Dallas Jordan-seventeen, volatile, and wired for motion-was raised on Memphis's North Side, where you learned to fight before you learned to breathe. The cops knew her name, karma kept her on speed dial, and trouble moved like her shadow. Then there was Copper-a quiet, bookish, non-binary kid with rough hands and steady plans, dreaming of building something that might outlive the block. They stayed out of mess, eyes fixed on blueprints and escape routes. Dallas picked them out anyway. Words became her weapon, cruelty her armor. But somewhere in the sparks and static between them, something shifted-an ache she couldn't define, humming too close to want.

I could be your supermodel if you believe If you see it in me, see it in me, see it in me I don't see myself

Egypt Carter is a pretty girl from the worst part of Houston, Texas. All her life, she's had the same type: hood, masculine, chocolate, dominant. Somehow, that type starts to change after she moves to New York-when she stumbles across Nasir Basquiat. Nasir is an aspiring artist straight out of the Bronx, New York. Androgynous, queer, expressive, and comfortable in his femininity, Nasir grew up in one of the most notorious hoods in the Bronx-but he never let it define him or his character. He is kind, meek, gentle, reserved-everything Egypt never went for. They say opposites attract, but what happens when you're polar opposites?

A babychiefdoit fan fiction...

studxstud/studxmasc ***Republished (𝟓𝟎𝟎𝐤 + reads deep)*** 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: When Angel finds her close friend and teammate, Dominique getting a little too flirty, she starts to question her friendship. Her type in women. And even herself. Could she possibly find her 'stud bro' attractive? 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞: - Mature/Strong Language - Mature Content (18+ Recommended) - Sex/Smut (Detailed) - Substances (Alcohol, drugs, etc) - Abuse/Child Abuse - Other Possible Triggers

Alyssa "Mula" Stephens is more than just a name on the streets-she's a sharp-tongued assassin, a cold-hearted pimp, and a young woman surviving by any means necessary. Built for war and loyal to the bone, Mula's reputation is sealed in blood and fear. Tamia "Flo" Carter is one of Mula's girls-burnt out, beaten down, and stuck in a cycle of abuse at the hands of her boyfriend, Tylil. She's tired. Of the streets. Of the pain. Of the life. But everything shifts when Mula starts seeing Flo through a different lens-not as a worker, but as a woman. A woman worth protecting. A woman worth loving. In a world where loyalty is currency and love is a liability, what happens when the lines between business and pleasure start to blur? 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐀𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐞, 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬.

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