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𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐄 by Troollaa
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" 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢'𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞." " 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐬 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲'𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧." 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝟐 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝟑 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝟐....
After Class Hours by Writt3nByDioree
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They didn't end up in the same space on purpose. Brooklynn is the quiet type. Not shy... just tired. Tired in the "life been heavy for a while now" way. He minds his business, goes to work, comes home, and keeps his world small because that's how he breathes. Azyir is the opposite. Loud, funny, always in motion. ADHD running the wheel every day. Talks so much he forgets to say what he really means. Laughs loud so nobody asks if he's okay. They sit in the same trig class at their HBCU, but they don't talk. They don't dislike each other either. They just... live in two different worlds. Messiah Markell is their professor. Older, calm, strict in the quiet way that makes people sit up straighter. He owns a club downtown called Desirable, but in class he keeps everything controlled. He doesn't like watching people drown in silence or noise. He sees them both slipping. Not failing. Slipping. So he tells them to stay after class. Every day. Not for tutoring. Not for discipline. Just to sit, breathe, work, or not work. A room where nobody has to force themselves to be "okay." And somehow, without anybody planning it... The quiet one. The loud one. And the man who teaches them how to stay. Start learning how to need each other. Not in a fast way. Not in a dramatic way. In the way real connections happen: Slow glances. Shared exhaustion. Walking home together because home doesn't feel safe tonight. Sitting in silence that doesn't hurt. Being seen without having to explain. This is a story about: Black boy rest. Soft dominance. Messy feelings. Learning how to stay present. No fake deep. No forced love. Just real people figuring out how to breathe.
Who We Are by bonitasannie
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"Tell me baby, is this who we are?" Blackbxb. 🖤
And Beyond by annalisethewriter
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Besties to lovers "I know it's scary but let's figure this out.. for us"
Only Sin by theefujoshisenpaii
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Ziare Emmelle. Street nigga turned club promotor. Sincere Kazzi. King Pin turned strip club owner. When these two worlds collide, it's a story of betrayal, unexpected love and violence.
𝐌𝐲 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐠𝐮𝐧 by IcedoutNeal
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𝗦𝗮𝗸𝗮𝗶'𝘀 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱 𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆 𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁-𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝗯𝘂𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗳𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿, 𝗮 𝘀𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝗺𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿, 𝗵𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗻'𝘁 𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗽𝗲. 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗲𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝗠𝘂𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗿, 𝗮 𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗳𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗲𝘁𝘀, 𝗮 𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱'𝘃𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻'𝘁. 𝗡𝗼𝘄 𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗔𝘁𝗿𝗲𝘂𝘀'𝘀 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗼𝗿𝗯𝗶𝘁, 𝗦𝗮𝗸𝗮𝗶 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝘀 𝗯𝗼𝘁𝗵 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗱... 𝗱𝗿𝗮𝘄𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗸𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗼𝘆 𝗵𝗶𝗺. 𝗦𝗮𝗸𝗮𝗶 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗱𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗲- 𝗶𝘀 𝗔𝘁𝗿𝗲𝘂𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗿𝘂𝗻 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺, 𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗽𝗿𝗮𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿... 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗶𝗳 𝗶𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮 𝗴𝘂𝗻?
My Brother's Dangerous Best Friend ✓ by YourTemptationx
YourTemptationx
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𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐨, 𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞, 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧. 𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐝, 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐬, 𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐝𝐨.
pᥙᥣsᥱ by IcedoutNeal
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World ended, zombies everywhere, and I'm stuck tryna figure out who the hell I can trust. Camp supposed to be "safe," but it's full of drama, lies, and people losin' their minds. And then there's Asaan-quiet, fine, mysterious. I ain't expect to catch feelings out here, but now it's like survival ain't just about killin' zombies. It's about who gon' ride for you when the dead close in.
𝐅𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 by ybbposted
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𝟑𝟎.𝟎𝟖.𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓-𝟎𝟖.𝟎𝟗.𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓
𝐖𝐞 𝐅𝐚' 𝐘𝐨𝐮 by Troollaa
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𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝟑 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 " Ian never experienced nothin like dis before" " So let us be yo first, let us be the one and only experience that you can't get away from"