the things we made | black yn | bwhm

the things we made | black yn | bwhm

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𝙎𝙊𝙇𝙀𝙄𝙇 "𝙎𝙊𝙇" 𝘽𝘼𝙋𝙏𝙄𝙎𝙏𝙀 is twenty-one, rich, and one of the most promising fashion designers in New York-if only anyone actually knew her name. People wear her work, repost her moodboards, and imitate her vision... but no one really sees her. She kind of likes it that way-quiet, focused, guarded. Until one night on a Brooklyn rooftop, she hears a sound that stops her. Then she meets the boy behind it. 𝙀𝙇𝙄𝘼𝙎 𝙍𝙄𝙑𝙀𝙍𝘼 is magnetic, a rising name in the music scene, with girls who adore him and a sneaky best friend who might not want to stay just that. But Soleil doesn't care who he is. Not until their worlds collide in a moment of unexpected honesty and banter under neon lights and city sky. What starts as creative chemistry turns into something deeper. Their work becomes messages. Their art becomes confessions. But when loyalty is tested and lies are whispered between love songs and sketches, the connection they built threatens to unravel. 𝘽𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚... 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥.
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Rogue

|ENGLISH| 'Those who judge don't understand and those who understand don't judge.' She was a picture of perfection, a saint in the eyes of the world, charming, graceful, and always in control. Her carefully crafted image earned her admiration and influence, but underneath it all, she craved someone who could see the real her. Then she met him. A delinquent boy with a cold, dangerous stare and a reckless streak, the kind everyone else avoided. He seemed like a frigid beast, sharp, intimidating, and terrifying. Yet, there was something... off. Beneath the wild exterior, he was simple-minded, a little clumsy, and painfully naive, a boy who could barely string a coherent sentence together when it mattered, yet somehow stole her attention. She quickly discovered his secret: he wasn't just one person. There were two Rogues, a timid, bumbling boy who fumbled through life, and a wild, untamable monster lurking beneath, capable of destruction beyond imagination. Meeting his other self was like staring at a stranger, yet the timid Rogue couldn't even remember what his dangerous half did. NOT EDITED YET On-going BlueSadism @2021

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