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Love Was Never the Plan|sxs
Kameron Zion Lewis thought transferring schools was supposed to be a fresh start. New campus. New faces. No drama. Yeah... that shit lasted all of five minutes. The second she crosses paths with Malachi "Mal" Brooks-Williams, everything goes left. Mal is the loudest stud in the damn school, always got a blunt tucked somewhere, a drink in her hand after school, and enough confidence to make anybody sick. She swears everybody wants her, talks the most shit, and always has the last damn word. Kameron can't stand her cocky ass. Mal thinks Kameron's attitude is funny as hell. Every hallway turns into an argument. Every class becomes a competition. Their friends are tired of breaking up almost-fights. Teachers already know their names for all the wrong reasons. They talk shit. They bump shoulders on purpose. They dare each other. They push every damn button they can find. But somewhere between all the arguing, smart-ass comments, jealousy they refuse to admit, and late-night run-ins, that hate starts looking a little too much like something else. Now they're stuck wondering how the fuck you go from wanting to swing on somebody... to wanting to kiss them or fuck them. Sometimes the person you hate the most is the same person you can't stay the hell away from.
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SXS (studxstud) • they only see each other at family reunions, cookouts, or trips back home. every year, they're a little older, a little braver. • • • • • - MATURE AUDIENCE -DRUG USE -SEX -STRONG LANGUAGE -VIOLENCE - WEAPONS
𝐀 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 | 𝟏𝟓 . | 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇Ø𝐓
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Hard Lines & Soft Spots|sxs
In a city that never slows down, respect is earned, not given. Two studs both used to being in control, both used to getting what they want keep crossing paths in all the wrong (or right) places. What starts as tension, ego, and side-eyes slowly turns into something neither of them planned for. Late nights, loud parties, smoke-filled rooms, and feelings they don't know how to handle... every oneshot dives into a different moment of their story before, during, and after they fall.Complete
𝖧𝖴𝖱𝖳𝖲 𝖬𝖤 𝖳𝖮𝖮.
" 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗍 𝗁𝗎𝗋𝗍𝗌 𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗂, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗂 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎. 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝖺𝗆𝖺𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 " 𝗄𝖺𝗒𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖼𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗂 𝖺𝗅𝗌𝗈 𝖼𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 " 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗄𝖺𝗒𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗂𝗆 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝗆𝖺𝗇. 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾. 𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝖺𝗆𝖺𝗀𝖾𝖽. 𝗂 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝗎𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎. 𝗂 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄 𝗆𝗒 𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌. 𝗂 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎. " 𝗍𝖺𝗂 𝖼𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗉 𝗄𝖺𝗒𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀. " 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗄𝖺𝗒 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝖽𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖾...𝗂 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎. " 𝗍𝖺𝗂 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗄𝖺𝗒𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗇'𝗌 𝗌𝗎𝗂𝗍 𝖼𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗐𝗋𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆. 𝗌𝗑𝗌.Scissor City
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Kameron Zion Lewis thought transferring schools was supposed to be a fresh start. New campus. New faces. No drama. Yeah... that shit lasted all of five minutes. The second she crosses paths with Malachi "Mal" Brooks-Williams, everything goes left. Mal is the loudest stud in the damn school, always got a blunt tucked somewhere, a drink in her hand after school, and enough confidence to make anybody sick. She swears everybody wants her, talks the most shit, and always has the last damn word. Kameron can't stand her cocky ass. Mal thinks Kameron's attitude is funny as hell. Every hallway turns into an argument. Every class becomes a competition. Their friends are tired of breaking up almost-fights. Teachers already know their names for all the wrong reasons. They talk shit. They bump shoulders on purpose. They dare each other. They push every damn button they can find. But somewhere between all the arguing, smart-ass comments, jealousy they refuse to admit, and late-night run-ins, that hate starts looking a little too much like something else. Now they're stuck wondering how the fuck you go from wanting to swing on somebody... to wanting to kiss them or fuck them. Sometimes the person you hate the most is the same person you can't stay the hell away from.
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