[kamcre]

If your muse had a taste, how would you describe it?

however you describe the taste of a mango with tajin sprinkled on it.

[kamcre]

You lowkey just need to share that young ass boy.

you gon’ come to me like i got a gun to his head instead of going to him. i think you already know what i’ma say, sweets! the other coochies wanna talk to you. @kzichs

[kamcre]

📱 their lock screen photo:

[kamcre]

If they had to pick three songs to listen to for the rest of their life, what would those three songs be?

this was hard as hell, omg. but!

softest place on earth // xscape.

footsteps in the dark, pts. 1 & 2 // the isley brothers.

special remix // est. gee ft. bagg.

[kamcre]

📱: the last person they texted.

some dweeb, of course.

[kamcre]

she watched the entire altercation go down and once the situation was slightly diffused, she watched 𝐊𝐙𝐈𝐀𝐇 disappear down out of her sight and followed a few minutes after, giving the male to let out whatever he may have been feeling without any interruptions. pushing the locker room door open, 𝐊𝐀𝐌 easily spotted the male several feet away from her. “hi, bubba. you okay?” she questioned as she sat down next to him, slinking her arm beneath his, clasping their hands together as she leaned into him. her face scrunched up slightly as she noted the sweat that he was covered in. “you stink, stink.” she mumbled to him, tossing in the lighthearted comment in an attempt to cheer him up. “c’mon, we don’t needa be here since y’know.” being that he didn’t budge as she could do was sigh and lay her head against his arm as she took a few seconds to silently search for something to say to him.

“you know i am not the best with words and you know i don’t understand too much basketball to save my life, but, as disappointed and mad as you may be, take it as a learning experience, yeah? you know all they ever waiting for is a moment to catch you slacking so that they can run their mouths about you when it comes to those highlights. but, aside from you, the team is what’s important. you talked about regainin’ their trust and what not, this is all part of it. trust the process, ‘zi. you got this, you know you do, i know you do and so does everybody else, that’s why these niggas know to do their best to get under your skin.” extending a hand outward, 𝐊𝐀𝐌 grasped the male’s face in her head, forcing him to look at her. “we keeps chins up ‘round here. even if you feel like crap, you still a winner as far as me and anybody else is concerned and besides, what you look like walkin’ outta here moping when you got somebody father nose bleedin’ and his eye black?” she questioned quizzically, brow arched as she tried her best to stifle the smile that was trying to creep along her features. “fuck ‘em, it’s all a learning process and if anybody got something to say to you? tell ‘em to come see me.” she laughed right before she stood to her feet. “now c’mon, before the rest of your friends come back here smelling rancid, i’m ready to gag as is.” holding her hand out for him to take, she waited patiently for him to gather his items. “when you do get the chance to talk to coach, make sure you to talk to him like a big boy and not like a hothead.” @kzichs

[kamcre]

𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 sat on the sidelines cheering loudly as the boys naturally took lead of the game, each time one of them dunked and the crowd went into an uproar, she was part of it. “if these other niggas keep at it, tonight ain’t gon’ end too pretty and i’d hate to see it.” as the crowd yelled and screamed loudly out of satisfaction, she stood to her feet and clapped. “i didn’t think two weeks would knock me on my ass like this. i think if i gotta get up one more time, somebody might gotta carry me outta here.” she huffed with a soft chuckle as she sat down, casually speaking to the person beside her before she picked up her cup that sat on the floor to take a sip from it.

[kamcre]

she grinned at his comment regarding her outfit, she could honestly that in all their years of knowing one she was never an over the top type of person and would rather dress down than up and the dress in itself exposed just about everything she had to offer, so she could understand his sentiments, she knew she looked good. habit caused her fingers to interview in the ends of his curly locks as they talked, 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 could feel 𝐊𝐙𝐈𝐀𝐇’s eyes on her the entire time, even when she wasn’t looking at him and was visually engaged in something else and it was making her stomach knot up and as much as she wanted to, she wouldn’t stop him. his next line of words would’ve been surprising to anyone else but her, she knew almost everything there was to know about the male and his mannish ass ways was nothing new to her, she’d heard about it all since he came in as a freshman. 𝐊𝐀𝐌 couldn’t deny the fact that everything about him had her ready jump his bones although she outwardly didn’t have a reaction to it outside of a soft laugh, she had been thinking the same thing. standing to her feet, 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 shook her head and grabbed hold of his hand to pull him up. “i wanna be every bit of sober if it don’t mean me being fucked up off of you.” she responded just as easily and she them through the thick of crowd of their peers toward the same doors they had come through not too long ago so that they could leave the party.

[kzichs]

opening the door of his truck for his date, kziah grabbed her right hand and lead hehr toward the door, he couldn’t help but to laugh at the fact that she still had the striped paper cup from in-n-out still clutched in her opposite hand. the two were so similar that any attempt to be refined would look inauthentic on either side. “you bringin’ that? ghetto.” he taunted playfully, they had stopped by the burger joint before fading the event because they both agreed, school sponsored parties had the worst food. dropping her hand, he wrapped his arm around her dainty waist as they entered the ballroom that was filled to capacity with students. clutching the woman’s waist, he leaned down to speak into her ear. “i told you ‘dat you was gon’ be the finest one in here.” he reminded before offering her a wide smile and standing back to his full stature. “but, i still ain’t tryna’ be at this wack ass party all night. they’on ‘ever play no music from houston.” he complained, his sentiment obviously in jest as he continued to lead kamore further into the area so that they could find a seat. ／ @kamcre. 

[kamcre]

she grasped the male’s hand as her heels hit the pavement and pushed the door shut carefully as to avoid squishing her cup although there was a minimal amount of liquid in it. “mhm, i’ma pour something in it, you know they gave me more ice than anything else.” she said with a roll of her eyes. “ghetto as he’ll!” a laugh left her pair as she followed behind him before being pulled next to him. 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 wrapped her right arm around his waist, her eyes scanning the area as she gave a few familiar faces a bright smile and a wave as they ventured further into the vicinity. “stoooop.” she said immediately becoming bashful as she gently shoved his side before she pulled him impossibly closer to her. “i said the same thing to you, i be right every time.” she turned her to place a kiss on his cheek right before he stood back up. “i think we both agree on that notion, i was tryna be in nobody sweaty ass auditorium anyways, trust meeee. they just needed to see me in this dress, ‘cause it’s never gon’ happen again.” once 𝐊𝐙𝐈𝐀𝐇 found a seat for both of them, she sat on his leg rather than the empty seat next to them, lazily wrapping one of her arms around his neck as they watched everyone mingling and dancing. “the strip or the pier and that 24-hour donut place?” she questioned, posing the trio as a suggestion for what they’d do when they decided to leave.

[kamcre]

               ( 𝟐 ) 𝐗𝐗𝐗. ║ 𝚄𝙿𝙻𝙾𝙰𝙳𝙴𝙳 𝙰 𝙽𝙴𝚆 𝙿𝙷𝙾𝚃𝙾𝚂𝙴𝚃!

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📌 𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 — disabled.

@𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 ━━ fuck the whole front row at the show if you ain’t there.

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[kamcre]

“i only eat the steak! don’t play with me.” leaving the male so that she could find a place for them to sit, 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 placed somewhere she knew would be as comfortable as possible for the both of them and dedicated her attention to her ice cream cone and her phone while she waited for her best friend to make his appearance. it wasn’t until she heard the sound of his voice that she looked up from her phone then at her cone and could only grin. “it’s hot as hell. if i didn’t start, by the time you got back it woulda been melted and please. let’s not forget i said the same thing to you last week.” she let out a loud laugh at his complaint, knowing that they weren’t made to fit people of his height which was probably the reason why the the employee at the window had a slight look of befuddlement on her face right before she walked away. placing her phone down, once 𝐊𝐙𝐈𝐀𝐇 began to speak to her, she tuned in, listening to every word he said and cracking a smile at the mention of his mother; ⸻ she never expected the woman to take to her as well as she did or to even feel like she was more than just somebody who was sticking around for other reasons but to her surprise, they meshed perfectly. “because my girl knows, we on the same page everyday and she know you be driving me up the wall. aww, wait bubba.” 𝐊𝐀𝐌‘s bottom lip poked out. “you know all you had to do was text me, right? you ain’t have to bring me nowhere. i woulda told you yes. i heard the fine niggas is down there.” she teased. “tell my real bestie i said i’ll finally see her soon, though.” 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 could easily pick up on the male’s demeanor at the moment, aside from being around him as often as she was he was never hesitant when he spoke or even reluctant with anything so the way he was acting was off at the moment even as he walked away and she couldn’t understand why when she just confirmed that she’d go with him. once he returned her eyes went back to his face, her hand reaching out to take everything that he was giving to her. “mmkay soooo, what the hell is the matter? what flavor is this?” she questioned as she picked up her cookie and brought to face level. her eyes skimming the writing on the cookie as she proceeded to open the wrapper only to do a double take and reread it, her brown orbs slowing panning over to the male that sat across from her. “kziah deleon.” she sat up straight and pinned her folded hands beneath her chin, a smile etching across her profile. “this for me? forreal?” she couldn’t help the laugh she let out, only because she was slightly shocked but rather than making him wait any longer, she set the cookie down and extending her index finger, signaling him to lean forward across to her. once they were face to face, she grasped his chin in her hand. “you so cute when you nervous, yuuuuck.” without any further waiting, 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 pressed her glossy duo against the males for a quick peck before nodding her head. “of course i’ll go with you, loser. i wouldn’t wanna go with anyone else. i do gotta check in wit’ the rest of my hoes though, let ‘em know not to show they asses or nothin’.” she responded with a mischievous expression on her face before sitting back down. “thank you for thinkin’ of me.”

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[kamcre]

𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 kissed her teeth and rolled her eyes at him before joining in on his laughter. “boy, fuck you.” Her genuine laugh caused her to pin her head backward as she took a few moments, allowing the silence between them to leer so she could think about what happened before answering. “she touched me and it just went from there and fuck yes it was worth it. my lil’ bruises is healed and i got a slight amount of downtime for the next week, guess who ain’t rushing to get her ass back in any kinda practice?” she pointed to herself. once they were parked, 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 happily hopped out of the truck with ‘𝐙𝐈𝐀𝐇 in tow, she waited with him behind the person, her eyes scanning the flavor menu. it was always hilarious when he teased her about anything pertaining to being from the city because she’d be right at his neck with the same thing, especially considering the fact that they both wanted to visit each place. “oh fuck off, country boy.” was all she could say because she had no argument for him. she waited until he finished and began to speak, pressing her lips back shut once he asked about the flavor she inquired about previously. “awww, bubba. i was finna tell them people surprise me, i didn’t think they’d have it forreal, thank you. i guess you do be listening to me sometimes.” she said with a wide smile. “of course! they got birria tacos, i’ve been feening bad for some.”

[kamcre]

“you still ain’t tell me nothing that sounds appetizing, so until then, i will not. and that lady had me messed up talking some vegan lasagna, you know i’m traumatized. but i promise on july 32nd, i’ll try it for you. deal?” she laughed knowing that eventually, she would give in to it just to be able to say that she did and to shut him up altogether. 𝐊𝐀𝐌’s face twisted up before she fake gagged. “mmcht, you always bring that up! i just don’t want raw spinach, that’s disgusting.” her fingers were already against the touchscreen as he told her to put the address in, which she did quickly so that she could return back to scrolling through his apple music catalog. holding her manicured fingernail up at the male, she waved him off. “this how you get beat up, deleon. you’d do that and you’d be wiping ice cream off your face for being so rude when i deserve all the love in the world.” she pouted at the hypothetical situation she posed. “hmph.” sitting back in the seat, she pinned her chin to her propped up hand. “sitting in the bleachers like a regular and not being court-side like i normally would be hurt my heart, trust me. you won and that’s all that mattered, i was back there cheering you on and you know that.” shrugging bc her shoulders in regards to his question. “two weeks suspension for cheer and whatever and then they never said how long for community service, that shit ‘bout dead as hell  come Monday though because these?” she wiggled her fingers, displaying her nails. “too much money to be washin’ some musty niggas clothes and anything else.”

[kamcre]

saturday’s held a lot of weight for 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄, for multiple reasons but the current and primary one being that she was regularly on some wild ass adventure thanks to 𝐊𝐙𝐈𝐀𝐇. she was already getting herself together prior to his text message so his timing was perfect. after applying her last coat of gloss and she was out of the door. bouncing down the stairs, there was a big grin on her face as she approached the male and wrapped an arm around his lanky frame in return to his embrace. “hi, bubba. we not going to that grass place, is we?” she asked, her brows furrowed as she side-eyed the male with an evident look of disgust on her features in regards to a restaurant he had been taunting her with from the previous week. “i’ma starve, ‘ziah. i swearrrrrr.” sliding into the passenger seat, 𝐊𝐀𝐌 set her bag down in her lap and retrieved her phone from inside of it so that she could bring up the list of places they had yet to try. “ooooh?” the girls brows raised curiously as she locked the device and gave him her undivided attention. “as long as it’s the place that do the pina colada soft serve. you got me outta my bonnet, i don’t think you left me with much of a choice even if i wanted to say no.” she teased.

[kamcre]

                 ( 𝟐 ) 𝐗𝐗𝐗. ║ 𝚄𝙿𝙻𝙾𝙰𝙳𝙴𝙳 𝙰 𝙽𝙴𝚆 𝙿𝙷𝙾𝚃𝙾𝚂𝙴𝚃!

LIKED BY 𝙸𝙰𝙼𝙲𝙻𝙴𝙾𝚃𝚁𝙰𝙿𝙰, and 𝙼𝙰𝙽𝚈 𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝚂.

📌 𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 — disabled.

@𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 ━━ 4.

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[kclisw]

her brown orbs grew in size at the sight of one of her favorite people, extending her arms to reciprocate the tight embrace. “thank youuuuu, beautiful!” 𝐊𝐄𝐋𝐈 responded while returning to her stool, shaking her head at the reaction of the other femme. “girl, don’t be a punk. drink up ‘cause the party just getting started, okay!” tapping the shot glass down against the counter, she brought it back up prior to taking the shot to the head. once she chased the liquor down with a swig of fruit punch, she returned her attention to her friend. “i’ma have to keep my eyes on you, i don’t need you beating bitches’ heads in at my party.” she joked in reference to a fight she recently involved herself in.

[kamcre]

𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 couldn’t help the snort she let out as she teased her. “that shit taste straight like somebody from hell made it and the fact that you talkin’ ‘bout four!? hellish.” as much as she expressed how she hated the drink, she didn’t bother chasing it; she disliked it off of the simple fact that in her freshman and sophomore years, she drank so much of it. after downing the fourth shot, she slammed the glass down on the table and pushed them aside, her face still twisted from the strong taste lingering in her mouth. 𝐊𝐀𝐌’s eyes shot toward 𝐊𝐄𝐋𝐈’s, her lips curving upward into a mischievous smirk as she placed a hand to her chest and feigned hurt. “now why would i ever do that? i’m actually traumatized from the experience, i wouldn’t do anything like that again.” she said with a laugh as she rolled her eyes. “up, up. come dance with me.”

[kclisw]

with a red solo cup occupying one hand and her opposing one combing through her blonde bundles, 𝐊𝐄𝐋𝐈 resided at the Barbie-themed bar as she took a minute to herself. she had already been pre-gaming a couple hours before, so she was slightly under the influence even though she’d never admit it. “what’s in your cup?” she asked the person that sat next to her with her brows raised out of curiosity. “don’t even answer that, we finna’ get you some shots,” she turned to wave the bartender over. “can you get us 4 shots of Henny each? thank you!”

[kamcre]

𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄’s main goal at this exact moment was locating her close friend 𝐊𝐄𝐋𝐈. it was hard to miss the beaut that stood at the bar and so she made her way over to her, slinking one arm around her waist as she pulled her into a tight embrace. “happy birthday, babyyyyyyy!” before she could even respond, the waiter slide shot glasses in front of them. “now. you know i hate henny.” she fake gagged. “outta every possible drink in the world you could get me. but, since it’s for your birthday, i’ll do it.” raising one of the glasses, she held up the drink so they could tap them together before throwing it back, repeating the action with the following 3 drinks.