#breakagainwrites

[loveshard]

continued from cameron's open starter (@breakagain-writes)

Cameron rolled his shoulder farther back into the wall and let Brady get a good look at his neck, tilting his chin with open invitation. He waited for Brady to get his fill. Let Brady stare at the forming bruise some over-eager twink had left around his collarbone, at the bite just underneath his ear. He didn’t flinch. He wanted to see what Brady would do with it—anger, disappointment, brutal indifference, whatever. "I told you, I’m a charitable guy," Cameron finally said, lazy and confident. "He needed the attention." He smiled, feigning genuine kindness just to see it land, hard, in the narrowing of Brady’s stare. "He was grateful. Couldn’t you tell?"

[imperfectox]

Out of all the days she could get locked out of her apartment today wasn’t her luckiest. The woman had clocked in over time at work and all she wanted to do was to have a nice and relaxing hot shower before going to bed. Instead Wendi’s door knob seemed to be busted and her key wasn’t unlocking the door. She had called a locksmith to break the lock and replace it too but it was taking quite a bit. Her focus shifted from her door to the hot neighbor she had been crushing on from the first day she moved into the building. She had rarely seen him around and ofcourse it’s on the day where her hair’s a mess and her shirt’s tucked out of her pencil skirt. The accountant felt that luck wasn’t on her side today. “Uh- yeah. Locked out but I called the key door guy and he’s gonna be a bit.” “Yeah I don’t usually lock myself out so I hope you don’t mind I loiter around for a bit.” ( @breakagain-writes​ )

[imperfectox]

"No, you have the sex drive of a 14 year old boy." Childish but she didn't have any come backs or witty remarks. She was constantly under a lot of stress and she couldn't remember how long it was that she hadn't had sex until he came around. Atherese crossed her arms and sunk into her seat, sighing. It was dumb. She knew how idiotic it sounded that she was going to settle for a hunk with no substance but who else was out there?

"I tried dating around, Flynn. It seems like there's no love in the city nor any decent guys so yeah. I'm gonna settle. I'm sick of the whole lonely shit thing. I can't just throw myself into work because when that stops it hits me like a ton of bricks. The reality that no one's there." ( @breakagain-writes​ )

[imperfectox]

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The high after a performance like that was something Radley could never get enough of. He wished that he could bottle up the feeling and keep it. There was no way that life was going to get any better than it was right now. The band had taken off and hearing his lyrics shouted back at him from a sold out crowd was all he could ever want. The show had gone perfectly and everyone felt that as they made their way back. “That was fucking incredible is what that was. Had to be our best show yet. And I am so glad you were here for it,” he leaned in to steal a kiss. Not so much playing dumb as his mind abuzz from the night.

Mika evaded his kiss and took a step back which earned them a bunch of ooh’s from his bandmates. She didn’t want to make a fuss or put him on the spot so she forced a smile towards the rest of them. “Great show guys but I hope you don’t mind if I steal Radley for a minute.” He didn’t really have a choice nor did the band when she walked out the room and dragging him out by the wrist. “First of all, yes it was an amazing show. Congratulations.” She said with genuine appreciation and happiness for him. She knew how hard he worked for it. “Second. The thing you did. The things you said. What was that?” ( @breakagain-writes​ )

[littlcfreaks-archive]

closed starter for @breakagain-writes based on this

phoebe never could have predicted the events that lead to this moment. what seemed like a normal night out at the bar had quickly turned into a nightmare. her and the friend she was out with were on their way back to her apartment, taking their usual shortcut through an alley. which... in hindsight probably wasn't the smartest way to walk. the man had pulled a gun on them, but was clearly nervous. a loud noise startled him and he dropped the gun and out of instinct phoebe lunged for it. she was able to grab it, but the man noticed and advanced towards her. she closed her eyes and shot and when she opened them, he was on the ground, lying in a pool of his blood. it felt like it happened in less than a second and now it felt like time had stopped. he's dead. i killed him. the thoughts repeated in her head over and over again. unsure how to react, she looked to her friend, her eyes wide, "i killed him. i didn't mean to." her head turned slowly back to the man, not blinking, "i killed him." she lowered the gun so it was pointing at the ground, tears welling in her eyes, "i didn't mean to kill him."