How Much Pain Do You Need to Feel

Close of a Stadium Show

Wed, 09 Aug 2023 17:37:25 GMT

For "what are we?" moments #16 accidentally referencing them as "my"
Prompted by the fact that this and this exist

( Curses and Lightning )

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You're acting like a child.

Tue, 14 Feb 2023 17:41:15 GMT

For 101 Ways to Say I love you #1 "You don't have to do this alone."

( A bitch in the parking lot )

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Broken down

Tue, 09 Aug 2022 20:05:28 GMT

Writer’s Month 2022: Day 8: Enemies to Lovers

Rekker felt like he'd been hit by a truck when his eyes opened. It left him groaning from aches and the pounding in his head. One thing was for sure, he'd drank too much the night before but that didn't explain why his body was hurting, the burning on his forearms especially. Rubbing his eyes he rolled onto his back, or tried to. There was someone in his bed with him. For a moment he couldn't remember who was there and then he heard the sleepy grouching.

The Brit froze and got wide-eyed. The last time he'd seen this Swede they'd fought until they were in tears and screaming at each other. His mind slowly came around to the previous day and night. He hated the pale haired Swede. Even yesterday he remembered fighting in the elevator until they were both sunk to the floor having meltdowns. This was a new low in his life, bringing an enemy into his house, into his bed.

He shifted when he realized he was naked. They were both naked. He covered his whole face with his hands as he realized what the scratches on his arms and the aching meant. Rekker wanted to get up and run but the groaning beside him turned into mumbles as the Swede curled up beside him. He felt the arm slip around his chest and the face nuzzling into his hair and neck.

Mentally he hated the singer. He hated the way he screamed and demanded and drove Rekker over the edge mentally. There was a real fear that the singer would trigger him so badly he'd end his life. He had felt that briefly both times they fought and could only imagine it would happen again.

All of that aside, the way the singer clung to him in his sleep felt so good. His soft skin and the way he kept pressing in closer. Rekker cracked and wrapped his arms around the thinner Swede. He hated him so deeply but the way their bodies fit, the way his felt there beside him. The brit sighed heavily and turned over to face the Swede, closing his eyes and wrapping his arms around him. Bjorn pressed in and buried himself in the embrace. Rekker gave up in that moment and decided to risk his mental health and survival for the whisper in his heart that said he didn't hate this singer.

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Never a Moment of Peace

Sun, 06 Mar 2022 20:28:03 GMT

For SMUT prompt 17) “When I get home, I expect you to be undressed and waiting on all fours for me.”

( Day at the Studio )

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What do you mean, snow?

Thu, 27 Jan 2022 02:31:19 GMT

For Nexus prompt 5. "Wait, hang on. Did you say snow day?"

( Not in L.A. )

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What are we, 16?

Mon, 10 Jan 2022 16:26:06 GMT

For Smut Prompt: 89)“Just pull the car over!”

( cut for NSFW )

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What a Mess!

Fri, 31 Dec 2021 03:27:59 GMT

Ways to say I love you 74: "I saw that you were almost out of shampoo, so I went and got some for you."

( Do you love me? )

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Last Days In L.A.

Wed, 22 Dec 2021 17:37:30 GMT

( Sleeping In )

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Circling Vultures.....

Wed, 20 Oct 2021 12:49:26 GMT

( LA Vultures )

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Rekker's house in L.A.

Sun, 26 Sep 2021 21:34:27 GMT

( The House. )

( The Car )

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