#amomentxofhappiness

[troublesomemix]

CLOSED with @amomentxofhappiness || run baby rabbit, run

Everything happened so fast. Charlotte was resisting a mental breakdown, the urge to hyperventilate lingering. If Thor wasn't the one leading them out of there she probably would have. Broken down from fear for others more than herself, and she probably wouldn't have made it out of the palace. With each turn she kept her hand in Thor's simply so she didn't lose him in the dash out of the palace, through the garage and to one of the cars. Her head was focused entirely on her brother ( and the rest of her family ) and the unknown outcome. She shook a little in the passenger seat, the echo of the g*nshot lingering in her head.

[ofxinnocencewrites]

Surprise starter for Thor x Rachel ( @amomentxofhappiness )

It had been months since the burial of Lockwood. Over the months, the pain had dulled but it was still there. Rachel had always been there for Thor and like she had promised both him and Wanda, she hadn't left. She wanted to be there for him, she could not leave him.

"Thor, are you here?" She yelled as she walked into the farm next to her family's own. It was time for their weekly walk over the grounds again. They had started it, at first walking along in silence but later, they talked about lots of different things. He knew more about her than her sisters did by now. Not that was too strange because the two of them had left the farm years ago. But he knew even things that she had never told those two.

Rachel leaned against the doorpost of the living room, catching sight of the man on the couch. "Thor," she said again, a bit louder, to wake him up. "Get your lazy ass up off that couch and let's get going."

[thedevilsbckbone]

Closed starter for @amomentxofhappiness

He'd only been gone a week, visiting some friends for the holiday, and somehow so much seemed to happened suddenly in Sergio's life. Not only had his brother fallen into a coma after some freak accident, he also had learned about his brother's fiancée who had saved him. Sergio was honestly more shocked by that news than of the accident, as he and Marcus had always been close, and yet somehow this was the first time the younger sibling was hearing about the woman. It made he grow a bit weary, especially after hearing his mother rave about the woman whom she'd also had only just met after the accident. If his mother's words were anything to go off of; Marcus' new fiancée was charming and a doll, two words that Sergio wouldn't really have associated with the type of women who brother usually seemed to date.

Once he finally got to the hospital to see Marcus, things only got more suspicious when he walked into the room to find the woman in question sitting beside his comatose brother. The older man typically went for blondes who looked like they barely ate and wore designer clothes that were worth more than Sergio's car - not to mention most looked like they went under the needle at least a few times a year, but this woman didn't look anything like that. She was absolutely beautiful - in the natural way that any of Marcus' previous partners would have been jealous of.

"Hey, hope I'm not interrupting anything." He said, knocking softly as he entered the room, addressing the woman before turning to look at his brother in bed. A frown tugged at his lips, eyes moving over the machines that all tied back to Marcus as he moved to stand beside his bed, giving his brother's shoulder a soft pat. "Wow man, you look like shit." He said to his brother with a small sad chuckle. "Sorry it took me so long to get here." He remembered the woman in the room and turned back to look at her, curiosity marking his features. "You must be Lucy, right? I'm Sergio, Marcus' younger brother." He reached out his hand in introduction, his mind racing with a million questions but he tried to keep his expression neutral.

[troublesomemix]

“ --Took long enough.” For all the moments Gabriel teased now just felt like the wrong time for it. Didn't stop it from slipping out though. Serious and lighthearted all at once. There was so much to unwrap and plan moving forward but all he wanted to do was bask in this moment. Let the rest of the world fade away until only they remain. But he doubt that Wanda would let him get away with such frivolous things, let alone hi smother...his sister...the rest of the world. dumbasses. not that Wanda was a dumbass, but the idea itself... another thing to add to the list of what to do when he was king. Remove himself from the world whenever he felt like it and take whoever he wanted with them, no arguing allowed.

The before, the after, gods the sex alone was perfect. Timing may not be perfect but he wasn't about to say that there was a single ounce of regret about what just happened between them. If there was tension before, it was going to be even worse now. Gabriel stared for as long as he could, brushing her hair away from her face and studying what it felt like to be this close. Until the cramp started in his leg and he felt himself twitch and begin to soften. “ Here we go, ” he murmured, slow. There wasn't much to clean up after, but he pulled out quickly, reaching for a blanket that was draped over the back of a nearby chair. It would have to do. The prince cleaned himself up as much as he possibly could before handing it to Wanda, searching around for his pants to finish getting dressed. As quiet as their little bubble was, there was still every possibility of being walked in on.

Wanda had a retort for that. She meant to tease him about talking about his mother while having sex but she was so very close and he was doing this *so well* that it just slipped her mind. Everything was slipping her mind--her misgivings, her doubts, hesitation, all the reasons why she should not be under him, gladly taking him in and staring at him as she was about to come. Also the fact that he called her zarina in that tone was only pushing her further, she wondered if she'd feel the same chill cursing through her if he did in a different setting.

She would have flashbacks to this moment every time he'd see him now and she knew it. And she was okay with it. She was more than okay with everything right now, not letting reality slip into thia moment and ruin it. This moment was perfect. They were perfect together and she'd treasure it for all time.

As her orgasm continued to course through her and she felt him spill into her she didn't look away, eyes fluttering closed from time to time, muffling sounds against his lips, slower, softer kisses as they rush washed through them. She didn't want to move, she wanted to stay like this, running her fingertips over side back and sides slowly for hours as he kept himself inside her. She wanted to do this everyday-maybe not over his desk-but she couldn't, could she? But she wasn't going to ruin this perfect moment with reality. She also didn't want to talk or move.

"So… that happened," she whispered setting her arm around his back as the other kept running slowly over his sides, a little smile on her lips before pressing a soft kiss on his lips again, brushing the tip of her nose against his.

[florxdexcerezos]

@amomentxofhappiness wanted a bite of this man too

It had been a long day of doing....nothing. He ate, mused, breakfasted. He was a man of leisure. Blessed enough to be able to pursue his wants and not his duties, Olivier took advantage of every moment. Clothes were for the socially confined. His body was one to be looked at, adored, immortalised in the finest oil paints one could buy. People deserved to observe the view so why bother with billowing shirts that bared so little? Pitiful pieces of fabric.

He was in the middle of painting when there was a knock on the door to his apartment. Setting down his palette, he stepped over the sheet and other various supplies before answering. He poked his head around the door and broke into a grin before opening the door wider to reveal his paint splattered chest.

"Hello, Teddy~ Looking for me?"

[the-life-we-fear]

@amomentxofhappiness

One moment, she was Princess Liana, learning from her father to be the best queen she could become one day. The next, she was sitting over The King's lifeless body, watching the last breath of air come out of him. Now a Queen. A New Queen who was harboring a fugitive from Asgard. Has been under her father's nose for two years. And the worst part, was Liana was in love with him. And now she was his Queen.

Liana stood, wiping the tears from her cheeks as she walked out of her father's room. She could barely see in front of her let alone the servants and guards who now shouted 'Long Live Queen Liana' as she rushed out of the room with as much grace as she could muster. With every person she passed toward her quarters, the harder it became to breathe. Even when she was inside her room, she found herself tearing at the laces of her corset. But even that didn't help. She needed to see him. She took a deep breath and peered out into the hallway. 'Send for my General, there are some things I need to discuss with him.' The guard gave her a stiff nod, and she didn't wait to shut her door to watch him walk away.

[thxnymph]

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[lcstinthewoods]

It took little to no thought at all for Wanda to gather everything they needed, her hands waving around and bringing everything to her with scarlet tendrils. She'd never been on a picnic before, she realized, and quietly fretted over what she thought they would need. She'd seen people have picnics before, she was sure. She saw them all the time on--

Quickly shaking her head to vanish her thoughts, Wanda flew everything into the basket and closed it, focusing on Steve instead. "Yes, please." She answered with a smile, handing over the basket with an endearing roll of her eyes. She wouldn't expect anything less from Steve than to be chivalrous. She could have gotten the coat herself or magicked it on with a simple snap of her fingers, but she liked having Steve take care of her. And he was always taking care of her. "I'm not really very familiar with the stars." She then admitted. She'd never had the time to, or rather, felt the need to ever look at them before, and even if she'd had, she'd never would have known what she was looking for, anyways.

Steve was glad she preferred looking at the stars than a movie, though the idea of them being sat next to one another eating popcorn with paper 3D glasses watching a double feature was appealing too. Getting his arm around her shoulders, looking down at her as she watched and laughed... He did love her laugh.

Watching the picnic basket fly through the kitchen should seem odd, and in a small part the way it did reminded him of something else, a show? a double feature in a smaller screen? There it was again that pestering annoyance in his memory, a memory fading almost as soon as he thought he had grabbed it. It was starting to annoy him, mostly because it blew his focus and he wanted to be focused on nothing but Wanda and their present, and what the future could bring for them here in Westview. Such a beautiful place to be together, to have a home, to start a family.

Even though she was preparing what they needed for the picnic, he had started heating up the water, mainly not to feel like a waste of space. Yes, she could do everything by herself with the flick of her wrist but he wanted to contribute, he wanted to be useful. Once the water was ready, he prepared the tea and filled the thermos and probably took him the same time that Wanda had everything else ready.

"Should I get your coat?" he offered with a small smile, reaching for the basket--he was going to carry that thank you very much, it was the chivalrous thing to do. "It'll probably get chilly in a while," he added as an afterthought. "I wonder which stars we'll get to see. It seems to be a very clear night."

[machiavxlli]

Closed Starter

Ice riddled the fields. Cold wind barged through the trees, pushing everything in it's wake. The young diplomat grabbed either side of her fur coat, pulling it towards herself. Alina shuddered, her breath visible as she exhaled. "Are we nearly there?" The woman questioned, and the driver politely answered with an 'almost there!'. Alina wondered how it would all go down. She had not seen Ben in years, she wondered if he would still recognize her. They were friends at court, best friends. Their fathers were friends as well, so it was how they met. Alina remembered fondly the days when they played in the gardens of her estate, him laughing whenever she fell or him running away whenever she tried to put a flower crown on him. She cast her eyes outside, deep in thought.

This will work. It has too.

The kingdom was in chaos, the people in disarray. Recently the tax went up, which would render the people poorer than they already were. While Alina deposed it, she was outvoted. The diplomat figured there was now only one way. Kill the king, and bring someone more capable. Ben was, for lack of a better word, a pawn in her plan. Alina knew of his history, why he left court, and wanted to use it to her advantage. While it might seem cruel, she could not see anymore corpses.

The carriage stopped. Alina exited, and instructed the driver to remain behind her. The woman made her way through the path, before stumbling upon a home. Outside, was a tall man with dark hair. He's so tall. Alina thought, rather shocked. "Ben." The woman called out. "....It's good to see you again..." // @amomentxofhappiness

[troublesomemix]

CLOSED with @amomentxofhappiness || can't stop won't stop.

For the rest of the day, this is what he thought about. Her invitation hadn't helped. Nor had the messages ( and images ) shared throughout the day. It was a wonder Gabriel got through the day successfully. He was counting down till the castle grew quiet, till he could wander around with out anyone asking questions about where he was heading this late at night, especially dressed so casually. His sweatpants made another guest appearance, paired nicely with a wife beater as he walked through quiet halls.

He should feel antsy, he should feel.... questionable. Sharon was in her own little wing, probably plucking flower petals for a game of He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not. But the only thing going on in his head was the anticipation of being in the same room with Wanda again. He took a few sideway routes, choosing to be a little more stealthy than speedy. Not to long after he left his room then he found himself at her door, rapping on it with his knuckles in haste, but trying to keep the noise quiet, waiting for her to open the door and let him in.

[ofxinnocencewrites]

@amomentxofhappiness Continued from this.

Susan was completely speechless as Caspian spoke. It was a story that was a little unhinged, probably due to the pain he was in and she could not ask him anything since he was being pulled away from her for surgery. Her brain was in overdrive. It was still processing the fact that she had lost her complete family and not the fact that the man she expected never to see again was now suddenly in front of her. Stumbling on about that he wasn’t going to leave her alone, that everyone was together in Aslan’s Country. It did not make any sense to her at all. Speechless she watched as he was being wheeled away, barely hearing what the woman next to her said until the word ‘miracle’. You could definitely say that.

The woman was pulled from her thoughts at that point and looked at the nurse next to her. “Thank you,” she muttered softly before the nurse brought Susan along so she could go and identify her family. Caspian was going to be in surgery for a while and she couldn’t do anything else but wait, was what she said. The mortuary of the hospital was filled with a lot more people than just her family after the trainaccident and even if there was just a single bit of her that was hoping it was all just a nightmare, Susan had known that after seeing Caspian in front of her, she knew it was not a nightmare. A positive identification had been made on all of them by her. Numb she returned to the place she had left earlier, staring out in front of her but seeing nothing. She sat there like that until a different nurse came to collect her after Caspian came out of surgery and she could go to him, while he was still asleep.

Susan wasn’t sure when she apparently relaxed enough for her to fall asleep next to Caspian’s bed in a seat while her hand was wrapped around his. The feeling of his hand in hers made it clear to her that she was truly there. In her sleep she had let go of his hand, it had dropped in her lap and she only woke up until a sound woke her up. She had a nanosecond of peace before reality washed all over her once more. The loss, the surprise. Susan reached out so she could take his hand into hers again. “I’m here, I’m still here,” she whispered as she pulled the seat closer to the bed. “I have so many questions but they are for a later moment. I am happy you are here. How is the pain?”

[thedevilsbckbone]

Continued from here

It had been a long time since he'd had a beautiful woman on his lap like this and Tye had to admit that he'd been in desperate need of it. In need of a woman wrapped around him in his arms, their soft skin beneath his fingertips. He'd missed the feeling, much more than he had realized. He had told himself that he was doing this as a favor to a friend, but deep down there was a part of him had that needed it too. The sex part had never been what had held him back though, it was everything leading up to it and the emotions that sometimes followed. He could do sex, but he couldn't open his heart up to anyone like that. Not yet at least. So knowing that he didn't have to worry about that in this instance, it felt good.

At least that's what he tried to convince himself of.

As Wanda pressed herself closer to him, Tye's grip on her waist tightened, his fingers digging into her hips a bit to keep her close. He let himself get caught up in the taste of her lips , the wine they were drinking mixed with something sweet that made him want more. Especially as she nipped at his bottom lip which sent shivers down his body and causing blood to rush directly to his crotch. A small sound of protest left his lips as she pulled away but soon her lips were back on his skin, leaving heated kisses long his neck and jaw, and Tye lost himself for a moment in the feeling, craning his head back to give her more access as his breath quickened slightly.

closed starter for @amomentxofhappiness

[florxdexcerezos]

@amomentxofhappiness asked for a serving of the big boi

He had received a message that Prue might have been about to get into something. It came, quite handily, with a suggestion as to where she might have been. Now it was where Brett was. Tall, and menacing simply by having a plain expression.

"Miss Prue, what do you think you're doing?" He asked, even as he approached to come and retrieve her. Her chaos just simply wouldn't do.

[the-life-we-fear]

@amomentxofhappiness

'I wish we were able to meet on better terms.' Eve said as she across from the man. Her elbows rested on top of her desk, her chin fascinated comfortably in her palms. 'But it seems one of your men from the graveyard thought it was a good idea not to follow the rules of my establishment and hurt one of my girls.'

She tapped her freshly manicured nails along her skin, eyes locked on the man across from her. 'We have a no violence policy here at The Gardens. I expect all my clients to treat my flowers with respect. And since your man has skipped town...I had to reach out to you. To help me fix this problem.'

[thedevilsbckbone]

A small sigh left her lips as she moved to sit at the edge of the bed they had just shared. Her mug sat untouched between her hands and she glanced down at it's dark contents, watching as steam rose and then disappeared into the air. "Not to anyone but the others on the team... no real need for an alias when you're legally dead." She said once she glanced back up at him again, the corners of her lips tipping up slightly as she shook her head. She wasn't sure if there really was a way for the two of them to stay in touch -- what with their chosen careers that had them not only traveling all around the world but could also taken them out at any given time. It was next to impossible to be with someone like this -- and yet even with that knowledge she had gone and fallen in love with him.

"I don't know...." she said honestly. "Maybe we can come up with a system to stay in touch." She tried to think... if they set up a burner number for the other that they could keep in secret, at a secure location to be able to check up on the other or something of sorts. She shared the idea, knowing it was a risky one but it was at least something. Then he was asking if she had to go back to being a ghost again and the brunette let out another sigh. ""Yes.... but not yet at least." Moving one hand, she pat the spot beside her on the bed. "Come sit with me, please..." There was still an hour before she had to meet the others and Nadia was determined to spend every minute she could with him.

@thedevilsbckbone cassian & nadia

"How are we going to stay in touch? We can't use dead drops because we could be anywhere in the world. Do you have any aliases? I've kept mine and got a few more," Cassian offered before taking a zip of coffee. There was, obviosly, the elephant in the room: she was legally dea.d and he was a blac.k ops officer undercover and behind enemy lines 90% of the time. If something were toi happen to either of them, the other would never find out. "I could ask my handler to reachyou if--" he paused, there was no need to finish the sentence.

"You need to go back to being a ghost soon, don't you?"

[thxnymph]

CLOSED STARTER

Hiro laughed. "It's an expense I am willing to make." Hiro now pressed an icepack to the side of his head. As far as he knew, he only had minor cuts and bruises. He hoped there was no internal damage, as he really did not want to visit the ER. "Okay, just be careful. I feel like I got run over by a bus." The man groaned. Hiro had known Prue for a handful of years now, and even after all that, the woman never told anyone his secret. He appreciated that. It was difficult to find good people these days, Hiro counted himself lucky. "You doing okay?"

@amomentxofhappiness // cont from here