#amomentxofhappiness

[troublesomemix]

CLOSED || @amomentxofhappiness || dirty dancing for dorks ||

this place shouldn't be overwhelming. it was basically a vacation home for seniors. advertised as family friendly. but the last few days had been beyond a whirlwind. she had got herself caught up in staff drama, all for the sake of a girl like crush. steve shouldn't make her so weak at the knees, but she just couldn't help it. it was everything about him;; and she almost hated herself for it. feeling so helpless drowning in her mix of emotions, trying to keep a level head in front of him and the other staff.

despite several fantasies that had plagued her since arriving a few weeks ago, the redhead was frustrated at the man in front of her. both sweaty and breathing, from a little less exciting circumstances than her dreams. it spurred persephone on to lash out after hearing a passive comment she didn't agree with. “ i don’t know what else you want from me! i’m completely learning everything from scratch with no history in dancing what-so-ever, but here i am still. let me remind you that i’m trying to save your ass, when all i really wanna do is drop you on it! ”

[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.

[wrldofmyown]

@amomentxofhappiness asked: "would it make things weird between us if i kissed you right now?" || meme

God, Arya had been wondering when something like this would happen. Not very long ago Frank had been acting a tiny bit weird when she was getting ready for a date with some guy from a dating app; a date that went horrible too. For months she had been waiting and even considered making the move herself but when she'd try, she'd turn speechless. "Why don't you try and we'll see?"

[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?”

[florxdexcerezos]

@amomentxofhappiness - for Adam

Heavenly Made was no subtle being. With the bright red cursive store name above the door, the hand-drawn cupcakes framing the windows and the bright sunny yellow that coloured the building. Couldn't miss it. It was tastefully gaudy, and was so for a reason. The locals would whisper about beautifully hand crafted pastries and cakes, and nice coffee.

That would be where Adam found himself. In a fairly busy bakery, warmth rolling from the kitchens in the back, and mainstream pop playing unobtrusively on the speakers. Someone brought him his order - a redhead with wide, rounded glasses and a bright smile. "Hope you enjoy~" She flittered off someplace else.

Even the plate was lined with little cartoony cupcakes. Poking out from underneath the rim of the plate was a small piece of card. Unfolded, it read: "Good morning! Hope you have a wonderful day today, and that your day goes as planned! :) It's a beautiful day outside, so please make sure take some time to enjoy it and stay hydrated! Please speak to the waiter on the floor if there's anything else we can do for you! Happy to help! x"

[cxnsiglixrx]

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

[archxngxl]

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Veronica smiled. "As a matter a fact, he was." The vampire cast a fleeting glance at the corpse under her boot. He was a rapist, recently released from prison. Lord knows why, but he made the mistake of crossing Veronica. One thing led to another and now he lay dead under her heel. Veronica wiped some of blood off her mouth with the back of her hand, though she had perhaps lost herself too much in the feeding. Her hands were stained, her mouth and chin. It would take some time to clean it all.

Veronica was in front of him in a split second, though still kept a considerable distance. She never underestimated someone, never. "You're cute." The vampire teased, hands rested on her hips. "You're a hunter, aren't you?" Veronica suddenly questioned. "Not a very good one, I'd wager. Considering that I don't have a wooden stake in my chest yet."

[molinxsdeviento]

Hello and welcome! I'm Fibi, 35+ and EST+1. This is a new sideblog, and you can find my writing in @amomentxofhappiness (active) & @misunderstoodcreatures.(now archived) after a year and some i needed a change & decided to open this sideblog. for the time being there's only 5 muses that you can find in this link.

some groundrules taken with permission from a friend's blog: semi-selective, slow activity, multi-muse rper. I tend to reply on the weekends with scatters of responses throughout the week depending on my muse and how busy my work week was. Usually always around lurking so please never feel afraid to send me a message! I will not rp the following topics: inc*st, noncon/dubcon, gore, zombies, r*pe, and while I will write smut please note that this is not a smut-centric blog. I will also only rp with those who are 21+ and with muses that are also 25+ and use beta (if i can get xkit to work).

muses || wishlist || banned fc

[oldmcncy]

@amomentxofhappiness​

“You have three seconds to move out of the way before I call security. You’re blocking the sun,“ she muttered, not taking her eyes away from her phone as she typed.

[ofxinnocence]

Starter for: @amomentxofhappiness​

Starting a new job was never relaxed. Yes, Ayla had worked at several companies before as a receptionist but never at one as big as this law firm. The woman who had been showing her around so far and was going to teach her everything was nice so that settled Ayla’s nerves already. But the moment that the big boss - or at least who seemed like the big boss, if you went off the reactions of the people when he walked out of the elevator - had entered, made the nerves return again. “Is that Lu Yang?” She asked Laura softly.

[pcsitivibee]

positivity for misunderstoodcreatures : @misunderstoodcreatures / @amomentxofhappiness - Fibi is just the sweetest thing! She cares deeply for her muses, and puts her heart and soul into them. Every ship feels in depth and real!

[troublesomemix]

CLOSED starter || @misunderstoodcreatures​ || persephone & steve ||

it was just a simple little thing. it probably was a waste of her time and her resources, but she just didn’t care. he had come into her shop a few times, or passed it walking on the street, enough for her to pay attention. she had lived long enough to know when there was someone who peaked her interest. even if it was just a regular customer. the florist also had decided to try and push past her shyness, aiming instead for trying to get ways to make this tall dark stranger engage in conversation.  her little flower shop took up a small corner of the block, just her that ran it. simple enough. truth be told, in all their simple conversations, persephone really knew NOTHING about him. she wasn’t one for watching the news or reading the paper. why would she listen to the opinion of others as to what was important if she could just live it herself? he was just… really attractive. 

so what was this little sunshine to do? she started creating special flower bouquets for him.  coming up with ‘bogo’ on the spot deals or ‘thanks for walking by, here’s a lilac for you to brighten your day.’  the woman never sent love notes or anything like it, but she was determined to bring a small moment of happiness to those in the world around her. her days were endless, but that just made her long even more to encourage the people she passed by. including her tall and dark stranger. in her opinion, small moments added up to make a world of differences.  she didn’t knew if the flower was thrown away when he went down the next block, or instead was taken to someone else special in his life. no matter the outcome, the delusional redhead chose to believe that she was improving someone’s day just a little bit with beauty. she was in the middle of making more specific bouquets with a ‘WELCOME FALL’ theme as the front door dinged a new arrival. she grinned into the flowers, happy to see the one that was driving her curiosity. calling out a greeting, the soft spoken woman tied some flower wire tight before continuing to work and offering up gentle banter. “ needing anything specific today? i’ve even got a pumpkin spice themed bouquet for those autumn fanatics. or do you try and steer away from the basic white bitch stereotype merch? ”

[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

[ofmusingsxandmayhem-a]

C O N T from @amomentxofhappiness​ || Phil (X)

Rose stood, gun raised (even if she didn’t really need to use it) and aimed at the man, watching as the second man behaved in a way that could only be compared to severe distress. But it wasn’t that which had caught her off guard. No, what surprised Rose was the way the first man blatantly mentioned her attempt at compulsion. 

“So... You’re maybe not as clueless as you seemed...” Rose began, not lowering her weapon just yet, however. No used letting her guard down, just to be on the safe side. “Who are you? And how did you know about the compulsion?” Taking a few steps towards the manic man, Rose heard him babbling on about various crimes and incidents, causing her to raise an eyebrow. “Maybe I should be asking what are you instead...” 

[fadingfronticr]

— CLOSED STARTER. @amomentxofhappiness​

“Thank you so much for keeping me company,” Eileen said the words that had been in the back of her mind ever since Adam showed up. Of course, she had been wanting to see him again, she always did, yet the mere thought of asking him out made her nervous. Not that he made her nervous, even though he did - in the best way possible, but because she wasn’t sure how he felt and she didn’t want to assume things or to push him away. Moving her hands to the insides of her pockets, she let out a soft sigh, the cold of the night getting into her bones. “I know it wasn’t too much, but... I don’t know. Didn’t feel like coming alone this time.” she went on, trying to prolong their conversation the most she could. She wasn’t ready to say goodbye just yet. “Do you - do you have something to do?” she suddenly asked, a rush of adrenaline coming to her veins as she looked up at him, her hair moving softly with the wind. “Would you like to have a coffee, or maybe a beer with me?”

[haus-of-muses]

x -- @amomentxofhappiness​

It was a out-of-the-blue decision, Eliza packed up all of her belongings into the brim of her vehicle--after she did a lot of convincing to her parents and twin brother. She didn’t expect it to be so difficult to leave her hometown especially after the incident; But, she was sick and tired of her small, hometown community look at her with pity in their eyes. Her successful brother transferred enough money for her to find herself a place and survive for a couple of months. Before she drove out of town, she stopped briefly at the cemetery and said her goodbyes to her baby.

So, here she is sitting in a coffee shop, Eliza shielded her mouth to suppress a yawn, rubbing her eyes for a moment from her long travels. The brunette uncapped her ball-point pen and looked at the newspaper ads, she was on a hunt to find a studio for herself. Occasionally, circled the potentials before blindly reaching for her mug of hot coffee taking a well-needed sip, humming in satisfaction.