#Tickling Your Funny Bone

[weatheredpoetry]

To The Trolls I Don't Pay Your Toll

Ratty tatty tap tap tap, haters be dancing like fly’s on crap. You’re better than the haters and I think they are jealous they are not spoiled brats. Instead the best they can do is be ugly trolls expecting you to pay their toll. Well the bridge is burnt and the trolls are stone. Trolls turn to stone in the morning light and ashes can’t hold up to the mornings breeze. Like the big bad wolf I huff…

[infriga]

Started watching The Fall of the House of Usher, and I'm only 2 episodes in so far but my main thought is that Roderick must have like rainbow sperm or something cause all of his kids are level 99 queers.

[fluffychubbydragon]

Pun Very Much Intended

I have been granted access to people who like Sans, and therefore puns. And now I'm going to make it ALL OF Y'ALL'S PROBLEMS! In the good way.

Muwahahahahah~

[common-houseplant]

@couldnt-think-of-a-funny-name I've scrolled past 3 times thinking it was a post of yours that just blew up. Can you confirm or deny if this is an Eileen (TM) type interaction? Need to know why I was so readily to accept that it was.

amazing text from my mom

[tickleinvaforums]

What tickles your funny bone means website link: Click on this website link to learn what tickles your funny bone means.

[puzzled-pegasus]

help i cant stop laughinb at All I Want For Christmas Is My Two Front Eyes from moral orel 💀💀 ive been wheezing for like 3 hours 😭😭😭 whyy

[weatheredpoetry]

Wise Old Owl

Wisdom doesn’t live on the tip of an owls wings, it comes on a gush of wind that knocks you down. An owl just stairs and watches you fall. That’s a hoot!👀🦉 ©️ 2023 By Amanda D Shelton

[wordsaladsenpai]

The maggots are going to have amazing real estate in my eye sockets.

[garlickt]

my skeleton is speaking to me today. she groans and pops and cracks. she's doing such a good job.

[eebies-your-deeby]

*on my knees, the block button aimed at my face*

please sir, I beg of you; I swear, I swear I’m not one of those soulless machine people, who wear profile masks of unattainable beauty, deigning to offer favors of a carnal nature whilst failing to speak the language of man!

nor am I yet another refugee of the Great Reddit Revolt, where moderators and users alike connive in acts of malicious compliance against their corrupt sovereigns, who’ve dirtied their hands with the blood of countless third party apps…

nor am I a survivor of the Twitter Massacre, which is only another in the great list of crimes committed by their tyrannical jester-king, who brings ruin to any touched by his foolishness…

no, I am none of these things, for truly, I am like you!

like you, I was there, I was there before the great erotica purge that brought sorrow to all our genitalia, I was there during the heated discourse years of Steven Universe, I was there as our artists weaved the impossible tapestry that was Goncharov, I was there, I have witnessed.

yet I must confess, unlike you, I have committed a great sin. for through all these things, through all these years, I have done.. nothing.

I am no bot, nor am I an escapee of the lost platforms, but I am something far worse: a lurker.

but sir, if you have it in you to believe that one could change, that one could awaken one day and decide to refuse to continue living the way they had been for too many years, then I beg you, sir, let me into this digital space, let me prove myself to be a worthy potential mutual… and perhaps one day, if I’m fortunate, maybe even a friend.

*likes your selfie*

*gets blocked anyway*

[grimgiggles]

I have NO context for this but this is the most Terry Pratchett-esque shit I have seen since PTerry died and I am just. Inspired. Awed. Moved. Crying a little???

I can't believe that the most involved, footnote-laden world building I've ever done for a fic takes place in a Monsters Inc sex universe where monsters fuck furries for electricity and the human world's America is under a Marianne Williamson presidency where she draws tarot cards to decide policy

[gay-dorito-dust]

Do you think Mr. Crawling would like watching and listening to rainfall 🥺?

Yes absolutely he would, though not before trying to drink the rain first.

Mr crawling would be curious of the rain, like really curious, and would at first flinch when he felt something wet touch his head before feeling it again as more followed after in rapid succession. He would naturally look to you for answers and safety as he rushed to your side, feeling more protected already from whatever had touched his head.

‘It’s rain sweetheart.’ You say softly as you run your hand through his hair when you saw him pat it, as though searching for the raindrops that dropped on his head.

Mr crawling then looks at you with curiosity and confusion. ‘Rain?’ He asks with his head tilted to the side like a puppy.

You smiled. ‘Yes, rain.’ You stuck your hand out to collect some raindrops on your plan to show Mr crawling before pointing upwards towards the sky above you both that was cloaked in grey rainclouds. ‘Water from sky.’ You added as you watched Mr crawling look intently at your palm before licking the raindrops off of your hand, leaving a trail of his saliva behind, which you wiped off on your coat when he wasn’t looking; You honestly didn’t know what to expect but that certainly wasn’t one that came to mind what is ever.

‘Water!’ Mr crawling cried as he rushed back outside just as it was pouring it down, tilting his head back and opening his mouth wide enough for rain to fall into, uncaring of the fact that he was getting drenched by the minute. ‘Water!’ He gargled.

‘Mr Crawling!’ You exclaimed as you rushed out after him, draping your coat over his cold and soaked form, making sure the hood covered his head protectively from the onslaught of rain, jot bothered with the fact that you were now becoming soaked to the bone. ‘Let’s…go inside and watch the rain there instead yeah?’ You asked but mr crawling only looked at you, his mouth still open and gradually filling up with rain water as though it were a bucket. ‘Inside,’ you pointed back towards your shared home, ‘watch rain.’ You then pointed towards the sky.

Without any words Mr crawling swallowed the rainwater and rushed inside and into the warm apartment that waited for him, making his way to your bedroom and perched himself to the window, opening it slightly as he watched the rain eagerly while he was most likely soaking the bedding beneath him. You didn’t care about that fact as you followed after him at your own pace, grabbing a nearby blanket and draping over yourself as you joined him on the bed, watching the rain through the slightly open window as the soft pitter patter allowed for a calming feeling to overcome the both of you.

‘Rain. Pretty.’ Mr crawling said softly as he cuddled closer to you as you draped your blanket over his shoulders, thankful for the fact that it was big enough to engulf two grown adults with ease before kissing the side of his damp head, smiling. ‘The rain is pretty.’ You replied as you rested your head against his shoulder, fully knowing that you’ll both probably be sick in the morning but for now you’ll enjoy this moment between the two of you while you could.

‘You. Prettier.’ Mr crawling then says as he nuzzles his face into your head, purring softly in your ear as he peppers you in tender kisses, making you relax further against him. ‘You prettier too.’ You murmured as you kiss his shoulder as he purred louder at the sweet affection given to him. The cold air drifting in from the window didn’t do either of you any favours but neither of you cared enough about that as you were bundled under your blanket, watching the rain as it continue to pour and people scatter for cover, something that seemed to have tickled Mr crawling’s funny bone as he giggle to himself and made you smile in response.

Everything was quiet, it was peaceful as you and Mr Crawling sat in comfortable silence as you both continued to watch the rain together, however everything was so quiet and peaceful that you ended up falling asleep against Mr Crawling, all the while he remained determined to watch the rainfall in it’s entirety. Rain watching had soon become Mr Crawling’s favourite thing to do.

[jjunberry]

ateez! when you don’t say i love back

pairing! ateez x reader

genre! fluff, humor

synopsis! you tease your boyfriend by not saying i love you back

wc! 700

hongjoong! didn’t notice at first. he says it quite often so maybe you just didn’t hear him? overthinks it. had he done something to upset you? goes out of his way to add i love you any chance he gets. you find it funny. however after the third sigh and his pout somehow getting bigger you cave. you get up from your spot on the couch and kiss his cheek. “i love you.” you said. hongjoong could have screamed. your giggle gave you away. he chased you down and attacked you in kisses, being sure to say i love you after each one. you of course said it back.

seonghwa! literally heartbroken. “i love you.” he said kissing your cheek. “i’ll call you later.” you left the apartment. seonghwa stood there dumbfounded. he didn’t remember upsetting you, or forgetting anything. opens the door with his shoes half on and his jacket hanging on one shoulder. you’re standing there giggling then he gets it. “baby why.” he whined. you kissed him softly. “you’re so cute, i love you.” he grinned finally hearing you say it.

yunho! stares at you blankly. no way did you just kiss his cheek and leave and not say it back. starts going through the day trying to figure out what he did to upset you. was it because he ate the last bag of chips? you said it was okay. his mind is running a mile a minute. once you come back and see his pout you lean up and kiss it away. “love you.” he sighed in relief before pulling you into a bone crushing hug.

yeosang! looks at you with raised eyebrows. “you forgetting something?” he asked. you shook your head. “no i don’t think so.” you chuckled. he sighed. “i love you, now say it back or no cuddles tonight.” he smirked. you grumbled. “you’re no fun but i love you too.” you said. yeosang smiled and and kissed your cheek.

san! is to stunned to speak. there is no way. the boy follows you around the house saying it until you finally cave. “i love you.” follows you to the kitchen. “i love you.” waits outside the bathroom door. “i love you.” sits next to you on the couch. “i love you.” he says for the twentieth time. you groan before caving. “i love you too.” san cheers and kisses you. “see baby that wasn’t so hard.” you just rolled your eyes and smiled.

mingi! looks at you expectantly. you look back at him. “go on.” he makes a microphone with his hand. you just smile and kiss his cheek before trying to walk away. mingi is quick to scoop you up. “i said i love you.” he said into your neck leaving kisses. you giggle as he starts to tickle you. “oh my, stop it stop it, i love you too.” he finally releases you. “don’t ever do that again.” he said. you could only giggle.

wooyoung! throws a fit. no way. it’s mandatory you say it back. “excuse me did you forget something?” he asks. you blink. “i don’t believe so.” you answered. “i don’t believe so,” he mocked before stomping up to you. “i said i love you.” he placed his hands on your shoulders before shaking you back and forth. “i love you.” he said again. you giggled before wrapping him in a hug. “i love you too.” he smirked. “you’re obsessed with me.” you punched his arm. “goodbye.” he chased you as you ran.

jongho! is unbothered. he knows what you’re up too. “goodbye jongho i’ll be back soon.” you kissed his cheek. “bye love you.” he said before returning his attention back to the laptop. you held in your giggles before not answering. jongho didn’t say anything as you left. a few minutes later you stomped back into the apartment with a frown. “baby you didn’t even notice.” you pouted. “i knew what you were doing.” he kissed your cheek. “can’t have any fun.” you grumbled. jongho just laughed at your behavior and failed prank.

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author’s note! i’ve been listening to a lot of ateez lately and got inspired so i wrote this <33

tag list! @jjunieworld @304files

love, echo ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪

© jjunberry

[alastor-x-reader-stories]

"Bite Me" - Alastor x Reader - Part 2

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You....really shouldn't have bitten Alastor.

It was a threat, yep, and the guy did need to learn his actions had consequences, but...er. Was that really worth this?

The Radio Demon had practically been your shadow for the past week. His expression never changed, his tone never shifted. You were like, 90 percent sure he was thinking of the best way to kill you for maximum pain.

Pain wasn't good. You were allergic to it.

...That line usually got a chuckle out of whoever heard it, or in your case, whenever you thought it. However, this time, it didn't quite tickle your funny bone as it usually did.

Because Alastor was standing right there.

And staring at you.

In your goddam bedroom.

"....Hi." You said, chewing on your bottom lip.

Alastor's gaze darted for a second to your lip, then back to your eyes. And he said nothing.

"...Did you need something?" You said.

He continued to stare at you, unblinking.

You sighed "Listen, if you're going to kill me can you just hurry up already? I'm sure it beats how awkward this is."

Other than the slightest twitch of an ear, he still didn't respond.

You huffed, narrowing your eyes as a growl permeated through the air. "At least say something!"

He didn't.

"OKay, fine!" You snapped, throwing your hands up in the air. You crossed them over your chest with a pout, giving Alastor a mean side-eye. "Keep standing there doing nothing. I guess I could use a new hat rack anyway."

"...You don't have any hats?" He said, tilting his head to one side.

"I'll get some so I can justify having a hat rack." You said, tail flicking.

"Mhm... So, how sincere is this threat?"

"What?"

Alastor straightened his posture, taking a couple long strides to stand right at your bedside. "You make a lot of threats, my dear. And I've only ever seen you carry 1 out."

"Usually people listen to me." You said, rolling your eyes.

"So you've never actually follow through before?" He tilted his head to the opposite side than before. His grin seemed to stretched a bit, ears becoming less stiff.

"Does that make you happy?" You said, turning to face him "That you're the first idiot who made me actually do something?"

From how he practically beamed you can only assume it did. You sighed, flopping down onto the bed on your side. The intent was to ignore him until he got bored and went away or got sick of you and killed you.

Instead you found a shadowy tendril wrapping around your middle, rolling you onto your back. Alastor grinned down at you, his body a perfect 90-degree angle bent at the waist.

"I'm the first one you've bit?"

"...Yeah?" You said, raising an eyebrow. "I mean. I think I bit people when I was little and pretending I had rabies, but not really intending to hurt them..."

His grin widened. "How did I taste?"

...

"What."

"I want to know. How did I taste?"

Oh right he was a cannibal. You grimaced internally. Was that just something cannibals got giddy about? 'Hey I'm the first person you've eaten hurrah!'

The tendril around you gave a firm squeeze. You sighed and met Alastor's crimson eyes, giving him a flat look of your own.

"Dry and tough- like badly made jerky."

He laughed. "Well, of course! You bit into my jacket! Silly creature, you."

"....Well, you asked."

"That I did, that I did." Alastor hummed. He tilted his head too far to one side, leaning in closer to you "Would you care for a taste without my jacket?"

"No." You responded curtly.

The silence was palpable. Neither of you broke eye contact or changed your expressions for several moments. Those moments seemed very, very long.

His eye slowly twitched up and his ears dropped ever-so-slighty-

"Hm. Well, it's not like you'd manage that anyway."

"Probably not. Are we done?"

Another beat of silence passed before the shadows tendril dissolved into mist and Alastor was standing up straight again.

"Now, I wouldn't say this matter is done, but I suppose it could wait."

You sat up, staring at him. The more you stared, the more his eyes couldn't seem to decide on what to focus on. Was he...nervous?

That encounter didn't go anywhere else significant. He simply said a farewell and left you to your own devices.

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Your eye twitched as you took a long, deep breath.

Alastor was being so horribly, horribly annoying.

The last couple days he resumed his role as your shadow, but this time solely with the task of irritating you. He'd chew loudly, he'd step in an off-rhythm on purpose, he'd claw the surface of things you couldn't stand the sound of and it made your ears hurt and your jaw ache from how much you were grinding your teeth.

You had enough.

"Will you LEAVE ME ALONE!?" You snapped at him. He didn't so much as flinch, simply tilting his head and he leaned closer to you.

"Or what?"

"I'm going to shove your hooves so far up your ass you'll be coughing up horseshoes for a week-"

"I'm a deer, not a horse." He said, eyes crinkling up in amusement at your 'threat'.

You hissed out an agitated breath before taking a couple deep, long breaths and you felt your jaw lax (a little) and your temper die down a bit.

"...Yeah, you're right." You said after a moment "And I'm sorry. I didn't really have much of a reason to snap at you like that."

His eyes narrowed and you couldn't be bothered to wonder why. You said a curt goodbye and meandered off, feeling his eyes trained on your retreating form. You couldn't be bother to think about that, either.

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Hi it's me the writer. Letting you all know that this is not planned in the slightest and i'm just winging it. No smut will happen EVER though because I don't wanna write it. So kindly look elsewhere if that's what you want. I will put a poll here though with considerations for potential next installment

[raksh-writes]

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(Im SORRY but this is the only thing that came to my mind when I saw this 🙈😭)

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