#laughter-in-the-night

[mmelete]

this is based on @skyloftian-nutcase's idea, where LU Legend becomes a painting, but the chain doesn't know/realize.

I might draw the rest of the chain reacting, we'll see. I felt like out of everyone, Warriors and Hyrule would be the most likely to deface a painting lol.

[beccawise7]

Fun Fact...

Cuddling in the arms of one you adore has been shown to increase serotonin levels in the brain.

Which helps with focus & releases feel good hormones that calm, relax, & make you feel happy.

In other words, cuddle to feel good!

Have great sex, then cuddle to feel great! ;)

~beccawise7 💜🖤

#themoreyouknow

[kazscrows]

Nobody:

Kaz Brekker:

[godmerlin]

Merlin 4x03 The Wicked Day

[personinthepalace]

POV: you’re Christian Borle glancing off stage right in Some Like It Hot.

From Kevin Del Aguila's instagram

[isitdonproof]

TMNT 2003 | The Christmas Aliens

Hey, hey, Case! Watch the tree will ya - we don't want it damaged.

[samijey]

Monday Night RAW 05/08/2024

[jadewritesficshere]

Would you rather

Eddie Munson x Reader

Synopsis: Eddie asks you a question late in the night (<1k words)

Contains: reader is not gendered, hypothetical questions, discussions of sex and oral sex (there is a reference to messy sex, specifically spit, but only one line and not in detail), clowns

18+only

You're laying on your side staring at the wall when his voice pierces the quiet. "Are you awake?" Eddie whispers in the dark. It's almost 2am. The last remnants of weed in your system should have made it easy to fall asleep, but not tonight. You roll onto your back and look over at him," Yeah?"

Eddie shuffles in the bed closer to you," Got a question." Eddie's hand lightly touches your arm, taps it a few times as if to make sure you were there, before retreating. His hand lays next to you, close enough you can feel the warmth. "It's pretty serious." He mumbles.

You can feel your heart beat faster. A pretty serious question could mean anything. Maybe it's about the Upside Down, maybe about your future togeth-

"Would you rather be considered the world's best kisser but be terrible at sex, or be the best at sex but a terrible kisser?"

You pause for a moment.

"That's your question?" You shake your head smiling. The bed shifts as Eddie presses his face into his pillow as if to hide," Nevermind, it's dum-" "It's not dumb! I'm just thinking." Your hand grasps his, squeezing it lightly. "Do i have time to make a pros and cons list?"

"Gut instinct." Eddie pokes at your side and you slap his hand away. "Clarification, does oral count as sex or kissing?" "Hmm," Eddie's brow furrows," I mean it's called oral sex right? So that implies sex."

"Oh then a terrible kisser and good at sex. Good for you and me right? Besides, what's a terrible kiss? A lil messy? You like that-" "Okay shut up!" Eddie slaps you with his pillow causing you to chuckle. Eddie shakes his head before returning his pillow to where it was.

"Now you get to ask one." Eddie's fingers tap out a rhythm against your interlocked hand. You hum, thinking deeply,"Would you love me if I was a worm?" "Thats not a would you rather!" "Okay, would you love me if I was a worm rather then a human."

"That's not- that isn't," Eddie laughs," Okay sure, uh, are you a human sized worm or a regular worm?" "Worm sized." "Do you keep your ass?" You both giggle at the imagery.

"Imagine a worm with just a huge ass," you gasp out," Do worms even have asses?" You both continue to giggle quietly, the bed shaking slightly from your laughter.

"Yeah. I would still love you. I just wake up one day and you've turned into a worm? No, yeah of course I'd still love you. Then I'd go and find the witch that cursed you. I'd galavant through the trees, singing songs of your beauty and our love. Once I find the witch, I'd fall to my knees and beg for them to turn you back." Eddie rambles on, weaving a magical tale of adventure.

"Where am I in all this?" You ask kicking his shin lightly. Eddie traps your leg in his," In my pocket. I'll knit you a little blanket. Wrap it around you. Make you a lil bed and-" You gasp," Like Slimey?" "Like Slimey." Eddie agrees shifting closer to you.

Your eyes have adjusted well to the darkness. You can see his hair going every direction. His lips are slightly chapped but still kissable. His tank top has shifted, showing off a scandalous amount of skin, tattoos, sparse chest hair, and his nipple.

"Would you rather fuck a clown or a mime?" Eddie whispers. "I already fuck a clown i fuck you." You bite your lip to hold back your laughter

Eddie's shocked gasp has you that laughter escaping. "That's it! We're done!" Eddie jokingly pushes away from you as you protest with an "I'm kidding!".

You scoot closer, grasping onto his bicep. You kiss his cheek and continue to murmur apologies. Eddie sighs loudly as he wraps his arms around you. "Calling me a clown," Eddie makes a noise of disgust whilst shaking his head.

Your laughter settles as you gaze into Eddie's eyes. Your noses are almost touching. You can feel the warm exhale of his breath against your face. Eddie kisses you lightly before looking imploringly into your eyes," No, but which would you rather fuck?"

You pause a moment to think. A grin starts to spread across your face," All I can imagine is you go to grab a clown's ass and it just makes one of those squeaky horn noises." Eddie giggles and then mimicks the noise, lightly grabbing your ass.

For whatever reason, it sets you both off laughing. Maybe it's the imagery. Maybe it's the fact that it's 2 am and you both are sleep deprived. Maybe it's the fact you both feel safe and comfortable to be yourself around each other. Maybe it's the leftover weed in your systems.

"Imagine-" Eddie wheezes on a laugh," you go to remove the underwear and as you remove it- wheeze- more just keeps coming. Like those handkerchiefs that never end." The laughter in the room grows louder.

You can feel Eddie's body shake with laughter as he holds you close. Your eyes well up with tears as you imagine Eddie doing a sexy lil dance, removing a pair of underwear from under his skirt, and more keep coming as he said.

A banging on the door causes you both to jump. "Will you two shut up, some of us are trying to sleep!" Steve's grumpy, sleep-addled voice breaks through the silence. "Sorry!" Eddie calls bashful. "Waking me up...got an early shift...need my beauty sleep..fucking fools..." Steve mutters, footsteps sounding as he walks away.

"I think he means fucking clowns." You whisper in Eddie's ear. A fit of giggles fills the air again as you lay in each other's arms.

[carebeardean]

cas saving dean is so legendary even outside of supernatural itself that I’m shocked as a first time show watcher how much it’s actually about dean saving cas.

dean is probably the first person to treat cas like a human being with a choice—dean, who doesn’t believe in angels, who’s been failed by heaven again and again, who has every reason to write him off entirely. he’s furious with cas for going along with the plan to destroy humanity because he believed better of him. and like some fucked up version of the velveteen rabbit, by treating cas like a person, cas becomes human

dean calls him cas, and it sticks. dean loves humanity so stubbornly, so fucking fiercely despite everything, that cas stops and looks, for the first time in millennia. he wakes up. he doesn’t have a choice, seeing dean, who’s tortured and been tortured for decades, refusing to give up on people. dean who should be broken, who should be lying down and never getting up, spitting at god and his angels with blood in his teeth, for strangers. for people who will never know his name.

imagine, loving so much angels slip down from heaven just to see. to understand. to touch…

[thirdity]

No man is great enough or wise enough for any of us to surrender our destiny to. The only way in which anyone can lead us is to restore to us the belief in our own guidance.

Henry Miller, Nights of Love and Laughter

[cherryskieszz]

Halloween inspired Lolbit!! 🧡💜🖤💚

[small-z24]

One-Shot: Baking Mishaps

Summary: 

Baking with Azriel doesn’t go quite as planned 

Word Count: 619

Warnings: None just fluff

The House of Wind was filled with the warm, inviting aroma of baking. It was a rare day off for the Night Court, and Y/N had convinced Azriel to join her in the kitchen for a fun, relaxed afternoon of baking. Despite his stoic exterior, Azriel had a soft spot for spending time with her, even if it meant getting his hands covered in flour.

Y/N laughed as she watched Azriel struggle with the measuring cups. "Az, you’re supposed to level off the flour, not pack it in like it’s a weapon."

Azriel looked up, a rare smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "I’m trying, but this isn’t exactly my area of expertise."

She stepped closer, gently taking the cup from his hands. "Here, let me show you." She demonstrated the proper way to measure flour, her hands brushing against his. "See? Easy peasy."

Azriel’s eyes softened as he watched her, his shadows swirling lazily around them both. "You make it look easy."

Y/N grinned, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "That’s because I’ve had lots of practice. Now, how about you handle the eggs?"

Azriel nodded, taking the eggs and cracking them into the bowl with surprising precision. "At least I can do this part right."

Y/N giggled, nudging him playfully with her elbow. "Look at you, Mr. Perfect."

Azriel chuckled, the sound warm and rare. "Only when it comes to cracking eggs, apparently."

They continued working together, mixing ingredients and sharing laughter. The playful banter and lighthearted teasing created a bubble of happiness around them, a stark contrast to the usual seriousness of their lives.

As they moved on to mixing the batter, Y/N noticed a smudge of flour on Azriel’s cheek. Unable to resist, she reached out and brushed it off with her thumb. "You’ve got a little something right here," she teased.

Azriel’s eyes twinkled with mischief. "Oh really?" He dipped his fingers into the bowl of flour and gently flicked some at her, a playful smirk on his face.

Y/N gasped, feigning shock. "Did you just—"

Before she could finish her sentence, Azriel flicked more flour at her, and she retaliated by grabbing a handful of flour and throwing it at him. Laughter filled the kitchen as they engaged in an impromptu flour fight, both of them covered in white powder within minutes.

"Truce! Truce!" Azriel called out, holding up his hands in surrender, his face covered in flour and his eyes shining with joy.

Y/N giggled, lowering her own flour-filled hands. "Alright, truce. But only because I don’t want to waste any more flour."

Azriel wiped flour from his face, his smile softening as he looked at her. "You know, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you this happy."

Y/N’s heart warmed at his words. "That’s because you bring out the best in me, Az."

He reached out, taking her flour-covered hand in his. "And you do the same for me."

They stood there for a moment, the world outside forgotten as they basked in each other’s presence. Finally, Y/N broke the silence with a laugh. "Come on, we should probably clean up before Rhysand comes in here and sees the mess we made."

Azriel nodded, still holding her hand. "Agreed. But I think we make a pretty good team."

Y/N smiled, her heart full. "The best team."

As they cleaned up the kitchen, their laughter and lighthearted banter continued, filling the House of Wind with a sense of warmth and love. And in that moment, Y/N knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, they would face them together, hand in hand, with love and laughter guiding their way.

[yeonbam]

joke in episode 7 preview: and for my next trick I will yearn so hard your heart will clench at the thought of my sorry little face for the rest of the week

[escespace]

Percival: Love is remembering that special person for all the good that they represent and not for the bad

Elyan: Love is giving even the smallest thing, even when you have nothing, just because that person is all you need.

Lancelot: Love is putting your loved one above your own desires

Merlin: LOVE IS THAT YOU SHUT YOUR MOUTH AND LET ME SLEEP FOR THE LOVE OF THE TRIPLE GODDESS. AS IF IT WASN'T ENOUGH TO HAVE TO BE IN THIS DIRTY AND UNCOMFORTABLE MUD

[deuynndoodles]

[id: two hannukah themed sketches featuring the main trio from danny phantom.

in the first, the camera is outside a window, looking into a cozy living room with the fireplace roaring. several menorahs lay on the windowsill. closer to the viewer, tucker holds a shamash and waves his hand erratically; sam laughs at him. an arrow declares that he's "on fire". further down the windowsill, danny floats in phantom form, lighting his menorah with ectoplasmic fire.

in the second, sam and danny sit on the floor, playing dreidel. tucker sits in a chair, watching them, eating a sufganiyah. there's a large pile of gelt in the pot, while sam and danny only have a couple pieces. a plate of sufganiyot and latkes sits next to danny. sam grins, ג (gimel) announcing her as the winner. danny looks at her, deadpan. end id]

happy hannukah!

[beccawise7]

I mean... It's one or the other...

I'm guessing option 2 is it! 😂💜🖤😂