laughter lines @laughterlincs - Tumblr Blog

open to all !! location // town square !

There was something nice about the cold. While Asher had grown up around the snow, it was different to this - the way he could feel the wind blowing in off of the ocean, even this far into town, the way the snow always seemed… more real. Purposeful. That might’ve been something special about Monarda - he never figured it out, but always appreciated it. He’d gotten himself a cup of coffee from the Little Bite after his shift that morning and made his way into town, sitting down on a bench that didn’t have too much snow accumulated on it yet, and just let himself relax, hands wrapped around his coffee, letting the cold nip at his nose. “Weather’s nice…” he’s not sure if he’s talking to himself or to a passerby - if someone chooses to respond, he’ll be grateful for the conversation; he’s learned from experience that, in this town, small talk can turn into something much more.

laughterlincs

“It is,” Miles agreed, having just passed by when he made the comment. “I’ve definitely had worse winters, and I’m not even from a particularly cold place.” He smiled, doing his best to turn a conversation about the weather into something more. He was good at that sort of thing, it having stemmed from his almost constant need to be around other people. “You know when you live somewhere and the air genuinely hurts your face on winter days when you have to go outside and do things? This isn’t like that, and I’m glad.” Usually, he would have picked a warmer place to spend the winter, but this decision hadn’t been so bad thus far. “It will be even nicer soon, I assume.”

#( convo: miles. )#( miles & asher. )

•18+ Adults Only

Watch Anya Live on Cam

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.

✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality

Anya is LIVE right now

FREE

Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming

legacyridley

FRANKIE RIDLEY HAD NOT expected, per sé, to assimilate perfectly ( or instantly ) into a quaint life in Monarda, for a purpose presently unknown and thus unachieved, but perhaps the social media founder had naively hoped that — three months post-panicked pre-birthday move that made her circle of ‘besties’ ( gross ) titter about avoiding a proper fortieth bash — her status as the local celebrity would, by the present time, be diminished.

This was precisely the point: naively, because her Zuckerberg-But-Better — a low bar, barely worth even trying to limbo under, but still — status hadn’t budged. She pulled her sunglasses slightly off her face after the most recent encounter, and leant on a wall as though to recuperate some semblance of social energy.

laughterlincs

Daniel had been sitting on a bench working on drinking a random coffee concoction he had made for himself. Turns out, it had sounded much better in theory than it actually was in practice, but he was determined to see it through. He had unintentionally witnessed the event and had stayed quiet, but now, watching her lean against the wall he decided to speak up. “Rough day?” He wondered, unable to tell if she would want to be spoken to or not.

He stays silent for a few moments, which is something he isn’t necessarily used to doing, before deciding to speak again, “you know, I was an actor once.” He says the words easily, but then catches himself, “not that I’m bragging- it ended badly- but what I mean is that with time people won’t notice as much anymore. This was meant to be hopeful.”

#( convo: daniel. )#( daniel & frankie. )

brvkenclocks

“what the hell do you do when your mother wants you to suddenly plan a family dinner for at least ten?” Pj asked aloud and to no one in particular. “I mean, four or five, one can handle.. but ten? absolute bullshit.” truthfully, she was looking for any escape, shoving her phone back into her pocket. she had four hours to either, A. figure out how to make a meal. or, B. run away and turn her phone off. she was hoping for the latter.

“don’t get me wrong, i love my extended family.. i just can’t be bothered to be surrounded by them right now. you know?” she sighed deeply, rubbing her hands over her face. “what do i do?”

laughterlincs

“i don’t know, i’ve never been in that situation. i don’t think i’ve ever made dinner for more than two or three people.” he said matter of factly, taking the time to think over some sort of logical next step. “i guess you could ask for help. or you could order all the food and pretend you made it. take out for ten people would be pretty expensive though, so that’s another thing to consider.” he was thinking out loud as he attempted to work his way through problem solving, “i could help you cook if you’d like. i’m not great but i can make it work. i am also good at taking instruction if you’re a great chef and just need me to chop up vegetables or whatever.” he made the offer easily, knowing that he didn’t really have plans. “or you could cancel... i think. i’m not really sure how families work, are you obligated to be around them?”

#( convo: miles. )#( miles & pj. )

tjoconnors

“can i help you with somethin’?” tj asked the other as he moved from the back of his van, pulling off his gloves as he shot a smile their way. “don’t mind the appearance, i promise i usually clean up a lot better than this. well, less mud at least.” the irishman leaned against the hood, his sunglasses now pushed up to the top of his head so he could properly look at whoever he had spoken to. “or, if i was hearing things – i got cold beers in the back that might make me feel a little less weird if i offer them out?”

laughterlincs

“i wanna say no,” he answers with a shrug of his shoulders. “the mud is understandable given what you’re doing. i think it would be weirder if you were perfectly clean right now.” he attempts to reassure him nonchalantly. “i could go for some beers, yeah, you just made my day. ” he nods his head, a smile forming on his lips. “how do you keep them cold though? is it ‘cause it’s cold outside or... can you have a mini fridge in a car- wait, no- the answer is that they’re in a cooler, isn’t it?”

#( convo: miles. )#( miles & tj. )

sin-tentional

KEN & –– || OPEN FOR ALL

he had forty more minutes left of his lunch break. a cup of tea grew cold as time unraveled and the cafe in town square bustled with clientele. the sounds of forks scraping against plates, would have grated his ears. yet he was zoned out, and trying to concentrate on the drawing at hand. Ken wasn’t an artist. he never really tried to be one. he could measure dimensions with a pencil on wood, and craft angels for square feet. his artistry, was typically in the shed building. perhaps that’s why he didn’t assume himself an artist.

but when the flashbacks would come unwillingly, the pencil moved itself. and rather than considering this action a medium, he felt like the medium. as if time used him for clues and cues in his environment. as if to speak something grander and more important than a cup of chowder.

because he was in the back corner of the cafe, he wouldn’t have realized that others could see that while he was focused on his drawing, the spoon in his saucer began to stir itself. in fact, he himself hadn’t noticed the magic until the sounds rounded at the rim metal cruising against metal.

“Can you believe it?”

“There are ghosts in this cafe.”

laughterlincs

Daniel had been coincidentally walking by the table on his way to find himself a seat when he noticed that the spoon appeared to be moving on it’s own. It stopped him in his tracks, his goal of finding a place to sit quickly forgotten. In the few years he had lived in the town he had noticed his fair share of strange things occurring, but it was still a little jarring every time it happened.

“Ghosts?” He said, taking a moment to process the potential explanation. He wasn’t sure if he believed that, but he did believe in ghosts as a whole and so it wasn’t too far of a stretch. “Those are some powerful ghosts, I think they’re called poltergeists. We should get one of those ghost hunter shows in here.” His expression slowly shifted from the look of concern at confusion to the more neutral expression he usually wore. “That would actually be cool. I’ve always liked ghost adventures, imagine if they came here.” He actually felt excitement at that idea for a moment and had to remind himself to relax. Things like this just happened all the time here, so either the whole town was haunted, or it was something else. On the other hand, maybe it was just that the whole town was haunted and that would make for a good episode. “Never heard someone’s first explanation be ghosts though. You didn’t even try to convince me it was the wind first.”

#( convo: daniel. )#( daniel & ken. )

•18+ Adults Only

Watch Anya Live on Cam

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.

✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality

Anya is LIVE right now

FREE

Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming

sin-tentional

HARI & –– || OPEN TO ANYONE

“I know I shouldn’t be out late at night–– but it was a very important date. WELL I thought it would be. And was it worth missing reruns of Tayshia’s season of The Bachelorette? No.” she puffed her lips out in a pout Zayshia would for ever go down in history as THE couple the process works for. if only she could hurry up and get her big break in reality tv and find her bachelor on ABC. “It wasn’t. The man I met was named Harry. Can you believe it? One of my old college friends thought she’d be hilarious and set me, Hari, up with a Harry.” it’d have been something if he were at least a PRINCE.

she grabbed the top bridge of her nose in exhaustion as she groaned in yet ANOTHER failed romantic connection. at this point she couldn’t count the amount of rejections she’d run into. “Before you go laughing at me, you should tell me what you’re doing out late tonight too. I don’t think it’s safe for either one of us, you know?”

laughterlincs

“Sorry to hear that. Just for clarification, was the only problem that he was named Harry, or was there more? Not that I would judge you if it was the only reason, I just really love bad date stories. Well, who doesn’t? That is, if you want to share, no pressure. There’s problem a website or app to read those on. I’ll add that to my list of potential hobbies.” He rambled on, raising his eyebrows in interest as he spoke.

He paused for a minute to think over his response before shrugging, “you see, the thing is... I didn’t even realize it was late. I was just wandering around enjoying the night air, so this is the first I’m hearing about what time it is.” He did that a lot, often getting lost in whatever he was doing and losing track of time. It usually went fine though and he knew he didn’t have to be at work early tomorrow, so it would probably go fine this time as well. “Also, is there a streaming service that let’s you watch the bachelorette online? I haven’t ever really watched it but I love reality tv and there are a bunch of seasons of those shows, so...”

#( convo: daniel. )#( daniel & hari. )

TASK ONE: CHARACTER QUESTIONNAIRE

#( task. )#( task: daniel. )#( task one: daniel. )

TASK ONE: CHARACTER QUESTIONNAIRE

#( task: miles. )#( task one: miles. )#( task. )#im so late

xemptywithyoux

status: open location: outside of the little bite

this was arguably the best part of his morning: sitting outside under the few rays of sunshine that started to peak through the winter’s harshness. he sat on a table outside of the cafe, not the chair, the table, on top of it, pulled out his pack of cigarettes and lighter for later, and prepared himself for the first sip of coffee of everyday. sander had to have coffee before he could actually feel human. it was two different people, before and after a decent cup of caffeine. and so he did, taking the first sip with his eyes closed as if he were about to kiss somebody… and immediately spat it back into the cup. he burnt his tongue. of course this would happen to him. he had a mild freak out then, sticking his tongue out as if the cool windchill would relieve him, and then he turned around and realized he wasn’t alone. “you saw nothing–” he said with a little lisp in his speech, since his tongue was still hanging outside of his mouth.

laughterlincs

daniel was a little late to his shift, a fact which meant he was arriving at the cafe just in time to see what happened. he laughed, but when he was spoken to he forced the smile off his face. “this is normally the part where i would say something like, saw what? but i guess that doesn’t really work in this case.” he shrugged, “so i guess instead i’m just going to ask if you spit it out because it tasted bad, in which case i can make you a new one if you give me a couple of minutes. or if it’s because it burned you, which i can’t really help with. also, you probably won’t be able to taste things today, so that would be unfortunate.”

#( convo: daniel. )#( daniel & sander. )

solitaryspirits

“And then he tried to tell me that Skittles were somehow better than M&Ms, so I was like, ‘You must have Skittles for brains if you think their whole taste the rainbow slogan is actually good. I mean, rainbows are just water vapor, so they’re basically trying to market Skittles as being colorful water?’ And I didn’t even get into those weird commercials where people eat Skittles and get that weird candy-chicken-pocks. Why would you want to eat something that makes you sick? But he retweeted me with, ‘The only reason people buy M&Ms is because they think the green one is hot,’ Which, first of all, gross,”

“…And secondly, what about those commercials where the red one has to save all the others from the rocket ship? But I didn’t point that out. I…may have chosen some other select, not-so-nice words and…got myself locked out of my account for the next three days… Anyway,” Annabelle took a breath. “My whole job is using my phone to post stuff but the app on my phone isn’t even working now which…is why I just need to take a little quick sneak peak at your phone. Pretty please?”

laughterlincs

“Didn’t they also have a commercial about a giant animate tube sock? Every single Skittles commercial seems like some weird dream. I guess it works for them though, if people are willing to argue for Skittles being better than M&Ms.” He said, the look of confusion clear on his face as he spoke. Her words had raised a lot of questions in his mind. “I know you kind of explained it, but it’s a lot for me to process how an argument about candy got that heated,” he admitted with a slight shrug of his shoulders.

Regardless of his statement, he found himself reaching for his phone anyways. He held it out to her in offering, “you’re not going to get in a fight from my account though, right?” He asked, but there was a teasing tone in his voice to communicate that he didn’t really think that would happen. “I wouldn’t know what to do without social media. It’s just so convenient to have an endless stream of content to consume. It’s nice that you were able to make a career out of it though. Do you enjoy it?”

#( convo: daniel. )#( daniel & annabelle. )#food mention tw

•18+ Adults Only

Watch Anya Live on Cam

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.

✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality

Anya is LIVE right now

FREE

Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming

magical-desc-deactivated2021042

open to everyone

“Oh hi,” Emery said as he heard the door bell ding as the customer came in. “So glad to have you here is there anything I can help you with?” He said in his best professional voice with a customer service smile, since no one had come in for the first half of his shift he’d been glad to finally see someone join him. Granted he was glad to see anyone even if they weren’t a customer, especially if they had a pet with them, because more likely than not he’d be allowed to pay for them.

laughterlincs

daniel thought over the question for a moment before turning to the other, his head already nodding. “i think so,” he said after a few moments of that. “i’m looking for a book that will make me love reading again.” he chuckled, a small smile on his face, “no pressure.” he got more serious for a moment and raised his shoulders in a nonchalant shrug, “seriously though, it’s alright if that’s not possible. i just have more time on my hands than usual and remembered that i used to love reading. so any suggestions you’ve got will be great. i’m open to most genres, but i would prefer shorter books to see if i can get back into it.”

#( convo: daniel. )#( daniel & emery. )

socialmxsfit

open to anyone !!

at this point lynx was fairly sure that he spent more time staring out the window of the little bite than actually working; the commission dropped in his inbox a few hours ago, written in a very polite manner by a young teen, asking for a hand drawn portrait of their beloved family cat, called toodles. the name still had him smiling to himself, alongside the picture of the cat with his tongue sticking out, displayed on his laptop’s screen, yet he couldn’t get himself to start working on it - as if all of his inspiration suddenly evaporated, leaving him with no thoughts and his head empty. he was idly doodling in his sketchbook, lines and shapes and other little things, until the scritching of pen on paper turned into unpleasant scraping that almost felt like claws ripping into his brain; of course his pen had to run out at the worst possible moment, without him having another one on himself. fucking great….

so he finally turned away from the window, looking around to pick out someone to bother with his bullshit; his gaze finally settled on someone on the opposite corner of the cafe, who seemed to have a few seconds to spare, leaving all his belongings behind, he approached them, nervously picking at the sleeve of his hoodie. “hey, sorry… hi, do you have a pen i could borrow? just for a few minutes, i swear i’m not gonna run off with it.”

laughterlincs

miles had been sitting in the café for a while, not really doing anything in particular as he took his time drinking the coffee he had ordered. a coffee he was pretty sure would be cold the next time he bothered to pick it up and take another sip of it. oh well, he clearly hadn’t been that invested in the drink. instead, he repeatedly found his focus shifting out the window, eyes appearing glazed over as he zoned out. he wasn’t even thinking of anything in particular, simple things like the weather at the moment, or what his plans for the day were going to be. nothing requiring any careful thought, but he still remained lost in it.

when they spoke, it startled him at first, although it really shouldn’t have been a surprise to be spoken to in a public place. especially in a town as small as this one, where he already knew a lot of people despite only residing there for four months. “uh...” he trailed off when he zoned back in and registered that he had been asked a question. he shifted then, moving over to search through the backpack he sometimes carried while running errands on foot. “i might,” he said as he started to search through it. he genuinely wasn’t sure if he would, as the only thing he ever really found himself writing were things like grocery lists so he could remember what he needed while he was out. by some stroke of luck though, his fingers closed around something that felt like a pen and he pulled it out with a celebratory expression on his face. “would you look at that, i do have a pen.” he said, his tone a little more enthusiastic than was warranted. he held it out to them in offering, “you don’t have to return it. i buy those multipacks from dollar stores whenever i need pens," he was smiling good naturedly, “so i’m not emotionally attached to it or anything.”

#( convo: miles. )#( miles & lynx. )

valtsv

why must i "make sense"? is it not enough to have thoughts, incomprehensible and unhinged?

#( musings: miles. )

heavenscnts

#( visage: daniel. )

[AVAN JOGIA | TWENTY-EIGHT | HE/HIM | MAN] if it isn’t DANIEL MISTRY ! you know, DANI ! they’ve lived in monarda for SIX YEARS. some people say that they’re OUTGOING & LAIDBACK, but that they can also be NON COMMITTAL & DETACHED. last i heard, they were working at THE LITTLE BITE as a BARISTA ! i’ve also heard the rumor that they’re a HUMAN. if you’d ask me, they remind me of WAVES CRASHING ON THE SHORE, CHIPPED NAILPOLISH, GUITAR STRINGS BEING PLUCKED ! i wonder what monarda’s got in store for them today!

#monardaintro

•18+ Adults Only

Watch Anya Live on Cam

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.

✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality

Anya is LIVE right now

FREE

Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming

[JACOB ELORDI | TWENTY-THREE | HE/HIM | CIS MAN] if it isn’t MILES ALDAN ! you know, MILES ! they’ve lived in monarda for FOUR MONTHS. some people say that they’re VENTURESOME & DETERMINED, but that they can also be GUARDED & UNPREDICTABLE. last i heard, they were working at THE MONARDA CAFE as a WAITER ! i’ve also heard the rumor that they’re a HUMAN. if you’d ask me, they remind me of LONG DRIVES, LOUD MUSIC, LATE NIGHTS ! i wonder what monarda’s got in store for them today!

#monardaintro

Trending Blogs

Last Seen Blogs

laughter lines