#I'm working on the barista!dreamies

[ddejavvu]

Hii hope you’re doing well, I was wondering if I could request a criminal minds blurb where reader is Penelope’s best friend and they’ve met for lunch in a cafe near Quantico, and reader is telling Penny about this new guy she hooked up with a few nights ago, reader tells Penny how big the guy was and then a few minutes later Spencer walks in and reader is like “P omg that’s the guy!!” And gestures towards Spencer who’s the only person ordering at the counter? I just feel like Penny would be equal parts both shocked and horrified that her sweet innocent boy Spence has a sex life but also that he’s HUNG?? I literally love you and all your Spencer works and I feel like you’d write this perfectly 🫶🫶

this post is 18+, minors dni.

Penelope is absolutely enraptured by the play-by-play you're murmuring to her over the low din of the cafe's patronage. The whirring and grinding of the machines behind the counter only further aid in your attempt to keep your conversation private, and you can smell sweet strawberries on the bubbly blonde when you lean in to give her details.

"And he reached for his fly- ooh, Penny, the way his arms looked," You gush, remembering the thick veins that had corded his bone while he'd wrestled with his belt, "He whipped his belt out of the way, and- stop!" You urge her when she wriggles her brows at you, "He took his pants off, Penny, and I swear to god I've seen thighs thinner than that dick."

Her resulting squeal is much less hushed than you'd managed to keep the rest of your conversation, and you swat at the arm that's not holding her coffee. She gets the message but resorts to stamping her feet beneath the table instead, a repeated clicking that blends in much better with the mechanical whirring of the baristas' handiwork.

"He was so thick, and Jesus- Penny, he was long, too, just big all around," You recall, insides throbbing with a phantom ache at the memory of what you'd taken last night, "I swear he had me seeing stars," You sigh, glancing down at the pale pink ring of lip gloss around the mouth of your cup, "I'd beg him to come over again tonight, but I think I need a week to recover."

"A week," She breathes dreamily, "I could barely feel the last guy I had."

"Oh, I could feel him," You laugh, "It's like I still can, I'm pretty sure he bruised- oh fuck!"

"What?" Penelope's brow dips instantly, concern etched into her pretty features, "What's wrong?"

"It's him," You grip her hand, nails digging into her skin, "It's the guy from last night!"

"Big dick dude?" She asks, and your frantic nod confirms her theory.

She tries to be subtle, bless her, when she turns to see him, but when the only person that she sees standing in line for a drink is her coworker, her brain chugs along slower than normal.

Where's big dick dude?

Oh, Spencer's here!

I don't see big dick dude.

Spencer is-

You're not sure even the most talented actor could ever recreate the sheer horror swimming in her gaze when she turns to face you again. Her eyes are blown wide and her mouth, lined in a pretty fuchsia paste, is downturned in a grimace.

"Please tell me you're not talking about the skinny mess in the sweater vest."

"That's exactly who I'm talking about!" You gush, trying to avoid his gaze lest he thinks you're trying to follow him around, "Penny, isn't he dreamy?"

"That's- oh my god," She recalls your descriptions, thicker than thighs, longer than you've ever seen, "I have to resign."

[thezombieprostitute]

Tech Tuesday: Steve Rogers

Summary: It's only your first day on the job. That's way too soon to have an office crush. Right?

Warnings: None at this time. Please let me know if I missed any!

A/N: Reader is female. No physical descriptors used.

Part 2

Tech Tuesdays Masterlist

Don't stare at his ass. Don't stare at his ass. Don't stare at his ass. Your internal mantra had changed from this morning as Steve from IT helped you set up your work laptop. It didn't help that he was currently plugging everything in underneath your desk, his ass just begging to be smacked. It's not like he'd see you ogling him, but your coworkers would.

Then again, some of them had definitely given appreciative looks so maybe they wouldn't judge if you let yourself stare a little?

Steve is suddenly out from under desk and on his feet, cancelling any further moral dilemmas about staring at him. Now you're wondering how such a large man can move as quick and graceful as an acrobat.

"That should be all the network, power and accessories plugged in," he tells you. "Would you please log into the laptop and we can double check?"

You nod as you sit in your chair. You type in your credentials and start testing things out.

Steve leans in close to you, looking over your shoulder, "would you be willing to right click on this icon here?"

His words barely register because you're caught up in feeling the heat emanating from him. You try to take a calming breath and do as he requested.

"Are you okay?"

"Umm...yes?" Your voice sounds shaky even to you.

"Oh, geez," he blushes as he backs away. "I'm so sorry about that. I'm...I'm not always the best judge of personal space." His hand rubs the back of his head and you're practically melting at how adorable he looks with reddened cheeks.

"It's okay," you're quick to reassure. "It just caught me off guard, is all." There's an awkward pause between the two of you before you turn back to your laptop, "so it was this icon, right?"

"Yes," Steve eagerly jumps on the change in topic. "I just need to check some connection settings, make sure you're connected and that the VPN isn't interfering."

Steve gets back to the cubicle he shares with Bucky and lets out a dreamy sigh as he sits. Bucky looks at him with a furrowed brow and he feels himself blushing again.

Before he can get back to work, Pine knocks lightly on the cubicle wall. "Steve, how did setup for the new employee go?"

"It was pretty standard," Steve nods. "I double checked that all of her systems were working and she was able to log in to the needed programs."

"Excellent," Pine nods. "I know it was very unexpected, so thank you for being willing to take on the task."

"Not a problem," he smiles.

Pine leaves and Steve turns back to his computer. He tries to get back to work but is stopped by Bucky.

"That explains all the blushing," Bucky teases, a small smile at the corner of his lips.

Steve feels the heat rushing to his face again. "I don't know what you're talking about," he grumbles.

"Sure you don't."

"It was nothing but doing my job."

"Whatever you gotta tell yourself."

A minute of silence passes before Bucky asks, "so when are you asking her out?"

Steve scoffs, "when you ask out the barista you keep visiting."

Bucky glares at him, "I just prefer their coffee to the swill they have in the break-room."

"Oh?" Steve raises his eyebrows comically high. "For someone who watches their budget, you're sure paying a lot of money to the latte tax."

"I watch my budget so that I can indulge in it," Bucky growls.

"So we're agreed," Steve says. "There's no romantic interest for either of us."

Part 2

Tech Tuesdays Masterlist

Tagging @alicedopey; @darsynia; @delicatebarness; @ellethespaceunicorn; @icefrozendeadlyqueen; @jaqui-has-a-conspiracy-theory; @late-to-the-party-81; @lokislady82 ; @peyton-warren @ronearoundblindly

[toomuchracket]

barista matty… bluetooth vibrator while he’s on shift w the remote and you’re in cafe… maybe…

oh my GOD your mind. you coming into the shop after work and just waiting until closing to go home for dinner with him, and as he hugs you hello he whispers "got you a present. d'you want to go and put it on for me, bunny? it's in my locker", and you KNOW because of that nickname he's Up To Something. but tbh you're in the mood, so you agree, and you find the new vibrator you had ordered together last week; you wink and nod at your man when you come back through into the shop with his hoodie on and your book, and as he brings you over a fruit cooler he's discretely like "not a sound, alright? can cum all you want, but only i get to know about it". and he's EVIL with it, turning the vibrations off and on again at random, and leaving it constant on full power while the shop is at its busiest - you actually lose track of how many little orgasms you have, soaking clean through your tights, but you do as you're told and stay silent the whole time. only when matty's waved his colleagues off with a "go, have a nice night, we'll lock up" do you just let out a sob, and he just scoops you up and kisses your head like "oh, my darling, i'm so proud of you. took that so, so well, perfect girl. i know you've been through a lot, bunny, but have you got one more in you? just for me? wanna fill you up, give you a treat for being so good for me?", and you sniffle but nod like "please, sir, need you"; neither of you last very long - you're so overstimulated that you're soaking matty within seconds - but you feel a lot better actually having him inside you instead of the toy, and even more so when he stays inside you and kisses you calm afterwards. once you and the shop are clean, it's home to yours for some dinner, a nice bath, and lots of cuddles to sleep. dreamy <3

[mimisempai]

Entitled to happiness

Summary

The day after their first date, a slightly dreamy Crowley is left to run the coffee shop for an hour, and one of his first customers is the bookseller, who happens to be his lover.

Notes

The barista and the bookseller enjoy their new relationship... with a dose of meddling friends.

On Ao3

Rating G -  1309 words

"Earth to Crowley, Earth to Crowley!"

Crowley was cleaning a table that customers had just left, and for the umpteenth time this morning, his thoughts had wandered to the bookshop and especially to its owner.

He wasn't the overly sentimental type, but when he thought back to the night before, he couldn't help but wonder if it had been real. For the evening had exceeded all his expectations.

He turned to Nina and said sheepishly, "Sorry."

"Oh, don't apologize, it's rather sweet."

Crowley sighed, "My reputation is ruined." 

He approached the counter and Nina shook her head, "Don't worry, nobody has a reputation on Whickber Street, we like to meddle in other people's lives, but it's always good-natured."

Crowley nodded and replied, "I might have noticed that."

"Actually, I was wondering if you could run the coffee shop for an hour, I have a problem with a supplier I need to meet."

"You trust me with the coffee shop?"

Nina looked at him confused and asked, "Yeah, why?"

"Well, I haven't worked here long and I'm not the kind of person that people trust like..."

"Bullshit! I don't know who you've worked with before, but if they haven't seen your qualities, they're idiots. It didn't take me two days to see what you're capable of. So do you accept?"

Crowleey nodded and replied, "Of course. Thank you."

"Idiot, it's me who's thanking you."

Moments later, Nina left the coffee shop while Crowley served a customer who had entered shortly before.

After the customer left, the barista turned to wash his hands when the doorbell rang. 

He turned to greet the new customer and couldn't help but let out a small gasp of surprise as Aziraphale had just entered the coffee shop.

"Good morning, Crowley."

Crowley replied, trying to remain professional despite everything, "Good morning."

Once in front of the counter, Aziraphale looked right and left, then leaned over and whispered, "I was wondering if you had another break and if we could..."

Crowley shook his head.

He saw the disappointment that immediately appeared on the bookseller's face as he began to stammer, "Oh, sure. I assumed that... But maybe you don't want to and..."

Crowley cut him off and said gently, "I'm alone for an hour because Nina's gone. But I can take half an hour when she gets back."

"Oh... Oh! Well, all right."

Crowley went on, "If you want, I could come by the bookshop."

With a twinkle in his eye, he added, "It'll be quieter that way."

Aziraphale nodded eagerly and replied in a breath, "I missed you."

Crowley was about to reply when he was interrupted.

"Is this a coffee shop or the latest flirting spot around here?"

Aziraphale turned to see Rosie enter, a slight mocking smile on her lips. He turned to Crowley and said, "See you later?"

Crowley nodded and mouthed, "Nothing could stop me."

Smiling broadly now, Aziraphale headed for the door, waving goodbye to Mrs. Sandwich as he passed.

Crowley took the lead and asked, "Good morning Rosie, what would you like?"

"A cappucino and..."

Rosie took a moment to think before replying, "A good dose of gossip."

Crowley shook his head and turned to make the cappuccino.

His new friend asked, “Am I to take it that last night was satisfying?”

Crowley turned and handed her the cup for the money and replied, "I don't see how that's any of your business, but yes, it was."

Another customer entered, so Rosie winked at him and said, "I'm happy for you. Sincerely. Have a nice day, Crowley."

That was new too. 

People rejoicing in his happiness. 

Though, after she left, Crowley didn't have time to think about anything until Nina returned, because the coffee shop remained busy.

There were still a few customers waiting when she returned, so she helped Crowley serve them, and when the last one was gone, she took the dishtowel from the barista's hand and said, "Good job. Take a break, you've earned it."

"Thank you. Can I...?"

He glanced in the direction of the bookshop and Nina chuckled before replying, "Go ahead. Loverboy."

A few moments later, with two coffees and a plate of Eccles cakes in his hands, he was standing at the door of the bookshop. He didn't have time to knock before the door opened to Aziraphale.

The bookseller ushered him in and motioned for him to place the coffee and cakes on a small sideboard.

No sooner had Crowley set down his load and turned around than Aziraphale had his arms around his neck and pressed his lips to his.

Crowley didn't resist, responding to his lover's kiss with the same enthusiasm. 

They continued kissing for a few more moments, cakes and coffees forgotten on the sideboard.

As they parted to catch their breath, Aziraphale tucked a strand of hair behind Crowley's ear and, resting his hand on his lover's cheek, asked softly, "Have you been well since yesterday?"

Crowley leaned his cheek into his lover's hand and replied tenderly, "I've never been better. "

He lightly pecked Aziraphale's nose as the bookseller replied, "Neither have I."

Then Aziraphale pulled back and said, "Come on, let's not spoil your break."

Crowley licked his lips and replied, "I don't think it's spoiled yet."

Azirapahle chuckled slightly, then grabbed the coffees and cakes, and together they headed for the sofa.

As they sipped their coffees, Aziraphale asked, "So Nina let you run the coffee shop for an hour?"

"Yeah, I know it's surprising. I mean, she trusts me."

"That means she thinks highly of you. Why do you look so surprised?"

Crowley put down his coffee and replied, "I'm not used to this kind of attitude toward me."

Aziraphale took Crowley's hand and brought it to his lips, kissing the palm before saying softly, "But you deserve it."

Unable to resist his lover's gentle gaze, Crowley drew him closer, capturing his lips in a tender kiss. 

Once again, the kiss lingered, coffee and cake once again forgotten, this time on the coffee table.

"Hum hum, is this a bookshop?"

They parted like two children caught with their hand in the jam jar, turning their heads in the direction of the voice.

Aziraphale exclaimed, "Muriel!"

"Hello, you two."

They started to get up, but Aziraphale's colleague raised their hand and said, "Don't mind me, I'm going to the back room."

Muriel started to walk away, then turned around in front of the door and said, "But next time, lock up, or better yet, get a room."

"Muriel!"

Aziraphale's exclamation was met with a chuckle as the door closed on his cheeky friend.

They both laughed, then Crowley's expression turned serious as he asked his lover, "Are you okay? About people knowing? I'm new here, but you..."

Aziraphale shook his head and replied, "I'm more than okay. I have no intention of hiding. I have no intention of hiding the best thing that's happened to me in a long time."

"You mean me?"

Aziraphale laughed softly, "Don't look so surprised. Yes. You."

He cupped Crowley's chin, ran his thumb over his lover's lips before kissing them tenderly.

Both aware that Crowley would soon have to get back to work, the kiss remained soft and light, but no less full of emotion.

When Muriel arrived at the cafe later that afternoon, they were surprised to be offered a hot chocolate on the house when Crowley winked at them and said, "To make up for earlier."

Muriel replied softly, "There's nothing to make up for when you're the one responsible for my friend's happiness."

Crowley watched them go, a little touched and once again grateful that fate had brought him to this street.

For the first time in a long time, he began to believe in happiness again, and more than that, that he was entitled to it.

_________

Still not beta'd

Still not my native language

Still hoping you'll enjoy this story  🥰

Still thanking you for bearing with me 😝

The barista and the booksellers series : here

Ineffable Husbands masterlist : here

[ningningsdream]

the villain in your story | part thirty

word count: 0.1k

MONDAY MORNING

"mmhh.", you hummed, woken up by mouvements by your side.

"morning.", jaemin's raspy voice greeted you.

"mmmh-orning.", you replied. jaemin sat up, rubbing his face a few times and taming his messy hair, "you're going somewhere?"

your sleepy voice just wanted to make him lay back down and wrapped you in his arms once again but he did make a promise to jeno, "i'm going on a morning jog with jeno."

"this early? where?"

"just around the neighborhood. wanna tag along?", he asked, even though he was sure you'd rather stay in the warm bed.

"mmh, sure, why not."

"really?", he exclaimed, taken aback by your reply.

"yeah. gotta work on my cardio.", you said, sitting up and rubbing your eyes and face.

main masterlist | tviys masterlist

pairing: fem!oc x barista!jaemin, fembarista!reader x barista!jaemin

genre: fluff, angst, suggestive, barista!au, sns au

summary: girls' code prevents you from liking the guy your friend likes right?

a/n: im so busy with school things these days, im rushing to end my last project, but don't worry i have many chapters written ahead already ;)

taglist: [@glamourizz @rinrinslovebot @nctzennikki09 @moonjobf @hiqhkey @calssunflower @donghyuckster @vianna99 @kookiedesi @baehaechannie @nshimura @thiccfullsun @dear-dreamie @neobowlingshoez @jjaehmins @liliansun @bythe8 @hyuckrec @dearlyminhyung @ohmygs-blog @hoeshi17]

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[snowball-doie]

mark being super hesitant to take reyna out (when she's a toddler) but eventually works up the courage to do it, albeit at a time where he assumes that not many people will be about. well, he assumes wrong and a bunch of papparazi/fans end up spotting him 😭😭 honestly i just love seeing mark stressed

i went a little bit of a diff route w this- my b (also this is so not canon bahahahahaaha)

reyna wasn't feeling well after jaehyun brought her to the office : ( poor thing was laying on the couch in the dance room, she was beginning to run a temperature, she had a little bit of a cough. honestly, if jungwoo had been there that day, he would've freaked out IMMEDIATELY and called an ambulance.... but it was just jae in the recording studio, and mark and hyuck were rehearsing with the dreamies. "i gotta take her home," mark said after he realized he couldn't focus with how sick she was getting. after jungwoo, mark was the one most worried about reyna getting really, really sick again..... so he decided to take her home and give her meds. if it got any worse, then they'd go to the hospital. hyuck pressed the back of his hand to her forehead. yup, she was getting warmer. "i'll see you guys at home in a bit," he told her and mark before giving her a kiss on the top of the head, then mark carried her out of the room.

mark figured it was okay to take her home suddenly. the boys always brought her to the office without any trouble.... he could pull it off too. while waiting in the lobby, he called for a kakaotaxi to pick them up from the office so they wouldn't have to take the subway-- "what the fuck?" why was a taxi going to take 20 minutes to get to them? fuck..... it was still the only option, but.... shit. mark sighed. there was a cafe under the building, next to the store and the gordon ramsey restaurant. maybe mark could get a coffee for himself and a treat for reyna. it was getting late, most people were on their way home already, there shouldn't be a lot of fans wandering around the area since the store was about to close up. besides, a quick run to the cafe never hurt anyone.

down in the cafe, as expected, the area was quiet. the baristas who knew idols frequented their business weren't shocked when mark entered, but they were a bit caught off guard by the kid sleeping on his shoulder.

"i'm babysitting," he lied with a laugh. they giggled back at him. picking out his card with one hand and holding reyna in the other, he ordered his coffee and her cookie to go.

when it was ready, he thanked them and left the cafe, and as he turned the corner to go to the escalator that would take him back up to the building, he found himself face-to-face with a large group of fangirls. some looked like foreigners, others looked korean. whatever the case, they looked like they were all friends, and they all IMMEDIATELY recognized him. phones were whipped out within an instant, taking pictures and videos of him holding reyna while he tried to hide her face and beg them to let him through. they were just so loud and excited. reyna started waking up in his arms... and she was coughing some more.... fuck.

"sorry, guys, i have to get her back to her parents before i get in trouble." he was smiling and trying to be charismatic-- but they wouldn't move.

"dad," reyna whispered weakly, only loud enough for him to hear before she coughed some more.

more adamantly, mark pushed his way through without a smile. "excuse me, guys. thanks." he headed upstairs in a hurry, balancing his daughter, his coffee and her cookie, and trying to dig his phone out of his pocket to see how far away the taxi was. just around the corner. thank god.

"ARE YOU AN IDIOT?!!!!" ahri scolded once he got home. jungwoo was already giving reyna her meds while johnny was calling the doctor to see if they needed to bring her in; but ahri was freaking out about how pictures and videos of mark and reyna were circulating around the internet. most people were finding the clip of him saying that he needed to get her to her parents, indicating that she wasn't his, but others didn't see that or care-- they were coming up with all kinds of things, and now the execs were blowing up mark and hyuck's phones. so while mark was getting chewed out by ahri, hyuck was having to deal with the company.

"i'm sorry, i'll never, ever do it again, ahr, i promise, im so sorry."

doyoung gives mark a reassuring side hug.

"you can take her with you, im not saying you can't," ahri explained more calmly before taking a seat on the couch. "just dont be stupid and take her out in public like that. especially where you can run into fans."

mark nodded. it made sense... she was making sense...... he understood why she was upset, and he knew that he fucked up. it scared him too, and he was worried about the tweets and rumors flying around the internet-- but the good news was that most of his fans were using the one clip as proof that she wasn't his, so he was mostly in the clear, which meant that people would eventually forget about it aside from occasionally using the pics as "dad!mark inspo" on pinterest boards

[cceanvvaves]

barista; i.ny

(moved to isanggayfrog) warning: swearing

Nayeon very nearly screamed when her gaze met yours through the glass window.

The afternoon sunlight fell across your face, enhancing the mesmerizing hue of your eyes. A lopsided smile was plastered on your lips, your laid-back posture exuding a distinctive friendly aura. Blushing madly, Nayeon inhaled sharply and spun around, hoping that you didn't see her - which you definitely did - when Jeongyeon gripped her harshly by the shoulders and forced her to face you.

"The hell are you doing? Get in there and do what Nayeon does best."

"What do I do best?" Nayeon demanded, crossing her arms and struggling not to look at you.

"Flirt. Hurry up, I didn't come here just to see you give up!"

"But Jeongie," Nayeon whined, looking very much like a tantrum throwing toddler. "What if they don't like me? I'm too boring and annoying and ugly for someone like them-"

"Ugly?" Jeongyeon repeated incredulously. "Who are you and what did you do to Nayeon?!"

The older girl glared, afterward sighing in defeat. Jeongyeon felt bad, so she put a hand on her friend's shoulder. "Hey, I was kidding. I'm sure they'd love to hang out with you. You're - ugh, I can't believe I'm saying this - fun."

Beaming, Nayeon threw her arms around Jeongyeon. "Awww, you're so sweet, Jeongie," she cooed. The taller girl pushed her away and scowled.

"Okay, okay. Now get in there and don't fuck this up, Im Nayeon."

Nayeon nearly fainted when you spoke.

You watched as the girl you'd been watching finally entered your little coffee shop. Making your way around the counter, you greeted them in a friendly manner.

Nayeon's heart started beating erratically once she was right in front of you. It seemed as if her heart wanted to jump out of her chest and come to you instead, so she took a deep breath to compose herself. Inside, she was screaming profanities. You looked so approachable, it made complete sense on why you worked in a café. The warmth in your eyes was welcoming, like a freshly baked piece of bread. Your presence was energizing like a hot cup of caffeine-filled coffee. Your uniform - a white button-up with beige pants and a brown apron - only accentuated your features.

The scent of freshly brewed coffee lingered around you. And when you spoke - Oh, gosh, Nayeon thought. Save me.

Your voice was as smooth as honey, like music entering Nayeon's ears. She started wondering how there could be a person as perfect as you.

"Hey!" You greeted, wiping your hands on your apron. "I was waiting for you. My shift ends in about 10 minutes, though, so do you want something before then?"

Jeongyeon eyed the chocolate croissants on the display. "I'll take a couple of that."

Chuckling, you nodded. "I see you've found the chocolate croissants. One of our best-sellers, actually. Good taste!"

Nayeon watched as you assisted Jeongyeon, who'd pretty much bought one of every pastry your shop had to offer. A dreamy expression overtook her face, interrupted only when Jeongyeon walked past, clutching a paper bag and munching on a croissant. "Bye, Nayeon! You can handle this, you're a big girl. I'm gonna go bring these home."

Before Nayeon could protest, Jeongyeon ran out the door. She didn't want you to think she'd decided to ditch you, so she simply scoffed and rolled her eyes.

You'd finished serving the last customers. The clock had struck five, meaning it was time for your break. You flipped the sign on the door and took a seat before Nayeon. "So," you started, nervously playing with your fingers, "first impression?"

For some reason, Nayeon found this funny. She laughed, causing you to crack a smile. "I like you already," she said.

Maybe a bit of the backstory. Nayeon had gone on an online dating app, mostly for fun, but also because she was curious about what she'd find. She found you, swiped, and the two of you started talking. Eventually, it became a mutual liking, and today was when you two had decided to meet-up face to face.

Somehow she'd formed a crush on you through the messages you sent, always making sure she was alright and healthy. And now that she'd seen you in real life, it just gave her more reasons to like you.

You, on the other hand, felt the same way. You would never have expected to start liking someone online, but anything was possible. You'd gone on a dating app because, with your flexible and always-changing life, you wanted something permanent.

"Do you, maybe, want to go on a date sometime?" you asked timidly, avoiding her eyes. She found it cute how you had both a shy and confident side. "I'd like to take things slow, get to know each other a little better, before we do anything more serious. Is that alright with you?"

Beaming, Nayeon agreed. She was willing to wait for someone like you, excited for the memories she hoped you'd spend together.

And when you reached across the table and held her hand, she had a lot of hope for her future.

note: idk man, might as well post my stuff

[golden-rats]

Coffe And Kisses

As promised, a short sweet fic. Don't expect any spectacular writing. My brain is hazy from the meds.

Pairing: Copia x GN!Reader Warnings: For once none, this is pure fluff Words: 1014 Can also be found on AO3 HERE

"Amore, for me?" Copia looked at the small cup you placed in front of him. His eyes getting wider and sparkling as he noticed the shape of the foam resembling one of his little pets. You were still learning but you had talent when it came to coffee art. Smiling as you looked down on the foam rat floating on top of the cup. Jiggling whenever he moved it.

"I hope it fits your taste Papa.." A nervous smile tugging at the corner of your mouth. His gloved hand reaching out to take yours. Softly stroking his thumb over the back.

"How often do I have to say that? Please, call me Copia." Right. You weren't in the ministry. This was a date. A date he asked you out on. "And I'm sure if it's made by you, it will be the most wonderful." He always did that. No matter what it was about, he praised your skills and gave you support in any passion you had.

His own lips curled into a smile as he watched the slight blush washing over your cheeks. Nothing but adoration in his eyes. His features so soft, innocent. Every look into his face fills you with an intense feeling of home. In these moments everything is okay. When you’re with him, the world can’t hurt you.

Still holding his hand, you sat down on the other side of him. Having brought your own cup. It was to your advantage he suggested meeting at the place you’re taking the barista course. It fit nicely with the time after your work in the ministry. And they let you use the machine whenever you came by. Plenty of opportunities to show off a little and impress your Papa. His praise felt so good. It was genuine.

“I apologize tesoro, I didn’t have much time for you recently. Rest assured I yearn for you every waking moment we are not together.” A chuckle escaped your throat. Copia had his way with words. It was adorable.You leaned over to peck a quick kiss on his cheek. “It’s alright. I never expected you to have much free time anyways. With you being.. you know.”

It was a weird thought. Looking at it from the outside. This sweet and gentle man, silly at times, supposed to be the head of this satanic church basically. You had to admit though, without his face paint and papal robes, he looked like a whole different person entirely. It was as if he switched roles. Having two personas. Well, it had to be this way. He somehow had to manage this position. Couldn’t present himself the way he would wish to. So it made you more than happy you could be there to distract him whenever he could just be himself. Not Papa Emeritus IV. No pope. Just Copia.

“You are so patient with me. How did I deserve such a sweet little Pasticcino. Ah I must be the luckiest man on earth.”

“Just earth?” You joked. Giving his hand a light squeeze before letting go. His smile spoke more than any words ever could.

You saw the struggle in his eyes. Thoughts racing. Not wanting to ruin your art but also knowing he can’t keep it forever. Also you made that specifically for him, it would be rude to not drink it, right? His expressions shifted ever so slightly as he guided the cup to his lips. Excitement, nervousness bubbling in your chest. Hoping he will like it.

And he did.

Humming satisfied. His gaze on you with newfound love. As if he’s falling for you more by the second. Discovering something new about you moment after moment. Finding new reasons to adore you. Keep you. Cherish you.

Neither of you had to say anything. The silence growing between you wasn’t uncomfortable. You could enjoy it with him by your side. A mutual understanding.

Digging into your pastry, decorated with fresh, vibrant colored fruits. The sweet swirls of whipped cream on them. Thoughtful eyes watching you. Letting out a dreamy sigh. He made you shy at times, being so observant.

Smiling, you picked up another piece, lifting your fork and reaching out. Copia blinked once, twice. Then understanding what you were implying. Leaning forward a little, he opened his mouth. You knew he had a sweet tooth. And you wanted to spoil him for his well deserved day off. Feeding some of your baked goods to him, you couldn’t contain your own happy grin this time. Turning it into a poorly suppressed giggle. Some of the cream found its way onto his upper lip.

You quickly flicked your thumb over it, licking it off. It caught him off guard. Now it was him blushing. Burying his face in his hands as your laughter continued. He loved the sound of it. Loved when he could be the one making you express it. Peeking out between his fingers, you averted your eyes. Minding your own business again. A few more chuckles letting your shoulders rise and fall.

“Cuore mio, I can’t thank you enough for the kindness you treat me with. You heal me in more ways than you possibly know.”

He never let an opportunity go by where he could sneak in some words of affection. Being very verbal about it. Open. Rather than letting actions speak, which he still did at times, he was a man of words. Sometimes you had the feeling as if he was scared you would forget he loves you, if he didn’t remind you at least daily. It was his love language. Be it sweet words or notes left for you. Thoughtful conversations in the dim library. Nightly discussions under the endless shimmering firmament that take way too long. Enjoying the sunrise while you’re at it.

He was your happy place. He made you feel whole and like you belong. It was all worth it for him.

You were his happy place. You made him feel loved as he is. Without having to hide. It was all worth it for you.

[angstbotfic]

Fic Stat Meme

Rules: Give us the links to your fic with the most hits, second most kudos, third most comments, fourth most bookmarks, fifth most words, and fic with the least words.

(kinda-sorta tagged by @rowark)

Most hits: The Truth Always Comes Out at 77,002

Summary: In which Emma and Regina pretend to be dating because it gets Henry back into Regina’s life even without his memories and then find they kind of mean it.

(my season 3B rewrite. )

Second most kudos: also The Truth Always Comes Out at 2,520, so i'm going to plug True Love’s Near-Miss, with the most kudos (2,554). it's pretty damn close!

Summary: Henry slips Emma a potion to bring her together with her true love, thinking it’s Neal. It’s not.

Third Most Comment Threads: The Senator 263 threads (627 comments).

Summary: United States Senator Regina Mills meets barista Emma Swan, but DC is no place to be in the closet.

Fourth Most Bookmarks: The Senator again at 327. so our replacement is #3, Working Late (355).

Summary: Based on the prompt: Regina is in her office having a few drinks by herself and sexually frustrated since she hasn't had a good lay since the EF; Emma is patrolling and sees the light on in Regina's office and decides to go investigate.

Fifth Most Words: The Truth Always Comes Out. again. at 29,312. so instead i'll point you to The Ak’tephari Prophecy (97,365 words)

Summary: Mercenary Emma Swan joins the city guard and embarks on a forbidden romance with Princess Regina. Then the wheels of destiny begin to turn and they get caught up in saving themselves, and the world. Sword and sorcery AU.

Least Words: all my many many drabbles.

Swan Queen

Survivor (100 words)

Incredible Heterosexuals (100 words)

Heat (100 words)

Second Chance (100 words)

Anticipation (100 words)

Cider Says (100 words)

Joyride (100 words)

Sacrifice (100 words)

Handsy (100 words)

Dancing Around It (100 words)

The night of our dear Savior's birth (100 words)

Regina Licked . . . (100 words)

Run, Baby, Run (100 words)

Safe and Sound (100 words)

By the Way (100 words)

Feline Friend (100 words)

In Living Color (100 words)

Regina gets a Spanking (100 words)

Heart of Ice (100 words)

Didactic (100 words)

Dressed to Kill (100 words)

She's so dreamy (100 words)

Leg Hair (100 words)

Whimsical (100 words)

Quickie (100 words)

Clingy (100 words)

The Sext Files (100 words)

Tangled Up (100 words)

Reflections (100 words)

A little bit goes a long way (100 words)

Dragon Queen

Hunger (100 words)

Counting Stars (100 words)

Burn (100 words)

Anything Could Happen (100 words)

Sock it to me (100 words)

Warm and safe and loved (100 words)

Dragon Swan

Burned (100 words)

Red Warrior

Ruby's Snack (100 words)

Orange is the New Black

Playing Softball (100 words)

The West Wing

Spanks for the Memories (100 words)

[deceptive-daydreams]

first of all, i dont think you can go too far with an au (i mean... look at me... i would be without a blog if it wasn't for farfetched aus)

but now back to the topic at hand.

i only read that one post you just wrote about barista!eddie and I'm already obsessed. he's the kind of person that only drinks the blackest of black coffee (or a hot chocolate, but don't tell anyone), but would happily make you anything you asked for.

he would cover his apron in patches because fuck company policy, and he'd nearly cry if you ever gave him one. like, watch him call in for an early lunchbreak, just to come back with the patch being stitched sloppily right on over his heart, and carrying the biggest smile on his face for the rest of the day.

if you ordered anything with your drink, like a croissant, he'd pick out the nicest for you, and cut you an extra large slice of cake, and the little shit wouldn't even be subtle about it. "extra sweet slice for my extra sweet [insert nickname]" + wink.

That's what I was kinda thinking like you can do any au you want like whos making the rules??? No one!!!

Ok moving on...

I am....kicking my feet and giggling omg stop I can't he's too cute. HIS PATCHES?! HIM SEWING THE PATCH ON IMMEDIATLEY!? I can't do this he has my whole heart.

AND THEN HIM BEING SO GOOEY GIVING YOU EXTRA CAKE AND TOTALLY FLIRTING. He would for sure just fucking stare at you from behind the counter with his big ole dreamy doe eyes as you drink your coffee. Then you catch him and HE ACTS ALL SHY ABOUT IT. LIKE MY DUDE YOU WERE JUST OUTRIGHT FLIRTING TWO SECONDS AGO.

I'm imagining him trying to do some cool trick to show off while he makes a drink as if he's a bar tender (he's such a loser omg) and it just doesn't work and now there's coffee everywhere, some of it is in his hair and you're just watching like what an idiot but like a cutesy idiot.

[toomuchracket]

and OMFG ex barista anon here AGAIN but i have my own little espresso machine setup at home. so imagining barista! matty having its own setup and making you little shots of espresso and putting them in the little cups so you can try all the different types of espresso he likes. and him getting you favorite syrups so he can make you your usual at home and bring it to you in bed. DYING over here

omg my fuckass brain immediately went to "pottery painting date where you both do multiple espresso cups to keep at home when you move in together" but that's another thought in itself. but YES he does a little at-home tasting event even before you're as together as that, maybe when you're absentmindedly like "i really should try the different roasts when i'm in the shop i just don't know where to begin" - he sets that up practically immediately in his kitchen and talks you through each one and he's just such a dream!! and him having all your favourite coffee ingredients and bringing it to you in bed, leaning across you to set it down on the bedside table and kissing you deeply on his way back to his own side, interspersing sips of your drinks with more kisses and matty going "this is the only way to drink coffee. m'gonna have to find a way to sneak kisses at work while we're drinking them now", him giving you his t-shirt because you're cold and you taking the opportunity to snuggle into his bare chest and him kissing your head and it's just such a cosy morning despite it being cold and a bit rainy outside but neither of you care because you have each other GOD this is so dreamy <3

[zhongrin]

psspsps rin I thought I'd share a funny story w you abt training for my new job at the cafe

so my manager had me come in after close to just...make sure I'm up to speed w everything, which resulted in her making a coffee for a control test, her brother who owns the actual building making a coffee w caramel in it to show that a good base just amplifies whatever flavors u add to it and then me having a go.

this is at 7pm, each of our coffees contain 2 shots, and ofc to get a good baseline understanding, we're all sitting here drinking these test coffees yeah?

to say this moth was fucking pinging off the walls by 8pm is an understatement ehehehehe

hsldfjklsjdlkfjsd oh dear i really hope you managed to sleep after all that lol

your new job sounds like you have a great manager!! hopefully great coworkers too? i hope you've been enjoying it so far <3

working in a cafe is... honestly kind of a dream job for me shdfljskldf i really really wish i could take a barista certification one day, save enough money to open a cafe, and work there occasionally while balancing it out with freelancing while managing a household *dreamy sigh*

[ningningsdream]

the villain in your story | part twenty three

“what are you guys doing?”

minjeong, jimin and you were occupying the largest table at suhturday, so concentrated on your research that you barely noticed the people around you until jeno came by your table.

“we’re planning a trip.”

“a trip? exciting! can we come?”, jaemin popped out of no where with the spray to disinfect the tables and a rag.

“you don’t even know where they are going?”, jeno nagged at his friend.

“we’re going to gangwon do.”, jimin said, eyes still focused on her laptop screen.

“when?”, jaemin asked, leaning into your side to pick at what you were doing on your laptop.

“during the two weeks suhturday closes so in a few weeks. but looks like we’re only going one week because none of those airbnbs are available two weeks and, these prices are high as fuck.”, you answered, checking the details of a house you just clicked on.

“oh, that one is nice.”, jaemin exclaimed, talking about the place you were checking out.

“i know right? but the price though… most of the houses are for large groups of people.”

“how about we join the three of you? it’ll be less expensive if we’re five. like this house, if for three to six people, same price if you’re three or six, so if we come with you, the price will be divided by five instead of three.”

“i don’t know you but i love saving money. i’m not against it.”, minjeong said, looking over at jimin and you for an input on the suggestion.

“why not.”, jimin nodded, already doing the math in her head.

“the more, the funnier.”, you added.

“alright!”, jaemin clapped his hands together and finally turned to his roommate, “so what do you think?”

“oh wow, thank you for asking my opinion on this.”, jeno said, sarcastically, “but i’m down, sounds fun.”

"down for what?", the third suhturday working finally arrived, seeing that his coworkers weren't coming back, "if you're talking about that weird business idea hyuck suggested the other day, i'm going to tell you one more time that i'd rather die than have him as my boss."

you laughed at renjun's statement, before catching him up on the situation, "we're going on a trip altogether, wanna join?"

"when is it?"

"one of the week suhturday closes."

"ugh...", renjun sighed in disappointment, "i'm going back home during the two weeks."

"so we'll have to put up with those two without you?!", exclaimed jimin, jokingly.

"yah!", jaemin and jeno exclaimed at the same time with an exaggeratedly offended tone.

main masterlist | tviys masterlist

pairing: fem!oc x barista!jaemin, fembarista!reader x barista!jaemin

genre: fluff, angst, suggestive, barista!au, sns au

summary: girls' code prevents you from liking the guy your friend likes right?

a/n: can't wait to post the trip's parts

taglist: [@glamourizz @rinrinslovebot @nctzennikki09 @moonjobf @hiqhkey @leemarksfavorite @calssunflower @donghyuckster @vianna99 @kookiedesi @baehaechannie @nshimura @thiccfullsun @dear-dreamie @neobowlingshoez @jjaehmins @liliansun]

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[adorablele]

inspired by the other 2 anons, assign your mutuals a member from nct 127?

I love these questions omg. although it was easier to assign my moots to a dream member, this one was still fun to do! 

claire - @passionfruithyuck

dfasjk you changed your username and I forgot hhhhhhh

doyoung or haechan

but I’m siding more towards haechan

because if renjun isn’t there to fite w/ you

there’s haechan :)

can see jaehyun casually eating as the two of you bicker lol

could also see doyoung nag the both of you

lmao can see you gagging at hyuck’s aegyo omg

and also pinch his cheeks cause he’s cute like that

also,,, singing battles 👀👀

dahlen - @jisvngy

mork

feel like the two of you would be such a chill pair

best friend goals honestly

I can see you clown him for a lot of things lol

yet at the same time hype him up when it’s needed

can see you guys talking about anything and everything

at anytime really

mark can be awkward, sure, but once he gets used to you

I don’t think he’d stop talking

he’d probably drag you out to do some physical activity too

denise - @renjunlite

haechan or mark

okay idk what it is about love triangles

and you

but like a markhyuck love triangle??

THIS CAN BE PLATONIC THO

like the three besties

just chillin in the park

and hyuck’s head is on your lap as he complains for the nth time or hums a random melody

mark is sitting next to you, strumming his guitar and watermelon (omg what if he sang watermelon sugar)

you’re reading a book, or cloud watching, just enjoying n a t u r e

in this situation, I can picture you with just one

like mark doesn’t have to be there, and it’s just you and haechan

or, haechan doesn’t have to be there, and it’s just you and mark

IDK WHO TO CHOOSE

maybe mark cause I would love to see him serenade you

eiko - @jeonginks

donghyuck

I thought about yuta

but i’m more intrigued about an interactions with donghyuck

as previously mentioned

she’s the type to tell you to shut up cause your loud

in this case

it’s donghyuck who needs to be quiet

and I would swim to korea and drag him to eiko just to see that

y’all would kinda bicker like siblings

or bicker like an old couple idk

either way, it’d always be entertaining

also haechan singing something eiko wrote

the power that that concept has-

haechan’s angelic voice singing a description that eiko wrote about a trash can

would take my breath away

they’re that enticing and that powerful

it’d be some sort of sorcery my mortal brain would not be ready to deal with

they’d have me hypnotized and that’s a fact

girl, if you ever become a songwriter, hit up haechan

you guys would dominate the music industry

and it’d be endgame periodt

janna - @haechaaaaaaanssi

Lucas

okay taeil or yuta

like in the 24 hour relay cam

I can see you in johnny’s place and just walking around with yuta

talking about anything and everything

as you guys hike your way up a mountain or something

and you guys would take cute pictures at the top hhhhh

at the same time

I can see you just chillin with taeil tho

vibin to music in the living room

cuddled in blankets on the couch as you watch movies

randomly ordering late night delivery

or, again with the 24 hour cam (the one with haechan), go out to karaoke

or bowling

or eating out at some restaurant

leyna - @jensungf

JDFKL YOU CHANGED YOUR NAME TOO AND I FORGOT

doyoung

so the two of you can cry over jeno fdajklfd

would sell my kidney to see you guys sing together

we need a duet pls

also I see the two of you baking together??

idk why but I do

and it’s cute

like ‘oops my hand slipped’

and now he has flour all over him

WHY DOES BAKING ALWAYS LEAD TO FOOD FIGHTS HHHHH

at least whenever I imagine them

anyway yes,, leyna and doyoung

number one fans of jeno

and a cute pair don’t @ me

louna - @glossyjaems

hyuck

y’all can be chill

him gaming and minding his own business

you writing and minding your own business

but at the same time chaotic

omg the chaos the two of you would start

partners in crime,, pranking members while you deny it

lying your way out of things and hiding a mischievous smirk

we love to see it

but at the same time

don’t make me your victim pls

qiu - @juyeonzz

taeyong, taeil, sicheng or mark

oh the options

idk who to choose omg

because I can totally see you bond with taeyong, mark and sicheng over dancing

and like in the dream tag,, I would live to see you interact with mork because it’s mork lee

y’all are two awkward beans,,, it’s perfect

would also love to see you interact with sicheng and taeyong

they both are babies and pairing you up with one of them just screams adorable

and taeil

I feel like you just vibe with him

that’s such a bad explanation

but I feel that the two of you would have a connection

cuz I see him as the type of guy who would have talks with you under the stars

and you, qiu, would be his favorite person to have these discussions

SO IN CONCLUSION

IDK

YOU GUYS DECIDE FROM ONE OF THESE OPTIONS

yara - @kwantified

can see you being adventurous with yuta

just exploring

you guys don’t need to talk, just enjoying each other’s presence

could also see you doing that with haechan

except there’d be some talking lol

ooooo but chilling with doyoung??

like a lazy sunday and just staying home

watching some movies

binging some series

eating some popcorn

super chill and we love that

hhhhhh yuta, haechan or doyoung

imma say doyoung

cuz we stan that chill energy yes

[m7nson]

Neighbor -> Joseph Quinn

˙❥˙ Your new neighbor is really sweet, but your shirt is ruined

A/n : this is a little cliche but :)

Not edited yet bc I'm tired-

You thought moving to London would be fun! Get to go and experience something new and already having a job it cant be that hard you just have to get to know the place!Yet you've been here for a month.. and you still have no idea where a coffee shop is.

Rushing to get out the door, thankful you don't have to take the bus or else you would have been screwed. Rushing out the door and of course something bumps into you. And now you're covered in your coffee and. Gasping at the burring coffee, thankfully you like your coffee warm but your cream shirt was ruined...

"Oh… ’M sorry, didn’t realize you were there." You can't even see the man face, struggling to juggle two boxes.

"here — let me help you!" You grabbed the top box and we're met with dreamy hazel eyes. "Hi" you said smiling. He gave a little sweet smile "hello.. I think I'm your neighbor?"

"Oh that's great! Welcome to the complex!" You said as you two walked to his front door and put the box down. He smiled and looked down at your shirt. "Oh, Jesus im so sorry about your shirt and coffee.."

You looked down at your shirt "It's ok accidents happen all the time!" Picking up your crushed styrofoam cup.

"I'll make it up to you soon I promise! I should probably stop talking before I take up more of your time.. and thank you for your help!" He said rushing the boxes through the door and closing it.

"...Your welcome?"

'Shit..'

Here you are the next morning late for work rushing on putting your shoes. Instead of running out the door you walked out like a normal person.

As soon as you locked your door you realized you forgot your coffee. 'Guess no coffee for me today..' before walking away you saw the door next to you open.

It was the same handsome neighbor you saw yesterday. Holding two styrofoam cups, "Hello!" He said walking to you, "Good morning! I don't think I ever got your name yesterday?"

"Joseph, Joseph Quinn. But you can call me Joe." He tried to hold his hand out but the two cups were stopping him.

"Y/n, L/n! It's nice to meet you!" You said smiling shaking his fingers. "This is for you." Handing you a coffee cup.

"Oh — thank you so much, I didn't make coffee today so thank you!" He nodded "I don't know how you like your coffee but I put two spoons of sugar."

You chuckled. "This is very sweet of you thank you! One day do you think you can show me where this coffee shop is?"

He nodded, "It's right across the street" he smiles "but yeah of course!" You smiled "Ok I have to go before I get fired, but I'll see you later, yeah?" He nodded.

You sighed softly, finally in your desk. You took a sip out of your coffee and smiled nice and warm. You wondered if he was waiting at his door for you to come out.

"Well isn't someone in a good mood — hm?" You're friend, Anita said sitting on your desk, you chuckled. She looked at your cup and raised her eyebrows "Joe huh? And there's a phone number on it." Confused you looked at the cup.

Call me! :) ××× - ××× - ××××

"So who is it?" She asked crossing her arms over her plaid light yellow and brown shirt. You rolled your eyes "He's my new neighbor." Her eyes lit up. "Is he cute at least?"

You thought back, he is very handsome and almost dreamy. His face reminds you of something.. or someone but you can't quite place it.

"He's very handsome, and he has very pretty eyes." She gave you a look. You laughed "what?" She smirked "you like him don't you?" You rolled your eyes.

"I've only met him two days ago and I haven't even fully had a conversation with him." She hummed getting of your desk "but he bought you a coffee to be.. kind? And give you his number because?..."

You sighed defeated and took a sip out of your coffee. She laughed walking back to her desk.

Here you are in the evening pacing in front of your phone, debating on calling him. 'What if it's the barista number.. oh my god, what if it is...'

Well.. only one way to find out. Sitting down on the couch and calling the number. It rang three time and then you heard — "Hello?"

"Joe hi!"

"Y/n, I'm happy you called!"

"Yeah! I usually call my mom around this time so I thought that I'll call you instead!" 'oh my god why would you say that' you cringed.

He chuckled "Well I'm glad you called me."

"So.. this weekend you want to show me that coffee shop?"

[lunarlegend]

i'm imagining the ~introduction~ to my hypothetical Brotherhood FFXV shoujo manga AU of my AU starring schoolgirl!Stella and i can't stop laughing

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Stella: My name's Stella. I live in the Crown City because my Uncle Regis kind of adopted me. I guess that makes me part princess or something, but I don't like to brag about it.

I work at a cafe after school. I really like my job, and I think I'm really good at it!

[ Reality: -cuts to a scene of Stella in her barista uniform tripping over something and spilling a whole tray of drinks all over a customer- ]

Stella: This is my cousin Noctis. He's a prince, but he doesn't really act like it. We live across the hall from each other, so we hang out a lot. Mostly playing video games and stuff. ...If he tells you he beat me in Mario Kart, he's lying!

[ Reality: -cuts to a scene of Stella losing at Mario Kart and chucking her controller at the floor like D< !!!!!- ]

Stella: This is Prompto. He's Noct's best friend, but he's my friend, too. He gets kinda nervous sometimes, but he's really great at taking photos. ...Don't tell anyone, but I'm pretty sure he has a crush on me.

[ Reality: -cuts to a scene of Prompto VERY OBVIOUSLY pining after Noctis even though Stella is also present- ]

Stella: The three of us hang out a lot, but we never get into trouble or anything like that.

[ Reality: -cuts to a scene of Noctis, Prompto, and Stella making a bottle rocket in Noct's apartment and it shoots up and destroys a light fixture- ]

Stella: This is Gladio. He's my sworn nemesis. My arch rival. He's always hanging around Iggy for some reason...I think he does it just to bother me. Oh, and one time he tried to beat me up.

[ Reality: -cuts to a scene of Stella trying to pick a fight with Gladio like D< !!! and Gladio staring at her like 'WTF?' then sneezing- ]

Stella: -dreamy sigh- ...And this...is Iggy. The love of my life...at least in my dreams. I have never seen a more beautiful man than Iggy, but he barely notices I exist...I wonder why...

[ Reality: -cuts to a scene of Ignis & Gladio VERY OBVIOUSLY out on a date, and Stella in the background watching them like D: ?!- ]

--

...i feel like she is the DEFINITION of the term 'unreliable narrator' 😂😂