#cafe writes

[holycafe]

we've been everything you wanted to

a @911actions Gotcha for Gaza prompt for @/lexorcised on twitter

Summary: Buck had always wanted to be a dad, to be Chris' dad, and now he was. Getting body swapped with Eddie wasn't how he'd hoped it would happen. But, you know, semantics.

[Buddie | One Shot | 13k | Teen]

Extract:

Bobby retreated to his office to fill out his incident reports on the calls they’d had so far today, and Eddie made his way over to the couch. Ravi had already left, and when Eddie looked over the balcony, he could see him doing pull-ups in the gym while Chim and Hen weren’t so much restocking the ambulance as they were sitting inside and gossiping.

He and Buck were the only ones up in the loft now, and as Eddie moved closer to the couch, he noticed Buck had his earbuds in while he sat watching something on his phone.

He was watching Freaky Friday.

"Buck," Eddie said as he got close enough to be heard over the headphones, which Buck promptly ripped out as he stared up at Eddie.

"What? Don't-" Buck quickly cast his gaze around the loft, making sure they were alone before he turned back to Eddie, his voice hushed. "Don't look at me like that. You're the one who said this was like Freaky Friday."

"It was an expression. I wasn't saying you should watch it."

"Yeah, well. What else am I supposed to do while we're stuck here? I needed to research."

"And watching a kid's movie is research?"

Buck muttered something in reply that sounded an awful lot like: "It's actually pretty good."

"I-" Eddie sighed, closing his eyes for a second to shake his head before meeting Buck's gaze again. "The point is it's fiction.”

"Well, if you know of any textbooks or documentaries on body swaps that you'd recommend instead, I'm all ears," Buck said, and how did he manage to sound so sincere even when he was being a little shit? "Just…" Buck patted the seat beside him. "Humour me?"

Eddie rolled his eyes but sat down anyway, accepting the earbud that Buck offered him. The film was nearly half an hour in already, but Buck eagerly recapped the beginning. Eddie didn’t like the look in his eyes when he explained how the first way the main characters had tried to switch back to their own bodies was to run at each other and knock their heads together.

“We’re not doing that,” Eddie told him, and Buck threw up his spare hand in innocence.

“I didn’t say we should!”

Read it on AO3

[almostsomewheremaybe]

I think of you, and everything in me breaks.

[monkesupreme]

Starving and wasting away etc etc

bonus:

Hes tall and huge and HEAVY and he is so overly active that he has to maintain an insanely high caloric intake to make sure his body doesnt collapse from the strain of everything. He will eat virtually anything but he is spoiled from the best takeout Gotham has to offer: 11$ shrimp and broccoli from the chinese food spot that closes at 4am- among other things.

[a-j-s-the-only]

“…make death proud to take us.”

-Shakespeare, Antony and Cleopatra

[logophilist1982]

Used books aesthetic

[literaryaida]

20.06.24 | outline session today. had to do major structural changes so decided to start from scratch. felt demotivated for a while, i should just stop being so hard on myself and just write 😌

[somos-deseos]

ⓘ A este usuario le encanta cuando llueve. 🌿🌧️.

[chosprincess]

café bisous

punk band!choso x barista!reader

summary: y/n and her friends all work at the cutest coffee shop together! however, being short-staffed is hitting the business hard. luckily there are three new employees ready to help! and even luckier, one is the brother to the guitarist of the popular punk band Curse. (> 。☆)

tags: choso x fem reader, coffee shop au, punk band au, barista au, college au, social media au, modern au, no curse au, yuji/choso/sukuna brother au, slow burn (not TOO slow burn tho im not insane)

warnings: playful use of kys/kms jokes, i made toge kind of fruity LMAO (also lots of big back jokes from him)

date: 6/30-…

a/n: this is my first so im gonna do a lot of experimenting with it :0 i love band au shit so this might not be the only fic i do with that trope

taglist: closed ty to everyone for wanting notifs :)

PROFILES🎀

♡ y/n’s cafe bitches

♡ choso and the other members of curse

♡ nobara and friends

INTRODUCTIONS 🪽

I. cafe introduction ♡ big back

II. curse introduction ♡ dior sauvage

III. trio babies introduction ♡ freaks of nature

CHAPTERS MASTERLIST🧁

ch. 1 ♡ /srs

ch. 2 ♡ urethra!

ch. 3 ♡ interview

ch. 4 ♡ bro-date

ch. 5 ♡ who said that!

ch. 6 ♡ sister in law

ch. 7 ♡ the sleepover

ch. 8 ♡ the morning after

ch. 9 ♡ what are best friends for?

ch. 10 ♡ speedrun your blackout

ch. 11 ♡ training arc

ch. 12 ♡ operation mommy y/n

ch. 13 ♡ backfire?

ch. 14 ♡ oh yuji

ch. 15 ♡ a spanking

ch. 16 ♡ sweetheart

[starclancy]

can I perhaps see a jealous monster trio?? I don’t know in what context, but I’d love to see it! 😌💖

YES. Ty for this amazing ask 💋💋💋 (ps i love when you guys say perhaps idk why but it makes me giggle)

~ Jelous Monster Trio ~

PAIRING: Fem!Reader/Jelous!MonsterTrio

CONTENTS: 💘 - jelousy

WORDCOUNT: 1506

Request status: Open

Luffy ~

You were sitting at the edge of the Thousand Sunny, dangling your feet over the water, chatting with Law. The two of you were discussing strategies for your upcoming journey, nothing particularly personal, but the energy between you and Law seemed... comfortable.

Luffy, perched atop the figurehead, watched the exchange with a frown. His signature grin was nowhere to be found.

“Oi, Y/N!” Luffy shouted, leaping down and landing with a thud beside you. “What’s taking so long? I’m bored!” His arms crossed, and his usual sunny demeanor was clouded.

“Oh, Luffy, we’re just planning,” you explained with a soft smile. “We’ll be done soon.”

But Luffy was already tugging at your arm. “Planning’s boring. Let’s go eat meat!” His voice was unusually loud, his eyes darting to Law as if challenging him.

Law smirked, clearly noticing the tension. “I don’t mind waiting if Captain Straw Hat needs her attention.”

“No! She’s my crew, so she doesn’t need to plan with you!” Luffy’s voice boomed, and he puffed his chest out. “Y/N’s my crewmate… my treasure!”

You blinked in surprise. Luffy rarely got possessive, but there was no mistaking his tone.

“Luffy,” you began, placing a hand on his arm. “You know you’re my captain, right? No one could replace you.”

At that, his grin returned, as wide as the Grand Line. He grabbed your hand, dragging you away. “Good! Now let’s eat before he tries to steal you!”

Law chuckled behind you, and you couldn’t help but laugh too. Luffy might have been a little clueless about jealousy, but his protectiveness was undeniably endearing.

Zoro ~

The weight room on the Sunny was bustling. You were spotting Usopp as he tried to bench press a moderate load, his face red with effort.

Zoro entered, his katana strapped to his side, intending to get in his evening workout. His sharp eyes immediately zeroed in on the scene. You were laughing, leaning close to Usopp to give him pointers, and it set Zoro’s jaw.

“Oi,” Zoro called out, his tone low but firm. “Usopp, aren’t you supposed to be working on your aim or something?”

Usopp looked up, startled. “Uh, yeah, but Y/N’s helping me build my upper body strength. Isn’t that right, Y/N?”

You nodded enthusiastically. “He’s making great progress!”

Zoro’s frown deepened, and he crossed his arms. “Tch. You’re wasting your time. Strength like his isn’t gonna matter if he can’t dodge.”

“Hey, I’m right here!” Usopp protested, but Zoro’s intense gaze was locked on you.

“Y/N,” Zoro said, his voice softer, almost intimate, “come help me train instead. You know how to handle a sword better than him.”

There was no arguing with Zoro when he was like this. As you walked over to him, you caught the faintest smirk tugging at his lips. Zoro didn’t say much, but his actions spoke volumes. You were his, and he wasn’t about to share your attention.

Sanji ~

You were sitting in the Sunny’s galley with Franky, admiring one of his latest inventions. The two of you were leaning close, inspecting the mechanics, when Sanji walked in with a tray of freshly baked cookies.

“Y/N-swannnn~! I made these for you!” Sanji sang, but his eyes narrowed when he noticed how close you were to Franky.

“Oh, thanks, Sanji!” you said, reaching for a cookie, but Sanji held the tray just out of reach.

“Not so fast,” he said, his usual charm taking on an edge. “Franky, don’t you have some cola to replenish? This is a delicate moment between me and my darling Y/N.”

Franky raised an eyebrow, unfazed. “Relax, curly-brow. We’re just talking.”

“Talking?” Sanji repeated, his voice rising slightly. “Forgive me if I find it hard to believe when you’re practically breathing down her neck!”

“Sanji!” you scolded, though you couldn’t suppress a laugh.

Sanji placed the tray down and knelt beside you, taking your hand dramatically. “Y/N, my sweet flower, don’t waste your brilliance on brutes who can’t appreciate you. I’ll make you something far more exciting than inventions—how about a dessert as divine as you?”

Franky rolled his eyes, leaving the galley with a chuckle, but Sanji stayed by your side for the rest of the evening, basking in your attention and ensuring no one else dared interrupt.

[notquitebunnie]

WHB Cat Café AU

Gehenna

Treat feeding facts below

Satan WILL attack your hand if you dangle treats in front of him

Ppyong will sit on his hind legs and beg with his front paws

Sitri will sit there and stare at the treat before leaving, he’s only interested in catnip or silvervine tea

Belial can give you paw, when you ask for it both him and Jjyu will give you paw, be sure to reward them both. Jjyu will run away if he’s not with Belial.

Zagan doesn’t like receiving treats from strangers’ hands, leave it on the floor. But otherwise he’ll rub his face on your hand before eating the treat

Astaroth will sniff the treat first, then eat it, putting his paws on your hand to secure it

Leraye will do tippy taps for the treats

Paimon will gently grab the treats from your hand

[holycafe]

Mending

a @911actions Gotcha for Gaza prompt for @/Nash_Hankid on twitter

Summary: Eddie thinks he just might have hit an all new low by letting his ex-wife's girlfriend set him up on a blind date with her coworker. Nothing could have prepared him for meeting Buck.

[Buddie | One Shot | 7.3k | Teen]

Extract:

“Come on, you’ll love this guy,” Lucy laughed. “I work with him; he’s got a heart of gold if I’ve ever seen one. Smart too. And great with kids.”

“Ooh, is this Buck?” Shannon asked, looking fully on board with Lucy’s suggestion.

‘Buck’?

Where had Eddie heard that name before?

Shannon must have recognised the look on his face because she quickly explained. “He’s the guy who gave us Carla.”

Oh.

Well, that had been kind.

More than kind, actually; it was a miracle.

Between Eddie and Shannon’s work, his studying, and Abuela still recovering from her broken hip, they had been drowning.

And then along came Carla to hand them a life raft.

“He also made the cupcakes that I gave you for Chris’ bake sale a few months ago.” He’d known Shannon hadn’t made those herself; she was a great cook, terrible baker. Eddie could do better than her, and that was saying something. “And –” Shannon quickly tapped something out on her phone before turning it to show him. “- he looks like this.”

She had Instagram open to a picture of Lucy in a bar, her arm slung around a man half a foot taller than her with sleek blond curls, a big grin, and bright eyes.

And, yeah, he was also built like a house. With thick, strong legs and arms that looked like they were sculpted from marble.

“He needs help getting dates?” Eddie asked, sceptically. “What’s wrong with him?”

“So much,” Lucy deadpanned, and Eddie shook his head, the rejection already on his lips, when she raised her hands placatingly.

“She’s joking,” Shannon said with a roll of her eyes.

“Probably not the time,” Lucy admitted, not sounding at all remorseful. “Listen, Buck’s just had a string of bad luck and bad relationships, that’s all. He’s good, I promise.”

[Read it on AO3]

[batfambrainrotbeloved]

Random memes based on "The Drakes Spoiled brat (im sorry dad.)"

[celestie0]

MY HEAD IS IN MY HANDS RN I CANT I JUST WANT SLEEPY MORNING SEX W GOJO SO BAD

[galactichoneybee92]

Not to sound like a boomer on main, because I love my phone- I do. But I really miss the day when I could hang out in public without having to hear everyone else's phones. I don't care if there are babies crying (because babies cry sometimes) or if other people are having conversations (because that's what people come to cafes and such to do) but hearing tinny little phone sounds blasting out loud out of their speakers drives me insane. I'm only in my 30's, why are you making me complain about how things were "back in my day" like I'm 80? Public phone noise is prematurely aging me. Send help.

[2-dsimp]

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“So that’s it? All I need to do is just sign the NDA? And I can start working at the Darling cafe? There’s no need for my job interview at all?” You asked, in an apprehensive manner. Looking down at the sheet of paper which was placed in front of you by the smiley masked man who went by the name of Smiles.

“Yup! No need for a job interview or anything remotely tedious! You’ve already been approved by me, the head honcho of this particular Darling cafe branch. So there’s no need.” Your soon-to-be boss sounded off with a humorous tone in his airy voice that wasn’t muffled behind the mask. He merely spun a pen between his gloved fingers as if he was on autopilot. His other hand propping up his chin as he stared at you from his eye holes.

“All I require is for you to work wholeheartedly as a fine Darling in our establishment! Simple enough yeah?” He added, his tone carefree as he then leaned back within his office chair. His legs were crossed, while his arms moved to the back of his head.

This was your golden ticket out of debt! Your father being the deadbeat he was shifted all his debt onto you. His eldest child so that he could live Scot free and mooching off of the poor souls he swindled out of their money. To spend on drinking and gambling.

“Wow that’s great! You know I’ve heard some rumors about this place.” Smiles, stilled his eyes growing dark. He then inched forward from his lax position to hunch over the office table like a brooding old man. “Hah? What rumors did you hear sweetheart? Nothing strange right?”

“No, not at all! I’ve only been hearing good things about how the Darlings get paid generously. And even get healthcare benefits as well. I just wanted to fact check if that was true if that’s alright?” You rambled sheepishly, you had hoped that the rumors were true. You needed all the grace you could get with the shitty situation you’ve been held captive in.

After working many part time jobs that only paid minimum wage. You couldn’t help but be frustrated at how little of a dent you’ve made in getting your father’s debt off your shoulders. So it made you desperate to find any kind of job that would provide you the leverage you need to save yourself from potentially being sold off as collateral by the loan sharks.

“Oh that’s what you meant by rumors, haha! Yes you’ll be paid generously! As hazard pay will also be included.” You blinked at his words, hazard pay? What could be so hazardous working at a cutesy cafe of all things? You wanted to ask a question about it only for him to brush it off with an air of nonchalance.

“Don’t worry about that tibit too much it’s just a precaution per se. Since we cherish our Darlings dearly.” Smiley said with a serious undertone, while he had leaned back in his rolly chair to pull out a drawer to retrieve two stamps. Setting one onto the table next to you while he held the other in his grasp.

“Now to wrap things up, all I need you to do is sign the dotted line and then stamp yourself. Any part of the body will be fine.” He instructed, absentmindedly loosening up his tie. As if the mask he was wearing was making him feel a bit heated.

“Um stamp myself? As in just me and not the paper itself?” You asked dumbly, taking ahold of the stamp. It smelled alluringly sweet from the ink it was coated in. But the stamp mark would just wear off right? So what was the point?—

“It won’t wash off, it’s permanent. If that was what you’re wondering about dear.” Smiley, hummed pulling down his arm sleeve to reveal his stamp mark. It was a small QR code imprint on his inner wrist. “Let’s just say that It’s a safety measure we take to have your identity registered in our employee system. As lots of rats try to impersonate our workers/patrons or sneak in uninvited.”

That statement unnerved you a bit, but you didn’t have any time to waste. With determined hands you stamped yourself on the body part of your choosing. And steadily signed the dotted line completely missing how Smiles eyes had glowed faintly behind the holes of his mask.

His grip on the helm of the stamp he had splintered from the bubbling joy he felt at nabbing yet another prospective darling under his wing. The masked man could practically taste the sweet victory on his tongue. from beating his petty associate in a bet for whoever could pull in the most Darlings for their Yandere patrons.

“Well it’s been a pleasure. Welcome to the team Darling! Now let’s get you all prepped and ready for your debut to our lovely Patrons I’m sure you’d be a popular choice. ”

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“Alrighty Mister Koori, your Yandere Patron ID is all set for the Darling cafe!” Chimed the Helper at the front desk, they were neither a darling nor a fellow Yandere patron and seemed to be a working third party between the two factions within the Darling cafe. “Thank you for taking the time to fill out the questionnaires, it’s just to make sure your profile is 100% accurate for future darling match making.”

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The Helper hummed, tapping away at the service patron screen. Glancing up at the giant Oni man, who was a whooping 10 feet tall. Making everything dwarfed from his size, where he had to duck his head to avoid his horns from scraping against the top of the front door entrance. “And seeing as you’ve invested in becoming a VIP member of ours would you like to see the latest edition of Darlings within our fine establishment?”

“…”

Wordlessly the Water Oni extended his huge calloused hand towards the attendant. Waiting for the catalog to be placed within his grasp his face remaining blank. Though his frosty eyes betrayed his nonchalance with a glimmer of interest.

“None of these will do.”

Shimo, grumbled underneath his tusks. Scanning over the catalog over trying to find someone who’d be the calm to his brewing storm. The only reason he even invested his time in coming out here. Despite his distaste for being in a public crowded setting.

Was because of his police patrol partner, Naan’s recommendation of the Darling cafe. Singing it high praise reviews of how the cafe helped them to successfully capture their own lover.

“Well sir how about you take a look at the exclusive selection for our VIP guests. I’m assuming you’re looking for the sunshine type of Darling, yes?” The Helper guessed and Shimo merely nodded truthfully. Liking how observant the worker was saving him from any needless chatter about what he was searching for.

The previous darlings on the public catalog looked so bland in his eyes. The Policeman wanted a darling who’d be his ray of sunshine on a rainy day. An optimistic type if you will, as it’ll complement against his cynical outlook on society. Thanks to his tireless job of catching felons and menaces to society for a living.

“This one…I want them to serve me.”

Shimo said softly, his claw tapping at your portrait within the exclusive catalog. Where your profile appeared underneath the Newbie Darlings listings. He admired the way you were so cute in the picture. Hair all messy with a sheepish smile on your lips, you looked as if you walked into a gust of wind which knocked you off kilter. And it was no doubt your newbie appearance that attracted him.

“Hoh? You’ve got a good eye! Luckily that darling has just been recruited to be working with us today on opening night. I’ll be sure to schedule the both of you to meet immediately” The rapid typing from the Helper alongside a sound ping coming from Shimo phone. Indicated that the date had been set for 9pm, right around where his shift would end.

With a chuff of satisfaction he tipped his hat towards the Helper and sauntered off ducking once more underneath the door frame. His cold heart thrumming with heat from the thought of being able to meet his prospective darling in just a couple hours.

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[9:00pm Opening night of the Darling Cafe]

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The whistling bells from the door rang as a familiar giant figure slouched his way through the small entrance. Shimo, was dressed in a traditional Oni garb, of exotic divine beast furs, his iron club situated right upon the strap of his waist.

He already had a look of annoyance at hearing how chatty everyone was in the cafe. Dreading jam packed spaces as he was easily prone to anger given his temperament. Nonetheless, the blue oni was guided by the Helper who greeted him politely. Making way for the VIP section where the ogre was pleasantly surprised with how spacious and quaint the area was.

“Mister Koori, here is your VIP seating section. So whenever you come in you can just waltz on in here and get comfortable without needing to wait in line” They had booths tailored for Yandere Patrons of all shapes in sizes. Ranging from the Giant plus section for the bigger customers. And fairy sized section for the smaller ones.

The Helper then checked his watch. His eyes fixated on the moving hands before he grew a faint smile. “Well mister Koori the Newbie Darling you’ve requested will be arriving shortly! Just tap this button if you need my assistance or have any questions.”

With a polite bow the Helper waltzed away back to his station at the front desk leaving Shimo to his thoughts. But it wasn’t long until his train of thought derailed at feeling a cold splash on his attire alongside a faint presence falling against him. He blinked slowly, veins popping out one by one as his tusks grew in pure agitation. He was about to put his iron club to good use.

That is until he heard your apologetic frantic voice drowning in his ears like a pleasant water stream. His chilled glare softened seeing the newbie Darling he’d handpicked himself. Situated between his thighs clutching onto the server platter. Their outfit also covered in the daiquiri slush.

“I’m so sorry! Oh no your exotic furs— My god they look like they cost more than my life, Just give me a moment I’ll wash them myself ASAP—”

Your floundering made his lips twitch upwards a bit in a slight smile. He didn’t look like it but he did enjoy fucking with people despite his no nonsense attitude.

“It does cost more than your life. These furs came from divine beasts I killed myself. It wasn’t an easy feat.” The Water oni spoke, his words as tranquil as the ocean. Glowering down at you with a half lidded gaze. His large clawed fingers gently tilting your chin upwards so your eyes met with his own.

“I could file for destruction of property in this case. So what’re you going to offer me as compensation? To make me overlook this incident, Darling?”

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Let me know if yall wanna see more of the Darling Cafe! ψ(｀∇´)ψ

[millylouedward]

found a very cute new cafe in seattle and literally fell in love with it. catch me working on my novel there on the reg from now on