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The old men of One Piece finding out they have a child with you.

Shanks, Buggy, Mihawk X FemReader

Healthy mix of Angst and Fluff.

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Part 2

Buggy

"You two get your asses down now!" You yelled, trying to stop the two blue haired boys from destroying the restaurant further. Your two identical twins sons where only 11 years old but they were trouble- Double Trouble as everyone called them. Benny and Danny, who had given themselves the Nicknames of Bee and Dee- cause of course they did.

It wasnt just their dramatic tendencies, destructive nature or lack of volume control that made them silkar to a know pirate but also their appearance Who was non other then- Buggy the Clown. While they did lack the trademarked rounded red nose. They did get almost everything else- Long nlue locks, watercolor eyes and that crooked smile of theirs- it really wasn't fair how your genes didn't even have a chance-

It hasn't exactly been your best of moments when you conceived your children- Having been a performer on the famous pirate ship you ended up sleeping with your Captian one night on his Silly Throne. A few weeks later you started to feel unwell and realized you had been pregnant. In a moment of panic you fled the ship the next time it docked- Running from your Crew and Captian to never be seen again.

Once realizing you were on your own. You did what you could to make a living- opening a flashy little restaurant and using it to raise your two trouble makers. Dee running past you with a giggle snapped you from your thoughts, frowning as you set down your customers order infront of them before following the boy.

"Mom Mom! Look!" Bee yelled as he stood on one of the tables pointing out the window of the restaurant at the open ocean, Dee taking his place next to his twin. You walked closer to see what your son was looking at, the fog being thick that night as you tried to focus on what he was seeing.

Squinting your eyes you finally saw it- a Ship. As your eyes focused you saw the Jolly Roger and gasped, Ice feeling like it ran through your vain. You grabbed the boys quickly and backed away from the window. As if on cue the alarms set to alert that pirates had arrived. The sounds of canons hitting the town soon peirced through the alarms and the whole town erupted in chaos. You rush from the windows to the back of your restaurant.

Rushing down the stairs you knew Buggy and the crew would level the town to ashes. The best place to hid being the cellar, while it was small it would hopefully keep you and your boys safe. "Mom what's happening!?" Dee cried as he did his best to keep up with your fast pace. You didn't bother responding as you rushed to the old underground cellar lifting the rug and opened its little door.

"Mom I don't want to go down there!" Bee cried as you lowered him in the cellar first, Dee following soon after as you tried to sooth them.

"I know I know my loves, But do as I say- Stay quiet and-"

You paused as you heard the sound of crashing from out in the dining room followed by screams. Quickly you climbed in with your boys and lowered the wooden door of the cellar above you and frantically tried to place the rug so it fell onto it before plunging you and your sons in darkness.

You sat there shaking, holding your boys close to your chest as you heard the sound of someone walking towards you. Your hands shaking as you held them closer, feeling the moisture of your sons tears soaking into your dress.

You heard the sound of footsteps starting to search the room above you. Previously looking for valuables or anything interesting-

"Captian! I found the liquor!" The voice above you called out, Clearly grabbing the cases of rum that sat in the room above. Heavier footsteps followed into the room, hearing the cackle that made your skin stand up on end.

"Grab it all and whatever people you can find! We have a show tonight afterall!" You heard Buggy voice sound. The crew mate clearly rushing out with the cases while Buggy remained. You heard him turn through the room, ready to leave before his heavy steps landed on the cellar door above you it's old wood groaning at the weight. Your eyes widened as you realized you'd been caught, Without time to react the door was ripped open and you couldn't help but release a scream.

Buggy- In his hands you see his signature blades as he grinned down in the cellar. Reaching down and grabbing you by the hair and yanking you out-

"A new audience memeber!- wait" He raised an eyebrow as he held you up higher by your hair and looked over your crying face. His eyes looking over your face. "I know you... (Y/N)?" He asked questionably before his eyes shot to see a flash of blue dart at him and kick him as another one came to try and pull you from his grasp.

"Let her go!" "LEAVE OUR MAMA ALONE!" Your boys desperately screamed as they weakly tried to attack the man holding you. Buggy dropping you quickly as he stared down at the three of you, You quickly pulling the boys away from him and behind you.

A awkward silence following this as Buggy released a shaky breath before laughing loudly. A insane laugh that had him doubled over, before looking at you again with crazed eyes. A few crew members coming into the room after hearing their Captian laugh, especially at the sight of you, their former crewmate and two boys that looked like their Captian.

"Freaks, Take these three and lock them in my personal Quarters. We got a family reunion!"

Shanks

"Mommy I have Missy Luc-ia ready!" You heard your daughter call out. Setting out the freshly frosted cupcake, onto the countertop, that she was just barely taller then. Smiling down at the bright face before you- She may be only 4 but she was the sweetest girl.

"Thank you Vivian. Can you grab the order list for Mommy?" You ask, getting an exaggerated nod and running off. Her mess of bright red hair bouncing with each step. A little clone of her dad, The famed Shanks 'Red Hair' a former fling of yours.

It had been a nice little relationship you two shared, him coming by every other week to meet with you when his ship restocked. Buying random pastries you knew he bought to get close to you, always complimenting your Baking skills and sweetness. Which ended up to many passionate nights both in your own bed and on Shanks ship. The last time you met, Shanks told you he had to go for a while and didn't know if he's return. Tears shed as you watched him set sail- having the feeling you'd never see him again.

As if the gods had sympathy for you or wanted to use you as a cruel joke you fell pregnant. Giving birth to your daughter who ended up being a Shanks part 2. A giggly and happy baby with unique red hair, while she was a perfect mix of the two of you in terms of face she inherited Shank's smile, hair and eye shape.

As you packed the poorly frosted cupcake that your daughter had made. Ignoring the fingerprints in its frosting- you hit it in the back of the fridge you'd never tell her you couldn't sell it since she had eaten part of her work and replaced it with the true finishes product to be delivered.

As you finished your packing you heard the bell of your bakery door chime.

"Welcome to the Sweet treats bakery, how can I help yo-" the words froze to your lips as you saw Shanks. Eyes wide at seeing him again, it was clear he had delt with some serious wear and tear by how the world seemed to settle on his shoulders a bit more.

"(Y/N) long time no see" He said softly as he stared at you, mentally still trying to process what you were seeing. He stepped forward, Looking ready to explain himself away before the sound of tiny footsteps drew him in- Seeing the little girl holding a notepad with all your orders and running to you. Out of muscle memory you scooped your daughter and placed her on your hip, she smiled at you and held the order book out to you again which you gingerly took.

"Here you go Mommy!" She chimed, Looking at you as she noted your shocked face. Her gaze following the now shocked man, He looked like a breeze could knock him down as he stared at her then you then her again.

"Shes mine isn't she?" Shanks asked, his eyes never leaving the little girl on your hip. Vivian looking at Shank's then you confused at what was taking place. Before you could respond however it seemed Shank's answered his own question. Laughing loudly in utter joy and jumping forward towards you, scaling the countertop like it wasn't even there and crashed his lips against yours happily.

"Ha! I'm a Dad!!" He cheered, Taking his one arm around you and starting to spin you and Vivian who at first was scared. But hearing the giggles from the man started to as well- the two even laughed the same which made the Red Haired man even happier.

"Y-Yes Shanks. She is yours...This is Vivian" You said softly, watching Shanks lean in close to view his daughter. It was like he had found the most amazing treasure in the world and it shone in his eyes.

"Vivian, Such a beautiful name for the most beautiful girl in the world" He said in awe, earning a shy smile from Vivian.

"Vi, This is... this is your Daddy" You say softly, watching Vivian look up at you then back at Shanks. Hesitant at first before holding out her arms tk him, taking the opportunity he scooped her up in his single arm and held her close. Tears welling up in his eyes as he looked at her delicate face, her chubby little fingers touching his face and looking over him.

"You're my Daddy?" She asked innocently. A smile breaking over Shanks face as he nodded and held her close, tears pouring down his face.

"That's right baby girl- I'm your Daddy"

Mihawk

It had been 16 long years since you had laid eyes on Mihawk- a simple one night stand that had long consequences that followed. Your son, your beautiful baby boy who you named Alucare.

It had been at a bar, the two of you drinking and simply talking. Before one thing lead to another in the alleyway next to the bar- You truthfully cringed at the thought of how embarrassing it was to be undone by a few nice words, a charming warlord and some drinks.

"Mother, which one did you want?" Your son asked, snapping you from your thoughts pointing to the fishmongers selection, his emotionless face like a carbon copy of his father's.

Truthfully he looked too much like his damn father- same yellow eyes, black hair, very tall form, stoic face the only thing missing was the facial hair Which you thanked The Gods for since you didn't think you could stare at your one night stands face forever. Alucare did have some differences, he had your nose as well as kept his hair longer. The thick spicy locks hitting the center of his back which you helped him care for. But truthfully that was really it-

You also knew that other people would star long at your boy, a few times Marines having come up to see your son when he was walking to school or going to the market. He knew who his father was, having Marines who had seen him in battle tell him as much. However he never seemed to care, just giving them a frosty look that made them back away before leaving. Whenever you'd brought up the topic of His father he often would sit quietly for a few moments before saying he wasn't interested in such a conversation which you respected.

"Hmm, that one is fresher-" You say sweetly as your boy grabs the fish and plops it in the basket, Handing the merchant the berries.

Always the gentleman he would take your arm in his as the two of you walked. He would hold the heavier baskets and give you only bread or a small bag of fruit. He was too kind as a child, you felt bad at times at how his eyes seemed to know the struggles you had faced when he was born and tried to help you out now that he was older besides your persistence.

"Alucare, I heard from your teachers yoh got very high marks again. Do you want to celebrate? Maybe a nice dinner is in order? Or-"

"It's just a test Mother. No need for so much trouble" He said softly, giving a hint of a smile at his words. You chuckled at him and shook your head. Stubborn too.

You felt your son stop midstep- Glancing up at him as his face turned to stone before your eyes.

"Honey?" You call to him, before following his gaze at what had caught his attention. Across the market a dark figure stood, You immediately felt your heart drop to your stomach as you knew instantly who it was- Mihawk standing there with the same stoic expression as Alucare but his eyes seemed to be a bit wider. Most likely the closest to shock that could come over his face-

You tugged slightly to turn back, not wanting to create a accidental scene but your son clearly had other plans. Instead starting to walk again, His arm still holding yours as he kept his gaze at Mihawk. You expected Alucare to stop infront of Mihawk- a blowup or something but. No.

Alucare just walked past Mihawk- Like he wasn't even there. His face staying forward as no words passed. As you continued to walk you turned to look behind you where you saw Mihawk, he seemed to stagger on his feet like someone had finally peirced him with a blade.. but it seemed to be a invisible one to his heart.

[intimidating-fettuccine]

Fall mansion rambles

I'm just in a fall mood today so I wanted to do some fall-themed rambles because listen, listen, I feel like everyone in the mansion fucking loves fall.

They play different music year-round, and I feel like Liu as the resident jazz lover breaks out his jazz records and just plays them for everyone to hear and it sets the MOOD. The mansion feels so much cozier with the sound of Autumn jazz drifting through it, and it puts everyone at ease.

Then, the DECORATING. They go all out in the mansion for Halloween, and they do a mix of general fall decorations and Halloween decorations, everyone decorating the outside and inside of the mansion until they pretty much run out of decorations. Also, they totally have that one decoration from Target that says "I am Lewis" and he's right at the entrance of the mansion, I will not hear otherwise.

Tim and Slender really break into their fall baking, constantly making new pies and cookies for everyone to eat, and they get devoured. The two of them bake so many fucking pumpkin pies from September to the end of November that it's ridiculous, but every single one is eaten in like a day or two with how many people are in the mansion. I feel like Tim is the drink maker for everyone, and he's always making fresh hot cocoa or something that is pumpkin spice flavored for everyone to enjoy, and it just sets the mood so well. They light the fireplace and just all gather around it eating pumpkin pie and their respective hot drinks and it's the best vibe ever.

Speaking of pumpkins, by the way, DECORATING THEM! I feel like Helen helps everyone every year carve or paint their own pumpkins if they need help, and he supplies all of the tools for it. Slender takes them all to a huge pumpkin patch and lets every single creep pick out a pumpkin or two that they really want and they all have a good time running through the pumpkin fields. I can just see them all sitting together at Slender's long ass dining table, every creep making their own pumpkin. I think they would all be set out on the porch, all stacked together and placed wherever anyone wants theirs to be, and if any of them start rotting they'll make another one to replace it. I feel like Toby gets the most excited about carving and painting pumpkins and I can see him decorating at least like 10 of them by the time Halloween rolls around. If he could he'd do more than that but I feel like he tries not to go too overboard.

Then all the talk of who's dressing up for Halloween, and what everyone is going to be going as. I feel like I could see Trender stopping by and literally offering to make everyone's costumes for them like it's a yearly tradition for him to just show up randomly with a fuck ton of supplies, and I can see Jason pitching in and helping too. The two of them just spend their free time customizing everyone's costumes exactly how they want them, talking and chatting over some tea and the piles of fabric in front of them.

I don't know why specifically, but I just get the vibe that fall into winter is the happiest time of the year in the mansion as a whole, not that they don't have spring and summer joyful times, but I just feel like the vibes are so good that everyone is more relaxed. They're all calm and at peace and content, with less fighting, less sadness, just wonderfully calm cool fall times.

[harmonyrae]

Power Couple

CHAPTER 8 - Just Dinner

It's time for the tour... You & Sylus finally meet and begin your partnership to find the mysterious protocore. But is it a business dinner or a date? Even you can't tell anymore...

Visuals: https://shorturl.at/3XOoh 

Sylus shows you the house, going into detail about every room. Stopping at every painting in the entryway to tell you about the artist and which pieces were custom made. Every vase has a story. Stories of the countries Sylus visited where he went to a night market and bought a piece from a local artist as a souvenir. Even the chandelier was made by a glass maker in Linkon who never takes new clients. But they dropped everything to make a single chandelier for this house.  

The kitchen was fit for custom marble countertops. Two huge ovens and a massive walk-in freezer. There is even a wine cellar, and Sylus’ collection is impressive. Right off the kitchen is a dining room with a table that could seat 20, easily. 

Up the stairs Sylus shows you a bathroom with a huge round tub with a waterfall shower head above it. His and hers vanities line the walls with matching walk-in closets on each side. 

The bedroom has a massive bed with a mountain of pillows. A small sitting area in the corner facing the floor to ceiling windows. A peculiar stand sits next to a fireplace across from the bed. You hear the familiar CAW behind you and you duck to avoid Mephisto hitting you in the back of the head. Mephisto lands on the stand and flaps his wings enthusiastically. Sylus enters pets Mephisto affectionately. Sylus motions for you to come in. You hesitate but enter and join him next to the fireplace. 

“Open the door to the left.” Sylus motions to a door past the bed. 

You slowly approach the door and open carefully. Beyond the door is a walk-in closet that has been transformed into a small arsenal. Guns of all sizes, most are missing pieces or are broken. You look over your shoulder to Sylus with a grin.

“Impressive.” You enter the room and look through the gun displays. You run your finger along an impressive rifle. Even though the metal is rusted you can tell it is cleaned regularly to avoid dust building up. 

“These are my favorites. A reminder that just because something’s broken doesn’t mean it’s not beautiful.” He leans on the door frame and watches while you examine the guns. You look over your shoulder and give him a warm smile. Was anything he said real? Or was he just trying to butter you up?

“They are. Beautiful, I mean.” You sip your wine slowly, maintaining eye contact. He backs up to let you pass him and re-enter the bedroom. Your eyes linger on the bed. Professional. Remain professional.

There are multiple guest bedrooms, an office, a gym and a fucking library. The house is amazing. From the design choices to quality of the build, this house does not belong in the N109 Zone. Yet here it is. And it’s so cozy. 

Sylus leads you back to the dining room where the first course of your dinner is already set on the table. Like a gentleman out of a storybook, Sylus pulls your chair out for you. You sit and take in the food before you. The chef refills your wine glass while introducing the first course, an Autumn Fritto Misto. The scent of the mushrooms and apples blend perfectly together. The taste is even better.

Before you knew it, the chef brought in the main course, a fragrant Lobster Risotto swimming in butter. Then the dessert, a Coconut Panna Cotta with Passion Fruit. The wine paired perfectly with every dish. Not to mention the conversation was effortless. Sylus asked about your hobbies and favorite things. You returned the favor. The questions may be relatively surface level, but now Sylus wasn’t just a pretty face. And you had more in common than you care to admit.

“When you’re not running an empire, what do you like to do to relax?” Sylus keeps his eyes on you. Watching you swirl the wine in your glass as you think of your response.

“I’m a fan of baking. I wish I had more time to do it, but like you said, my empire awaits.” Sylus smiles and nods his head toward the kitchen.

“Maybe you can bake here? Take one of these nights to indulge. Put me on clean up duty.” Your cheeks are starting to hurt from the smile plastered on your face.

“I noticed you prefer vintage guns and your music tastes are… old school. Is there a reason you prefer vintage over modern?” Sylus wipes his mouth with his napkin. The slow methodical swipe across his lips… They look so soft. No, stop… focus.

“Modern weaponry and music is only what it is today because of how the ‘old school’ styles forged a path. And I appreciate timeless beauty.” He stares at you intently as he says the last sentence. You take a deep breath, trying to steady yourself.

“I see what you mean. Does that preference for vintage carry over to movies too?” 

“I keep up-to-date with new films, but yes, older movies tend to be more straight-forward. Bad guys are bad, good guys are good, lovers… They don’t play games. They say what they feel. I appreciate that.” Your stomach tightens, is he hinting at something? 

The chef brought coffee and began clearing the plates. Sylus looks at his watch and sighs. 

“I’m guessing Luke and Kieran didn’t find anything in the shipment?” 

“I don’t believe they did.” 

“I’m sorry.” Sylus looks up at you with a smile, clearly trying to mask his disappointment.

“It’s a good thing there’s an event coming up that might have a better outcome.” He pushes his chair back and crosses his legs keeping his eyes on you. You lean back, raising an eyebrow.

“An event?” You have a feeling he brought this up on purpose.

“An event I would very much like you to attend with me.” And there it is.

“Is this an addendum to our original deal?” Sylus chuckles before finishing his coffee in one sip.

“No. It can count as next month’s meeting.” You lean forward, placing your elbows on the table. You can’t deny your curiosity has peaked. 

“What kind of event?”

“A charity masquerade. There’ll be an auction, well, two auctions. One official and one not so much.”

“And you think this rare protocore will be available at the not so official auction?” Sylus nods.

“It’s next week. So, will you go with me?” You sip your coffee and stare at him for a long time. 

“I’d love to.” 

Sylus has been very composed tonight. In fact, he has very rarely faltered during any interaction you’ve had with him. But when you tell him you’ll attend this event with him, the smile on his face is undeniable. He couldn’t even keep eye contact with you. He looked down at his now empty coffee cup.

“I’ll send you the details.” 

Ding

Your phone buzzes and you look from your phone to Sylus. 

“That was fast.” Sylus chuckles at your joke. You turn your phone over and see messages from Dorian.

(Dorian) Out front. Ready when you are. (Dorian) Unless you’re having too much fun on your “date”.

You scoff and flip your phone back over. Sylus looks at you, his brows raised.

“What’s wrong?” You stand. Sylus follows suit. 

“My rides here.” 

You look up at Sylus. His eyes burrow into you and you don’t turn away, even when your cheeks feel flush. You know Dorian was just trying to rile you up. This was not a date. It was enjoyable and, sure, you wish Dorian had gotten stuck in traffic or gotten pulled over for driving like an asshole. Just a little more time with Sylus would have been nice. But this was NOT a date. 

Keep trying to convince yourself of that. 

Sylus walks you to the door and you stand in the doorway together, illuminated by the moonlight. You see Dorian in the car, staring at you once again. You turn back to Sylus and realize he is much closer than a second ago. He takes your hand and brings it to his mouth, touching a soft kiss to your knuckles.

“It’s a pleasure doing business with you, kitten.” You hold his stare. 

The distance between you continues to close until your forehead almost touches his. That smile. That goddamn smile. You bite your tongue and your breath catches. Sylus leans in and you close your eyes. His lips press the whisper of a kiss to your cheek. Not at all what you were expecting. Your eyes fly open and you pull back slightly so you can see him better. You might be seeing things, but it definitely looks like his cheeks are just slightly flushed. You’re probably seeing things. 

“Speak soon.” He releases your hand and steps back into the doorway. You nod at him and flash a small smile before heading to the car.

You’re not even in the car fully before Dorian is peppering you with questions. 

“Did he just fucking kiss you? You can’t say this wasn’t a date after he pulled a stunt like that. Are you going to call off the deal? Did he even find the protocore he was looking for? Or did he tell you anything else about what he is looking for? Are you going to answer me or just sit there looking like a smitten teenager?” That last one hurt a bit.

“Dorian, shut up. For one fucking minute. Okay?” You lean your head back on the headrest. 

“I’m sorry. I just… I want to know if all this is worth it.”

“Do you remember what I told you when we made our first deal and solidified Himitsu in the zone?” After Dorian doesn’t reply you continue.

“We spent four months building a connection and forging a relationship, we secured a partnership that set Himitsu apart. That client is still loyal to us 5 years later. You were just as impatient then as you are now. You tried to rush me and you nearly lost us that contract. So do not rush me now. Understood?” Dorian leaned back in his seat, slightly surprised by your tone. He nods. 

The ride home was silent, which you were grateful for. Dorian was right and you finally admit it to yourself. It was more like a date than a business dinner. But you weren’t upset about that. You are genuinely excited for next Saturday. Maybe things don’t have to be so complicated after all.

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[newpathwrites]

Arms Wide Open - Chapter 1

Gods, you touched him - nobody ever did that.  He struggled to appropriately respond, stumbling over his words.  “No, no… there’s no need…” he replied.  Was his voice really high right now?  “I’ve had plenty of near misses with this one…” he gestured toward Grogu.  “So it was my pleasure…”

Pleasure!!??  What a dumb and awkward thing to say…

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Summary: Din didn’t see you coming, or… one fateful trip to the market and a platonic night together changes everything.

Notes: This fic was unexpectedly inspired by the opening scenes of “Anyone but You” - I loved the sweet, companionable dynamic featured in that first night together and imagined Din meeting someone who brought out the lighter side of his personality.  I do not take it on the circuitous route taken in the movie, though.  Din and reader will get their shit together a whole lot quicker here.

Warnings: Language.

Word count: 1.3k

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You had to go… like really bad.

Your first day of work in the field office on Nevarro had gone quite well, but there had been one teensy little problem.  You had no clue where to find the freaking fresher and nobody around after lunchtime to ask.  So you held it.  All day.

There wasn’t even enough time to run home to your small cabin on the outskirts of town when you finally left in the early evening.  Your bladder was about to burst at the seams.

You looked around as you exited the building for any establishment likely to have customer facilities before running across the street to a small indoor market as quickly as your feet could carry you, praying to the Maker that you could manage to hold it for just a few more minutes.

Upon entering, you grabbed the first item within your line of sight, a small loaf of bread, and booked it to the checkout line…

…which traversed the entire length of the store.

Kriff.  

Time to resort to begging.

“Excuse me, sir?” you attempted, approaching the cashier who was busy with a customer.  “May I use your fresher?  I promise I’ll buy this.  I just really have to go… like immediately.”

He didn’t even look in your direction.  “You pay first, then you get to use the fresher.”

“Please,” you begged, crossing your legs in a vain attempt to keep the urine at bay.

He simply pointed behind him to a sign which read ‘Fresher for Paying Customers Only’.

“Damn it!” you exclaimed in frustration, then muttering to yourself under your breath.  “I’m going to wet my pants.  And then I’ll have to walk all the way home like that.  Fuck!”

“She’s with me,” you heard a distinctly staticy male voice say somewhere behind you.  “I’ll buy the bread, too.  Let her go to the fresher.”

You turned to see what stranger had intervened on your behalf.  

A Mandalorian - decked out in full armor and faceless, metal visage with a small, green child in his arms.  You’d never expected such a contradictory sight, but who were you to question it?  This man just saved your dignity.

The young cashier, suddenly alert and attentive, subtly bowed in the man’s direction.  “Of course, Mr. Djarin.  I didn’t know she was with you.”  The teenager finally looked at you and thrust a key in your face.  “Go ahead, ma’am.”

You took it without ceremony despite your annoyance with the boy, and even as you rushed to the back of the store, you took a moment to mouth a sincere ‘thank you’ to the mysterious man who subtly nodded back in recognition of your gratitude.

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Damned Grogu’s cute face.  Nobody could resist it - not even the teenage attendant behind the register who offered the child free samples of those kriffing blue cookies.

Din didn’t dare refuse.  If he did, the treat would find its way into Grogu’s mouth instead by way of the force which he still preferred his son not use around aruetti.

As they sat at a small table in the dining area of the store, Din’s thoughts turned back to you - the desperate woman he’d never seen before begging to use the fresher.  Did you not know about the public facilities right in the center of town?  What were you even doing here in Nevarro?  It wasn’t exactly a bustling tourist destination.  

Perhaps he needed to do some sleuthing, make sure you weren’t a threat.  

It couldn’t possibly be that he just wanted to know more about you… your age… marital status… No, of course not.  He was just Nevarro’s sworn protector… It was his job… obviously…

The fact that you were both beautiful and appeared appropriately middle aged like himself had absolutely nothing to do with it.

“Mister… Djarin…?”

Din was startled out of his musings by your voice and looked up to see your lovely face beaming at him.

“Thank you again for your help,” you started, taking one of his gloved hands in yours for a moment before letting go.  “Stars, I’m so embarrassed… But please, let me pay for your groceries.  You can even keep the bread - I didn’t even need it.”

Gods, you touched him - nobody ever did that.  He struggled to appropriately respond, stumbling over his words.  “No, no… there’s no need…” he replied.  Was his voice really high right now?  “I’ve had plenty of near misses with this one…” he gestured toward Grogu.  “So it was my pleasure…”

Pleasure!!??  What a dumb and awkward thing to say…

To his great embarrassment (and relief), you laughed.  “I suppose it’s not every day you get to save a grown woman from wetting her pants.”  Ah, so you were funny, too… not that he was keeping track of your attractive qualities…

Grogu, bless him, intervened then to save his father’s dignity, reaching out to you with a cookie in hand.

“Why, thank you, little one.  I would love a cookie.”  You took it from him and placed it in your pocket.  “I’m not hungry right now, but this will be a very fine dessert after my dinner tonight.”  

Good with kids - check… and smart enough not to actually eat something that had been in Grogu’s grubby hands.

The child made a series of hand gestures in response, and Din was forced to translate.  “He says ‘you’re welcome’ and…”  A sigh emanated from the vocoder.  “... he wants to know where you came from…  Grogu, she doesn’t even know us.  We shouldn’t ask personal questions.”  Says the man who wanted to investigate your background.

Din looked back up at you apologetically before adding, “I’m sorry - he’s very curious.  You don’t have to answer that.”  But he hoped you would.

You smiled - and stars, he might die if this conversation didn’t end soon.  He was getting redder and redder under the visor.

“Well, Grogu, it’s very nice to meet you.  I am new here, just started a job directing the agricultural field office - see if we can get more vegetation growing so that Nevarro never goes hungry for healthy produce.”  So you were smart, too… check…  “Today was my first day, and silly person that I am, I let everyone go early to enjoy the pleasant weather before they could show me where the fresher was located…”  And kind… another check… not that he was counting or anything.

Grogu gave her a toothy grin in response - he found this woman quite nice and funny.

“They’re uhmmm…” Din started. Why was he struggling so much to speak?  “They’re in the building next to the magistrate’s office - public facilities…”

“Oh!” you exclaimed, knocking yourself lightly on the forehead.  “That makes a lot of sense.  Thank you.”

He cleared his throat awkwardly.  “You’re welcome…”

You stared back at him serenely for just a moment, sparking his heart rate, before holding out your hand.  “I’m Flora… nickname…”

Din’s hand moved to take yours of its own accord, and he responded dumbly, “Din… real name…”  Maker…

Grogu looked up at him through scrunched eyes for a moment before bursting into a delightful fit of childish giggles, and you couldn’t help following suit.  Din finally gave in, allowing himself to take this all as lightly as you were, despite his humiliation with the entire interaction, chuckling softly under the helmet.

Din didn’t have many light moments like this.  Could he have more?

“Din… and Grogu…” you said as you regained your composure.  “It was very nice to meet you.  Thank you again for helping me out.  I hope we run into each other… often.”  Well, that sounded promising… and terrifying…

He didn’t trust himself to say anything more, so he simply nodded as you turned away and walked out the door.

The moment you were out of sight, Grogu began furiously signing in his direction.

Din sighed - Grogu was too insightful for his own good.  “Yes, kid, I like her…  No, we can’t follow her - that’s creepy…  Yes, I know I do that all the time, but those are bounties - not innocent women… Stars… ok, fine…”

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Next chapter

[vaya-writes]

The Wyvern's Bride - Epilogue

When Adalyn gets sacrificed to the local wyvern, she’s a little annoyed and a lot terrified. Upon meeting the wyvern, she discovers that he’s not particularly interested in eating people, and mostly wants to be left alone. In a plot to save himself from the responsibilities his family keep pushing on him, Slate names Adalyn as his human Envoy, and tasks her with finding him a wife.

2300 words. Cis female human x Cis male wyvern (slow burn, arranged marriage, eventual smut). firefly-graphics did the divider.

Masterlist - Previous

Thank you for your patience. It's only been (checks notes) almost nine months. If it's not fresh in mind, I wouldn't force yourself to reread. The style of this chapter is slightly different, doesn't require much coherency with the rest. Anyway, thank you so much for sticking with me this long, and I hope you enjoy the final installment of The Wyvern's Bride. No content warnings for this chapter. Unless PDA makes you uncomfortable xo

There are memories tucked away in each corner of The Wyvern’s Flock. The façade may have changed, but Adalyn can still see herself in the foundations of the building. She still knows the number of steps from the entrance hall to the doorways. The bakery where she’d received customers has been rearranged, a taproom in its place, but the kitchen remains, equipped with the oven her father had modified. She can see it, past the counter where Grace greets them and takes their orders. 

Slate holds Adalyn’s hand when they enter what had once been her dining room. It’s still a dining room, part of her is glad to see. The fireplace still burns, and there’s a new clock over the mantle. But smaller tables and benches fill the area. Where once walls had hung bare, they’re now decorated with paintings and tapestries. Adalyn is taken aback by how much colour they bring to the establishment. 

There’s a pause in conversation when they enter the room. It doesn’t quite fall silent, but people still stare as they sit by the window. Adalyn goes as far as to put her back to the room, to better blot out the distracting eyes. She’s not here to mind the gossip. Only to have lunch and spend time with her husband.  

Word that a wyvern had settled in the valley had spread like wildfire, and people had come from far and wide, just for a chance to see him. It had started with the locals. People trying to sell their livestock. Craftsmen offering skills. The young and unmarried asking after serving positions. 

Then word had spread further. Merchants had visited, scrabbling at the chance to trade from Slate’s hoard. Niche craftsfolk had come next. There had been sculptors (mostly turned away), glass makers (temporarily contracted), painters (generously commissioned). Then the jewel smiths, the weavers, alchemists, scribes and tinkerers, until Slate was referring them elsewhere, interested in single purchases and commissions, but not yet ready to hire every person with a trade who came to his door.  

With all the skill and money coming to and from the valley, it’s no surprise when the area goes through an economic boom. The area flourishes. The trade festival becomes renowned. Northpoint and Tuscany both double in size as new folk migrate to the region. 

The Wyvern’s Flock reflects this easily. The seats are full and the atmosphere is lively. Grace and Gwen have nearly finished paying off Adalyn, years ahead of schedule. As far as Adalyn is aware, the ladies have no regrets. Moving away from their families had been a boon to them both. Grace gets to run her own business, and Gwen gets to run her own kitchen. There’d been obstacles (refurnishing, family drama, local pushback), but things have settled enough that the women now run their business together without raising too many brows. 

People stare at Adalyn though. Or perhaps Slate. He’s in his demi form, boldly grasping Adalyn’s hand over the table, sharpened teeth glinting as he talks. She used to shy from the attention. Feel judged by the stares; grow defensive at the scrutiny.  

Adalyn squeezes his hand. 

Slate pulls back to retrieve some papers from his bag. He moves his chair around the table, so they can pour over the blueprints side by side. She doesn’t flinch when his hand comes to rest on her thigh, though her cheeks do colour with blush. The gesture is under the table, hidden from public eye, and they are married. There’s nothing inherently wrong with the touch.  

It still thrills her. A smile plays at her lips. 

They chatter about their latest project. Adalyn’s first draft of the stable, drawn almost a year ago, had been cleaned up and heavily referenced in the newer blueprint. It always fills her with warmth, when Slate takes her ideas on board.  

The project can’t be put off any longer. With the workers streaming in, they’ll need a permanent stable. A safe way to deal with the offers for work and commerce. Currently mail is left at Fleecehold for Adalyn.  

The path through the Spires is steep and crumbling; twisting and incredibly narrow in places. Adalyn can’t help but admire those persistent and skilled enough to make it to the castle entrance. 

Most don’t. The path is dangerous. People are attempting to navigate it with alarming regularity. It’s gotten to the point where The Wyvern’s Flock receives a stream of complaints about lost packages, twisted ankles, and near falls. She knows it’s beginning to frustrate Grace and Gwen, despite their assurances otherwise. 

It only reinforces the need for a stable. One at the bottom for travellers to stow their horses and swap them out with mules. And one at the top for the animals that complete the journey. They’re considering hiring a guide too. 

Because the couriers don’t stop coming. The work applications and correspondences don’t slow. Slate had built himself a castle. It needs staff to maintain it. And there is no shortage of offers. 

Adalyn strokes the back of Slate’s hand with her thumb. 

He squeezes her leg back, automatic, before stopping suddenly. He gives a rueful wince. “Was I getting off topic?” 

She smiles. “No.” 

“But I was rambling.” 

Adalyn rolls her eyes. “I don’t mind. You know this.” 

His cheeks tinge grey with blush, before he presses a kiss to the back of her free hand. “I’m sorry, I’ve spoken about nothing but work.” 

She glances pointedly at the blueprints. “That was the plan.” 

Slate shares a soft look with Adalyn, his eyes sparkling. “I love you.” 

“Yes. I know.” 

Slate straightens. Places his hand over his chest in mock indignance.  

Adalyn relents, grinning again. “And I love you too.” 

Slate puts away the blueprints. “We can revisit this again when the materials are ready. Will you tell me about your morning?” 

Adalyn had worried that she’d be left with little to do when she sold her bakery. That the kitchen in the Spires would only keep her occupied for so long. That she’d finish reading Slate’s collection of books, and grow bored. She’d been wrong. 

In the days passed she’s practically become Slate’s manager. And that’s just regarding how he handles construction. Half of her job is keeping Slate on task. Reminding him to finish buildings before starting new ones. Helping him prioritise. Making a hard copy of his mental to do list.  

It takes patience and understanding. Slate tends to hop between projects on whim. At first she can’t fathom why he’ll be lengthening the servant’s quarters one morning, and then building a hunter’s lodge in the East Forest by the afternoon. 

Sometimes he needs it. Needs that project rotation, to prevent him from falling to tedium. Other times he jumps tasks so he won’t forget his new ideas. It’s her job to learn the difference. To gently coach Slate back on track, to take note of his ideas so he can come back to them later. He seems grateful for the assistance. And she appreciates being deferred to. Doesn’t mind the extra work. 

Adalyn’s tower had been left unfinished. A side project Slate returns to from time to time, in between other buildings. A servant’s wing had been higher priority. Their staff require a dormitory, a kitchen, a dining area, easy access to running water and a path to the mainway. Slate adds to the quarter every month or so, as more staff are recruited. 

When she’s not helping Slate, Adalyn deals with administrative errands. Sorts the mail. Handles the budget. Manages staff. Somebody has to draft contracts and organise pay and give the hapless craftfolk wandering their halls some semblance of an orientation. Scatterbrained as he is, Slate tends to hire people first and ask questions later.  

They’d first hired a goatherder, one who was willing to double as a poulterer. Adalyn didn’t want to head to Fleecehold every time she needed supplies, and having her own source of eggs, milk, and cheese (and somebody to mind the animals) is one of the first luxuries she put Slate onto. 

While construction was still underway, Slate had started hiring crafters directly. Many he would source from the valley – several professionals, and the occasional apprentice. Others he sent away for. Until there’re a modest collection of people living part time in the Spires, commissioned to create and build at Slate’s whim before the next year passes. A smith busy with hinges, nails, and other iron fittings. Woodworkers and carvers to furnish the place. Niche workers from afar for the more lavish fixtures. 

Then Slate hires artists.  

Decorations are a must. If not for his rich tastes, then to help tell the many corridors and caverns apart. People to spin tapestries, depicting Slate’s family history. Tanners, to produce leather and fine furs from Slate’s hunting, working in tandem with an upholsterer to ensure that seats and lounges are adequately cushioned. Weavers, to create an ample source of bedding for the servant’s quarter, and spinners, to make and provide thread and yarn for aforementioned weavers and fibre artists. Until Adalyn is dizzy with the sheer number of craftsfolks wandering their halls. 

Some of the art comes from further abroad. A handful of paintings and tapestries are commissioned. Slate hardly has the need for stonemasons and sculptors, but he still hires a few. He decorates the halls in limestone reliefs. The scales and wings of his family are repeated motifs. There are also hints at domesticity here and there. Designs featuring the valley; carved sheep in odd places, and crops and foods in others. Patterns peaking from a wall in the kitchen, or near the garden doors.  

Mostly they’d hired serving staff. As Slate’s castle grows, so does the housework. There is too much floor space, too many oil lamps and braziers that require maintenance. Adalyn has enough on her plate without handling the laundry or the sweeping and polishing.  

She’s still the only person allowed to wander the Tower. Slate had deemed his horde too valuable; hadn’t wanted anyone else handling their possessions. Adalyn figures he just doesn't want anyone fussing.  

Next they’ll have to hire a stable hand. And look for a guide, to take people up and down the Spires. But those tasks can wait. 

Grace arrives with their food. Cheese toast sprinkled with salt and rosemary for Adalyn – who makes a note to try cooking it at home. And a haunch of meat, dripping and rare, just the way Slate likes it. There’s wine too; the ladies had a trade deal with Ivar’s brewery, and Adalyn’s visits to The Wyvern’s Flock are a rare chance for her to indulge in his reputed winterberry wine.  

Adalyn digs into her meal while her friend lingers, catching her up on the latest happenings. Adalyn doesn’t get to be social very often, and she’s grown to appreciate the comradery and tentative friendship that the Grace and Gwen have offered her. 

They chat about Lindel. The woman had kept in touch with Adalyn, writing regularly. She still lives with her family, farming and spinning with the rest of the women in her village. Her life hadn’t changed much in the last year, but being the semi-final contender to marry Slate had bought her some respect amongst the others in her village. Even if she keeps the details of the trials to herself. 

Errah comes up too. She’s still a bit of a recluse, shepherding in one of the smaller settlements. Neither does she write, though Adalyn suspects that has more to do with her ability, rather than her desire.  

One of Slate’s cousins had been checking in on her, and the occasional sight of the silvery wyvern has been a fierce topic of gossip. Adalyn listens avidly. Lune hadn’t bothered visiting the Spires. It’s apparently poor etiquette for one wyvern to visit another’s territory and not declare themselves, but Slate doesn’t mind.  

Adalyn decides to visit Errah. If Lune is attempting to court her, then she’d probably appreciate the hard earned information Adalyn could share about that particular experience. 

Gwen wanders over, and conversation turns towards business. Repayments on the building. Mail collection. Food orders.  

The sun sets and the stars wheel gently overhead by the time Slate and Adalyn leave. They walk the settlement for a while, and Adalyn is struck with the fond memory of when she’d given Slate his first tour of the area.  

The night grows cold and Adalyn shivers. 

Slate wraps his arm around her shoulders and steers her towards the courtyard. He transforms, without a care for who sees him. Adalyn can’t help but smile again, reminded vividly of the first time Slate had landed here in this form. The power he’d given her at his entrance.  

What’s with that look? 

Adalyn shakes her head. “I’m just feeling nostalgic.”  

She brushes her fingers against his scaled snout. Smiles up at him, before leaning in and kissing him on the cheek.  

He rumbles; a sound of contentment.  

“I had a nice time tonight. Thank you.” 

He doesn’t reply, nuzzling his face against her shoulder instead. His tongue flicks out across her neck, playful and affectionate. Adalyn yelps, before dissolving into laughter at the ticklish sensation. 

Slate lowers his head further. Nudges her side, more forcefully.  

Climb on already. I want to take you home. 

She nearly flushes at his directness. Feigns shock with a hand over her mouth. “So forward, Slate?” 

His huff sends a breath of hot air at her face, but he doesn’t otherwise reply. He’s familiar with the joke. It’s not the first time she’s made it.  

Adalyn kisses him again before climbing up. Jests aside, she looks forward to getting back to the Tower. To whatever Slate might have in mind for the evening. 

Once more, the shadow of a wyvern passes over Clearwater Valley.  

[simciaga]

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An iconic Southern delicacy! A 24-hour breakfast diner internationally known for it's outrageous after hour customers AND employees. The cleanliness might be questionable and your total gonna vary every time no matter how consistent you are with your order BUT the food is gonna hit every time! Just make sure you see your cook take at LEAST one smoke break.

Restaurant / 30x20 (Willow Creek) / 200,364 Simoleons

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[galactic-magick]

Valentine’s Day: Odo x Reader

Summary: Odo has no idea what Valentine’s Day is, but Quark convinces him to go all out for you.

Words: 700+

Author’s Notes: Just a cute and very cheesey fic for the Odo lovers.

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Odo huffs, strolling over to Quark’s bar for the first time this morning. Once again he’s doing something that looks suspicious, and he’s absolutely not going to get away with it.

“Quark…” he glares. “What is all this?”

He gestures to the elaborate display of pink and red heart decorations all over the bar and stringed across the promenade. The bar counter is covered with flowers, candy, jewelry, and several other objects Odo doesn’t recognize. There’s a crowd of people, mainly humans, handing Quark strips of latinum and taking a few of these products.

“It’s a human holiday, figured I’d make some profit off of it. Is that such a crime?”

“Do you have a permit to sell these things?”

“Geez, Odo, I don’t need a permit to sell stupid flowers and chocolate. No need to ruin everyone’s fun,”

Odo rolls his eyes, taking another glance at the display, “What is the human holiday?”

“It’s called Valentine’s Day. It’s when human couples show how much they love each other by buying a bunch of gifts and having elaborate dates or something,” he takes a few more strips of latinum from another customer. “The point is, it’s a huge profit-maker. Humans are willing to buy tons of this silly stuff to please their partners, and it’s frowned upon if you don’t do anything at all,”

The smirk on Odo’s face falls a bit at the last comment. His mind goes to you.

“Do you...do you think Y/N will be expecting something for this holiday?” he hates asking Quark for help for things like this, but clearly he knows what he’s talking about in this instance.

“Well, they’re human aren’t they?”

“How do I know what they like?”

Quark shuffles through his supply and pulls out a huge bouquet of flowers and a heart shaped box.

“Let me introduce you to the variety pack. If you don’t know what someone’s favorite flower is, this has tons of different ones, and this box has a variety of different flavors of candy and chocolate. They’re bound to like something,”

Odo hesitantly grabs the gifts. Would you really want these things?

“Also,” Quark continues, taking out his collection of Holosuite programs. “I have a bunch of romantic programs that have been very popular. Can I interest you in one of those too?”

“Are you sure Y/N would want all this stuff?”

“Definitely. They’re into you for some weird reason, so you might as well be as romantic as possible today to show your appreciation,” he hold out his hand.

Odo sighs and gives him the latinum, walking off with his arms full of gifts.

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You’ve been on duty all day today, a stressful day at that, so the sight of Odo greeting you as you leave your station puts an immediate smile on your face. You gasp as he hands you a flower.

“What’s this for?”

“For you,” he replies.

“Why thank you, but what’s the occasion-”

Before you can finish you question, he hushes you and leads you to your quarters. He gestures for you to open it, and you do. Surprise washes over your face again as you see all kinds of flowers scattered all over the floor in a pathway. You look at him as you follow it, and he nods. It winds through all the rooms, ending in the dining area, with the table set with a gorgeous candlelit dinner and a basket of treats.

“Wow, Odo, this wonderful,” you smile and kiss his cheek.

“Are you pleased?”

“Of course!” you take his hands. “But I’m still confused about what’s going on?”

“What do you mean? Isn’t it a big human holiday today?”

You take a moment to think, and eventually burst out laughing.

“Holy shit, is it Valentine’s Day? It’s been so many years since I’ve been on Earth, I honestly forgot about that one. It’s really not that big of a holiday, but it’s still cute and fun,”

“Damn you Quark…” he mutters. “He told me this was a super important human holiday and that you would be expecting a super romantic gesture today! I can’t believe how much latinum I gave him for this-”

You take his face and turn it towards you, “Odo, regardless of the fact you did all of this because of something Quark told you, it’s still super sweet, and I love that you put in all of this effort to make me happy today. I’d love to spend Valentine’s Day with you,”

“Really?”

“Yes. It’s basically a day about love, and I certainly love you, so why not celebrate it?”

“I love you too,” he leans into your hand. “Very much.”

[void-galaxy-shenanigans]

^^

This, 100%. But also as someone who worked this kind of job it *is* sincerely helpful when customers understand what’s going on behind the scenes.

I’m absolutely not saying it’s the customers’ fault, or that you shouldn’t unionize, or that it’s not understaffing (I’m extremely aware that that’s about 90% of most of the problems we faced). You’re right and I wish that could have happened, been fixed, etc. (I’m at a new job that, fingers crossed, seems to be much better about this.)

What I *am* saying is that customers tend to be more patient and understanding if they know what we’re up to / expected to do. Especially in the meantime while we are forced to be understaffed.

We’re *technically* not supposed to tell customers that we’re understaffed or why we’re struggling or any of that, but as an autistic who’s sometimes brutally honest, sometimes I would anyway. It usually gave customers a sense of relief, ironically (because then they understood we weren’t intentionally slow or ignoring them, and that it wasn’t their particular order or anything special about them that made us struggle).

I was a cashier. I was the one who typed in some of these orders. I was sometimes the one who yelled it into the kitchen if we had a big order so that the people on fryer or sandwich maker positions could prepare a couple minutes early, to save all the time we could. (“40 nuggets going out!” (we had to drop a new bag, that was usually all we had & sometimes more than we had); “nine burgers going out!”)

So whether it was during a cleaning time, during a rush, or close to close, I would tell the customer what was going on. It made both of our lives easier.

“We had three people call in, so we’re a little short staffed. It may be a few extra minutes to get your food; ¿is that okay?” Sometimes that could save someone on their work lunch break, or it would at least give them the chance to ask for it to-go so they had time to return to their workplace. Sometimes it told them they had time to run to the restroom or call a friend to come visit.

“We have five people running ten positions today; I’m so sorry for the delay. ¿What can we get you?” Usually a quick explanation with an apology made the customer smile, relax, and order their food. Sometimes they would ask questions and make sure we were going to be alright when we were short staffed.

As long as it was brief, and often accompanied with an apology (‘sorry for the delay’), a question (‘is that okay’), or both (‘we're short staffed today, I'm sorry for the delay. is it okay if you have to wait a couple extra minutes before your food is ready? we'll get it out as soon as we can’), then customers felt reassured, relieved, respected, or at least less upset.

The customers also usually felt like they were being let in on a secret, in a happy & connective way. They would lean in, murmur curiosity, ask questions about how being short-staffed worked/affected us or about what each position was expected to do (not in an intrusive way, more of a ‘how many responsibilities are you expected to juggle? ...oh wow, that's actually a lot. can I make your job a little easier?’ kind of way). Often this meant explaining that as the cashier, I was typing in orders and giving out drink cups or specialty drinks, but I was also getting orders out to customers at the other part of the counter (two positions, supposed to be two people at least, but they usually had the cashier do it all), and I was somehow expected to still stay on top of keeping the dining room swept, the tables cleaned, touch points wiped down, finger prints off of anything glass, wiping down soda machines & replacing anything that ran out, restocking the straws/lids/portion cups/etc.— I was expected to basically do the physical labour of two to three people so corporate didn’t have to pay three people and lose a tiny bit of profit, and ‘risk’ somebody having a chance to rest and breathe (“if you’ve got time to lean, you’ve got time to clean”).

Obviously we couldn’t share some information (upcoming sales or profit info or whatnot that we’d get sued for sharing), but if I was allowed legally to share it (even if it was frowned upon), I would.

Sometimes I’d even run the drive through alone, and that’s supposed to be minimum three people (I think it should have been four). I’d have to take orders at the loudspeaker (talk to the customer, ask the questions so I got the info we needed to make it, & type it all in), cashier at the window and try to minimize the small talk (so I had time to do everything), and also bag and hand out the order. That’s not including that I had to make drinks, and only the soda machine was close by. If they wanted anything else (coffee, lemonade, etc.) I had to go around the corner away from my register to make it, then bring the drink(s) over to the window (and sometimes they ordered several of those speciality drinks). Sometimes I even had to run the fryer station too. Whenever this happened, I would tell customers explicitly what was happening. “Hey, I’m so sorry, I’m running drive-through alone” (at the window) or “I’ll be right with you, I need to cash out the car at my window” (at the speaker). It helped them feel better about the delay, and be a little more patient as I desperately attempted to keep up or catch up. It happened a lot because I was their longest lasting employee apart from (7 years, 14 years) people titled management (because let’s be honest, I was one without the pay or title by the end).

After I had made it a whole year, they gave me a celebratory pin and started asking me to “coach” new people, and started making me run 3 to 4 positions alone. The longest employees were two to three years, and by the time I finally quit (2 years), every single one of the people I started with had quit (for new employment or because they couldn’t stand it anymore). There were a handful who began after me, six months to a year in, but they were already talking about leaving too. Most people I left behind had been there a month to six months at most. (I left in part because I was supposed to have a new job (got yanked from underneath me), and in part because they were ableist (anti autistic, anti physical disability, very very anti depression (that would be a whole other post)) and sexist & transphobic (very interrelated), and in part because they refused to actually make me a manager despite having me do every single manager task up to and including training new hires *with the manager specific training packet*. I began that job because they promised to promote me to management a year or so in, but they just kept making excuses (the real reason is depressed/bipolar autistic trans masc person, who can’t perfectly mask).

I wish we had been properly staffed, or that people were employed longer than 3 months so we had time to unionize (they usually quit at that point). It was exhausting trying to run a minimum of two to three positions, or sometimes what should have been four to five positions. I wish I had known how to unionize (they of course kept all that information from us), and had the confidence to involve others. Most of that was corporate’s fault (intentional), because greedy capitalism was more important than their workers’ lives, safety, and even ability to work properly.

But I, as a cashier, also hated it when customers showed up too close to closing time (didn’t hate the customers, but did dread the extra work). I tried to not make it their problem, but I would deflate a little and immediately dread taking their order. Because like the line cook above said, as a cashier you’re very strictly told to make anything the customer requests no matter how inconvenient or painful. Make the customer happy, worry about yourself and your cleaning and your store later. So I was expected and demanded to let them order forty nuggets or three triple burgers or whatever they wanted, and I couldn’t kick them out of my dining room so I had to clean around them, lock the doors, and wait for them to leave (because I couldn’t leave until they did, even if I was technically off *at* closing). Sometimes I’d nudge that we were short-staffed or (‘how are you’) a little ‘haha, well, I'm alive’, but I got in trouble for admitting that we were all exhausted, it was three minutes to close, and I just wanted to go home.

Customers who didn’t work in fast food were shocked by what was expected of me. (Customers who did were very understanding.) So I continued—despite protests from management—to openly disclose why we were struggling, late to talk to them, or late getting their food to them. I wish more people understood how fucked up the fast food industry is (wage theft, understaffing, expectations, timers & competitions, etc.), and how difficult it can be to work anywhere in the food industry (unless you’re very well staffed with a good boss).

The tasks the line cook described ^^ made me recall as the cashier how much we all struggled. I watched the cooks and fryers and sandwich makers groan, or run to grab more food or add something to the fryer, or lean into the edge of their station in exhaustion, or stare blankly at the screen and count sadly how much they had to make, or panic at a new order. Even as a cashier, or when I bagged their orders, it was exhausting and stressful.

I loved seeing the regulars, and beginning to memorize their name and order. It was rewarding to see them smile or light up at being recognized. They were usually the most patient, empathetic, and respectful people. They were dependable. But the new people or infrequent people were the ones who were shocked by what was expected of us.

The least stressful late orders (or large orders) called ahead or placed a mobile order. We could make it ahead of time, and continue our tasks. It still wasn’t ideal, but we didn’t have to panic or run to prepare for it. Or at minimum it was the small orders— one meal with one drink, or a couple sandwiches.

Please please please be kind and patient with your food service workers.

~Nico

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line cook here. ACCURATE

if you don't get the hate, here's what you don't understand.

it takes up to 2 hours to close down the kitchen.

The last 60-90 minutes before closing time you do almost no cooking because the restaurant doesn't have many people in it and you've already cooked most of their diners.

So if someone walks in during, like, the last hour, the cook is in the middle of an industrial deep clean of the kitchen.

(these numbers can vary quite a bit from place to place but i have worked several restaurants with these actual times and the concept remains the same)

Say the place closes at 10. If you wait til the restaurant is already closed to start all your cleaning duties, you'll be there until at least midnight.

More than that your boss knows that on an average night you can start your clean up as soon as the last rush ends and get out of there around 10:45, even 10:15 on a slow night if you get lucky. That means there are plenty of restaurants where if you do take until midnight the manager is going to come up to you at some point that week and ask you what went wrong that night, and you'd better have an answer.

So this example restaurant closes at 10 pm. The dinner rush ends around 8:30, and shortly after that the cook is going to start getting every single dish possible over to the dishwasher because the dishwasher always gets hit hard and late, and the machine runs for 2 full minutes and only holds so many dishes, so the way that works out is if you wait an extra 30 minutes to give the dishwasher all your stuff it can mean adding like 60 minutes to the end of his shift. And you're gonna KEEP finding shit to send to the dishpit right up until you leave probably.

all these little square and rectangle containers in this cold table have to be pulled out and changed over into new containers, replaced by new full ones, or in some cases filled from larger containers in the back, which can result in even more empty containers to send to the dishwasher.

while it's all pulled apart to do this, you have to clean up all the spilled food and sauce and juices and stuff from the joints and ledges and shelves and drip trays

Once you get your line changed over in this way, and fully stocked, anytime someone orders something that makes use of a bunch of that stuff, you have to restock and re-clean it some. It might already be covered in plastic. Some of it might already be stuck in the back to make room to take apart your cutting board counter to clean. To cook a dish isn't TOO much of a problem at this point, but you're really hoping for zero orders because you still have so much other cleaning to do.

Meanwhile the salad bar and appetizer section and server station and everybody are all doing the same thing. Even the bartenders are stocking olives and lemons and sending back whisks and stir spoons and shakers and empty 4quart storage containers that used to hold the back-up lemons and olives and things. Every section is dumping their must-be-cleaneds to the dishpit as fast as possible because early and fast is the only thing they can do to to help that dishpit not absolutely drown into overtime.

The poor dishwasher is always the last to clock out, soaking wet and exhausted.

Around this time you probably scrub the flat top, which has turned black from cooked on grease and is still about 500 degrees. Line cooks are divided in opinion on water-based or oil based cleaning methods for this, but they all involve scrubbing with (usually) a brick of pumice stone using every ounce of your strength while you try not to burn yourself

you scrub it from fully blackened to gleaming silver and now if somebody orders something that needs the flat top to cook, you can either fuck up your cleaning job or fake it in a couple frying pans and pass that tiny fuck you down to your dishwasher (who usually understands, especially if you help them take the garbage out or clean your own floor drain later)

If there's deep fried stuff on the menu then the fryers have to be cleaned out, which includes straining the oil out into enormous and super-heavy pots full of oil so hot that if you spill on yourself then it's probably a hospital visit and if you slip and fall face first into it it'll be the last thing you ever do.

Then you gotta scrub out the fryer. Like you gotta take the (hot) screen out and reach your arm down into the weird rounded pipes and curved areas (so hot, burn you if you brush against them hot) and scrub off whatever is down there

Depending on your kitchen you might have to do up to four of these. Then you'll have to pour the (dangerously hot) oil back in

oh, and if you didn't dry the pipes and get ALL the water out of the trap and tank?

water reacts with hot oil in a sort of mentos and coke way that can send a tidal wave of oil past the open flame of the pilot light ...HUGE dangerous mess and/or burn down the kitchen if the oil lights up.

Unless! If the oil has been used too hard and needs to be changed, it's time to carry those open topped super heavy pots full of will-kill-you-hot oil and dump them in the barrel outside by the dumpsters so you can put room temp fresh oil in the fryers. whew!

The clean up is not just some light wiping down that can be easily interrupted, is what i'm saying.

You might have to do some kind of walk-in duty (moving around 50lb cases of lettuce and 50lb bags of onions to get to the stacks of five gallon buckets full of salad dressings and sauces to move so you can reach the giant metal pots and bus tubs full of prep and get it all organized and make sure it's all labeled and i have to stop now i'm having flashbacks)

THE POINT IS

by 15 or however many minutes to close, the line cook is doing an intense deep clean and probably has the whole stove taken apart to detail.

For some industrial stoves this means lifting off large cast iron plates that weigh like 20 lbs each and are still quite hot. Whatever metal burners are on there, you gotta take off and clean, you can see here the lines that indicate the large thick cast iron rectangles that sit on top of the burners to allow heavy pots to rest on. Those five (each has one front burner hole and one back burner hole, see?) have to be lifted off and cleaned with soap and a wire brush usually, and then the underneath area also has to be cleaned because a lot of shit falls through the burner holes on a busy night.

if you didn't do it when you did the flat top you have to do the grease trap (which can be like a full five minutes and is always disgusting).. You gotta clean out all the little gas jets in each burner with a wire or something so the burners all flame evenly, and sometimes you have to remove some of the natural gas piping that connects the burners to access where you have to clean.

you gotta clean out the bottom of the oven and the wire racks, and, oh gods, you gotta take down the filter vents from the hood fans above the stove.

See all the lined parts along the top of the wall?

those are hood vents, and as they pull air up they also pull a lot of grease and they have to be taken down and cleaned, then you gotta climb up there and scrub where they go before you put them back...

And then there's the mopping and floor drains and...

Anyway, that's what the line cook is doing when you walk in fifteen minutes before closing and order something that needs to be cooked on that stove. They are doing an entire industrial cleaning of a professional kitchen.

In some restaurants maybe one or two of these jobs will be every other night or even only twice a week, but in many, possibly most kitchens, ALL of these things happen EVERY night. You don't want to leave any food mess that might attract insects or rodents for one thing, so a really good kitchen is as close to brand new as you can get it every night.

IF YOU ABSOLUTELY HAVE TO ORDER SOMETHING ANYWAY, HERE IS WHAT TO DO

open with an apology and ask the server to go ask what the cook would prefer you to order.

Any good server will already know what the cook is hoping for and what will make their line cook go into the walk in and scream. If it's significantly less than an hour to close and they say some variant of "oh anything is fine" they are either telling the lie their boss wants them to say, or they actually do not know what their line cook wants, and you can either use human connection and a conspiratorial just-between-us tone to get them to drop the customer-is-always-right act, or get them to actually go ask the cook.

It might be as specific as "the lasagna is easiest on the kitchen" or it might be a simple guideline like "nothing that requires the flat top" or "any of the sautés are easy" but a good line cook will probably have a system for if they have to make a couple of the most popular items after they start their close, so the answer is likely to include something most people like and you should be good to order that.

but for the love of all that's holy, please only do so at great need. Leave that last 30-60 minutes to the truly desperate and the crew's duties.

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Why Choose a Local Furniture Maker? Opting for a local furniture maker has several advantages:

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Affordable Furniture Shop in Ahmedabad for Your Home

When it comes to creating a comfortable and aesthetically pleasing living space, furniture plays a key role. Whether you're moving into a new home or looking to refresh your current living space, finding the right furniture can transform the entire ambiance of your house.

In this article, we will explore some of the most effective ways to find affordable furniture in Ahmedabad and why it's essential to choose the right pieces for your home.

Why Choose Affordable Furniture?

Furniture can be a significant investment for homeowners, but it doesn’t have to be expensive. In fact, many furniture shops in Ahmedabad offer pieces that are durable, trendy, and budget-friendly. The key to finding affordable furniture lies in researching, comparing options, and choosing designs that suit both your budget and lifestyle.

Factors to Consider When Buying Affordable Furniture

1. Material Quality

Opt for furniture made from solid wood, high-quality plywood, or metal, as these materials tend to be more durable. Even if the furniture is budget-friendly, choosing pieces with long-lasting materials will save you money in the long run.

2. Design and Functionality

Furniture should complement the style of your home while serving a functional purpose. Whether you're looking for a comfortable sofa, a functional dining table, or space-saving storage solutions, it’s important to find pieces that not only look good but also fit your needs. Make sure that the design is both practical and attractive to create a harmonious living space.

3. Budget Considerations

Set a budget before you begin shopping. Having a clear idea of how much you’re willing to spend on each item will help narrow down your options. You don't need to spend a fortune to get stylish furniture; many shops offer pieces that fit within a reasonable price range.

4. Durability and Longevity

Affordable furniture should be built to last. Although it may be tempting to opt for cheaper options, look for brands that offer warranties or guarantees. A small investment in a higher-quality piece can save you money over time, as you won’t have to replace it as often.

5. Space Utilization

Consider the size of your living space when purchasing furniture. Smaller apartments benefit from multi-functional or modular furniture that serves more than one purpose. For example, a sofa bed or an extendable dining table can be incredibly useful in a compact space.

Finding Affordable Furniture Shops in Ahmedabad

Ahmedabad is home to numerous furniture stores, offering a wide range of affordable options. Here are a few ways to find the best furniture for your budget:

1. Explore Local Markets

Ahmedabad has several local markets where you can find furniture at affordable prices. Markets such as the Lal Darwaja and the Manek Chowk areas are known for offering a variety of furniture, from traditional to contemporary styles. These markets are ideal for those who prefer to shop in person and negotiate prices.

2. Visit Online Furniture Shops

For convenience and variety, online furniture shops in Ahmedabad can be an excellent choice. Online stores often offer competitive prices, seasonal discounts, and promotions that can help you get more value for your money.

3. Discounted Furniture Stores

Several furniture shops in Ahmedabad provide seasonal discounts, clearance sales, and special promotions. These stores offer high-quality furniture at a fraction of the cost during sale periods. Keep an eye out for these events to grab great deals on your favorite furniture pieces.

4. Custom-Made Furniture

If you have specific preferences or a limited budget, consider opting for custom-made furniture. Local carpenters and furniture makers in Ahmedabad can design and craft affordable, bespoke furniture pieces that are tailored to your needs. Custom furniture often costs less than ready-made pieces and ensures you get the exact style and size you want.

Padmavati Furniture: Your Go To Destination for Affordable Furniture

When searching for affordable furniture in Ahmedabad, Padmavati Furniture stands out as a trusted name. Known for providing a variety of high-quality furniture pieces at reasonable prices, this shop is dedicated to delivering products that cater to all customer needs.

Whether you need a new bed frame, dining set, or sofa, Padmavati Furniture ensures that each piece is designed for durability and style.

For those on a budget, the shop offers a range of furniture designed to fit various tastes without compromising on quality.

Tips for Maintaining Affordable Furniture

To ensure your furniture stays in good condition for years, here are a few maintenance tips:

Regular Cleaning: Dust furniture regularly to avoid build-up. Use appropriate cleaning products for wood, fabric, or metal surfaces.

Use Protective Covers: Use fabric covers for sofas and chairs to protect them from wear and tear.

Avoid Direct Sunlight: Excessive exposure to sunlight can cause fading and damage to furniture.

Check for Wear and Tear: Inspect your furniture for any loose parts or damage.

Conclusion

Choosing affordable furniture for your home doesn't have to mean compromising on quality or style. With a bit of research, you can find furniture that fits your budget while meeting your needs in terms of durability, design, and functionality. 

Padmavati Furniture is a leading furniture shop in Ahmedabad, offering a wide variety of high-quality furniture for homes and offices.

Whether you're looking for modern designs or classic pieces, our showroom provides stylish, durable, and affordable options to meet every need. Visit us for the best furniture shopping experience.

Whether you shop at local markets, online stores, or specialized shops like Padmavati Furniture, there are plenty of options in Ahmedabad for affordable, high-quality furniture.

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How To Choose The Perfect Hardwood Dining Table For Your Home?

Selecting the ideal dining table for your home can be challenging yet rewarding. A dining table is not just a functional piece of furniture; it serves as the focal point of your dining area, where family and friends gather for meals and special moments. Among the various materials available, a hardwood dining table is often considered the gold standard for its durability, timeless appeal, and ability to complement various interior styles. This guide will explore the essential factors to consider when choosing the perfect custom dining table for your home.

The Advantages of Choosing a Hardwood Dining Table

A hardwood dining table is a durable and long-lasting investment that can withstand years of use while maintaining its aesthetic appeal. Hardwoods such as oak, maple, walnut, and cherry offer a combination of strength and beauty, making them ideal choices for dining tables. The natural grain and rich colour variations in each type of wood can enhance the visual appeal of any dining room, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere.

Moreover, hardwood tables are highly resistant to wear and tear, making them a practical choice for households with children or frequent gatherings. With proper care, a dining table can last for generations, passing down as an heirloom and retaining its value over time.

Determining the Right Size and Shape

Size is a critical factor when selecting a dining table. It is essential to choose a table that fits your space without overwhelming the room. Start by measuring the area where the table will be placed, ensuring sufficient space around the table for comfortable movement. Ideally, 36 inches should be between the edges of the table and surrounding furniture or walls.

In addition to size, the shape of the table plays an important role in both functionality and aesthetics. Rectangular tables are the most common choice, but round and square tables offer unique advantages. Round tables are ideal for smaller rooms and promote a more intimate, conversational setting. In contrast, rectangular tables can accommodate more guests, making them perfect for larger spaces or formal dining areas.

A custom dining table offers the flexibility to tailor the table's size and shape to suit your specific requirements. This option allows for a highly personalised solution that seamlessly integrates with the dimensions of your dining area.

The Appeal of Custom Dining Tables

One of the greatest benefits of choosing a custom dining table is the ability to create a piece that aligns perfectly with your vision and home decor. Unlike mass-produced tables, a custom dining table offers the flexibility to select the type of wood, finish, and design elements that match your style. 

Additionally, these dining tables allow for a higher level of craftsmanship and attention to detail. You can work directly with a designer or woodworker to incorporate unique wood grain patterns, intricate detailing, or bespoke dimensions to ensure the table fits perfectly in your space.

Considering the Table’s Finish

The finish of a hardwood dining table is an important aspect that can greatly affect its overall appearance and longevity. The finish not only enhances the natural beauty of the wood but also protects against stains, scratches, and moisture.

Depending on the look you wish to achieve, you can choose from various finishes, including matte, satin, or high-gloss. A matte finish offers a more rustic, natural look, while a high-gloss finish can give the table a modern, polished appearance. For households with children or pets, a protective finish that resists scratches and spills may be a practical choice.

Consult your table maker about the finish options when opting for dining tables. They can guide the best finishes for aesthetic appeal and durability.

Complementing Your Dining Table with Chairs

Once you have selected your dining table, choosing the right chairs to complement the design is important. The chairs should match the table's style and finish and provide comfort and support for long meals. You can choose between coordinating sets or mix and match different chair designs for a more eclectic look.

Consider working with the same designer or craftsman to create matching chairs to complement your dining table for a fully cohesive dining set. This ensures that the table and chairs work seamlessly together, creating a unified and polished dining space.

Conclusion

A hardwood dining table is a timeless investment that can enhance your home’s dining area for years. By considering factors such as size, shape, wood type, finish, and design, you can select a table that meets your functional needs and complements your home’s overall aesthetic. Whether you choose a pre-made option or custom dining tables, the right dining table will serve as the centrepiece of your home, bringing people together for memorable meals and gatherings.

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Besides its useful lowes outdoor furniture benefits, wholesale resin restaurant furniture offers a wide range of style choices which will cater to the diverse aesthetics of Seattle's dining institutions. From modern, minimalist styles that attractiveness to trendy eateries to additional rustic, nature-inspired items that mirror the region's stunning landscapes, resin furniture can be customized to discount furniture stores near me align with the distinctive branding and thematic concepts of various restaurants. This versatility allows house owners to create cohesive indoor and outside spaces that resonate with their identity, ensuring that the furniture complements the dining expertise.

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Creative Coffee Station Ideas to Enhance Your Home

Coffee has become an essential part of daily life for many people around the world. Whether it's a comforting cup to start the day or a relaxing moment with friends, having a dedicated space for coffee can make the experience even more enjoyable. Creating a coffee station idea in your home is an excellent way to organize your coffee essentials and make your kitchen more inviting. 

Whether you have a large kitchen or a small space, plenty of coffee station ideas for home can elevate your morning routine. In this guide, we will explore various creative ideas to set up a coffee station that suits your style, space, and needs.

The Benefits of Having a Coffee Station in Your Home

A coffee station for home does more than just provide a designated spot for brewing your favorite beverages. It also helps you keep everything organized, ensuring you always have access to the tools and supplies you need for a perfect cup of coffee. Here are some benefits of setting up a coffee station:

1. Organization

A coffee station helps declutter your kitchen by creating a specific spot for all coffee essentials. It keeps items like coffee beans, pods, mugs, and accessories neatly stored, ensuring they are easy to find. This eliminates the chaos of scattered coffee supplies across multiple areas of your kitchen.

2. Convenience

With a coffee station, everything you need for a perfect cup is in one place. Whether it's the coffee machine, filters, or sugar, you can access everything without searching through cabinets or drawers. This saves time, especially during busy mornings, and makes your coffee-making routine seamless.

3. Aesthetic Appeal

A well-designed coffee station adds charm and personality to your home. It can elevate your kitchen’s look with stylish elements like floating shelves, decorative jars, or a unique coffee maker. This dedicated space not only serves a functional purpose but also becomes a visual highlight in your home.

4. Entertaining

A coffee station makes hosting guests easier and more enjoyable. Your friends and family can serve themselves from the organized setup, creating a café-like atmosphere. It also adds a cozy and welcoming touch to gatherings, ensuring your guests feel at home while enjoying their coffee.

Coffee Station Ideas for Home: Style and Function Combined

When it comes to coffee station ideas for home, there are countless ways to style and organize your space. The first step is to assess the available space and decide on the type of coffee station you want. Here are some options to consider:

1. Dedicated Coffee Bar

If you have enough space, setting up a dedicated coffee bar can transform your kitchen into a cozy café. A coffee station organizer's idea for a coffee bar could include a countertop with a coffee machine, a jar for coffee beans, a sugar dispenser, and a storage unit for cups. You can also add a stylish backsplash and elegant lighting to enhance the café-like atmosphere.

2. Floating Shelves for Coffee Storage

For a more minimalistic approach, floating shelves can be a perfect solution. You can use them to store coffee cups, mugs, and other essentials while keeping the countertop clear. This is especially effective in smaller kitchens or apartments. With kitchen coffee station ideas, you can incorporate attractive storage solutions like jars, baskets to keep your coffee pods organized and within easy reach.

3. Coffee Cart on Wheels

If you’re short on space or prefer flexibility, a coffee cart on wheels can be a fantastic option. You can move it around the kitchen or even in the living room or dining area. A customized coffee drawer organizer pod can fit perfectly on a coffee cart, allowing you to keep your pods and accessories in one compact unit.

4. Repurposed Furniture for a Unique Coffee Station

Old furniture can be given a second life as a coffee station. A repurposed dresser, side table, or even a console can be turned into an elegant coffee station. With some simple modifications, like adding hooks for mugs and drawers for storage, you can create a charming coffee nook.

5. Coffee Station with a Personal Touch

To make your coffee station feel more personal, consider adding decorative touches like plants, framed quotes, or artwork. A coffee station for home doesn’t just have to be functional – it can reflect your personality and style. For example, if you love a rustic vibe, you could use reclaimed wood for shelves or a coffee table, adding charm and warmth to the space.

Coffee Station Ideas for Small Spaces

Not everyone has a spacious kitchen, but that doesn’t mean you can’t create a stylish and functional coffee station. Coffee station ideas for small spaces focus on maximizing available areas while keeping things organized. Here are some practical ideas for small coffee stations:

1. Wall-Mounted Coffee Shelf

For limited space, a wall-mounted shelf can hold a coffee maker, cups, and a jar of sugar or coffee pods. This idea works well in apartments or kitchens with little counter space. To elevate the aesthetics, you can pair the shelf with other personalized storage solutions like a personalized watch box, creating a cohesive and sophisticated vibe in your coffee station while maintaining a balance between practicality and elegance.

2. Under-Cabinet Coffee Station

If your kitchen has overhead cabinets, you can use the space below to create a small coffee station. A narrow, pull-out drawer can store coffee pods and accessories, and a small countertop can house your coffee machine. This solution works well in cramped spaces, as it keeps the coffee station hidden but still easily accessible.

3. Compact Coffee Station Organizer

A small coffee station idea can be as simple as a small organizer placed on a countertop or shelf. There are many options available, such as stacking trays, small drawer units, or even stylish jars for organizing coffee essentials. 

4. Repurposed Kitchen Cabinets

If you have unused cabinet space, consider dedicating a small section to coffee storage. A pull-out drawer or a narrow cabinet can house your coffee maker, cups, and supplies. You can even install a coffee mug rack inside the cabinet door for convenience.

Small Coffee Station Ideas: Maximizing Space

Small coffee stations are perfect for creating a cozy and functional corner in your home. These stations can be set up in unexpected places, such as a corner of your living room, an entryway, or a home office. Here are a few more ideas for small coffee station ideas:

1. Solid Wood Coffee Pod Holder with Drawer

The Solid Wood Coffee Pod Holder with Drawer is a must-have for any coffee lover looking to organize their space in a stylish and functional way. Crafted from premium wood, it adds a rustic charm to your coffee station while providing ample storage for coffee pods. 

This versatile holder neatly stores your pods in a sliding drawer, keeping them easily accessible and reducing clutter. Designed by Shanik Homes, it combines durability and elegance, making it a long-lasting addition to your home. 

Its compact size fits perfectly on countertops or shelves, enhancing the functionality and aesthetics of your coffee station.

2. Customized Coffee Capsule Drawer Organizer Pod

The Customized Coffee Capsule Drawer Organizer Pod by Shanik Homes is perfect for keeping your coffee capsules organized in style. Its sleek and modern design makes it suitable for any coffee station, big or small. 

The organizer offers tailored compartments to securely hold coffee pods, ensuring easy access and avoiding mess. Built with high-quality materials, it adds a sophisticated touch to your space while being highly durable. 

This pod organizer maximizes storage efficiency, fitting seamlessly into drawers or on countertops. Its customization options allow you to match your decor, making it a practical and aesthetic choice for any coffee enthusiast.

Creative Ways to Organize Your Coffee Station

No matter how much space you have, an organized coffee station can make your morning routine more enjoyable and efficient. Here are some clever coffee station organizer ideas to help keep your coffee station neat and tidy:

1. Coffee Pod Storage Solutions

Coffee pod storage is essential for keeping your coffee station tidy and functional. A Solid Wood Coffee Pod Holder with Drawer provides a stylish and practical way to store coffee pods, keeping them organized and easy to access. You can place it under your coffee machine to save counter space.  For additional options, consider vertical pod holders, wall-mounted organizers, or spinning racks, which are compact and efficient. To add a personal touch, customize a pod organizer to complement your kitchen décor. These creative storage ideas work just as well for aromatherapy oil storage, making your space both practical and visually appealing.

2. Use Clear Jars and Labels

Clear jars are an elegant and practical way to store coffee beans, sugar, or spices like cinnamon and cocoa powder. These jars help you quickly identify contents while keeping items fresh and easily accessible. Adding labels creates an organized look and prevents confusion.  Opt for jars with airtight lids to preserve flavors. Arrange them neatly on your counter or shelf for a café-like vibe. Clear jars also double as décor, giving your coffee station a sleek, modern appearance. This method is an affordable and effective solution for maintaining order while elevating the aesthetic of your coffee corner.

3. Drawer Dividers and Trays

Drawer dividers and trays are ideal for keeping small coffee accessories organized and easy to find. Use dividers to separate items like stirrers, teaspoons, sugar packets, and filters, ensuring everything stays in its designated spot. Trays can corral loose items, preventing clutter and saving time during your morning routine. 

Look for adjustable dividers or modular trays to customize your drawer space based on your needs. You can also line the drawer with non-slip material to keep the organizers in place. This setup adds functionality and makes even small coffee station drawers feel neat and thoughtfully arranged.

4. Mug Hooks and Racks

Mug hooks and racks are creative storage solutions that save counter and cabinet space while displaying your favorite coffee mugs. Install hooks under a shelf or cabinet to hang mugs, or use a wall-mounted rack for a decorative touch.  You can choose a minimalist design for modern aesthetics or opt for rustic wood racks for a cozy, farmhouse-style coffee station. Some racks come with built-in shelving for added storage. Displaying mugs not only makes them easily accessible but also adds personality to your coffee station, turning it into a functional and visually appealing focal point in your home.

Conclusion

Creating a coffee station at home is not only a practical solution to organize your coffee-making essentials but also a way to enhance your kitchen or living room. Whether you have a large space or a cozy corner, there are countless coffee station ideas for your home that can suit your needs and style. From small coffee station ideas for compact spaces to stylish coffee bars and carts, you can design a setup that makes your coffee experience more enjoyable.

Don't forget to incorporate creative coffee station organizer ideas to keep everything neat and easily accessible. By adding personalized touches and functional storage, you can create a welcoming space where your coffee ritual becomes a delightful part of your day.

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Modern Furniture Trends for 2025: Shabad Interiors Expertise in Design and Manufacturing

Shabad Interiors is one of the best furniture design and manufacturing companies that helps create the perfect, style-infused blend of functionality and durability. As one of the top manufacturers in the list of Best Furniture, Shabad Interiors is leading the way for modern furniture trends in 2025. Now, let's explore the kind of exceptional solutions Shabad Interiors provides to raise your space game.

Modern furniture design focuses on simplicity, clean lines, and functionality without loss of style. Shabad Interiors is well-known as a Modern Furniture maker that produces the items to achieve these objectives. From residential furniture to commercial, the designs produced will fit most varied interiors and blend in with such a lifestyle, as they are specifically suited for today's lifestyle.

Dine in Style with the Best Dining Tables

The dining table is often the heart of a home, where families gather to create memories. As the best dining tables manufacturer, Shabad Interiors crafts tables that combine aesthetics with practicality. For those seeking timeless elegance, our top dining tables collection features innovative designs that enhance any dining area.

Center Tables that Captivate

A well-designed center table can transform a living room. Shabad Interiors offers a range of best Center Tables that serve as stunning focal points. Our Top Center tables are crafted with precision and designed to complement various interior styles, blending seamlessly into both minimalist and lavish settings.

Sofas: Comfort Meets Luxury

At Shabad Interiors, we understand a sofa is a lot more than just a furniture piece; it's where one unwinds and relaxes. That's why we offer the Best Sofa Sets in the market offering unmatched comfort with style. Right from sleek and modern designs to plush luxury sofa in delhi, we have sofas in all shapes, sizes, designs, and fabric. Our Sofa sets are designed by our professional Luxury Furniture designers.

Customization is the hallmark of great design. Shabad Interiors specializes in Customized Furniture in Noida, Customized Furniture in Delhi, Customized Furniture in Gurgaon, and Customized Furniture in Faridabad. Our ability to create bespoke furniture ensures that every piece is a perfect fit for your space and personal style.

Beds That Redefine Comfort

For bedrooms, Shabad Interiors offers an exquisite collection of modern beds manufacturer solutions. As a leading double bed manufacturer in delhi, we tend to create specific types of beds that have the combinations of style with utmost comfort. Each design is well-thought out to add an air to your bedroom.

A Trusted Furniture Manufacturer

As a Luxury Furniture manufacturer in Delhi, Shabad Interiors is committed to delivering excellence. Our furniture showroom in Delhi showcases an extensive range of designs, making us the best furniture showroom in delhi. From modern designs to classic masterpieces, there’s something for every taste.

Commercial Furniture Solutions

Shabad Interiors is also famous for quality furniture for commercial space. As a turnkey interior designer, we offer end-to-end solutions to offices, hotels, and other commercial establishments. Being the best hotel interior designer, best hotel interior designer in Delhi, and best hotel interior designer in Gurgaon, every project is delivered with perfection.

The Significance of Turnkey Interior Contractors

Being a trusted turnkey interior contractor in delhi ncr, Shabad Interiors takes care of every detail, from concept to installation. This all-inclusive approach ensures that the hassle-free experience of our clients will be delivered to them, above and beyond expectations.

The Future of Furniture Design

Furniture trends are shifting toward sustainability, smart functionality, and minimalistic elegance as we enter 2025. Shabad Interiors remains at the forefront by incorporating these elements into our designs. From eco-friendly materials to innovative storage solutions, our furniture is designed for modern living.

Why Choose Shabad Interiors?

Expertise: With years of experience, we are recognized as a Top Furniture designer Services provider.

Customization: Our capability to make customized sofa in delhi and other customized furniture makes sure a personalized solution.

Quality: As a Leading Furniture manufacturer, we always focus on quality and durability with every single product.

Innovative: We always stick to the modern trends, hence being popular among the modern furniture manufacturers in delhi.

Customer satisfaction: We have earned the trust of hundreds of clients through our commitment to excellence.

Shabad Interiors is not just a furniture manufacturer but experience creators and curators of style. Innovation, quality, and customer satisfaction set us as the leaders in this industry. Residential furniture, commercial solutions, or turnkey interior designers are what we can provide for you at Shabad Interiors.

Visit our furniture showroom in delhi or explore our website to know how we will be transforming your space through the fantastic designs of the furniture. Shabad Interiors would help create your home and office space through an amazing integration of style, functionality, and comfort.

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