#it's international coffee day !!

[morganbritton132]

Do you think that the people of Gotham are ever just trying to enjoy their day and then see one of the Waynes walk into the cafe they’re at or go to the movies at the same time as them, and think, “Great, my chances of being a part of a hostage situation has just been raised by 20-40%”

[kingdomblade]

I've been wanting to make this joke for several months but Tanner only drinks pumpkin spice so I had to wait all the way until pumpkin season... and apparently I scheduled it for International Coffee Day! Go figure!

I also designed the lynx girl on the spot and think she came out pretty cute!

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10/18/2024

Officially completed my first ambulatory block, next up is the ED just as respiratory season is kicking in; I'm nervous but excited to learn a lot.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

I want you whipped into shape!

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[isamovingon]

world's cutest intern ?

[mktskii]

—Coffee Confession

—Synopsis: Bakugou Katsuki, a student at the prestigious U.A. High, works part-time at a café, where he begrudgingly deals with annoying customers for some extra cash—until you show up. A new transfer from the States, you're still learning Japanese, and Bakugou, known for his tough attitude, surprisingly goes out of his way to make your favorite drink just right.

—Pairing: Barista!Bakugou Katsuki x AFAB!blk + interational!reader

—Genre: Slow-burn thats lowkey a bit fast-ish(?), Slice of Life, Quirkless AU

—Tags: Quirkless AU, café setting, crush to lovers, fluff, cutness, secret soft side, Bakugou being a cutie, cute confession, cultural differences, language barrier, reader from the states, UA high school.

Bakugou couldn’t believe it. Of all the part-time jobs he could've taken, he ended up working at a cafe. It wasn’t like he needed the money—he was already attending the most prestigious school in Japan, U.A. Academy, where future business leaders, innovators, and geniuses like him were trained. But a job was a job, and for some reason, the idea of working in a cafe didn’t seem all that bad. Plus, he liked money. Except for when they showed up.

"Hey, Bakugou!" A group of annoying guys he hated from U.A. strolled into the cafe. They were the type he despised—the overly popular, arrogant jocks that people gravitated to. Bakugou had beef with them for as long as he could remember. The day they beat him by a measly three points in that basketball game still burned in his brain. He took orders with his usual scowl, holding back the urge to shove them out the door. When they asked for caramel lattes, his mouth twitched in delight. He spoke without really thinking about it.

“We don’t have caramel today. Get something else, unless you want a regular latte,” he said, his tone dripping with venom.

The idiots groaned and, after a few minutes of begging him to check if he was absolutely sure it wasn't in stock, walked off. Bakugou was pleased.

But that’s when you stepped up to the counter. You, with your deep caramel skin and soft glow, looking like you were straight out of a painting. The way your tight curls framed your face, highlighting your striking almond-shaped eyes, made Bakugou freeze. He’d seen you around U.A. before—always asking for directions in broken Japanese, struggling to find your way. You weren’t like those other morons; you had a calm, almost serene aura that intrigued him. Just barely, though. But you always looked so lost, and now, here you were, clearly overwhelmed by the menu and situation.

You panicked a little, your fingers drumming against the counter as you tried to figure out what to order. "Um… sorry… give me a second," you stammered, your accent thick but your effort admirable. You had wanted a caramel latte, too.

Bakugou, normally impatient with customers, felt a strange pull to not be his usual rude self. He almost snapped, but he found himself biting his tongue. You were just… different.

“Take your time,” he said, almost too casually.

You looked up in surprise, probably expecting him to yell at you like he did to everyone else. Even you knew about his reputation by now. His face still held that signature scowl, and yet, behind his fiery eyes, there was something softer there. Something less abrasive. He watched you, trying not to let his face betray anything, but you, like most people, probably mistook his intense gaze for irritation. And sure, Bakugou looked pissed a lot, but this time, it wasn’t that. He was just... looking at you.

When you finally settled on a regular latte, you gave him your name. His friends, Sero, Kaminari, and Kirishima, finally showed up, ready to work, but Bakugou had already zoomed to make your drink himself. He even threw in some caramel for you, even though he'd just told the others they were out of stock. He could assume you wanted it, since the few times you'd come, he always heard you order it. Today was just his day. He's making it for you. You weren't one of those idiots he hated; you didn’t deserve the same treatment. Not that he liked you or anything. Definitely not. He just didn’t hate you.

“Here,” he said, handing you the latte, brushing off your confused look when you realized there was caramel in it.

"Didn't you say there wasn’t any caramel?" you asked, raising an eyebrow.

Bakugou shrugged, handing it to you with a gruff, “Found some in the back.”

You smiled and nodded, seemingly grateful for the small gesture, and left the cafe. But then, you glanced at the name he’d written on your cup. You squinted, trying to decipher the kanji.

“‘Girl who takes too long to order’…?”

You couldn’t help but giggle. Despite his intimidating exterior, Bakugou had a funny, albeit slightly insulting, sense of humor. It didn’t stop there, though. Every time you came back, he wrote something different.

“Caramel latte for the caramel-looking girl.”

“Order for the nerdy brat.”

“Drink for the idiot who speaks trash Japanese.”

But each time, you only smiled and rolled your eyes, giving him a look that said, Really? He’d just shrug, smug as ever.

His friends noticed, of course. Kaminari figured it out first. "Dude, you totally like her," he teased one day when you weren’t around. Bakugou immediately punched him in the shoulder. Hard.

Every time you would come in, Bakugou glared at them, daring them to say something to you. Sero, being the linguist of the group, once tried to speak to you in English, and you looked so relieved and happy to finally understand someone that Bakugou nearly exploded from jealousy.

After that, he downloaded Duolingo, ready to tear that annoying green bird apart if it meant he could speak to you fluently. Learning English was a pain, but the thought of seeing that same smile you gave Sero was worth it. He needed to be the one to make you smile like that.

Not that he liked you or anything. No way. You were just… well, fine.

He liked you.

But Bakugou being Bakugou, he was really nervous to confess and act all lovey or whatever. That wasn’t his style. So, he kept up the insults, kept up the weird names on your cups, hoping you’d catch on eventually that they were slowly not so insulting anymore.

And then one day, after your usual order, you rushed out the door, clearly late for something. You didn’t have time to look at the cup until you were halfway down the street. You pulled it up to your face and read the label.

“‘Pretty girl I want to date.’”

You stopped dead in your tracks, heart pounding. Did you read that right? You glanced back at the cafe, feeling a rush of adrenaline. Before you knew it, you were running back, nearly knocking someone over in your hurry. You burst through the doors, slightly out of breath, and caught Bakugou’s eyes from across the counter.

He looked… devastated that he didn’t get to see your initial reaction. But when you stood there, staring at him with wide eyes, the hint of a blush on his cheeks gave him away.

It wasn’t the most conventional confession. But for Bakugou? It was perfect.

“Well? What’s your answer, dumbass?” he muttered, trying to hide how nervous he actually was.

You just smiled.

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[todayontumblr]

Friday, September 29.

Coffee.

Today is National Coffee Day, as it happens. Which begs the question: is there anything better than walking in the park, amongst Earthy colors and crisp air, with a warm coffee in hand? Or snuggling up, as rain taps on the window, with a favorite read in one hand and a warm mug in the other? Or those first dark and bitter sips in the morning? The answer, in our view, is almost certainly no. #coffee is the pinnacle. Coffee is, more likely than not, as good as it gets. Then again, we might be wrong. Change our minds. Do your worst.  

Perhaps brevity says it best, so we will leave you with this pearl of wisdom from @daugterofliterature. Merry weekend x

[renegadesstuff]

Happy International Coffee Day to them ☕️❤️

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Is Looking for Alaska Pornography

Looking for Alaska has been banned more in the last year than in the previous 16 years. Some Concerned Parent just filed a police report (!?!?!?!?) about a teacher sharing one of my books with a student because apparently they think this teacher is distributing pornography.

But, like, the book is not pornography? Pornography is intended to arouse, and LFA is...just not hot like that. I am not alone in thinking this. Like, of the 68,884 reviews of Looking for Alaska on goodreads, exactly 19 (or 1 out of every 3,500) mention the word “erotic.”

These 19 reviews feature:

4 people who hated the book and cited as the reason they hated it that it contains so many erotic scenes. (But, like, if you found it so hot, how come you hated it so much?)

1 person who said “it definitely couldn't be described as erotic.”

10 people who said the book was some version of “not erotic.”

5 people who quoted Alaska saying of a pornographic video, “What’s erotic about that? Where’s the kissing?” 

Indeed.

[minifiguresadventures]

Happy International Coffee Day!

[ludovicawrites]

We are strong, we are special and we are unique in our own way. For this and more reasons, I wished you everyone a happy International Women's Day~

[uispeccoll]

Happy #InternationalCoffeeDay!

In honor of International Coffee Day, we are highlighting a few of our favorite odes to the delicious beverage. Whether through documenting the rich history of coffee – legend says it all steps from some energetic goats - a simple print of coffee cups, or a diary of one’s daily cup of joe, coffee has been a source of inspiration for centuries.  

Pictured:

[Coffee], Smith Miniatures Collection N8217.C463 A88 2000 

The Coffee Diary : a daily journal of consuming to-go for one year, N7433.4.M3637 C6 2007 

Kleine Kaffee-Visite, Szathmary TX415 .T74 1960 

---Kaylee S.

[emgoesmed]

10/11/2024

Ambulatory block this week.

The workflow details and all the little things parents ask about feels overwhelming 90% of the time but I’ve been surviving and getting reassured by my attendings that I’m meeting expectations.

Intern year is fun, exhausting, frustrating, and rewarding at the same time. 😵‍💫

I had extra time this morning so I treated myself to my favorite breakfast sandwich from the cafe down the street: fried egg, refried beans, pico de gallo, avocado, hot sauce on a Kaiser roll. It’s the little things in life. 🥰

[crisisofinfinitemultiverses]

International Coffee Day

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