#just coffee hearts

[winterfireice]

Chapter 3 of Just Coffee Hearts is out now!!

not tagging people today because I'm tired

“I just don't understand how you two ended up at an abandoned water park in the first place,” Amy tells Dex. We’re all working this Saturday, and it’s a slow day so we're pretty much just hanging out, and talking, not worrying about much,

“We got lost,” Keefe shrugs casually, Keefe isn't working today but is here nonetheless and sharing some random story from last summer when he and Dex went camping. I’m still not sure how they got to the water park and they won’t tell me so I've pretty much given up on finding out.

I hear the door open and look up, my legs nearly falling out from underneath me seeing Biana walk through the door, her mouth breaks into a smile when she sees me and I can feel my cheeks get warm,

“How are you already blushing?” my cousin whispers,

“Shut up please,” I respond quickly before Biana can get to the counter and can hear all my so-called friends laughing quietly,

“Hi, um what can I get you today, I should mention were having a sale on our blueberry muffins,” I say to her finding words much easier than the last time we spoke,

“A latte please and a blueberry muffin I guess,” she laughs “Oh, and a chocolate chip muffin too, please, thank you,” she seems nervous and it makes her even cuter,

“Coming right up,” 

Biana’s phone rings and she steps outside to answer it while Amy says “Ok Sophie you make her coffee and Dex you get her muffin,” 

“And what will you be doing?” Keefe asks,

Amy looks around for a second, “I will get her the other muffin,” she says confidently,

I turn to start making Biana’s latte deciding to add a little foam art of a heart on top,

“Oh that's cute,” Keefe says looking over my shoulder “You should write your number on the side,”

“Oh, you totally should!” Amy says almost squealing,

“I'm not going to do that,” 

“Why not?” Dex asks, “You clearly seem to like her, I mean you practically melt when you see her so why don't you make a move?”

“Ok that's a pretty good point hand me that sharpie,” I say 

…

“Hey sorry about that one of my brothers called me and I didn’t want to miss it,” Biana says coming back in,

“No worries I get it, my older sister is at college so I try not to miss any of her calls either,” I say to her while handing her the latte and bag of muffins,

“My brother is in college too,” she says and looks down seeing her coffee, “Oh this is super cute, I love it! I hope it wasn't too much trouble.” 

“Thanks, and don't worry it's just a coffee heart, I've known how to do them for a while it’s a plus of having parents that own a coffee shop,” I say light heartily,

“Your parents own this place?” Biana asks,

“Yeah they opened it a little after they graduated from college and used to live in the apartment upstairs”

“Very cool,” Biana smiles and pauses for a moment looking down at my name tag, “Sophie, that's a nice name,” 

“Thanks, I've had it all my life”. Dear god, why did I decide to say that, Biana chuckles and looks back down at her coffee “Is this your phone number?” 

“Yes, it is,” I say hoping she doesn't feel like I overstepped,

“I will make sure to call you, Sophie,” Biana says and I smile, we stand there for a moment before she turns to leave. The moment I see the door close I sink to the floor not knowing what to do next,

“I'm not going to lie that went much better than I thought it would, I so thought you would make a fool out of yourself but you were surprisingly put together,” Biana says sitting down next to me,

“Really because I feel like a disaster,” I say into my hands,

“You are a disaster but that was already known knowledge so don't worry about it,” Keefe picks up a cookie and brushes off some crumbs onto the floor before taking a bite,

“You know you have to pay for that right?” I ask him, he responds by reaching into his pocket and pulling out a few dollars, and putting them on the counter before finishing his snack,

“Anyway Amy’s right-” Dex starts to say but I interrupt “Hey”

“Not the part where she was insulting you I mean the part about it going well,” 

I hear two sets of footsteps behind me and am about to stand up before I recognize the shoes,

“Um, quick question, why is one of my daughters sitting on the floor like she just completely flunked a school project and why is one of my other daughters looking like she's enjoying it?” my mom says,

“Sophie talked to a girl then promptly shutdown and Amy is either revaling in her sister’s embarrassment or genuinely excited for Sophie because the girl said she would call Sophie,” Keefe tells my parents,

“Oh that makes sense, wait you don't work today why are you here?” Grady asks

“I'm always here, plus it's still too cold to start surfing,” Keefe states,

“Oh, that reminds me one of your surfboards is still upstairs with some wax, in case your looking for it,” my mom tells him,

“Thanks, I’ve been wondering where it was, I can bring it back over to my place in a few days if that's okay,”

“Of course, your stuff can stay up there for as long as needed,”

Keefe’s face breaks into a smile and I stand up wiping dust off my jeans, 

“Alright well you kids should get going, your shifts are over and you guys should have lives outside of this building,” my dad tells us,

…

“Hey do either of you have notes from Ms. Talle’s class?” Dex asks,

“I think I have some over on Sophie’s desk but I'm not sure if they're very clear,” Keefe responds rifling through a few pieces of paper, the three of us are on my bed doing homework and studying while Amy goes to Jensi’s,

“How are these not clear they’re better than ninety percent of mine, this is one of the benefits of having two best friends that are at the top of our grade,” Dex says after finding the right one of Keefe’s notebook,

“That is why you hang out with us, for our notes,” I laugh and look to my phone, 

“She probably hasn't texted yet because she’s busy,” Keefe says,

“Or she doesn't want to appear to forward so is waiting a few hours, don't stress about it,” Dex adds on,

“I'm not thinking about Biana,” I say a bit too defensively,

“That was the fifth time you've checked your phone in half an hour what else could you possibly be waiting for?” my cousin continues,

“The end of the world,” I state, when a beep interrupts my thoughts I grab my phone in record time that probably just proves my friend's point, 

“Hi it's Biana from the Calla’s I guess I just wanted to say hi, so hi”

“She texted me!” my voice is definitely higher than it normally is,

“We told you she would, are you going to text her back?” Keefe asks,

“I don't know, I mean she waited a few hours before texting me should I do the same thing? Or did she wait because her phone died or something and is now waiting for me to respond like I was waiting for her, but what if I respond too quickly and she finds it weird,” 

“Please stop spiraling it's stressing me out, and respond to her whenever you want because either you are the only person in this world who can worry like you do or this girl is worrying just like you and when you two go on a date you can laugh at yourselves,” Dex says still looking down at his textbooks, he has listened to about five years worth of my anxiety and knows when I really need comfort this not being one of those times apparently,

“I say text her you’re available now so use your free time,” Keefe says, he is basically sitting the opposite way as Dex, sitting on his knees with his hands excitingly tapping on them, his homework completely abandoned,

“But what if-” I start,

“Stop what if-ing, text the girl you can’t stop thinking about,” Dex interrupts while moving our books to the side realizing we're not going to be getting any more work done.

“Fine,”  there’s annoyance in my voice even though I’m happy someone is convincing me to do it,

“Here it is, already unlocked and all ready to go,” Keefe hands me my phone,

“What should I say?” I ask them,

“I don't know, I have had very few crushes in my life,” Dex says,

“Oh I have no clue what to say to girls, and for guys, I'm not the one who usually starts conversations,” Keefe adds looking between us,

“So between the three of us, we have little to no experience when it comes to flirting?” I say,

“Exactly,” Dex tells me,

“Hey, didn’t you ask out Marella though?” Keefe asks,

“Not exactly, we were partnered in a science class and somehow a study session turned into a date,” 

“Wow we're great at this,” My cousin says sarcastically,

“Definitely, we’re the best choice for dating advice, so just tell her that you have been thinking about her or something, it's probably not as complicated as were acting,” Keefe tells me,

“Yeah your probably right,” I say,

…

“Hey, when are you coming back with the mac and cheese?” Keefe shouts from upstairs, i’m cooking a quick dinner while my parents are out on a date and Dex and Keefe decided to stay the night while Amy is at Jensi’s.

“Almost done,” I respond leaning out through the doorway, I pull out my phone drafting up another text for Biana, finally just sending a simple response of 

Hey Biana really happy you texted me,

Before putting away my phone trying not to stress about it while balancing three bowls of Mac and Cheese. Walking up the stairs I feel a vibration from my back pocket and smile to myself, maybe she really is just excited about this as I am.

[rebellum]

Not to be all "I have a degree and I know more than you" but it really bothers me how the people on tumblr who are against the word transandrophobia being coined talk about feminism because they're all just like. So wrong. It's like half the time they're doing 1970s radical feminism and half the time they're just making shit up. Like jfc read a book watch a YouTube video feminism isn't what it's your heart it refers to several theories you have to LEARN ABOUT if you've never read or listened to anything about feminism then this is what you get. People who think the patriarchy doesn't harm men, and people who think "system of oppression" just means "people in power doing things to people without power" etc. Like words have meanings. You have to learn those meanings. You aren't engaging with feminist theory, you're just making shit up. If you don't know what Foucaultian discourse is, which is part of THE basic theories of contemporary feminism, if you don't know what performativity is (no, it's not performance), then you need to learn those before you engage with the theories. Like, fuck, man, I totally get being too tired from work or too disabled or whatever to engage with learning theory, but if that's the case then you should just say "I don't know much about the theory" instead of "I know that 'intersectionality' means people have more than 1 marginalised identity because my heart says it's true". Like, we aren't just saying random shit here, established theories arise from meaningful conversation and engagement with philosophy, lived experience, and research. You can at least put a video about feminism on in the background while you fucking video game.

[ryllen]

You know I am surprise Sebek that is never jealous to anyone who is close to Yuu. It is a boys school and I can imagine some have crushes on her.

[aconstantstateofbladerunner]

Genuinely I think at least 80% of fandom toxicity would vanish overnight if people stopped seeing shipping as the primary way of engaging with media.

I would also personally have more fun and that is the real issue here.

[cg-blight]

very late valentine's day art

[razpberrypie]

so sweet <3 ~

[cthulhusstepmom]

Evidence that Sergeant John "Soap" MacTavish is not what he seems-Lt. SR:

Soap smells like rain, it took a while to put it together because it's not Soap himself that emits the odor, it just follows him. It's less potent inside and when it's sunny outdoors but if you concentrate it's always there.

He has never been observed touching a gun or grenades without gloves. Almost every other explosive he handles with no regard for his own safety gloves.

HE EATS WEIRD SHIT. While he doesn't eat much of the food on offer from the cafe, he does eat consistently when outdoors, usually plants or flowers. Things he has eaten: dandelions(edible), garlic(edible), thistle(edible but he ate it with the thorns), foxglove(toxic, showed no adverse reaction), Several unidentified flowers and berries, grass(technically edible?) Etc.

Will sometimes refuse to enter a place before abruptly going in. The data is not consistent between different buildings or locations. Further research is required.

Sharp teeth.

Groups things in nonsensical ways. He will only fill a magazine with bullets that total a multiple of 7 or 3. The same for what weights he uses in the gym. When drawing or eating he sorts by 4s. He traded his room to get #13 (right next door, coincidence?).

Cameras will not focus on him, whether photo or video he is never in focus regardless of distance or conditions.

He has never once been in medical for more than half an hour, usually much less. Even though his hands have light burns on them almost constantly.

Dogs hate him. He seems ambivalent towards them and he's never been bit that Ive seen. Cats adore him as do birds.

John MacTavish does not blush. Not for lack of trying even when genuinely flustered or hot, his skin does not flush.

Ghost sets down the small notebook with a minute sound of frustration. The evidence is all there but looking at it, what does it really say? Other than that he's an obsessive creep. A series of quirks and coincidences compiled by a paranoid son of a bitch into a fucking stalker journal. But still, Simon can't help but feel like he's right and he'd be dead a million times over if he simply disregarded his intuition. Even if it is something batshit insane.

At this point however it seems that it'll drive him mad far before it yields any answers. After scouring what little resources were comprehensible on the internet he'd started growing out his hair, intent on tying it in knots to prevent charms. Leaving him with a problem he'd not encountered since he'd first donned the mask: unruly curls and balaclavas don't mix well at all. He'd also kept a piece of stale bread in his pocket for days as he'd read it was a repellent to- and he can't even believe he's considering it-fairies. It backfired, if anything Johnny had been more attached to him and even more touchy than usual. He'd left a small deli cup full of coffee creamer outside his door overnight and found it neatly placed upside down where he'd left it with not a drop left. Ghost chalked that up to some wise guy playing a joke or an exceptionally dextrous cat and firmly shut the door on any other possibilities in his mind. His next test had been a gift of clothing mixed with complements, he'd read that both were likely to drive away any Other. It hadn't been a very extravagant gift, a new pair of gloves and a gruff "well done Johnny" but at the time it had seemed to be the final nail in the coffin as Soap had gone white as a sheet(he can do that but he can't blush???) and scurried off. A quiet dread had filled his stomach the whole day until Soap turned up at dinner, a little quieter than usual but wearing his new gloves and eating more than usual(a scoop and a half of mashed potatoes with 4 packets of butter and 2 packets of sour cream as well as a cookie. The main course of spaghetti and meatballs went untouched though Gaz snapped it up before it could truly go to waste). Though when Ghost returned to his room late that night after trudging through hours of paperwork he found a pile of tiny, aromatic, pink flowers on the floor in front of his door and on top of them a shiny metal comb. Simon's tired brain hardly stopped to think of any of the dire warnings he'd found on forum posts and folklore sites alike, crouching and tenderly retrieving the piece from its bed of flora, careful not to crush any of the tiny blooms. Well... With all the knots in his hair-purposeful and otherwise-he's going to need a sturdy comb anyway.

[lolapath]

Tumblr is the only place in the world where a girl can be herself (bat-shit crazy) and will be praised for it ༉‧₊˚.

[0xeyedaisy]

I've seen ppl make Orin Ayo ocs and thought I also wanted to join in on the fun! Plus a little out of context meme

[winterfireice]

Chapter 1 & 2 of my sophiana coffee au are now posted please enjoy 

Taglist: @you-have-been-frizzled @the-one-and-only-aroace @geraldtheanon @oraliefathdon4eternalia @official-kenralie-fanbase @oracle-cookies-deactivated114070 @stopstealingtomatoes @amandayetagain

Chapter 1 - Sophie’s Pov

Amy was supposed to be working today, but she ended up getting the flu and had to call out and everyone else was busy so I'm working the morning shift this Saturday at my family’s coffee shop. 

Im in absolute hell, the line has at least twelve people in it and one of the coffee machines just broke, I’m trying to fix it as quickly as possible when I hear the door open again it takes everything in me not to scream out of built-up stress 

“Need some help?” My best friend asks 

“Oh my god yes, Keefe you're a fricken goddess, help me,” I look up relieved to have someone else here “can you fix this while I take orders?” 

“Wait didn't you have a date, shouldn’t you be having bacon or something with that redhead you were talking to?” I add quickly remembering why he wasn't available earlier

 “He stood me up so I thought I’d come here” Keefe shrugs putting on his apron,

“You ok?” I ask him,

“Yeah it was just the first date no big deal, now move because your terrible at fixing anything that has a power button”

He has a point, and I still have customers to deal with who are getting more annoyed by the second,

After half an hour Keefe and I have gotten a system down and everything is running smoothly, 

Keefe and I have been friends since my first day of school when I ran into him on my way to my first class, literally I crashed him and his jelly donut exploded all over us. I thought he was going to get pissed but instead, he started laughing and then brought me to his locker where he had some extra shirts after school, I bought him another donut, and since then he’s never more than ten feet away.

“I’ll be with you in a moment,” I say placing two teas and one hot cocoa on the counter and calling out a name

I turn to an extremely pretty brunette and lose the ability to speak for a minute “Hi-llo” dear god what is wrong with me “Hello, what can I get you today?” 

“Two green teas, an iced coffee with cream and sugar, and then a mocha iced latte with oat milk, double shot of espresso, two sugars, and two creams, the last one would be my brothers and I am sorry” She laughs and the sticky note she was reading the orders off has fallen off her hand and somehow ended up sticking to her grey skinny jeans.

“No problem it will be ready in a few minutes, can I have a name so I know who to call when it's ready,” I say feeling my face blush.

“Biana Vacker, or just Biana you don't have to say my last name that would be weird,” she awkwardly laughs and I forget to breath

She walks over to the other side of the room after a moment of silent eye contact and sits down on one of the empty chairs I look at her for a few seconds too long,

“Wow you’re a disaster,” Keefe says chuckling

“Shut up” I respond not looking at him

“Want to make her drinks so you can talk to her again?” he asks

“Yes please”

Keefe nods taking my place at the register as I grab the milk.

“Biana Va-, Biana!” I call out. Biana walks over and I slide her drinks over to her one of my fingers grazing her hand. 

“I like your nails,” I tell her they’re a light shade of blue with little daisies painted on them, 

“Thanks, I did them myself I really enjoy painting and nails are just really small canvases, I like your hair,” she says sheepishly,

My hair is in a messy ponytail because it kept getting in my face and I didn't wash it yesterday so the compliment catches me off guard and I just smile and nod at her. She walks away and I take a moment to mourn any confidence I once had.

I turn around and see Keefe trying his hardest not to laugh, “I’m going to go restock the whipped cream” I tell him to avoid being laughed at more.

…

“Uh so glad the day is over, now I can just sit back and ignore all of my homework,” I say throwing my bag down by a beanbag in my room,

Me and Keefe’s shift ended over an hour ago but we stayed a while after talking to Jensi and Dex when their shift started.

“Ha you're taking after me, love,” Keefe says sinking into the chair “Now would you like to talk about the girl you were talking to today?” 

“Oh god she was so pretty” I dramatically fall onto my bed letting myself be consumed by my blankets and pillows 

“You realize you talked to her for like five minutes right?” He asks me, getting up and lying down next to me,

“Yes and I know I will probably never see her again which is a shame because as I say again she was pretty, and she had such a nice voice it was somehow soft and commanding at the same time,” I sigh feeling like every cliche ever,

“I love you and your, for once, semi-active love life” 

“Could you go five minutes talking about this without laughing?” I ask him after he barely got through the second half of his sentence.

“I don't think so. Hey!” 

the pillow I threw at him hits him right in the face, “back to what I was saying before being rudely interrupted is that I'm sorry, but let's be honest your love life has been pretty boring since you and Marella broke up last year, and I'm happy it is possibly getting more interesting because that means my life gets more interesting, you’re my favorite form of entertainment.” Keefe states 

“You’re mine, and on an unrelated note are you sure you’re ok about your date today?” I ask him wanting to get off the topic of my love life, shifting my position so I’m more comfortable and can see Keefe better, he looks fine but I learned long ago never to trust his face in these situations.

“Seriously I'm ok, I talked to him for like two weeks and only waited at that diner for like an hour plus they had really good hashbrowns so I found it a very nice morning,”

“Your sarcasm says otherwise but I can tell you do not want to talk about it so I’ll leave the subject for now but if you want to later I’m all ears,” I tell him 

“Yeah yeah I know, let's just talk about something else,” 

A few hours later we've both finished most of our homework and now Keefe is finishing up a sketch of my cat Iggy while I work on a creative writing assignment,

“Hey, you two hungry?” my mom Edaline comes in asking us,

I look at Keefe and see him nod, “Yes,” I respond for the both of us 

“Ok dinner will be ready in a few minutes can you guys come down and set the table?”

“Of course, we'll be right down,” Keefe says putting away his drawing materials 

Keefe spends most of his nights here and my parents have stopped asking if he's staying for dinner, they’re usually more confused when he doesn't come home with me.

“So anything interesting happen today?” Edaline asks 

“No not really, I mean one of the coffee machines did break again but Keefe was able to fix it,” I respond,

“Yeah because that was the most interesting part of the day,” Keefe is looking down at his plate with a smirk and I have never hated him more.

“What is he talking about Sophie?” My dad asks confused

“Nothing I just spilled a cup of coffee over myself during rush hour and it was super embarrassing,” I don't need my parents knowing that I spend half the day thinking about a girl I know nothing about,

“We’ve all been there” Grady chuckles,

 …

“Hey, how are you feeling?” I walk into Amy’s room holding a cup of tea for her and wearing pajamas,

“Like I’m dying, so, better” she laughs while curling more into her blankets 

“Well, I have the universal cure for any illness, sibling snuggles, and honey in tea because I heard you had a sore throat,” 

“You’re the best almost oldest sister,” She coughs a little and I set down her tea on her nightstand in case she wants it,

“You sure you want to stay in here, I think I may be carrying a very contagious disease that could destroy the world,” Amy says wiping her nose

“You are one of the most dramatic people I've ever met, and besides remember when I was sick last week? I think I got you sick so I'm not worried,” I respond, and lay down next to her then feel my back pocket buzz,

“Wait for one second, I think someone is trying to call me,” I say fishing my phone out and seeing my older sister’s photo pop up 

“Oh it's Jolie,” I tell Amy 

“Answer it!” my younger scooches closer so my camera can see her and I answer my phone,

“Hello smaller versions of me, how were your days?” Jolie asks, my sister has been off at college for the last two years and usually calls someone in the household to talk about random things, I think she misses us making noise all day and distracting her not that she will admit it,

“I made a fool of myself and Ames can't breath,” I say deciding to give no background information,

“Yeah I'm going to need more context bud,” Jolie responds after a second,

“Honestly I wouldn't mind hearing about the part where you made a fool out of yourself,” Amy says

“I have no game when it comes to sky-blue eyes,” I shrug,

“And this happened at work?” Amy asks,

“Yes, why do you ask?” 

“Because I'm going to have to ask Keefe about this later since I'm guessing he will tell this story better,” Amy replies,

I shake my head and tell her she’d better not call him when Jolie interrupts 

“Sounds like your day was interesting,”

“Well mine was not, I laid in bed all day,” Amy adds,

“Yeah mom told me you were sick, I'm sorry you aren't not feeling great,”  Jolie’s roommate must have just come home because Jolie talks to someone in front of her for a moment,

“It's ok, I’ll probably be fine in a few days but I'm planning on milking it for as long as I can.” 

“Well, we can't say she doesn't know how to work a crowd,” Jolie says nodding her head,

“Learned from the best!” Amy high-fives me, 

“But if any authority figure asks, you figured it out yourself,” I say. I don’t need to be blamed for my sister’s actions, even if I did push her in the direction,

“Well apparently I'm going to some party tonight and have to go,” Jolie side-eyes her roommate, “but I love you guys,” 

“We love you too, have fun at your party,” I say, and me and Amy wave goodbye.

I end up falling asleep next to Amy thinking of one particular coffee order.

Chapter 2

“Good morning sweetie,” Livvy says,

“Good morning, did I sleep in late? I ask rubbing my eyes trying to wake up a little more.

“A little, but we saved you some breakfast though we are out of coffee,” my mom, Della says.

“That's ok I’ll find a new coffee place today,” 

My family moved across the country about a month ago and ever since then every Saturday I've been trying out a new place, whether it be a coffee house or diner. 

“You have any ideas of where you're going this morning?” Fitz asks,

“Yeah, I saw a flyer for this cafe, Calla’s Coffee it looked good and most of the reviews on their website say how it’s great,” I tell him sitting down at the kitchen island to eat breakfast,

“Sounds nice, would you grab me a coffee?” Fitz asks,

“I just watched you down a cup in under five minutes that amount of caffeine can’t be good for you,” Livvy tells him,

“But you see that was regular coffee and the drink Biana is going to get me is iced with more ingredients so they are two completely different drinks and are both extra,” Fitz responds and I can't tell if he's being sarcastic or not,

“Oh so you just assume that I’m going to get you something,” I say,

“I’ll pay for both of our drinks.”

“Sold” 

…

Sitting in my car I put the Cafe’s address into my GPS and then start driving. It's weirdly warm here and there are beaches everywhere which is definitely a different view than what I'm used to but very pretty, though I kind of miss all the tall buildings in the city.

The street signs are easier to read too, but somehow I still always get lost. After I take three wrong turns on my drive I finally get there, I get into line and look around a clearly family-owned business with hints of modern decor that I bet one of the owners' kids made them add. It has a comfy almost homey feeling to it, looking over to the counter I see an absolutely gorgeous barista, her blonde hair is pulled back in a loose ponytail to keep it out of her face and her apron looks like it’s recently been washed but didn't get out all the stains. Which is a kind of work outfit I wear often but definitely don't look as good in.

…

After way too short of an interaction I'm sitting in an empty chair waiting for my drinks having the barista in my view, taking out my phone and texting my friends,

“Currently panicking because the woman I just gave my order to is so hot.” I quickly type,

“Oo how fun, what does she look like?” Marella responds,

“Blonde with brown eyes and is taller than me even with heels on,” 

“How much taller?” Stina asks,

“Just about an inch but still I’m intrigued.” 

“What’s she like?” Linh adds to the conversation,

“No clue I talked to her for about three seconds but she seemed nice, she also tripped over like every word while talking to me which definitely felt nice,” I hear my name being called and tell my friends I’ve got to go. After getting my coffee trying not to make a fool of myself I get back into my car and my phone starts ringing, Answering it Fitz's voice fills the silence,

“Hey where are you? That cafe you were going to is like twenty minutes away and you've been gone for an hour and a half,”

“I got lost plus Calla’s was super busy but I'm on my way home now and should be there relatively soon,” I tell my older brother,

“If you can find our home,” he says teasingly,

“Ha ha, very funny I’m hanging up on you now,” 

…

After getting home and parking, after only a few accidental detours, I enter the elevator punching the level four button, 

Entering my apartment I set the drinks on the kitchen island,

“Hey pumpkin I was wondering when you would be home,” my mom says picking up her tea,

“I’m making popcorn, want some?” Fitz asks,

“Yeah, extra butter please,” I say putting his latte down on the counter beside him,

“Thanks,”

“Thanks for the popcorn,”

…

Popcorn and coffee in hand, Fitz and I head to my room and sit down on my bed. 

“Why are you smiling so much?” Fitz asks,

“No reason,” I say a giggle slipping out accidentally,

“Well, that's extremely unbelievable,” 

“There was just a girl at the coffee shop I went to that's all,” I tell him,

“You’re blushing, so when did you meet her?” Fitz asks,

“Today, she made our drinks,”

“Did you get her name?” my brother asks,

“No, her name tag had fallen off I think, she seemed pretty busy,” I say,

“So you’re over here blushing and giggling like a little kid that just got free ice cream over a girl you saw for maybe ten minutes and didn’t get the name of?”

“Yes I am and I will not be judged for it, and on another note, I still get excited when I get free ice cream,” I respond,

“You’re unbelievable,”

“Some people would say that's a good thing,”

[blue-eli]

Skuld in quantum design :)

[b4kuch1n]

toy doctor redux

plushy based on this guy

[figofswords]

wow I didn’t think reblogging that tea post and then seeing people’s tags would deal me such strong psychic damage. come over I can fix you I can find a tea you will like. “I don’t like tea” how can you say that as a blanket statement when there are so many vastly different kinds of tea. head in hands

[yourlegacysnotyourstosee]

OH MY GOD I LOVE GREEN DAY SOOOOOOOO MUCH I JUST LOVE THEM I SAY THIS A LOT BUT IM FEELING SO STRONG ABT IT RN

[thatonedudeinthecorner]

Arthur: so what do you do for work?

Merlin: I’m an actor

Arthur: I haven’t seen you in anything. What’ve you acted in? Shows? Movies?

Merlin: well, I’m acting right now as if there isn’t insane sexual tension between us

Arthur: what???

Merlin: what.