#magic coffee

[panchaalis-blog]

Tumblr knows...

Andddd its my fav mutual againnn!!!!

Hear hear everyone, tumblr romance on a rollll

@magic-coffee

Also love the pfp the gajra is so you <3

[j4r-of-flies]

thanks! 🤗 that anjmal looks very impressive I think

[nerdreader]

Broooooo you like fleabag????? Me too!!!! I have amazing mutuals with amazing tastes 😭🤌🏻💗💗💗

Fleabag did something irreversible to me but I don't know what

i am dead .... i have no words ..... it squeezed my heart ....... i wanna cry....

It'll pass ???!!!!!!

No the fuck not it doesnt pass fuck off

Brooooooooooo i just have no wordz

[grickle14]

A powerful potion.

[noor-sitalakshmi]

BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD!❣️ Once you are given this award you're supposed to paste it in the asks of 8 people you adore! Absolutely no pressure but. It's sweet to know someone thinks you're beautiful inside and out <3

Oh my god, you're so sweet!!!!!

[kilometresrufflefuck]

hear me out the other day i woke up and was immediately hit in the face with "7 year gap narumitsu in europe where phoenix kisses edgeworth in a low moment and then tries to flee and edgeworth uses mind chess on him to get the truth out of him which is a completely normal and ordinary average way to discuss your relationship"

[joytri]

the history of magic

[snowflakes-and-sleighbells]

[siremasterlawrence]

The Epic Farce

My epic farce of a boss is on my last nerve on this day where the heat has risen to what is unknown level of insane fiery passion and that has overcome the craziness pushing his employees past their limits so I march in to his office today.A little concoction of mine accidentally or I intentionally made by my way exposing it to fellow laboratory assistant however that is not here or there and I approach my bosses office as I mix it in to his coffee formula then hand it to him.

I am at a loss sliding the office window to the side as the breeze washes the room in a sweet scent letting it metastasize every where and my life froze in time as I here him screech. His bellow reaches the sky shaking the walls to new levels and heights building up the hot fury within me because he is that man my boss and he is about to taken down an end to his life.

He swipes it from my hand in anger with a evil look in to my eyes so deep he frightens me with that glare I step back watching the magic happen and he gulps it down slowly with a cooler tone as he began to relax more and more. His body jumps up flinging the cup in to the air as it falls dropping to the floor it loses balance smashes to the floor and he goes crazy his arms flailing till he hit the floor and his head is on his chin because he believes in me now.

I pump my fist in excitement watching him be come alive his head starts to bop upward to face me with this expressionless face I have ever seen and I inform in to stand up tall face me with so much love and adoringly with wide open arms. Approaching him I kick the door close giving us the ultimate privacy walking closer to him he shoves the chair to the side and then the desk as well and wraps his arms around my waist and he kisses me slowly without a single thought.

The idea that nothing else matters at the moment except for me the architect of his entire world and extraordinarily soon he will not acknowledge the life he once led ever again and with one final kiss I shove him on to the chair. Snapping my finger a resounding loud air horn sound clicks propelling him back in to reality as he wakes up the sleep creeps from his face and he swerves a bit in his chair to coming to terms with it all he looks at me lovingly with lust in his eyes.

“How did not see how fucking amazing you are?”

“You are a beautiful.”

“Oh Tom”

“You are babe”

“You are Master”

“Address me as Master Lawrence “

“Yes Master Lawrence “

“Kneel at my feet”

“Take my hand boi”

“May I kiss it ?”

“Yes boi!”

“Do you comprehend the change?”

“In me my love?”

“Yes you fool”

“Stare in to my eyes “

“Yes Master Lawrence “

“You are a pussy”

“A epic farce “

“A nobody to the ninth degree”

“I am 100 percent my God!”

“You revolve around me”

“Love me”

“Live for my approval”

“I am your lifeline.”

“Oooohhh Mmmyyy Ggggooodddd…mmmmmm”

The end

In The Summer Heat Part 1 - 2

Kenneth

Tommy invites me to his cabin retreat with his friends on a weekend vacation in the record of the hottest summer ever but I am not to find of him because I want some alone time.

My formula could be quite useful brewing up another two cups creating a new ice coffee mix and bring it out to his best friend Ken who looks at my funny before taking the cup and downing it with encouragement from Tommy.

I exit the backyard back in to the house as I hear some weird conversation discussing how strange I am and how he does not feel comfortable with me around even I can see Tommy pissed.

Five to ten minutes later Tommy gives me a thumbs up to say it is in all affect waving me to come and I walk over to see Ken slumped over the chair and drugged for next three hours.

I decide to play a game grabbing an exact duplicate seat at the table using my hands to place on his shoulders rubbing them very tightly as I begin to whisper into his ears so sweetly.

I instruct him to use his eyes to look at the focal point on the trail toward, imagine your feet rising upward into the sky reaching your full height and everything and everyone else is gone.

You are alone in the cabin on a beautiful day with the winds strong blowing on him and the clear blue ocean waves calling to him and a backpack appears on his back as he goes on a nice mental vacation.

He begins to walk making his way in to the track moving to nowhere in particular as the day passes by and he sees a cave as night emerges and sneaks in walking blindly to his own doom.

Standing right behind him begin I telling him to see my image as he grimaces, I smack him across the ass informing him to follow me and he does obediently listening to my words his protection melts.

“Who are you?”

“Oh Ken!”

“Obedience is pleasure “

“Pleasure is obedience “

“I rule you “

“Join Tommy “

“By my slave “

“I refuse”

“Stay locked in”

“No!”

“You have one choice “

“Be mine”

“You have no choice “

“The coffee is soaking “

“Dripping in to your blood”

“You have given in to me”

“I own you “

“You cannot do a damn thing about it “

“Accept your faith”

“Willingly follow me”

“Or blindly fall”

“All you have to do is kiss me”

“I dare you “

“Uuuugggghhhh! Fuck! Mmmmmmm”

Tim

“What is with you man?”

“What Tom?”

“The gay shit”

“He is our Master”

“Yeah man relax “

“RELAX? Fuck you “

“I’ll fix you “

“I like to see you try “

“Back up freak”

“Move Ken”

“You don’t dare to touch my man”

“Your man?”

“Mwahahahahaha “

“Something funny”

“Your man! You have to be kidding “

“We are not “

“Say that again”

“”Pussy”

I laugh so hard holding my stomach as I fall to the ground, I command them both to hold him down, and I am created a quick mix of my potion in to a wine glass with wine then I poured it down his throat.

Tim tried to fight both of them failing as he hit the floor and they pin him down to the ground and they smirk with utter ecstatic relief of success as he would soon become for me.

Tim starts to shake shivering as he flails out of control he rolls over on the floor and soon he is now completely an empty mindless husk under my supreme control because I am his world now.

“I surrender my Master”

“Claim me”

The end

[downfalldestiny]

Call it Magic ☕✨ !.

[thevoidstaredback]

It's always graveyards. Why is it always graveyards? They're creepy as hell and, well... that's it. On the bright side, the Protection Spirits watching the gates recognize him and realize the danger he's in. Well, maybe he wasn't in real danger because the Bats and Birds don't really do the whole purposefully harming civilians things, but they are scary as hell! Chasing him down like a bat straight outta hell- obviously he was gonna run! They cornered him! Maybe he'll invest in getting them lessons in how to interact with people in and out of costume?

Honestly, Nightwing, Danny expected better of you. At least Red Hood and Signal know how to treat innocents.

Here's the thing about Protection and Guardian Spirits, though. They don't like intruders. If you're running from something and you don't have time to ask permission to enter, you best say "thank you" and bring them shiny things on your next visit. If you do have time to ask permission, you ask permission. If they think you're a threat or rude, they won't let you enter whatever they're guarding.

"Thank you," Danny said as he slowed to a walk further into the graveyard, the sound of the gates slamming closed behind him confirmation that the Bat and his gaggle wouldn't be following him in.

Wasting no time, Danny pulled a piece of chalk from his pocket. It was a handy little thing he'd picked up during his stay in the House of Mysteries. Draw and door, tell it where you wanna go, open it, and go through! Beetlejuice style. Though, unlike what the Handbook for the Recently Deceased says, these doors won't actually open a door to the afterlife. He fixed that tiny glitch a while ago.

Anyway, a quick few chalk lines on the side of a mausoleum later, and Danny was opening a door to Fawcett, Philadelphia. Probably not the best choice, considering that he was trying to stay away from the Justice League, but it's better than Metropolis.

"Whoa." Damn it! He should've stayed home. "What was that, mister?"

Danny made sure the door closed behind him, praying for strength. Why did he feel like several deities were laughing at him? "Hey, kid. Can you, um, maybe not say anything about that?"

The kid, short brown hair and a red jacket stood out the most to Danny for some reason, seemed very amused. "You're gonna have to buy my silence."

Again, Danny let out a quiet, long suffering sigh. "Coffee is so not worth it." Looking at the kid, he said, "Alright, fine. I was getting coffee anyway, I'll buy ya lunch. Know any good places?"

Grinning, the kid cheered, "Hell yeah! Follow me!"

Resigned, Danny followed after the kid, easily keeping pace. About a block later, he figured he should probably get the kid's name. "I'm Danny."

"Billy."

"No last name?"

"Fae rules, dude. What's your excuse?"

He had to give it to him. "Touché."

Another three blocks of walking, Billy finally stopped at a cafe. It was a quaint place with stained white brick and a dark grey roof. There were metal chairs and tables outside the building surrounded by a wrought iron fence. The table umbrellas and the awning over the black door were light blue, matching the curtains in the inside.

The inside walls were painted baby blue with a white ceiling and a pinewood floor. The tables and chairs were all stained black with light pink cushions and table cloths. The curtains, as observed before, were all baby blue, tied back with baby pink ribbons. The lights were barely yellow, giving the room a warm feel. The counters were white with black paneling on the outside and white granite as the tops.

"Welcome in," the young man at the register greeted with a smile, "What can I get you two started with today?"

Danny envied the man. He'd obviously not been doing this long enough to gain the veteran's shine to his eye. He turned to look at the menu after telling Billy to get whatever he wanted. A mistake he'll probably pay for. "I'd like a large Red Eye, equal parts coffee and espresso, with cinnamon, honey, chocolate syrup, mint, and vodka, please."

The 'newbie' light in the man's eyes dimmed a little bit. "Um, we don't carry vodka." Glad that's the only thing he's worried about. Priorities.

Danny clicked his tongue. "Oh, well, it was worth a shot. I'd like everything else, though, please. Mix it at your own discretion."

"Alright," he was very valiant to go back to grinning, "Anything else?"

Danny motioned for Billy and the kid stepped up. "Can I get a large mocha, three chocolate chip cookies, and two sandwiches?"

The blond entered the order. "Of course! That'll be $25.37." A quick card swipe from Danny. "Thank you very much, we'll have your order out to you soon!"

The two didn't say a word as they chose a table in the corner. Danny let Billy take the seat that was open to the rest of the cafe so he wouldn't feel cornered. He had a good view of the door, though, so he wasn't complaining.

"So, how'd you do that?" Billy asked after they'd gotten their orders.

"How'd I do what?" Danny sipped his drink.

"How'd you walk outta that wall? It's solid!"

"Magic."

"I guessed that much."

"Then why'd you ask?"

"Will you teach me?"

"No."

"You didn't even think about it!"

"Okay," He paused. "No."

"Not fair." he pouted.

Putting his drink on the table, Danny summed as much fake-it-till-you-make-it energy as he could. "Magic isn't a toy and takes years of practice to get a handle on, not to mention you have to actually have an aptitude for it before you can even try. Besides, I don't know you nearly well enough to trust you with anything else."

Billy finished the cookie he was eating. "I can do it! You just gotta teach me!"

Another sigh that Danny had stopped counting. "Look, you seem like a good kid, but I'm not gonna teach you magic."

"Why not!"

"However," he continued, ignoring the demand, "I'm not gonna leave ya fully defenselessness."

"What do you mean?" Billy backed away slightly, his eyes narrowing as he moved to be able to run quickly.

Another sip. "Based off of the dirt you're covered in, the grease in your hair, and the overall poor condition of your clothes, I'm gonna bet that you're a street kid. So," he pulled a small card from his pocket, very aware that Billy was watching his hand aptly, "I'm going to leave you with this."

Slowly, the brunet took it and turned it over. "What it is?"

The white card had the initials DP in the middle, circled by an Ouroboros. The initials were completely solid, but the snake of the Ouroboros was made up of tiny runes of protection and health and healing and good fortune.

"My calling card. If you're ever in danger, hold that to your chest and ask for help. I'll be there."

Still obviously suspicious, Billy took a moment to scrutinize the card. It was cute to watch the kid act like he knew what he was looking at or for. When he seemed satisfied, he shoved the card into the inner pocket sewn into his jacket. "Thanks."

"No problem, kid," Pulling out his phone, Danny saw the time and stood, "I've gotta go now. I assume I've sufficiently bought your silence on the whole magic thing?"

Billy grinned, "I guess, but you gotta come visit me, okay?"

He chuckled, "Sure thing. See ya."

Part 2 Part 4

(I don't drink coffee, so Idk how that shit works)

Tag list: @zaiothe4th

[nerdreader]

Hii

awwwwwww hi coffeee!!!!!!!!!!

how are you?????????

[randommusingsofachaoticmind]

[methoughtsphantom]

Jason “my family doesn’t know im alive” Todd and Danny “my family doesn’t know I’m dead” Fenton going alongside each of their plans my beloved. like Danny will absolutely go head-to-head with all of Gotham to support his new best friend on all his crime lord endeavors while he drags Jason to also attend collage with him. They are roommates and there never seems to a mention of family from either side. It’s an unspoken understanding they have. They met because Crime alley as a ghost lair thrummed with so much loneliness, it was at first the perfect place for Danny to hide his ecto signature in. But then he saw the dumbass whose lair it was lean his motorcycle just a tad too much when making a sharp turn to an alley, he sweeped the floor through a lifted chain link that passed his body but not his helmet. Yep that’s right the red thing got stuck. Danny who at the moment happened to be watching through his window snorted. Much to his horror because if not a ghost that dude could’ve gotten his head flung off.

Still, the scene was ridiculous.

On a whim he irrationally sees the police closing in on the guy and panicked at the thought of the guy using intangibility to free himself so Danny phased them both through his apartment wall and left the guy sprawled in his couch. Jason didn’t freak out but that’s normal when one’s got a concussion, one the guy immediately denied having as Danny laid out the medical supplies. The idiot proceeded to almost flatten four steps to the door with his stubbornness. He also said “I’m asexual” in the most deadpan voice as Danny dropped him back in the couch.

Danny sighed. Clearly though, he’d done so too early in the night because the guy kept trying to go, kept trying to knock Danny out, kept trying to slash him with knifes Danny didn’t know he had stashed. He’d only disarmed the guy from his guns. The visible ones apparently, cause at one point the guy did take out a gun and shoot until the ammo ran out and then teetered the thing like it was an art prop and hit his moon lamp.

Danny "yeah you aren’t officially my friend until you’ve tried to kill me" fenton my guys.

Anyways both keep having the same argument over if Danny technically kidnapped Jason or not. Danny holds the fact that the police at least didn’t see the guy make the ridicule. Jason argued that happened cause he was sporting a concussion. Danny argued he got that after.

Jason at first thinks the guy's a meta, but no. Danny introduces himself, sheepily now that he recognizes this is who the lair he invaded is from. He bandages him and tries to cook for him. If Danny didn’t have ice powers he most certainly would’ve burned the apartment. Jason then proceeds to kick him out of his own kitchen and make them both enchiladas. It’s the most normal both had in a while with another person and the air seems oddly settled. From then on, Jason constantly invited himself over, under the pretense that this was his territory and therefore he could drop in unannounced. Danny who has actual powers says he only allows this because Jason cooks very well.

Danny stays away from the crime fighting business unless his buddy is in deep shit he can’t get himself out. Also it’s Danny’s turn to cover for his vigilante friend which Sam and Tucker give him so much shit for. (but also advice)

And they were roommates. (omg) Danny effectively derails Jason’s big comeback plans by casually dropping ghost lore every two days. Like,

Jason, talking about how he doesn’t want Bats snooping on his territory:

Danny: Just don’t let them in

Jason: ??

Danny: yeah!! Hasn’t Batman died and got revived??? You can totally kick out death touched people you don’t want entering on your lair.

Jason: …I can?

Danny: Yep dude, your lair’s supposed to feel safe.

Jason: wait does that mean I can kick you out?

Danny: First this is my apartment. Second, im dead, not dead touched. Third, it’s too late to get rid of me. bitch.

Anyways Jason is super excited. You mean to tell him he can actually deny people over to his territory haunt?? (Yes it’s only to people who have died and came back but still!! The sample size is exactly the type of people he doesn’t want to see—!)

Joker my beloathed can’t step foot in Crime Alley.

(Jason’d feel a lot safer if the clown was dead but the possibility of his murderer turning into a ghost and their little loophole not applying on the clown is too scary to contemplate.)

Anyways, Jason loves experimenting with the power. It can go from simply making people shudder and not want to enter crime Alley to straight up not letting them enter like there’s an invisible wall blocking the way.

Jason because he’s hurt that Bruce never even patrols Crime Alley and also because he’s petty put B under the category of “invisible wall” blacklist. His reasoning is that the man doesn’t even attempt to enter Crime Alley. To him it’s surely just a place shadowed in tragedy. (anyways that’s it’s the place he met Jason)

Ironically, Jason totally forgets that Batman does venture into Crime Alley one day in the whole year. The day he met Jason.

Okay. He didn’t forget at first. The first year Jason remembers cause it was only a few months till then but then the next— Jason forgets that today’s the anniversary of the day’s Bruce’s parents died. He forgets to allow B in when he feels a slight tug and dismiss the feeling that prompts Bruce to investigate because he literally can’t enter Crime Alley. He starts the trialsTM, he scouts on the very edge and sees people the whole day enter and get out and cross with no problem but Bruce can’t.

It’s literally just Bruce.

Time to call Constantine, i guess.

[edorazzi]

Page 32 of my Miraculous Mentor AU comic A Matter of Trust! In which Felix summons the confidence to open up to someone else, and the Miraculous begin to find their balance! ☯️⚖️

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[daydreamerwonderkid]

Yeah, okay, I might have a type.