coffee talk head cannons and scenarios

headcannons:

● hyde likes being held (and is the little spoon), gala is quite aware of this and hyde will kill him if he tells anyone.

● the barista has a crush on freya (because I have a crush on freya) and that's why ⚠️SPOILER⚠️ they kept slipping around her.

● gala likes having his hair played with.

scenarios:

● gala has had panic attacks before and one day the lights go out at coffee talk while lucas is there and he has a panic attack and gala helps him through it.

● ⚠️SPOILERS⚠️ the barista got really sad after freya told them about the writers residency and misses her lot after she leaves and everyone notices the shift in their mood.

● OR the barista got really sad after freya told them about the writers residency and freya comes back after she leaves coffee talk because she forgot something, realizes that they're upset and ask them whats wrong, they tell her that they're sad because they're gonna miss her and it starts an argument between them, and either they A. make up before she leaves or B. don't get a chance to apologize to each other before she leaves, they don't talk for months after she leaves and they eventually call each other and apologize.

● hyde gets drunk one night and the next day he thinks he's hungover and it turns out that he's actually sick and gala takes care of him and takes him to coffee talk this happens

barista: one green tea with ginger and honey for the vampire with an upset tummy

hyde: okay, NEVER refer to me and say the word "tummy" in the same sentence ever again.

●gala accidentally hurts hyde when he's in fury and its not like a major injury or anything but when he calms down he freaks out and hyde assures him that he's okay and that he's more worried about gala than he is himself and gala still apologizes a million times about it.

●⚠️SPOILERS⚠️ in the version with the "normal endings" (aka what happens when you get every single drink wrong) the barista ends up taking a break because they feel like a screw up, and they're tired of feeling like that, and they're tired of missing everyone. (the tired of missing people part totally isn't because i lowkey feel that way (sarcastic))

●the barista rants to Hyde about how they don’t want to confess to freya because they if she rejects them or even if they do start dating then break up they don’t Wanna make make things awkward because they love freya and they love spending time with her but it turns out that freya had come in coffee talk during this conversation and the barista didn’t notice and assures them that she wouldn’t let that happen and that she does feel the same way.

That’s all for now I’ll probably think of more later

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.

my thoughts on coffee talk 2.

I'm sorry for the OC brain rot on main....

(the lines are from a post about "tag yourself: awkward/unflirty Sims edition" and honestly? all my OCs are awkward/unflirty so ... yeah...)

late night cuddles

the busier my friends and i have gotten with our lives the more i’m starting to understand what it means to choose and invest in the friendships you want to keep

i understand that like, culturally it's a Thing that people get annoyed when any elderly person they're not even close to tells them extensively about their life & their medical history etc. like i get why it's a general tenor that a lot of people find that irritating. but for one i also think that bc of like the nature of this stupid planet we do owe it to others to pay attention to what's important to them and sit in the moment w them for a bit if we can and so i don't love the sentiment of someone else's need to share being like A Bother above all else. and then also, additionally to the inherent dignity in us all etc i am convinced that anyone who gets bored or zones out while their 80+ year old neighbour narrates his life story is in acute danger of missing out on some of the most buckwild Situations you've ever heard a person recount

lol im almost in tears at work thinking about handers. specifically mage hawke and anders. two mages, happily in love and free from the circle. especially older mage hawke and older anders with grey in their hair, (with. KIDS. ?!), and the vague sense of choked awe from the (former) circle mages they meet. when i was in the circle, love was only a game. it gave the templars too much power if there was something you couldn't stand to lose. no mage i know has ever dared to fall in love. this is the rule i will most cherish breaking. how many of them watched their lovers -- lovers they never held or slept with or even kissed -- turned tranquil, how many lost their lovers overnight to failed harrowings. how many mages kept their eyes shut, turned away from intimacy, out of fear it could be used against them. that they would be used against someone else, their lives ripped away for the crime of falling in love. how many heard the screams of mothers ripped away from their children just after birth. how many heard the sobbings of apprentices ripped from their families at night. and then, to see handers -- both mages, both so fiercely, unrepentantly, defiantly in love. mages who love each other, who have loved each other for years, who will always have each other, when they've never had that before. doesn't it give you hope for the future.

I can't get over every little thing spencer reid does. like his little mannerisms are EVERYTHING TO ME. The way he talks with his hands, how he presses his middle finger to his thumb and rubs them together sometimes or moves it as if he's writing when talking, the way he scrunches his face up sometimes, the way he wrings his hands at all really like just playing with the fingers of his other hand or sometimes I've seen him just press his knuckles together and rub them together, the thin lipped pressed together smile he does as he awkwardly waves to new people he's being introduced to, when his hair is a long enough length and he tucks it behind his ears all the time. I think he does both sides sometimes and and and UGHHHHH I LOVE HIM

this was laced with so many things

Ok before I go for the night my partner told me about a valentine's day issue of the ppg comics and

GODDDD 😭😭💖💖💖 I'M FUCKING!!!

examining a seemingly normal image only to slowly realize the clear signs of AI generated art.... i know what you are... you cannot hide your true nature from me... go back where you came from... out of my sight with haste, wretched and vile husk

lol who wants to see my active WIP list now???

Listed exactly as they appear in my gdocs folders (yes they’re actually labeled like this!)

Morts praise kink

10 misses Jamie

Bosco drabble

Honeymoon

The night of Teddys wedding

Jamie remembers

Do ye ever miss home?

Teddy meets the belchers

To all the boys tedmort

Tedmort as teens

Happy Friday, I’ve got to get this whittled down; there’s too many! Let’s play an ask game — send me a number/title and I’ll tell you about it or send you a teaser!

Wanna play too? Reblog and tag thy friends so that we might all get some motivation to continue writing when we see how excited other people are to read our work in progress!

What camera do you use?

It's a Canon EOS 20D! I got it secondhand about four years ago now, as a law school graduation gift.

I really only started getting into photography when I was...extremely unhappy in my first post-grad job, and "go for a walk and take some pictures" was the only short-term survival strategy I could come up with that didn't involve food or alcohol. Even now that I'm in a much better place, it's still probably the most unabashedly fun hobby I have, the least stressful, the most serotonin return-on-investment.

I wouldn't call myself anything but a hobbyist. Still, when I was taking those pictures of the entrance to the Lincoln Park Conservatory, one of the docents ambled over. An older Indian gentleman, he asked if I could see my pictures, and I showed him the last couple shots I'd taken. He said they were very nice, asked if I put them anywhere---and I told him truthfully that I have a flickr account, but that's it, I'm strictly amateur.

He said he had been too, in his youth; he'd also had a secondhand camera, gotten his film developed at Walgreens. "You know where the word 'amateur' comes from, right?" he asked. And I, because I did take five years of Latin and conjugated amo amas amat, answered: "Someone who loves something."

"Right," he said, and walked away back to his bench.

doodles and some lore. I'm tired.

I wanna request Tai carrying baby Genya in a baby sling, strapped around the chest. Because Gen-yes you can.

Little did you know, he gets his hairline and lust for watermelon from his hard-working single father (me). He once had my eyebrows as well, but the wild beasts got to him just minutes after he was born ... we don't talk about that.