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fridaysonata · 9 months
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i saw a tweet earlier that says there's always one or more taylor swift songs you get obsessed with every week or every month and for me, right now, it's begin again and i can't stop singing my heart and soul out to this song. i'm not experiencing any romance or stuff related to the song but it's like very magical to the feelings right now (even also if i don't have someone special like a crush at the moment).
it's like oh i've listened to this taylor swift song lots of times for years and years and when now that i've heard it again, it just clicked that it'll be the TS song i'll be obsessed with for days, weeks, or even months.
(i remembered in april, i was a champagne problems girlie for weeks and then the other side of the door, and then come back be here and then cowboy like me and then... oh you get the point! also because speak now tv has been released, i'm starting to lean to ours and foolish one too!! i'm not a full swiftie because i've never delved deep to more than the songs but i love taylor swift and her songs and her lyrics)
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emgoesmed · 1 year
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1/25/2023
Today’s my day off of clinic and I’m at a local cafe feeling cozy and ready to study. One of my favorite winter moments is a lovely snowy winter morning when I don’t have anywhere to be.
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poisonlove · 5 months
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A cappuccino, please | j.o
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"Good morning!" I turn to the sound of the voice and smile as I see Jenna Ortega gracefully entering the café.
It had been about a month since our last encounter, and I almost thought I wouldn't see her again. Yet, there she was in front of me, dazzling: a black skirt elegantly draping, a white sweatshirt, and high heels that added a sophisticated touch.
"Hey..." I manage to say, a spontaneous smile on my lips as I instinctively try to lean on the broom, almost stumbling in the attempt. My legs seem to have a mind of their own, and I wobble forward, clutching the broom as if it were my only support.
My cheeks turn red as I look at Jenna. She has her hands in front of her mouth, obviously concerned about my sudden clumsiness.
"Are you okay?" Jenna asks with a small smile, approaching to see if I'm in one piece.
"Yes, yes... just lost my balance," I confess, embarrassed, trying to downplay the situation.
"Who knows why?" Maria chimes in, carrying a tray of pastries to place in the display.
"Maria!" I exclaim, my voice high-pitched, leaning the broom against the wall.
Jenna chuckles softly and comes closer. Her presence is comforting, and her smile makes me feel more at ease despite the spectacle I just made.
I widen my eyes in surprise as I feel Jenna's arms enveloping me in a warm hug. Slowly, I let myself melt into that contact, placing my hands gently on her hips. I rest my head in the curve of her neck, allowing myself to breathe in the inviting scent of her perfume. Everything seems to pause for a moment as I let myself be swayed by that feeling of closeness and intimacy.
My eyes shift to the café entrance, astonished to see an imposing man in a suit looking at us sternly, wearing sunglasses and an earpiece. His presence is decidedly intimidating.
Jenna tightens her hold around me, a sigh grazing my neck.
"Umm... who is that?" I instinctively ask, watching the bodyguard intently. The man takes a step forward, and fear makes me open my eyes wide.
"Oh... he's Tom," Jenna replies, rolling her eyes slightly. "Last time I went out alone... and my agent didn't like it," she confesses reluctantly.
"Now he'll come with me wherever," she concludes, sighing.
"Exactly, Miss Ortega," interjects the man in a monotone voice. "I hate it when he does," Jenna mutters under her breath, and I can't help but laugh at the expression on her face.
"In any case... what would you like?" I ask Jenna, glancing at Tom.
I turn to Jenna and notice her gaze on my lips. I raise an eyebrow in curiosity, and she lowers her gaze, blushing slightly.
"Oh... a cappuccino, please" she murmurs shyly, tilting her head to hide the blush on her cheeks.
"It'll be ready right away," I respond with a friendly smile, raising my hand to quickly touch her nose, making her laugh.
I walk to the counter, and Jenna follows me with quick steps.
"Tom... would you like something?" Jenna asks, leaning her arms on the counter.
"A coffee, miss," he replies seriously.
Tom, the bodyguard, positions himself discreetly at a certain distance but in a position that allows him to watch over us.
I take the cappuccino cup, the milk frother, and an espresso capsule.
"Does he move sometimes?" I whisper to Jenna, watching the bodyguard.
"Yes..." Jenna responds with a complicit smile, "WHEREVER I go," she exclaims loudly, pointing out the last part.
"We've discussed this, Miss Ortega," Tom replies professionally. I smile as I watch Jenna childishly repeat her bodyguard's words, making a funny face.
I grab the espresso and prepare the second capsule for Tom's coffee.
"You've been busy lately, haven't you?" I ask curiously, pouring a third of the coffee into the cup.
I take the milk jug and slowly pour its contents into the cup, creating a simple design.
"You can't imagine... the exhausting interviews and preparations for the new season are killing us," she exclaims in exasperation.
I offer Jenna the cappuccino.
"Thank you," Jenna exclaims with a smile. "I had to study the script for weeks... getting very little sleep," she murmurs, stirring the cappuccino with a spoon.
"Do you have brown sugar?" she asks, and I offer her the basket   with all the types of sugar.
"Well... but I think you've done great," I confess, grabbing Tom's espresso cup, "and I know you're very professional, truly amazing," I look at Tom and convey through my gaze that he should come get the coffee.
He remains still in his place.
Jenna rolls her eyes, moving her lips away from the cup, "Tom, come get the coffee," she murmurs, practically ordering Jenna.
"Yes, Miss," Tom nods and approaches, drinking the coffee in one gulp.
Jenna takes the cappuccino again, looking at me through her long lashes.
"Y/n!" Maria's voice from the kitchen sounds like a command, and, giving a quick glance to Jenna, I silently apologize to go see what my boss needed.
"Take these and put them in the display," she gently asks.
Without much thought, I grab the tray and return to the counter. I open the display and place the freshly baked pastries.
"They look delicious," Jenna murmurs, finishing her cappuccino.
I hold back a smile as I see the cappuccino foam on her lips.
"You have something..." I point to my face, and Jenna furrows her brow in confusion.
"Where?" Jenna sticks her tongue out and runs it over her lower lip.
"Not here..." I lean shyly towards her and put my finger on her lips. Jenna looks at me attentively as I collect the foam with my index finger.
"Miss..." Tom murmurs seriously, approaching to see what was going on.
"I'm fine, Tom. You can go back to your place," Jenna murmurs, looking at me with curious eyes.
"My apologies if I'm interfering so directly," says Tom, apologizing.
"No problem, Tom. I know you're doing your job to make sure I'm safe," Jenna responds, reassuring him.
"Ah! By the way..." Jenna turns completely towards me, rests her face in her hands and looks at me with a charming smile. "You must come with me," she murmurs softly, and I laugh lightly in disbelief.
"When? Where?" I ask curiously.
"Now... come with me, that's enough," she murmurs sweetly, tilting her head to the side. I smile at her tenderness.
"Miss... I'm not sure if Edward will..." Tom begins seriously, expressing his opinion.
"Edward won't say anything," Jenna murmurs, annoyed. "Alright, miss," Tom responds politely.
"Edward?" I ask and she rolls her eyes annoyed. "He's my agent," she murmurs weakly.
"In any case," Jenna slightly bites her lower lip with malice and goes around the counter, coming towards me. "You're coming with me," she exclaims seriously, taking my wrist to drag me with her.
I feel my heart beating rapidly in my chest, and an involuntary smile spreads across my lips.
"Jen, I'm not sure if I can... I'm working," I mumble absentmindedly, embarrassed.
"Mmmh..." Jenna murmurs, thoughtful.
"Actually..." I turn towards the sound of the voice and see Maria wiping her hands with a cloth. "In 10 minutes, my niece will arrive... she can help me cover your shift," my boss exclaims with a half-smile.
I look at Maria with concern.
"Are you sure?" I ask timidly, and Maria nods. "You heard her. Now come with me," Jenna murmurs, making a radiant smile.
"Oh, Maria," Jenna turns to her and smiles, "thanks for the service, I left the tip on the table," she exclaims.
"Thank you, miss," Maria responds.
Tom opens the store's door, and we step out, with him walking behind us. I could feel his presence at my back, and I glimpse him placing his hand on Jenna's shoulder.
Jenna tightens her grip on my hand.
"Oh shit..." Jenna exclaims upon noticing the paparazzi near the café.
With adrenaline rushing through our veins, we walk towards the SUV parked across the street, shielding our faces from the numerous camera flashes.
Tom stands in front of us and clears a path through the crowd.
"Is she your new girlfriend?" a paparazzo asks curiously. "Is she part of the cast?" another asks.
I was completely confused.
Jenna lowers her head and shields her eyes with her free hand, avoiding the questions and quickly getting into the vehicle.
A hand rests on my shoulder. "By any chance, do you know if Jen..." a journalist begins, but I stop hearing the question when the mentioned girl literally drags me into the car, closing the door.
Silence envelops us.
"I'm sorry... you know... they were untimely questions," murmurs Jenna, and I sigh.
"It's okay," I confess, and Jenna rests her head on my shoulder, playing with our intertwined fingers.
My heart is racing.
The sound of a closing door catches my attention. "Eric... start it up," says Tom, buckling his seatbelt.
Jenna relaxes and looks at me through her long lashes. Her gaze is intense yet tender at the same time. "I'm sorry for the sudden commotion," Jenna repeats, trying to push away the annoyance caused by the paparazzi.
"You don't have to apologize," I confess, gently squeezing her hand. "I understand it's part of your life." She smiles, but I can sense a shadow of sadness in her eyes.
Perhaps she's exhausted from the constant media attention and the lack of privacy.
"Anyway... where are we going?" I ask, trying to change the subject to lighten the mood.
"To introduce you to some people," Jenna murmurs softly, "and to show you the environment where I work," she whispers faintly, snuggling between my arms.
I must admit Jenna is a very affectionate friend, but obviously, I don't mind.
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neoneapolitan · 1 month
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Waddle Dee Wednesday on Valentine's Day! :) Want some cake?
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daffi-990 · 5 months
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Tease Tidbit Tuesday
Tagged by the wonderful @thewolvesof1998
Have a small little something of Eddie and Chris from Rival Firefighters 🚒 .
Letting a seven year old plan an entire weekend probably wasn’t one of Eddie’s smartest ideas. Chris had made up a checklist (on a clipboard and everything) with the weekend's activities written down on it and was barging into Eddie’s room way too early for a Saturday morning asking Eddie if he was ready to drive them to Long Beach for their day at the aquarium.
Eddie rolls onto his back, hands coming up to rub at his tired eyes.
“Chris, the aquarium is like, 30 minutes away and doesn’t open until 9.” He leans over to his bedside table and grabs his phone to check the time. “It’s only 6:30.”
Chris gives him a sheepish smile, “Sorry, Dad. I’m just really excited.”
Excited is an understatement. Ever since they moved to LA, Chris has been dying to go to the aquarium and the zoo. But moving to a new city and starting a new job really doesn’t leave a lot of free time for day trips. Plus the move and buying the house really ate up all of Eddie’s savings, so he needed a few months of work under his belt before he could afford to splurge on a weekend extravaganza. Shannon was in a similar boat, but with the added stress and responsibility of her sick mother.
Chris had been incredibly understanding and when Eddie had come to him last week and told him he had the weekend off and they could finally do the aquarium and zoo, well it was like Christmas had come early.
No pressure tagging: @wikiangela @hippolotamus @jeeyuns @lover-of-mine @fortheloveofbuddie @monsterrae1 @exhuastedpigeon @callmenewbie @spotsandsocks @devirnis @loserdiaz @eddiebabygirldiaz @jesuisici33 @honestlydarkprincess @hoodie-buck @homerforsure @forthewolves @disasterbuckdiaz @athenagranted @wildlife4life @weewootruck @steadfastsaturnsrings @watchyourbuck @rainbow-nerdss and anyone else wanting to share something - consider yourself tagged!
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aniron48 · 5 months
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It's WIP Wednesday!
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Friends. I haven't done one of these in AGES--haven't done writing in ages--for a whole host of reasons that are better left for a different post. But I needed some light, this week, and so I'm sharing this excerpt from the fic I'm writing for the wonderful human @anyawen, who was my highest bidder at the Fandom Trumps Hate auction earlier this year! So here, have a bit from this Benoit Blanc fic. Final version to include antiquities trafficking, Phillip playing in an orchestra, outrageous Southern accents, and a mysterious ex named Ben--but whose ex is he? 👀 Excerpt below the cut:
Benoit Blanc, gentleman detective, had done enough speaking engagements by now to know that when people asked him about his favorite mystery, they were usually angling for a story about a case he’d solved, preferably one with false leads, or surprise endings, or narrow escapes. The more philosophically-minded members of the audience might have accepted the semantic argument that “mysteries” were not necessarily synonymous with “cases”—not always, and maybe even not often. But by and large, Benoit answered the questions as they were intended, rather than as he wanted to, if he’d had his druthers. After all, most audiences would only be disappointed if he told them the truth—that his favorite mysteries were those contained within the human heart.
Take his husband, for example. After four years together, there were still surprises, still small acts of trust, of confidences shared, that opened up whole worlds inside Phillip that Benoit hadn’t known were there. He suspected that he could happily spend his whole life deciphering what made him tick, what made Phillip Phillip. It had been, in no small part, one of the reasons he’d married him.
And even those people whose lives coincided with his for a shorter time, who were destined to pass in and out of his orbit while remaining largely a cipher to him—well, those mysteries left an impression, too, fleeting as they were.
Especially when it seemed that one of them had never deleted his phone number.
cc: @mi6-cafe
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l219tj · 8 days
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Overwhelmed, frustrated, self doubting...
That’s how I feel. To Die in May is finished in my mind but it gets lost down the road from my brain to the shite page.. and it’s unnerving.
If you have advice or just a kind word or an heart to share.. I thank you in advance.
So please enjoy a random pic of our cuties
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honestly the bronze is more fantastical a concept than vampires
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alwaysaglader · 1 year
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You caramel drizzled my heart (Tyler Galpin X Reader)
Y/N's P.O.V
Pushing open the glass door of the all too familiar Weathervane cafe, I walked in past the "Closed" sign, looking around confused as to why Tyler wanted to meet me here, after hours.
Noticing my favourite person in the cafe was nowhere to be seen, I continued to walk up to my usual booth in the corner, only to be greeted with a beautiful bunch of sunflowers in a glass vase set on the middle of the table alongside a note that read "Will be right with you darling".
Smiling to myself, I sat down on the red cushion, admiringly running my fingers along the bright yellow petals of the flowers, that Tyler knows makes me smile the brightest.
Being dazed by the sunflowers for a moment too long, I did not notice the book placed next to the vase at an initial glance with yet another note in the first page. "Start reading darling. I know you don't like to be idle. I'll be right there".
Feeling myself smile even more, I leaned back into the cushion before starting to read, though my mind was running around in circles as to what my boyfriend was up to, knowing he has many tactics up his sleeve to make me smile and blush bright red, "like a beautiful rose", he would say.
After a few minutes of trying to focus on reading the words imprinted on the crispy white pages, I heard a familiar voice and with a glance I noticed my favourite mop of caramel coloured hair standing in front of me with this charming toothy grin.
"Happy Valentine's Day darling!!" he said cheerily, placing a big cup of hot chocolate in front of me with a caramel drizzled heart in the middle of the light brown coloured drink, which made me feel all fuzzy and warm at the sight.
"Tyler!!" I gasped, already feeling the blush creep up to my cheeks, before squeezing myself out of  the booth and to his arms, which immediately wrapped around me tightly, pulling me closer to his chest where I could hear the gentle beat of his heart. "Happy Valentine's Day Tyler".
In complete silence, we stood there for a few moments - rocking from side to side for a little bit, just hugging before I pulled back a little nuzzling our noses together and peeking a glance at the table.
"I love the heart you caramel drizzled on my hot chocolate" I whispered and pressed a loving kiss on his forehead, lifting a few of his caramel coloured curls away from his eyes, "you aced a perfect heart Tyler".
Slowly, he leaned in with a chuckle and cupped one side of my jaw, trailing his fingertips over over my skin. "A perfect heart is what you have darling".
"Someone is being extra sweet" I chuckled shyly at his words, catching his big orbs looking lovingly at me. His fluffy strands of hair was sticking up in the most adorable way.
"That is more of a messy drizzle of a heart" he said sounding a bit disappointed, "I've been practicing for weeks to make it perfect but this is as close as I could get...".
"I could have drizzled the caramel better" he pouted nuzzling into my neck. To cheer him up a little, I pressed a kiss on his nose and then nuzzled it with my own again, making him grin.
"Tyler Galpin, you caramel drizzled every inch of my heart since the day I met you" I smiled softly up at him, his eyes fluttering shut when I placed a lingering kiss on his lips.
When he drew away from me, he gave me a small smile with a little twinkle in his eyes, "Now who's being too sweet".  Grinning, I couldn't help but give him a playful shove, "I can't help it".
"You caramelised my heart Tyler" I told him, and felt him radiate heat again, cheeks glowing brightly as his piercing green eyes began to sparkle.
A lovesick feeling washed over me, numbing my senses and fluttering hard in my stomach as he leaned in towards me and pressed his soft lips against mine, kissing me so carefully.
Now grinning myself, I placed my head back on the place where his heart is to listen to the familiar beating, as I felt him bury himself deeper into my arms, where I'm now sure no-one will hurt him anymore, because I'll protect his broken soul, and will do everything to heal him the best I can.
Tyler's P.O.V
I found myself unable to stop smiling as I watched Y/N look back up at me with her sweet eyes  while I pulled out my laptop from my bag, as we sat back down on the booth, turning on a movie which made her squeal excitedly & bump her forehead against mine. Her eyes sparkled brightly, showing me her happiness. "Hot chocolate, sunflowers and high school musical 3! Tyler this is the most perfect date ever!".
"I thought I put you through enough by having you watch High school musical 1 and 2 with me" she smiled shyly, which made me puller her closer than possible, peppering her face with a million kisses, which made her giggle more, making my heart flutter with every sweet sound she made.
"Darling, I enjoyed every second I got to cuddle you through both the movies while you sang out every song... and this time we get to sing together" I smiled, watching her eyes light up like the beautiful crystals they are as I felt myself get lost in her eyes, so mesmerised, falling deeper and deeper to an infinite pool of love. "We?".
"I learnt the lyrics for every song in High school musical 3 so we can sing together" I confessed shyly as I watched her smile grow with every passing moment what got my heart missing a pulse or two. Y/N did something to me I couldn't define, but it felt like some kind of force, something that I couldn't fight against.
She smiled brightly with rosy cheeks, her expression softening as her eyes looked at me up and down. Her face up close was even more beautiful than when I looked at her from a small distance. Y/N dealt with me like this a lot. She knew I tend to daydream in front of her, but she never knew it was about her.
Only when she carefully cupped my cheeks into her palms, as if I'd break any second, did she pull me out of my daydream about her. "Tyler shall we start?".
"Yes yes" I pulled back with slightly reddened cheeks to which she quickly pressed a kiss on my lips, what made me smile, my heart fluttering at her adorableness. "Let's start".
Being cuddly, I slowly pressed myself against her and wrapped my arms around her body to hold her, listening to the change of her breathing pattern. She'd stir for a second and then relaxed while being held in my embrace as close as possible as I let out a happy sigh in return.
There was nothing more I loved than to hold Y/N.
It was the best feeling to be in her arms, where I feel safe.
Halfway into the movie, the song I've been waiting for started playing, as Y/N gave me a puzzled look when I stood up extending my hand to take hers. "Darling, can I have this dance?"
With bright red cheeks this time, she nodded, as I took hold of her small hands, giving each a little kiss and placing them around my neck. Then I placed my hands on to her waist and pulled her closer as we started to sway back and forth gently to the beat of the music. We shared a small kiss, and smiled, feeling happy.
After a few moments, I swiftly twirled her around to which a small giggle escaped her lips as I caught her in a hug, and felt her growing boneless in my arms, relaxing to the warmth of my body and the steady beating of my heart.
"You are my person Y/N" I blurted, and felt my cheeks go red in embarrassment when my emotions suddenly poured out of me, as if I finally opened myself up to her, this time all the way.
When I drew away from her, she gave me a small smile, shyly looking down. "I am?".
My hand closed in on hers, fingers sliding between the gasps of her digits. With our hands intertwined, she finally dared to look up at me with her beautiful pair of eyes that still showed me the world. "Yes, you are".
"You are my 'I messed up, what do I do now' person" I said, pressing kisses on her hair. "You are my 'wanna grab a coffee together?'person" I placed a big, sloppy kiss on both her rosy cheeks, making her giggle sweetly. My heart fluttered in adoration.
"You are my 'for you, a thousand times over' person" I cradled her baby-soft cheeks between my palms & pressed a long kiss to her forehead to which Y/N smiled softly with such pure eyes that it took me aback a little.
"You are my 'let's go watch the sunset' person" I continued slowly but with lots of smiles and giggles, which cheered me up, honestly. Y/N is always so happy when I kiss her, and vice versa. The gesture just makes my heart warm and makes butterflies tickle the walls of my stomach. "You are my 'I am hungry, Let's go get something' person".
"You are my 'I have something to tell you' person", my fingers tucked a piece of hair behind her ear, making her even more beautiful than she already is, as I trailed the back of my fingers over her cheek to caress while keeping my eyes on hers, "you are my 'what would I do without you?' person".
"You are my 'I can only talk to you about this' person" I whispered, resting my head on top of hers as we stood, enjoying our own little bubble.
"You are my person Y/N" I held her hands and placed them on my chest where she could feel every beat of my heart. Every beat which is present because of her.
"I know I am not close to even deserving you Y/N" I said, my eyes filling with tears "but god, I want to. I want to spend the rest of my life trying to deserve you".
Neither one of us said anything to each other for a while, we just looked deeply into the other's eyes. Y/N had that look which made my heart beat in my throat. It was the kind of look that said more than words, more than gestures. It was something that just spoke to me.
"There will never be another" I vowed. When I said this to her, I made sure to look deep into her eyes to make sure she understood every word I spoke, "I promise that I will love you for the rest of my life".
Y/N and I continued to look at each other for a little bit longer before I let my own eyes flutter shut and then leaned my head a little to the right to properly kiss her.
"I love you Tyler" Y/N suddenly whispered against my lips, causing my heart to do flips and jumps. It took so long before she first said those three words to me. And she doesn't say them without a reason.
"You are my person too Tyler" Y/N whispered back at me, and looked at me with her eyes clouded with love, which took me aback a little because I had never seen these emotions so intense.
Grinning, I brushed my hand over her hair, as my arms held her close to my chest, as if I wanted to protect her from the outside world and everyone else. "I love you too Y/N".
"You will always be my forever" Y/N murmured and shyly looked down with slightly reddened cheeks before looking back into my eyes. Once I looked at her I could feel the happiness blooming inside me, as if her eyes were the calm, beautiful morning after a night full of storm.
"If not you, then no one else" I smiled wetly as I grabbed her face in my hands and pulled her closer to my own, just to press my lips on top of hers in need for her love. Y/N froze in shock for just a second before she caught up with me and kissed back.
When our lips were locked, moving gently, I could feel my head spinning, my emotions encircling me like a tornado.
Her heartbeat was audible when I kissed her, causing my cheeks to glow even brighter. We were always so excited to be alone and to show each other love.
After a few minutes we pulled back and just stared at each other while resting intertwined, letting our heartbeats match.
A smile that reached both her eyes was plastered on her face, looking peaceful and at ease with me. My own smile couldn't be held down and became visible as I pulled her closer to my body and brushed my hand through her hair.
Our eyes kept staring at each other, drowning in the colours of our irises, heartbeats changing until they were beating on the same rhythm. It felt like I couldn't breathe.
We stood like that for about 30 seconds, just staring at each other like we saw water burning in front of us. My thoughts were blank, clouded and unclear, as if the feeling of love fogged up my senses.
"My heart is perfect because you are in it" I heard Y/N whisper in that angelical kind of voice that got me swooning over her as she pressed a kiss right on the place where my heart is located. A wave of warmth consumed me. It was something only she could make me feel like; it was something indescribable but so incredibly good. I could only define it as love. Pure love.
At that moment I felt the safest I had ever felt. There was something about the way she kissed me, about the way she wrapped her arms around my neck and kept me close. There was something about her that silenced the demons in my head and made me feel normal, like a normal person.
My armour, that I wear to get through every day, fell off.
Every time I see her smile my heart forgets it was broken.
Each of us is a story waiting for a devoted reader who will take us off the shelf and embrace all our plot twists and I don't know anything about the future of my story but I find myself sitting with her on the beautiful side of hope.
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aprettyspy · 4 months
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Chapters 6 and 7 combined in one as I won't have time to post tomorrow. For the prompts Time Travelling Ornament's Journey and Santa's map went missing.
@mi6-cafe WIP Wednesday
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seniouesbabes · 2 days
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Lily Maymac 🌸💋🍒🌸 The Aussie girls 🐨 @taramilktea @laurajadestone @elle_ferguson @pepamack
Post lunch hangs with the best crew @louisvuitton @louisvuittonluxury
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folklorianhaze · 9 months
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“Down the block there’s an antique shop and something in my head said ‘stop,’ so I walked in” is such a quintessentially Taylor line I just can’t get over it, I think it might be one of my favorite opening lines to one of her songs ever
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stars-cafe · 1 year
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Welcome to Star’s fanfic cafe!
Inspired by @coleydoesthings
CLOSED
SUBMIT ORDERS IN ASKS/DMS
Menu:
Black coffee (angst or hurt/comfort)
A very bitter type of drink. Everyone knows what it is but it’s not everyone’s cup of tea.
Mocha (fluff)
A very popular one for the people who like comfort. It is sweet with a hint of chocolate.
Capuchino (smut)
A drink made with espresso,steamed milk, and topped off with a thick layer of milk foam with a bold taste with slight sweet flavors.
Toppings:
Whipped cream (soulmates au)
Chocolate syrup (collage au)
Caramel syrup (Idol au)
Ice cream (coffee shop au)
Honey (childhood friends /friends to lovers)
Cinnamon (enemies to lovers)
Creamer ( anything else you want )
You can add more then one topping !<3
Things I won’t write for:
Incest,p1ss,scat, slime monsters,ships
Things I will write for: short/tall reader,yandere,headcannons,shared bed,love triangle and everything else
All fanfics will be x reader + most storys will have fem/gender neutral reader & I will take long breaks
Fandoms:
Obey me
Mystic messenger
Genshin impact
Twisted wonderland
Haikyuu
Any famous celebrity
+ many more fandoms!
IMPORTANT:
If I don’t do or see your ask just know I’m busy rn <3
Also please request any character from any fandom even if the fandom is not on the list! I have been in many fandoms so I can’t count all of them so please request as freely as you’d like!
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squishious · 14 days
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list of my grievances in the tags bc this has been the most miserable week ever and the only person i could conceivably complain to is also going through it
#starting strong with at least 2 midterms/papers due every fucking day except monday#moving on to daylight savings happening when i am already sleep deprived as fuck#and then university wide power and internet outage <3#also general malaise and sad vy the time we reach halfway through the week#fucking evil [redacted] midterm#where i study my ass of and flop so bad#in a truly unifixable way i fear#was supposed to be my fun class to goddammit#and its so fucking windy today which i actually hate#gale wind warnibg = cannot sit outside in the sun and forget abt wverything#THEN#i go to cafe for a pick me up and fi ish bibliography#and the internet will not connect no matter what i do#AND#friend is coming to visit me tmrw but its actually just to pic up an ikon pass and she isnt even gonna hang out for a bit#no fault of her own but#its annyoninh on top of all this :(#genuinly the grade thibg is fucking with me so much i had to have done TERRIBLY to go from a 100 to what i have noe#and i thought i did bad but like. not thag bad#anyways i simply want to curl up into a ball and ignore everything for a couple days but ! i cannot#bc paper due tonight and exam tmrw and then saturday i have to go see my brothers performance which#notmally would be rlly fun#but after this week i want to dissapear for a day#and then sunday rehearsal#and then wednesday midtemr again ! fuck me !!#and then friday quiz but at least its onlinr#and then stayrday holi then break which like fun but also means going home#and im already miserable#so not twlling anyone abt grade flop And generally being home = ultra misesable????#squish speaks
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vee-is-a-clown · 1 year
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On episode 7 of Wednesday and personally I think that Wednesday and Enid should just make out instead of arguing.
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aretis · 9 months
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Good morning dear friends and followers!! Happy Wednesday to you all!!
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