@redemptionbound​​  //     sc

                darcy huffed at the sight of the rain that was currently pouring outside, she knew it was going to rain, but didn’t expect something akin to a monsoon. two of her workers called in, and she understood it was dangerous traveling in weather like this. darcy decided to keep the shop open for people to escape the rain in and turned up the heating just a tad to help with the fact. a man quickly dashed into the store, and he was soaking wet —darcy quickly grabbed the mop and one of her extra merch shirts. 

                ‘ hey, sorry it’s my merch, but i’ve got a dry shirt here if you need it. there’s a bathroom just down there. ’ she pointed in the direct to the room mop in hand and holding the shirt out in the other. ‘ oh and dont worry, i’m not going to charge you for the shirt of anything, they’re for the volunteers we have at the weekends. ’

starter call for darcy’s bakery verse - a butter place  it will range in length, but hopefully a para. 

                                     @dr-foster​   //     sc

              it’s definitely not every day where you have to fulfil an order for that goes to the avengers tower, so she made sure every part of it was perfect. once perfected, she checked her watch and realised that she needed to get the order there within the next hour or so, and knowing the traffic it could take that long. darcy finally made it to the tower with a couple minutes to spare, explaining to the receptionist that she was here to drop off an order to a dr.foster. with a quick call, darcy was escorted to the medical floor to deliver it. coming across another woman she smiled and waved to her. ‘ is there a dr. foster, here? i have an order for her. ’

                          @iorast​    //     sc

                 there was no word in the english language to describe how exhausted darcy was, she was in bed at eleven the night before being up by four today. curse wedding season. she was grateful for the business, but her body ached for her bed. she quickly checked on the other bakers in the back, making sure the pair were getting enough water and rest before going to man the front. 

                  the brunette was cleaning down the sides, glad that the busy spell had quieted down for a little. darcy quickly dipped to the back as the bell on the door rang, signalling someone entering the store. ‘ i’ll be right out. ’ she yelled out, before making her way back to the front drying her hands on one of the towels they have. she grinned at them. ‘ welcome to a butter place, anything take your fancy? ’

@dr-foster​ //  " i got starbucks. this is your favorite, isn't it? " // soft meme

             making grabby hands at jane, darcy gratefully took the drink in hand and sipped happily at it —her heart swelling with love as she registered that jane got her exact order and just the way she liked it. ‘ you got that right, doc. god, you’re so attentive and smart, no one remembers my coffee order. ’ she sips at the golden goodness again with a satisfied groan. 

            ‘ this is why you’re the best, forget about this place and come work with me in the bakery. you would still be a doctor, of course. ’ she wouldn’t know why she needed a doctor on pay roll, but would figure it out any day for jane. ‘ one of these days, i’m gonna steal ya. i’ll fight the avengers myself, and after i do steal you, i’m gonna send them a cake to rub salt in the wound. ’

                                     @griim​​   //     sc

             she knew she should’ve closed the store during the recent kids’ class she was running, but the teachers had reassured her that it would be fine until one of the children nearly set fire to the whole kitchen with a tray of cupcakes, thankfully it was easily contained before getting thrown in the trash outside. needing a break from it, darcy decided it was her turn to man the front, she noticed a woman by the counter and smiled, not having time to clean up the now slightly sooty apron she was wearing. ‘ hey, sorry about all of that —school field trip and baking class don’t always work out. ’ she chuckled lightly. ‘ we also do coffee if you’re not too fond of cupcakes. ’ 

darcy’s favourite desert to eat has to be a tiramisu, especially her nana’s as it’s usually 95% booze.

she’s had to stay up for 48 hours to finish a rush kids birthday party order

she usually lets the paterons at her bakery choose the music to be played for a donation to charity.

she’s nearly burnt half her hair off when someone wanted sparklers on their cafe and some dummy put them too close to the oven and POOF. she had a sick undercut for a couple months though.

mondays and thursdays: she runs a class for kids to learn how to bake - 4-5pm tuesdays and fridays: there’s adult baking classes - 11-1pm & 6-8pm saturday and sundays: is a give back weekend, they raise money for the local homeless and childrens charities. - All day

                a butter place     //      aesthetics       //      mood board

                                      @aquabcrn​​     //     sc 

                darcy was just finishing off a phone order as the doorbell rang, she looked over her shoulder at the customer and smiled at them, mouthing a quick ‘ one moment, sorry ’ she wrapped up the order and wrote down the details on her note pad before slipping it back into her apron pocket, the same with her phone. ‘ sorry about that, it seems like it’s everyone birthday this week —see anything you like? we’ve just got in some new slushie flavours if that takes your fancy. ’

@gloryfled​ sent a potentially romantic prompt   //   [ LISTEN ] : sender attentively listens to receiver as they speak.

           it was her first weekend off in a very long time, and she was going to enjoy every second of it —to her local pub it is! she settled on the last free stool at the bar, she ordered herself a beer. as she reached to look in her bag, she bumped the arm of the man next to her, darcy apologised shooting him a friendly smile offering to buy his next drink for him. 

          he had a very distinct australian accent, which made her head tilt, she hadn’t expected it at all. ‘ you’re far from home, aren’t you? ’ she laughed. ‘ i’m darcy, by the way. i own this small bakery a couple miles north of here. ’ and the pair stuck up a conversation for a while. she noticed he kept eye contact with her the entire time and his body angling a lot closer to her then when they first spoke, she would be lying if she said it didn’t make her nervous. she would blame the alcohol for the flush that was creeping up her face, and maybe the fact her heart was beating a little faster than usual.

                welcome to a butter place, your own stop shop for a little piece of heaven.                                                   made by me, psd by rivercraze