đ€ ENJOY A COFFEE BREAK WITH YOUR FAVS. what's your favorite thing to order at a cafe? based on your order and what cafe you go to, i'll write you a short and sweet meet cute with a character that matches the vibe of your order. i'll keep this even going for a couple days or until my inbox gets full. this event is sfw and open to everyone! thank you all for 100 followers, and enjoy a little treat on me. Ù©(ââżâïœĄ)Û¶
đ€ GUIDELINES. it's super simple! first, choose a cafe from below (aka choose your fandom) and second, pick your order from the menu below. you can pick however many or little items you want - it's totally up to you! anon is allowed and you don't have to be a follower! (âżâ âżâ )
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đ€ CAFE HEAVEN & EARTH. you'll find characters from jujutsu kaisen frequenting this joint after missions and in between classes! throughout the heavens and the earth, this cafe alone is the honored one. âš
đ€ MAISON ROSE. you can find characters from attack on titan lounging around here for brunch on weekends or in between survey corps drills. this artsy parisian cafe newly opened in paradis, modeled after it's sister location, maison maria, in marley. đ«
đ€ POCHITA'S. characters from chainsaw man gather here for some quality squad bonding or early morning caffeine runs. a cute hole in the wall joint located conveniently a couple blocks from the public safety building. the floors are always a bit sticky, but that's how you know they have the best pastries in tokyo. đ„
â đđ ËâĄ. | WHAT'S YOUR ORDER ? | .âĄË đđ â
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ahhh hello! I saw your 100 followers event and first of all, congratsss! you have an attack on titan option so I'm choosing Maison Rose cafe! I'm probably in that cafe to do some nerdy research and won't order a lot to eat but I'll have a soy milk, a matcha latte, and a kouign-amann (lmao idk how to order)
(For context, I'm sapphic so I'd love a meet cute with someone nonbinary or a woman, that's all thanks love lotss)
a/n: thank you so much for sending this sweet ask babe!! hope you enjoy, had so much fun writing nerds having a meet cute hehe >:) tysm for your patience in waiting for this!! sry it's taking me a while to get thru these i am just so busy lately but i assure everyone i'm working diligently on them!!! <333
đč WELCOME TO MAISON ROSE ! đč
đ€ PAIRING. hange
đ€ WORD COUNT. 970
saturday mornings â an ideal time for some âyou timeâ. and for you, your ideal âyou timeâ means camping out at your favorite local cafe, maison rose, with the latest editions of the many scientific journals you subscribe to.Â
as a senior researcher for the survey corps, most of your colleagues prefer to spend their time off reading anything other than studies on titans, given that thatâs most of your job. you canât help but be fascinated enough by them that you use your precious time off to stay on top of the latest discoveries, though.
your area of interest is titan regeneration, and youâre thumbing through a recently published study on that topic this particular morning as you sip your customary soy matcha latte between nibbles of a delectably sugary kouign-amann. Â
you look up idly when you hear the doors to the cafe open; maison rose is typically pretty empty on saturday mornings other than you and the couple of other regular patrons, so youâre curious to see whoâs coming in now.
 you gasp when you see itâs not just anyone, but practically a celebrity â the survey corps fieldwork star, hange zoe!Â
given that your work has been more data analysis and lab-based, the people who do fieldwork are kind of your heroes, and hange zoe is at the top of that pyramid. this is your first time seeing them in person up close, and you try not to stare.
as they stride in and swagger towards the counter, you sigh to yourself; of course theyâd just exude cool, on top of everything.Â
beyond hangeâs inherent charisma, powerful physique, and arrestingly sharp features, though, you admire their mind more than anything. your careers came up around the same time, so you have read almost all of their interviews in everything from mainstream newspapers to esoteric research newsletters. their interviews are always sprinkled with scientific knowledge and wit alike; their narrative voice just has a way of capturing your attention. (you absolutely donât have a crush on them or anything â you just deeply admire them as a scientist!)Â
you turn your eyes back down to your journal and take another sip of your rapidly cooling drink, allowing the pleasantly earthy flavor bring you back down to earth. so what if your long-term celebrity research crush is within breathing distance of you? thatâs a pretty average situation, right? you need to get a grip!Â
you try not to be too acutely aware as they pick up their americano and madeleines (not that you were paying attention to what they were ordering), and you have to remind yourself to breathe when they flop down at the table right next to yours with a loud sigh, stretching their long arms and legs out.Â
fieldwork must be tiring, you think to yourself.
âyeah, tell me about it,â hange laughs, looking right at you. oops. did you just say that out loud instead of thinking it to yourself?!Â
if they notice that youâve gone completely beet red, they ignore it kindly.Â
âi shouldâve joined the research division like you did instead of signing up for fieldwork, i reckon,â they say with a rueful smile. hold on. they know who you are?!
they must mistake your silence for offense, since their face suddenly opens up into an exaggerated expression of shock. âoh! not to say that what you do is easy. just that i think itâsâŠwellâŠ.so cool. so much cooler than what i do â well, not that seeing titans up close isnât cool, but sometimes i feel like weâre just a glorified cleanup squadâŠi think the research studies you folks publish are just rad. like that one you published last month in Serum, about the purpose of steam in titansâ regeneration? that was justâŠway cool! ah, sorry! iâm rambling againâŠâ they trail off with a sheepish chuckle. Â
your jaw dropped during their whole spiel. your lab had gotten a small pet project of yours published in a recent edition of Serum, one of the more specialized titan biology related journals; it wasnât even that popular, and your study was really just one smaller part of the project overall. you had still been proud, though, since that part of the project had felt like your baby.
you had no idea that anybody outside you and your immediate research group even cared about it, let alone the hange zoe!Â
âyouâre interested in this stuff?â you ask. âi had no idea our boring grunt work would hold any appeal to a rockstar of the field like you.â you donât hold back your admiration for them, feeling emboldened by their knowledge of your work.Â
âyouâre anything but boring, y/n!â they clap a hand over their mouth suddenly. âooh, sorry, is it ok if i call you y/n? sorry, i just read so much of your work that i feel like i know you!â they laugh again. their smile is infectious, since you find yourself giggling too.
âi feel the same way!â you respond. âi loved your interview in Paradis Times last month about how you collect titan specimens safely! i felt like i was out there in the field with you.â
hange, grinning from ear to ear now, is shaking their head in disbelief. âi canât believe the y/n l/n knows about little old me! oh, iâm starstruck! listen, do you mind if i pick your brain about your research? i have a feeling i have a lot to learn from you.âÂ
you agree, and they scrawl their phone number on your hand, apropos of nothing. you blush at the feeling of their hand around yoursâŠand something possesses you to say âwe can talk about things other than research, too. if youâd like.â
they give you that radiant, gorgeous grin again. âiâd like that very much, y/n.â Â
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Hiiii! I would like have a coffee at the Heaven and Earth cafe! If possible, could I get a mocha latte with soy milk and a kouign amann on the side? Pretty please and thank you đ
a/n: thank you for your ask and for participating đ„č i appreciate it sooo much and i love your order! chocolate + buttery pastries are to die for đ
âš WELCOME TO CAFE HEAVEN & EARTH ! âš
đ€ PAIRING. yuta
đ€ WORD COUNT. 1.4k (sorry anon i got too carried away with this lol)
ugh, you only had 15 minutes to quickly grab your drink and a bite to eat before your 8 AM stats lecture with the notoriously strict professor kusakabe. yeah, sure you couldâve probably avoided this if you had just slept at a normal time, but alas, you were hell bent on finishing one more episode of your favorite trashy real-estate focused reality tv show. but no worries, cafe heaven & earth is known for its efficiency and speed.
thatâs what you thought to yourself 8 minutes ago, when you thought you would be out of there by now. instead, right after you gave your order, you noticed the long line of people waiting for their orders. you try your best to overhear their conversations so as to better understand what was happening
âi heard thereâs a disturbance in the kitchen.â âwho told you that?â âi dunno, some guy with white hair came out and said it?â crap. you donât have time for this. you frantically look at your watch, as the aforementioned white haired man came out of the kitchen nonchalantly and made an announcement. âsorry folks, thereâs gonna be a delay on everyoneâs orders due to a disturbance in the kitchen.â
everyone murmurs but no one says anything, but youâve had enough. âwhatâs the disturbance? how long will this take? iâm in a bit of a hurry, actually.â the white haired man takes a quick glance at you and says âthereâs just a disturbance. thanks.â
dumbfounded, youâre not even sure how to respond toâŠhis lack of response? you pinch the bridge of your nose, trying to figure out if it was worth just leaving right now and risking the entire class hearing your stomach rumble, or getting chewed out by professor kusakabe. your thoughts are interrupted by a soft voice from beside you.
ârunning late?â your head shoots up, and you find that the owner of the voice is a young man around your age wearing crisp black jeans and a high-necked white sweater. youâre slightly annoyed. you donât really have the time to chit chat with a stranger right now. âuh, yeah, kinda.â you say curtly. you notice that heâs a little taller than you, with gentle features befitting his polite voice. his black hair falls in his large dark blue eyes in neat curtains. most notably, though, you see prominent shadows underneath his eyes. he must also be a student.
âwhat class?â
âstatsâ
âshit, stats 153? with kusakabe?â he grimaces none too subtly.
your stomach drops. great, so you are gonna get chewed out for being late. âyeah. how fucked am i if i show up late?â he pretends to think before saying âwell, depends. do you like having to explain in excruciating detail to the entire hall exactly what you were doing last night that made you late for an 8am? since thatâs what he made us do when i had him last year.â hell no. thereâs no way in hell youâre gonna tell anyone you were up until 2am watching selling sunset.
the white-haired man re-emerges at that moment with an order that looks mercifully familiar. âsoy mocha and kouign-amann forâŠâ you approach the pickup counter in anticipation. the employee raises a doubtful eyebrow at you before reading a name off the receipt in his hand. â...yuta?â the stranger who was just speaking with you steps in front of you and grabs his order, flashing an awkward apologetic grin at you.
as if this day couldnât get stranger. âuh, thatâs my orderâŠâ you say, but youâre not so confident anymore. âsorry, i think itâs mine. been ordering this ever since this place opened.â
âiâve been ordering that ever since this place opened,â you say defiantly. youâre not sure if this dude is playing some joke on you or what, but you definitely donât have time for it.Â
âthatâs interesting, but my nameâs yuta,â he continues patiently, âso unless we also have the exact same name, iâm pretty sure this is mine this time.â
a quick glance at your watch â 5 minutes left. okay, plan aborted â people are just gonna have to deal with your noisy tummy today. âokay, wellâŠâ youâre not sure how to really say goodbye to him. âforget it. iâm just gonna get outta here. iâm late as it isâŠâ you leave without glancing behind you as you speed walk to your lecture hall and itâs not until a couple seconds later you hear someone shouting behind you.
you turn to seeâŠyuta? from the cafe? whatâs he doing following you? oh god, is he a creep?! it suddenly occurs to your sleep-deprived mind that he might want to fight after you accidentally tried to steal his order, and you speed up.
âhey, wait! stop walking faster, geez! iâm trying to help you!â confused, you slow your pace, willing to hear him out. âwhat do you want?â you ask, wishing it didnât come out as harshly as it did.Â
âwell, i was just wonderingâŠyâknow, seeing as we apparently have the exact same order and are both about to be late to our respective classesâŠâ yuta clears his throat. âwanna share while we walk?â
you're skeptical, but the kouign-amann was looking so delectable in his hands that you had to double check you werenât drooling. it didnât help that your stomach chose that exact time to elicit a god awful noise begging for food. you acquiesce. âyeah, iâdâŠiâd actually really like that.â you flash him a thankful smile as you both walk to class.
âsoâŠhow come youâre running late? you seem like the type whoâd have it all together,â you ask, trying to break up the silence with some small talk. you look up again at his eye bags. âup late studying, i bet?â
âhardly,â yuta answers sheepishly. âthis show iâm hopelessly hooked on just dropped its new season on netflixâŠ
you burst out laughing at the image of the polite, perfect yuta falling victim to a netflix binge. âno way, me too! what show? no, let me guess. black mirror or something?â
yuta looks at his feet and mumbles something that sounds an awful lot like selling sunset. no way. feeling just a tiny bit of sadistic glee at his embarrassment, you ask him to repeat himself.
âall right, all right! it was selling sunset! i just canât stay awayâŠi need to know what those ladies get up to!â
maybe itâs the way heâs blushing or your sleep deprivation, but something possesses you to reach out and pat his arm comfortingly. âdonât be ashamed,â you reassure. âonly the greatest of intellectual minds can handle christineâs character arc.â
yuta gapes at you, before his eyes crinkle into a soft laugh. ohâŠheâs kinda cute, isnât heâŠ
you pass the rest of the walk discussing the off-the-rails drama of the new season as you alternate taking bites of sugary-sweet pastry and sips of mocha, and you find that youâre having a good enough time that youâre not even thinking about the reaming youâre due for in stats lecture.
soon enough, youâre outside your lecture hall, and itâs time to part ways. you sigh, knowing youâre not prepared to go in 10 minutes late. âwell, this is me. right before i get my ass handed to meâŠâ
âdonât worry, he always makes the assignments way harder than the actual testsâ yuta reassures you with a bright smile. damn, heâs not kinda cute. he is cute.
âyeah, but stats just isnât my best subject,â you say dejectedly. âiâm only taking it because i need to for my major but at this point, i dunno how iâm gonna pass the class without some divine intervention or a tutor or somethinâ.â you hope yuta takes the hint.
âoh, yeah, well, if you want, i canâŠi can help you. i quite liked the class when i took it last year,â he says bashfully.
âreally?â your eyes beam at him. âhere, gimme your phone, iâll text you about a study session, if youâre down?â
âyeah, of course!â yuta is doing an awful job of hiding the blush in his cheeks as you put your contact in his phone. âiâll definitely need help come midterms.â you hand his phone back to him. âby the way, didnât you say you have class? shouldnât youâŠâ you gesture at another lecture hall nearby yours, and he nervously scoffs.
âoh, yeah, i do, but itâs the one near northside.â northside? like the-other-side-of-campus northside? youâre confused as to why heâs even here right now. âwait, what? youâre gonna be so late for class! why did you even come here?â
yuta fidgets with his fingers, doing an awful job of maintaining eye contact with you. âitâs wellâŠi dunno, i just thought maybe being a couple minutes late so i could share my kouign-amann with a cute girl might be worth it.â
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Hello my dear! Congrats for your achievment!âš
Iâd like to play and I say:
CafĂš Heaven and Hell.
Iâd like to order a white mocha and take away a Macha Latte.
Iâll eat a mochi donut!đ©
Thank you very much! đ€đž
a/n: thanks for your ask đ yours was super fun to write and i hope you enjoy it hehe~ also guys i swear i don't hate gojo heâs just a male thot to me. also btw when i went to paris last year there was a male thot that served me at a cafe and so heâs just all i think about when i think of gojo and cafe auâs
âš WELCOME TO CAFE HEAVEN & EARTH ! âš
đ€ PAIRING. gojo
đ€ WORD COUNT. 1.3k (sorry i just love writing about male thots)
you canât help but breathe a sigh of relief as you enter your favorite cafe. work today had been complete hell, and you need a caffeine and sugar fix to give you the will to live this evening.
the cozy ambience of cafe heaven and earth instantly soothes you - the romantic low lighting, the smell of eucalyptus and coffee beans, and the low jazz music playing in the background settles over you.Â
after ordering your white mocha (as well as a mochi donut as an extra treat â you really deserve it today), you wander to your usual counter seat by the window and lean back with a relaxed sigh.Â
you had been so excited to start work at the prestigious zenin law firm, but just three months in, you were already feeling the first signs of burnout.
you usually like to go over documents from work during your coffee runs, but today, you just need to savor the moment. as soon as you sit back down, you close your eyes and take your long awaited sip of white mocha. as the sweet, rich liquid hits your tongue, you canât help but almost moan in satisfaction.Â
your moment of calm is immediately ruined by an unfamiliar voice. âwow, that good, huh?â
you crack one eye open in annoyance to see a tall and muscular white haired man sitting a couple seats away from you. youâre taken aback by just how blue his eyes are - one glance and you find yourself sinking into its ocean blue. the next thing you notice (and you do feel a bit embarrassed about it but câmon, you had a long day at work!) is how muscular and lean his arms are, his fingers playing his phone on the counter absentmindedly. itâs a wonder you didnât notice him as soon as you got here.Â
remembering that he just interrupted your peace and quiet to ask a question, you respond, âthe white mochas here are always the best.â in spite of how astoundingly handsome the stranger sitting near you is, youâre not really in the mood for a conversation, so you hope your tone dissuades him from continuing.
âyeah? can i get a sip?â he asks, a bit too fast for your liking. Â
 âwhat??â youâre taken aback by his forward question and brash manner. how old is this guy, anyway? this is the kind of behavior you expect out of your ten year old nephew yuji, not a grown ass adult!
the man pouts in response. what was his deal?! model-worthy good looks or not, he was starting to wear on your already limited patience.Â
âmaybe you could get your own drink?â you ask, trying to remain polite. âiâm kind of a germaphobe,â you lie. you donât really care too much about sharing cups, but you really want this guy off your back. your precious relaxation time is limited!
âpleeease!!!!â he starts begging loudly, earning looks from surrounding cafe patrons. he notices you looking around self-consciously, and scrambles to the seat next to you so he can talk more quietly.Â
âplease!â he repeats at a more socially acceptable volume. âiâll drink from the other side, promise! you wonât even know my mouth was there!â god, was he irritating! (it certainly didnât help that he was making you think about his mouth now, too.)Â
 desperate for this stranger to leave you be, you decide to let him have what he wants. then heâd leave you alone, right? you kind of doubt it, but itâs worth a try anyway.
âok, ok! fine.â you slide the ceramic mug towards him, and he has the audacity to look smug as he clasps the mug between his hands. you absolutely do not notice how long and elegant his fingers look curled around the drink.Â
âdown the hatch!â he chirps as he lifts the mug to his lips.
you soon find out that the two of you have radically different definitions of the word âsipâ. to him, a sip means gulping down half the mug, apparently. you watch wistfully as the drink you had so been looking forward to begins to disappear before your eyes.Â
 when he puts the mug back down, his smug expression is replaced with an exaggerated grimace. âewww, how do you drink that stuff?? itâs so bitter!âÂ
as you seethe to yourself, he darts his tongue out to swipe away at some foam left on his lips (which you are pointedly not paying attention to), before continuing. âiâm gojo, by the way.â
âitâs not bitter,â you say through gritted teeth. âitâs the best espresso in town, and one of the sweetest drinks they offer. besides, couldnât you have decided that you hated it before you drank half the damn thing? whatâs your problem, man?âÂ
âi told you, my nameâs gojo!â the man starts to whine again, but seeing your animosity, he changes his tune quickly. âok, sorry, sorry! i didnât mean to annoy you! listen, why donât you get yourself another drink on me?â he reaches into his pocket and pulls a shiny credit card from his wallet, handing it to you with an air of penitence.Â
âreally? thanks, gojo. thatâs surprisingly decent of you,â you reply. you start to feel a little guilty for almost losing it at this complete stranger. his guilelessness, while annoying, is maybe almost even starting to charm you.Â
âuh, maybe while youâre up there, you could also pick me up a drink thatâs not a complete pukefest too?â he asks, fluttering his fluffy white eyelashes at you. upsettingly, your stomach does giddy somersaults at the sight, which you studiously ignore.
you sigh and roll your eyes. âall right, pretty boy, whatâs your drink?âÂ
âoh, theyâll know,â he replies with a wink. âthe gojo special â hot cocoa with strawberry milk mixed in. best drink on the planet.âÂ
you wrinkle your nose. âthat sounds disgusting, but sure.â you head to the order counter for a second time, looking down at the card he entrusted you with as you wait in line.Â
damn, a black card? heâs annoying AND rich? pick a struggle. nonetheless, you werenât one to pass off another drink, especially at his expense. you go up to the counter and decide on ordering matcha latte and his wretched drink order. the barista looks at you with distaste after ordering it, before sighing and ringing you up. great, now you can never come to this place ever again.Â
it doesnât take long for your drinks to come out carefully make your way to the seat. you notice heâs dusting his hands on his thighs.
âalright, you weirdo, hereâs your-â you stop mid sentence as you place the drinks on the table and notice thereâs a huge bite taken out of your mochi donut. your precious mochi donut. you glance at gojo, then back at the donut, and then back his hands which still had remnants of frosting on top.Â
âdid youâŠdid you just take a bite out of my donut while i was gone?â you say incredulously.Â
âwhat?â
âi know you heard me.â your fingers pinch the bridge of your nose in annoyance. âdo you just always take bites out of random peopleâs food? who raised you?!â youâre in awe of someone who has social skills like this.
âdonât worry about it, kitten,â he purrs, and you hate that your heart beats faster at his nickname for you. âiâll just buy you another one. iâll buy you a dozen right now.âÂ
you sigh. âokay, fine.â you end up ordering a box of mochi donuts against your better judgment. even worse is that youâŠactually had a good time with him? you canât remember the last time you were this annoyed but laughed this much.Â
âby the way, you gonna be here tomorrow?â he asks with his mouth full of the last mochi donut. ugh, you shouldnât find this attractive, but you do.Â
âyeah.â you say, before you have time to change your mind. you take out a pen from your tote and quickly scribble your number on a napkin. common sense be damned, you think to yourself on the bus as you find yourself yearning to see that color blue again.
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omggg your follower event is sooo cutie ahaha
cafe heaven and earth + iced matcha latte with oatmilk (bc i know that's what y/n orders in after hours đ) + rose milk cake
a/n: omgggg~ first anon thank u sm for participating đ hope you enjoy!!!
âš WELCOME TO CAFE HEAVEN & EARTH ! âš
đ€ PAIRING. nanami
đ€ WORD COUNT. 755
this isnât your first time here at cafe heaven & earth. youâve been a regular here for as long as you can remember, from drafting your novel to pitching ideas for the local newspaper.
you and haibara, the regular barista, have had an easy rapport from when you first started frequenting heaven & earth so you were sad when you walked in and remembered he was off this week. like, you were happy for him, of course, but also, who was gonna remember your usual order and make it just the way you liked it?
to your surprise, you see a vaguely familiar blonde man behind the cash register. you think heâs the owner, maybe, if you recall correctly. and thank god the line isnât long today, so perhaps you can keep your interactions with everyone to a minimum and just focus on finishing your article.
the first thing you notice about him when you get to the front of the line is his soft features: light smile lines and gentle eyes greet you with a quick âhello, miss, what can i get for you today? iced oat matcha and rose milk cake as usual?â
before you can process how he even knows your usual order (something only reserved for haibara), a loud bang in the large wall-to-wall cafe window startles you both. you turn to see an eccentric, gangly man with wild white hair pounding on the glass, trying to get nanamiâs attention. he keeps on pointing at the flyer in his hand (upon closer inspection, you see itâs one of those job flyers with tabs you can rip off, except thereâs no job description on it, and the tabs each just have poorly drawn penises on them).
quickly glancing back at the blond man, you see him wincing in embarrassment. you canât help your curiosity, so you ask, âdo you know that guy?â the blonde man (ânanamiâ, you see on a perfectly aligned badge pinned to a perfectly pressed apron) just says âunfortunately. you can just ignore him.â you decide to take pity on him and change the subject.
âwait, how do you know my order?â the weirdoâs actions outside the cafe momentarily made you forget this man just recited your order seamlessly. you swear you see him blush slightly. âah, well, haibara, heâŠuhâŠwellâŠâ heâs looking everywhere but your eyes, and you find it a bit adorable.
âall right, iâll admit iâve heard you order before and just think itâs the perfect order. itâs what iâd order, too.â now itâs your turn to blush. the perfect order? âoh, uh, thanks, but honestly, itâs all thanks to whoever supplies your rose milk cakes. iâve never had anything quite like it.â god, your hands are feeling clammy and it feels so hot in here. donât they have any AC?!
âwell, the baker accepts your compliment, miss.â nanami says humbly, his smile growing even softer after hearing your praise. youâre in shock. nanami bakes the cakes himself?! âi had no ideaâŠthey always taste so freshly made whenever i have them. i should have expected the owner of my favorite cafe to be such a good baker, i guess.â
nanami seems to be opening up at your sincere compliments. âiâm glad to hear it, opening a bakery has always been my dream. the feedback means a lot coming from one of our best customers.â best customer?! your heart does a little flip. nanami suddenly looks shy again. âactually, iâve been meaning to ask youâŠâ
just then, probably tired of being ignored, the white-haired man bursts into the cafe, his loud demeanor at odds with the soothing ambience. ânanaminnnnn~â he whines. âwhat, i donât exist anymore as soon as that cutie youâre obsessed with finally gives you the time of day?!â you and nanami both go red at that; of course, all the cafe patrons are staring at you now.
âgojo, nowâs not the time,â nanami tries to say in his best no-drama customer service voice. the interloper doesnât seem to take the hint. âwell? ask her for her number already!â
neither of the men noticed that you had already scrawled it on a spare bit of paper from your trusty legal pad. âtext me when your shiftâs over?â you ask, feeling emboldened by the indirect confession. truth be told, heâs always caught your eye whenever heâs down at the cafe, but you were far too engrossed in your drafts to do anything about it.
nanami smiles, actually fully smiles with his teeth, at you. ây-yeah, of course.â
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congrats on your milestone sweetie!!! a hot white mocha with oat milk, and a slice of the rose milk cake from maison rose would be lovely đč thanks! đ€
a/n. thank u for participating babe xx i really appreciate it. your ask was giving xmas/holiday szn so i decided to riff off of that hehe enjoy ~Â
đč WELCOME TO MAISON ROSE ! đč
đ€ PAIRING. mikasa
đ€ WORD COUNT. 1.4k+
what sucks more than having to work during the holidays? no, really, youâre waiting for an answer while youâre cleaning up another spill on the counter for the third time this morning. how are people this careless about leaving their drinks near the ledge?
not only that, but you have to do an expert job of cleaning or else your boss, mr. clean freak levi ackerman, would tear you a new one. god, you wish you had made better plans in advance.Â
and to make matters worse, eldians rarely believed in using the holidays to stay at home and relax. rather, it was a time of festivities and late night gatherings @ paradisâ trendiest cafe: maison rose.Â
okay, sure youâre sounding bitter right now and not at all in the holiday spirit but you have a good reason and itâs that you miss marley and your family, but alas, it was your choice to âfind yourselfâ and you just happened to find yourself enjoying making delectable drinks and pastries with levi during his retirement.Â
you take a look at your watch. 11:30pm. two more hours until closing. you can do this. at this point, people were already wrapping up their conversations and heading back to someoneâs house, so youâve been spending most of the time touching up the cake display and cleaning the coffee bar.
as youâre loading up the dirty dishes into the back, you hear the laughter of your least favorite customer. okay, letâs get all the formalities out of the way: you love and cherish every customer equally and you strive to make the best drink every day. but you would be lying if you didnât think about using the expired milk on eren jeagerâs cafe au lait every time he visits.Â
itâs not that heâs rude or meanâŠjust a bit too brash and uncomely for your liking. you finally see him and his friends walking towards the counter to order: armin, jean, connie, andâŠsome (gorgeous? ethereal?) raven-haired maiden youâve never seen before. whatâs a girl like her doing with a crass, uncultured, oafish guy like â
ââsup babygirl, yâmiss me?â eren says, winking at you and effectively derailing your train of thought. you stop staring at the girl like some juvenile teenager and focus back on eren. heâs wearing a black supreme hoodie, and youâre pretty sure itâs fake. you roll your eyes.Â
âwhat do you want, jaeger?â you ask, annoyed at his greeting for you.
he frowns at your unwelcoming response. âwhyâre you acting like you donât know your favorite customerâs drink?â
you raise an eyebrow. âso one iced bleach latte for you?âÂ
âi bet that would actually be so good because i know levi keeps the good cleaning shit in the back.â he says, without missing a beat.Â
âcan you guys not do your usual antics tonight? itâs literally a holiday hereâŠâ you turn around to see levi with crossed arms glaring at both you and eren, and you both nod your head and play nice to not scare the customers away. you quickly start jotting down the orders of everyone with eren, but you only paid attention to one particular order.Â
a hot white mocha latte with a slice of rose milk cake on the side. the same rose milk cake you had spent hours this morning decorating, and had only one slice left. was it super delusional for you to think that this was meant to be? a raven haired maiden to request the very last piece of your hard work?
you got so caught up in your fantasies (read: slight delusions) that you forgot to ask for her name.Â
you pride yourself in preparing your drinks with care and detail, but for some reason, you found yourself frothing the milk a little extra longer for the white mocha, and being extra precise pouring the latte art.Â
you call erenâs name for the drinks and he gets up to receive them. a thought pops into your head, and you know itâs gonna hurt you more than eren to say it, butâŠfuck it, itâs the holidays anyway.Â
âeren, wait.â you hesitate to say, not even realizing you were holding a silent breath. your hands clam up. âuhh, whoâsâŠthat girl youâre with?â
just as expected, a sinister smirk forms on erenâs face as he sneaks a glance back at mikasa whoâs chuckling at something connie has said. âoh? you mean mikasa? whyâd ya wanna know? does someone have a cruuusshââ
âshutâŠup, jaeger!â you hush him, not wanting anyone else in the cafe to hear. âi donât have a crush on her okay, god forbid i wanna know my customerâs names, jeezâŠâ
âoh, okay, then youâre fine if i admit to you sheâs my girlfriend?â you practically drop the last precious slice of rose milk cake from the plate youâre holding. ainât no fucking way sheâs with himâŠ
âyouâre lying,â you say definitely, calling our erenâs bluff.Â
âokay, yeah, i am. but still, that means you dig her, oooo~â
you regret this already. oh well, at least you tried. âjust take your stupid drinks and go.â and for once, eren does as you say.Â
you notice erenâs party stays longer than most other people, and itâs probably because of their close history with levi, who has been making the rounds to say hello to his old survey corps colleagues.Â
as the two hours dwindle down to minutes, youâre almost done wiping down the countertops and unloading the dishes. levi leaves upon your insistence that he enjoy a night out with erwin and hange, despite his groaning and moaning about just wanting to go home, so itâs on you to close up shop.Â
you wave goodbye to erenâs friends, and scrunch your nose up in disgust at eren. however, you notice the most peculiar thing: mikasa waving them goodbye whilst staying behind. youâre confused, wasnât sheâŠ?
mikasa collects her plate and cup and meets you across the countertop. she looks so pretty wearing a tight fitted stop and baggy ripped jeans, that you almost donât register her greeting you.
âhey, sorry iâm bringing in these plates so late, i know you must be dying to go homeâŠâ
âoh! um, donât worry about it, itâs not a big deal as long as you enjoyed your order.â you say warmly, taking the dishes from her. your fingers brush against her hands and you couldâve sworn there was twinge of pink on her cheeks.Â
âit was the best drink! but i was really blown away about the rose milk cake? eren told me you make them every morning and design them yourself? is that true?â eren told her that? eren talked about you to mikasa?Â
âoh, uh, yeah, i guess i do,â you say, scratching the back of your head.Â
âdonât be so humble! you should be so proud of what you made. youâve actually ruined cakes for me, so thanks for that.â you chuckle.Â
âdo you really like it so much? iâve been saving a slice of saffron milk cake because it was leftover from today in the back, you want it?âÂ
âoh! eren told me you might have some leftovers in the back but i thought he was just messing with me like always.â
âyeah, you canât ever trust that guy.â eren? telling mikasa? about your secret cake stash in the back? the last time you told him about that, you made him promise to keep it a secret while you two scarfed them down after levi left.Â
âi never do! at least not for normal stuff like this,â she chuckles. that being said, you were glad erenâs big mouth blabbed this little secret.Â
you go to the back and bring out two slices of saffron milk cakes for mikasa in to-go boxes. she stares at the cakes, before demurely looking at your eyes. the eye contact catches you off guard as she says, âmaybe we can sit down and share the slices together? i donât think we ever met, y/n. sorry, eren told me your nameâŠi hope that was okay.â
wait? she asked eren for your name? âiâd love to, actually.â
the delusions were well and alive in your mind as you once again are convinced this must be fate, even if that fate involves a little bit of erenâs meddling. you take off your apron and join mikasa in the couch in the corner, where the two of you sink into the sofa, and end up way too close to each other as you share the cakes.
but neither of you mind it.Â
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haiii~ (ââżâ)
i'm going to take a break from answering asks from my inbox today for my event but i'll start back up again tomorrow! so excited to continue working on this bc u guys have the CUTEST orders in the world!!! see u guys tmw hehe đ«¶đŒ
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The coffee break concept is sooooo adorable I am obsessed!!
From Pochita's, can I order a matcha latte with oat milk and a mochi donut?
a/n: thanks for your ask cutie âŁïž another matcha latte with oat milk lover i see⊠bee tee dubs my catâs name is mochi đ» hope u enjoy n i hope u had fun participating hehe ~
âïž WELCOME TO POCHITA'S ! âïž
đ€ PAIRING. himeno
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you look at your watch. 9:34. 26 more minutes of your break. the weather outside was gorgeous and the cafe wasnât as crowded as it usually is. probably because itâs the weekend, but nonetheless, you use this as a prime opportunity to make yourself a matcha latte with oatmilk and head outside to make progress on the book you were reading. hm, maybe a mochi donut wouldnât hurt either.Â
you loved working as a barista here, and you wouldnât change it for the world, but itâs hard to see the quiet of the city during the weekdays when everyone from public safety was scrambling to grab a coffee before their next meeting. you rarely took up weekend shifts, but today just felt different. maybe your monotonous life would change today, despite how far-fetched that sounded.Â
youâre far too engrossed in your book, and so you donât pay attention to whoâs coming and going, and whoâs waiting outside for their drinks.
âhey, wait, are you reading fourth wing?â you turn to look at the inquisitive voice and come face to face with a woman wearing a public safety uniform and large eyepatch over one of her eyes. the other is bright green and sparkles distractingly at you. her hair is shorn in a practical short haircut, but she pulls it off well, you note. she smells slightly of cigarettes and peppermint, and leans a little too close when looking over your shoulder, but strangely, you donât mind.
âo-oh, yeah, it isâ you say, taken aback by her. âi loved that book! finished it in a weekâ she says, laughing softly.Â
 âyou public safety folks got time to read now?â you say playfully. she laughs. âyeah, well, had some extra time on my hands after my partner passed so what better way to spend it than reading some smutty fiction?â
her forwardness catches you off guard. âoh my god, iâm so sorry!â you say, clapping a hand over your mouth in horror. how were you supposed to know that?! the womanâs eye doesnât stop sparkling, however, to your surprise. still wearing her warm smile, she continues.Â
âyeah, he was a sweet kid. it was hard to lose him, but heâs hardly the first partner iâve lost, and he wonât be the last.â she shrugs. âthatâs life in public safety, i guess. thatâs what makes escaping so nice,â she finishes, gesturing at your book. youâve since closed fourth wing in favor of hanging onto her every word.Â
âdonât you get scared for your own safety?â you canât help asking, your voice sounding small and meek. you must look so pathetic to her, flogging cute little drinks all day while sheâs out risking life and limb.Â
she laughs again. âobviously! every day of my life! but we canât let something little like fear get in the way of us living our lives. thatâs why i try to appreciate the little things, like reading fun books and visiting my favorite cafe! seriously, the drinks you guys make give me the will to live!â (you have to tell yourself to calm down at that, since you suddenly feel all blushy and silly and shy like a schoolgirl nursing a crush at the fact that pochitaâs is her favorite cafe.)
still, you canât help but wonder how it would feel for her, to lose everybody she got close to â and to have to expect it to happen over and over again. you canât imagine what a lonesome existence it must be, and it makes your chest ache to think of someone as warm and gregarious as her being left alone again and again.  Â
damn, all this sucks for her. but you couldnât ignore how warm she made you feel inside when she said that. you can see it in her eyes â despite what sheâs been through, sheâs like everyone else: a little bit lonely and looking for connection. âiâm so sorry to hear thatâŠâ oh shit, you realize you donât even know her name.Â
âhimeno.â âhimeno,â you repeat back. her name feels like it belongs in your mouth. âiâm glad you can at least come here and get away for a bit,â gesturing to the cafe.Â
himeno laughs, once again, but this time her soft laugh makes your heart beat a tiny bit faster. âyeah, only for a bit. gotta back and finish up some paperwork with my team.â she says, gesturing to the public safety building a couple blocks away.Â
youâre quiet for a second, and then make a snap decision. getting up from your seat, you ask her, âwhatâre you having today? iâll make it for you.â
she seems taken aback. âoh, i was just here getting coffees for my team,â she replied, pointing to the tray of takeaway cups on her table. âbesides, arenât you on break?â
you smile at her and boldly decide to squeeze her hand. âiâll make it for you,â you repeat. âand itâll be on the house. now, whatâs your drink?â
âuhâŠiâll have whatever you were having,â she says; endearingly she suddenly seems a little shy. âit looked really good when you were drinking it.âÂ
âoat matcha it is!â you grin inwardly; you definitely know your way around a matcha whisk, and youâre excited at a little chance to show off to himeno.Â
you both head inside and continue chatting as you prepare her drink. you note with satisfaction that she intently watches your expert hands at work. you look at himenoâs hands, and wonder what itâs like to hold them, have them hold you, hold each other close.Â
your thoughts almost get the better of you but you snap out of it. you decide to throw a little lavender essence in, too; something about himeno just inspires you to go all out.
you hand himeno her drink, and you find yourself wishing you could speak to her longer. you usually did nothing during your breaks, so youâll miss this stark contrast.Â
himeno, seemingly to have read your mind, smiles sweetly. âthanks. by the wayâŠâ she pretends to think for a bit. âwhatâs a pretty little thing like you doing working on a saturday?â
you try hard to hide the blush uncontrollably rushing to your cheeks. âi could say the same for you.â she raises her hands up in defeat. âokay, okay, you got me. we both donât have lives and are working on the weekend.â she jests, and you laugh. you think youâll laugh at anything she says.Â
youâre already on a roll with bold moves today so might as well go for it. âwell, you doing anything later after work?â
himeno beams at you. âthought youâd never ask.â she quickly takes out a pen and grabs a napkin from the counter as she scribbles her number on it. âwhen do you get off?â
â3 in the afternoon,â you say, sounding giddy like a schoolgirl.Â
âokay then, text me at 3.â she then gives you a smile so suave it should be illegal. âiâll be waiting, beautiful.â
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