#latte without coffee

[parveens-kitchen]

No-Coffee Cocoa Latte

No-Coffee Cocoa Latte: A Perfect Hug in a Mug for Non-Coffee Lovers. Let’s face it, being a non-coffee lover in a world that runs on caffeine is a bit like being a penguin in a desert. But we non-coffee enthusiasts know how to craft our own little pockets of joy—like this No-Coffee Cocoa Latte. It’s rich, creamy, and indulgent, made with simple ingredients that come together to give you a cozy,…

[stuck-in-jelly]

[dailycupofcreativitea]

You ever want an iced latte or something but you're too lazy to leave and you don't own any coffee equipment? Fret no longer! After some desperate googling I found the EASIEST FUCKIN DIY ESPRESSO EVER (please don't come after me coffee connoisseurs)

1. Add 5 spoonfuls of ground coffee to a glass

2. Saturate with hot water

3. Cover and wait 1 minute

4. Stir to generate crema

5. Filter through a sieve into another glass

BOOM!!! ESPRESSO!!! No fancy equipment or anything!

I poured mine in a glass with ice cubes and milk and added pumpkin spice and sugar (pre-dissolved in hot water), AMAZING

[specialagentartemis]

every time I drink a latte I think “man I would love this if it didn’t taste so much like coffee”

this post was made by the chai/horchata/milkshake gang

[sweetsuburbanlegends]

ok listen up

1 cup almond milk

1/2 tsp pumpkin spice

dash of 15% cream

heaping tbsp of dark brown sugar

two tbsp of pumpkin puree

cook on the stovetop and froth and omfg it's so good

[divinegrump]

*What I tell people:*

Queer

*What it maybe sort of means:*

Agender, genderqueer, ace spec, pan-alterous, t4t leaning (very much), potentially poly but would that work in practice/is that something I can do w Trauma???

[short-n-sweet-espresso]

Just did the math and you know what, maybe the boomers are right. We should be making our own coffee at home. I do that anyway, but what inspired this post was a post on Instagram saying that the barista that this girl hadn’t been giving her the option to tip for two months. This barista made her tip $2 or $3 for every drink and this had been going on every day. So her 7/8 dollar drink cost her 9/10. I did the math and in that time span, she spent a whopping $504 to $560. I did the math on how much a normal drink everyday for a year without tipping costs, and it’s $2555 to $2920.

That could be put into savings for just in case stuff happens. To put this into perspective, you could buy 3 or 4 iPhones depending on the model. What the fuck. Why are people so attached to their overpriced espresso milkshake? “Hur dur boomers are wrong about our lattes.” YOU WOULD HAVE MONEY FOR GROCERIES IF YOU BOUGHT YOUR OWN COFFEE, MKKEHNA.

[spilling-blood]

do u enjoy fancy coffees?

Yes! But with soy or oat milk.

[twistedappletree]

This is definitely her favorite spot so far. 🖤

[tuuliareads]

Reading plans for 2024

Do you have any reading plans for 2024? A TBR you’ve made to get you started? Or are you more of a mood reader? Are there any new releases you’re looking forward to? I am an absolute mood reader. The first week of the year has proved it. I’m in a bit of a slump and so is my reading: I’m reading a little here and there, but not really committing to any read. It’s the beginning of a new year,…

[mainfaggot]

I spent like 40 minutes making hazelnut lattes for my mom and i . I used the stove top to steam milk and prepared hot brewed coffee (instead of making instant coffee shots and microwaving the milk) like it was THAT serious. and the finished product doesnt even taste right all i do is flopflopflopppppp this is sad. my technique has to be way off. or maybe it was that and also the 2 year old McCafé medium roast grounds from costco. And the fact that I may have used an extra two tablespoons of syrup. oops.

[pettyprocrastination]

Idk what happened in my brain but I'm really obsessed with videos of people making coffee lately.

[amberinn]

I love u tea without sugar I love u coffee without sugar my babygirls

[apatheticsunday]

Dead Tired Stalker AU

AKA "Tim Drake is a little obsessive, possessive, and really, really likes his new boyfriend (Danny)" prompt idea!! No non-con, violence, or dead doves. Brief reference to human experimentation.

Inspired by this one post where Tim kept a methodical journal of Danny's resting pulse, body temperature, weaknesses, tracked him literally all the time, and Danny was like *heart-eyes*

I like the idea of Tim's idea of love being completely a bit skewed. He was neglected as a kid and craved attention, affection, being wanted; so, understandably, he assumes that's what other people want, too. He'd only had one boyfriend before. Kon was sarcastic, funny, and sweet, but even he couldn't handle Tim's... staring. The unblinking intensity in those eyes, the hundreds of pictures of himself on Tim's phone, somehow Tim knowing about Kon's conversations and experiences without having been there.

Needless to say, Tim and Kon's relationship ended with a harsh reiteration that most people need boundaries.

So, when Tim meets this very cute messy-haired boy at Gotham-U, he shoves down the instinctive urge to know everything. Mentally captures moments, memorizes them, instead of taking pictures. Shoves earbuds in to avoid listening in on Danny's conversations (oh, his name's Danny, which he overheard when the boy was speaking with the TA).

It's so hard not to obsess, though. Danny is... well, he's haunting. His crystalline eyes make Tim's heart stutter in his chest, chills rising along his arms; he swears there's this aura around Danny that's just utterly compelling. (Stop it, Tim, you'll scare him off.) But Tim can actually be a person sometimes, so he just asks, "Do you want to go out for coffee with me sometime?" And he's psyched when Danny says yes!! (He tries really, really hard not to memorize the fact that Danny likes hot oatmilk chai lattes, uses his left hand to hold his drink, and prefers not to use a coffee sleeve. Does Danny always hold his cups by the lid? Does he prefer- Tim stops himself.)

And Tim is a great boyfriend!! They go on dates (he doesn't avidly stare at the way Danny's eyes sparkle while at Gotham-U's planetarium). Tim learns Danny's favorite music the normal way (he doesn't hack into Danny's Spotify... although he's suddenly found himself listening to an artist named Ember). And Tim has a totally normal album of pictures of his boyfriend on his phone (his burner phone is a different matter entirely, but not even Batman himself could get it unlocked. Tim's got that phone sealed up tighter than the Fortress of Solitude).

Except Tim notices Danny becoming more withdrawn. More tired, dark bags under his eyes and stealing Tim's double espresso (he never does that, it's too bitter for him, why isn't he drinking his oatmilk latte?). Leaning his head on Tim's shoulder during lectures to take naps. And Tim's becoming more frantic the more lethargic Danny becomes.

Maybe he's more like Bruce "Contingency Plan" Wayne than he's willing to admit. Tim sets a hard boundary for himself: I'm just going to Google his symptoms. That's it.

He spends the next 42 hours obsessively researching Danny: hacks into his phone, downloads all his previous location history, texts, calls, background checks everybody Danny's been in contact with. Re-traces his steps down to the minute, finds all his Google searches, activates Danny's laptop webcam. He's determined to find out what's wrong with his boyfriend.

And because Tim is Red Robin, who literally became part of the Batfam because of his stalking tendencies and is one of the greatest detectives since Batman, he finds out. He finds out that Danny Fenton is one Phantom, a vigilante from Amity; finds obscure clips of newspapers mentioning a young boy's tragic death, discovers the GIW, uncovers classified information containing metahuman experimentation (let's say he doesn't quite know about Ghosts, but Metas are close enough).

Somehow, he makes a connection between ectoplasm and the Lazarus Pit (maybe not necessarily the right connection, but something-adjacent). After all, Jason was resurrected via "Evil Baja Blast" and Ra's al Ghul used it to make himself immortal. It would make sense that the GIW could sample Lazarus Pit water and use it to experiment on metahumans. So... Does Danny just need more Lazarus Pit water?

Cue Tim making use of the Drake and Wayne family wealth to literally overnight mason jars full of Lazarus water. Ra's al Ghul has no idea how it happened. He tests the reaction of Danny's DNA and the Lazarus water only to realize he was right. (Lazarus Pit waters are just excessively concentrated ambient ectoplasm, I guess?)

Tim does what any good boyfriend would do and spikes Danny's oatmilk lattes with Lazarus Pit water. And it helps. Danny is suddenly so much more energetic, there's that glittering shine to his eyes, and he looks so much healthier. Happier. Tim can't stop staring at him. If anything, he stares more, tries to memorize every angle of his boyfriend's face; he collects more candid pictures than before, always catching the gentle curl of Danny's lips when he's distracted; doesn't disengage the tracking apps or phone mirroring software.

He's just happy that his boyfriend is feeling better, more like himself. It's just a perk that Danny doesn't know about Tim's minor stalking tendencies.

(Danny absolutely knows.)

[queenofcarrotflowers-s]

I am a certified iced coffee HATER and as soon as it turned April my local starbucks has done this thing twice now where they have made my hot latte into an iced latte no matter how I order it on the app, and each time it literally tastes like it has no espresso in it. tastes just like ice cold milk and a flavor shot. I know this is not like, a real problem, and I should just order in person if I want it done a specific way, but I want the warm weather iced coffee hegemony to END and I'm tired of people telling me I'm wrong for hating it

[lauraneedstochill]

Aemond being so flirtatious right off the bat wasn’t something I’d expect but I enjoyed it a lot! I really liked their lighthearted banter and how effortlessly cute their interactions were. also, can’t help but admire a man who knows when to take matters into his own hands, so to speak 😏💕

The adventures of coffee

Requested: by anon

Taglist (Comment to be added or removed!): @daenerysapologist @simp-aholic @howyouloveyourdragon @arcielee

The five times Aemond got your order wrong and the one time he got it right

TW: afab reader, fingering, general nsfw stuff

Reblogs and comments aren’t required but I’d love to know what you thought! Feedback is welcome!

On entering the small warm coffee shop, the aroma of freshly prepared coffee surrounded you. Golden rays of sunlight streamed in through the big windows highlighting the rough wooden tables and strange looking chairs. People were rushing in the place as it was morning yet your eyes were attracted to the handsome barista behind the counter. You saw on his nameplate he was called Aemond. Peculiar name, but you didn’t pay any kind to it, neither to his eyepatch.His look into your eyes would melt the coldest of people’s hearts.

“Good morning,” you said, trying so hard not to show that your cheeks were already getting a bit warmer when Aemond showed you his smile.

“Good morning,” he said with a flirty smile while leaning forward. “What can I get you today darling? Pumpkin spiced latte, iced coffee? You name it love.”

“Caramel latte with extra foam,” you said, your voice shaking just a little bit more than you had meant it to be.

“Extra foam? Sure,” Aemond answered with his pen darting around the cup’s top.

You jumped up from your chair when your name was called and quickly moved towards your drink only to become confused. The liquid that passed your lips was certainly not like a caramel latte but more similar to a simple cappuccino.

“Excuse me”, you called as you tried to get the attention of Aemond. He looked at you with a smile on his face.

"Is there a problem, princess?"

His word choice made it impossible for you not to feel the heat rise to your face. "This isn't a caramel latte."

Smiling, he came even nearer to you. “Hmmm? Are you sure about that? Maybe it’s just a caramel latte with an identity crisis.”

Still, you giggled with Aemond and he vowed to pour your drink for real this time. There was no doubt that your initial encounter with the charismatic barista had made a lasting impression on both of you.

The second time

The next day, you returned to the coffee shop, ready to give Aemond another chance. After all, everyone makes mistakes, right?

"Hey there," Aemond greeted with a sly grin. "Back for round two?"

You couldn't help but chuckle at his playful tone. "I'll have a vanilla latte this time, please."

"Vanilla latte coming right up, sunshine." Aemond scribbled down your order, his sapphire eye twinkling in the sunlight.

Once your drink was ready, you approached the counter, hoping that this time, you'd get exactly what you ordered. But as you took a sip, you realized that it was nothing like a vanilla latte; it tasted more like a chai latte.

Aemond noticed your quizzical expression and strutted over. "What's the verdict this time, sweetheart? Did I ace it?"

You chuckled, liking his attitude. "Well, it's not a vanilla latte, but it's delicious."

Aemond grinned, his cockiness still intact. "Close enough, right?"

You nodded, secretly enjoying this little caffeine-fueled dance with the charismatic barista. The tension between you two was undeniable.

The third time

A few days later, you found yourself standing in front of the coffee shop's counter again. Now ready to face Aemond’s often charming yet error-prone skills.

“How’s it going?” Aemond asks with a wink. “What will be your poison of the day?”

“Can I have a hazelnut mocha this time?” You replied.

“Easy enough,” Aemond scribbles it down on the cup and gets to work.

Once your drink was ready, you took a cautious sip. It wasn’t a hazelnut mocha or a mocha at all, it was actually just black coffee. A plain black coffee, nothing added, just the bitter taste of the coffee.

You chuckled as you approached Aemond. “You always find some way to surprise me. This is just black coffee!”

Aemond shrugged with a mischievous smile. “Who needs hazelnut when you can have the pure essence of coffee?”

Shaking your head in amusement, you appreciate the playful banter that came with ordering from Aemond.

The fourth time

The next week, you returned to the coffee shop, determined to challenge Aemond's skills once more. After all, this has become an unexpected yet endearing part of your daily routine.

"Hey there, Aemond," you greeted. "I'll have a toffee nut latte with whipped cream this time."

Aemond's eyes twinkled with mischief as he scribbled down your order. "Toffee nut latte with whipped cream, you got it."

When your drink was ready, you took a sip and realized it was not a toffee nut latte but a regular latte with no whipped cream.

You approached Aemond with an amused grin. "Aemond, this is just a regular latte."

Aemond feigned innocence, his eyes showing his mischievous side. "Oops, I must have confused toffee nut with 'plain old latte.' My bad."

You couldn't help but shake your head in amusement. Each incorrect order was becoming an endearing but weird tradition between the two of you.

The fifth time

By the fifth visit, you couldn't help but wonder if Aemond's mistakes were intentional or just an oddly timed coincidence. But you found yourself looking forward to each visit, not only for the caffeine fix but for the banter and charm Aemond provided.

"Good to see you back,” he greeted with a smirk. "What order can I mess up for you today princess? Is today the day you want a pumpkin spiced latte?"

You chuckled. "I'll have a peppermint mocha, please. No pumpkin spiced latte for me please."

Aemond wrote down your order and sent it along to the barista. As you received the drink, you discovered that it was not a peppermint mocha but a pumpkin spiced latte instead.

You sighed, though you couldn't help but smile. "Aemond, it's not a peppermint mocha."

Aemond leaned closer, his grin widening. "Oops, well can you blame me? Peppermint and pumpkin. Pretty similar. My bad."

You laughed, giving him a playful look. Despite the series of wrong orders, there was something endearing about Aemond's witty banter and charm. You found yourself looking forward to your daily visits to the coffee shop, if only to see what creative ‘mistake’ Aemond would make with your order.

Getting it right

A few weeks passed, and you were back at the coffee shop, hoping for a change of pace. You couldn't help but wonder if Aemond would ever get your order right.

"Hello, Aemond," you greeted with a playful smile. "I'll have a caramel latte with extra foam, just like I ordered on my first day."

Aemond scribbled your order, this time without any teasing or witty remarks..

When your name was called and you eagerly reached for your drink, your anticipation was met with a pleasant surprise. It was a caramel latte with extra foam, prepared exactly as you'd requested.

You looked at Aemond with a surprised smile. "Aemond, you actually got it right this time."

He grinned, a hint of satisfaction in his eyes. "It only took five tries, but I finally nailed it."

You couldn't help but laugh as you sipped your perfectly made caramel latte. Maybe it was Aemond's charming imperfections that had made you look forward to coming back each day.

“I’m actually impressed by it, I didn’t know it was possible.” You joked

“Well, I try my best for pretty people sometimes. Not often, but sometimes.”

That was all the confirmation you needed from him. “You think I’m pretty? I must admit I’ve always found you pretty as well.”

Aemond suddenly got an idea. It was bold but he was almost certain you’d be up for it. “Since I'm closing soon, how would you like to stay a bit longer? We could go to the back of the shop…”

“I’d say close the shop, pretty barista boy.”

With a quick motion, he flipped the sign on the door to read 'Closed' and turned back towards you with a predatory grin. "Alright then, let's go somewhere more private," he murmured, leading you towards the back room of the cafe where they could indulge in their desires without interruption.

“You’re pretty bold, Aemond. I like that about you”

.

Aemond snickered faintly and wrapped an arm around your waist, drawing you near to him as he guided you through the dimly lit corridor towards the back room. Once inside, he shut the door behind you and pressed you against it, his lips hovering dangerously close to yours He traced his fingers lightly over your cheek before running them down to your neck, feeling the rapid pulse beneath your skin.

“Tell me the things you want to do with me, Aemond, I wish to hear it. ”

Aemond whispered into your ear, his breath sending shivers down your spine.

"I want to explore every inch of your body with my tongue and hands until you are quivering with pleasure," he growled, his voice low and rough," Then I want to take you to the edge and observe as you fall apart in ecstasy."

His hand slipped under your shirt, skimming over your bare skin before coming to rest on your breast, squeezing gently.

“What do you say? Are you willing to give yourself over to me fully?" Aemond grinned wickedly and bent down to capture your mouth in a fierce kiss, his tongue tangling with yours as he deepened the connection between you two. His other hand moved to unzip your jeans, sliding them down along with your panties, liberating your bare body from the cloth." Mmm, you are so beautiful," he muttered against your lips before running kisses down your throat and collarbone, leaving a trail of fire.

Aemond smirked devilishly and continued his exploration, his hands roaming over your body with expert accuracy, teasing and tormenting you with each touch. As he slid his fingers inside of you, he groaned deeply, feeling how soaking and ready you were for him." You are incredible," he whispered hoarsely," So responsive and eager to please." He thrust his fingers in and out of you, hitting that spot that made you moan loudly, making him grin wickedly.

“Look at you, so pathetic. So needy for me already, what do you say princess? Are you ready?”