#ran out of coffee

[slashrabbitbunny]

Guarantee I’ll forget I’ve posted this in the morning

[mattsmemes]

[triona-tribblescore]

HAPPY (early) HALLOWEEN!!! :D <3

I joined @rottmnt-secret-giftin's secret halloween gift exchnange! (tysm for hosting it was so fun~ )

This is for @markdamien22!! I hope you like it!! :D <33 your promt was so lovely I had such a chill time making it~

[singeart]

Janeway trying coffee lemonade and going down a rabbit hole of strange beverages!

thank you @dianeames for the suggestion!

[mylarena]

EVERYBODY shut the fuck up. coffee shop barista au. soap is a barista and this one guy comes in at the same time on the dot every day and orders the same thing every time. (its straight black coffee with so much added caffeine that soap thinks it could kill a horse.) the man is like, 6′4″ and built like a brick house. soap is a pretty big guy himself, but god does he makes him look tiny.

his hair is blond, light enough that in some lighting it looks nearly silver. it seems to be a mess constantly- wavy locks that curl around the tips of his ears, fringe just long enough to partially cover one of his eyes. just long enough that someone could reach up and tuck it behind his ear. and soap wants to, if not just to get to feel his hair- it looks so fucking soft and smooth and soap wonders what his hair care routine is. (because surely you cant get hair that good without putting work into it, right?)

his upper face is littered with scars; over the bridge of his nose, across his cheeks, under his eye. theres probably more, but anytime he shows up he has a face mask on, one with some dumb skeleton design on it that would probably look stupid on anyone else, but somehow he makes it work.

and his eyes- god, his eyes. his left eye is a brilliant shade of blue with a shock of green at the bottom, something soap has never seen before. the two colors seem to clash and meld together all at once, an enchanting phenomenon that soap wants to study. his right eye is a deep, gorgeous chocolate brown, swirled with a lighter caramel tone that brightens his eye but makes his gaze no less intense. anytime he locks eyes with soap, he loses his breath- hes never seen someone so fucking beautiful in his entire life.

his voice is low and gravelly, a deep, accented rumble that soap swears to god he can feel in his bones. the man doesnt mince his words, but every time he does speak soap can feel himself shiver. he hopes it isnt visible.

the only name he gives for his order is ghost. that isnt enough for soap. he wants his first name- his real name, a name he can place to the beautiful face that lurks in his mind. (and in his sketchbooks.)

so he tries to pry it out of the man. he offers his own name first, john mactavish, but ghost doesnt give him his own name, instead opting nod and hum. he takes to calling soap ‘johnny’, something that soap has notably refused to let anyone call him, no matter how close they are. he allows ghost to call him it, finding the heat it spreads through his body pleasant and welcoming it. gaz, his fellow barista, is disgruntled when he finds out that soap is letting someone call him johnny when he was firmly denied the permission to do so himself.

every day soap asks for a name for the coffee, hoping that one day he’ll slip and tell him, but he never does. its always ghost, you know this, johnny. he keeps trying despite the ineffectiveness.

sometimes he throws out guesses. over time they get increasingly ridiculous, trying to get a huff or a snort out of the man when he looks at his cup. whatever name he chooses is accompanied by some shitty dad joke- one time ghost had told one that was god awful, but soap could see the glee in his eyes when he groaned and complained. he sees ghost look at the writing everytime he hands over the drink, and he adores the amusement he sees dancing in his gaze at the jokes, so he keeps it up.

their banter shifts from friendly teasing to flirting constantly- oftentimes mid-conversation. sometimes its soap who does it, (”the maaask... take it off?” “show my face?” “yes.” “no.” “are you ugly?” “quite the opposite.” “i doubt that.”) and other times its ghost. (”you like tequila?” “could use one right about now.” “id murder for a whiskey.” “you mean scotch?” “i drink bourbon.” “like a good ol’ boy...” “...  i love kentucky.” “yer out o’ yer mind, ghost.” “thats for sure.”)

(gaz is this fucking close to complaining to price about the sexual tension around them. if he has to deal with soap making eyes at this customer for one more fucking minute he thinks hes going to snap.)

[chrollohearttags]

good morning friends. hope y’all have a great day and remember that you’ll never be able to please people who committed to misunderstanding you so do as you please! 🫶🏾✨

[creationdreamobservation]

Buck and Tommy [7x05] vs. Eddie and Ana [4x06]

[your-compadre-infinity]

Sonic : Haven’t told a soul he’s dating Shadow

Surge : Haven’t told a soul that she’s dating Amy

[hawnks]

My hair is curly but VERY dry so it can also be kind of inflexible and I have this one broken gray hair that’s just short enough to stick straight up like a pickmin

[varpusvaras]

Fox: It's Coruscant, not Coruscan

[doomsdayjester]

yeah, the whole Scott Pilgrim could easily be about not letting the past define you, and that sometimes main characters suck and stagnate, and that you and your partner are encouraged to work through your flaws together, and so on, BUT the fact that is interesting to me is the hyperbolized EVILness of the exes.

Because it's such a common thing to hear, right? 'Oh my ex was an asshole' and suchlike. It's so common in the media and, dare i say, in life, and i almost expect it by default. There are rarely 'good' exes (unless writers plan to get them together again, then it's aall peaches). Bear in mind though, i'm aware there are very shitty people indeed, but we're talking about silly comic here, c'mon.

Here you have *7* of them, with superpowers and an agenda to destroy everything Scott and Ramona try to work towards. Not only it's an (allegedly) fresh take on this idea of exes in general, but it's EXACTLY this hyperbole that allows you to see that.. those are just hurt people with a grudge (who are led astray with the whole League of Evil Exes business - but thats another essay, mr. G-man). And despite their goal to destroy anyone who gets close to Ramona they, much like her, are people with flaws. Same people that misunderstand, misinterpret, do shitty things and don't have the guts to explain/apologize, run away from their problems. You have the 'main character' role, the 'mpdg romantic interest' role, the 'evil ex' role, and all of them full of those people who are just ordinary flawed humans stumbling around in all that mess. what a concept. i love meta and subversion of the tropes sm

[coffee-dere]

♥ Hearts for all~! ♥

(tooootally didn't use two random silly Miku figures for reference :3)

[lesamis]

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

[slepdepriv]

While I love my coffee maker, actually getting it on this table and plugged in was a traumatic experience. In the version of Votv I played when I bought it, there was a bug where the actually power plug spawns under the map which is a slight road block to actually using the thing. I try and be smart about it and use the funni hidden hole near the front door to get under the map and find the plug and then grab the plug and pull it out of under the map back with me! So like the fool I was, I assumed everything was fine now and I started dragging the coffee maker to the main room, expect that I look away for FIVE SECONDS and turn back and find that SOMEHOW the power plug got LODGED INTO A WALL! Not under the map but within the SOLID MATTER OF THE WALL.

I tried to stay calm- If it had just... glitched into the wall then it could surely glitch out, right? RIGHT? So I tried to pull the coffee maker away from the wall to try and force it out- nothing. I tried to ram things into the spot in the wall where it was stuck- nothing. I tried to use to the BROOM to SWEEP IT out of the wall- All that did was make a single corner of the plug poke out to TAUNT ME.

I could not help but think- what had I done to deserve this?? I simply wished to drink coffee but in real life and in the game at the same time! Was that too much to ask?! HAD I HOPED FOR TOO MUCH??? NO. I would not let a mere PLUG best me in such a way! Even if this was some punishment for my hubris then I would merely break their pitiful attempt to stop me! In a last desperate attempt I took the coffee maker into my arms and ran into the first in the dead of night, running further and further away as the coffee maker slowly started lagging behind me as the tension of the cable between it and the plug desperately tried to stop me! And then after running for who knows how long no longer able to even SEE the coffee maker- I let go.

I ran back to base and found nothing, no plug in the wall, no coffee maker- it was like nothing ever even HAPPENED. I searched desperately in and around the base and outside of it- I searched the forest but still found nothing... But then I had a thought- what if me letting go of the coffee maker had given it even momentum to phase through the base itself and come out on the other side and into the river? So I ran to check my hypothesis and... there it was- my coffee maker lying under the bridge plug and all.

I then carefully dragged it back into base by the plug this time and set it on a table and plugged it in! I've been too scared to touch it since.

[mixelation]

i forgot my lunch this morning so i am in fact.... eating cup noodles.......

[audino]

good morning