#stalked by coworkers and customers alike

[cyberstabbing]

i hate it when my friends are in unsafe situations with men it scares me more than anything

[cafesweetvn]

BEFORE YOU CONTINUE

Café Sweet contains sensitive topics such as, stalking, kidnapping, murdering, heavy manipulation, scary imagery(Blood, eyes, body horror), cannibalism and swearing. DO NOT continue if these topics may trigger you.

Café Sweet is a visual novel where you work at a lovely café with your two coworkers that you've gotten extremely close to over these past few months. However, it seems you're cozy town has lost it's safety as there have been multiple disappearances, with only a few bodies being discovered dead.

FAQ

If I make "Café Sweet" content, can I tag you in it?- Yup! I would LOVE to be tagged in any fan content! It makes me so happy and overjoyed to see people making stuff for Café Sweet. I'm happy that others are interested in my stories and characters.

Are we allowed to send asks interacting with the Li's? - Yeah! I think it would also help me write the characters better for when I write their routes.

CHARACTERS

Artemis: Your extremely strict manager. Despite how he comes across he does care about you(as well as Sanka and Hyun-ae), truth be told he wants to protect you, from what, who knows(I do)? Will you take the time to get to know him?

Sanka: Your coworker! He's extremely extraverted and friendly to you and Hyun-ae, you three forming your own little trio. Sanka likes to look out for you and Hyun-ae, wanting to make sure you two get home safe, putting up a strong front. He loves being reliable <3

Hyun-ae: Your coworker! She's a lot more chill then Sanka. She would rather just follow whatever kind of mischief you and Sanka come up with and decide to do then decide to make any plans herself. She ADORES gossip and knowing everything ever. Despite her grunge appearance, she's a bit of a nerd!

Davi: A customer turned into a regular. Hyun-ae is convinced that Davi might have something to do with the disappearances, and even more so that he's been stalking you. Is he really creepy like Hyun-ae thinks he is?

Valeria: One of your childhood friends who moved away years ago. Thankfully, you two have always kept in touch with each other. It seems she's grown up to be an influencer. You wish to see her again in person, who knows, maybe she'll visit you soon~

Imani: Another one of your childhood friends! Thankfully, Imani never moved away and you two are still in contact. She's very shy and you're one of her only friends. She wishes to tell you how grateful she is to have you in her life still.

Fritz: Your final childhood friend! Works at a vet and adores animals, He's always so gentle and sweet towards animals and humans alike. They're so happy that you've stuck by their side after all these years and with the recent murders, they've been so worried about you and your mutual friends.

Archie: Your boss! You've never met him before, and it seems that neither Sanka nor Hyun-ae have either. Archie mainly leaves everything to Artemis while he goes out and does his own business. However, do NOT ask Artemis ANY question about Archie.

TAGS

#☕️-Cafe Sweet

#💌-fan content

#🔞-minors dni

#🎤-Asks

#👓-Artemis

#☀️-Sanka

#📱-Hyun-ae

#🛠️-Davi

#🪞-Valeria

#🍓-Imani

#🐈-Fritz

#💰-Archie

#🔪-Killer

DNI/RULES

Proshippers, bigots, generally creepy and shitty people don't interact with me or any of my games

Ageless in bio(either put your age/birthday in your bio, or you can send me a message telling me your age, if none of those I’ll block you)

That said I'll also be blocking blank tumblrs

I won’t be writing any gross out kink or anything like that.

If you’re a minor please don’t interact with my content that is 18+, especially since the base content won’t be 18+ so you can still get content.

Due to certain topics in this game, 16+ only

Please be patient with me, thank you!

I’m happy to take criticism on anything and will take it into consideration. What I won’t listen to is any hate comments without criticism, I’ll just block you.

If you're going to send in an NSFW ask, please turn off anon, otherwise I'm not gonna respond to it or I'll make it SFW, thank you!

More might be added/changed to most sections as I develop this blog

EXTRA LINKS/INFO

This is a side account so any other interaction will come from @starswirlfoxgames

I have a Twitter that will be STRICTLY 18+: https://twitter.com/Starsw1rlF0x

Ask box is always gonna be open unless I say otherwise so feel free to spam me with asks!

I'm probably not going to continue posting asks in order, just gonna post em when I finish them. Sorry if you asked me something and it's taking a while, I may be struggling with ideas or motivation.

I won't be having a schedule anymore to avoid burnout and stress. I also won't be using the queue feature anymore since I heard that it can delete posts.

I will try to post Dev logs weekly or every other week!

Masterlist 1

Asks: 0

[lonely-pages-of-ink]

Four Leafed Clover

Feet tapping on the ground to the rhythm, my head bounced in time as I waited for the bus. 

I leaned against the bus stop sign with my hands in my pockets, headphones pressing against my skull as music tied itself into my thoughts. The ground was dark blue and a young boy hummed as he skipped by, leaving yellow footprints on the ground that faded moments after he moved on. A lavender colored individual sat on the bench a few feet away, eyes closed as a song slammed into their ears. 

I turn away to keep waiting, foot changing tempo as the next track played. 

On the bus, I placed my head against the window and watched the world blur. Flashes of bright and dark colors sped by. Grays and pinks and clementine orange, my eyes blurring from it all. 

I was used to it by now, instead closing my eyes to focus inward.

It wasn’t strange to see so many colors so early in the day, sometimes they were duller in the mornings but some people always had a melody in their mind. Sometimes a simple hum can explode with feelings, with colors and shapes I was subjected to. 

The colors were manageable, once I’d stopped complaining to my siblings or parents about it they stopped asking and I simply pretended I was normal. Being diagnosed as color blind at an early age and then later diagnosed with CBS could alienate you from your peers.

 I pushed up my glasses and squinted down at the message on my phone, ignoring the bright red and neon yellow polka dots seeming to shimmer on my phone case. 

I had to get to my job where dozens of hours are spent wasting away and it colors everything black. It was difficult to focus sometimes, between running an underpaid job and juggling college classes, I often found my brain melting in my head. 

Laying in bed as my stereo crooned into the quiet room was the only cure. 

Snakes of mustard yellow confetti wiggled from the speakers on the ceiling of the cafe as I stepped inside. My coworker’s skin was midnight black and their eyes were only a watery shade of wispy silver. 

It was only a fleeting moment I saw each customer's color that kept me entertained.

One bored looking man burned ruby red while a smiling teen gazed out the window with sea green streaks bled from their roots. A blue handprint on the side of their coffee cup or an ink-like blotch peeking out from their collar were all seen and disregarded. 

Interesting enough to keep me alive, not interesting enough to harass strangers. 

Then someone came through the door with a flood of colors. 

Her hickory hair was tipped a vivid orange, painting a sunset up her neck. A zebra striped letterman’s jacket hung off her shoulders, a cropped moon tee shirt peeking out. Her eyes didn’t dart around or waver, they were pastel pink and when we locked eyes I felt my stomach jolt. Her fingers were a faded silver and a cloud of indigo hung off her arms like a shawl. 

And I’d never seen someone I’d wanted to know so badly. 

She had so many different things happening, colors vibrating under her skin and hues spilling from her mouth. The cafe was quiet but she seemed to make the murmurs die into a hazy silence as bouncing lights blinded me from behind the counter. 

She ordered a blueberry muffin and iced tea. 

Her name was Clover. 

Complex emotions were stained all over her, switching so suddenly or writing an entire story before scrapping it and starting fresh right before my eyes. The sweat that gathered under my armpits and on my palms were embarrassing reminders to my social ineptitude. 

I thought of Clover twice a week from then on. 

I always hoped to see her weeping aura as I walked through crowds, no longer staring only at the ground as I scanned the sea of people with one-word feelings. I paused at every Clover I heard and looked into any look-alikes I could find. I social media stalked for weeks before giving up, before deciding that she wouldn’t ever enter my life again.

Dull grey bus with dull brown seats.

An aquamarine stain across a tabletop I was wiping down. 

Maroon thoughts. 

I ran right into someone almost a month later. 

They didn’t move as I stumbled back and almost landed on my bum. I grumbled loudly and yanked down my headphones to chew them out for not watching where they were going, when a silver dipped hand gently took mine.

“Are you alright?” 

Clover smiled down at me kindly. 

[bad-author]

I've been stressed....

These past two months have never been so stressful for me, not with family but with work. My shift hours? I love them, 11pm to 7am with a store closed and all to myself. Nice and quiet My wage? Decent, I had a raise when I started working as a baker so instead of minimum (which I think is $10.45) and on top of graveyard pay, that’s $12/hr My coworkers? Ok, I guess. Manager was having an attitude earlier this week but I think she’s stressed too. (Besides, she apologized if she had upset me…) And who wouldn’t be with the amount of cocky trainees we’ve been getting! No, seriously. Out of the 10 we’ve had come in these past 2 months, only 3 have stayed with us. The other 7 either left or we had to let them go because of the amount of complaints we were getting. Guys, I know working minimum wage can stuck. I know that a lot of places can be really shitty places to work at and maybe some of you are stuck in a situation where you can’t get anything better. To those people, I’m really sorry to hear that and wish you all the luck ever. But I’m not talking about those people. I’m talking about the ones who talk back to me when I correct them on something they’ve messed up, the ones who just sit around when they’re suppose to be doing a job, who don’t listen to the supervisor or the manager when they ask them to simply see if the lobby is clean. I’m talking about the 7 people I’ve had the displeasure to train these past 2 months. For some, it was their first job, for others…I’m not sure. One girl said she use to work at the stadium but decided to get a different job. Oh but that’s after she introduced herself as a lesbian and then said “you got a problem with that?” (FYI: No, I didn’t but I don’t care about what someone’s preferences are, sexuality or gender or religion) Not only were they disrespectful to me but to coworkers and customers alike. And I swear to God, I’m going to rip out my hair if I’m stuck for another 8 hours with another person like that. There’s been other things too, such as several large orders coming in and a few complaints about the back being a mess as well as having to work a bunch of overtime. But those don’t compare to the trainee problem. I’ve had no mental energy to do anything other than lay in bed (thankfully the rps with @iamscanda been a blessing, thanks girl!~). I haven’t been drawing much or writing or anything…. Luckily, I don’t think we have any trainees coming in anytime soon so after some R&R…I might be able to make regular posts…. Until then guys, I’ll just continue to quietly stalk for brief moments….