Caffeine-Addict

➾ cc + coffee shop au. // for @abbadons-little-witch​, on the day of her birth. xo

Maine is unreasonably cold all year round. Not especially helped by the fact of their chosen professions. Killian Jones is a fisherman, out at sea for days at a time—it feels like it takes weeks to re-warm the blood in his veins. The tips of his fingers and toes an unattractive purple color. It’s part of the reason why he drinks all that coffee.

When he’s not running a farm all by his lonesome, David Nolan drives back and forth across the county after stray pets and sick wildlife. He manages to rehabilitate some, only he seems to have a problem with the part where he lets them go afterwards. The heat in his truck doesn’t work very well. And he doesn’t sleep all that great anymore. Hence the mild caffeine addiction.

“Maybe you’d like to come out on the boat some time,” sliding a hot mug of black sludge across the counter, “change of scenery might do you good.”

He can smell the salt on his skin from here. The stool he’s sitting on feels like it’s rocking underneath him like he’s adrift at sea already. There are no tall pines in the distance, no broken heater in his broken truck. 

“I’d like that,” David answers, savoring the bitter taste on his tongue, “just say when.”

bilbroswaggins69  asked:

Coffee shop au or fake marriage thing??

Ahahaha ok ok I’m gonna go with coffee shop au because it is… so classic but also versatile.

Alright so I’m feeling this as a klance AND shallura thing, because brothers who suffer together, stick together.

So poor stressed out Keith is a university student, trying his best to study, meet assignment deadlines, and manage to take care of himself. He’s faring… ok. There’s a coffee shop he frequents on campus that has a lot to with how he copes. He goes in one day hoping to get his usual long black and say hi to his friend Hunk that works there, when he’s served by someone he’s never seen before.

And oh no. OH no…. he’s really hot. Killer smile. Tan skin. Broad shoulders. Narrow hips that Keith wouldn’t mind grabbing onto…. wait, what was he doing here again? He blurts out his order and robotically moves to the pick up counter. The baristas name tag says “Lance”. Lance serves him his drink with a cheery smile and Keith scuttles out the door.

Keith comes back later that day. And the day after that. 3 times on Tuesday. 4 times on Wednesday. Each time he thinks about asking Lance out. He repeats pick up lines to himself while he stands in the queue, but when he gets to the front, all he manages is a “fell from… hurts!….. I’d likealongblackpleasethankyou”

Shiro is noticing a huge difference. Keith is jittery and has huge bags under his eyes. He notices the coffee cup always in his hands and how Keith starts shivering if he goes for a few hours without caffeine. Shiro starts to reprimand him, but Keith brushes him off.

One day Shiro actually catches Keith entering the coffee shop. Shiro jogs after him, ready to drag his ass out of there. He bursts through the glass door and halts…..

Oh… oh sweet, gay, Keith. Shiro watches how Keith blushed when Lance remembers his order. Shiro knows exactly what’s been going on. He gets in line with a smirk. He conversed easily with Lance, and tells him that Keith always raves about the coffee here.
“Oh, Keith? That’s his name. I’ve just been calling him handsome.” Lance laughs and winks Keith’s way. He ACSENDS.

Lance gets called into the back room and another coworker comes up to serve. She’s tall, startling blues eyes, and an impossible amount of light hair.

Shiro and Keith both have a caffeine addiction for the next fortnight.

Keith goes in one day looking particularly bad. He hasn’t slept at all, and that’s partially due to caffeine, but also due to a killer assignment he had to complete. Shiro looks slightly better next to him. Lance rushes out from behind the counter.

“Dude you look awful.” Lance grabs Keith’s forearm. Keith talks in slurred words and seems to be only half present. He tries to order a coffee, but Lance says he won’t give him one. That he needs to go home and rest. Keith talks about quadratic equations and mumbles something about really needing coffee right now.
“I think you need to stop”
“Can’t stop. Have to ask out lance. Gotta keep…”
It takes Keith 30 seconds to realise what he’s said. He blushes up to his ears and apologises profusely. Lance takes his hand.
“I would make fun of you, except I could never get up the courage to ask you out either.”
Lance promises to go out on s date with him BUT ONLY after he’s gone home, slept and drunken a lot of water. Keith is about to head off when lance laughs:
“You know, we sell things other than coffee. Why didn’t you just order a juice all those times you came to see me?”

Shiro and Keith look at each other in shock, before hissing out “juuuiiiiiice”.

Keith shifts his coffee addiction to a mango smoothie one. Shiro drinks green tea by the litre.
After a week Allura leaves her phone number on his cup. Shiro has never been so happy and hydrated.

HR Wells was the true hero

I’m really sad about H.R. dying and I know he may not have been everyone’s favourites but he was mine. So many people overlook H.R. because he isn’t academically smart, he doesn’t have powers, he isn’t some amazing scientist or a great fighter. But H.R. is a person. H.R. is someone that woke up every morning with a smile on his face, with kind words to share and happiness to spread. Do you know how rare it is in a person to just want to do good and to make people happy? Especially when most of the characters treated him so badly almost all of the time. They were constantly dismissing him and yet he still remained positive, he still remained loyal and kind. That isn’t an easy thing to do.

H.R. was not, is not useless. He was a very vital part of the team because he was loyal, he was kind and supportive. When dealing with traumas like Team Flash did having someone that is always on your side no matter what - that is the type of person you need. H.R. always tried to help in what ever way he could and yes he made mistakes but so have most, if not all of the other characters - that’s what being human is, making mistakes and learning from them.

H.R. inspired creativity in Tracy. He encouraged them all to be better. It was the little things he did to try and boost moral, to try and bring the team closer, to always show he cared. That shouldn’t be overlooked because he wasn’t as smart or physical as the others. Remember how he decorated the whole of Star Labs for Valentine’s Day and how he made each of them personalised cards. Or how he learnt everyone’s coffee orders. How he was the first to comfort Jesse when her dad was missing and how he helped train Wally when no one thought he could do it. H.R. messed up with words a lot of the time and yes he had a ‘foot in mouth’ thing often but when it mattered, when they truly needed him he knew what to say to help. Words and having someone that believes in you is not useless, having someone care enough to do these little things is not useless.

Being creative doesn’t make him weak, not knowing how to fight doesn’t make him a coward. He gave his life to save Iris and he didn’t tell anyone about it because he knew they would try to stop him. He saved her because he wanted to prove his worth to the team and prove that he isn’t a coward. What he did was brave and fearless. H.R. was not a coward, H.R. saved someone else’s life and even as he was dying he still chose to use his last words to show someone else how much he appreciated them. If it wasn’t for H.R. then Iris would be dead. So whilst I know we’re all sad for Iris I want to take the time to appreciate H.R. and the sacrifice he made, the character he was and the hero he became.

I love my caffeine puppy, I love his hats and his drumsticks. I love his care and compassion for others. I love his optimism and his humour. I love his caffeine addiction and how through everything he has become more than just “the other wells”. I will always love H.R for being a character type that I can relate to. H.R. deserves love and appreciation. Team Flash barely mourned him but I will. H.R Wells you will be missed, I hope you’re drinking coffee and playing the drums wherever you are.