complicated order

Every year the Russian Team does a bar crawl. It’s a tradition now. They all have T-shirts that have Yakov’s face on the front (Above the word Фелстман bolded and underlined) and, on the back, a skater’s name in large bolded font below an alphabetized list of every skater Yakov’s ever had in much smaller text. They get new T-shirts every time someone new is added to the roster, so usually every year or two.

They change the T-shirts to include Yuuri, and also to change Viktor’s name to his married name. Yuuri has no idea that this is even a thing until he walks into the rink one morning to see Yuri skating around with a pile of bright purple T-shirts in his arms.

“Yo, Katsudon,” Yuri mutters when he gets to him, flipping through shirts distractedly. He’s almost a normal person this early in the morning, before the vitriol has settled into his bones for the day. “So your stupid husband didn’t tell us what size you are, but you wear his clothes all the time anyway and since you have the same last name it was just less complicated to order two of the same size. Here.” He drops them so quickly that Yuuri almost overbalances to catch them. He’s halfway across the rink by the time Yuuri straightens back up, making his way towards one of the Juniors who Yuuri thinks might be named Katya. 

“Ooh, the shirts came in,” Viktor says happily when he catches up. He takes one and holds it up to the light. The picture of Yakov on the front is…not exactly flattering. “Wow! They look even better than last year! Purple is a much better color than green.”

“What am I looking at?” Yuuri demands, staring dumbfounded at his own T-shirt.

“Yakov, of course,” Viktor says happily. He flips the shirt around. Yuuri startles at the giant, bold Кацуки-Никифоров on the back. Viktor scans the smaller text (Which is, weirdly enough, in the shape of a skating boot) and says, “Ah, here you are.” Yuuri leans over.

“Yeah, that’s…definitely my name,” Yuuri says, brows furrowing. Юрий Кацуки-Никифоров. It is, of course, right next to Виктор Кацуки-Никифоров. He’s familiar enough with the other skaters’ names to realize that the small text is Yakov’s roster. “Um, why though?” 

“I’m not sure!” Viktor says happily. “I came here after it started! I’ll go put these in our lockers. Start warming up please, Kitten!”

Viktor skates away. Yakov’s face seems to wink at him, over and over again, from where Viktor is clutching the shirts by his hip.

“After WHAT started?” Yuuri demands to the room at large. Nobody answers him.

Viktor eventually does explain what they are for, the afternoon before the bar crawl itself. He also shows Yuuri the dozen past bar crawl shirts he owns. The passage of time is indicated by the growing shirt sizes and Yakov’s hairline. Yakov had almost a full head of hair when Viktor first joined the roster.

“Does Yakov know about this?” Yuuri mutters, staring at the shirts in awe. 

“Oh, I’m sure he does,” Viktor says. “Lilia makes the shirt orders for us. It’s the only reason she’s not on the shirt too, honestly.”

Every single day, Yuuri is more and more amazed that Yakov Feltsman has not taken to the Siberian wilderness to live in seclusion and blessed silence. 

The Framers [of the Constitution] were cynical about the future of democracy. They studied failed democracies like Greece and Rome. They read Demosthenes. They designed a Constitution on the assumption that democracy might well deteriorate into demagoguery, and they created these complicated systems in order to filter the will of the people from being directly expressed. So all of these new media technologies – the idea of presidents tweeting directly to the people would’ve appalled [James] Madison, who thought direct communication between representatives and the people was the main potential source of tyranny, to be avoided. All of these filtering mechanisms are being undermined by technology, by reforms over the years, by the growing populist forces that are sweeping the world, and maintaining these Madisonian values in the face of these populist forces is something that liberals and conservatives increasingly should converge around.
—  Jeffrey Rosen, President of the National Constitution Center, with Terry Gross

cliche or not, coffeeshop au where anx is the dead inside barista and roman is that one guy that comes in almost every morning with the most complicated ass order and every time he orders anx is one step closer to actually killing a man

bonus: to be extra petty, anx misspells roman’s name as ramen every. single. time

NDRV3 MALL AU

@akikido and i came up with this and tbh… it’s worth the read

Kaede Akamatsu

  • she works at cinnabon “since she is a cinnamon bun”
  • has total control over the speaker system, although her coworkers often tell her to “play songs from this century for a change”
  • it’s okay though, there’s enough piano music from this century that she can work with!

Shuuichi Saihara

  • works at starbucks
  • although he’s kinda shy while taking orders, he likes the environment
  • it’s right next to cinnabon, so he and kaede spend their breaks together
  • and wave when they see each other
  • they also eat together & take turns bringing food

Amami Rantarou

  • works at spencer’s
  • he loves it bc he thinks everything is ugly
  • “it has significantly more WeedTM related merch than hot topic”
  • his break starts when kaede and saihara’s end, so they leave him little treats
  • sometimes he’ll visit their stores and try and make the most complicated order possible

Kokichi Ouma

  • works at the mall’s arcade
  • randomly puts “out of order” signs on the games
  • even though they’re not broken
  • he’ll innocently offer to play games with people and then utterly destroy them

Himiko Yumeno

  • works at the pet store
  • says that she can talk to the animals
  • “yeah… he thinks fluffy is a great name. he told me so.”

Tenko Chabashira

  • part of mall security
  • no one can get away with stealing in front of her
  • no one
  • she begs to be stationed by the pet store so she can see himiko working

Kaito Momota

  • works at a toy shop
  • is always reccommending the space toys, no matter what
  • kids like him. parents think he’s a delinquent because of his hair.

Kiibo

  • works at apple
  • has no idea what he’s doing

Korekiyo Shinguuji

  • works at hot topic
  • intimidates everyone
  • is known by the nickname “gerard way”

Ryouma Hoshi

  • works at dick’s
  • was once seriously asked if he was a gremlin
  • can reccomment the best gear for tennis, but no other sport.

Maki Harukawa

  • works at the children’s daycare
  • hates it
  • at least it’s not a difficult job, though

Kirumi Toujou

  • she’s a janitor, of course
  • she also works at the only sit-down restaurant in the mall as a chef
  • always at the mall. 

Angie Yonaga

  • works at the art store
  • when children come in she offers to paint their faces
  • even though that’s not part of her job
  • at all

Miu Iruma

  • she helps out with the mall shows
  • also repairs games in the arcade
  • so she constantly gets on ouma’s case about screwing around with the machines
  • they hate each other

Tsumugi Shirogane

  • works at rue 21
  • gushes about how good the outfits look on the customers
  • her pureness sells

Gonta Gokuhara

  • works at build-a-bear
  • is the purest worker
  • claps when every bear is made
  • is beloved by the children
Coffee’s For Cuties

Summary: Coffee shop AU. It’s your first day on the job and your very demanding boss sends you to pick up coffee. With a ridiculously complicated order, you’re sure to annoy the barista, but what if he’s more understanding than you expect? 

Word Count: 1,168

Warnings: none? 

A/N: Please forgive me if this isn’t up to my usual standards. I’ve been really sick for the past few weeks and we’re still trying to figure out exactly what’s wrong with me. I currently can’t keep any food down so I’m having trouble focusing because my energy levels are pretty low, but I really wanted to do something productive, so this happened. Anyway, here’s some cute, fluffy Bucky to (hopefully) brighten your day. 


Originally posted by calif0rnia-lovers


You trudged through the New York streets, yawning as you desperately tried to wake yourself up. Today was your first day at a new job, and you hadn’t been able to sleep the night before. Your mind was buzzing in a mixture of anxiety, excitement, and anticipation, the combination of which had caused sleep to evade you. This was your dream job, and you still weren’t quite sure how you had managed to get it, but you weren’t going to question it. You just hoped that you could make it through your first day without any major problems. 

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jugheadjons  asked:

sterek + #6 or 15 for the prompts please??

“I’d kill for a coffee … literally.”

Stiles slumped into the seat, throwing his head back and groaned, “I’d kill for a coffee … literally.”

Around him, the coffee shop was bustling with life. From baristas racing to finish orders and take new ones to customers chatting. The decorations from Christmas were still up even four days after, giving Stiles the biggest ache for a day off.

From where he was rapidly typing away across from Stiles, Derek muttered, “He does this every day.”

Stiles straightened himself immediately and jerked his head to the side, narrowing his eyes at Derek, “What’s that supposed to mean? Huh?”

“I’m just saying,” he clarified, glancing up and shrugging his shoulders quickly, “you do tend to say the same thing every single time you finish your shift, muttering about someone’s unnecessarily complicated order or yelling at the cashier.”

Stiles huffed, “It’s the torture of being a barista, I swear. Der, customer service is a terrible job prospect. You should be grateful that you never have to deal with it.”

“Trust me, I am.”

Stiles leaned forward with his hands on the table, “So, whatcha workin’ on there? Is it your new novel? Can I read some? Did you finally end up writing a chapter? Did you finally name a character after me? If I find out that Scott gets a character named after him and I don’t, I’m going to cry.”

Derek stopped typing and stared at him, a smile itching to form at the corners of his mouth. He looked slightly amused, maybe even—dare he say it—fond. “Scott gets a character because he’s my cousin. You are Scott’s friend.”

“Is that all I am?” Stiles tried to make sure his voice stayed light and airy, but he wasn’t sure if he succeeded. Sure, he was related to his best friend—nay, his bro—but that didn’t mean that Derek didn’t mean something to Stiles. In fact, though he may deny this to anyone who ever asked, Stiles had been harbouring a massive crush on Derek since the day that he walked in, hair windblown, head-to-toe clad in leather with his glasses on. And it got worse when all Stiles could feel was heat pooling into his stomach when he saw that Derek wore henleys and sweaters under all that leather.

“No, you’re also a pain in my ass,” Derek replied, his fingers already speeding away on the keyboard.

“Hilarious, Derek, didn’t know you could make jokes.” Stiles looked away towards a couple on a date on the other side of the store.

“Of course, didn’t you know that I was planning on being a comedian? Writing is just something I do for fun.”

Stiles turned to face Derek again, arching a single brow.

“Stiles, you’re one of my closest friends, alright? I don’t just make jokes or socialize with just anyone. I’ve stayed up watching you throw up both into a toilet and onto me. I’ve seen you inhale cake. You’re a pain in the ass, but you’re one of my pains in the ass. And besides, I never said you weren’t in the novel; it’s not my fault that you jump to conclusions way too often,” Derek smirked.

Stiles couldn’t help but grin widely, a small blush beginning to crawl up onto his face. Derek called him one of his closest friends. “Ooh, getting all sappy there, aren’t we, Mr. Hale?”

Derek glared. Stiles would’ve been terrified if he didn’t know how much of a softie Derek truly was. “Don’t make me write you sonnets.”

“Can you?!” Imagine that, Derek Hale writing Stiles Stilinski sonnets and poetically performing them outside of his window.

“No. For that you have to date me.”

Derek was flirting. With him. Derek was flirting with him—in his own weird way, of course. “Fine, pick me up at six tonight, Hale. With a sonnet.” Stiles winked.

Derek smiled back at him, soft and warm. Stiles hoped, quite desperately may he add, that his heart would slow the fuck down and let him just melt into a puddle.

“It’s a date.”

K is for Kneel (Simon Smut)

Summary: Simon catches you playing dress up. 

Characters: Simon x Female

Word Count: 1,768

Warnings: NSFW, Smut, and Swearing

Author’s Note: I signed up for Simon’s Thirst Squad’s ABC challenge. I wanted to write something funny because Simon always makes me laugh. It’s a little short, but I tried. Hopefully you guys enjoy. 

Originally posted by stevenblogg

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anonymous asked:

So... if blue mode makes the soul affected by gravity, and if purple and green restrict soul movement.. Doesn't that mean that any human with a red soul could potentially fly? Also, how does combat work in this blog? If I chuck at knife at frisk's BODY, and not their SOUL, would they take damage or no?

I like to think of the bullet-board combat mechanics in the game as an abstract representation of how combat actually works. The reality of those fights was often grittier and more complicated. Turn order wasn’t a thing for example. Hence why I depicted Sans trapping Chara!Frisk in a bone cage during the genocide run. That way what happened was that after Sans fell asleep, They pushed the cage until they were close enough to swipe at him.
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anonymous asked:

hc for the guys going to the mall??

YES YES I CAN


- Darry is not having it
- Soda and Steve are honestly running around and being little shits the first 20 to 30 minutes they are there
- the they go into store and Soda just HAS to model ALL the clothes
- Ponyboy goes to hot topic
- Ponyboy lives in hot topic
- Johnny kinda just follows him but ends up getting sidetracked when walking by hot dog on a stick
- JOHNNY LOVES THE CHEESE ON A STICK FIGHT ME ON THIS
- Pony goes to like coffee bean and orders a complicated drink
- Darry makes him get decaf
- Two is just making friends with everybody
- hangs out with the little kids at the kid playing area
- he eats like ten pretzels
- the girls at the mall are all literally following Soda and Steve EVERYWHERE
- one even made it into the men’s bathroom
- Pony sees Cherry
- she still doesn’t wave
- Darry finally gives up and is like oh whale and goes looking around the ‘dad’ stores like Brookstone and things like that (brookstone is the shit)
- Darry gets like hundreds of magnets
- He really likes magnets
- Dallas is kinda just hangin with Pony and Johnny until he sees someone he had some beef with
- then he is dangling that person over the escalator rail
- Dallas lowkey like hot topic but don’t tell anyone
- he also tried to flirt with girls
- ends up with ice cream on his head
- finally while Johnny was getting his cheese on a stick Dallas was talkin to a worker there and she was actually giving him a chance
- up until he said ‘Hey I saw this really nice set of lingerie over in that store how bout you get in there and model it for me?’
- he got cheese on his head too
- Steve and Soda shop at Abercrombie and they look like the models on the walls
- Pony walks around the hallmark store and laughing and crying at all the cards
- the elder birthday ones really get to him
- DALLAS LOVES THE PIZZA PRETZEL SO MUCH
- AND HE GETS CHEESE DIPPING SAUCE TO GO WITH IT
- Darry finally comes across them again and he is like oh shit
- make no eye contact
- then Soda yells
- 'DARE BEAR’
- ’…god damnit’
- Soda is wearing a flower crown that matches Steves
- Dallas is covered in food
- Pony is now #EMOtional
- Two but has a visor on and a Hawaiian shirt
- TBH Johnny is just enjoying his third cheese on a stick
- Darry would be mortified
- 'I ONLY KNOW THE KID WITH THE CHEESE ON THE STICK. THE REST OF YOU ARE COMPLETE STRANGERS.’

my friends and family: we love you so much no matter how you’re functioning. we support you unconditionally and are always willing and able to be there for you if you need us.

me: i love you and i honestly appreciate that but im still gross and mentally ill no matter how hard you’re ‘there for me’ and nothing helps.

food place employee: *remembers my complicated order*

me: depression? cured. anxiety? don’t know her. i’m a perfectly functioning adult human. i’ll grab a starbucks iced coffee and sip it daintily while i run several errands and then complete my home chores before taking a bath and washing my face, followed by getting to sleep at a reasonable hour. i have a job and pay my bills, then i eat this food, which is only possible because you know my order by heart. thank you, you absolute angel. you god among men.

Tell It To The Barista

In which Riskua starts working at a coffee shop

A little ficlet for @tsume-yuki​ for her fic Tell it to the Marines. Because the coffee shop AU didn’t yet exist and I love TITTM so much.

A peaceful little job, Mama had suggested after they moved to this town from Melring. Riskua needs to get out more, apparently.

Riskua is fairly certain that this hadn’t been what she meant. Actually, knowing her mother, it might have been exactly what she was talking about.

Whoever thought coffee shops were peaceful needed a reality check. It’s Riskua’s second day. The store manager just quit and walked off, and with her three of the employees. Which leaves just her and Law, a guy who’s working here surprisingly not to pay for his classes - he’s some sort of genius and has a full scholarship, also his father is apparently kind of over the top when it comes to giving him money - but because he genuinely loves coffee. And another reason, but Riskua doesn’t yet know what it is.

It’s the morning. This is the only coffee shop near the university campus. And there’s only Riskua and Law manning the shop.

Law gives her a look akin to one a general might give his troops just before heading into battle.  “At least we’ll be prepared for the zombie apocalypse, Ris-ya,” he says.

She gives him a lopsided grin and twirls her pen before clutching it like a dagger. “My father always says to beat them off with a stick. It never made sense until now.”

Law gives her a mildly exasperated look, and then there’s no time to speak anymore. The masses have arrived. It is time for battle.

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AU: Uni Shawn - Thoughtful

a/n: This imagine similar is to Playful because it has 4 different scenes regarding thoughtfulness in a relationship. Thank you to everyone who sent ideas in for this imagine. I was only able to use one since I already had the other three ideas written, but I really appreciate your suggestions and I may use them in the future, so thank you! 

Your name: submit What is this?

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On Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, you start your job at the front desk of the library at seven in the morning, which is a bit too early for your liking. This morning in particular is a rough morning for you. You were up until nearly three in the morning trying to finish a paper so having to be awake at 6:30 wasn’t at all enjoyable.

The library is nearly empty this early in the morning, which makes it even harder for you to be able to keep your eyes open. You’re doing some work on the library computer, and out of the corner of your eye, you notice someone enter the building. You don’t even look up from your computer, too tired to bother shifting your attention away from the screen in front of you. Only when the figure stops at the desk do you bother to look up.

You’re thoroughly surprised to see your boyfriend standing there. His hair is messy, like he didn’t bother to fix it before he left his dorm. Just the sight of him half asleep, but standing there in front of you brings a smile to your own tired face. “Morning y/n,” He says, when you don’t say anything right away. Despite the tiredness in his eyes and the fact that he isn’t used to waking up so early in the morning, he still is smiling brightly at you.

“Good morning baby, what are you doing?” You whisper to him leaning over the desk.

“I brought you coffee.” He responds, holding out the venti starbucks cup that you were too distracted to notice until just now. 

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I work in a small local pizza store. There’s usually three people up front to answer calls and be cheerful to the customers, but the rest of us are behind a partial wall cooking food in giant ovens or grills or deep fryers.
Over the summers, when it’s 90 degrees without the ovens and we have no A/C, we also have a deal that if you pick up your orders on Wednesday you get two free toppings. So of course we get a million complicated orders on Wednesday and have to get everything done as fast as if they were fewer and less complicated.
One Wednesday a family comes to pick up their order and the mother decides to walk behind the wall and watch us hurrying around and trying to work as fast as possible. She then goes online and leaves a 2 star review saying “The food was good but not all the employees looked happy, only the people up front were smiling.” So of course the next day the owner comes in furious and says that no matter where you are on your shift you have to be smiling at all times, and he would be having the store manager check the footage to make sure everyone did it.
So now even when we’re getting grease burns and sprinting around a boiling kitchen we all have to be forcefully grinning the whole time because of this woman.

anonymous asked:

Who would have the more complicated Starbucks order, Cal or Mare?

Mare. Coffee is still a luxury to her so she would go all out. 

do you know what works best for me when i have an art block? connecting with my feelings. listening to myself. actually listening to myself, to whatever i have to say. feeling my pain, feeling my love. just feeling. owning each one of those emotions. and then creating something out of them. letting it all out. turning them into art, into something physical. to make them last forever. that’s probably why art is complicated, because in order to say something to other people you have to talk to yourself first.

Artemis Fowl drink coffee hcs

Holly: doesn’t drink coffee; powered by fury
Butler: the most generic coffee in Existence
Juliet: drinks too much too fast and astral projects to fight her shadow self in the nth dimension
Artemis: says he drinks it black but he has the longest, most complicated order and it’s embarrassing to be in line with him
Foaly: no longer allowed to drink it at work; tea instead
Mulch: just fuckin eats the coffee beans

Five Times Chloe Sabotaged Marinette’s Dates and One Time She Didn’t

So, @simplyagreste mentioned me in this post-breakup prompts list, and I fell in love with a couple. In particular, the prompt “are you?? sabotaging?? my dates?!?!?” seemed perfect for Chlonette, so have this masterpiece that was definitely not supposed to turn out to be 100 words shy of 4k.


Marinette knew she should have tried to steer the conversation in a different direction. As soon as the topic of past relationships came up, she should have done something: talk about the weather, pretend she received a call, even dump her drink on her lap just to get out of the inevitable question.

“So, what about you? How was your last relationship?”

“It was…” Marinette searched for a word as her date began to look increasingly concerned. “Well, let’s just say it was an experience I’m glad is behind me.”

“Funny, you seemed to enjoy it at the time.”

Marinette turned to look in the direction of that irritatingly familiar voice. She should have known even thinking of Chloe would catch her attention and draw her in like a beacon tailor-made for blonde narcissists.

Chloe smirked from the table behind her. “Hey, lovebug.”

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you-are-not-done-fighting  asked:

My least favorite is when before they've even ordered their super complicated order, they say "the chef will do it" YOU DON'T KNOW THAT FOR SURE. It might be a different chef like wtf. Someone ordered 10 minutes before the kitchen closed tonight and said "Johnny will let me" um no mam...

Imagine Your OCs

COFFEE SHOP AU

-Which character is the barista and which one buys the coffee

-OTP BONUS- one of them writes cheesy pickup lines on the other’s cup every time they come

-short, grump OC orders black coffee and spends the whole time sipping it and making weird faces because they are trying to look cool and tough but really it’s too bitter for them.

-which OC sits in the corner on their laptop all day trying to look busy but really they’re playing a stupid game and looking over their laptop whenever an attractive stranger comes in

-which OC orders hot, holiday themed coffee in the summer

-which character purposely spells people’s names wrong on cups to watch them get mad

-which character has the secret menu memorized

-OTP BONUS-  Person A is the barista and never remembers any of their costumers but has Person B’s order memorized and has it ready as soon as they start to walk in

-which character walks in and asks for “their usual” even though they’ve never been in the shop before

-which character has the longest and most complicated order

-which character always tips a lot and gets really upset and apologizes if they are short on cash

- which one is everyone concerned for because of the incredible amount of caffeine they intake   

-which one is the experienced barista that has a system for everything and teaches the new recruits

-which one is the clueless new employee that is overwhelmed by all the customers and their complicated orders

-OTP BONUS- Both are baristas who don’t particularly like each other. They are cleaning up when they accidentally get locked up in the supply closet, and then they must survive the night on old coffee beans, chocolate, and flavored syrup. Several heart-to-heart talks later, one of them falls asleep on the other, and the next day the manager comes in to find them like this.

-OTP BONUS- Person A never drinks coffee, but shows up to the shop every day just to see person B

-which character invents creative ways to get more tips, like making a cup look like a monster that feeds on change, or having the customers put money in one of two cups as a vote

-which character is super flirty with every attractive customer, and writes pick up lines on every cup, so much so that the manager has to speak with the character 

-which character is the manger

-which character purposely switches the decaf and caffeinated in every order to watch people crash and burn  

-how does each character like their coffee

- two characters (OTP or friends) get into an argument over who is the better barista, so they start a competition to settle the argument.  They end up being super over-friendly and giving so many discounts in order to get more customers that they get fired 

- which character insists on doing every order involving an allergy, because they hate seeing other baristas ignore customers that need them to clean equipment or have special ingredients in their coffee

 -which character knows everyone’s names, stories, and favorite drinks, and befriends anyone who enters the shop, because they want to make sure nobody is ever lonely or doesn’t have someone to talk to when they are sad

-how does each character respond to a customer demanding that they must “speak to the manager”

-OTP BONUS- Person A visits coffee shop every day for years, and orders the same coffee everyday. Person B insists on doing Person A’s coffee every time, and loves watching them over the counter. Person B has a big crush on Person A, but is really shy and can never seem to get the courage to talk to them. One day, Person A doesn’t show up. Person B becomes so distressed that they leave work early. Eventually, Person B find Person A’s car on the side of the road, crashed into a tree. Person B is the only one to visit person A in the hospital. The nurse explains that if person B hadn’t found Person A, Person A would have died. When Person A wakes up, Person B stays with them and comforts them. After finally getting to know Person A, Person B finally gets the courage to ask them out.