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#≡; ꒰ ° cafe event: 200 followers . ꒱
busycloudy · 6 months
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200 Follower Event!
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"Welcome to Cloudy cafe, how may I be of service?"
DRINKS Coffee - Fluff Tea - Angst (Remember I'm still new to this) Latte - HC's FOOD Croissant - Cuddling Tarts - With someone that teases Cookies - Wearing their clothes Cupcakes - Baking with them Cheesecake - A relaxing night with them Tiramisu - Getting sick Donuts - In a flower field with them Carrot cake - Shopping with them Chocolate lava cake - Arguments Cannoli - Taking care of children Crème caramel - Apologies Muffin - They walk in to see you crying Brownie - Walking with them Cinnamon Rolls- More and more kisses(Are u kissing them repeatedly or is it the other way around?) LOLLIPOPS Rose - Riddle Rosehearts Club - Trey Clover Diamond - Cater Diamond Heart - Ace Trappola Spade - Deuce Spade Lion - Leona Kingscholar Hyena - Ruggie Bucchi Wolf - Jack Howl Octopus - Azul Ashengrotto Dorsal Fin - Jade Leech Tail Fin - Floyd Leech Headress - Kalim Al-Asim Cobra - Jamil Viper Crown - Vil Schoeinheit Huntsman - Rook Hunt Apple - Epel Felmeir Skull - Idia Shroud Soul - Ortho Shroud(Platonically!) Dragon - Malleus Draconia Bat - Lilia Vanrouge Lighting - Sebek Zigvolt Knight - Silver Cat - Chenya Fire - Grim(Platonically!) "Do choose wisely my dear..." The cafe (may) close on November 25th ----------------------------------- A/N: Thank you, stars so, so much for 200 followers! This journey has been an amazing one, and the people I've met along the way have been even better! You all mean the world to me and I hope you have a sunny day! Request Rules TAGS @silvers-numberonefan @eynnwwyjth @dove-da-birbb @angelhairpastawithherbs @red-viewe @twistwonderlanddevotee @citrusitonit @queen-shiba @duskymrel @the-banana-0verlord @krenenbaker @azulashengrottospiano @v-anrouge @haruhar-u @leonistic @xxoomiii @edith-is-apparently-a-cat@saturnslastgoodbyes @moonlitnyx @hydra-sea @xen-blank @officialdaydreamer00 @minty-bubblegum
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seabirdtxt · 10 months
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Event batch 2
Another round of requests!! thank you so much guys, I'm having a bunch of fun writing these ficlets :3c I'll be closing the request form tomorrow morning, so feel free to check out my event and send in something before the cutoff!
🩵 Check out my 200+ followers request event! 🩵
for @hanasbananas || Kaeya x Reader - Modern AU, college classmates 
for @magica-ren || Fatui!Scaramouche x puppet!reader - Descender/Isekai, reader falls to Teyvat and encounters early-Fatui Scara
for @magica-ren || Wanderer x Reader - reverse-Isekai, Reader handles Wanderer as he figures out how to navigate the modern world
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Study Date
“Kae….” You let out a drawn-out whine, reaching across the table to gently poke your boyfriend’s arm. “I’m bored.”
Kaeya chuckles under his breath and nudges your hand with his elbow. “You’d be less bored if you actually studied, silly,” he says, looking up from the papers he’s grading. “You’re the one who wanted to join me while I do my TA work, remember? Now, you have to sit tight for a bit until these are all checked.”
You grumble and fold your arms over the table, covering your textbook, and drop your head into the crook of your elbows. 
“But I don’t wanna…” 
“You have a test tomorrow, though.”
You groan at the reminder, throwing a small fit on your side of the table and shuffling your notebooks and papers around. With a world-weary sigh, you sit back up and take a survey of the warzone that your workspace became. You pick up your discarded pen, resting the side of your hand against your notebook and staring blankly at the scribbles of notes that you’d taken. None of the information wants to be absorbed, and you sigh again.
You feel a foot nudge yours under the table, and you respond with a lazy kick. 
“Ouch,” Kaeya says teasingly. He brings one hand to his chest, appearing most scandalized. “Is this the way you treat the love of your life? I see how it is.” 
“Studying sucks,” you declare. “I’m moving to the North Pole and becoming a penguin.”
“If you studied more, you would know penguins don’t live in the North Pole.” 
You kick him again, causing him to laugh at your misfortune. “That’s not even the subject, dummy.”
“Tell you what, sweetheart,” Kaeya says, cajoling. “How about you study for the last twenty minutes, so you’ll be ready for your test tomorrow, and when we’re done here we can go get boba? On me, of course.” 
Immediately, you brighten up and give him a wide smile. Endeared, he reaches over the table and pets your head affectionately.
“What are you, a puppy? Does the puppy want a treat for performing the ‘studying’ trick?” he teases, to which you make a bark noise. “Alright, alright, but you have to actually study, promise?”
“Okay!” You reply, giving your notebook a determined look. Without wasting any time, you begin to recopy your notes with added commentary and clarification.
Satisfied, Kaeya gives you a soft smirk and returns to his grading.
Time passes sluggishly, and though you were motivated at first you quickly grow bored again. Only the promise of boba keeps you going, and you chug through the last of your notes just as Kaeya straightens his pile of completed grading, getting up and stretching his arms above his head. You finish your last sentence with a flourish, looking up at your boyfriend with a grin.
“Done? Good puppy!” Kaeya laughs, patting your head again. “Come on, then, let’s go get boba. I’ll even get you a pastry with it, since you finished all your notes.”
“Yay!” You exclaim, jumping up and rushing to put your stuff away. “Come on! We’ve got to get there before there’s no more free tables!”
Kaeya follows you closely as you lead the way to the boba cafe, and quietly considers the study date a success.
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No Strings
The first time you see the puppet, you’d only just crashed into this strange new world. 
Your containment pod had crashed in the middle of the unfamiliar ocean, and it had taken you days to drift to the nearest land. There, washed up and exhausted, you hide behind jagged shore rocks and watch in fear as strangely dressed soldiers shout at each other in a foreign language, carrying the limp form of another person.
As you look closer, you can see the distinctive lines of ball-joints, and you gasp in recognition. Another puppet! 
The soldiers shout again, and two of them pry open the cliff face to reveal a hidden structure. Without further ado, the soldiers carrying the puppet bring it inside and lay it delicately in the bed of red leaves at the foot of a majestic tree. The soldiers exit just as the puppet appears to regain consciousness, and you watch in dread as the puppet rolls itself to its knees, reaching out with a cry toward the soldiers just as the twin stone doors slide shut.
You look down at your own porcelain hands, the imitation of a gulp coming from your throat. Surely, if this land treats puppets this way, then it would be wiser for you to conceal your identity for as long as possible.
With that thought in mind, you begin making plans to find some long-sleeved clothes for yourself, and maybe some gloves.
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The second time you see the puppet, it’s been a hundred years since your Descent. You’d been learning the language of this strange country, watching and hearing about the political turmoil within the major city. You stay on the small island you’ve stumbled upon, keeping mostly to yourself but occasionally venturing into the small industrial village to pick up supplies.
Tatarasuna’s forge stands tall in the center of the canyon, the villager’s houses dotted along the walls, and workers bustle through the streets and across suspended bridges as they go about their day. You watch on with a tinge of envy, wishing you were still home on the deck of the Space Station you’d been created on, enjoying the atmosphere of space travelers coming and going to distant planets and bringing home fantastic stories.
You shuffle in through the crowd, still amazed at how they can manage despite their lack of technology. You purchase a few rolls of bandages, to wrap your ball-joints, and some thick salve, which you smooth into the seams of your face to facilitate their more natural looking movement. You don’t have the supplies to perform the same maintenance you once did, after all.
When you turn around after making your purchase, you see the puppet working in the forge. He’s hammering a thin strip of metal, following the instruction of his brown-haired mentor. He looks better, more energetic, but there still seems to be an air of melancholy about him. His joints have faded to barely-noticeable lines, you notice with slight bitterness. Whatever magic he’d been made of seems to be aiding him in blending into human society. You wish you had that luck.
With your purchases in hand you turn back to the woods, not noticing how the puppet looks up and watches as you walk away.
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The third time you see the puppet, you’d been in pretty dire straits for a while. 
You had to leave Inazuma behind, as much as it pained you. You couldn’t stay in one place for too long, unless you wanted someone to realize just how long-lived you are and try to uncover your puppet identity. That’s how you find yourself in the wilderness of Mondstat, scrounging around on the outskirts of the countryside for supplies. 
That’s when you bump into him, literally. 
You’re not paying attention to where you’re going when you collide with a suspiciously hard body. You let out a soft ‘oof’ on impact, extracting yourself from the tangle of limbs and black fabric with apologies already on your lips. They all fall silent when you look up to see the face of the mysterious Inazuman puppet from five hundred years past.
“You’re the-”
“- weird traveler-”
“- sad puppet-”
“- from Tatarasuna!” The two of you blurt out at the same time.
“What?!” He reacts first, scrambling to get you off of him. He backs away with an angry expression, pointing at you accusingly. “How do you know that?!”
“I saw you!” You say, trying to explain this in a way that doesn’t make you sound insane. “Hundreds of years ago, I saw you in Tatarasuna! I used to go there to buy my wrappings!”
You quickly unwind your bandages, showing him your own chipped and stained ball-joints. You’d fallen into disrepair a while ago, not having access to the necessary materials to maintain your body. “Look, see? I’m a puppet too!”
The other puppet stares in awe and confusion, so many questions flitting across his expression. Finally, he looks up at you with a hardened gaze. He snatches his kasa hat off the ground, jamming it onto his head with a jingle of the heavy metal charms tied to it. 
“You look awful,” he says, finally, to which you take offense. 
“Excuse me!” You berate him. “That’s a rude thing to say to a complete stranger! I just haven’t been able to get maintenance, that’s all…”
He looks at you, considering, before seeming to come to a decision. “Come with me, I know somebody who can probably help you. He’s a Doctor.”
The way he says the word has a strange weight to it, but you don’t know enough to question him about it. “Really? I could really use a bit of help, honestly.” You say, tentatively extending your hand to him to shake on it. “I’m glad I ran into another puppet before I completely disintegrate.”
“Sure, glad to help,” he smiles, all teeth. “Come on, what’s your name?”
You tell him yours, a name you haven’t heard in a terribly long time, and certainly not from the mouth of another person.
“Is that so? Well, it’s nice to meet you.” The puppet tips his hat and his sharp periwinkle eyes look at you from the shadow of its brim. “My name is Scaramouche. I think you will be a great help to me in the future, my fellow puppet.”
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Houston, we have a problem
You let out a growl of frustration as you feel another candy hit the back of your head. You whip around to catch the suspect in the act. You glare at him, but Wanderer only snickers as he prepares another candy in the bowl of his spoon.
He launches the candy with his spoon-catapault, hitting your shoulder this time as you get up and stomp over to him, snatching the utensil from his hand as he protests.
“Hey! I was using that!” He tries to grab it back, but you move quickly and put it in the sink, out of his range.
You still aren’t sure why Wanderer appeared in your house so suddenly. You’d been playing Genshin quietly in your room, doing one of the SPiral Abyss floors, when your active character (coincidentally, Wanderer) clipped out of bounds and you could only watch in despair as he fell off the platform and into the surrounding void.
The shock of your life came a few seconds later when his heavy body suddenly appeared above you and crashed into you like a sack of bricks. You still have a bruise from the impact. 
“Would you quit picking on me? I’m trying to look up a way to send you back into the game!” You hiss, trying not to let it show that nothing you’ve googled so far came up with any results. It seems that sudden manifestation of fictional characters is a trait unique to you.
“Why would I want to go back to Teyvat when everything here is so much easier?” Wanderer counters, letting himself slump comfortably into the cushions of your bed. “I don’t have to fight monsters or petty criminals here, and there’s quick access to all kinds of household utilities that people in Teyvat could only dream of. Plus, it’s quiet here. No nagging Travelers or Buer telling me to do my homework.”
“But you don’t belong here!” You protest weakly, not sure how to convince him that he needs to go home. “What if something happens, and you get like… glitched out of existence or something?”
“Sounds like a bonus, to me.”
You reach over and smack the hat off of his head. “Cut it out with the self-deprecating shit for a second,” you scold. “I thought Nahida was beating that habit out of you.”
“She’s too soft to beat anything,” he shrugs and picks his hat back up, resting it against the side of your mattress. “I’m going to get tea.”
He rolls off the bed and heads into the kitchen. You return to your research with a bit of desperation, listening to him exclaim in delight at your electric kettle, boiling the water in record speed, much to his delight. The thought of him being stuck here indefinitely frustrates you, you certainly don’t want to hold him back or inconvenience his story in the game.
Mostly, you’re frustrated at how much you almost don’t want him to go back, too excited at the notion of having your favourite character all to yourself. Not that you’ll tell him that, though.
Back to the drawing board, you guess. 
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thexianzhoujade · 1 month
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revival from the dead because i noticed i’m insanely close to 200 followers and i’m hosting a poll for copium because what the fuck do yall want from me? /j
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mxdarling · 1 year
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[“You’re weak. You need me.”]
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ೃ⁀➷: summary: you tried to escape from azul's grasp, it did not end well.
ೃ⁀➷: Word count: 1030
ೃ⁀➷: Reference/Inspiration: N/A
ೃ⁀➷: Event: [200 followers event]
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[note:] If there is anything else triggering here that I didn’t list in the warnings section, please tell me. I don’t condone this type of behavior, this is merely just for entertaining purposes and some sort of coping mechanism for me. If you continue to read beyond this point, ignoring my warnings, I am not responsible for your actions from here on out.
[Warnings:] bad oneshot, lowercase, maybe occ azul, yandere behavior, establish relationship, breaking up, monopolizing time, one mention about azul's past (though it isn't really talked about), clingy behavior, stalking behavior, social isolation, stalking (the eel twins), drugging (psilocybin).
[GN reader]
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♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ :Azul Ashengrotto;
AZUL ASHENGROTTO, a well-known 2nd year student in night raven college (long before you arrived), dorm leader of octavinelle dormitory, owner of the cafe called monstro lounge, and someone who you love oh so dearly.
used to love, at least.
it wasn't until then that azul had grown a little too.. keen on keeping your time occupied with him and limited with other people. at first, you didn't think much of it; considering azul's past you thought maybe he would eventually grow out of it. if you simply show him, he can trust you. whether it be twisted wonderland or your own world, you wouldn't leave him for someone else. lately though, it's been getting more difficult to keep that promise. with how frequently azul asks questions about your day, even such specifics ones. asking what time you've eaten breakfast, how much time you've spent with your friends, who were you with in each classes. the classes you have with him feel almost suffocating. he hasn't done anything to you yet no air can breathe through your lungs, almost as if you're drowning just by his presence alone.
even when he isn't around, you can feel his gaze constantly on your back. never really there but always watching you. you couldn't sleep nor focus for weeks, all because of these unceasing feeling of being on edge caused by him. sometime later, you've found out that the eel twins have been following you around in campus, a direct order from azul you presume. it wasn't too bad, at first. you didn't think it would cause almost everyone one campus to avoid like a plague. even some of your closest friends stopped talking to you. though you weren't sure what were azul's intentions, you knew none of them are good. so in a desperate need to solve your current predicament, you decide to confront azul about the matter.
"care to repeat that again, dear? i think i misheard you the first ti-"
"i said, we're done. do i need to repeat it the third time?"
you're standing standing in the vip lounge, staring straight at him, in front of his desk with stacked piles of paper. he was looking down, viewing the contents of the papers yet listening to every word you said. you weren't entirely sure how he would react to such news, in case that happens you nervously braced for any sort of reaction he might have.
"..why is that so? you aren't one to do something without a reason, prefect."
he looked up from the papers, his cool gray eyes finally stared back at yours, you struggle to maintain eye contact with him. you haven't been able to see him eye to eye due to the circumstances. this is the first time you've seen his eyes up close in forever. you've forgotten how those were the same eyes that brought you ease and comfort, now all they bring were anxiety and paranoia. you look away in hope of getting rid of these feelings but alas it only gotten worse.
"you haven't answered my question, prefect. you should know i am not a person to have much time on my hands."
you hear him say with a stern voice, he's getting impatient. though you aren't entirely sure what to say to him. slowly looking back at him, his face remain neutral. calm, even... he was hard to read, you thought if you knew him well enough you'd be able to read him just a little bit. you struggle to give an answer under his watchful gaze, eventually you gave out a unsure answer.
"i.. i don't think this relationship.. can work anymore, azul.."
stuttering out the best response you can give at that moment, you pray that azul will finally understand your point.
"i see.. very well then, you may go."
oh phew.. at least he reacted calmly this time. you weren't sure if you could handle another emotional outburst from him, especially with how tired you are.
...wait. did he say you can go? has a miracle finally happened!? has lady luck finally grant you your wishes!? whatever the reason is, it doesn't matter nor do you care. you're finally free, no more feeling of being watched, no more feeling of being lonely, no more of having to deal with azul's emotional outburst and overbearing behavior. you're free, free from all of it. more specifically, free from him. you happily reach for the door knob, yet you're frozen in place.
what is this sudden fear you're experiencing...? why does it feel like time is slowing down..? why does everything look so distorted..? why is your heart racing..!? you start to feel your breath shortening. since when was it so hard to breathe!? you lean against a wall, clutching your chest in hopes you'll start to calm down. you didn't. you can't help but start to cry, what's happening to you? why now of all times!? what makes it worse, you're still in the same room with azul. isn't he gonna help you? since when was he standing in front of you..? you could hardly distinguish his figure but you can tell by the faint voice you hear that the person standing before you in definitely and certainly azul.
he gentle holds you in his embrace, helping you be stabilize so you do not fall onto the floor. holds your cheek in the palm of one of his hands and rest the other onto your waist. his hands are soft and tender, you've forgotten how it felt to be held by him like this. you lean into his touch, slowly losing the purpose of why you were so happy to reach the door knob.
"don't worry prefect, what you're experiencing is just some side effects. they'll go away soon."
side effects..? what does he mean by that...? you mutter a response yet it comes out as incomprehensive sounds. your brain starting to feel like mush by the second.
"do not fret, angelfish, i've taken upon myself to be held responsible for your well being. after all, you're weak. you need me. i promise, i'll take very good care of you..."
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[a/n; oh god, first one shot as of the year 2023! thank you for requesting azul ashengrotto with dialogue 22#, anon! it was a pleasure writing this! never thought i had to search up 'drugs found in mushrooms' but here we are (i blame jade for this). idk if i wrote the psilocybin effects properly, so if there's any mistakes about it i'm sorry! i didn't actually wanted to really do this event cause it revolves a lot on one shot writing and you guys know I'm not really confident in that part but I decided to give it a try to maybe get some feedback on it and get better at it for future writing ideas and requests. so let me know if i did a good job! (p.s. the ending might be rushed, so sorry for that but i really wanted to post something!)]
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positively-mine · 3 months
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˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱ Mofu's Cafe is closed! {6/15}
300 follower event [23/1 - 5/2]
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M E N U
rules of the cafe!
1. read the fandom list & rules!
2. select cake and drink (or make your own)
3. event is until Feb 5th or 15 orders taken!
eg. can I get a vanilla cake with a large cappuccino;
rough idea of your personality, things you might want me to add, context, sexuality (if you're comfortable) etc.
4. try to keep under 200-300 words pls!
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cakes (type)
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vanilla - send a list about yourself & character (1 fandom + character) and I'll write something for you
chocolate - send a list about yourself + fandom and I'll match you up with someone
chiffon - regular fic (1 fandom + specify character)
drinks (prompts)
size: medium (romantic), large (platonic)
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Matcha - I need just one date.
Hot chocolate - Choosing your own soulmate sounded a lot better than being assigned one.
Latte - Your taste in men is horrible.
Cappuccino - Beach day
Frappuccino - Cliche trope
Earl grey tea - AU
Iced tea - Do I know you?
Espresso shot - 5 more minutes
Make your own!
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additional info:
① drinks / prompts can be repeated, or you can suggest your own!
② make sure to specify your prompt or else I can't get back to you if it's in inbox 😔
③ duration of order cannot be confirmed; but will max take 3 days
④ I'm confident writing for fem / gn reader! I'm not confident with male readers but I'll still try
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reblogs and shares are appreciated!
frill header @/baexywth
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organizeworkers · 3 months
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Our Organizing Wins in 2023
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Over the past year, EWOC had its busiest year yet with some truly extraordinary organizing wins. These include EWOC’s direct support in 14 successful union recognition wins and 15 more workplaces currently in a union drive. We’ve also connected 65 workplace campaigns and represented more than 7,000 workers to outside unions.
Growth in 2023
EWOC has also supported workers in
Taking one form of collective action at 447 workplaces
Winning demands at 47 pre-union workplaces
Marching on the boss at 17 workplaces
Striking at two workplaces
EWOC accomplished these wins by mobilizing our volunteers in 2023
200 EWOC volunteer organizers supported worker organizers
67 EWOC volunteers made worker intake calls, guaranteeing that every worker who reached out to us received a call within 48 hours
75 EWOC volunteers took on the role of support organizers. These are typically organizers with decades of experience, who mentor younger organizers working on EWOC campaigns.
Our 2023 Campaigns
These are some of the incredible stories from campaigns in 2023.
Residents at Beth-Israel Deaconess hospital in Boston ran a petition campaign with support from EWOC volunteers. That campaign garnered a supermajority of signatures in less than a week, and management conceded to the overwhelming pressure. They won a $10,000-per-year housing stipend and additional benefits for the 700 residents on staff.
Twenty-six workers at a Juiceland warehouse in Austin, Texas, won a $2-per-hour pay increase after marching on their boss.
Workers at The Basement, an escape room in Los Angeles, worked with EWOC volunteers to learn the foundations of organizing. They then went on to work with Actors Equity and become the first unionized escape room in the U.S.
In New York City, workers at Hex&Co., a gaming cafe, worked with EWOC volunteers for more than a year to develop organizing skills before connecting with a union. Their successful union drive with Workers United sparked a wave of game store union organizing across New York City. Two more stores have since announced union drives.
In Princeton, New Jersey, 19 workers at Labyrinth Books, an independent bookstore, are unionizing with the Retail, Wholesale and Department Store Union (RWDSU) after working with EWOC for over a year to develop their organizing skills.
Workers at Barboncino in Brooklyn worked with EWOC volunteers one-on-one over the course of many months. They learned and applied their organizing skills to become the first unionized pizzeria in New York City. Leaders from this campaign have even become organizing volunteers with EWOC. They use their experience and skills to support other service workers interested in organizing across the city.
2023 Special Events
In addition to EWOC’s organizing support, we had a record year of training. About 480 workers participated in our foundational training program. This four-week program runs six times a year at no cost to participants. We also put on two “Train the Trainers” events, growing from 10 to 55 foundational program facilitators. This has greatly helped expand our capacity to support workers interested in our training.
In 2023, EWOC launched a fellowship program designed as a follow-up to the foundational training, specifically for workers engaged in ongoing workplace campaigns. Participants were invited to apply with their co-workers. We welcomed 49 participants split into four cohort sessions, each lasting six weeks.
EWOC also put on a number of events in 2023. We discussed many labor topics, including salting, corporate research and power mapping, the Cemex decision, and organizing in remote workplaces. Jane MacAlevey joined EWOC for training on winning a first contract, and members of UAWD and TDU came to speak about the power of strikes and contract campaigns. Adam Conover attended an EWOC volunteer call and gave us a shout-out on his show.
In 2023, EWOC released a 26-part video series entitled “Unionizing 101.” These short videos were designed to make unionizing accessible and fun. They broke down core organizing questions like leader identification, power mapping, and more! These videos have more than 6,000 views on YouTube alone.
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diludae · 2 years
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Good day to you! I have a request for your 200 followers event. The quote of choice is "How many scars did you justify, because you love the person holding the knife?" -Unknown and the drink would be Stroke of the Night. Thank you and have an awesome day!
𝓠𝓾𝓪𝓻𝓻𝓮𝓵𝓼 𝓫𝔂 𝓬𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓵𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 (𝓫𝓪𝓭 𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰)
Since I had already written a request with this quote, I decided to make an alternative ending to "Quarrels by candlelight." I really liked how it turned out and I hope you have a WONDERFUL day anon!
REMINDER: This is a continuation of a previous fic of mine, "Quarrels by candlelight." Please read up until the directed point in the story to be all caught up! :)
diluc x gn!reader // angst // anon suggestion // Diludae's 200 Follower Cafe (now closed) // Part 1 // enjoy! <3
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Diluc’s expression was blank. As deeply as he loved you, he was also extremely stubborn and firm in his beliefs. He had built his life’s goal around protecting the city and people that he loved, and if you were against that, so be it. Even if killing was extreme, to him, it was necessary.
So, he went to accomplish what he did best.
Leave.
He didn’t care where, he just knew he needed to go. He simply didn’t feel welcome in your presence. It was a tough, yet quick decision for him to make. He grabbed a bag from the hall closet and filled it with various fruits from the pantry, a canister of water, and a photo frame of the winery’s staff (including you of course). 
He realized what he was doing may have been irrational and heartless, but wasn’t everything he did? His reckless and downright emotionless actions were all that he’s known for years, how could he do anything different? Running away last time worked out perfectly fine, why wouldn’t it be the same?
However, before he left, he entered his office to scribe a note. With quiet footsteps, he reached below and slid the piece of paper under the bedroom door. He was hoping you would’ve fallen asleep, so he wouldn’t have to deal with the pain of goodbyes.
“This is necessary.” That’s all his mind was repeating as he stepped away from the bedroom. If you didn’t agree with his views on the world, what point was there to be with you? He trusted you, he thought you had loved him for all his worth. Unfortunately, it seems everyone he associates himself with has a knife hidden behind their backs.
He grabbed his claymore and pushed open the winery doors, just like he did all those years ago. He only made it a few steps before looking back at the place. He could faintly make out your sleeping figure through the curtains, stabbing a hole through his heart. You were there resting peacefully, without him.
Diluc knew that if he stayed it would only hurt even more. So he ran. He ran and ran until the winery was only a faint image amongst the trees and nature, blending into the background as he started his journey.
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Luckily Diluc was able to find a camp near the edge of Liyue to rest. His hunger was growing, thankfully making him forget about the horrible course of events he had just caused.
He lit the fire with his vision, warming him from the cold of the early morning. As he opened his bag to take out some food, he was only met with your face. The photo he had packed. The frame was highly detailed, with roses decorating it's borders. In the picture, Diluc and you stood in the center, surrounded by Elzer, Adelinde, Hillie, and Moco. Diluc stood proudly, accomplished of his work in the winery and the family he was a part of. 
He missed you. It hadn’t even been a day and he missed you dearly. But what was he supposed to do now? Return with his tail in between his legs like a lost puppy? He had to remain confident in his decision. Besides, forgiveness was out of the question for him.
For the first time in a long, long time, he cried. Diluc cried and cried on the glass of the photo, wiping the tears away from your face as you smiled back at him. He delicately put the photo back in the bag, choosing instead to eat a single apple and go to bed. As he looked up at the stars, all he could think about was you.
“I’m sorry, Y/n. But I did what had to be done.”
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You woke up to the morning sun rising through the curtains. Reaching out for your lover, he was nowhere to be seen. You panicked, before the memories of last night flooded your brain. That’s right, you locked the door like an idiot. You mentally punched yourself for doing that.
Hoping that he would be downstairs or in his office, you got out of bed to seek him out. Your heart nearly stopped as you saw a note on the floor.
Your hands shook as you unfolded the note, recognizing Diluc’s handwriting instantly. The note read:
“To my Dearest Y/n,
I have decided to leave the winery for the foreseeable future. If you are reading this, I am already gone. Please don’t bother to come searching for me, I don’t want you to get hurt.
Our conversation last night revealed to me that our opposing viewpoints make us simply incompatible. When I first considered taking you on as my lover, I made it a priority to ensure that you loved all of me, including my decisions and takes on this world. I ask that you respect my choice of moving on from this relationship, and I hope that you too are able to seek new possibilities. Don’t let my emotions set you back.
Please inform Adelinde of my departure, she knows full well how to take care of the winery while I’m gone. As for yourself, you are free to stay in the winery as a guest. While our relationship has met its end, your presence in the winery is always welcome.
Take care of yourself, Y/n. I love you.
-Diluc Ragnvindr”
So, this was the end.
He could’ve at least stayed around to say goodbye.
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"How many scars did you justify, because you love the person holding the knife?" -Unknown
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angelhair-reblogs · 6 months
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142 followers, want to do something for 200 and thinking about it but not sure so gonna ask you and see if you're even interested in it
So my theme for masterlist is train station, and you can check what it's like for yourself if you want to know how it works because i have no idea how to explain it shortly, but anyways I want to do an event that has what a cafe theme does except with makeup
so kinda weird
and what would that even be like
well, basically there's the kind of makeup, eyeliner and foundation and lipgloss etc and each is a prompt so it's kind of a joke or somehow has a relation to what the makeup product is like foundation is what do they need in a partner and lipgloss is kisses or whatever, and then there's color which is the kind of format you want so heacanons or drabble or whatever and the brands are the characters you can choose, so for example a jewel tone eyeliner for epel or whatever
I just think it would be nice and i like makeup but don't want to make anyone feel weird, it would be a gender neutral reader no matter what but i dont want anyone to feel excluded
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amberrskiies · 2 years
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theres not enough Satan love here and I'm determined to fix that ᕙ⁠(⁠⇀⁠‸⁠↼⁠‶⁠) what about some good ol' Detective Dork with D, A, and O?
Pairing : Satan x gender neutral reader
200 Followers Milestone Event
Event Masterlist
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A ctivities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?
Satan spends his free time reading various books with you which he finds interesting. Sometimes both of you will go to the human world after getting permission and spend time at a cat cafe or look through the libraries for different books. This is pretty much an ideal date idea for Satan since it's a nice way to spend his time with you
D reams - How do they picture their future with their s/o?
He wants to spend everyday he has with you. He's okay with the idea of having a family with you but he's not so sure about himself since he's afraid of not being a good father. That doesn't really stop him from giving up on the dream and hopes that he is a good husband and father to you and your child
O n Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?
When it comes to love, Satan was pretty foreign with the feeling until you came into his life. Other than wrath, he started to feel something more after you always spent time with him and saw him more than a copy and wrath but as his own person. This was enough to make him start having feelings for you. It isn't exactly obvious with others since he doesn't exactly show it. He expresses his feelings through words knowing they are pretty effective when it comes to this
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merbear25 · 26 days
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It's anon 🌻🐸 here!! Thanks for writing my matchup again 🥺🥺🫶 honestly I appreciate the efforts and time taken to write it!! It was actually fun to write my first ever matchup and I didn't know I did it differently from others fhjff
Also congrats on reaching your 200 followers milestone - for the event: can I ask for prompt 2 for Denmark?
I hope you're doing well and 2024 has been treating you well !!
Hello again lovely! I deeply appreciate your kind words and wish the same for you. I'm so happy that you enjoyed your personalized quiz! I hope you like what I've written for you 💜💜
CW: SFW, gn!reader, fluff, friends to lovers trope
Love that'd gone unnoticed
Reconnecting with long-time friends filled you with bursts of energy; you wanted to know everything about what'd been going on in their lives since the last time you spoke. Sometimes it felt as if you were meeting again for the first time, what with how much they'd changed.
While you sat waiting for Denmark to enter through the cafe door, your daydreams began exploring the possibilities of who he might've become. Once passing over that threshold, however, you were faced with that same lovable smile he'd always had.
The conversation flowed as if you'd never left each other's lives— instead having only said your goodbyes a short time ago. He was excited to tell you about everything he'd been up to and was just as animated when you shared your success and stories. That familiar sense of supportive and caring nature brought out the fond memories that'd been packed away.
Not wanting to lose any more precious time, you two were just as inseperable as before: the sense of humor and jokes you'd share were still prominent and, more importantly, things felt like they picked up right where they'd left off.
There was hardly a dull moment when you two were together. You were each other's go to when no one was interested in seeing niche movies and the best company when the days felt a tad gloomy.
How could you two have ever grown apart like you had? The reason for it seemed like a blur, a distant memory. Perhaps, you'd just become distant as many do. Whatever the reason, it didn't have any relevance to the present.
However, on one of your many nights going to a late showing of a cult classic, the air between the both of you was thick with tension. You weren't sure if you'd done something or if it was just in you imagination. He wasn't coming right out and admitting to there being an issue, although it was more than apparent—he wasn't a very good actor. Deciding not to push, you did your best to brush it off by keeping an upbeat attitude, thinking that you'd let him come to you if there was something weighing on him.
Despite your best efforts, your attempt seemed to have failed. On the drive home, the atmosphere felt like it had yet to be cleared and was now filling the inside of his car with sufficating awkwardness and uncertainty.
Pulling up to your place, a long sigh dragged out of him. He put the car in park and turned to you, "What are we even doing?"
His question brought on a flood of familiar dread. Butterflies were faintly stirring in your lower stomach as you asked what he meant exactly.
"It feels just like last time, doesn't it?" When you still weren't getting it, he continued, "I mean, we spend so much time together and everything..."
Sorting through the mess unraveling inside your mind, you hurridly tried to come to the conclusion: did you have feelings for him too?
"I just...All I know is that I adore being with you and I don't want to lose you again." Your chest heaved at the thought of him leaving your life again: no more laughing fits that left you in tears or silly outings that you'd think about while you were at work.
"I like it too. I really like it... I'm not sure if—"
Before he had the chance to finish his train of thought, panic at the possibility of saying goodbye again took over, leading you to land a clumsy kiss on his lips. It was backed by an elixir of fear and passion and was met with certainty—an understanding that you were meant to be together.
When you pulled away from him, you felt like you were seeing him for the first time. His eyes scanned your face, and when he leaned in for another kiss, you welcomed him with open arms.
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New Mystery Recommendations
Board to Death by C.J. Connor
Back in his hometown of Sugar House running his family's board game shop and cafe, Ben Rosencrantz just can't seem to get his life to pass go, much less collect $200. Once he was a happily married English professor in Seattle. Now he's a divorced caregiver, looking after his ill father and a chihuahua named Beans while still figuring out the rules of retail management. At least the town has become more LGBTQ+ friendly than when Ben was a teenager - and that flower shop owner Ezra McCaslin enjoys flirting with him.
But despite his usual clientele of gamers, Ben is barely earning enough to keep the store running and stay on top of his father's medical bills. Then a local toy and game collector named Clive offers him a winning strategy - to purchase a turn-of-the-twentieth-century edition of The Landlord's Game, the realty and taxation game that inspired Monopoly, at a tenth of the rare edition's true value. Suspicious of Clive's shady, low-priced deal, Ben turns the offer down.
Then Clive turns up dead in the dumpster behind Ben's shop and a backpack full of $100 bills appears on his doorstep. Now Ben is the #1 suspect in Clive's death, and unless he and Ezra can prove his innocence and find the real killer, he'll go to jail for murder - and no amount of double dice rolls will set him free.
This is the first volume of the "Board Game Shop" series.
Death and the Sisters by Heather Redmond
London, 1814: Mary Godwin and her stepsister Jane Clairmont, both sixteen, possess quick minds bolstered by an unconventional upbringing, and have little regard for the rules that other young ladies follow. Mary, whose mother famously advocated for women’s rights, rejects the two paths that seem open to her - that of an assistant in her father’s bookshop, or an ordinary wife. Though quieter and more reserved than the boisterous Jane, Mary’s imagination is keen, and she longs for real-world adventures.
One evening, an opportunity arrives in the form of a dinner guest, Percy Bysshe Shelley. At twenty-one, Shelley is already a renowned poet and radical. Mary finds their visitor handsome and compelling, but it is later that evening, after the party has broken up, that events take a truly intriguing turn. When Mary comes downstairs in search of a book, she finds instead a man face down on the floor - with a knife in his back.
The dead man, it seems, was a former classmate of Shelley’s, and had lately become a personal and professional rival. What was he doing in the Godwins’ home? Mary, Jane, and Shelley are all drawn to learn the truth behind the tragedy, especially as each discovery seems to hint at a tangled web that includes many in Shelley’s closest circle. But as the attraction between Mary and the married poet intensifies, it sparks a rivalry between the sisters, even as it kindles the creative fire within.
This is the first volume of the "Mary Shelley Mystery" series.
Dig Two Graves by Mickey Spillane & Max Allan Collins
Winter 1964. After a hit-and-run accident nearly kills her mother, Mike Hammer’s partner (both in life and the PI business), Velda Sterling, learns her father is not who she thought he is. Seeking to uncover her true, troubling heritage, Velda and Mike travel to Phoenix, Arizona - and sunny Dreamland Park, where retired law enforcement officers protect and corral notorious criminals held under Witness Protection.
Mike and Velda find themselves swept up in escalating violence, fueled by the missing millions from an armored-car robbery, which leads them to a deadly midnight confrontation in a cemetery - where secrets are buried and open graves await.
Harlem After Midnight by Louise Hare
Harlem, 1936: Lena Aldridge grew up in a cramped corner of London, hearing stories of the bright lights of Broadway. She always imagined that when she finally went to New York City, she’d be there with her father. But now he’s dead, and she’s newly arrived and alone, chasing a dream that has quickly dried up. When Will Goodman - the handsome musician she met on the crossing from England - offers for her to stay with his friends in Harlem, she agrees. She has nowhere else to go, and this will give her a chance to get to know Will better and see if she can find any trace of the family she might have remaining.
Will’s friends welcome her with open arms, but just as Lena discovers the stories her father once told her were missing giant pieces of information, she also starts to realize the man she’s falling too fast and too hard for has secrets of his own. And they might just place a target on her back. Especially when she is drawn to the brightest stage in town.
This is the second volume in the "Canary Club Mystery" series.
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strwbrrybxn · 2 years
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Hi, fluff prompt 2 with our underappreciated boi Yamato?
Yamato — "You smell really nice." 420 words
I love our underappreciated boi and I can't wait to explore more writing with him. I have so many ideas to execute.
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Caramel. Burnt caramel. That's all he could smell and he could not for the life of him figure out where the hell it was coming from. He walked through the village with Naruto, sniffing every few feet. Caramel. He had smelled it before, but couldn't place where.
"Oi, Captain Yamato. Why do you keep sniffing the air?" The blonde questioned, eyebrow raised.
"I can't figure out where that smell is coming from." Naruto leaned in close to the shinobi, taking a big whiff of air before looking directly at him.
"It's your vest." And surely enough, when Yamato lifted it to his nose, the smell of burnt Caramel filled his nostrils. Oh God.
"Y/N-sensei smells like that." Oh no. What a mess. Yamato had spent all day trying to figure out how to talk to you; how to tell you how pretty you looked and if you wanted to go to breakfast with him.
"What better way to ask them out now than to say 'hey, I have your vest. wanna eat breakfast with me?'" Kakashi whispered, face buried in his book.
"Senpai–"
"Yamato!" Oh no. "I think we swapped vests by accident when we were sitting at the cafe." Yamato tried to hide; tried to burrow himself into his (your) vest and avoid this embarrassing moment, but he was far too large and you've already seen him. You tapped his shoulder, and when he spun around, he was met with your smiling face and his vest wrapped around your upper body. You unzipped it, slipping it off before handing it to him. Yamato's cheeks flushed pink and he shrugged off your vest.
"I'm sorry. I must have not realized I grabbed it when I left."
"Mm, yeah, that's okay. You seemed like you were in a rush."
"Wha-? Me? In a rush?" Kakashi snickered behind the wood style user and the glare he got in return had him grabbing Naruto and scampering off. You giggled, waving to the two before looking up at him.
"Again, I apologize." You just waved him off, smiling as you slipped your vest back on. Your nose instantly flaring and sniffing at the air. Yamato smelled of nature; plum trees and flowers. You grinned, cheeks dusting a deep shade of pink.
"You smell really nice. Would you like to get some lunch with me?" Yamato's cheeks darkened and he ignored the loud laughter coming from behind one of the stalls he was sure his senpai had hidden behind.
"I'd like that, a lot."
Ally's 200 Followers Prompts Event
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sabo-has-my-heart · 2 years
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Can I have a Cafe Au with Barista Ace and Fem reader? Angst # 10 pls. Reader went to a cafe but spotted her ex (in this case, Sanji) and get really depressed. So Barista Ace went to cheer her up. Thank you ☺️
Warnings: Angst
Word Count: 1280
So I got a request for Killer in my 200 Follower Event that this reminds me of so I’d just like to reiterate, just because Ace is comforting her, this is still angst, this won’t have a happy ending. A double prompt, Angst/fluff would, but not a single angst prompt.
Sighing, you handed your card to the black-haired barista, Ace. Originally he was just your boyfriend’s best friend’s older brother, but dating Sanji had meant getting to know Luffy, which, of course, came with Ace and Sabo. You gave a small smile as you walked over to the serving counter, watching as he made your drink. Ace had always been a pretty nice guy, so befriending the barista had been pretty easy and when you learned that he worked at your favorite coffee shop, being friends with him had been even easier. A familiar voice had your head shooting up from looking down at your phone. Sure enough, much to your horror, a familiar blond chatted away as he held the door open for a familiar female. The woman he was currently dating. Why was he here? He never came here? He’d told you he really didn’t even like coming here. A tap on your shoulder drew your attention back to your barista friend, the young man holding your drink out.
“You okay?”Ace asked, looking at you worriedly, even as a customer in line ‘ahemed’ him. 
“It’s… a long story and you have customers.” you said, gesturing to said customers. Ace glanced at them before looking back at you.
“Go find a seat, I’ll be there in just a moment.�� Ace said with a smile, quickly heading into the back room. You knew that he was probably grabbing his manager or one of his coworkers who was on break, but you honestly didn’t really care as you walked to a small table in the far back corner, hidden away from the prying eyes of most of the people in the coffee shop. Just as promised, Ace was walking over to you a few minutes later, taking off his apron as he approached you.
“Alright, so what’s up?” Ace asked, sitting in the chair across from you, looking at you worriedly. You looked down at your drink for a moment, just staring at it.
“So uh, you know Sanji and I were dating, right?” you asked, glancing up as Ace nodded.
“Yeah, you’re a cute couple.” Ace said with a shrug. You let out another sigh as you took a drink of the warm liquid.
“Yeah, I suppose we were… were being the key word here. He broke up with me about 2 weeks ago.” you stated, not noticing the slightly shocked look on Ace’s face.
“Wait, he broke up with you? Why?” Ace asked incredulously.
“Look over there and you’ll find out.” you stated, pointing in the direction of the blond and his new companion, the blond wrapping his arms around her. Ace glanced over at them, eyes widening.
“Her?!… WHY?!” Ace repeated, ducking his head down when a few heads turned towards his rather loud question.
“Couldn’t tell you, all I can tell you is that my heart hurts when I look at them together.” you said, a few tears falling down your cheeks, landing on your shaking hands as you took another drink. 
“Well, uh… listen, you don’t need him. He’s a jerk.” Ace said, rubbing the back of his neck, unsure of exactly what to say.
“That doesn’t make it hurt any less.” you said with a sad laugh, trying to wipe away your tears, only for more to take their place.
“Well, I mean, maybe not, but it’s… I mean… you’ll recover, you’ve been around Luffy enough that I’ve gotten to know you a little and I’ve seen how strong you are. You’ll be okay, and eventually it won’t hurt to see him with someone, hell, I bet you’ll find someone even better!” Ace encouraged, giving you a comforting smile.
“Yeah and eventually they’ll break my heart too. Ace, this isn’t the first time something like this has happened. Not my first rodeo, it’s just the one that hurts the most often and hurts the worst.” you said, swirling your drink a little before sipping at it again, as if swirling it would make it taste better. 
“Hey, that’s not gonna happen! You’re gonna find someone worthy of dating someone as great as you and they’re never gonna break your heart! Just wait, I bet once you bounce back, there’ll be guys just lining up around the block to date you. If I’m wrong then… If I’m wrong then I’ll date you.” Ace said confidently, giving you a playful, cocky smile. 
“Oh great, so a pity date? The I’m dating you because no one else will? Yeah, that’s just great.” you hissed irritably, making Ace’s smile fall.
“No, no, no! That’s not it at all! I mean, I get how you got that from what I said, but it’s not what I meant, I swear!” Ace said frantically, waving his hands in front of his face, afraid of your reaction and how he’d phrased things.
“Then what do you mean?” you asked irritably, taking a rather large, angry swig of your drink.
“I-I just… I meant that you’re so amazing that I’m confident that you’ll have guys throwing themselves at you and that I doubt you won’t have them. I was trying to say that if you didn’t then you can stoop to dating a loser like me. No wait! That’s just as bad, I didn’t mean it like that! I meant that you’re so amazing that a guy like me wouldn’t normally have a chance with a girl like you, so I’d totally, or no, that’s-” Ace stopped rambling the moment you started laughing, a true, genuine laugh.
“I think I get it now, Ace. Sorry for getting mad, I just, everything hurts right now, ya know?” you asked, your laugh dying down, turning back into a sad sigh. Ace simply nodded, giving you another comforting smile.
“Give it time. You’ll be okay.” Ace said as you nodded.
Sure enough, it was a few months later that you walked in with a new male at your side, your old smile back on your lips as you ordered a couple of drinks. Ace watched as you kissed the man on the cheek, fists clenched at his side. In all honesty, he hadn’t actually wanted guys to line up around the block for you, hell, he’d driven a couple away with glares when they approached. Even Sanji had been partially his fault, he’d been the one to introduce the girl to his brother’s group of friends. Granted, he hadn’t actually expected Sanji to break up with you, he’d just hoped that you’d get jealous of the girl and leave him. He hadn’t wanted you to be so broken-hearted. Once again, Ace temporarily switched with a coworker before exiting into the back alley.
“Damn it!” Ace shouted, spinning around and punching the brick wall of the coffee shop. Another, then another, until his knuckles bled. He’d wanted you since the day he first met you, he’d felt horrible for causing Sanji to break your heart, but had held out hope that he’d be able to ask you out once you felt better. Perhaps this is what he deserved for what happened with Sanji. He made a mistake that broke your heart, now he was feeling the same pain. Taking a shuddering breath, Ace tried to hold back the tears. He couldn’t put you through that pain again, even if his heart could withstand seeing you like that, there was no way he could interfere with this new guy, he wasn’t friends with him, wasn’t the brother of his friend, he didn’t even know the guy. Instead, he’d have to sit back and watch you be happy with someone else, all the while suffering in silence.
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jotatetsuken · 2 years
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SHYNA SHYNA SHYNA!!! first of all omg congrats on 200 followers! you’re an amazing writer and so creative and you deserve all of them ahhh 💕 and your lil event sounds so so cute i love moodboards sm 🥰 and ily
and… yk who i’m going to choose… bc i always follow my heart HXBXJXNXJXNXH
💖💖💖OBVIOUSLY MY MAN OIKS 💖💖💖
for the song, either begin again by t swift or at my worst by pink sweats OR DOUBLE TAKE BY DHRUV (whichever you feel more of a vibe with gdbdudjd I CAN’T CHOOSE SORRY 🏃🏻‍♀️)
and for the aesthetic… i honestly don’t know omg i’m not being helpful at all 💔 BUT UHHHH maybe something that looks comfortable and even better if there’s blue in it hehe or just something that kinda looks soft and relaxed idk how to explain it ahhhh
ANYWAY CONGRATS AGAIN SHYNA LOVE YOU SENDING HUGS AND ALL THE LOVE 💕💕💕
Okay, first of all, I'm going to cry that was the sweetest message ever thank you so so much 😭 second of all the songs you gave me are so beautiful 😭 and dw, I gathered the aesthetic based on the songs mwahhh and third of all, there was never a doubt that you'd choose him hehe <33
Always in the Mood: 200 Followers Mini Event
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Tooru Oikawa held her hand in his, cautioning her, “Run,” as they were being chased by a group of fangirls that wanted to take a picture with him while he was on a date with her. After running for a good amount of time, they landed in a dark alleyway, panting as they had run out of breath. She raised an eyebrow at him in wonder, “shouldn't you be enjoying the attention?” Chuckling, Oikawa approached her, cupped her cheeks, and gave her a kiss on her forehead, sighing, “and divert my attention away from you? No chance. After so long, we finally got to be together after many years of heartbreaks with different people. I'm not going to waste any more time when it comes to showing you how I feel for you.” She smiled at him, grateful that that one Wednesday when they met at a cafe, she got to see love beginning again.
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diludae · 2 years
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Hi! Hope you're having a great day! Can I make a request for your 200 followers event?🙏🏼
"If I had a flower for every time I thought of you, I could walk in my garden forever." -Alfred Lord Tennyson & for the drink I'd like Love Poem!
Thank you in advance, I'm looking forward to see what you have in store for this!✨
𝓗𝓲𝓼 𝓼𝓮𝓬𝓻𝓮𝓽 𝓬𝓮𝓬𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓪
I hope you have an EVEN GREATER day. <333
diluc x gn!reader // mutual pining // anon suggestion // Diludae's 200 Follower Cafe // enjoy!
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Diluc thought nothing of cecilias.
His late father kept a massive garden full of them, cecilias covering almost every inch. Diluc never knew why, he just thought it was one of many hobbies his father partook in. When he sold off the family mansion in favor of living at the winery, the cecilia garden went along with it. Never once did he regret his decision.
That was until he met you.
It started off with short visits to the tavern and his winery, delivering small packages. Those short visits soon turned into lengthy ones, with each conversation lasting longer and longer. Without even knowing it, you snuck into Diluc’s heavily guarded heart. It wasn’t until it was too late that Diluc realized his desire for you.
Days without you at the tavern were mundane. He frowned when Adelinde informed him of no new packages arriving from you. He wanted to speak with you, admire you, simply be in your presence. He found a sense of comfort in you, something he hadn’t felt in years of being alone.
A knock was heard at the winery’s door.
Diluc nearly jumped out of his seat to open the door. There you were, with your basket of goods to be delivered. “Good afternoon, Master Diluc. I’ve got your packages!” “Please, Y/n, come in.”
Once you entered the winery, you soon began taking things out of your basket and setting them onto the table. “I’ve got your bread from Springvale, a new assortment of books imported from Liyue, and the best part….”
Diluc couldn’t remember ordering anything else. That was unless Adelinde or Elzer needed something delivered, but they usually inform him about said action. “Well? What is it?”
You pulled out a large bouquet of cecilias and handed them to the red-headed master. “I picked some cecilias when I was traveling in the mountains the other day. I figured you would enjoy them! I even wrapped the bow myself.”
Diluc stood quietly as he took the bouquet in his hands. Was this the reason his father planted cecilias? Not because of their face value, but the meaning behind them? 
“Um, Master Diluc? Hello? Your face is kinda red, are you okay?”
“Oh! Yes, Y/n, I’m fine. Thank you for the delivery. Do you mind staying to play a few rounds of chess while you’re here?”
“Of course!”
He carefully set the cecilias in a vase as you went to fetch the chess board. 
For the days to come, large orders of cecilia seeds would be directly shipped to the Dawn Winery. Diluc instructed his informants that you mustn't know about his new venture in gardening. 
He had undoubtedly fallen in love with you, he just wasn’t quite ready to show it.
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“If I had a flower for every time I thought of you, I could walk in my garden forever.” -Alfred Lord Tennyson
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