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heartfullofleeches · 9 months

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Cat hybrid reader trying to feed on cow yandere in public?

[This is the brattiest reader I've ever written. (Mentions of lactation)]

"Thirsty...."

You despised the city. Nosy, overcrowded, and most bothersome of all - prevented you from obtaining what you loved most. Your caretaker had to run into town to picking something up from a supplier and brought you with them on the count of you being their emotional support. You were nestled together at their side on an outside bench at a coffee as you waited - position increasing your suffering tenfold.

At the angle you laid your face was perfectly cushioned by their fatty chest. Your cheeks rubs against the pads tapped over their leaking tits as you stir - wallowing in your misery. With how scarcely your lips left their skin, the cow had fundamentally became a milk factory. Beneficial on your end as well as theirs in most scenes, but this was not one of those times.

Your caretaker gently nudges you to the crook of their arm as they go to take the tray from the approaching barista - the rich scent of their cream assaulting your senses as rub at your ears - simultaneously pressing you further against their pillowy flesh.

"I know, it's my fault for taking you out in this weather. I'm so sorry, sugar - sit up so you can drink."

You scoot up as they offer you a cup, taking the drink and relishing the condensation dripping down its container. You assumed that comfort would spread once you finally took a sip, but the experience was quite the opposite. You tasted hints of milk, but sugar and cold coffee were unfortunately the dominating flavors of the beverage. The milk lacked the natural sweetness and creamy texture of their milk. Disappointed, you push the offending drink out of range - bleching as the taste lingers.

Your caretaker strokes your back as you sputter. "You didn't like it? Forgive me, Sweetheart, it's a latte so I thought you might... Is there anything else you want?"

Pouring the latte into a decorative plant, you slump back down on their chest, fangs teasing their nipple as you sob. "Milk...."

Your caretaker shutters. Their fragile heart, and heavy tits ache as your soft cries. Small dots seep through their shirt as the adhesive of their bandages loses grip due to all the fluid their producing which you lap at quizzically. "I can see if they'll bring you some to hold you off until we get home..."

Hunger flickers in your eyes - coarse tongue circling their puffy nipple as you reiterate. "milk."

They suck air through tight lips - digging at your shirt as you purr at the familiar taste. "Alright... We'll go to the bathroom and you can have a drink. That sound good with you?"

Too far... At the misguided go ahead, you yank their shirt over their chest - ripping off the bandages as you lower your lips to their milky tits. Their shirt falls over your face as you use both hands to massage their flesh, pumping more milk into your greedy mouth as you suckle. Your fangs scrap their nipple as the overflow becomes too much for you to swallow and you choke attempting to force it all down. The cow swats at your hands with no real force behind the blow, wiping at your chin as they take control from you.

"What have I told you about doing that... You're gonna make yourself sick.." They whisper- muttering softly as they craddle the back of your head as you slow to the tune of their gently rocking. "That's it... Just like that... What am I going to do with a trouble starter like you."

Love you like no other is what they'll do. So clingu, but that neediness was just what they adored. They weren't sure what they'd do, if they came home to an empty house and their arms free of claw marks given as you begged on your knees for more milk. Enabling you was a small sacrifice to pay for having you in their arms no matter how spoiled you might turn out to be.

Your caretaker pulls their jacket over you as more eyes wander towards your table, shielding you between their plush body and the couch cushions as someone approaches. You had started to drift off from all the milk you had consumed, and the warm summer sun beating down on you - at peace at last.

"Um... hello, I assume you're the one who purchased the catnip?"

"Yea... wanted to get my sweetheart something to relax them since longer trips make them antsy - but I think I'll be canceling that order."

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samwisethewitch · 21 days

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Bewitching Your Coffee

I am 100% a coffee drinker. I love drinking it black, I love it in lattes and cappucini (yes, that's the actual plural of cappucino), and I especially love the experience of sharing coffee with another person. And, like everything that comes out of my kitchen, I like finding ways to make coffee more magical.

But even though coffee is a daily essential for a lot of us and has a long history in folk magic, people don't talk about it nearly as much as tea magic. I did some digging, and this post contains my research into the magic and lore of coffee and the things we like to add to coffee. I hope my fellow kitchen witches find this helpful!

Correspondences of Coffee and Common Coffee Add-ons

Coffee: Used for grounding and to anchor a spell in the physical world. Useful in spells for mental clarity and enhancing psychic senses. Used in several types of American folk magic as an offering for spirits. Author Starr Casas uses coffee for powerful cleansing and blockbusting in her Southern folk magic practice. Because of its association with energy and movement, coffee can be used to add strength to spells. I personally associate coffee with the Earth and Air elements and with the planet Uranus.

Milk has different correspondences based on whether you are using cow's milk or a plant-based milk.

Cow's Milk: Associated with nurturing, love, and abundance. In pagan Ireland, offering someone milk was an effective blessing. Milk and cream are said to be favorite offerings of fairies. I associate cow's milk with the Water element and the Moon.

Soy Milk: Soy may have been a sacred food crop in ancient China and is associated with blessings. During the Japanese festival Setsubun, soy beans are used to repel bad spirits and draw good fortune in a practice called mamemaki -- soy products can be used in spells for protection or good fortune. Use soy milk or other soy products in spells for success, good luck, and prosperity. I personally associate soy milk with the Earth element and with the planet Jupiter.

Almond Milk: Associated with prosperity, wealth, and success in business, as well as with increasing wisdom. Almond milk and other almond products are associated with the Air element and the planet Mercury.

Coconut Milk: Associated with purification, healing, and protection. In African American magic traditions, coconut can be used for peaceful home work and protection work, as well as ancestor offerings. Coconut is associated with the Water element and the moon.

Oatmilk: Associated with prosperity and money magic. Oats are associated with the Earth element and the planet Venus.

Sweeteners attract sweetness and good fortune. Different sweeteners have their own associations.

Sugar: Associated with love and lust. In Southern folk magic, sugar is sometimes used in money work. Sugar is associated with the Water element and the planet Venus.

Brown Sugar: Has the same associations as regular sugar, but works more slowly because it contains molasses.

Honey: Associated with home, family, love, and blessings. In Southern folk magic, honey is sometimes used in domination or control work, especially honeycomb. I personally associate honey with the Water element and with the planet Venus.

Maple Syrup: Associated with love, money, and long life. I personally associate maple with new life and transformation based on Robin Wall Kimmerer's writings about them in Braiding Sweetgrass. Associated with the Air element and the planet Jupiter.

Artificial Sweeteners (Splenda, xylitol, and other man-made sweeteners): There's very little written about the magical uses of these sweeteners, but I personally associate them with creativity, innovation, and new discoveries. I associate these sweeteners with the Air element and the planets Mercury and Uranus.

Caramel* is actually made from sugar, which is cooked over low heat until it caramelizes, or turns brown. Caramel has the same magical associations as sugar, but with a stronger connection to Fire energy and to transformation.

*Note: In the US, "caramel" is often made with corn syrup. For example, the caramel drizzle at Starbucks is basically 100% corn syrup, or at least was when I worked there a few years back. This isn't to say you can't work magically with corn syrup-based caramel, but the energy will be different. I don't have experience here because I have a corn allergy, so I'd love to hear if anyone has experience working with corn syrup in witchcraft!

Chocolate** is originally from Latin America and was an important ceremonial drink in Mayan culture. In Mexica (Aztec) culture, chocolate was used as currency and was said to be a gift from the gods. It was associated with the devil and with witchcraft when it was first brought to Spain by colonizers. Later, during the Renaissance, it was seen as a miracle cure for all kinds of medical conditions. Based on its history, chocolate can be used in magic for love, sex, energy, spirituality, magical abilities, and healing. I personally associate chocolate with the Fire element and with the Sun.

**Note: Scott Cunningham includes a note on "chocolate" in his book on magical herbs, but this is actually carob, Jacaranda procera. The cacao tree, which produces chocolate, is Theobroma cacao.

Cinnamon is associated with success, healing, adding power to spells, spirituality, wealth, and protection. Cinnamon is important in Christian folk magic because of its use in the Bible. In Southern folk magic, cinnamon is used for money, luck, and lust and is said to work very fast. It can also be used for blessings and protection spells. It is associated with the Fire element and the Sun.

Clove is probably most famous for its use in spells to stop gossip, but it is also used to drive away harmful spirits and to attract wealth. It is also sometimes used in love and sex magic and for successful business work. It is connected to the Fire element and the planet Jupiter.

Ginger adds power to spells and situations. It is used in spells for love, money, success, and healing, but it can be included in any spell to add power or make results happen faster. Ginger is associated with Fire and with the planet Mars.

Hazelnuts have long been used in Western European folk charms for luck and good fortune. It is said that eating hazelnuts makes you wise and can increase fertility. Hazel is also associated with protection and with granting wishes. It is connected to the Air element and the Sun.

Lavender is used in love spells, especially spells to attract a masculine partner. It also has a strong association with peacefulness and with calming emotions. It is sometimes used for protection and is said to both attract and banish spirits, depending on the source. Lavender has a long historic connection to the queer community. It is associated with Air and the planet Mercury.

Nutmeg is most famous as a good luck charm, but it is also used for healing, money, and success. In Southern folk magic, it is used mostly for money, success, and good luck. It is associated with Fire and with Jupiter.

Peppermint is commonly used in healing magic, but it can also be used for purification, attracting good spirits, divination, love, and money. In Southern folk magic, peppermint is used for hex breaking. It is associated with Fire and the planet Mercury.

Vanilla is strongly associated with love and comfort. It can sometimes be used in lust spells. Scott Cunningham mentions using vanilla to replenish lost energy. It is associated with the Water element and the planet Venus.

Magical Coffee Brews

With these ingredient correspondences, you can easily mix a spell into a coffee drink. For example, a pumpkin spice latte (which is made with pumpkin pie spice, i.e., a mix of cinnamon, ginger, nutmeg, and cloves) can be a spell for money and success. A lavender latte with oatmilk could be an excellent love spell, especially for queer love. A peppermint mocha (coffee with chocolate) could be a healing spell. There are lots of possibilities for a magic brew!

Sources:

Witchcraft for Everyone by Sam Wise

Cunningham's Encyclopedia of Magical Herbs by Scott Cunningham

Hoodoo Herbal by Starr Casas

Jambalaya by Luisah Teish

Braiding Sweetgrass by Robin Wall Kimmerer

Wikipedia article for soybeans

Wikipedia article for Setsubun

"History of Chocolate" on History.com

"Chocolate: From witchcraft to miracle worker in early modern Europe" by Erin Alice Cowling, published in The Conversation

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gojoroui · 9 days

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what do your moots remind you of?

tysm for turning this in nonnie, i was really exited to try this <3 & the fact i thought i had NO MOOTS when i literally have like 33 💀

@wvnrqs — ribbons & bows, old newspapers, pretty swans, tulips, bubbles during a summer day, vintage books

@ode2rin — cats, plushies, desserts, pillow sheets, clouds during a sunset, slice of life vlogs

@yuzurins — chirping birds in pretty meadows, bubble tea, spring mornings, green tea, flowers, plants

@okkalo — golden coins, rainbows, duckies, cardigans, soft breeze at night, lakes, cherries

@noomon — the sun, diaries, simple yet beautiful things, love letters, projectors, mini fireworks

@yoisami — serenity, raindrops falling down a window, youth, modeling posters, strawberries, bunnies

@mikareo — twinkling stars, lattes, romance k dramas, museum of arts, recording studios, eclipse

@rinzsu — instagram posts, cookies, snowman, masquerade balls, photo albums, the beach

@hanrinz — stars, k-pop concerts, snowflakes, headphones, mini skirts, candles on a rainy day

@rosequarzo — japanese folktale, lucky money, headphones, fantasize by ariana grande, toast, waking up at 2am for a snack

@adoregojo — modern universities, polaroids, black & white manga, hairclips, milk tea, bonnets

@riekiss — winter wonderland, snow angels, jewelry, dolphins bumping noses, mini skirts, slowly plucking petals off a flower

@popponn — frogs ofc, matcha, perfectly healthy & straight grass, keroppi, bootcut jeans, chanel soap

@rewh0re — autumn leaves, wooden instruments, music notes, greek & rome mythology, poetry, sacred monuments

@y2kuromi — sand castles, colorful ice cream flavors, perfect pair by beabadoobee, staying up to talk with friends until 1am, pretty seashells, butterflies

@pokkomi — glitter & sparkles, staring at clouds, fantasy genre, cargos, hello kitty, angels

@yunymphs — models, laufey, coquette aesthetic, anything gucci, attractive girls, money

@520cafe — sparrows, cats chasing after yarn strings, thirsty by aespa, picture frames, rice with soy sauce, playlists

@etoiile — lipstick, fashion, staring at the starry night sky, french cookies, milk, daisies

@moonswolfie — coffee, studying with a candlelight during a rainy day, scarves, autumn breeze, biscuits, puppies

@kyoghurts — saturn, friendly aliens, lipstick stains on a white shirt, peach eyes by wave to earth, carp streamers, chalk

@kxttqi — lilies, sunrise & sunsets, lion cubs, melting candles, strawberries, pretty instagram posts

@kaiser1ns — book shelves, j-pop, cheesecake, birthday streamers, lucky money, tigers

@rninies — aventurine, unforgiven by le sserefim, pochacco, mangoes, flip phones, figurine boxes

@iluvies — kaomoji, koi ponds, expensive restaurants, red velvet cake, pottery, bunnies that have their nose scrunched up

@lovedazai — sweet bananas, lily of the valley, bouquet of roses, the smell when you walk into a bakery, prom nights, fairytales

@scopuo — jjk theme song, video games, dvds, tote bags, japanese apartments, thrift stores

@culturity — watching edits at 3am, stargirl, cleared remix by lilithzplug, nokia phone, laces, ramen

@myuroll — my melody, rubber duckies, alice from wonderland, koi fishes, cake rolls, the feeling when when someone gives you a compliment

@noirflms — flower petals, cherry blossoms, coquette clothing, hoodies, pinterest whispers, apocalypse by cigs after sex

@wishmemel — wish me mell, chocolate covered strawberries, the moon, pretty nails, new york at night, mcdonald’s chicken nuggets

@saelique — ocean waves, san-x, doves, kindergarteners (bc ur cute & fun ^^), friends to lovers trope, headphones, staying in bed for 5 more minutes b4 school

@yeritos — pudding, iced coffee, pearl necklaces, mesmerizing color palettes, skipping rocks, mary jane shoes, lamp

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promiscuouscutie · 8 months

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All Yours pt. 4

Ethan Landry x fem. Reader, reader is a little naive and Ethan’s obsessed, eventual smut

Part 5, Part 6

Word count: 1659

Warnings: mentions of murder, that’s about it. Oh and Cason’s back so lol

Ethan smiles from ear to ear as he sets the camera up in your room. He found the perfect spot: right in between some plants on your bookshelf. It had the perfect view of your room, of your bed. He could get a clear shot of you doing anything. He could watch you on his computer while doing homework, maybe even while he tries to sleep. It could bring some comfort to him, knowing you’re safe.

Ethan took one from his father’s house. He knew he had a whole collection of them, both for work and personal use. Ethan likes photography as well, even joined the yearbook club in high school. He made sure to call in sick for his last class so he could make the drive. His father wasn’t home. Thank god. Ethan didn’t want to see him, hear about how frustrated he was with his son.

“Why can’t you be more like Richie?”

“Why is it so hard for you to just go forward with the plan?”

Why was it so hard for him to go through with the plan? Easy answer: you. He was so focused on you that he didn’t care whether or not the plan was completed.

Ethan quickly leaves your dorm and locks the door behind him. He looks around, making sure no one’s in the hall. He starts to walk off, turning the corner. He feels his phone vibrate in his pocket, hoping it’s from you. His smile returns as he reads the text:

You feeling okay? I didn’t see you in class :( -you

His smile grows. You were thinking about me? I must be the luckiest guy in the world.

I’m feeling better. I think I got a migraine. -Ethan

He told a white lie. You didn’t have to know he was feeling fine. He needed to keep you from finding out where he went, how he stole your key while you were sleeping and kept it for his own use. You noticed it was missing in the morning, but thought you must’ve misplaced it at the party.

You got a new one, paid some money for it. They gave you the regular reminder: “Don’t lose your key! Someone could break in!” You knew they meant well, but you thought you’d be fine. Who would want to break into your dorm?

Well, Ethan did. But you didn’t have to know that.

Good! My head’s been hurting all day too. I hit the alcohol pretty hard last night lol -you

Oh I’m sorry. You wanna come to my dorm and go over the homework? -Ethan

I’d love to! I’ll be there in a bit :) -you

He shoves his phone in his pocket and rushes back to his dorm. He needs to make it there before you. He needs to clean up the place, make it look presentable and spotless. Chad would probably be there, playing video games and eating out of a Cheetos bag. He would ask what was wrong, and then ask Ethan too many questions.

“Should I leave? Maybe give you space for the night?”

“Do you need condoms? I’ve got some, but I don’t know if we’re the same size…”

“Does she know you’re a virgin? Like the biggest virgin on the planet?”

While Ethan was scrambling to get to his dorm, you were grabbing some tea for yourself. Bubble tea, to be exact. You went every once in a while with Anika and Mindy, sticking with the strawberry milk tea. Ethan knew that of course; he memorized your order. He even memorized your coffee order: an Iced Cinnamon Dolce Latte. You liked cinnamon. He did too.

Well, he developed an acquired taste for it once he started to watch you.

You take sips from your tea as you read an article. It was talking about the recent murders that were happening on campus. Two film students were murdered in their dorm, also hiding a creepy collection of Ghostface memorabilia. A professor was killed as well, one you never had the pleasure to meet. She was found in an alley alone, stabbed to death. And then there was Michelle.

Michelle, the blond sorority girl who terrorized many. You hated her. You truly did. But you still felt bad. She was murdered, brutally. And it was at the party! The party you attended! That could’ve been you! That could’ve been anyone else!

You start to feel a little nervous. What if you were next? What if you were gonna be killed by this killer who decided to take the Ghostface mantle? You took another sip from your drink and closed out of the tab, turning your phone off.

“Y/N?” You recognize the voice. “Cason?” You look up at him, noticing how tired he looks. His eyes are heavy, his nose a little red. He looks like a mess, but you weren’t surprised. His girlfriend was just murdered! You would feel sad if that happened to you.

“How are you doing?” You ask him. You had time. You could take a moment to check on him. That’s the kind thing to do. He sighs, shrugging.

“Not great. Not uh…not too great.” You touch his arm, squeezing it lightly. “I’m very sorry for your loss.”

He weakly laughs. “You’re too nice, bunny. She hated you, and yet you’re being sweet.” The pet name struck a bit of a nerve. You remember last night, despite drinking too much. You remember how he ignored you, despite promising to talk to you. You remember feeling pathetic, confiding to Ethan. Sweet, innocent Ethan. The thought of him made your cheeks turn a little red. Did you like him? You didn’t know yet. You want to spend more time with him, more one-on-one time. Maybe that could help you figure out your feelings!

“Do you wanna get some dinner tonight, bunny?” Cason’s question brought you back. You notice how much closer he is in front of you. He’s even holding your hand. It bothers you. You don’t like it. You don’t like it all. You take your hand away from him, which surprises him.

“I’ve got plans. Sorry.” You say it calmly to him. You notice his face change. He looks annoyed, pissed off. You feel nervous, starting to regret it. Maybe I should’ve—

“Whatever. See you around, I guess.” He walks away, and you feel relieved. You almost changed your mind. Why? Why did you have to be so nice? Why worry about hurting his feelings? You sigh. I need to work on sticking up for myself.

You made your way to Ethan’s dorm, knocking on the door. He answers it immediately, smiling awkwardly. “Hey.” You notice he’s wearing a blue long-sleeve shirt and sweatpants. Are those his pajamas? Has he really been in bed all day?

You smile back. “Hi!” He opens the door for you more and invites you to come inside. You thank him and go in, not feeling his eyes on your chest. You’re wearing a black tank top with a bit of lace on the hem, combined with your brown jacket. It was fall; the city was getting colder. You slipped it on in the morning and didn’t even bother to take it off during class; it was so comfy.

You look around the room. “Is Chad here?” You ask. Ethan shakes his head. “He’s with Mindy. Something about sibling-bonding.” You set your bag down on the couch and slip your jacket off. Ethan goes to his room to grab his notes while you sit. You look around the room, suddenly feeling anxious. Why did you? You’ve been here before. You’ve hung out with Ethan plenty of times. But never alone, with the exception of last night.

What if he likes me? What if he tries to—no. I’m crazy. I’m kidding myself. It’s just a stupid crush. You brush the thoughts away as Ethan returns, sitting next to you.

“Where should we start?”

Some time goes by, and you’re already leaving his dorm. You broke down the lesson for him and made sure he took detailed notes of it. You quizzed him, making sure he understood. Whenever he got a question right, you smiled at him and fed him praises. He loved that. He liked hearing you tell him he was doing so good, doing a good job. You even helped him with the assignment! You made sure to get a copy of it for him when he texted you he wasn’t coming to class. He peppered you with thank you’s, telling you he appreciated it.

“Thank you for explaining it all to me. It means a lot,” his eyes shift from yours to his feet. You notice that he did that around you a lot today. Your cheeks feel warm as you lean up to kiss his cheek. His eyes widen for a second; he didn’t expect that. You didn’t really expect it either; it was totally on impulse.

Ethan starts to step closer, as if to cup your face and kiss you. But he doesn’t. His phone vibrates in his pocket, and he groans. He knows it’s Quinn, calling about how he’s supposed to be following Sam and Tara. He was trying to push it off, get a little more time with you.

You sigh, feeling defeated. You thought he was going to kiss you. You hoped he would. “Have a good night, Ethan. I’ll text you later,” you smile.

“Good night.” He says it as you start to leave, feeling defeated as well. He takes his phone out of pocket and answers the call:

“What do you want.”

“Dad is gonna beat your ass if you don’t get to the Carpenters right now!”

“Okay, okay! I’m on my way.”

“By the way, how was the sex?”

“Shut up.”

“Awww. Did my baby brother get rejected? I told you she’s out of your league.”

He hangs up the phone. I fucking hate my sister.

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lambertdiary · 8 months

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can we please get a dalton x reader where she is a barista in a cute cafe in campus and he’s not actually a fan of coffee but Chris is and he goes there with her once, and he instantly likes reader from the moment he saw her so he keeps coming back just to see her 🥺 i’m so in love with your writing by the way!

A/N: OMG I LOVED THIS SO FUCKING MUCH, also I’m sorry if it feels a little repetitive but please remember this is how it goes when you order something 😭 anyway thanks anon for the request, I hope you like it!! As always feel free to tell me what you think :) likes and reblogs are highly appreciated 🫶🏻

Word Count: 2.5k+

Warnings: pure fluff :)

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Caffeine Crush

It was the third week of Dalton coming up with an activity he could do outside of his dorm. After what happened to him, he decided it was time he stopped locking himself up in his room, getting drowned in his alarming thoughts and schoolwork. Chris did raise her concerns when it came to that, so she suggested he should take a while everyday to do something that involved going outside. He agreed, so he started to do stuff around campus every afternoon. He did things like running, riding a bike, painting outside or even just going on a simple walk, and he had to admit that seeing the sky while the sun was still out was nice, it helped him in a lot of ways.

It was Thursday and Chris asked him to go with her to a coffee shop on campus, he didn’t have anything planned for that day so he accepted. It was across the campus and he usually didn’t go as far, but it was a beautiful day and he got to the point where he enjoyed going on walks.

“Do you drink coffee?” Chris asked when she spotted the café.

“Not really” He replied without giving it much thought.

Chris shot him a dramatic glance, acting offended at his response “You get weirder every time I learn something new about you”

“And what a good friend you are” He said, rolling his eyes at her “Why do you need to come all the way here anyway? There’s coffee on the vending machines in our building”

“I’m gonna pretend you did not just suggest I drink vending machine coffee” Dalton just laughed, he loved the constant dramatics of Chris.

The coffee shop was cute. It had a lot of plants, it was cozy and it looked like they had a million options. They waited in line for a couple of minutes and Chris was trying to decide what she wanted to have, eventually just going for her usual drink. Dalton on the other hand was scrolling on his phone, not paying attention to his surroundings and moving forward whenever Chris did. They were next and Chris tugged at his shirt to make him take a step closer to the counter, he didn’t even bother to look up, but suddenly he heard a voice that forced him to.

“Hi! What can I get for you today?”

“Can I get a medium iced latte with almond milk and two pumps of vanilla, please?”

“Of course” The girl said with a bright smile. Dalton tried to find a name tag but quickly gave up when he realized no one there had one “What’s your name?”

“Chris”

“Chris” She repeated under her breath “Is there anything else I can get for you?”

“That’s all, thank you”

Chris paid for her coffee and the whole time Dalton couldn't look away from the girl, so distracted by her that Chris literally had to pull him away from the counter. He blushed as he walked away but thankfully Chris didn’t bring it up.

The days went by and Dalton hadn’t stopped thinking about her and the fact that he didn’t even know her name. Chris didn’t ask him to go back to the coffee shop, but he figured he could go there on his own.

Looking at his watch he assumed he had a little bit of free time so after class, instead of going straight to his dorm, he decided to go buy some coffee, it was time he finally tried some anyway. As soon as he got there he examined the people behind the counter, quickly noticing she wasn’t there. He looked around for a second until he landed on the conclusion that she probably wasn’t working that day. So he went to his dorm and tried to get his mind to focus on something else.

The next day he decided to try again, and luckily he was able to locate her as soon as he went in. The line was a little long but he didn’t mind, at least that gave him time to think about what he was gonna say and what he should order. When his turn came he felt his palms start to sweat and he struggled to get his words out at first.

“Hi” He said, shyly.

“Hi! What can I get for you today?”

Once again, he looked at the menu behind her “Can I please get a… cappuccino?”

“Of course! Would you like a small, medium or big?” She asked, pointing at the different cup sizes in front of them.

“Small” He replied, he for sure didn’t want too much coffee.

“Okay, what type of milk?” He looked back at the menu, as if the answer was gonna be right there “We have whole, skimmed, 2%, soy, oat and almond”

“Oh- um I guess whole is okay” He just went for the first option he heard, not really knowing if that changed the flavor.

“And would you like sugar or a sweetener with that?”

Dalton felt like he didn’t prepare for this, she for sure was asking a lot of questions, it wasn't like that when Chris ordered hers “Uh- sugar?” He replied, not confident of the answer he provided.

“Are two okay?” He simply nodded “Alright, what’s your name?”

“Huh?”

“For your drink, what’s your name?”

“Oh” He let out a nervous giggle “Uh, Dalton” He paid attention as she wrote his name on the cup, that beautiful smile never leaving her face.

“Alright Dalton” She said, putting the cup down and typing a few things on the monitor in front of her “Is there anything else I can get for you?”

“No” He tried to give her a smile, but really he was a little disappointed it didn’t go as smooth as he imagined it.

“That would be $3.35” He paid for his coffee and moved to the end of the counter to wait for it. He kept sneaking little glances at her as she took orders from other people, constantly smiling and never breaking her sweet voice. Once he got his cappuccino he left, knowing that next time he had to be better at ordering and maybe smile back at her.

Back in his dorm he was just doing some schoolwork. The drink was long forgotten since he instantly burnt his tongue when he tried it as soon as he stepped out of the café, but he was planning on keeping the cup that had his name written on it by her.

He went back the next day, this time thinking twice about what he was going to order and how had to do it. He decided for a cold drink instead, not wanting to burn his tongue again.

“Hi! What can I get for you today?” She smiled as always.

“Hi” This time he made sure to smile at her “Can I get an espresso frappuccino?” He immediately remembered the other questions she asked the day before, so he specified before she could even ask him “Small, and whole milk, and two sugars” He stuttered.

Her smile grew bigger and she almost let out a giggle “Okay, what’s your name?” She asked, grabbing a small cup. He hated to admit that he was a little sad she didn’t remember his name, but considering she probably asked a million people for their name on a daily basis he understood why she wouldn’t.

“Dalton”

“Dalton” She repeated, barely breaking eye contact while she wrote his name “Alright, is there anything else I can get for you?”

“Nope, that’s all”

He left the coffee house feeling a lot more confident than the day prior, thankful he didn’t seem as lost and out of place.

Dalton kept going back every day after class, only leaving empty handed when he didn’t see her there. He also decided to try every single drink on their menu, but he swiftly learned that he wasn’t a big fan of coffee, especially not hot coffee, but at least they had plenty of other options to choose from.

Today he went for the mango smoothie that everyone seemed to love, and after going there for two whole weeks he finally was confident enough when it was his turn to order.

“Hi! What can I get for you?”

“Can I get a medium mango smoothie with no sugar?”

“Sure! What’s your name?” She had to keep asking him that but at that point she remembered him, how could she forget those dreamy blue eyes?

“Dalton” He saw his opportunity so he took a deep breath as he tried to build up the courage “What’s yours?” He finally asked.

Y/N smiled at him, as she tried really hard not to blush “Y/N” She replied “It’s nice to see you around here so often, Dalton”

“Yeah, you too” He said, causing her to chuckle “Because you work here, of course” He said nervously as he wiped his sweaty hands on his pants, he could feel his face get hot.

"Thanks” She said, biting her lip to keep another laugh from leaving her lips “That would be $4.65”

This time he decided to find a table and stay there, he was done with most of his homework and he didn’t have anything better to do. His seat was looking away from the counter, not wanting to seem like a creep but he would casually look back at her. The smoothie was his best decision yet, and he was sure he would be ordering it again.

He was about to leave but suddenly he felt a hand touch his shoulder “Dalton? What are you doing here?” Chris was looking at him in confusion.

He blushed but tried to pretend like he being there was something completely normal, it was now anyway “What do you mean what am I doing here?” He said, raising his empty cup.

“I thought you didn’t like coffee”

“I didn’t drink coffee” He clarified.

“And didn’t you say that there’s coffee in the vending machines?” She asked, completely ignoring his previous answer.

“Again, not coffee”

Chris sighed “What’s that?”

“A smoothie, mango smoothie”

“So you just walk across campus to buy a smoothie?” She asked, bringing her eyebrows together.

“Aren’t you here?”

“I’m just kidding, you don’t have to be so defensive” She said sitting next to him.

Dalton whispered a little “Sorry”

“You know, when I suggested you do something outside your dorm every day I didn’t mean go spend all of your money on overpriced drinks” She joked. They stayed there for a while, just talking about anything else that didn’t involve her asking why he was there.

⋆ ★

Y/N was finishing her shift, just washing her hands and gathering her things before finally leaving. It was her first year there and so far she didn’t hate working as a barista, but having to go to class at night did mess with her schedule.

“Hey Y/N, are you leaving?” Alice (one of her coworkers) asked her.

“Hi! Yeah, my class starts soon”

“Right” She said as she leaned against the wall next to her “By the way, how is it going with the kid with the hair? Have you talked to him?”

“The kid with the hair?” Y/N turned her head to look at her, a little dumbfounded by her description. “Yeah, you know, he orders something from you everyday, his hands are sometimes covered in paint-”

“Oh, Dalton you mean”

Alice looked at Y/N with raised eyebrows “So you know his name?”

“I mean yeah, he has been coming here pretty much every day”

“Just to see you” She teased.

“This is a college campus, hundreds of students come here every day” Y/N replied, defending herself.

“But how many names can you remember?” Y/N knew she wasn’t dropping the subject anytime soon, so she just had to pretend to not care about him, even though she did.

“I remember a lot of names” She replied, closing her backpack and swinging it over her shoulder “Now, if you excuse me, I have a class to get to”

“Alright” Y/N started to walk out as she waved Alice goodbye “You should give him your number next time he comes… which is probably tomorrow” She didn’t say anything, just shook her head as she left for her class.

⋆ ★

Alice was right. It was the next day and Dalton went directly to the coffee shop when his class was over. It was Friday and it was more crowded than usual, but he didn’t have a problem with waiting. He decided to have the smoothie again, and he was glancing around in different directions to make sure Chris didn’t catch him there again. His turn finally came and he gave her a smile right away.

Y/N smiled at him too “Hey” She said, feeling nervous all of the sudden.

“Hi” He replied.

“What can I get for you?”

“Uh- a medium mango smoothie with no sugar please”

“Alright” Y/N grabbed a medium cup and started to write his name on it, completely forgetting about asking him first. Dalton noticed this and something sparkled inside of him, making it really hard to hide his big smile.

Y/N suddenly remembered, and she looked up at him, her face getting warmer “Dalton” He said, and she didn’t know if he was teasing her or saving her from embarrassment.

She looked down at the cup again, trying to hide her face, and she decided to write her phone number on it “Okay, anything else I can get for you?”

“No, that’s all” He replied, ready to pay for his smoothie. “It’s on the house” Y/N stopped him “I’ll see you around”

Dalton’s smile grew bigger and now he was the one blushing “Thank you” He said moving to the side. He wanted to stay there and talk to her, but he knew he couldn’t hold the long line behind him.

Y/N kept taking orders but continued to look at the station where the drinks got prepared, eyes fixated on Dalton’s cup. Alice was the one making it and she gave her a teasing smile when she noticed.

Dalton stood there waiting for his drink “A smoothie for Dalton?” He heard someone say, slightly raising his hand he took the drink from the counter and thanked the person on the other side.

As he started to walk out he took his first sip, noticing something else written under his name, a phone number. He stared at it for a moment, and then turned back to look at Y/N, who was busy with a new customer but he smiled at her anyway. He was on cloud nine and he immediately pulled out his phone to put her number on it, thinking of something to text her, something that wouldn’t make him seem desperate.

He couldn’t come up with anything at first and that had Y/N a little disappointed when she went to check her phone a couple of times, but he finally decided on just greeting her, like a normal person would.

Dalton: Hey, it's Dalton

Y/N's heart skipped a beat when she saw the notification pop up on her screen and she saved his contact right away, happy she would finally talk to him about something other than his drink order.

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