#barista snape

[sctumsempra]

rip severus snape you would’ve loved being a barista at an indie coffee shop

#severus snape #snape #pro snape #barista snape #they usually treat their employees like shit just like his employer does 😍 #and potions is so close to barista #knowing exactly what you need? making something up on the spot? intricate techniques and new gadgets and everyone coming to him for help? #and he wears all black with the classic barista hair and his clothes probably always smell like his job #he has clothes specifically for work so he doesn’t fuck up his normal ones which is why he’s in the same outfit all the time #i am drawing this by the way. she’s a wip but she’s happening #if there’s a way to be a barista without going into autistic burnout after a week please let me know. i miss it

[the-herdier]

I don't expect many of you to appreciate the subtle science and exact art that is coffee brewing...

#shitpost #tw: harry potter #harry potter #severus snape #coffee #coffee shop au #barista snape be like #professor snape

[ikilledcuriosity]

sometimes i miss being a barista solely because it felt like making potions. you said “turmeric latte” and i am making that but in my mind i am pouring liquid luck over ice.

#potions #severus snape #snape #potions master #the brainrot is real #barista #harry potter

[tavsianus]

Fic Ideas

Snames: James keep thinking about Severus after Hogwarts and regrets everything. So when he sees the other guy in Diagon Alley he wants to talk to him, he never thought it would be so hard to keep himself away from someone.

Sniddle: One day Severus finds a black notebook placed in his dorm bed and things just gets stranger. Someone replies to him whenever he writes down and he slowly falls in love with this mysterious person.

Snarcissia: Narcissa, who has made a political marriage, is not at all satisfied with her relationship with Lucius. After a while, she meets Snape, a working-class man, and falls in love with him.

Snirius/Snames:  Severus goes to a blind date (by force) and meets with a man. He is cocky, arrogant and annoying and Severus wants nothing more to just leave. (Sirius/James on the other hand is planning a second date.)

Snames: Severus works at a library and the same person comes to get a new book everday. It is clear that he isn’t reading it at all because no way someone can read to whole The Hunchback of Notre Dame in one day.

Snirius: Severus becomes a penpal with a criminal, Sirius Black. Everything is fine until Black is released from prison. 

Snupin:  Severus has germophobia (OCD) and decides to go to a therapist.

Snames: James falls in love with a melancholic ghost that lives in his house.

Snames/Snirius: Sirius Black is adored by everyone, everyone except one person. Severus Snape. And he was pretty sure if he did try, even the greasy git would fall for his charm eventually.So, how far was he willing to go to win a bet?

Snupin: Its Care of Magical Creatures class. Suprisingly, animals love Snape and he loves them. Hagrid(or whoever the teacher is) brings a unicorn and doesn’t let anyone aproach. Sev tries it and the Unicorn let him. Everyone is shocked. Remus is very interested in him after this. Because, maybe he can also approach his wolf and can calm him so he doesn’t get so much hurt?

Snirius: After Sirius uses a dark spell to stop his magic as a ‘prank’ Severus has to stay with the Blacks until they find a way to solve this problem (The ministry forces them, if not Sirius’ll get punished.)

Severus has to stay at a dorm and to his shock, he has to stay with three jocks -James,Sirius,Remus. He is not happy about it.

Severus shares a apartment with Sirius/James. He isn’t exactly friends with this guy but hey, he is rich and he isn’t going to complain. 

• Coffee Shop AU. Severus just wanted to get some coffee but the damn barista was more interested in annoying him then doing his job, goddamnit. (Snack/Snames)

Severus  lives in a shitty town and works at just as shitty work. But one day when a Mafia group decides to claim their town things just gets worse. (Marauders/Snape)

(Snupin) Severus gets a new apartment for college. But what is that? There’s a ghost living there! Well, he isn’t going to leave, the rent is really cheap so he has to learn to live with him.

#snarcissa #snupin #snames #snirius #sniddle #PrinceProngs #WolfPrince #StarPrince #severus snape #fic ideas #Snapedom #prosnape #severus snape x james potter #severus snape x remus lupin #Severus Snape x Sirius Black #Severus Snape x Tom Riddle #Severus Snape x Narcissa Malfoy

[theres-an-endless-starry-sky]

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My name is Jamie, I am the creator of 4 updating unfinished fics and do weekly one-shots! You can request a one-shot idea in my asks!

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I work as a barista/custom service/sometimes kitchen (????), I can tell you exactly what coffee to get if you tell me how much sleep you've had and how much you like sugar (feel free to send an ask!) I do 8am shifts usually and I want to die- I have weird online hours, apparently I'm never not online- Its become concerning... I'm either a James Potter or a Sirius/Regulus Black according to my mutuals/discord friends (Y'all need to make up your minds!! Let me know what you think-)

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[pepperonijem]

iv. a truth universally acknowledged || all my love

“It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife.” – Pride and Prejudice; Jane Austen

Summary: two idiots walk into the lego section at target... Pairing: high school!bucky x f!reader Warnings: cursing and food mentions Word Count: 3.6k A/N: can u imagine seb stan as mr. darcy bc now i can and i can't stop. happy easter to those who celebrate!

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“I was in the middle before I knew that I had begun.”

Bucky set his book down to take a sip of his coffee. The chime of the door opening was followed by the sound of wind howling and Bucky tightened his grip on the warm mug in his hands. He let out a contented sigh as the taste of coffee filled his tired mind and relaxed his thoughts.

The end of the football season and the hues of oranges and reds painting the tree tops meant autumn had finally arrived. This was the time of year Bucky looked forward to the most, when his Saturday mornings were no longer reserved for football practice, but rather for spending time alone in local cafes after his morning run.

Most Saturdays he would spend hours working on homework, two danishes on a plate (one was free for being a regular) and a half-empty mug of black coffee (with two pumps of brown sugar syrup, a secret between him and the barista). However, on some Saturdays, like today, he could spend time rereading one of his favorite books, Pride and Prejudice. By now, his copy of the book was well-worn. After reading it for his literature class his freshman year, he had fallen in love with the book and reread it often. Most of the books in his collection were in the same condition, the margins covered in tiny and messy scrawled notes, and various colored sticky notes sticking out of the pages of the books. “Well-loved,” he liked to call them. 

Much like his coffee order, his inclination towards classic romance novels was indeed a secret. Even Bucky himself wasn’t completely sure why he felt so attached to these stories. Was it because he related to Elizabeth’s character? Or maybe to Mr. Darcy? Or maybe it was the way Jane Austen’s humor seemed to jump off the page. Whatever the reason was, it was probably written somewhere among the margins and sticky notes that littered his book. But until he could figure it out himself, he refused to let anyone else know. 

“Hey Bucky,” a cheery voice called.  At the sound of his name, he looked up from his book to see Wanda smiling and waving at him with an iced coffee and a box full of pastries in her hands. He smiled and greeted her in response as he put his book down, making sure to slip his bookmark into his spot.

“Are you gonna eat all those croissants yourself?” Bucky joked, pointing at the box in Wanda’s hands. 

Wanda let out a chuckle before replying, “I wish, but this is for the party tonight. What are you bringing?” Wanda laughed again at the blank look on her friend’s face. “Did you forget Tony asked us all to bring something?”

Bucky pushed his glasses up and tried to remember when Tony brought it up. It was a few weeks ago, the night of the last football game… the night he had to spend taking care of you after you sprained your ankle. To be honest, he thought the call he got from Tony that night was a part of a dream he had. 

He remembered arguing with you about whether or not professor Snape deserved a redemption arc and why he was so much better in the books, and that was about the last thing before the sound of his phone cut through the silence. The bright light of his phone illuminated the room and Bucky had to squint his eyes to read Tony’s name under the time – 2:38 a.m.

“Bucky!” His voice came through the phone as an ear-splitting scream and Bucky pulled his phone away from his ear, only to hear a quieter grumble on the couch next to him. He looked over to see you sprawled out on the couch, your arm and leg hung over the side and he scoffed a little bit at how peaceful you looked despite what might have been a very uncomfortable sleeping position. He grabbed a pillow that had fallen off the couch and gently placed your leg on top of it, concerned about how your ankle would feel in the morning.

”So are you coming?” Bucky briefly snapped his attention back to his friend on the phone.

“Uh sure,” he replied, not totally sure what he agreed to, more occupied with finding a blanket to cover you up. He found one on the other couch and delicately placed it over you, making sure to even cover your feet. Over the phone he could faintly hear Bucky going on about the crazy pancake abomination that Peter and Scott were making. “Okay,” Bucky cut him off, clearing his throat to hide the sleepy rasp in his voice. “I’m uh, studying so I’ll talk to you guys tomorrow.” Before Tony could protest, Bucky had already hit the end button. 

The last thing Bucky remembers from that night was leaving a glass of water on the side table next to you before heading to his own room and flopping down on his bed.

“It’s fine if you forgot,” Wanda’s voice brought Bucky back to the conversation. “I can just say it’s from all three of us.” The smile on her face was so genuine that Bucky almost felt guilty for still being confused.

“Three… of us?” He asked, unsure of who the third person was. “Us and Steve?” 

Wanda laughed again. “Buddy, you really don’t remember anything from that night at all huh?”

Bucky let out a sigh of defeat and invited Wanda to sit down across from him and once she sat down offered her the extra danish. “Honestly,” he began, unsure of how much detail to offer. “I was up pretty late taking care of your friend that night, and when Tony called me I was half asleep.”

Wanda gave a nod of understanding before a mischievous smile made its way onto her features. “So I’m guessing you also don’t remember that he invited your roomie as well?” The color drained from Bucky’s features, causing Wanda to let out a pitied chuckle. “I’ll take that as a no.”

“She’s coming too?” Bucky stumbled over his sentence, annoyed at his own lack of composure. 

“Yes sir,” Wanda mimed a salute at him. “I was on my way to pick her up…” she trailed off for a second, looking around and then down at her bare wrist as if she had a watch on. “But uh, I forgot I have to go get Steve actually, so if you could take her that would be great.” 

Before Bucky could protest, Wanda was headed towards the door, stuffing the rest of the danish in her mouth and uttering a “Thanks Bucky!” as she pushed the door open with her hip. 

Dumbfounded and alone, Bucky shook his head and looked back down at his coffee in front of him. For a second, he thought about going straight home to get ready for the party, but he changed his mind – opting instead to open his book back up to read a little bit more. He let out a sigh at the sight of the pink envelope that stuck out between the pages. He continued to read for what felt like hours, but upon looking down at his watch, he saw that it had only been one and headed to the counter to order another pastry and a cup of tea before he left the warmth of the cafe. 

The red and orange leaves falling down in the cool autumn breeze was enough to make Bucky want to spend a quiet day out in the park rather than surrounded by his often obnoxious and loud friend group. As he walked home however, he couldn’t help but feel… well, bored. He was walking the same route he always walks, through the main street so he could appreciate the halloween decorations that were beginning to pop up in the small storefront windows, but he couldn’t help but feel like something was missing this year.

Instead of thinking too hard about it, he clasped his hand around the warm to-go cup of tea even tighter and walked the rest of the way home.

Before he even unlocked the door, Bucky could hear the faint sounds of… his dad singing Celine Dion? He let out a chuckle and opened the door, kicking his shoes off before walking into the kitchen for a glass of water. He didn’t bother turning on the lights, the kitchen was illuminated enough by the colorful lights emanating from the living room television. As he headed towards the concert that was happening live from his living room, he laughed at the sight of you being his dad’s number one hype man, amused that you hadn’t noticed him yet.

At the end of the song, he finally made himself known when he clapped, letting out an enthusiastic “Encore! Encore!” to which you finally turned around and gave him a wave. He walked over to the other side of the couch that you were sitting on, handing you the pastry bag and the still warm cup of tea from the cafe. “They had a special autumn blend of tea,” he explained as he watched you take a sip. “I thought you might wanna try it.”

You let out an appreciative hum. “It’s pretty good,” you affirmed, and Bucky nodded in response. “Sorry we started Karaoke Saturday without you, your dad was really excited about singing Celine Dion today.”

“Yeah,” Bucky’s dad chimed in, wiping at his head. “Steve and Wanda came by while you were out to let me know it’s Scott’s birthday and that both of you would be attending.” 

Bucky raised his eyebrow at his father’s comment. “Oh they stopped by?” He remembered his conversation with Wanda earlier, and he realized what was going on. “Why didn’t you go with them? Aren’t they also going to the party?”

He wanted to laugh at the way your eyes widened just the slightest bit as you refused to make eye contact with him. “Uh,” you began. “I wasn’t ready to go yet, and they had to go pick up the specially made cake Scott requested.” Although the reasoning itself made enough sense, Bucky still couldn’t help but smirk at the hint of panic in your voice. 

“Oh?” he replied. “That’s perfect, you can come with me instead.” The shade of red your cheeks turned was indication enough that he had you flustered. Bucky continued as you coughed in shock at the comment. “Since you and Scott are besties now you can help me find a gift.”

“Did you just say besties?” you scoffed at his comment. “I wouldn’t say besties per se…”

“So does he not invite you over every week to try different boba places with him? You guys haven’t watched every piece of content that has a minion in it together?” he questioned. It was true that you had become quite close with not only Scott, but most of the other people in Bucky’s friend group. At first, most of the gang were coming over to bring you food and to check on you after your injury, but at this point you were pretty much just in the group. All of them were dying to hang out with you. Bucky didn’t really understand why everyone wanted to be around you so badly, and honestly, it did annoy him. He wasn’t completely sure why this would bother him at all, but the more he thought about it –

“Keeping tabs, Bucky? If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you sound jealous.” Your words snapped him out of his thoughts and now it was his turn to scoff and look away, now pretending to be busy on his phone as he rolled his eyes at you.

Of course, Bucky didn’t miss the not-so-subtle thumbs up his father gave you from the side of his vision. He could see it, but was he going to acknowledge it? Of course not. He wasn’t oblivious to the way his dad seemed to encourage your crush on him, but it didn’t really bother him at all actually. So instead he cleared his throat and announced that the two of you would be heading out after he put his stuff away and got changed.

“Have fun you two,” his dad replied. “Stay out as late as you want, I’m going out with my book club.”

Before Bucky could even question his father, he had already left the room, leaving you and Bucky in the disco-lit living room with a Mariah Carey song playing in the background.

“When did he join a book club?” you asked Bucky, who shrugged his shoulders in response. 

“Beats me.” He replied, checking his watch. “Can you start the car? I’ll be down in a second.” Bucky opened his backpack and tossed you his car keys as you nodded and made his way upstairs to his bedroom, throwing his backpack onto his bed and running back out to the car. The two of you still had to stop somewhere to get Scott a gift and Bucky was not the type of person to be anything short of punctual. 

As Bucky entered Target, he had a mission in mind – to get a Lego set like Scott mentioned to you, grab a card, sign both of your names on it, and get the hell to the party. If everything went according to plan the two of you could be in and out in less than ten minutes. 

However, as Bucky had come to see in the last few weeks, nothing with you ever went according to plan.

Fifteen minutes after entering the store, the two of you were still arguing in semi-hushed tones in the middle of the Lego aisle, each of you holding a different build set in your hands. 

“Just pick one,” he sighed, watching you pick up yet another set in consideration. He couldn’t help but roll his eyes at the inefficiency he was seeing. “We’re already late.”

You shook your head at him as you furrowed your eyebrows. “I don’t care,” you replied. “I need to make sure Scott’s gift is perfect.”

“Why? It’s a Lego set,” Bucky said. “You literally can’t go wrong.” He leaned against the aisle, still watching you look at the picture on every single box, as well as the number of pieces.

“No, you don’t get it,” you sighed, looking up to face him. “It has to be the right Lego set. If it has too many pieces, or it’s something he doesn’t care about, he won’t want to even open it.” You explained this as you showed him examples of which boxes you were not going to get – boxes with excessive piece counts as well as a Van Gogh set.

“But if we get him the perfect one,” you explained as you reached your hand to the back of the shelf and grinning as you showed the box to Bucky. “He’ll be excited to open it, and he’ll think of us every single time he sees it. That’s how you pick the perfect gift.” You handed Wonwoo the box with a Lego version of Spongebob’s pineapple house on the front. 

Bucky took it with a sigh, placing it in the basket that was also filled with a gift bag, an assortment of candy bars and a cheesy gift card with a silly pun on it. “Why do you care so much?” He confessed, sounding a little more on edge than he meant to let on. “You barely even know him.” 

To be honest, the same annoyance that he felt earlier was bubbling back up to the surface. But before it got any further, you snapped back at him. “Why don’t you care enough?” Bucky was so caught off guard that he had nothing to say back to you.

Needless to say, the drive to the party was silent. 

“Welcome! You guys are nearly an hour late,” Scott chastised them as soon as he opened the door.

“Sorry,” Bucky heard you apologize to him as you handed the gift bag of Lego and candy to Scott. “Somebody had a stick up his ass so it took us a little longer to get around.” Bucky scoffed at the pointed look you gave him over your shoulder as you walked past Scott and into the party.

However, before he could follow you in, Scott raised his hand up to stop him. “What did you do to piss off my best friend?” He asked Bucky with his arms crossed.

“Nothing,” he sighed, rolling his eyes. “Best friend?” 

“Duh,” Scott smirked. “How could I not be best friends with the only other hottie in this friend group.” Laughing at his own remark, Scott finally let Bucky through the door. He put his hand on Bucky’s shoulder as he walked him through the house and into the kitchen and Bucky found himself fighting the urge to brush his hand away. Something about Scott’s comment left an ugly feeling in his chest. Luckily, before he could let out the snappy remark building in his mind, Natasha waved at Wonwoo through the window and called him over to join their group at the patio outside. Scott handed Bucky a soda and sent him out to join them.

“Bucky,” Natasha called with a smile as he approached. “Help us settle a debate.” 

“Sure,” He agreed. “What’s the debate?”

Rhodey let out an aggravated sigh as he began to explain. “Sam and Tony are trying to tell us that you can’t drink soup.” Bucky couldn’t help but chuckle at the way his eyebrows scrunched together as he explained why you definitely can drink soup.

“Why are you guys even discussing this?” Bucky asked curiously. 

“Sam and Rhodey’s friends were arguing about it over brunch today,” Natasha began to explain.

“Yeah, this girl from our physics class tried to tell us that you don’t drink soup, you eat it,” Rhodey continued. “Which doesn’t make any sense. Soup is a liquid. So you drink it. And it didn’t help that Natasha was too busy chatting with the girl from the tennis team about some celebrity drama to defend my honor.”

Natasha raised her hands in defense. “It was her birthday, you should’ve just let her have that one,” she chided her friend who continued to animatedly defend his position to an equally animated Rhodey. She turned to Bucky instead to speak to him in hushed tones. “We were actually talking about your drama, not some celebrity.” Bucky raised his eyebrows at Natasha who was grinning but looking away. “My friend said she saw you reading at the cafe this morning.”

“And?” Bucky questioned. “I always read at the cafe.”

Natasha finally turned to face him. “She thought your bookmark looked a little familiar.” Bucky could not hide the shade of red that crept onto his cheeks as he quickly turned his gaze away from Natasha and found himself looking in your direction instead. 

“When she told me about it,” Natasha continued, smirking as he followed his friend’s gaze. “It did seem a bit odd to use someone’s confession letter as a bookmark.” 

Instead of staying to try to deny Natasha’s insinuations, Bucky quickly walked away instead and headed back into the kitchen to take a break from what started to feel like a very stuffy party. Was he the only one who felt like the walls were starting to get smaller?

As he stood back inside the kitchen, he took a deep breath and leaned his arms against the sink. He looked back up to the window facing the backyard, where all of his friends stood, having a good time. Naturally, his eyes landed on you, laughing and resting your head against Steve’s shoulder and that icky feeling that had been slowly climbing up in his chest like ivy growing on a stone wall had finally taken over every last inch.

His grip on the edge of the sink tightened, and so did his resolve. He chugged the rest of his soda and gathered the courage to go back out to where everyone was, to where you were. He opened the door, and took two steps out before he stopped in his tracks like a deer caught in the headlights. Were you crying? You were laughing just minutes ago.

“Bucky,” Rhodey called quietly from beside him, putting an arm around his shoulders. “Let’s talk over here.” He led Bucky away from the spot he was glued to and instead back towards his friends. Whatever debate they had earlier seemed to fall to the backburner as soon as Bucky walked toward them.

“Is she okay?” were the first words to leave Bucky’s mouth and Sam turned to look at him in surprise.

“Your friend?” He asked and Bucky winced at the label but nodded anyway. “She’s uh… she’s fine.” Rhodey looked to Natasha for support, who let out a sigh and looked over to where you were standing. 

“No,” Natasha confessed. “I don’t think so.” On instinct, Bucky turned around ready to bolt over to your direction. He had no idea what he would even say to you, but every neuron in his brain was just telling him to run. But before he could move, Natasha’s hand was on his wrist.

“I wouldn’t head over there,” Natasha suggested, giving Bucky a sad smile. “Your name came up just before you came outside.”

The stone walls in his chest suddenly crumbled under the weight of the ivy growing, and he wondered if his walls were really that strong to begin with. Did I make her cry? he thought to himself. He looked over to you, your head once again resting against Steve’s shoulder as he rubbed circles on your back, rising and falling in time with your quiet sobs. 

Bucky no longer felt angry or frustrated, but he did feel confused at the way his heart sank at the sight. He looked down at his own feet before he let out a quiet “Oh.” at Natasha’s comment. He only looked back up once again when he heard her call his attention, leading him just out of earshot of the group.

“Do you…” She began to ask tentatively. “Like her?”

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[my-castles-crumbling]

Hii

6, 19, 24?

6- Favorite headcanon?

Besides trans Reggie....probably a James Potter with secretly low self-confidence.

19- Fanfic you read again and again?

Ooooo. I'll go for a slightly more obscure one. The Barista, the Burglar, and the Sofa. It's an orphaned AU wolfstar fic, but it's rated E so 18+!

24- Funniest fandom-related story?

I'll pick another one...oh! When Half Blood Prince came out I was still young and very devastated by Dumbledore's death. At the time, I obviously didn't know why Snape killed him, and I thought Snape was pure evil. (It's to be noted that I was a child. I had a very idealistic way of looking things. At the time, Snape=the devil and Dumbledore=god). SO I took a poster of Snape and taped it to my door and threw darts at it. I was a charming child.

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Dancin' in your Levi's ☕- Send in a request and I'll ship you with a character.

Please be specific with the request. Specifications include. -Personality traits -Physical features -Hobbies -Gender of the character you'd like to be shipped with.

Steppin' on the last train 🚉- Let's be moots! This goes without saying. Drop into the inbox and let's start talking :)

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when you are young, they assume you know nothing.

while sending in requests please be nice and care to write a greeting. i'm human too and being kind helps. there are certain characters i don't write for, and i'll list them down below.

please excuse me if i don't write your request. it may happen if the request did not hit my creative spot.

please request through the inbox. if you directly message me, there are chances i may miss them.

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characters i don't write for-

-draco malfoy -tom riddle -severus snape -lucius malfoy -any character from the cursed child era

ps- i do not have anything against the slytherins. i'm a slytherin myself.

thank you!

-steph 🍂

#harry potter fanfiction #harry potter #sirius black #marauders #sirius x reader #sirius black smut #the marauders #sirius black x reader #sirius black imagine #remus lupin #fall event #events #celebrations #james potter #marauders era #marauders headcanon #the marauders era #james potter x reader #james potter imagine #james potter fluff #james potter x you #james potter x lily evans #james potter x lily potter #harry potter ootp #harry james potter #hp fanfic #harry potter x reader #hp fandom #ron weasley #ron weasly imagine

[avielex]

i noticed rat man doesn't have an ask yet where's vernie when you need em to simp /jj

anwyays! 🍀🧠✂️💀 for MURIEL‼️‼️‼️‼️

FOUR ASKS. omg. Yeah youre right where's vernie when you need em? Im surprised they haven't asked about Muriel much lol

🍀 What originally inspired your OC?

So I had drafts before...

Yeah, this was Muriel! Originally he was just gonna be some third OC who was friends with Jordan in class, but then came the idea of getting SHREW involved. (It's a cult about "breaking the limits and reaching the skies" — aka ego shit)

I knew I wanted some sort of sweet polite guy who acted all cold and suspicious in secret, reading people like books (Snape will hate me for saying this) and not much else, just getting info for when he needs to use them. His finalized design didn't come around until someone else did, though, and even now his story is still on progress.

🧠 What do you like most about the OC?

HIS DEMEANOR. And how it breaks when he gets stressed and emotional! ahahaha angst writer things

He acts like a gentleman in public, this polite guy with poise and chivalry (but he's Hufflepuff), and then the facade just breaks when he couldn't handle things anymore. And when he lets his hair down (figuratively, but later on, literally), he's just a bit of an awkward guy with an impatient streak, and he isn't trying too hard to appear mature and well-put anymore.

vernie im typing all this for you.

✂️ What's one of your OC's worst memories?

There's this little short fic I wrote in Muriel's perspective, and according to him, meeting Jordan and not being able to read them was the start of everything that made him feel that something was wrong.

His actual worst memory is a spoiler scene, and I want to write/draw it properly when I can! But you can have this as a hint.

A quote from that scene: "You only have one shot."

💀 Does your OC have any phobias?

The hard part here: Does Muriel think he really does have these phobias, or does he think he's just acting squeamish? Either way, he's sure the fear of seeing it can just go away...

His uncertainty definitely makes identifying his phobia harder, but as a cook / barista, he definitely has an irrational fear of insects crawling all over the stuff he uses to make food and drinks. (The two-storey SHREW operates in is quite snug and clean, though, so even his mother wonders where he picked this up.) Thus, he always washes his stuff extra well before use and covers the utensil tray with a cloth or a towel when he isn't using them. (A bit much? Maybe, but he's not serving dirty shit to anybody!)

#avie's asks #thank you for asking! #WAHAHHAHA im surprised it wasn't vernie asking this #hpma #harry potter magic awakened #hp magic awakened #magic awakened #hpma oc #original story #original character #oc artwork

[iamdronegirl]

Looking for a translator (Tomione)

Hey! Looking for an English native speaker who can help with editing after Google-translate OR who can speak Russian and help with translation (which is less likely 😀).

Fic is a fluffy Tomione, muggle AU. Hermione is an artist, working part time as a barista, Tom is a businessman working in an office nearby. There is a slight age difference and some 🌶🌶🌶 . NO SA, just fluff and tension! Also, satisfaction from Bellatrix humiliation (she is Tom’s coworker). Draco is a friend of Hermione. Snape is a founder of the caffe Hermione works at.

9 chapters. 895 likes on Ficbook (Russian fan fiction website), which is good for Tomione. (for example Blood and gold has 2128 likes and it’s a long standing classics)

Depicted is a funny story how Hermione has been drawing for the new client and he ditched her 😂😂😂

Here is the link to the fanfic

#tomione #fanfiction #hp fanfic #hermione granger #tom riddle

[charmsandtealeaves]

Ministry of Magic Monthlies | October 2022: Fall and Spooky

Prompt: [AU/Trope] Coffee Shop

Read it on AO3

Summary: Lily Evans has a job at the coffee shop to fund her life at university. There are some perks, but the guy who won't stop lingering in the booth before close definitely isn't one of them.

Words: 1580

Photo by Peter Pivák on Unsplash

Need a Lift?

Prior to attending university Lily Evans had sworn she would never work in the food service industry. Working her previous retail job had been hard enough, the sheer idea of adding peoples pickiness about food and beverages… no thanks. However, she also liked paying her bills. After her mother died suddenly her father could no longer offer the same level of financial support she had been used to while she studied. That meant one thing: get a job, any job that allowed her to maintain her class schedule. Thankfully there was a  late close coffee shop a short walk from campus that would allow her to maintain her busy schedule. 

The perks of the job were that she could help herself to a drink and a sandwich each shift and tips were pretty decent. However, there were also many downsides, in particular the constant harassment and flirtation by patrons. It wasn’t like she could tell them to piss off and go to hell. Instead it was clenched teeth, tight smiles and excuses of ‘against store policy’. But there was one regular in particular that set her on edge. Severus was a greasy haired lad from the university chemistry department who came by every single day she was on shift. He’d order the same single cup of strong coffee and sit for hours in the booth closest to the counter. Lily could always feel his eyes on her as she stacked the fridge with water bottles and the cabinets with pastries. She had partnered with Severus in chemistry her first semester, but they were just two very different people and something about his presence unnerved her. A couple of times he had offered to walk her home or to her bus stop after her shift. Each offer she had politely declined but she always felt the need to take caution when she left to make sure he wasn’t waiting for her at the end of her shift or following her home. Thankfully she was often scheduled to work alongside Remus Lupin, a history major who mostly kept to himself, but was happy to walk with Lily if she ever felt uncomfortable. 

Often all Lily had to do was make silent eye contact with Remus and he would excuse himself to go and ask Severus to clear his table or order another drink. Whenever Lily tended to ask Snape would hesitantly order something else, whereas if Remus asked he tended to vacate the premises. Which came as a welcome relief. The main issue arose about once a month when Lupin would only work a half shift as he had another commitment. This often left Lily as the sole barista for this particular shift and closing shop alone. Something Severus had definitely taken a note of, as he started staying longer and longer without Remus around. 

In October the local council made notification they’d be doing some maintenance of street lights along the street the coffee shop sat on. Which in reality meant three weeks of limited to no light on Lily’s walk home. Which was a time more than ever Lily regretted not having her own set of wheels in the city. Anticipating Remus wouldn’t be able to walk her to her bus, Lily had asked if her sister’s boyfriend Vernon would be willing to meet her and escort her home. Something which he begrudgingly agreed to in order to appear chivalrous in front of her sister. 

Except by the time close rolled around Vernon still hadn’t turned up and Snape was still sat in his usual booth as Lily wiped down tables trying to stall for him. She’d text Vernon and her sister Petunia several times over the last hour with no response. It was clear for whatever reason that Vernon was a no show. Lily contemplated calling the non emergency line to see if an officer could drive her home. But even to her that seemed a little over the top and unrealistic. Snape had never actually made an advance on her or threatened her in any way. He just gave off a creepy vibe. She could hardly call and say she needed a ride home because a customer didn’t pass her vibe check. She’d sound like a paranoid lunatic. She text Remus. 

Hey. He’s still here and my ride is nonexistent. I don’t feel safe to leave. What do?

Remus' typing bubble popped up almost instantly. 

Remus is currently unavailable. But I may be of assistance. Do you need a lift?

Lily typed back.

Who is this? 

A selfie of a bloke doing the peace symbol appeared on screen. The man was young, probably similar in age to herself and Remus. He had visible hand tattoos, a nose ring and long dark hair. 

The boyfriend a.k.a Sirius Black. Do you need a lift or police??

Just a lift would be fine. 

One mo…. Sending someone to you now. Look out for specky git. 

Lily’s sense of relief at a ride home was slightly overshadowed by worrying how much use the ‘specky git’ would be in a fight if it came to it. Five minutes passed, then ten. Lily cleared her throat a couple times as she found other odd jobs to distract herself with and switch the sign on the front glass door from open to closed. Severus seemed unphased and kept offering her a wry smile. Her hands were sweating at this point when the door swung open. 

“Sorry I’m late babes. Lost track of time” Said the stranger who entered, pushing his glasses which had slightly slipped off his face back in place to the bridge of his nose. 

This was the specky git. He was tall and lanky but with broad shoulders, wearing dark jeans and a red chequered shirt with the sleeves rolled up, revealing forearms coated in tattoos. Lily offered the man a bright smile. 

“Just gotta lock up, Love” She responded, scooping up her satchel from where she hid it behind the front counter. 

“Jog on mate. They’re closed.” Specky said to Severus, who had a face like a child who’d just dropped their ice cream cone. 

Severus slid out of the booth wordlessly, staring Specky down as he did so. Specky opened the door for him and made a point of over exaggeratingly spinning his arm in a full counter-clockwise circle and pointing out the open doorway. Completely oblivious or just uncaring about Severus’ subtle hostility towards him. Once he had left, Speaky allowed Lily to follow suit before closing the door behind them. Lily swiftly locked the deadbolt and pulled the shutters down, locking them in place. She quickly checked that Severus was no longer in sight or ear shot. 

“Thanks for the save.” Lily said genuinely. “I assume you have a name other than ‘Specky Git’?”

“Is that what he called me? Rude” He laughed “Potter. James Potter.”

“Evans. Lily Evans.” She replied. 

“So, where am I giving you a lift to?” James asked, pulling a set of Volkswagen keys from his pocket. 

“Cokeworth Street. If it’s not too much of a bother.” 

“None at all.”

James dropped Lily outside the front steps of her flat. Giving her his phone number ‘just in case’ she ever needed him to make another appearance to frighten Severus off again. She let him watch as she saved his number under the name James ‘specky git’ Potter. The following week Remus made a point of introducing his boyfriend Sirius and explaining that James was Sirius’ brother. A couple of times towards the end of shift James and Sirius would come in together to wait for close. Whenever they did so Severus was quick to make himself scarce, sneering at them as he did so. For whatever reason the pair had personally affronted him in some way, just by existing. The group of them would then chat and walk Lily down to the bus stop until her bus arrived.  

One evening Remus turned up for shift carrying a black motorcycle helmet. He’d answered Lily’s look of confusion with ‘Sirius is picking me up on the bike tonight. Lily remembered Sirius had mentioned recently he was looking into buying a motorcycle for his commute to work, as he had enough room to park it up behind his tattoo studio. But she hadn’t been aware he’d actually bought one. No James tonight then, Lily thought to herself slightly bitterly. She’d started to enjoy James' constant banter and flirtation with her whenever he did show up. There was a distinct drop in her regular’s irritating attempts at flirting when he did. So she was pleasantly surprised when Sirius walked in wearing his bike leathers, followed closely behind by James. He winked at her and blew her a kiss as he slid into what used to be known as Severus’ booth. Now that she thought about it, she couldn’t remember the last time Severus had been sulking about the place. Lily made James and Sirius each their standard drink and brought it over for them. James had a nervous smile from ear to ear. 

“Evening Petal” He greeted. 

“Evening Love” Lily replied, setting their drinks on the table. 

“Now… do tell me to fuck off if you want. But I was wondering if you’d like to go see a movie with me tonight?” James asked her. “Like a date?”

“It’s against policy to date customers. But as you’re not paying… I don’t think it’ll be a problem”

#Charms Library #prompted fic #jily #wolfstar

[sctumsempra]

idc what your opinions are on the morality and meat of his character snape has the best aesthetics out of anyone in the entire franchise

#severus snape #pro snape #snape #sure maybe it’s because he on paper looks and acts like me as much as a 30 something year old man* can but like. his vibes are gorgeous #the directors of the movies might’ve pissed alan rickman off but visually they cooked #me shaking: the gothic tones… the bat/disgruntled raven/end-of-shift barista aura… the grunge… the unsettling ‘should be a cryptid’ vibes…

[in-aether-case]

I want to wear a dress the way a guy wears a dress. I want to wear a suit the way a woman wears a suit. I want to paint my nails the way a guy does. I want to wear men’s jeans in the most feminine way possible. I want to break gender into millions of tiny pieces and turn it into a mosaic. I want to strut down the streets to a chorus of Karens going “What the fuck is that?”. I want to fluster some poor unsuspecting barista into saying “Here’s your coffee sir, miss, fellow human?”. I want my grandmother to clutch her rosary when I walk in the room. I want to be inexplicable, my gender imperceivable to cis people like fucking shrimp colours. I want to collect whatever the hell Helena Bonham Carter, Johnny Depp, Tim Burton, The Sweet Transvestite and Pitch Black from Rise of the Guardians have going on and steep myself in it. I want a cloak that billows like Snape’s or Morgana from Merlin. I want to be Morticia and Gomez. I want to be a barren winter tree. I want to just be *internal screaming*. I want to be an Eldritch Horror. I want King Oberon to look at me and not just know the green eyed monster I want him to French kiss it. I want Nyx to abdicate and have her kneel at my coronation…

… but I also really don’t want to get out of my pyjamas.

Is that too much too ask?

#gender #gender envy

[soloorganaas]

not sure if nobody asked about it yet or i just missed it but anyway

talk dirty to me about Remadora coffee shop AU !!!

WHERE TO FUCKING BEGIN

this is the most chaotic au that started from some crack fic idea and has grown into fully fledged madness mostly with the help of Chaos Commander in Chief @impishtubist

remus is a political theory/philosophy phd student. he’s studying in a coffee shop when he sees Quirky Girl tonks reading in a corner. he goes over to say hi and strikes up a conversation about her gender studies book which, obviously, he is an expert on

tonks is mostly at the coffee shop bc they do an excellent iced oat milk lavender latte, and bc she’s oddly obsessed with the overly-beautiful barista fleur. she’s too beautiful honestly and it seems kind of attention seeking, and she’s sure if she hangs around long enough she can figure out what fleur’s deal is

beautiful french barista fleur moved to the US for art school and is somehow still here. she does not like americans, except for fellow barista regulus, who is as snooty and judgmental as she is. she’s been trying to figure out if the cute girl with short pink hair who always wears plaid is gay or just from the pnw

remus and tonks hit it off over the fact they’re both very passionate about their work, devotees of overpriced hipster coffee shops, pretty judgmental of the other people on campus, and there’s something just a little bit Different about the both of them. they assume their bond means they’re into each other so they start dating

tonks takes remus to a party hosted by her cousin sirius and his best friend james. both of them are in business school but think they’re too smart for it and are launching their own start up

remus hates sirius on sight. he’s rich and loud and arrogant and a capitalist. sirius is pretty judgmental of remus too, but that’s just because he’s straight. remus can’t help himself from getting into arguments with sirius every time they meet, and soon sirius starts actually searching him out bc it’s so much fun and he is pretty hot. and maybe not entirely straight. then definitely not entirely straight from the way he hits on him one night

in the middle of this all is regulus, undergrad student and fresh out of rehab and de-radicalisation after getting swept up in a white supremacist cult as a kid. he watches this drama go down with amused indifference

there’s also lily, junior associate at slughorn llc who’s currently on the look out for new start ups worth investing in. she’s facing an ongoing battle with co-worker snape, determined to outdo her, and relentless start up founder potter, determined to impress her (and get her money)

what follows is a chaotic mix of drunken hookups, sexual crises, ideological arguments, everyone managing to be a judgmental bitchy asshole in completely different ways, a whole bunch of interwoven enemies to lovers, and most importantly, absolutely terrible Straight Remus Lupin

WIP ask game

#there’s so much more buried in discord chats somewhere #it’s gonna be a blast #wolfstar #flonks #jily #otp: i’m mental about you #otp: oi evans #hp #asks

[nmf-mariki]

Hey, how about a Barista au for Snarry? Sunshine boy Harry the Barista always trying to cheer up his favourite regular customer Snape who always looks grumpy... I can imagine this to look really cute with your nice drawing style. Have a nice day!

Hello hello sorry for the late reply

#barista au #snarry #harry potter x severus snape #snape x harry #harry x snape #my art

[snamioneasks]

The Continuing Adventures of Severus Snape, Barista Extraordinaire by Toodleoo - M, 200 chapters - Why on earth is Severus Snape working at Hermione's local coffee shop? She is determined to find out. [A series of 200 drabbles, with 100 words per drabble. Rated for language, balloon animals, sexytimes, and whatnot. A gift for Toblass.]

#Rating: Mature #Genre: Humor #Genre: Romance #Length: Multi Chapter #Status: Complete #Author: Toodleoo #Severus Snape: Barista #Hermione Granger: Ministry Worker