baristas

American Uni AU. Harry Styles is a frat boy football star from the wealthy Styles Family athletic dynasty. A celebrity among football fans, he knows how to play, he knows how to party, and he knows how to fuck (all of which is well known among his legion of admirers). Louis Tomlinson is a student and an athlete, but his similarities to Harry end there. Intelligent, focused, independent, and completely uninterested in Harry’s charms, Louis is an anomaly in a world ruled by football. A bet about the pair, who might be more similar than they originally thought, brings them together. Shakespeare, ballet, Disney, football, library chats, running, accidental spooning, Daredevil and Domino’s Pizza all blend into one big friendship Frappucino, but who will win in the end?

Vi is the head barista and part-time manager of The Last Drop, a coffee shop and café in Piltover. Caitlyn is a coffee-loving PhD student at the nearby university who spends every weekday working from her favorite table at The Last Drop. Despite an obvious attraction, the two women are immediately at odds with each other the moment their paths cross. Over time, they'll navigate past their differences and form a unique arrangement. This is an enemies to friends with benefits to lovers arc set in a modern coffee shop/café AU. I am writing it specifically at the request of my wife, who has a thing for barista-centric fanfics and loves Caitlyn/Vi. Chapter titles are quotes from Arcane. B, I love you so much. This is first-and-foremost for you.

Part 1 of the "MindX at Work" series. MindX is a powerful mind control device set to change the world. But Fred, a mediocre marketing manager, still doesn't fully understand how the technology works. Luckily, his client gives him a live demo, turning the regular coffee shop patrons and employees into unwitting participants to fulfill their wildest sexual fantasies. Fred now has the power to change his life—and everyone else—around his wrist.

I found the most adorable kitten on my way home from work one rainy night. I couldn't just leave him in that cardboard box so I brought him home with me, having no qualms with welcoming the little cutie into my home. Little did I know, I was signing up for way more than furballs and scratch marks.