anyway have the first installment of the coffee shop au
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tentacleTherapist [TT] began pestering turntechGodhead [TG] at 10:47.
TT: Dave.
TT: I went to Karkat’s place of work.
TT: That cafe. Suburban Coffee.
TG: yeah yeah
TG: sburban coffee
TG: theres no u for some reason
TG: karkat thinks that the manager ate it or some weird shit like that
TT: And there’s this girl.
TG: oh?
TT: She types so fast. So well. With such purpose.
TG: one might even say hotly
TT: Yes, Dave. She types hotly. I’m currently twirling my hair and swooning from her sheer typing prowess.
TG: whoa so swoon-worthy
TG: better have someone ready to catch you when you faint from her hot as fuck typing
TT: Come with me today. I'll show you how hot her typing is. And, you can provide a cushion from when I inevitably swoon by being in her presence.
TG: alright
TG: sure
TG: cant say no to an opportunity to get caffeine
TG: and bother karkat while were at it
tentacleTherapist [TT] ceased pestering turntechGodhead [TG] at 10:58.
The cafe is nestled between several other shops, and it announces itself with a bright green sign. Sburban Coffee, it declares in big, blocky lettering. The outside is painted an unassuming gray-brown to match the rest of its neighbors, and there are colourful flowers in flowerpots clustered by the door. In the window, Dave can make out the shapes of many, many people inside.
The door chimes happily as Dave and Rose walk inside. The strong, strong smell of coffee immediately hits Dave. Inside, the cafe is bustling, and every table has at least one person sitting. The walls are a pretty orange, and there’s a wall with potted plants sitting on shelves. He spots Karkat at the register, looking as depressed and mildly angry as he always does. There is a smiley-face sticker on the register, along with a frowny-face. He notes the crab pin on his apron. Karkat is not the type to accessorize; Dave wonders what is different about the pin. Rose tugs him into line, and Dave begins to scrutinize the menu. He never knows what to get from coffee shops. There’s too many fancy names and words to know, and he usually just defaults to a latte. However, this time he feels like he needs to branch out a bit, try something new and all that jazz.
DAVE: hey rose
DAVE: youre smart
DAVE: whats an americano
DAVE: is it like
DAVE: essence de la america
DAVE: does it taste like eagles and football
DAVE: and FREEDOM
DAVE: its not tea right i dont want to be unpatriotic
DAVE: gotta make ol g washy proud
ROSE: It’s an espresso drink diluted with water.
ROSE: Now shush. Look over there.
ROSE: That's the girl.
Dave subtly looks over in the direction Rose indicates. The person in question has their back to him, but he can see that they’re wearing an emerald sweater and a long skirt. They also have the Lesbian Haircut™. He can see why Rose likes them. Rose pulls him forward again as the line moves up. They are now second in line, and Dave still doesn’t know what he wants. He sticks his hands in his pockets and does the patented Cool Guy Slouch to hide his indecision and decides to look at Karkat instead. He can’t imagine a guy like Karkat working at a coffee shop, yet here he is. Green apron, gray sweater. Dave doesn’t think he’s ever seen Karkat wear anything different. He might be an escaped extra from a cartoon TV show. Dave idly wonders why he’d liked Karkat back in high school. He seems all cool and tough from the outside but he’s really just a big, pathetic nerd with an extra large side of wet-cattiness.
BARISTA: hey, i can take you guys over here!
Dave stops staring awkwardly at Karkat and instead turns his attention to things like moving. He studies the barista at their register as they walk over.
His first impression: oh, she’s cute.
Man, what was that line of thought?? He internally winces. Anyway. Lame thoughts aside, the barista is very put together, at least in comparison to Karkat. Granted, the bar is low. So low, in fact, it could be a speed bump. Her name tag cheerfully declares her name as Jade in loopy green handwriting, along with a plant sticker. Colorful pins flash at him from her apron.
ROSE: Dave.
ROSE: Are you going to order?
Dave blinks, startled out of his thoughts. He decides to go for something smooth, suave, dare he say, even cool?
DAVE: uh yeah
DAVE: hey love
DAVE: shit
DAVE: i mean
DAVE: lovely lady?
Dave begins questioning all his life choices, and contemplates throwing himself out the window. Actually, no, it’s a first floor window. That’d just be embarassing. He might catch fire instead. That’s a better option. One flaming hot Dave, coming right up. It would be better than whatever this train wreck of a conversation is.
Thankfully, the barista – Jade – is far cooler than he is, and just laughs.
JADE: hey yourself, good sir
JADE: what can i get you
DAVE: i was hoping you had a recommendation for me
JADE: uhh, well
Jade turns to look at the board behind her, ponytail swinging. Dave takes this moment to regain his composure, ignoring the look Rose is undoubtedly giving him. The eyebrows are so totally up. He can feel their skeptical vibes. He rearranges his face to that of a distant, aloof expression. What flaming dumpster fire? There is only Dave. Cool Dave. He is so calm and composed. Everybody wants to be him when they grow up. Jade turns back around.
JADE: i think the cinnamon caramel chai is pretty good!!
DAVE: alright ill take that
JADE: your drinks will be ready in a minute
Rose pays, and Dave absconds walks calmly over to an empty table and claims it, taking the seat that puts his back to the register. Totally not because of what jsut happened.. After a moment, Rose slides into the chair opposite him.
ROSE: Dave.
ROSE: What was that?
DAVE: what was what you saw nothing there was no dumpster fire
DAVE: besides youre one to talk miss she types hotly huh huh
DAVE: shut up rose put those eyebrows away or ill shave them off in your sleep
ROSE: Dave, I haven’t seen you this bad since-
DAVE: DONT EVEN SAY IT HES RIGHT THERE
Smooth, Dave. Now everyone in the cafe is looking at you, probably even Karkat. He melts into his chair. Can this get any worse? He looks over at the register, checking to see if their drinks are done. Karkat is looking in their direction, vaguely confused. The poor barista that Dave totally ruined any chances he had with her has disappeared. Maybe she ran for the hills from the total weirdo that she just met. Oh, nope, there she is, shaking a bottle of milk. He pretends to stare off into space, in a cool fashion. Out of the corner of his eye, though, he studies her again. He hadn’t gotten much of a chance to before, as he’d been otherwise occupied. Jade is a fairly tall girl with long, dark hair currently up in a ponytail that swings every time she moves. She has round glasses and a pretty smile. Unlike Karkat, she is wearing a tasteful orange shirt with her apron. He notes that she and Karkat move around each other easily – which surprises Dave – and while he can’t hear their conversation, they appear to be chatting. Karkat doesn’t like most people. Dave considers himself one of the lucky few that get to be Karkat’s friend.
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Well, that was weird, Jade thinks as she begins making the latest coffee order: a latte with four shots of espresso, with a little dark roast on top. She’s a little worried for the girl who’d just ordered it. She hopes that she isn’t responsible for her inevitable death by sheer amount of caffeine. Reaching around Karkat (who gives her a salty look that she knows holds no real bite) for the pitcher, she begins to fill it with water. Beside her, Karkat shifts, and she knows he’s about to ask her about what just happened.
KARKAT: HEY JADE, WHAT HAPPENED?
Called it. Jade has what she likes to call her “KARKAT SENSE.” She can always tell when he’s going to do something particularly weird, which to be fair is pretty much just Karkat’s natural state.
JADE: with the sunglasses dude?
JADE: poor guy i feel bad for him
JADE: he looked like he might die of embarassment
KARKAT: WHAT’D THAT IDIOT DO?
JADE: oh, do you know him?
She pours the water into the espresso machine and starts it, putting a cup underneath. While she waits, she begins to steam the milk.
KARKAT: UNFORTUNATELY, YEAH.
KARKAT: HE’S A FRIEND FROM HIGH SCHOOL.
JADE: oh nice!!
JADE: well i think he was trying to be cool or something
JADE: he tried to say [bad dave impression] hey lovely lady
JADE: but he called me love instead
JADE: it was kind of sad
KARKAT: WHAT A FUCKING LOSER. I CANT BELIEVE I WAS EVER INTO HIM.
JADE: wait, really?
JADE: i cant picture you with him
JADE: he doesnt seem like your type
KARKAT: AND HE ISN’T.
KARKAT: I WOULD NEVER DATE SOMEONE SO LAME.
Jade snorts derisively, and begins to pour the steamed milk over the four shots of espresso.
JADE: like youre that much cooler
JADE: just yesterday i watched you rant for about 20 minutes about spilling some milk on your shirt
JADE: youre just as lame!! admit it
KARKAT: OH FUCK YOU.
KARKAT: YOU ARENT COOL EITHER.
JADE: true, but at least i don’t go around pretending i am
KANAYA: Karkat Shes Right
KANAYA: You Would Be So Much Cooler If You Stopped Trying So Hard
KANAYA: Watching You Is A Little Pathetic
KARKAT: I HATE YOU ALL.
Jade just laughs and gives Karkat an affectionate whack on the back as she goes to set the now finished Latte of Death on the pick-up counter. He grumbles and steps on her toes as he moves past her to the register, serving the next undercaffeinated customer.
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As soon as he steps foot through the door, he is totally regretting his life’s decisions. Scanning the room, it is as he feared: The Girl is there, laughing with Karkat and, surprisingly, John. Dave does a double take. John and Karkat in the same room together? He’s surprised the place is still standing. Dave hopes that she - Jade, right? - has forgotten all about him and his massive uncool failure, but Karkat turns his head to see who’s at the door, and shit, the jig is up. It’s all over. He can pinpoint the exact moment Karkat realizes the power he has to turn around and ruin Dave’s life. He does not disappoint, nudging Jade and saying something barely audible to her. John perks up, looking over as well. Take a picture losers, it’ll last longer, Dave thinks sourly as John begins to wave.
JOHN: dave!!! it’s me, john!!
DAVE: wow really i hadnt noticed
He makes his way up to the counter, Rose in tow. He knows she’s watching all this go down with sharp amusement, feeling her beady little eyes on his back. John is sitting on the counter (to compensate for his shortness), and Karkat moves up to the register in front of them. Jade is nowhere to be seen.
KARKAT: HEY DAVE.
He gives Dave a shit-eating grin.
KARKAT: HAVE I INTRODUCED YOU TO MY FRIEND YET?
KARKAT: I THINK YOU’D REALLY LIKE HER.
KARKAT: YOU HAVEN’T MET BEFORE, RIGHT?
DAVE: no no i definitely havent she doesnt have a very memorable face no siree
DAVE: who is this person to have been deemed worthy of my acquaintance
DAVE: im a very busy guy karkat
DAVE: not a lot of time for trivial matters like consorting with coffee-making damsels
KARKAT: OH I’M SURE.
KARKAT: COME HERE, LOVE. OH SORRY, I MEAN LOVELY LADY.
The lady in question pokes her head out of the pantry, tilting it quizzically.
JADE: wait karkat are you talking to me
JADE: i mean uhh
JADE: yes?
KARKAT: I WANT YOU TO MEET SOMEONE.
KARKAT: THIS IS DAVE.
DAVE: sup
DAVE: nice to meet you
DAVE: definitely for the first time
JADE: uhhh yeah! likewise
Dave holds his hand out to shake, and Jade awkwardly slaps it like a high five. This is going great. Karkat looks ready to pass away from holding in hysterical laughter. In the background, John looks confused. This is not an unusual occurance, as John is often confused. It’s a fact of life at this point. Rose has ambled over to the display case and appears to be intently scrutinizing the goods.
DAVE: so uh
DAVE: john
DAVE: whatre you doing here
DAVE: are you a coffee connoisseur
DAVE: now are you fancy bitch or starbucks junkie
DAVE: i dont see you as either honestly but then again i didnt know you liked coffee at all
JOHN: no, i’m visiting my sister! jade.
JOHN: do you really not remember me ever talking about her?
JOHN: we’ve known eachother for what, 6 years?
JOHN: i even said something about it a couple days ago! i told you i would be busy because i would be helping her here.
DAVE: i have no recollection of this
DAVE: wheres the evidence egbert
KARKAT: I CALL BULLSHIT.
DAVE: surprise surprise
DAVE: im shocked
DAVE: flabbergasted even
DAVE: if i wasnt so young youd need to call life alert because i just had a heart attack
JADE: i know cpr!!
DAVE: impressive
DAVE: a woman of many talents
DAVE: i respect that
ROSE: So very feminist of you, Dave.
ROSE: Your progress is astounding.
JOHN: dave’s a feminist now?
JOHN: i think the lack of sun exposure on his eyes has somehow warped his brain.
DAVE: whats the problem guys theres nothing wrong with feminism
DAVE: i love feminism. i. love women?
KARKAT: ARE YOU SURE ABOUT THAT?
ROSE: Did something change in the last few minutes that I wasn’t aware of?
KARKAT: I SEEM TO RECALL DIFFERENT THINGS.
JOHN: i like women too.
John nods in a very serious manner. Dave can’t tell whether he’s actually serious or doing it for the bit. He doesn’t think he wants to know the answer
DAVE: im glad
DAVE: women really need to be liked and treasured
DAVE: anyway
DAVE: can i get a uhh
DAVE: latte
Karkat resumes his place at the register and ringing him up. Jade turns and starts making the espresso, and Dave steps back to let Rose order. He finds himself a seat at the bar counter next to John, resting his arms on it and talking about nothing in particular. He’s only half paying attention, watching Jade work from the relative privacy his shades offer.
A short while later, a latte is pushed across the counter to him. The frothy milk jiggles a bit as it stops, and he observes the expertly poured heart shape in the foam. When he looks up, Jade has already moved on to the next customer, laughing over her shoulder at something he can’t see.
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prompt: person b wants to use their laptop on the couch, but person a is occupying the space in their lap
set in a college au, edits by mod harley
Homework is usually not that hard to do for Jade. However, it becomes a lot harder when there’s a whole Dave Strider occupying her leg space. Despite the tall and lanky look he’s got about him, he’s quite heavy. He has taken the opportunity to somehow fit his whole body onto her legs. That’s a lot of Dave real estate. She’s beginning to regret choosing the couch instead of a proper desk. She’d thought it would be more fun, more casual, less stressful, but it turns out that if you leave the opportunity open, it will be seized.
“Dave. Get up.” She gives him a nice warning shove, hoping he’ll take the hint and get up so that she can write a lab report for her physics class. It shouldn’t take very long, but with Dave around distracting her, it’ll probably take longer than it usually does.
“Nah, I’m cool right here.” He doesn’t move, continuing to press buttons in some kind of order to make his video game character do a triple backflip. The digital crowd goes wild. “Your legs are surprisingly comfortable. Maybe I should do away with pillows entirely.”
She huffs a breath, giving him a Look that he can’t see. Or is ignoring. It’s hard to tell at this angle. “I will push you onto the floor if I have to.”
She gets no response except for the sound effects coming from the TV screen. After a few seconds of this, she uses both hands to push Dave off of her legs, immediately claiming the spot with her laptop and opening it up to her assignment. Dave makes an “oomph” sound as he hits the ground, his video game guy falling out of his current flip combo. The crowd boos, and the game over screen appears.
He stares up at her, mouth slightly open for a moment before he speaks. “Betrayal. I’ve been betrayed. I trusted you, Harley.” Dave continues to lay on the floor. Jade pretends not to notice, as it’s well deserved. Besides, he looks stupid down there. Serves him right.
“I told you I would. You shouldn’t be this surprised.” She shrugs, frowning at the blank document she has open. She could’ve sworn she’d written something during class to get started, but apparently not. “I was just taking back my valuable real estate, aka my legs.”
“So this is my villain origin story. This is the moment where the entire narrative changes, where I get stabbed in the back by the person that I trust and love dearly, where I decide to take the path of revenge instead of pursue the light of truth or something like that.”
Jade thinks that this is an overreaction. But then again, this is Dave. This is actually quite normal for him. However, she needs to get her work done, shenanigans aside!! It’s only fair. “You don’t want me to fail physics, do you?”
Dave pauses what she’s sure was the beginning of a drawn out monologue about all the ways that she just wronged him. She thinks that this is far too much time to contemplate a simple question. “Maybe it’s karma for the atrocious crime you just committed.”
Jade rolls her eyes. It definitely was NOT an atrocious crime. She was entirely justified in it. “If I use you as a table instead, will you shut up?”
He debates this option. An olive branch, if you will. After a moment, he gets up, but not without a grumble and a few quiet comments. She lifts up her laptop and he returns to his flopped position across her lap, and, as promised, she uses him as a table, finally able to start on that lab paper.
She calls this out as a customer leaves the cafe, peppermint mocha in hand. She fixes her shiny party hat, desperately trying to get it to sit somewhat straight. Unfortunately, it is a losing battle. Behind her, from the counter, John laughs and knocks it crooked again. In retaliation, she hits him with the counter rag.
JOHN: ew jade it’s wet!!!!!
JADE: shouldve thought about that before you committed hat crimes
JADE: if you arent doing anything helpful start stuffing invitations for me
She pushes a small bin full of paper and miscellaneous items over to him, which he starts digging through with a melodramatic sigh. She chooses to ignore it.
JOHN: who are we inviting?
JADE: uhhhhhh
JADE: karkat of course!
JADE: he hates over-the-top stuff and i want to watch him squirm
JADE: dave and rose
JADE: kanaya if shes not busy
JOHN: probably vriska too. she will 100% come after me if i don’t.
JOHN: i guarantee that i’ll get a text that says “John, why am I not inv8ted to your party???????? I thought we were friends.”
JOHN: and then she’ll show up anyway!
JOHN: because it’s vriska.
JADE: well see
JADE: roxy dirk jake. jane too!
JADE: itll be fun john!!!
JOHN: jade, the last time we had a party karkat set something on fire.
JADE: hush we dont talk about that
John holds up an invitation for her to inspect. Jade takes it and pretends to inspect the packaging, giving little hmmms every now and then. John feigns apprehension, watching her closely.
JADE: looks good!!!
JADE: just write their names on the outside and lick it shut
He makes a face, but proceeds, making an overdramatic noise of disgust as he licks the envelope.
JOHN: who’s this one for?
JADE: dave
JADE: i want to do karkats
JADE: i have something special planned for his :D
JOHN: whatever shenanigans you’ve got in store for him, i approve.
JOHN: as long as i don’t get caught in the crossfire.
JADE: yeah yeah sure
She waves away his comment, knowing she probably won’t make good on that promise. She’s learned to never pass up a chance to prank John. You never know when you’ll get another opportunity.
The door chimes. Jake and Roxy amble in, along with a big burst of cold air.
JAKE: Hey guys!
ROXY: whats up
JAKE: I am so chuffed about that new years party!
JOHN: uh yeah, me too. totally chuffed!
JOHN: whatever that means?
JAKE: You know, chuffed!
John rolls his eyes. Jake and Roxy take a seat at a table, turning their chairs to face the counter with a quiet thump. Jade continues wiping down the counters.
JADE: alright so
JADE: i need you boys to help me get the apartment ready
JADE: roxy, if you want to help thatd be appreciated but not expected of you!
JAKE: Yes ma’am.
ROXY: u got it!!
John makes a face at her at the prospect of having to go on a cleaning and organizing spree. Jade ignores it.
JADE: jake, can you help me clean?
JAKE: Aye aye, captain.
JADE: john you can start setting up the decorations
JOHN: yay!
JADE: dont get too excited, theres a lot
JOHN: oh. :(
ROXY: dw ill help you john
JOHN: thank you roxy! i knew someone around here appreciated me. nudge nudge, jade.
Jade rolls her eyes and puts the cleaning supplies away. She begins locking up as the other three go to stand by the door. They exit the cafe, met by the sharp December chill. Immediately, wind stings Jade’s face, and she hurriedly sticks her hands in her pockets.
After about ten minutes of walking in near silence, they’re in the lobby of their apartment building. John gets the honor of pressing the button to call the elevator down, and it is a rather quiet thirty seconds as it makes its way to the ground floor. It’s not usually this quiet for them, but Jade supposes that everyone’s got something or other on their minds. The elevator dings, they step in and John once again presses the button for the fourth floor. When they were younger they used to fight about it, but now Jade just lets him do it. It’s for enrichment purposes, she figures.
ROXY: so guys how many people are you inviting
JADE: uhhh
JADE: karkat dave rose…
JADE: plus whoever else they want to bring
JOHN: vriska :/
JADE: so about 6 other people!
JAKE: Quite the shebang, then.
JADE: hopefully, yeah! i think its going to be really fun :D
JAKE: Well, if we want to finish doing everything by tomorrow night, wed better get cracking. Onwards!
The elevator dings and releases them onto the fourth floor. Jake has such enthusiasm in his step that he could almost be skipping if he really tried. If Jade had known that all it took was the prospect of a “shebang” to get him this psyched about cleaning, she would’ve been using it to her advantage long ago. Jade pulls out her keys with a jingle and searches through them for a moment, singling out the one for the apartment and slotting it into the lock with a click and a twist. Pushing the door open, she lets the others in and kicks her shoes off after them. John has led the others into the kitchen, where they’re all standing rather awkwardly.
JADE: lemme grab the decorations
Jake gives her a mock salute as she passes, and she ducks into the closet in the hall, grabbing the box of decorations she’s been slowly building up over time. It’s an awkward, hefty box, and she lets out an oomph as she picks it up and carries it into the kitchen, setting it down with a heavy thud on the counter. John makes a face and beckons Roxy over. They each pick up one end and lug it out of the kitchen.
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"You're shitting me." Karkat watched as Roxy scrolled down her Facebook newsfeed; she paused on a selfie of her and Jane from a year ago, revived from the annals of time by Dave liking it. She clicked like for good measure.
"Nope, I am sooo serious right now." He gave her a look, and she met it with a grin. "Your moody face is not going to change my mind, I haven't seen Janey or Dirk in ages! Not to mention Dave and Jade."
He frowned. "Jane I'll concede, but you saw Dave three days ago. "
She closed her laptop. "For like half an hour. Anyway, what's the big deal, we're all gonna be getting together anyway, why not just start a bit earlier??"
this is a gift for my FAV PERSON nathaylee :333 sooo i started writing this literally over half a year ago because i was like hMMM it's nearly nat's birthday wouldn't it be cool if i wrote her a thing with her fav pairings... then like all my best plans i just never finished it hahha, and i'm only rly posting it now because i'm probs not going to do anything more on it. so um... happy late/early birthday?? :D
Terezi glared down at the counter, stirring her coffee with loud clinks of spoon against ceramic as the radio cheerfully blasted music at her.
Behind her, she heard a click, and the music stopped. There was a scrape of metal frying pan on the gas stove as Dave went back to frying eggs. “Nothing good on in the morning,” he said.
She smiled into her coffee cup.
There was a comfortable silence, broken only by the sizzling eggs. Terezi took a long exaggerated slurp of coffee. “Did Karkat leave a note when he left this morning?”
“Oh, yeah,” Dave said. “He’ll be back for a few minutes after lunch, but then I think he’s gone for the rest of the day. Asshole’s got himself tangled up in Sollux’s tech gig tomorrow, it’s gonna be fucking wild.”
Terezi snorted. “Dear god. And what are you doing today?”
He scraped at the frying pan, then tossed the scoop on the counter, turning off the stove with a click. “I was gonna hang out with Jade for a bit.”
A grin spread across Terezi’s face. “Hang out?”
“Hang out,” he repeated defensively.
“And maybe eat food together?”
“There might be food, that’s a thing people do.”
“That’s a thing people do on dates. Are you going on a date, Dave?”
“Uh... Maybe.” Terezi burst out laughing. “No, seriously, I don’t even fucking know.”
“You are adorably incompetent,” she informed him. “Did you ask her or did she?”
“She suggested it.”
“Did she use the words ‘go out’?”
“Yeah.”
Terezi rolled her eyes. “Why are we even having this conversation. Give me my eggs already, they’re probably getting cold.”
Dave slopped a pile of wet tomato-y eggs onto her plate. “So you think Jade’s poly?”
Terezi shrugged. “She knows about us.” She shoveled a forkful of eggs into her mouth. “Just ask her,” she said, “talk to her, that’s ‘a thing people do’.”
“Right,” Dave muttered, going back to the stove. He cracked another egg into the frying pan. “Karkat’s making breakfast for the rest of this week after he’s done being a bigshot camera man.”
“Definitely,” Terezi said, accepting the change of subject. “Besides,” she grinned, “if I wanted more undercooked eggs I could just make them myself.”
“At least I didn’t set the kitchen on fire,” he retorted.
