#mocha & atlas

[mochablogger]

I present that @moonmxple, @fizzycereal, @haiamkai, @blairdrawzstuff, @winterwrxter and @maxphilippa have the honor of being the first ever doodle drawn in Sketchbook

Congratulations <33

[perenlop]

oh goddamn it castor has more siffrinisms

[noctis-tempore]

The scientist stared up at the ceiling, sitting in his chair. It was quiet in the lab, everyone had already left for the night and it was just him. He wasn’t quite sure himself why he was staying there still, he usually went home at this hour. But it wouldn’t be the first time he spent the night at the lab by himself. A small exhausted groan pushed past his lips, stretching his back. Hands find way to his hair that was tied up neatly and let loose.

Atlas was never the kind of guy to put his emotions out on display, not anymore at least. Most viewed him as cold-hearted, blunt, and strictly logical. A brutal and scarred man who had long eliminated his feelings as he destroyed those who stood in his way. In most ways they were right. He was in fact brutal and brutalized. It had stunted his showcase of emotions that everyone around him seemed so proudly to show off. He feels numb to most events, no matter how gorey or bloody they might be.

Those same people who call him a heartless monster fail to see the true reason on why the lab exists, on why he does anything that he does. He’s driven by pure emotion, fascination, and desire to understand life. Though his methods may seem cruel, it’s all he could ever see. 

“How disgustingly human of me.” Atlas muttered, rubbing his eyes. 

writing taglist: @raincxtter @haliyamori @tiredsleep

[pupsmailbox]

MOTH︰BUTTERFLY ID PACK

NAMES ⌇　acantha.　adela.　adley.　aetheria.　aiden.　ainsley.　alis.　allison.　amos.　angle.　ankova.　antler.　apollo.　apple.　arches.　arden.　argent.　ari.　aruna.　ashworth.　aspen.　asteria.　astralyn.　atlas.　barberry.　bay.　bee.　belina.　bellamy.　belle.　blair.　blake.　blossom.　bright.　brighton.　bryn.　butter.　butterfleigh.　butterfly.　cadi.　cai.　calesia.　cali.　canary.　carson.　cayana.　chai.　cherry.　chouko.　cinnabar.　cistus.　clancy.　clifden.　cloud.　clover.　cosmia.　crimson.　daisy.　dakota.　december.　dewick.　dorian.　dot.　dusk.　dust.　eclipse.　eilira.　eilliot.　ellison.　elnora.　emerald.　ermina.　ermine.　esmerelda.　esther.　evelyn.　evern.　falena.　fern.　finley.　fisher.　flora.　fly.　flynn.　forest.　fox.　foxglove.　galatea.　galium.　garnet.　ghost.　ginny.　greta.　grey.　haden.　haven.　hawk.　haworth.　hayden.　heath.　herald.　hesperia.　holli.　hollis.　isabella.　ismeria.　isola.　jael.　jayden.　jersey.　july.　june.　juniper.　juno.　kahli.　kai.　karran.　karson.　kentish.　kimko.　kit.　kori.　lace.　lackey.　langmaid.　lepida.　light.　luca.　lucy.　luna.　lunar.　malam.　maple.　march.　mariposa.　marlow.　marrow.　mars.　may.　micah.　mirza.　mocha.　molie.　monroe.　moth.　mothra.　mothy.　nettle.　november.　oak.　ocaria.　oleander.　opal.　palmyra.　paru.　parvaneh.　peach.　pearl.　pepper.　pine.　pinion.　plume.　poppy.　psyche.　quinn.　reed.　reid.　rekoa.　remi.　riband.　ricki.　robin.　rose.　rosy.　rowan.　ruby.　rufous.　sable.　saffron.　saga.　saige.　scarlet.　scotch.　sibylla.　silver.　skyler.　sula.　swift.　tara.　tate.　tatum.　tawny.　tera.　thora.　tiger.　una.　vanessa.　violet.　virginia.　weaver.　winter.　wren.　yara.　zephyr.　zephyra.　zion.　zoumi.

PRONOUNS ⌇　admir/admiral.　ant/antenna.　anten/antenna.　antler/antler.　apple/apple.　blood/blood.　blue/blue.　bu/butterfly.　bug/bug.　butter/butterfly.　carpet/carpet.　chalk/chalk.　cherry/cherrie.　chrysalis/chrysali.　clear/clearwing.　cloud/cloud.　cocoo/cocoon.　cocoon/cocoon.　dagger/dagger.　dark/dark.　dew/dew.　dot/dot.　dusk/dusk.　dust/dust.　erm/ermine.　eye/eye.　flame/flame.　flap/flap.　flow/flower.　flu/fluttflutter.　fluff/fluff.　fluff/luff.　flutter/flutter.　fly/fly.　forest/forest.　fri/fritillary.　frit/fritillery.　goat/goat.　gold/gold.　hair/hairstreak.　hawk/hawk.　hawk/hawkmoth.　heart/heart.　hide/hide.　hook/hook.　in/insect.　insect/insect.　lace/lace.　lamp/lamp.　leaf/leaf.　lepidoptera/lepidoptera.　light/light.　lu/luna.　luna/luna.　lunar/lunar.　maple/maple.　mo/monarch.　mo/moth.　mocha/mocha.　moon/moon.　mor/morpho.　moth/moth.　nec/nectar.　night/night.　night/night.　nocturnal/nocturnal.　noct/nocturnal.　oak/oak.　plume/plume.　reed/reed.　riph/ripheu.　rose/rose.　sallow/sallow.　shark/shark.　sil/silk.　silk/silk.　small/small.　snout/snout.　squeak/squeak.　squeak/squeaker.　stripe/stripe.　sul/sulphur.　swa/swallow.　swa/tail.　swall/swallowtail.　swift/swift.　tiny/tiny.　tuss/tussock.　wax/waxe.　wing/wing.　☁️ . ⭐️ . 🌕 . 💡 . 🦋 .

[bloob-art]

Amber Isle Commission for @grungemeow

Mocha with Atlas~~~ Had a great time with this!! Gave me a chance to practice more with the style too~ Love how they both came out

[help-an-alter]

Hi! Hi! Guess who's back?

Three fragments this time, needs names, pronouns and maybe some comfort stuff!

Themes for them :

01. Skulls , mice , skeletons , dark blue , greys , tired , stars , contrast — masc or neu

02. Red , fluffiness , cats , alternative fashion , pride , loudness — fem or neu

03. Light brown , rabbits , wings , feather and fur , hiding , calmness , serene — neu

Thank you!

- 🦋🐛

names:

lunar, stellar, cadaver, zy, marrow, krell, bones, astarion, orion, atlas, sam, callum, cainus.

rouge, grimoire, rogue, scarlett, luna, caterrina, cherry, garnet, poppy, carmine, tamerlane.

cally, bun, serenity, olive, ellis, jordan, harper, harbor, theo, rhodes, vaughn, shiloh.

pronouns:

lun/lunar, star/starry, bone/bones, skull/skulls, bone/boneself, skull/skullself, crea/creature.

grim/grimoire, grim/grimself, feline/felineself, rouge/rougeself, scar/scarlett, crim/crimson.

fuzz/fuzzself, serene/sereneself, fern/fernself, bun/bunnyself, fawn/fawnself, mocha/mochaself.

things that may bring comfort:

stargazing, studying the stars, studying the human body, searching for bones, sketching anatomy, medical tv shows (BONES is about a forensic anthropologist! might like that.)

cultivating different playlists per subculture, studying alternative subcultures, volunteering for a cat shelter, studying pride events, karaoke.

forest walks, making tea, reading poetry, writing poetry, sewing, knitting, putting outfits together, taking care of wildlife.

[image id: red lace with a red bow in the middle.]

[jewlwpet]

Hypothetical Sanrio/ATLA collab

Sometimes for fun I like to play games of "If this franchise had a Sanrio collab, who would be paired with what character?" Today I decided to do it for ATLA, a cartoon that I rewatched recently.

Aang and Katara: Cinnomoroll and Mocha. Cinnamoroll is a flying puppy. Nothing could be more Aang than that. That's actually what gave me the idea for this in the first place. As for Mocha, she's Cinnamoroll's best friend (with some romantic tension between them) who is very kind, caring, and loyal, but also headstrong and has a temper--a lot like Katara.

Sokka: Hangyodon. Hangyodon is a water creature who loves to make people laugh, and also dreams of being a hero. Perfect for Sokka.

Toph: Kuromi! Kuromi is tough, stubborn, always stands up for herself and her friends, but not afraid to be hard on them when she feels they are in the wrong. She always tells it like it is. More recently she's become a symbol of individuality as she never lets society's expectations weigh her down.

Zuko: Retsuko. In season 1 she spends a lot of time trying to please her boss, but he's so unreasonable that she has to express her rage through death metal. Zuko could benefit a lot from an outlet like that.

Iroh: Umeya Zakkaten. She's a friendly old woman who loves tea and helps children with their problems. She and Iroh would be best friends.

Azula: Since Kuromi is already taken, I decided that Azula should be paired with Lloromannic, two mischievous imps who are Cinnamoroll's rivals.

Ty Lee: Chi Chai Monchan. A very agile and upbeat monkey character.

Mai: Gudetama the lazy egg. Their dispositions and their attitudes towards life are exactly the same.

[luvrsux]

𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒓

❝ 𝒄𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒆 ❞

other chapters

➠ ┊word count: 6k

➠ ┊characters: trafalgar law, perona {mentioned}, nami {mentioned}, robin {mentioned}, monkey d. luffy {mentioned}, portgas d. ace {mentioned}

➠ ┊cw: minor swearing, arguing

➠ ┊modern au !!

𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒑

❛ previously, you and Law shared a rather pleasurable moment in the music room by singing a duet. you were shocked by his amazing guitar-playing skills, as well as the fact that wasn’t the only talent he had tucked in his sleeve. you arrange more time to spend with the music boy and even obtain contact information. to cancel out the happiness it created, your mother, unfortunately, as you do chores for the beginning of your weekend… ❜

As ordered, you found yourself getting dressed to go into the autumn outdoors to “enjoy” your weekend by doing chores. There you wore a cream colored turtleneck paired with a black skirt. To cover the blistering wind from your legs, you shielded them with sheer black tights. Your soft hazelnut trench coat topped it all together. You initially wanted to hang out with the goth, pink headed girl; Perona. But, atlas, you were entering your car to find the nearest store to grab everything in one go.

It was rather early in the morning, around 8AM to be exact. Mid-way down the road you realized the kind of stores you’d been meaning to go to wouldn’t be open for another few hours. There was no turning back now, though. You were already in the city driving away and fully dressed but you then quickly considered the idea of lounging in a coffee shop until the hour came along to begin your shopping spree.

The streets of this familiar city were rather busy for it to be so early in the morning, but cities never rest, do they?

Traffic was blocking the streets like any other. You could’ve sworn you felt like jumping out the car to scold the dense drivers ahead with a shaken fist. You felt cleansed in relief when you pulled into the driveway of a random coffee shop.

“Some people deserve to get their license revoked” You hissed, slamming the door of your vehicle shut.

You heard the bells jingle above you by the populated coffee shop. Considering it was bright and early in the morning, the seats were filled. You laid eyes on a stranded empty seat like it was a rare sight.

“Welcome!” The cashier chirped. You immediately curved a smile on your lips, approaching the desk.

“Good morning” You replied. “Can I have a medium mocha? Oh, and a breakfast bagel” You smiled. As the words slipped your mouth, you could feel your mouth water. You watched the cashier tap on the computer screen at the voice of your order.

“That’ll be… 5.95! Cash or card?”

“Card”

You tapped your debit card on the kiosk that had a substantial amount of money for your food, and also your purchases for the errands to come. Your mother made sure to send you money from her own pocket and a decent amount to be certain everything was paid for.

The cafe was rather big, but it was no shocker considering this was the city so money funded the building as much as possible. As you waited for your order, you sat a two person table on your own. Arguably, it was rather ironic but it was better than invading a strangers booth or seating. To pass time, you pulled out your phone and get captivated in it until your name was called for your purchase.

“Trafalgar Law?”

A familiar name made your head perk up. Granted, the pronunciation of his name was sort of butchered by whomever spoke his name but you still flickered your eyes around to find your newfound friend from the other day. The amount of people made it hard to pin point the grunge boy before he walked straight toward the front desk.

“Thanks” You heard him say, grabbing a coffee and a bag that might’ve contained food for his morning hunger. You watched him sit in his own seat, which was almost across the building from where you were.

It made it hard for Law to notice you, mainly from the fact his eyes were glued to his jet black phone you were all too familiar with. He had a fitted black crewneck and dark colored jeans, nicely paired with boots. You peered your eyes to a black, leather jacket sluggishly laid out on the cushioned seat beside him.

You abruptly pulled your body out of your seat to analyze his table, which was empty other than the presence of his own. He had a steel colored laptop before him as well as a cracked open text book, scattered with papers. He immediately got back to work on his laptop, the clicking sounds being muffled out by the chatter from the people surrounding you. Law took a single sip of his lidded coffee cup, not taking his eyes off the screen for a moment.

You took it upon yourself to feel welcome to him now that you two were now at least acquaintances. Law didn’t notice your presence while you were approaching the table. All of a sudden, your nerves took advantage of you and caused your heart to thump out of your chest as you watched Law’s figure get closer and closer as each step crept closer to his booth. Law hadn’t acknowledged your presence until you placed a hand right by his fast, typing fingers.

“Crazy how we keep bumping into each other in places” You saw Law form a smile and relax his tense body from his computer.

“You mean that both figuratively or literally?” He asked as he focused his eyes on you situating on the seat in front of him. He folded his arms.

“Oh, shut up” You giggled, stripping off your warm trench coat.

“It’s the weekend, why are you working you, weirdo?” You asked curiously. Law sighed and eyed his illuminated computer screen. You immediately sensed a snarky remark from knowing the tan boy this long

“Sorry that I’m a medical student and care about my career,” He remarked jokingly, which he realized that it frequently got a rise out of you.

“Yeah, yeah whatever no need to brag”

Law replied with a careless shrug before taking another swig of his own drink. He exhaled in delight.

“Well, you are distracting me” He informed. Law wasn’t entirely wrong, you did just show up uninvited to his booth during his study time. He looked completely focused deeply on that computer that sat in between the two of you. In your eyes, you did him a favor by pulling his deep trance away from his hypnotized state. You thought he’d stay in the cafe wide awake for 24 whole hours. It was bad enough that his eyes gave away that he had a bad sleep schedule from the pure darkness of them.

“Doesn’t really sound like you’re complaining, Traffy”

“I’ll have you thrown out, believe me”

You laughed in his face while he tried to maintain a straight one. You heard him gently shut his computer, giving it a break from however long it’s been on for. You assumed it’s been on longer than you’ve in been there.

“Since you want to put your nose into my weekend plans, how about you? What are you up to?” He asked curiously. You calmed your miniature fit of laughter.

“I have errands to run for today”

“Oh, but I’m the weirdo? How hypocritical, (F/N)-ya”

“Shut up, you're still a weirdo”

You threw an isolated napkin that lay on the table right at him. He chuckled and peeled it off his body. It swayed and drifted down to his lap at a slow pace before he grabbed his hand around it.

“That might leave a bruise, ouch” He teased, setting the loose paper down by where it initially was.

“Have you already started or are you procrastinating?” He asked, crinkling open his tan bag that held a glazed donut.

“I’m not procrastinating. I’m just waiting for the stores to open. I got a little hungry” You rested your chin in your palm. Law nodded as he chewed hungrily on his donut. Some of the flakes sprinkled on the table in front.

“(F/N) (L/N)?” Your name echoed throughout the building. You both looked at the employee that pushed your items on the pick-up counter. You sighed, getting ready to grab your things before Law halted you with a single hand.

“Thank me later”

He set his bitten treat on the same bag before sliding his body to grab your things for you. You admired his kind gesture, wondering why he even wanted to do that for you in the first place. It seemed like he reassured the person guarding your items that he was grabbing them for you when they realized he wasn’t the customer they initially called for. He had a smug grin once he held both items in hand to deliver them to you.

“What did I do to deserve ‘delivery man’ Law?” You asked, immediately taking a few sips from your cold mocha drink. You felt the ice-cold, caffeinated beverage course down your esophagus.

“Oh, sorry I only got up because I needed a break from your annoying voice” He replied with that same grin that always ticked you off. You were ready to toss your drink, which you barely drank from, at his smug face.

You choked on your drink before you tried to angrily say some back. Law watched with laughter while you coughed out a lung.

“Ass… hole!” You breathed. His laughter eventually became contagious and you couldn’t help yourself.

“I hope you choke on your donut”

“And miss out on laughing at that dumb face? Don’t make me cry” He smoothly said. You just averted eye contact while crinkling open your breakfast and chomping away at it.

“In all honesty, I don’t need to study as much so if you’re willing…” Law slouched in the cushioned chair. “I wouldn’t mind helping you with your errands. Maybe I can help you not bump into other people”

Your cheeks lightly glowed with pink. You realized that he actually offered to spend more time with you for the rest of the day, knowing it could take a few hours of this bright Saturday. Not to mention him nicely delivering your food knowing that you were fully capable of getting it for yourself.

“Shut up” You replied at his last remark. “But I could use the help, I suppose”

Law nodded happily at your confirmation—but here was an opportunity you couldn’t shake away.

“Sounds like you’re obsessed with me, Traffy” You sang. You saw Law finally twitch an eyelid.

“I can quickly change my mind, dumbass”

・❥・

Every aisle you went to was unproductive and filled with bickering. Ever since you tagged Law along, all you did was annoy the dark-haired boy and he reciprocated just as easily, if not more. Out of the dozen upon dozens of items on the list your mother entrusted you with, you only gathered a handful. Law was heavily distracting you, despite the fact he offered a helping hand. It seemed like he was giving you a taste of your own medicine back at the city’s coffee spot.

Your hand grabbed a bottle of painkillers you’d usually have tucked in your house. Law peered over your shoulder and you could feel his judgmental eyes pierce through your very soul.

“I don’t think you should get that one” His remark made you groan, feeling every urge to throw the item on his face.

“And why not, Law?” You asked, but you couldn’t care less considering you were dropping the item in your cart despite his warning.

“Well, it’s awfully expensive for starters,” He picked up a duplicate model to eye the small text on the labeling. “Especially when these ingredients can cause more pain than not” Law mumbled the ingredients that were read on the bottle. To you, they were practically hieroglyphics but to Law, it was completely fluent to him. His intelligent eyes trailed to any other painkiller brands that were safer. You watch his hands grope around a bottle you weren’t quite familiar with.

“Here, this one is better” Law threw the bottle into your metal shopping cart, tossing the previous bottle on the floor carelessly. The sound upon impact echoed in the isle.

“Law! Don’t be so rude!” You scurried to pick up the bottle that crashed on the cold, white floor by Law’s hands. You placed it where you found it and glared at him.

“What’s with you? You’ll get us kicked out” Your statement made Law chuckle and push your cart away to fetch the next set of items like he didn’t hear a single word you were scolding at him.

“Hey! I’m talking to you!” You scolded, chasing the boy down—who stole your cart of lingering items.

“What’s next, (F/N)-ya?” He asked. Your grouchy attitude lightly dulled while you pulled out a folded piece of paper.

“Toilet paper” You grumbled, pushing the taller boy away to stroll your own cart with your own hands. He let out a familiar chuckle once again.

Upon arriving in the aisle, you glazed each row to find the familiar brand you, once again, use frequently. Law made it to the very end of the aisle to help you search, hands tucked into his pockets while he trailed his eye’s similarly to yours.

You hadn’t realized the vast amount of money each pack cost. You were slightly anxious if you’d even be able to afford everything with these skyrocketing prices.

“Hey, catch!”

You heard down the very aisle you were lost in. Your head quickly turned to see a flying pack of toilet paper shooting straight to your face. After freezing for a few moments, your arms moved on their own to catch the package despite it almost slipping from your grasp. You glared a the human canon that shot the soft pack of toilet paper.

“Warn me next time, you moron!” You scolded. At this point, you felt like you were a tired mother with a reckless, immature toddler following you around on your tail.

Law approached you, hand tapping your shoulder smoothly as he made his merry way to the cart.

“I did”

That is all he said. You regretted accepting him to help you along. You pondered if it was really worth it, discarding his rude and teasing actions. To your surprise, you realize that Law was, in fact, a pleasure to have beside you. Granted, he’d get on every trillion nerve you had in your body but you enjoyed the company. Each individual time your mother hounded you outdoors to grab items, you were bored and awkward being on your own. Now, you felt like Law changed your point of view—not only on him but also shopping. Law didn’t feel any different as well. With every moment being around you, whether it was teasing you or helping you, he always grew a smile. Law traced back to the coffee shop scene and came to terms that he’d rather be here paired with you than drowning in his own studies. It was merely something about you that was drawn to, but he couldn’t quite pinpoint what it was.

You were approaching your last few items on the list. As time progressed, more people came to flood the aisles of the store. You were worried the last few items would be out of stock from the sheer amount of people coming in. It was the weekend, after all. As for you and Law, the bickering began to die down and you two shared nice small talk, paired with actual cooperation, throughout the shopping spree.

“Alright, we just need a little bit of groceries and we’re done!” You exclaimed, turning your body away from the cart to eye the folded paper. Law smiled at your excitement.

“Then let’s hurry up” He wrapped his hands around the bright-colored handle of the cart and began to rest his arms on it while he escorted it to the produce area, giving you a break.

While you had your eyes set on finding the items carefully, Law just mindlessly followed you until he was given an order from you—this was your job he was only helping you with after all.

“Right, cereal” You finally said. Law turned his head, biting his lip to scan any brands in sight for the infamous breakfast item.

“We’re definitely not in the cereal section, (F/N)-ya” His statement made you aware of your surroundings. You were in the middle of the aisle which had nothing but seasonings and other culinary ingredients. Your cheeks flared out of embarrassment

“But I could be wrong” Law turned his head towards you with that iconic grin. You replied with an eye roll to search for the desired item outside of the current aisle you were unwontedly in.

You finally spotted the aisle you longed for. A plethora of cereal went down the entire aisle ahead of you. You gleamed and immediately ran to search for your favorite, which you and your mother shared. Taste buds truly are hereditary.

Your hands snatched the box. It was none other than a flavor totally doused in sugar and sweetness, with nothing remotely healthy about it. Law crept behind you, once again, to scan the box. His gaze was identical to the one he gave you back at the medicine aisle.

“That one? It’s nothing but sugar and a guaranteed toothache” He placed a sassy hand on his hip, watching you snap behind him. You shoved the box into his chest since he was now in charge of the cart.

“I get it you’re a soon-to-be-doctor, but I don’t need your input. Breakfast is supposed to be good, not boring” You strut your body away from him. He stayed silent, minus a minor grumble, and dropped the box with the rest of the items.

You felt your stomach roar from your creeping hunger. The breakfast sandwich from this morning didn’t last very long before you needed a refuel.

“Hungry?” Law said beside you. You sighed.

“Very. The last thing is bread so I guess I can make us sandwiches back home-“

“I’d rather starve”

Law’s remark caught you by surprise from how quickly he replied, and his distasteful face—like you said the most vile words on Earth.

“Jeez, my cooking isn’t that bad” You folded your arms and kept your legs moving toward the last item.

“It’s not that. I just don’t like bread”

“How can you not like bread?”

“Firstly, it’s dry. Why would you willingly eat something so dry? Secondly, it’s bland. See a pattern here? Nothing delectable about that ball of yeast” Law rambled on and on about the absolute disgust of a simple food item. You smiled in amusement as he went on a tangent about it. You completely forgot that this was bread, of all things, from the burning hatred tone he had while he rambled about it.

“Doctors say it’s healthy” You teased.

“This doctor says it’s disgusting. End of story” Law pushed the cart in front, speeding ahead. He was tired of the bread conversation, but yet it unlocked a new thing for you to tease him about. You internally thanked him for just a kind gift.

You grabbed a loaf of bread and tossed it into the metal cart, thus concluding your shopping spree. You placed your hands on your hips with a smile, eyeing each item in pride.

“We did it! We can finally leave” You exclaimed.

Law pushed the car towards the area where everyone paid for their belongings to exit the facility, the place where it was most populated. You could tell he was getting antsy, probably due to the sudden mass population built in the store.

“Let’s pay first” He smiled.

He lent you a hand by setting each individual item on the belt of the cashier. The bagger looked like he hated every moment of his job while he scanned your items as well as you every so often when you and Law would make teasing remarks to each other.

You analyzed the total of each item that was now tucked into plastic bags. Law was too busy putting the bags in the same cart that once carried the bare items to this point.

“Everything’s bagged. I’m gonna grab something to drink really fast, though” Law spoke, immediately speed-walking to the nearby mini fridges filled with crisp beverages

The baggers' eyes sliced through you menacingly, most passionately between you and Law whenever you two conversed. There was nothing romantic, but a stranger could assume you were a couple—which he seemingly found distasteful.

“Card declined” He coldly hissed after you retracted your card away. You were taken back, and also completely embarrassed.

“Are you… sure? I could’ve sworn I had the money. Is your computer working?” You tried to de-escalate your own embarrassment as much as you can. It didn’t make it any better that he looked like he wanted to throw you out the door himself.

“Lady, I work here? I think I know when someone’s too broke to afford something” He snapped. You felt your fists clench and your brows furrow.

“Excuse me? You work at a literal supermarket”

“And yet I can afford everything on here. So are you gonna think of a new payment method or get out?”

You couldn’t believe this guy. At this point, you wondered if your luck only attracted rude guys, aside from Law. You didn’t see a point in arguing which it’ll only make a bigger scene and have you leave empty-handed. Not to mention a lecture from your mother if you were to come home empty-handed and have zero confidence to defend yourself. You scrambled in your purse to find anything to cover the rest of the purchase but left with nothing.

“I don’t think I have anything to cover-“

“Then get out. Don’t waste my time, I’ve been here long enough”

Your hand was still tucked into your purse that matched your outfit while you stared at the cashier with menacing, all while defeated, eyes. He looked completely unfazed.

“Do I need to repeat myself-''

His voice was cut off by a firm hand being placed on his shoulder. It was your so-called "knight in shining armor" with a crisp cold drink in his fingers. You could faintly see a strong indent buried in his uniform, meaning that Law gripped him pretty roughly.

‘Not again…’

“Real big talk for a thin loser like you” He sneered. Law tucked his toned hand, which once cut off the circulation of the angsty employee into his pocket, and immediately tossed single dollars in his workspace carelessly. It was roughly a few dollars or less, nothing remotely close to the initial total.

“That satisfies you enough?”

The cashier's mean, cold expression collapsed by Law’s actions. Without letting the “prideful” staff member reply, Law happily struts out of the cart towards the exit. You watched with an agape mouth. The entire fiasco reminded you of the gas station incident and you starting to pick up on a pattern. A question still lingered in your head; Why was he protecting you?

None of it mattered, at least at that moment, since Law pulled your body with a remaining hand to leave the building.

“This is the second time you basically stole from a place” You nervously giggled, afraid security would detain either of you, but nothing. You managed to leave the facility and meet with the early afternoon breeze.

“Trust me, I’ve committed far worse” He grinned. You felt slightly intimidated.

“Like?”

“I don’t wanna traumatize your heart, (F/N)-ya. Sorry not sorry”

You playfully smacked his shoulder, despite it having quite the force. Law chuckled, feeling the ragged cart ride along the pavement on the way to your vehicle. The process of lugging the items into your trunk was oddly silent. Law’s new information about him made you question more about him and his “hobbies”.

“Why do you keep… Y’know?”

Your sudden voice startled Law ever so slightly. He leaned his body on the now empty cart with his broad hands. He raised a brow.

“What?”

You smiled sheepishly. It was undeniable that you were flattered by his two “shining armor” moments, but you were unable to comprehend why he did it.

“Why do you keep defending me? Breaking the law twice for me?” You asked. Law paused.

He honestly didn’t know exactly why, he just knew there was something about you that he was drawn to. He himself didn’t know why he felt this strong attraction towards you, and in all honesty—it annoyed him. He never felt this way about anyone. The constant need to make sure they’re alright, or safe. The pleasurable feeling of being around them while accompanied by the despair feelings when the time shared between them would conclude. He could only think of one blatant answer.

“Because I like you”

Those words stunned you completely. He admired your state for a few seconds before pushing the cart away to enter your car. You were left there with more questions you had in your head than before.

‘He what?’ ‘It’s only been a couple days’ ‘What was so special?’ ‘Did I cast a spell on him or something?’ ‘Wait did he mean that like… he like likes you?’ ‘No way’ ‘Get in the damn car, (F/N). You look like an idiot'

You scurried to the driver's side, not intending to mention anything about what he said. Law seemed to telepathically share your intentions and started a random conversation as if nothing happened. But it bugged you. How he could go on and on in an out-of-the-blue conversation like his statement didn’t completely break you. Your cheeks felt piping from pure embarrassment, while also being completely flustered. Law did notice but just simply refused to say anything.

He couldn’t deny that his words stunned his own self, ironically enough. Sitting by your passenger side window, his face was covered in red tints of blush while he conversed with you. At first glance, you’d think he was talking to the passenger window with the way his body was turned. He gracefully thanked your eyes for being focused on the road instead of his vulnerable state.

“Where to next?” Law finally asked, now that his face completely settled down. You gave him one quick glance.

“My place?” You offered. You didn’t exactly mean to invite Law into your home again so soon, but the extra set of hands to luggage the items into your home is an opportunity you weren’t going to let go to waste.

“Again? I feel honored” His remark gave him a nice whack on his arm to shut up him up.

“I just need help putting everything away and I’m dropping you off… wherever” As soon as you replied, you realized that Law wasn’t going to be the only person arriving at someone’s sacred home. Law tensed up.

“I think I can walk. After I, not to brag, saved your spine the other day I realized your place isn’t far from mine” Law replied.

He wasn’t entirely truthful, though. It was a small town, sure. But Law’s place was a hefty walk away from yours, no different than the walk you attempted to take the course back at Robin’s. You didn’t know that, though. You decided to take his word for it.

“Are you sure? I was going to compensate you for gas money but I’ll gladly negotiate” You giggled, your own statement reminding you of your dear friend Nami. Law formed a smile.

“So you’re robbing my pockets after your embarrassment at the store?”

“Shut up! Never mind, have fun on your walk” You huffed, birthing a fit of laughter out of the raven boy.

・❥・

“Nice place you got” Law whistled, turning on his heels to scan the entire vicinity of your home and its aesthetically pleasing decor. You hadn’t eyed him a bit considering you were too busy bringing unpaid items inside.

“Yeah, but y’know what’s even nicer?” You dropped the tan bags on the floor by your kitchen island making the thumping sound echo in the room. Law separated his eyes from the neatly decorated room to lay them upon you.

“Hm?”

“If you help bring in the bags”

Law rolled his eyes like an angsty pre-teen before turning his body to do as you ordered. As soon as his figure exited the opened door, you couldn’t stop yourself from releasing an amused giggle.

You two shuffled around the house to put everything away. Law was a great helper, to say the least. He was in charge of putting away the non-consumable items in their appropriate places while you did the same with the consumable items. You two were finished before you knew it.

Law met you back on that same marbled table in your kitchen with his arms pressed against the table. His tattoos reflected off the shiny tabletop. He gazed at your back while you prepared the two of you some sort of snack to tame your hunger a smidge.

During your preparation, and usual, you hummed a song as some sort of stim. You humming or softly singing was completely normal for you considering the vast amount of times you do it for absolutely anything, but this time, in particular, was different—at least to Law.

The song harmoniously coming from you was the same song you two shared back in the music room. Law immediately noticed, but then again how could he not? He was gazing at you and his eyes were practically glued onto you, so the melody seeped through his ears easier than a knife cutting butter.

“I see you enjoyed our little performance yesterday” He finally grinned. His voice sent a slight shiver down your spine.

“You do play really nice, I can’t lie” You smiled.

You turned your body to present a bowl of assorted fruits, stemming from your mother's lovingly sweet snack from the other day. You clinked the bowl on the marbled table and Law didn’t hesitate to pick off a berry in it.

“I saw your band practice on 'Piratesgram'. You have quite the group, Traffy” You popped a berry into your own mouth while you stood on the other side of the island. You caught a glimpse of Law twitching his brow at the rather annoying nickname you gave him, according to him.

“Yeah, but they’re a bunch of morons sometimes. Especially Shachi and Penguin, don’t get me started” Law rolled his eyes, keeping them on the fresh fruit calling to him while he mercilessly devoured one by the second.

“How so? Hey, leave some for me!” You jerked the bowl away from Law’s grubby hands that were vacuuming the fruits. It quickly reminded you of Luffy and his void appetite.

“All they do is laugh, argue, and be loud. It takes forever for us to actually begin playing” Law explained, popping the ones that he had secretly stored in his hand and into his mouth.

“But I’d be lying if I said they sucked at playing” Law dumped the remaining fruits into his mouth after his sentence. You replied with an understanding hum.

“Who are they to you?” You asked curiously. Law replied with yet another tense pause. You began to notice that Law had a side to him that he seemingly didn’t want you to know about, not yet at least.

“I hate it say it, but brothers. They’re practically brothers to me” He sighed, joking about the first half of his statement. “I didn’t have the best childhood growing up, but they made it a tad more bearable. But they’re only human, and can only do so much. Probably why I only have those two idiots and no one else…” He explained. That teasing, smug demeanor shifted to a more stone-cold, serious one. Your heart stung out of pure empathy.

The room echoed off Law’s buzzing. ‘Of course, he’s the kind of guy to have his phone silenced’ You internally teased. Law exhaled and slipped his phone out to find out who disrupted the moment he shared with you.

“Speaking of the devils, they’re about to raid my residence” He dramatically remarked. His words forced a giggle out of you.

“Is that your queue to leave?”

“Unfortunately…”

Law tucked his phone into his pocket and dusted off his calloused palms that left fruit residue on them. The leather jacket he once had wrapped around his body made a comeback as he draped it on his shoulders.

“I’ll see you at school, (F/N)-ya” He exhaled after slithering his toned arms through the sleeves.

“I had a lot of fun” You randomly blurted out. Law heard the porcelain bowl make contact with the marbled table top before you parted your body with it. You spoke your truth to comfort Law after his heartfelt conversation. You knew he had baggage he hasn’t gotten over and it pained you to see it, for whatever odd reason. You hoped your words would soothe him and at least make his day a little better.

“I did too,” Law said lowly. As you stood right before his eyes, he felt himself get lost in a small trance in your eyes. You noticed a smidge of blush appearing on his cheeks.

“Y’know, people are going to think you’re weird” Law grew a grin on his tanned cheeks.

“What? Why?”

“Because you’ve been hanging out with the “out-law” tattooed boy instead of your jock best bud” Law reminded.

While he was right, you didn’t have a care in the world for Law’s rather “intimidating” nature. Sure, a student having tattoos scattered all over their body could be seen as a threat but you knew who Law was. He wasn’t a monster like how people's clouded view would like to put it. You knew the Trafalgar Law that liked playing the guitar, helping you with errands, and an odd choice of coffee at cafes. Underneath that cold blanket was just a boy that never really got that sense of warmth from the cruel world surrounding him. You liked that about yourself. The fact you knew you understood him more than anyone else.

“Well, those guys don’t know you like I do, 'kay? The “out-lawed” boy I know has a soft spot for sweet things like fruit and is always willing to help certain people” You smiled. Your hand comfortably caressed the side of his shoulder.

Law was stunned and quiet, but nothing like his tensed-like demeanor when he’d stump into a serious conversation regarding his past. It was the love-struck kind of stunned. His once lightly tinted cheeks grew a couple shades brighter. Law felt his hands slowly inch towards you to hold you in some sort of tight embrace. He didn’t know what he wanted to do, his flustered mind shielded his common sense. His movement seemed antsy and needy like he needed something. Like he needed to do something more intimate you in a way. A kiss immediately flashed his mind when he realized his sudden urges, not to mention your lips presented before him.

“And that same tattooed boy is now blushing because he knows I’m right” You teased, gazing upon his flustered face as if it was most mesmerizing to you.

“Shut up,” He said out of embarrassment. He pushed passed you, almost regretting it, and continued to make his way out the door. His sudden shove gave you a millisecond of deja vu. The realization that he was now embarrassingly flustered by your words only made his body flare up more. All he could hear were your cheerful giggles.

“See ya at school, Traffy~!” You sang, widely waving your arm as Law sped and walked away from your entire home premises. You saw Law’s tattooed middle finger bid you farewell before he left your field of vision.

You shut your door after waving a flustered Law goodbye. Your entire facade collapsed once you were secluded and alone. Immediately, you collapsed your knees to the cold hardwood floor and repeated Law’s words in your brain, hoping this was just a fantasy.

“Because I like you…”

You buried your head into your own arms. Your face grew piping hot the more his voice echoed in your brain like it was said in a deep cave. You didn’t believe him, not at all. You felt nice around him but he was still Law. There was no way a pair-up like you two could work out, you thought. But your feelings said otherwise. As much as you were confused about them, it didn’t change the fact they contradicted your standpoint.

“What if I like him too…”

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✎ ❝ another fic in one day!!!??? LOLLL i hope you enjoyed! i did just post a nsfw ace x reader fic because i absolutely adore him soso much! sorry for going mia yesterday, i wanted to post i really did but i realized i was so behind on works. now i have not ONE but TWO FANFICS COOKINGGGGG i’m so excited to post them. a small hint is that *one* of the themes used for it is going to be a somewhat series of different characters (๑•̀∀- )و (if that makes any sense LOLL) but all i have left to say is THANK YOU FOR THE SUPPORT MWA MWA MWA ♥️♥️♥️ stay sweet my luvies!!!❞

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[rosie-b]

find the words game

I've been tagged in a new writers' game!! For this one, we're given specific words to find in our wips/fics, share the section they appear in, and pass it on!

from @mostmagical we have:

brush (from an upcoming section of my BB fic, Centuries Overdue)

Alix wandered over to the kitchen, brushing past Alya and Marinette without a word. Oh, shit, was she mad at them? Was she going to use her magic to go back and record Marinette’s misbegotten mocha order and stream it to all of Paris, solidifying her shame forever??

Marinette wished she’d kept her glance through the deceptive café windows much shorter and left before the scary bunny had had the chance to jumpscare her.

crumble (from the same wip)

I have told myself that I ought to be relieved, as the other Mages are, that at last the Darkness is vanquished. For a time, I fooled myself into thinking that I was!

But as all lies ever must do, this one I told Myself crumbled, leaving more Pain in its wake than it had initially hidden.

light (also from Centuries Overdue! you guys are getting so many sneak peeks lol)

There is something wild growing in the Darkness; when I close my Eyes I can feel it growing. It is a most disturbing Feeling, and one I am not alone in noticing. The Mages of Tikki and Plagg have felt it also, and have noted its Growth. It cares not for the Moon, nor the Stars, nor the Sun, but its Presence continues to spread unchecked at all times. 

I fear if we do not find its cause ere the spring festivals’ start, it will prove too powerful to be Destroyed, and so I have made it my business to uncover its Secrets. This Darkening is surely a sign of a stronger, more sinister Magic, and I fear that there are things darker and still more guileful to come of it. I must make all Haste to prevent its growth, which is why I must journey to the edges of Light, to the place where my parents died…

and from @monpetitchattriste:

love (back to Centuries Overdue for this one)

There is talk of a Darkness in Venice. And again, a Darkness in the Dolomites, and in Scotland at the Loch Ness, and still more Talk about nearly every place I have visited in my years as a Mage and as a boy with my parents. Still no reported Darkness in the Harz, and none in Paris yet, and still it is clear that the Danger is not shrinking but burgeoning.

Time, like a Candle too well loved, is growing shorter, and soon it will run out entirely. I must make my Attack before it is too late.

years (also from Centuries Overdue :D)

There were perhaps twenty to thirty books on the shelf, with two-thirds of them being written by Adrien’s parents and the last third being written by Adrien himself. The time during which the journals were written spanned from the years just before the French Revolution to 1810, just before the end of the Napoleonic Wars. They all seemed to be travelogues detailing the Agrestes’ long journeys to various historical and legendary locations in Europe as they evaded the worst of the fighting, met different groups of people, and moved on to new adventures.

It all seemed normal enough until Marinette noticed a passage describing a magic ritual done under the full moon in striking detail. Even then, she assumed it was just some forgotten tradition, not an example of true belief in magic. But as she skimmed through the rest of Emilie and Gabriel’s journals, she realized that each of them truly believed in magic, and so did the people they met. Even the places the Agrestes journeyed to were all associated with magic through legend or myth.

And last but not least, never (had to use one replacement word, it’s from my ATLA wip)

“It’s Sokka!” His soulmate scowled at him, and Zuko knew that if his hands weren’t currently chained to the wall, he’d be crossing them like a petulant child.

Zuko scowled back. “It doesn’t matter. Once I get back home, I’m handing you over to my father, and he will be in charge of dealing with you. After three years, I will finally be free of your shadow. I’ll never have to know your Southern peasant name, because I’ll never see you again.”

Thanks so much for tagging me, guys!!

I will tag (though I might be retagging idk I hope not) @aidanchaser, @miabrown007, @fragileizywriting, @lady-de-mon-coeur, and anyone who sees this and wants to join in <3

Your words are: dream, fold, heart

Reserve words: sigh, cold, eyes

[sporadictimetravelgarden]

ATLA characters favorite cafe drinks

aang: unsweetened iced green tea. very chill, very nice, almost always brings one of his pets with him, and doesn’t mind at all when we all lose our minds over how freaking cute appa (the dog) and momo (the cat) are. appa will come with a leash, but he brings momo in a baby carriage, and its just as cute as you think it is. during his can’t-stop-won’t-stop-sleep-is-for-the-weak phase he orders a black coffee, takes a sip, and cries. he switches to lattes until he learns to sleep again.

katara: iced coffee with brown sugar syrup in the summer, hot caramel macchiato in the winter. she always asks for a water with whatever she drinks bc hydrate or diedrate.

sokka: he simply does not have a favorite and/or usual. one day he’ll come in and order an iced mocha made with heavy cream. another day he’ll just order an earl grey and have it refilled every couple hours. he’s that one college kid in the corner on his laptop for almost as long as my shift. one time i ended up in a ten minute conversation with him about the industrial revolution or something that only ended when i realized i suddenly had a line to deal with.

toph: i don’t know her favorite, but i know that one time she ordered water, no ice, with whipped cream. i’m sure she appreciates the fact that its been months and i still think of that interaction.

suki: brown sugar oat milk shaken espresso. sometimes she comes in and gets drinks for the rest of the kyoshi warriors but she’s so nice and tips so i don’t mind making the like twelve beverages with various alternative milks she orders.

zuko: pre-redemption? cold brew with three shots of espresso and no water and no ice. i fear him, i worry for him, and he’s the reason i checked the legal limit of caffeine i’m able to give to customers. if he dies young i’ll feel partially responsible, but he’s kind of a dick, so maybe not. post-redemption? extra hot herbal tea with honey. he asks me to put it in the microwave to make it hotter. i still fear him, but in a different way. 

azula: a cortado. she is the only person in my four years of barista-ing who has ever ordered it, and the only reason i know what tf that is.

[noctis-tempore]

“Look at how different we were in the past!”

“You’re still the same insufferable prince I know.”

“And you’re still the same old prick I know too.”

art taglist: @artemislosthunter @mx-kamisato @fluffyspookychicken @seyvrnnn @raincxtter @tiredsleep @haliyamori

[chromatic-lamina]

Chapter 1068 — She blinded me with science

Okay, I loved Stussy from the start and she continues to win my heart:

CP0 have invaded Egghead Island, and find themselves at the end (or cold front) of a non-meeting so chilly that Kaku fancies himself a cup of tea (it is also snowing).

We're reminded, from Shaka, I think, that G-14 is near by, so we're bound to see Smoker, Tashigi, (Doll) and Mocha again this arc. Not to mention Akainu's daughter.

CPO are having none of it and infiltrate (or invade, really) and Kaku launches into the sky to check out the upper reaches of the island.

Stussy's got prior knowledge of the system, but doesn't let anyone know until Kaku's

born the brunt of the beam. Rob Lucci's deadpan, "You should really mention this kind of thing beforehand," and a dusty Kaku letting Stussy know he's none too pleased.

"Well, at least you're not chilly anymore, right? <3" She's got a point.

The Atlas Vegapunk comes charging along. I thought the "Dr. Atlas! <3" was Stussy at first. Was it? It might be, as it seems to be speech tic to end her sentences with <3. So I guess she's as Southern Hospitality sweet as a madam running her brothel. Atlas. Shaka warned you.

Rob Lucci in zoan form! Oof. Poor Atlas.

Then look who comes in to witness or breeze past the carnage! Luffy and the Pigeon Guy got history. Gonna add Bonney's current supernova as luggage fate to another post. And are y'all excited about this?

First of all, Sentomau! I've always been interested in him (wish he'd been the her I first thought he was). And they're the seraphim we've seen: Boa Hancock, Mihawk and Jinbei. All of the shichibukai have animal themes, don't they? Crocodile, Gecko, Bear, Flamingo (?) and let's hope for an S-Seal or an S-Snow Leopard!

And did Kuma receive a call from Vegapunk, or is it a connection with S-Bear that has him launching himself to Egghead Arc (unless he's actually on his way to save Law, heh). Bonney obviously hasn't been a drawcard, for whatever reason, but maybe her being out cold triggered something.

King's wings. I'm sure we're gonna get a deeper flashback for both him and Kaidou (and maybe Big Mom), considering how involved, willingly or not, they are in the MADS experiments at Punk Hazard, and that King's DNA (and that of the shichibukai) is being used to create the seraphim (at least, I think so). AND

All of these panels.

1st. Luffy obviously doesn't talk all that much with Robin or Law, or their paths just don't connect when CP0 are lurking around.

2nd. They obviously didn't come across Jinbei's path at Wano.

3rd. RIP Izou. I guess that Nami and Usopp witnessed you saving them from the Beast Pirates, but not the interaction with CP0, right? And apart from Nami and Usopp, did any of the other Straw Hats have much of an interaction with him? They all knew O-Kiku. What a waste of a character's potential. Ah.

4th. Not might, but I guess Luffy didn't catch sight of the guy that interrupted his fight with Kaidou (I can't remember), and even if he did, didn't make the connection with CP0.

Anyway, I'm glad that the betrayed CP9 members are back, but I really did want to see more, feel more, of the menace of the Dressrosa/Wano CPO. Loved their designs. And I guess that Nico Robin is fair game again!

[bookishlydazed]

book update while I'm on here. I am slowing making my way thought The Song of Achilles and I am looking it just as mochas the first time if not more. I also just finished Husband Material and posted my review. for my next read I'm thinking of The Atlas Six by Olivia Blake to The Poppy War by R.F.Kuang but idk yet. Please let me know which one I should read I need help

[outofthiisworld]

@mechahero said: 16 and 24! -> from Munday Meme

👽// heeheehoo :3c thank you mocha hoohoo -blows you a kiss- 💝

16. Favorite Trope?

24. What about your muse are you most proud of?

mmmnnrrr I would say how far they’ve developed in such a short amount of time (they’re about? A year old I want to say. They’re fairly new!) Ophelia's first iteration was much more stoic, serious, and intense— a woman of few words. She had more doll-joint motifs versus the lil cosmic nightmare schtick going on now (still need to get weirder with her design but we're getting there). Doc wasn't even the same character from the jump— at first he was gonna be this best friend type that would show Ophelia the ropes on Earth, maybe they knew each other before ATLAS or he stumbled upon her crashing on Earth. That didn't last too long though, cause him being not only an older character but also directly tied with ATLAS made better narrative sense. When I realized I wanted to rp with them, that’s when i started to think what would be the most fun for others to bounce off of so that shaped their personalities— no doubt I’ll refine them more as time goes on, but at the moment I’m pretty pleased 💕

[lord-angelfish]

4, 9 and 13

(You may have gotten these already but I'm too lazy to check sorry)

hi Atlas <3 (WHY do I always want to call you Mocha here. this is very confusing to me. You do seem like a mocha actually. I think you're a peppermint mocha.)

which cryptyd being do you believe in?

I did actually answer that one here; I haven't put any particular thought into it but the kraken seems to be the most logical one to believe exists.

which do you prefer, hot coffee or cold coffee?

this one was actually also answered (here), but suffice to say that I only like coffee with sugar cold, and I cannot be assed to make myself cold coffee, so at home it's usually warm. I do like hot peppermint mochas tho, that's like the one hot coffee drink I like with sugar.

when was the last time you ate?

I think it was like at eleven this morning, but I can't remember. Oh wait no I had an energy bar a few hours ago!

thank you for asking :) <3

weirder asks

[agentdarcylewis]

Tag Game!!! - tagged by @twinkboimler :)

3 ships you like: Zuko/Katara (ATLA), Usagi/Mamoru (SM), and Spock/Kirk (ST)

First Ship: Hmm….Probably something like Katara/Aang (ATLA). I’m not sure.

Last Song: Currently listening to Halcyon by Yoasobi, which was my top song of the year a few years ago. (By the time I finished this, I had moved onto Forever and Always featuring. Owl City, lol.)

Favorite Childhood Book: I really liked reading D'Aulaires' Book of Greek Myths as a kid, which probably explains a lot now. And I loved The Tales of the Frog Princess series, especially Once Upon a Curse.

Currently Reading: Mermaids Never Drown: Tales to Dive For, which is a YA short story collection.

Currently Watching: Kind of following along with Dungeon Meshi when I can. Mostly lots of YouTube.

Currently Consuming: Just had some water :)

Currently Craving: Maybe an iced coffee? I usually drink mochas and the like.

Tagged: All my mutuals!!! :D