#mango fuzz

[margoshamangolord]

woah!!!! oh wow

[margoshamangolord]

EVERYONE LOOK!!!!! NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GO SHOW SOME LOVE TO THIS AMAZING ARTIST YOOO

gift art for @margoshrmargoshing that i forgot to post here a while ago!

[hungryhyena]

idk what happened but up until like 3 weeka ago i Did Not Like cherries. cherry flavored stuff yeah, but any time i tried an actual cherry of any kind i thought it was gross

but then sprouts had samples and suddenly i Really Liked cherries. ive had like. 4 pounds of em since then asdfss

this happened last yr with plums... something has changed chemically in my brain. turned on the Enjoys Stonefruit gene

ive always hated peaches n apricots, maybe i should try em again...

maraschino cherries are still gross tho

[newkatzkafe2023]

How about a Female humanoid King Kong Y/N? The Wukongs stumble upon her island and they meet her (You can full in the rest of the storyline)

BIG GORILLA🦍 small monkey🐒

(Lmk Wukong) He was flying home from Mk's when he came across your island. And Since This is somewhere he'd never been till before he went to explore. It's seems to be an ordinary island so far Until he found that someone lives here. He found you eating a mango by the beach and his first thoughts were Giant pretty Gorilla Women😍💛. He had got your attention when he chirped at you while His tail was practically a propeller giving you heart eyes. Meanwhile You're wondering where did this tiny peach fuzz monkey come from? And where did he get so much armor?

(MKR Wukong) The group came across your home to make camp. Although he gets a bad feeling about this place but of course, the monk tells him their not too much to worry about and that they're only staying for the night. But of course, they got attacked by those skull island creatures, and for once he's not sure how to handle it until the skull creature was quickly crushed by a gorilla female AKA you. The pilgrims were dumbfounded by this, and Fruity was curious as we let out a roar of victory. As for Wukong, well, he now knows what wedding bells sound like❤️‍🔥👰‍♀🤵‍♂️💍💒🔔.

(HIB Wukong) You met him when he was looking for his child. You see Silly girl went missing one morning and Wukong went slightly insane looking for her. Luier and Pigsy were on a search for her as well and then they the 3 males heard giggling. And that when they found you as they find the baby girl climbing on our back. You found her by the river during a bath And you didn't want her to fall in so you Monitored and entertained her until you can find her parents Or at least a nearby village to put her in. But you met Wukong and Luier and pigsy, Wukong thought He was gonna have to throw hands with you but He smelled similar to the child you found And you put two and two together and you were quick to give silly girl to him. Which surprised them but silly girl cried not wanting you to leave and because of how gently you handle Silly girl well He Don't necessarily want you to leave so soon either😉🧡

(NR Wukong) His Jaw was touching the floor😲 He was coming home from the bar one night when he found you just minding your business. Now, this guy has been around for an annoyingly long time, and he has never seen anything like you. On one hand, you're a giant gorilla who could probably level the neighborhood, but on the other hand, you're a hot woman who smells very single. And He wouldn't mind if you put him in a crater Meanwhile, you're like great, another drunk scrub coming to Holler at you, but for some reason, you don't seem to mind this one🩷

(Netflix Wukong) Now he knows he's never seen you before. He was exploring when he came Across your island and was shocked to see you napping in a tree. But you were HUGE!!! And if he were to come to you when he was mortal then he would have certainly been killed. And while he was trying to pull himself together you woke up. With one eye open , you observe the little monkey he reminded you of an uncordinated child And he smells like he has no family. You groaned to get his attention as you came down your tree to hug him🫂 which surprised him Aren't you upset that he technically Broke and entered into your home?and why is their tears rolling down his face?

FEEL FREE TO REBLOG🦍

[mindiemakes]

:D!

It is currently 6:17 pm

I feel like im very much an apricot or a peach

Carrot cake or some sort of mango ice cream

I feel like I would be a warm spring day with a slight breeze, though I prefer the weather and vibes of fall

I want nothing more in the world than a capybara. They're my favorite animal and I wanna feed it little oranges and take it swimming!

I wanna ask every single one of my mutuals these questions so I’ll just post them for everybody to answer & provide their reasoning in the tags!

What time of day specifically are you? (Ie: 2:37)

What fruit/vegetable are you?

What dessert are you?

What type of weather are you? (Ie: warm rain)

If you could own any animal without it harming the animal or the environment, what animal would you choose?

[sticktopia]

Happy Accidents (RocketPrincess AU)

When a drunken one-night stand leaves Mango with an accidental pregnancy, he has to figure out how to keep his secret safe. Turns out, it's easier said than done when the baby's other parent is literally his boss.

⚠️Warnings: Implied sexual content & Drinking⚠️

Chapter 1

“What do you mean party?” Mango looked up from the blueprints strewn across his desk. One of the various grey employees was standing in front of him, bouncing excitedly.

“A party! Celebrating the ten year anniversary of the company! Are you going to be there?” The stick asked again. Mango chuckled a bit.

“I dunno Stormi. I’ve only been with the company for a few years. Do I really deserve to be part of something like that?” Mango asked as he looked through his blueprints again.

“Oh come on Mango! Everyone’s going! Even boss man’s gonna be there!” Mango paused as he heard that. Victim was going to be there? That made Mango feel nervous. Victim was the CEO of the company. Everyone he’s met so far has told him that Vic is cold and merciless. Though Mango had never met the man himself, he believed their words. The people he spoke to have worked with the company for years after all. Some even when the company first started. It was only reasonable to listen to them.

“I mean, it’s the ten year anniversary for their company. Why wouldn’t they be there?” Mango chuckled as he wrote a few notes down.

“True. But still! I know you’re not much of a party guy, but at least come for a little bit. Please?” Stormi begged. Mango arched his brow as he watched the stick.

“I guess I could go for formality…” Mango muttered as he put his pen and a blue print down. “I kinda am head of the tech department after all.”

“Yes!!! This is gonna be so fun!!!” Stormi cheered. “See ya then!”

And just like that, she was gone. Mango sighed and shook his head with a smile. Mango would never admit it, but he’d kind of become the workplace father. Of course, he didn’t mind the role. He always got the juiciest bits of gossip and the hottest of teas. But it could get a little distracting when he was trying to do his job. Another knock at the door caught his attention. Looking up, Mango could see Agent Smith standing at the door. Mango quickly stood straighter and prouder. His hand found their perch in his hips as he spoke.

“And to what do I owe the pleasure?” Mango asked with a small smirk. Smith removed his sunglasses, revealing his bright cyan eyes.

“Good afternoon Mr Tango.” The agent said formally. “I came to ask if you can fix my glasses. Ballista decided it would be fun to tamper with them, and now I can’t see the holograms.”

Smith handed the sunglasses towards Mango, who gingerly took them and looked them over. As he studied the sunglasses, he then decided to ask the head Agent about the party as well.

“So, I assume you’re going to be at the 10 year anniversary celebration later this evening?” Mango asked as he looked at the frame of the glasses.

“Unfortunately, I will not be able to attend. I have another very important mission to carry out. Thus why I need my glasses repaired immediately.”

“Ah. Shame.” Mango said as he looked back up. “Do you mind if I put the glasses on? It will help me figure out the problem.”

“Whatever you need to do.” Mango placed the glasses on and Smith activated the hologram connected to his arm. True to form, Mango could not see the hologram clearly. It was merely a blue fuzz. Mango hummed and tapped the glasses, opening settings, playing with the sensors and trying to get them to work better.

“What did Ballista even do to these things?”

“They took my glasses while I was in the shower. And they did… something. According to Hazzard, Ballisa started “bouncing off the walls” before the glasses flew off and hit the wall.” Smith explained.

“Hit the wall?” Mango took the glasses off and sat in his chair. Mango grabbed a magnifying glass and held it above the corner of the glasses. Sure enough, the sensors were cracked. Mango hummed as he put the magnifying glass down.

“The sensor’s lens is cracked. Those will need to be replaced.” Mango said as he handed the glasses back to Smith. “You’ll have to take those to Asher. They’re better at that kind of precision work.”

“Ah, thank you Mr Tango.” Smith said. As they turned to leave, Mango spoke up.

“It’s Mango.” Smith paused and half turned back to the technician. “No need for Mr Tango, remember? Just call me Mango, please.”

“Ah, yes. Pardon my mistake. See you around, Mango.” And with that, Smith was gone. Mango hummed as he watched the agent leave. He sure was an interesting specimen.

**********

Mango stood against the wall, cup in hand as he watched the party go. It was less wild than he thought it’d be. But it was still loud and there was LOTS of drinking. Hell, even Mango decided to drink a bit. Just to keep him from leaving too early.

“Mr Tango.” The tall stick’s head lazily turned to his left. A much shorter stick stood next to him. Though Mango was slightly drunk, he noticed the stick standing next to him to be the one and only CEO of Rocket Corp, Mango was nearly shocked sober as he recognized the man.

“U-uh. Yes sir?” Mango kicked himself for stuttering. Let alone being nervous. He needed to calm down. The hollowhead eyed the much taller stick slightly before letting off a small smirk.

“It is nice to meet you sir. I have been looking for an opportunity to speak to you in person but as this company’s CEO, I have been quite busy and held up.” Victim said with their hand extended. Mango looks at the hollowhead’s hand before clearing his throat and discreetly wiping the sweat from his hand.

“It’s nice to meet you too sir.” Mango said as he shook the CEO’s hand. Vic nodded once as they leaned against the wall with Mango.

“You have been on my radar for some time now. I hear you have been moving up the ranks at a rapid pace.” Victim said as they took a sip of their drink.

“Ah, not really sir. I just-“

“You started as an intern and quickly became head of your department in three years. That is nothing to sneeze at. You are an interesting specimen Mr Tango.” Victim said. Mango chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck.

“Please, just call me Mango. No need for the formalities. It makes me feel old.” Mango chuckled as he placed his cup on the table nearby. Victim hummed as they did the same.

“No one has ever asked that of me. Yes, I think I will do that. Thank you Mr Mango.” Victim chuckled.

“Ah, yeah.” Mango chuckled as he watched the hollowhead. Maybe it was because Mango was a little more than tipsy, but he wasn’t as nervous anymore. The CEO wasn’t nearly as terrifying as everyone had made them out to be.

“Well, I must go now. It was very nice meeting you Mr Mango. I hope to meet you on more occasions.” Vic said as they grabbed a cup and began walking away. Mango chuckled as he grabbed his cup and took a sip. But he stopped when his taste buds were showered with a sweet carbonated taste. Mango paused and looked at the cup.

“Cider? I didn’t realize there was some.” Mango mumbled as he looked at the now empty table. Wait, if that was cider, then where was his cup of beer? Realization set in.

“Crap.” Mango sighed as he went to look for his boss. He then heard a shout from nearby. Following the sound, he found a small crowd of confused and almost horrified workers. Being much taller than nearly everyone there, Mango was able to see into the middle. The boss was standing on a table cheering about how they’re proud of everyone for working so hard for the last ten years. It was a strange sight for everyone there to see. Their normally reserved and stoic boss was acting so friendly and extroverted it made them feel uncomfortable.

“Where’s their right hand man?”

“We need Agent Smith!”

“He went on a mission! He’s not here!”

“What do we do?!”

“Who gave the boss alcohol?!”

Mango facepalmed. Of course this had to happen. Well, Mango was responsible for that mess, so he may as well take care of it.

“Uh, ‘scuse me guys.” Mango said as he walked towards the middle of the crowd. The employees created a path for the much taller man. Mango got to the middle and placed a hand on Vic’s shoulder.

“Boss-“

“Ah! Mango my man!” Vic hopped off the table and hooked an arm around Mango’s neck, pulling the taller stick down to their level. “You, you are the most interesting! I like you! You work hard and you move faster than everyone here! Yes yes, you are… What do the youngsters call it? You slay!” There was a collective groan from the younger ones in the crowd. Mango sighed and swept the shorter hollow head into his arms. Vic gasped as he did. Once they realized their predicament, they chuckled.

“Ha. Look at you, you’re bold Mango.” Mango shook his head.

“Creators-sorry everyone! They took my cup by mistake! I'll take them to their room.” Mango announced to the crowd, and with that, Mango left the room, princess carrying the drunken CEO the entire way.

“Heh, you really are bold Mango. Look at you. So fine lookin’ and, and crazy.” Victim giggled as they leaned into Mango’s shoulders. Mango couldn’t help but blush a bit.

“Sir please-“

“Ah. Don’t call me that.” Vic huffed as they traced Mango’s chin with their finger. Mango flinched slightly at the touch, but shook it off nonetheless. Vic chuckled and kissed Mango’s neck, causing the taller stick to nearly drop his boss.

“S-sir!”

“You were always my favorite Mango~” The boss purred. “You’re so cool. Covered in soot and sweat when you work. Like you are a character from one of those Japanese cartoons.”

Mango was flustered. Was this really what his boss thought of him? Mango ignored the drunk hollowhead’s flirty demeanor and the kisses on his neck. That was easy. Ignoring the tightness of his pants however, was not. Soon, Mango reached the boss’ personal quarters. He sighed in relief as the door automatically opened for him.

“Oooo~ who’s room is this~? Is it yours~?” Victim purred as they continued to leave bites and hickeys on the left side of Mango’s neck. Mango kept quiet as he approached the bed. Mango sighed as he laid the hollowhead down.

“Alright, you shou-ACK!” Mango yelped as the hollowhead suddenly grabbed him. The next thing Mango knew, Victim was sitting on his waist and pinning Mango’s wrists on either side of his head. Mango stuttered as Vic looked down at him with hungry and foggy eyes.

“You are one of the most interesting employees to ever step foot in this company. Maybe I should reward you for that~” Victim whispered as they leaned down and kissed Mango. The taller stick was too stunned to do much. The alcohol fogged his common sense and his heart was thumping in his chest. Mango knew this was wrong, making out with his boss. But he couldn’t help it.

Mango needed more.

**********

When Mango awoke the next morning, his whole body felt sore and his brain felt very heavy. It took the orange stick all his energy to just sit up. What time was it? Where was he? What ha-

Mango heard someone groan and shift in the bed next to him. Looking over, Mango’s eyes widened in horror as he saw the familiar grey hollowhead. Mango then looked around the room. Both the men’s clothes were haphazardly tossed around the room. Looking at himself, Mango was completely nude. And so was his boss. Memories of last night then flooded Mango’s brain. His horror and anxiety spiked as he remembered every last thing.

“Oh shit Mango you fucked up!” Mango said as he carefully hopped out of the bed. Mango grabbed his clothes and put them on as quietly as he possibly could, pausing every time his boss shifted or groaned. Once Mango had his clothes on, he made his escape. Carefully, to make sure he didn’t get caught exiting the boss’ room. The last thing he needed were people starting rumors about him and the boss.

That’d be hell.

(Chapter 1)-Chapter 2

[momentokori]

Random Rai and micha family interaction ideas

Little Mari micha and Rai all sitting on the beach of their new home (since they moved a lot before their dad got a massive injury during navy work)

and micha claims he can climb the top of a tree and get the mangos from it for everyone only to give Rai a rash since she was allergic to the sap on the skin (the inside is fine for her just the fuzz is bad) and they had to take her to the doctor tough they peeled the mango later and she ate it as revenge

ok more sad ones

Mari and Rai get into an argument that ends in Rai getting hurt and so Mari quickly has to patch her up with the stuff in her room

micha admitting a ton of the bad things he’s done to Rai because he isn’t thinking right and says a lot of things he shouldn’t

Micha’s mom yelling at Rai for giving her stuff away saying she works too hard for her to waste her money like that and tells her to work her jobs for her if she wants to do that (she’ll sorta apologize later)

Micha’s dad expressing his disappointment over the fact that Rai doesn’t wanna go into the navy or anything and kinda just guilt trips her about it (he will actually apologize)

Giggles :3

Okay the thing with Rai having an allergy is so real now, it's basically canon now

Rai does argue a lot, she always ends up apologizing with favors and crying to them about how guilty she feels

Rai would definitely be scared of the things he's done, but she still cares for him and she knows he cares for her. She would have to take a little while to get used to being around him again

Rai hates getting yelled at, she always ends up crying and it makes her feel like a baby. But she can't explain anything because she just sounds sarcastic and rude

She'd feel bad and try to train for it in a way but end up seriously hurting herself due to just pushing herself too far

[pookapufferfish]

hi i will do all of them for you :3

1. First impression of me?

honestly i dont remember for sure for sure. i think i first like. was made aware of you via pansear-doodles' anon shenanigans, and at the time i kinda just perceived you as kinda like me, just a little teeny tiny blog doing stuff in the corner. which is why i think i was originally comfortable harassing you in your askbox so much!! and then i think i saw a post of yours with like several hundred notes and realized "oh wait no this guy is a big blog" and got a lot more intimidated of you but at that point i was too deep into the askbox harassment to stop lol

2. Current impression of me? (If it is different from first)

SILLY GUY!!! ONE OF MY BESTEST FRIENDS!!!!!!! :))))))))

3. Nicknames for me? (If you have any name you just call me for no reason, even stuff like "the pufferfish guy")

i kinda just call you pooka, though i refer to you as ray more often in my head lol. speaking of would you prefer if i called you ray more often? ive kinda just gotten used to saying pooka but i can refer to you as ray if you'd like that more

4. Favourite design of mine? (Canon scugs, ocs, any design)

i love your slugcat-sona. lemon. he's just so cute i love his overalls aghdjbnejjf

5. Any advice? (You wanna give me advice about anything. Art tips? Life advice? Perfect way to toast a sandwich?)

when in doubt. eat chocolate.

6. Food I remind you of?

mmmm. mango sorbet.

7. What height do you think I am?

hmmmmmmmmmmmm 5'8

8. What artwork of mine do you like a lot? (Could be your fav but asking for favs is hard sometimes)

the one coming to mind right now is the octonauts doodles you did a couple months ago :)

9. Animal I remind you of?

you're one of those really fluffy baby kittens to me. that just scamper all over the place and also melt into little piles of floof when they lay down

10. Give me a fun fact, if you want

um. uh. struggling to think of any right now...

potatoes are the objectively best vegetable out there and couple years ago i wrote a paper on why for my english class

Yay! Ardie answers!

lol, kinda glad you didn't see me as big, askbox shenanigans was fun

Yay besties!!

I am used to both names and like them both, feel free to use either. if you have preferred names feel free to tell me too

Adding a patch for you onto Lemon's overalls as we speak!

chocolate tasty

mango :)

You overestimate how tall i am

i should draw octonauts again... hmmm, for no reason, who do you like the most?

ball of fuzz time

you are correct

[bronzeandsage]

DWC 2024 - Day 7 - Peculiar/Theory

Flashes of red in the darkness floated through his vision. Swimming bits of light and fuzz in a familiar void at the edge of sleep. There was a kind of terror to it but a comfort as well, the familiarity that he knew from dreaming as a child. Or resting under a tree among the tall trees of Nagrand. The warmth of a hand on his chest and the clicking of tusks to tusks. Beautiful.

But it was getting warmer. The hand was gone. Hot breath on his skin growing stronger and less controlled. The red growing brighter and brighter until it was beyond uncomfortable. He needed to cover his eyes, which meant opening them.

A blue sky stretched far and wide carrying lazy white clouds and the wisp of hot breath mingled with dimming grains.

Grains? His eyes would blink faster as he looked up, focus slowly returning as he caught clearer sight of the clouds. Felt the heat of the sun far above him. The hot wind of the grasslands punishing bare ruined skin. Dirt under his fingernails.

"The hell?" Sevlaz heard himself croak, the words foreign to his ears and the empty echo around him. He did not want to do that again.

He would slowly trace the ground, the soil running beneath his fingertips as they brushed against coarse fibers that could only be high grasses of a field. The grass felt soft and brittle to his touch as if the sun had stripped it of any kind of moisture but it was too stubborn to just roll over and die. Apparently he could relate more than he thought as he let the idea sink in.

He should be dead.

Or was he dead?

If he was dead, then this could either be heaven or hell but the sun was far to bright to be either of them. Weakly his hand would come to his chest, just like a memory had before. He sat very still, letting his breath come by slow shallow means as he waited to feel. Something. Anything.

Thump.

Thump.

Thump thump.

It was beating.

"How?"

Sun above disappeared from his view as a shadow fell over him, his eyes desperate to focus on the source. A voice carrying the same weight and thickness came as the shadow stretched but dipped with the arrival of a face.

"Easy, friend."

Green skin. Dark hair. Red eyes. No. Not like his. They were red and orange, like a rising a sun. He'd seen that color a long time ago.

A hand would gently dip to cover his own hand, bearing scars and roughness much like his own. It gently squeezed his as the voice spoke again. "Just take a moment friend, help is on the way. You're safe."

He was safe. He was alive.

He'd survived.

@daily-writing-challenge

"200 gold, fucking robbery," Sevlaz grumbled as he stalked along the streets of Orgrimmar, having told Erik to give him some space while he tried to figure out what to do next. The fox had been adamant about being paid to which Sev had been all to happy to provide him with a half a crate of wrecked mangoes seeing as he had now become a 'primary investor'. Sans a crate and a coin purse, the thief had to figure out what to do next.

That damn cow had cost him way to much but had made it also very clear that he was going to be paying in pieces if he didn't get the damn job done for An'wei. Stealing from a house patriarch in the heart of Silvermoon was not the brightest choice, but when you're desperate and someone is willing to front you the first half of the fee it was hard to say no. With a groan, his hands would come up to rub vigorously at his face trying to clear his head.

He wanted to scream. It likely wouldn't have been out of place to do so given he was alone on the rampart looking out over Durotar.

"Could run," Sev muttered to himself as he began to search on his person for his clay pipe. "Could run south or across the sea. Not that hard to do. Hell heard about the dragon isles or that rock dwarf island. Lots of place Wei wouldn't find me."

The idea of this plot sounded better by the second as he imagined starting again on that island. Rumor was there was a bunch of fanatics underground worshiping a glowing rock and spider people all around. Money to be made for sure and easy to hide. Catch a boat, lay low and let the heat die down. Raincaller be looking for him but he'd not heard of him going much further than Tanaris or even across the great sea. Cow hated the water as far he knew.

"Yeah that's what I'll do-" There was a soft snap in his hand.

The pipe was cracked in half, bowl from stem with bits of silverleaf grain floating off into the wind.

Always with the grains.

His head fell just as the bits of clay fell from his hand into the air below to disappear over the ramparts of the great gate.

"Damn it."

He couldn't run. In more ways than one. This was supposed to be his second chance. Or seventh. Could one with this kind of reputation really keep count? Did he want too?

Chin raising he'd let his eyes close as he breathed in the dusty air, trying desperately to find some means of making this work without getting himself to dirty. Mind racing, imagination churning, and heart sinking into his stomach he knew very clearly what he needed.

A crew.

"Here we go again."

The words hung in his ears and in his heart before letting his out another deep breath and turning to head back into the city. He only had a week to figure this out and gather the right set of 'tools' to make it work. An'wei was only for promises.

A gentle desert breeze blew in behind him with a even softer reedy whine through the gables of the gate. The hot air would caress the back of his neck causing him to reach absently to shake off the bits of dirt that pelted him.

Grains of sand in the wind.

[margoshamangolord]

fursona!!! say hi to mango

( @a-myriad-eyes you wanted to see it!!)

[thearachive]

❝ and i don't know why i've been crying over you, ჼ  for the life of me, i wish that i knew.

≻────  𝒔 𝒑 𝒐 𝒏 𝒔 𝒐 𝒓 𝒔 .

⧼  . 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑖𝑐 .  ⧽

• ‎‎‎‎ ❛ counting sheep parts ❜  @ anthem .

≻────  𝒄 𝒓 𝒆 𝒅 𝒊 𝒕 𝒔 .

· · · 𝘨 𝘦 𝘯 𝘦 𝘵 𝘪 𝘤 𝘴 .

head - ceylon 3.1  @ lelutka .

lashes - ‘flutter’ @ void .

body - ‘ebody reborn’ @ reborn store .

hair - ‘esme’ @ angelic . + ‘L18’ @ barberyumyum . + ‘bangs set 2’ @ stealthic . [edited]

· · · 𝘤 𝘰 𝘴 𝘮 𝘦 𝘵 𝘪 𝘤 𝘴 .

eyeliner - ‘the hunt’ @ platinum .

blush - ‘imperfections’ @ reverie .

· · · 𝘢 𝘱 𝘱 𝘢 𝘳 𝘦 𝘭 .

top - ‘mango’ @ palette / the fifty .

shorts - ‘amore’ @ palette .

· · · 𝘢 𝘤 𝘤 𝘦 𝘴 𝘴 𝘰 𝘳 𝘪 𝘦 𝘴 .

pillow - ‘fruity fuzz pillow’ @ soapberry .

· · · 𝘴 𝘦 𝘵 .

pose - ‘anie’ [modified] @ sweet art / harajuku .

set pieces:

‘snacks & chill’ @ thor .

‘plush huggables’ & ‘hanami pals’ @ vespertine .

‘soft heart donuts’ @ vespertine .

‘innocent dreamer 2’ @ haikei .

‘cozy cat’ @ half-deer .

‘dreami bong’ @ cannabliss .

‘home theatre - otso beer can’ @ backbone .

‘potted monstera’ @ vespertine .

[junebugpoetry]

SEASONAL FRUITS - POEM

Sometimes, in the mirror, it seems like my hair resembles a mango tree. My flyaways look like peach fuzz, and my cheeks are plump like a tangerine. Brown-bodied women tumble down purple carpeted stairs, oots of belonging are exchanged as we sit out on garden chairs. Don’t forget from where you came, lick your fingers and be reminded of the taste. Blooming mango trees and laughing fits. Crystal waters and crimson gates. I wish I could’ve seen the look on your mother's face.To understand why you are the way you are. To feel the sense of connection you took away from me. Auntie says I’m as bold as the summer sun, that my hips must attract a special someone. The skin I wear is yet to tear, and I ‘deserve to have some fun.’ I’ll open myself up, and let a woman peel me like a papaya. l feed her cherries under a glistening moon. I hope when I’m older, I’ll find that I was able to climb to the top of a coconut tree, and pluck the fruits of my labour. Power lives within me. Justice is her roommate. I was always taught to think for myself. Raised by a flock of women of high proclaim. ‘An ignorant black woman is as good as lame, if you hate yourself, they win the game.’ I’ll work hard, I’ll be my best, and I hope that my daughter does the same.

[fashioneditswebsite]

Experts predict this organic hue to be popular next year. Pantone's 2025 Color of the Year is 'Mocha Mousse,' a subdued version of 2024's 'Peach Fuzz.' View this post on Instagram A post shared by Design Milk (@designmilk) The Pantone Color Institute, founded in 1999, analyzes global trends annually in entertainment, art, fashion, travel, and technology. They work together to select a color that embodies the spirit of the times and will resonate globally in the coming year. This year, they selected a light shade of brown. Leatrice Eiseman states that Mocha Mousse symbolizes comfort, wellness, and the joy of simple pleasures. The earth inspires the color (Pantone/PA) The tone is sophisticated and approachable, drawing inspiration from our simple surroundings. Cliff Bashforth of Colour Me Beautiful says this earthy brown shade brings comfort and stability, linking it to the natural world. Bouncing off the chocolate brown and burgundy trends this season, 'Mocha Mousse' is the perfect choice for transitioning into the new year. This lighter, whipped version of a classic is arguably even more straightforward to style throughout the seasons. The trending shade for 2025 appeared on red carpets, notably worn by Rita Ora at the EMAs in November. Rita Ora wore a light brown feathered gown to the EMA awards in November (Ian West/PA) In 2025, the 'it' shade emerged, notably worn by Rita Ora in a feathered Ashi Studio gown at the EMAs. With 'quiet luxury' and 'country club chic' being two of the biggest fashion trends in 2024, the light brown hue is ideally suited for styling wax jackets, riding boots, and Argyle knits, which are currently in vogue. View this post on Instagram A post shared by Luxury Fashion Guide (@luxury_fashionguide) "Mocha Mousse is a neutral shade that is versatile, understated, and stylish," explains Bashforth. "For autumn and winter outerwear, trench coats, leather jackets, suede jackets, and gilets are great options." The color aligns with the current fashion trend of investing in timeless classics. This neutral shade is ideal for pairing with bright accents or complementary hues. Due to growing environmental awareness, consumers increasingly favor durable, high-quality items in trendy, wearable colors."Buying less and wearing more is the way forward!" View this post on Instagram A post shared by A Style Set (@astyleset) Choose colors that complement earthy neutrals based on your hair and skin tones for the perfect wardrobe. Choose colors like aqua, sky blue, ivory, or dusty rose for a flattering look for light skin and eyes. The brown hue goes well with sky blue and other natural shades (Alamy/PA) Pair with burgundy, scarlet, lime green, or turquoise for darker hair and eyes.If you have warm undertones, Bashforth suggests balancing Mocha Mousse with colors such as apricot, mustard, orange, or terracotta. Additionally, these shades can help enhance your overall look by creating a harmonious palette... Pair it with blue-based hues like sky blue, plum, hot pink, or raspberry for cool undertones. Turtleneck sweater mango Kora Metallic-Accent Moon Bag mochi jacket -Aritzia Read the full article

[cesium-sheep]

I'm not well enough to go to the arcade and get gamecube controllers today, or go eat at the park, but we went to the used bookstore and got a bunch of dvds I wanted. they didn't have baby driver or promare, and 1776 was overpriced, but we got moulin rouge and league of their own and hot fuzz and master and commander (matt's pick) and my cousin vinny which we're watching now. then we went to the bakery and I got to pick out whatever I wanted since I decided on a slice of cake instead of a whole cake. I got a guava turnover and an apple danish and egg tarts and the cheese bun and a slice of mango creme brûlée cake, and a decaf sea salt caramel coffee :>

I also got many birthday texts and mom and dad both sent me gift cards. (mom did give me more than she gave arin, which I know seems petty but unfortunately it matters when it's her doing it because it actually does have meaning.)

[mystery-salad]

If you’re still doing the 🖊 asks can I learn some more about Mango she is ADORABLE

MANGO FACTS it’s been a while since I’ve talked about this sweet ball of fluff, here we go!

Mango’s a sniper who works for the Vigil, and a surprisingly sneaky one despite being a huge ball of fuzz! She’s incredibly sweet and soft spoken especially for a charr, and loves to sit in high places enjoying the view and cleaning/improving her rifles. All of her rifles have personal modifications to enhance them, making them wholely unique to her specifically. She’s incredibly soft and fuzzy and likes to keep her fur clean and well cared for. Despite her job taking her into some pretty rough terrain she always comes out still clean and spotless!

[medeas-chariot]

So I'm going to write this again:

New ATPOAIM but no George on it? I'm offended.