#Mango Story

[mango512]

Saw this 7 year old sketch pop up in my Facebook memories, and it compelled me to re-draw it! It's of an old character of mine named Dorren! I'm pretty pleased with the improvement!

[angermango]

alternative title: Why Kratos never asked the dwarves to help teach Atreus how to... woo.

[casually-salad]

Too late Icarus realized his wings were melting. He had flown too close to the Sun. With every desperate swoop of his arms, more feathers fell and soon his arms were almost bare. Down and down and down went Icarus… ‘Father!’ he shouted before falling with a heavy splash into the sea. His few remaining feathers floated on the surface of the water as he sank. Daedalus could only watch helplessly and his heart felt as heavy as a stone as he flew onwards, leaving his son behind

[trans-rights-coastalmangoes]

reading The Summer Hikaru Died as an alter really is another experience......

i know this is played as a horror... but hikaru's deal really does capture a lot of the feelings of being an alter. especially one who wants to be friends with the people who know the usual guy. the hesitance. the uncertainty as to whether they're just playing nice because you share a body with their friend.

sighhhh good book good book

(please no spoilers we're only 6 chapters in)

[viivdle]

cardan after kicking dirt in the food of his crush:

cardan after almost drowning his crush:

cardan after telling his crush to crawl to him:

[whathasangramainyudonewrong]

Wrong #756

Called Iskander “Alexander the Mid”

The man in question didn’t even have time to defend himself before Lord El-Melloi 2 had launched into an impromptu lecture on the feats of Alexander the Great

(The cutting of his birthday cake was delayed by two hours)

[fruitblr]

I shall pick my own oranges. 🍊🍊

Queen Charlotte: A Bridgerton Story (2023) | 01x03 "Even Days"

[mixmangosmangoverse]

I don't think I'm the only one who thinks this but I genuinely believe a big reason why people want to call Jews/Israelis Nazis is not just because Nazis are an east punching bag they can pin on people they don't like but also because they think life is one of those stories where a person "becomes what they hate"

Except they don't realize that's usually about character flaws. So they think it's super cool and ironic and funny that "lol the Jews became the Nazis, the thing they hated most" without realizing that's literally impossible. Just because it's good irony in a story doesn't mean it in any way applies to real life because it can't in this situation

[genderfluid-ashfur]

Realized I've never posted Mr. Mango Marinara on here! She uses She/her pronouns, a former kittypet who joined SnailClan as a storyteller to be with her mate, Cheetahwind! She's the mother of Honeygaze, Sweetfall, Yarrowleg, and more recently, Goldpaw!

[mango-mentally-ill]

story

i stand on the shore of the abyss endlessly staring, but nothing stares back. Alone I sit watching the tide crash against what i can only describe as the edge. i some times ponder wading into the depths, but i fear what it hides from my view.

[pookapufferfish]

I should draw dragons again

Maybe my other dragon oc?

[quibblequibblol]

😐😐😐🥱🥱😑😑😑

[blurrymango]

The place Scootaloo woke up in was similar to her own world, but everything was much. Duller. Of course, hospitals are quite dull, but the one she was in was grimy. Everything just looked. Off. Of course, luck would have it that Pinkie Pie had been there. At least, this world's version of her. Unlike in Scootaloo's own world, this Pinkie had flat hair and no wings. When they made eye contact, things started happening, it was all a blur to poor Scootaloo, and next thing she knew she was in a hotel room, sitting in front of a serious Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash. She looked smart. Professional.

A quick series of tests were run on her, including asking various things like her name, her place of birth, the names of her friends, and her age. She answered honestly of course, as she was just as confused as the two before her were. And when the examination was over, she was told what was going on.

"You are from an alternate universe," Rainbow Dash said, "I would like to sincerely apologize for this, as from what you have told us, your own world seems much more-" she scowls at the next word "- friendly. And unfortunately you cannot go back to Ponyville, either, as you are dead in this world, and doing so would cause confusion-"

"But what about my friends!" Scootaloo sobbed. She doesn't want to cry, but she's close to it. It's all so much.

Then Rainbow Dash had to be physically held back by Pinkamena, not Pinkie Pie in this world.

"Sorry, Scootaloo, your friends are dead too." Pinkamena explained while Dash seethed nearby, attempting to calm down. "Dashie killed them. In a factory. She also isn't a fan of kids, so please do try to be respectful."

Needless to say, Scootaloo was mortified. Well, mainly by the obvious hypocrisy. She wanted to run. She wanted to get out of here, away from this child killer. How could Pinkie- Pinkamena stand to be near someone like that?

"Oh! Dashie!" Pinkamena suddenly got an idea. "I've been looking for an apprentice, someone to help me bake. I think it should be her. So, you don't get to kill her."

Rainbow Dash looked like she was about to explode with anger. Pinkamena only smiled, as though she knew this evil pony would listen to her. Then Rainbow Dash left, slamming the door with a shout of "fine, whatever!" And apparently the whole thing was settled. Just like that.

"I hope you have enough sense to realize that this isn't normal baking we'll be doing, kid. This is advanced baking- kidding- it's cannibalism!"

Well. At least Pinkie still has a sense of humor. Even though now is definitely not the time.

That was the last thing in Scootaloo's mind before she passed out from the shock of it all.

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SORRY FOR THE LITTLE STORY I DIDN'T PLAN ON DOING THAT. Be thankful I didn't go into detail mode.

Anyway. Just a little sketch to take place in my MLP PPG crossover story.

[dancedance-resolution]

Pwp jingled your bells… what the FUCK-

OKAY SO WHAT HAPPENED WAS i was born a baltimore catholic and guess who else was born a baltimore catholic? jacksfilms. (i am not doxxing him, this is public information on his wikipedia and videos lol). and because all baltimore catholics know each other to some degree, i closely knew some of his close family members and as such watched his videos regularly for a hot minute. NOW. for years he's been making dumb little royalty free christmas songs every holiday season, and one of said royalty free christmas songs consists of just one repeated lyric: "jingle my bells, baby"

so camera cuts to me, a horny little freak obsessed with supercorp who has also been mentally workshopping how well christmas string lights could work as cuffs in a pinch (for unrelated reasons), and the second i hear this lyric one fateful day in december 2021 i'm like oh. this is so fucking kara danvers.

and thus this fic was born. the working title was/is "jingle your bells" and i fear that may be the finished title if i ever finish this work lol </3. it was initially intended to be a 2021 holiday gift to coffeeshiib [if you're reading this, hi, i hope you're doing well, friend :)] but alas, here we are.

beneath the cut is an excerpt of the outline (CONTAINS SPOILERS bc i'm afraid i may never finish it oops) (also yes oops x2 i've been working on this fic for 3 years and still only have an outline):

Lena 3rd person POV

SC are visiting Sam's house for the holidays - Dansen are there + Sam is dating Sloane from Happiest Season??

Everyone is a little tipsy and somehow Lena ends up tits out (menopause hot flash + fireplace + alcohol flush -> leads to shedding of clothing??)

Blah blah blah they're horny and Alex bullies Kara for being too touchy, they are relegated to the guest room.

Kara's fucking her but Lena's not keeping her hands to herself as instructed (??). Kara spots string of Christmas lights. Cuffs ensue.

[redacted outline but the gist is they bump uglies]

As she comes down from her orgasm, Kara kisses her way up Lena's abdomen and makes a bad pun -> "okay but I'm pretty good at this Christmas spirit thing for a Jew, eh? jingling your bells while you're all tied up like a pretty little presen-- Lena groans and end fic question mark?

[z3ldareads00]

my cruel prince binge: november reading

The Haunting of Hill House, Shirley Jackson 4.5/5. Chilling, but not scary. the ending snuck up on me then stuck with me.

The House on Mango Street, Sandra Cisneros 3.5/5. I loved the vignettes, but it went a little slow (while trying to acknowledge that not speeding through a book does not necessarily constitute a lower rating)

The Cruel Prince, The Wicked King, The Queen of Nothing, How the King of Elfhame Learned to Hate Stories, Holly Black. 4/5 ummmmmmmmmmmmm... this series had me in a chokehold for about seven days. now, about a month later, i realize it was because of Jude - driven by a need of power, not necessarily love. as a twin myself, the dynamic between Taryn and Jude was perfect. and the SLOW BURN ROMANCE. Cardan was perfectly tortured. I read them like one big saga, which was helpful to deal with its surface level world building.

If We Were Villains, M.L. Rio 4.5/5. YES YES. almost perfect. it just would've been everything to me if I saw a BIT more with Oliver and James. even if it wasn't them together together, we needed more to convince me of oliver's action in the end. like why was he sleeping with meredith so much??? it threw me off

[softmangoes]

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