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Mango

@moookiemooo.bsky.social

24 year old artist/freak ⭐ SCREW AI ⭐ Fanart and Original art, as well as other dumb stuff ✨ Current obsessions: PHM/IL/bloodymary | BG3 | Fields of Mistria

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Mango @moookiemooo.bsky.social · 21/09/2026

oh boy i can’t wait to finally draw again! *fever, migraines, sinus infection, and other illness-related symptoms*

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Crispy-Ghee✨️ @crispy-ghee.bsky.social · 17/09/2026

Grace will find ways to drape himself on Rocky once he gets that xenonite suit Based on that scene in Lilo and Stitch, bc Grace would 10000% do this #projecthailmary #phm #rylandgrace #rocky #art

🍳 Grace and Rocky from Project Hail Mary. Rocky is attempting to push Grace to move faster from behind, while Grace suddenly leans back on Rocky's hands, grabbing at his own torso.

Rocky: Grace no can go faster, question??

Grace: OH NO. Gravity is INCREASING on me!

Rocky: IS NOT.

Grace: Is too, Rocky, same thing happened yesterday.

Grace leans back all the way, arms outstretched, almost horizontal.

Rocky: Grace big stupid! Why Grace so weird, question.

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feef @feefal.bsky.social · 16/09/2026

if your opponent pulls up ChatGPT during an argument against you, you win by default

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Mango @moookiemooo.bsky.social · 16/09/2026

working on a cute little thing #projecthailmary #ironlung #bloodymary #simonironlung #rylandgrace

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Mango @moookiemooo.bsky.social · 12/09/2026

non-verbal coping for stress in the customer service industry is NOT for the feint of heart

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Mango @moookiemooo.bsky.social · 07/09/2026

hey bluesky, it’s ya boy (i’m criminally obsessed with these two) also look for the Alt Text for the first image if you want the short dialogue that goes with this hehe #bloodymary #phm #ironlung

Grace leans his hands onto his legs as he bends down, his lungs heaving painfully. His compression pants beneath his blue shorts due nothing to dull the burning ache in his calves from running along the rocky beach. What the hell was he thinking? He looks up at the reason he was running in the first place.

Simon stands just ahead and turns back to face him. The hem of the white tank top rides up from his black shorts, showing the smallest sliver of his v line. The pendant Grace found and cleaned off is resting on a black cord around his neck, resting against the man’s broad chest. His dark brown curls are pulled in a low ponytail resting on his shoulder and a gray headband covers his forehead.

There’s a playful mirth in Simon’s eyes that is paired with a toothy smirk. “Don’t tell me you can’t keep up, Dr. Grace~” he chuckles, tilting his head to the side.

“Sweet mother of Erid.” Grace wheezes under his breath.

Grace knows this is going to be the death of him. For the first time, looking at the man before him, he finds himself okay with the idea.

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