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boombambaby Β· 3 months ago
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--- ❝ Oh yeah, everything was going MY WAY! ❞ ---
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β˜€ # BOOMBAMBABY --- an indi, selective & mutuals only KUZCO from DISNEY'S THE EMPEROR'S NEW GROOVE. Portrayal is canon && headcanon based on the movie && TV series THE EMPEROR'S NEW SCHOOL.
EST 12/2023, potioned by CAS. mun is 30+ (est / minors dni)
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boombambaby Β· 9 months ago
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Not sure who that is, but if they recognize what a tragedy this line up was from beginning to end? They’re okay in my book.
Yikes.
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Kuzco finds his inner Tyra Banks.Β 
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boombambaby Β· 2 months ago
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Totally random, but if you haven't heard this song-- my question is WHY? Eartha Kitt is a LEGEND and I really wish this song made it into the final cut of TENG. It's amazing. Perfect for spooky season too.
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boombambaby Β· 1 month ago
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I TRANSLATED THE JAPANESE COMIC! Basically, Kronk cries to Kuzco about Yzma firing him, Kuzco tries to shoo him away and decides to hire him instead. Kuzco rubs it in Yzma's face. The end! BUT THE ONE PANEL KILLS ME. 'GET OFF OF ME, THIS LOOKS HORRIBLE KRONK PLS.' AND THE GUARDS LAUGHING. AHAHA. ahem, enjoy. -- CREDIT TO THE AMAZING ARTIST HERE!
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also tagging @wekissedandyousaidwow because you're the one who shared it in the first place, so enjoy!
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boombambaby Β· 2 months ago
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LOWKEY tossing it out there to all of the Kuzco/ENG blogs who share posts/gifs/headcanons/thoughts etc;
If I were to put together a server on Discord to bring the couple of people in the fandom from here, Twitter, Ao3 and other sites together so we can share headcanons / fan art/ thoughts / ideas ETC.
-- AND to stream ENS (which I do almost daily with Malina) and ENG and other Disney movies. . . Would you guys be interested? I feel like since there really isn't a ton of people in the fandom, it would be cool to get us ALL together in one space to chat and be friendly and share ideas and what not.
If not, no harm or foul! Just an idea I've been tossing around for a minute! I'm a-okay with us all supporting each other from afar as well, and will happily continue to do so!
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boombambaby Β· 3 months ago
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Uh uh, nope. No way.
It is WAY too early in the morning for Yzma’sβ€”
β€” for Yzma. Period.
Eugh.
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Yzma and Kronk on Flickr.
FLAWLESS PEOPLE. FLAW. LESS.
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boombambaby Β· 3 months ago
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Another ANOTHER random out of context Headcanon:
Pacha learned how to 'tame' puma's after the events of the movie, JUST in case he'd ever need it to save Kuzco again. . . . . Which he did. Several times.
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boombambaby Β· 2 months ago
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Fictober 2024! - "I know you better!"
"I know you better!" - BoomBamBaby010 - Emperor's New Groove (2000) [Archive of Our Own]
Organized chaos is the best way to explain what happens once the pink vapor cloud of the potion finally begins to dissipate.
Within moments the royal guards have taken over, rushing towards the window Kronk had just appeared from to drag him and a still dazed, but highly agitated kitty Yzma away, and to figure out how to bring Kuzco and Pacha back inside safely. Kuzco blinks his eyes open to glance first across the platform at Pacha, who is staring back at him in what he assumes to be relieved shock and then down at his very human, veryΒ NAKEDΒ body.
β€œWe did it! Hah! Look, Pach! I’mΒ MEΒ again! Yay for me!”
Hands scrabble to press against his chest, feeling his skin to make sure there isn’t any fur, and laughing a little as he makes sure everything is still in working order. Modest isn’t a word one could ever use to describe Kuzco, having grown up in a palace surrounded by servants who dress, massage and bathe you for special ceremonies (or for whenever he feels like it, honestly), so his current state of undress doesn’t even register until Pacha clears his throat to speak.
β€œKuzco.”
Broken out of his thoughts at the sound of Pacha’s strained voice, Kuzco glances up only to find a poncho hovering in front of his face and blocking his line of sight. He blinks, confused and leans around the side of it to stare at Pacha, only to find the llama herder using his unoccupied hand to shield his eyes from the view.
β€œWhat are you,Β five?” He quips, amused.
β€œKuzco, take the poncho. You can’t address your public and announce that you aren’t dead like that.” Pacha grits out, and the Emperor snickers as he takes the familiar clothing item and slips it over his head. This is the second time Pacha has offered it to him, the first time being when he was shivering and curled up on the ground in the jungle, and for reasons he doesn’t quite understand he can feel himself almost tearing up from the sentimentality of it.
Someone clears their throat above them, and they both look up to find the Royal Record Keepers head poking out of the window, staring down at them and gesturing wildly.
β€œAre you both okay? Oh! I can’t believe you’re alive, Kuzco! Thank Inti! We were so worried! Oh we have toβ€”β€œ
RRK quickly disappears, presumably to start barking orders at servants and the scribe to summon the council and schedule an audience and Kuzco sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose. β€œSure didn’t miss all of that.” He mutters, just loud enough for Pacha to hear him over the wind.
Relief is a tangible thing in that moment, unseen but heavily felt in the air between them and they share a quiet look of amused understanding that only two people who have shared a figurative fox hole are capable of.
Sometime later, after he and Pacha are hoisted through the window and back onto solid ground, and Kuzco has been checked out by the Royal Healers to ensure there aren’t any injuries or side effects from the spell, the two of them are briefly separated while Kuzco speaks with his advisors and makes plans to announce his good health. It’s taxing, and all he wants to do is take the longest bath of his life, have a massage and curl up in bed for a solid week– responsibilities be damned. But it’s a necessary evil, and once he’s crossed all his t’s and dotted his i’s, the council and most of the guards finally leave him alone.
β€œWhat would you like done with them?”
The question catches him off guard, and Kuzco spins around to ask the guard who he’s talking about when he finally notices Kitty Yzma thrashing against the bars of a makeshift cat carrier sitting on the floor. Kronk is sitting beside her, unusually stoic and he wonders not for the first time how someone like him could get caught up with someone like the living crypt keeper.
β€œWell, I’m sure not taking them to dinner, chuckles.” It’s directed at the guard, but Kuzco is watching Kronk when he makes the comment and notices the visible flinch he gives at the mention of a β€˜dinner’.
If he had to bet, he’d guess the big buffoon didn’t even realize what he was doing and was more interested in impressing him with that dinner than actively trying to hurt him. What a shame. β€œTake them to the dungeon. Let them rot down there for a while we figure out what to do with them. But first– I’d like a word with kitty kitty.”
Yzma hisses at the nickname, and that alone makes this inevitable conversation all the more worth it. Kuzco smirks as he heads over to the carrier, bending down so he’s not exactly face to face with the feline, but more than close enough to catch her eyes.
β€œHey, look at the bright side! At least you have hair now!” Kuzco teases, grinning when he’s met with a nose twitching scowl.
β€œKuzco, listen; this has all been one huge misunderstandingβ€”β€œ Yzma starts, but she’s quickly interrupted by Kuzco lifting a hand. β€œAh ah ah! That’s EMPEROR Kuzco to you. Now that I’m large and in charge again.”
Another scowl, and an irritated flick of her tail. β€œMy apologies, Emperor Kuzco. As I was sayingβ€”β€œ
β€œYeah, yeah. I heard you. A β€˜misunderstanding’.” He repeats, air quotes emphasizing the comment. β€œBut you see, the funny thing is? I heard you back in that Jungle, Yzma. Telling Kronk all about tracking that llama down and killing him. It’s a little hard to misinterpret that, wouldn’t you say?”
For a moment there’s no reaction, Yzma’s furry little face distorted in shock at being caught red pawed, and Kuzco revels in his amusement at catching her off guard. Later, when he’s alone and he has time to reflect on the fact that Yzma, the closest thing to a parent he’s ever had, tried to kill him he’ll have a proper breakdownβ€”but for now? He’s satisfied with putting on a mask and pretending all is right with the world.
β€œPlease Kuzco, you must understand; I was merely trying to do what I thought was best for the Empire! That’s my only concern here.” She pleads, adopting as sweet a tone as she can muster. β€œIf you just give me another chance- ”
β€œGive YOU another chance? Oh, you’re kidding right? How stupid do you think I am?” He pauses to lean in even closer, all traces of amusement wiped from his expression. β€œI know you better than that, Yzma. There’s not, and there never WILL be a β€˜second chance’ for you.”
Yzma has the decency to look chagrined, and Kuzco stands and brushes his borrowed poncho off, giving her once final glance before turning his back on the pair; literally. β€œYour Highness? Rudy the janitor is here to see you.”
β€œGreatβ€”tell him to hang on a sec, I’m gonna need about five baths before I can put my robes back on and talk to anyone.” He turns to leave, waving over his shoulder in Yzma and Kronk’s direction as he does do. β€œAs for Yzma? I’m done with her. You can take her away.”
Lifelong trauma, and a laundry list of making up for his past transgressions aside, and Kuzco is more than ready to get on with his life.
But first?
That much needed bath.
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boombambaby Β· 3 months ago
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As Emperor, I can’t have any of those β€˜flaw’ things!
[ another flashback / He’s about 11/12 here ]
Tense, judgy faces stare back at him from across the room, each expression more hard and unyielding than the last. Yzma is amongst them, sitting at the end of the table with a look of cold disinterest on that ancient, wrinkled face of hers that only she could be capable of. β€œIt’s an outrage! He can’t go out like this.” She spits with venom in her voice as she gestures at him before turning to face the council member directly opposite of her.
β€œWhat will the peasants think? That our Emperor, a descendant of Inti, is unable to tend to himself for an hour alone outside, even with the assistance of royal aid? That he goes out looking for fights? How can they think someone so careless can rule the Kingdom?!”
Low murmurs of agreement sound around the table, and Kuzco casts his gaze towards the floor in an uncharacteristic display of shyness, with one of his hands coming up to rub his opposite arm. He can feel the Royal Records Keeper’s presence behind him, along with the nanny who had been tasked to keep track of him, and the scribe who is transcribing this entire ordeal. In a room full of people, he feels completely alone as the council talks amongst themselves about what they should do with him.
Kuzco had tried to defend himself earlier, insisting that it wasn’t the nanny’s fault and that he purposely got away from her, but how could he have possibly known what would happen if he went into the city on his own when he’s always been kept safe to the point of mundane boredom within the confines of the palace. Almost immediately the council shut him down, their faces stoic as they told him in no uncertain terms that she had been tasked with the responsibility of keeping an eye on him and that this entire mess was her fault.
From the moment he was old enough to speak, Kuzco has had it beat into his head that he was the next in line for the throne; the true Emperor, set to take over the Kingdom as soon as he came of age with his father missing from the picture. It wasn’t until he hit double digits that the true grooming began, and all of his time began to be spent undergoing lessons, rituals and meetings to prepare him for his inevitable future role. Like any adolescent, Kuzco found it hard to focus and preferred to be on his own, especially if it meant being outside. He regularly threw fits when a meeting went on for too long, or he started to get tired of listening to Yzma overseeing the peasant complaints and trying to follow along. It was necessary, of course– one day it would be him on that throne, but it was sooooo boring.
Yzma never had any issue giving him what he wanted if it meant getting him out of her old lady hair, ordering nannies to keep him busy so she could uphold her agenda for the day. As long as he was content and more importantly NOT her problem, she was happy– and so, he had learned early on not to bother her with aimless requests, and instead found his way around curfews and pestered the nannies into letting him do what he wanted when he could get away with it.
Which is exactly how he had ended up in this mess.
In a droning, uninterested tone, the Royal Scribe had been going over the β€˜schedule’ for the day, what meetings or lessons he has, when he will need to meet with Yzma to discuss what she plans to do with a new tax (that he ultimately has final say on, even though he understands exactly NOTHING about it) and the upcoming plans for the festivities taking place in a local village. Something about a potato growing contest? No thank you. Kuzco decided rather quickly after that, that he would rather put pins in his eyes and had waited only as long as it took for the scribe to leave to sneak out of the room, and then the palace. Warm, somewhat balmy early morning air greets him as he first steps outside, and Kuzco takes a moment to breathe it in while he contemplates his options. Complete and total freedom is at his fingertips, there’s a whole Kingdom to explore without the guards trailing him or official matters to bore him to tears and he intends on enjoying it to the fullest.
Despite how often he’s been seen in public with Yzma and boasted about as the future Emperor, very few people take notice of him as he finds his way into the Imperial city, and starts to wander through the busy city streets. Peasants sell their wares, haggling with each other over everything from pottery and foods to farm animals, and Kuzco is in awe as he watches them and takes in all of the intricately designed items for sale. The occasional person turns to their neighbor to whisper about the unaccompanied child, but he pays them no mind and for the most part is left alone. It’s his first time in the city, and one of the first times in his life he isn’t the center of attention, and the longer he can keep it that way, the better.
Kuzco watches as a fight between two peasants breaks out over a llama, and he stares openly at them as their raised voices turn into flying fists and a scuffle that quickly becomes reckless. While other peasants cleared the way for them as they threw each other around the street, Kuzco moves closer– which is exactly how he ended up slammed into a wall himself, with a hit to the face by an arrant elbow that will most certainly cause a darkening bruise and open a small cut above his eye. Two female peasants gasp and rush forward to pull him away before he can be pulled back into the brawl, but that’s the exact moment that the Royal Guard appears, and β€” recognizing Kuzco immediatelyβ€” head straight to his side to pull him away from the confrontation themselves.
Lips twist in a grimace as he struggles and fails to hold back the sobs threatening to escape him from the pain, and his hands press over his face to hide his injury from the guards who try to check him over. It must be obvious who he is at that point, as the peasants fighting stop to stare, and the few that were rushing to his aid all take several steps back and away to give them space. Before he can so much as give any of them another passing glance, he’s being whisked away to the palace by the guards to tend to his injuries and resume his Royal duties for the day.
One visit from the Royal Healer later for a few bandages and some salve, and Kuzco is back in his robes and standing before the council, wringing his hands as he awaits his judgment. It isn’t fair that the nanny is being punished for his insolence, but he’s hardly in a position (at least, in this current moment) to argue with the council who is already disappointed in him.
β€œKuzco!” Yzma’s shrill voice cuts through his thoughts like a knife, and Kuzco blinks himself back to awareness as he stares up at her. β€œYou cannot behave like this. Do you understand? As Emperor, it is imperative that you appear to be perfect to your constituents at ALL times. You are a descendant of the Sun God; that makes YOU a God, and God’s do not have weaknesses, or imperfections!”
He swallows and nods his head, wincing when the movement makes his head ache and dutifully ignores the murmurings from the council at the table. β€œI need an answer Kuzco; DO you understand?”
β€œYes, Yzma. I get it.”
Yzma scowls, folding her spindly arms over her chest rolls her eyes in annoyance. β€œVery well. Go get cleaned up; you will NOT be able to make your appearances today with that bruise on your face, but I expect you to be ready for your lessons later on. Go away now.”
Without another word Kuzco turns, huffing as he strides out of the room with a different set of servants trailing behind him. At least he got out of seeing the winner of the stupid potato contest for the day. Next time, he’ll make sure to plan it out a lot better.
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boombambaby Β· 5 months ago
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β€” well, great.
This just ruined my night, and my entire week.
I think I’m gonna be sick. . .
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And here is the first compilation of my β€˜Yzma is Best Princess’ series.Β  I meant to do it when I completed 10, but people wanted a compilation, apparently.Β  So here is the first 8.Β  It’s been a wild ride so far and I’ve still got several more to go >.>
Watercolors, ink and digital outline.
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boombambaby Β· 3 months ago
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"The Emperor has to live somewhere safe-ity, safe, safe. Termites equal-- not safe." ANOTHER RANDOM OUT OF CONTEXT HEADCANON: This quote, from the episode where 'termites' infest Pacha's hut and 'force' Kuzco to move back to the Palace, implies something very important; Kuzco thinks Pacha, and more importantly-- Pacha's HUT and FAMILY are SAFE. When he was first kicked out of the palace and had to figure out where he should go, his first thought when it came to 'safety' was to find Pacha-- implying that even back then, and probably at some point by the end of the movie Kuzco saw Pacha as a father figure/best friend.
Their shared 'fox hole' experience in defeating Yzma and turning Kuzco back into a human solidified their bond, something Kuzco has never had before, and immediately made the connection for him; Pacha = Safety/protection.
I'm probably thinking way too much about a throw away quote from the show but, c'mon.
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boombambaby Β· 3 months ago
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RANDOM, completely out of context headcanon: Chicha was the one who taught and got Kuzco into yoga. Or as he rebranded it; Kuzcyoga. Initially he couldn't figure out why someone would want to twist themselves into a pretzel, and how it was supposed to be calming. Chicha convinced him to try it with her in the early stages of him living with them, mostly to keep him busy and he slowly started to really enjoy it. Especially when he found that it helped him limber up when it came to dancing. Now it's an almost daily regimen.
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boombambaby Β· 2 months ago
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credit for the amazing ARTWORK.
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--- ❝ Oh yeah, everything was going MY WAY! ❞ ---
β˜€ # BOOMBAMBABY --- an indie, selective & mutuals only KUZCO from DISNEY'S THE EMPEROR'S NEW GROOVE. Portrayal is canon && headcanon based on the movie && TV series THE EMPEROR'S NEW SCHOOL.
EST 12/2023, potioned by CAS. mun is 30+ (est / minors dni)
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ruling the kingdom with ; malina.
running from jaguars with ; elsa. β˜€ hans. β˜€ megara. β˜€ yma (belle). β˜€ maylene. β˜€ belle. β˜€ esmeralda. β˜€ rapunzel.
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IMPORTANT LINKS : PERMANENT STARTER CALL! nav : verses | current sl's | promo | drabbles | prompts | open starters
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boombambaby Β· 2 months ago
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. . . There aren’t wordsβ€”
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I’m crazy, I know XD I hope you like it!
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boombambaby Β· 10 months ago
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Happy Kuzcalentine’s Day, everyone!
It’s finally hereβ€”
β€” that day where everyone brings me candies, chocolates & presents & confesses their undying praise & devotion for yours truly!
So don’t worry, my hordes of adoring fans; I’ll be at the palace, relaxing on Throne-y ALL day today to accept your heaps of presents & love letters.
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And rememberβ€” there’s no present too big or too small for your favorite Emperor, & my Inbox will be open ALL day too!
Ah, don’t you just love Kuzcalentine’s Day?
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boombambaby Β· 3 months ago
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LOWKEY JUST PUTTING IT OUT THERE;
I would KILL for an active Kronk, Yzma or Pacha. OR a Yatta or Guaka. Or Moxie. (from ENS) Like, there aren't words for how excited I would be. I can ALSO promise to provide whoever may take up one of those characters with over 500+ icons, gifs and my undying love and devotion.
. . . Which isn't a small feat, coming from an EMPEROR.
Bonus points if you've seen New School too, because you'll get Kuzco and a Malina RIGHT off the bat! (and probably another 1000 icons bc there's so many good ones from that show.)
Request that you be 21+, literate, active enough to be on a few times a week, willing to participate in dash shenanigans and open to me screaming at you endlessly in DM's.
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