#pirate!ralph

[piastrinorris]

i made moodboards of my 3 biggest upcoming fic projects so that procrastination still feels productive lmao

(feel free to ask me about any of these, too! talking about them might give me the inspo i need to start them, heh)

[qephyr]

Playing and, dare I say, having fun

[pubberrbup]

Buckle up candy lovers there’s a new provider in town (it’s ME!!!!)

[vendorsal]

NON TURBO POST? CRAZY

i really like this one face felix makes. he looks… so dopey… the crt screen definitely changes a few things so couldn’t replicate it perfectly, but i drew him aswell.. big dummy. what a cutie patootie. Why Does He Look Like That.

[goldfishinpainttubes]

Finally finished what I started almost a year ago. Literally just wanted to fill a page with little things from all the different movies and TV shows I've loved

[autumn0689]

[gameraboy2]

"Pirate ship in Alderaan docking bay" Star Wars concept art by Ralph McQuarrie, March 31, 1975

[pippipoffin]

random assortment of fnaf characters (not to scale)

[guardsonduty-au]

Question asked by NovatheRabbit over on deviantART

Asks are open here as well!

[nagitosstolenhand]

its the same picture

[tamamoarts]

Friendly reminder that you can STILL love Disney Movies, be it classic like Hunchback, or modern like Wreck-It Ralph, whilst not supporting the company. PIRATE THEM!

As long as the talent of the writers and animators that were hired are recognized separately from the corporate giant itself, of course. We love the animation and storytelling teams here, people.

[piastrinorris]

WIP wordsearch game!

tagged by @stargyles! thank you friend <3

my words were: hold, freckle, moment, echo, soft, look

from a couplement of proud compare:

"Oh, drat, I knew this'd happen," you groan as you watch heavy translucently silver streaks of rain thrash against the pavement. "I knew it, I saw the clouds, and I foolishly remained an optimist."

"I shouldn't say that was ever something to regret," Leonard quips back, a smile just gently tugging at the corners of his lips. "Besides, what better excuse to bend your ear further about what we just listened to than while accompanying you home?"

You start a chain of half-words, fighting with yourself over how best to turn down his offer out of politeness, but his silent opening of his umbrella, holding it over your head and falling into your step defeats you into a simple, grateful nod of thanks.

from the untitled pirate!ralph au:

"For crying out loud, Ralph, what are you doing?!" Victoria hisses, clutching the wall behind her in terror.

But Ralph doesn't feel that fear. He slowly steps forward, heel to toecap, his eyes transfixed on the figure stood atop the overturned carriage, long coat billowing majestically around their ankles as though it were staged. Using a sword as an accent to whatever it is that they're yelling, it's unintelligible amongst all the riots surrounding him. As another carriage gets lit ablaze, it illuminates the face of this... Pirate? From the stories he was told as a child? They're real?

In that moment, Ralph can only tell his sister one thing: "I think I'm in love."

"Oh, for God's sake, Ralph, you fall in love six times a week! You'll find another in an hour's time, now get back, you'll get us killed!"

"Quite frankly, sister, I couldn't bloody care less," is the last thing Ralphs says while in Victoria's earshot. He's not completely stupid, mind - he scopes out the closest, safest place to watch as the entire market gets pillaged, in total adoration. Now this, he thinks to himself, this is the life!

from but it rains, and i rise

A girl from the cabin next to Chrissy's runs up to them both. "Ms. Marnie! Ms. Marnie!"

"Drop the formalities, kid, what's up?"

"Our bedsheets are gone! All gone! I even checked all the other cabins! All the girls' beds are empty!" The young girl wails.

Chrissy's heart sinks through the ground, and everything around her turns dark. Those sheets were her safety net, her one remnant of home in her first foray away from it, from the parents who've always told her she's nothing without them. They'd warned her she'd hate it here, and now, only a day in, she believes it more than ever.

Suddenly, a chorus of hooting and hollering echoes from where the boys are. Yelling and laughing, choruses of "Higher!", and then splashing. Marnie feels Chrissy tense beneath her and quickly finishes her braid, tying it off and squeezing her little camper's shoulder. "Hey," she whispers, "I'll go get your sheets, 'kay?"

"I'm coming," Chrissy states defiantly, standing herself up and marching alongside her counsellor, a pint-sized shadow.

By the time they get near, one of the male counsellors has figured out what's going on and is berating them. Chrissy sees one boy in particular is still hanging onto the makeshift swing he's made out of Chrissy's sheets. She tugs on Marnie's shirt. "Who's that?"

Marnie narrows her eyes and kisses her teeth as she tries to focus that far ahead. "Hmm, judging by that head of hair, I'm gonna guess that's Steve Harrington."

"Marnie?"

"Yeah?"

"I hate Steve Harrington."

from a couplement of proud compare: (again lol)

"It must be nice, you know," you muse through an unamused laugh. "Having the freedom to study whatever you like as a hobby, rather than being forced to make it your profession." Your tone gets softer as your words become more vulnerable. "Am I so unremarkable that my intelligence is only of use if I learn simply to teach others? A Plain Jane without a claim?"

Leonard stammers through a frown, "If it may please you to learn this from a relative stranger, I think you're far from unremarkable. In fact, this has been the most stimulating conversation I've had in years."

You inhale sharply. "Please forgive my sudden outburst there, you weren't to see that side of me. Especially since we are... Relative strangers, as you say, I'm the picture of embarrassment right now."

"Not in the slightest. If more of us wore our hearts on our sleeves, perhaps the world would be a better place," Leonard looks over at you with a hopeful smile that you just can't help but return.

"Now look who's the reckless optimist," you tease, and his loud laughter, the kind that erupts from deep within, fills your ears with a sweeter sounding symphony than anything that orchestra could have played.

from cheerscoops week day 2:

As her friends excitedly pour their cups of punch, Chrissy scans the crowd around them; partly to gauge who’s here, partly to see if there’s a spot where she and her friends can hang out around people that all three of them like. That’s when she spots him. 

It wasn’t unusual to have a crush on Steve Harrington. Everyone had a crush on Steve Harrington. But everyone seemed to be far more okay with the fact he’s dating Nancy Wheeler now that it’s been a year. Everyone except Chrissy. She doesn’t want her stomach to twist into a knot whenever she sees him, especially so obviously dressed as Joel Goodson from Risky Business. She looks down at her far more childish costume, suddenly feeling as though she should have insisted that she and her friends plan something way more mature than this.

It almost looks as though he’s dancing with himself, since his sunglasses make it look as though his gaze is somewhere far different than it really is. She doesn’t want to feel her insides burn when Nancy comes into view wearing a matching Lana costume. She doesn’t want to be consumed with jealousy. And yet, here she is, grabbing and slamming her first drink down her throat quicker than it was poured for her, before refilling her own cup and leading her friends over to the other side of the house, burying Steve from her field of vision as best as she can.

no presh: @pedgito @quinnsmunson @wordscomehither @keerysquinn @heroeddiemunson @roykentt

your words to try and find your WIPs are: sweet, deal, touch, wish, secret

[blood-and-pizza]

This has definitely been done before but damn it I wanted to do my own so here it is

If I used the version of this meme with a third arm I would have included my younger self

[madako98]

I’ve been having some art block so congrats you get what I have dubbed my peanut style. But this is for a new FNAF Au I described earlier called Guards on Duty. There will be a part 2 to this image that will have more characters but for rn these guys are kinda essential to introduce.

The premise being that Ralph put in his two weeks notice and is leaving after his last 5 shifts. So he helps with the process of hiring his replacement to help take care and protect the animatronics, and the reputation of Freddy Fazbear’s of course. This ends up being Mike Schmidt, a young 20 year old who is desperate for a job (I will add he has nothing to do with Michael Afton or Mike Schmidt from the movie, so no sister he’s taking care of), and the job ends up being more than he bargained for, but Ralph makes the job look easy and he eventually understands the animatronic’s needs. Though strange things happen during the night when Mike is in charge, and he feels as though Ralph is hiding something from him.

I’ll be opening asks for this AU as well!

[lord-of-the-seas]

Why are the Royal Navy against you? What did you do?????

jack: oh nothing…

[simpingforcys]

During King Candy's introduction, Disney+ subtitles have him say: "Hello, my royal subjects!"

While in other captions and DVDs (and what is mostly heard) he says: "Hello, my loyal subjects!"

One flaunts his status, one flaunts his ego. Either way, to him, it's just about the same.