#gerald prodnose

[doctor-octiddius]

Slugworth and Prodnose: we need to corrupt this cop for our benefit btw

Fickelgruber: seduce a cop ??? YOU WANT ME TO SEDUCE A COP ??????

Slugworth and Prodnose: that is literally not at all what we said

Fickelgruber: I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU'RE MAKING ME SEDUCE A COP.

Slugworth and Prodnose: ... no one is making you do that? we said we need to corrupt-

Fickelgruber: fine. seduce. i'll do it. if i must. for the chocolate cartel.

[tikiss]

First art of 2025 : Wonka comic !

I am very glad to say that wonka has been my new inspiration for almost a year now, and it is NOT going down soon. Oh and I love Matt Lucas.

[webwizkid]

Them but as marketable plushies

[professionallydeadinside]

FEEDING MY INNER VOICE AND MADE A FANCHILD FOR PRODNOSE AND FICKLEGRUBER WAKJHGFDFGH >:DD

Here's Marion! Even though it might seem like she would be a chocolatier, she's more biased to the side of sales and business relations! She's sassy and overdramatic and always entertaining to be around! :]

[wonkagifs]

Have you got a sweet tooth?

SWEET TOOTH in WONKA (2023) dir. by Paul King

[todayisyourturntolose]

since wonka is on digital now that means i can FINALLY post the sweet tooth clip (would've earlier but there were only cam recordings and those are not too good)

(also i hope its not just me noticing this but mat's voice is exceptionally clearer here than it is on the official soundtrack. not complaining though ofc)

[a-heart-full-of-dumb]

Fickelgruber, Slugworth and Prodnose definitely had some sort of enemies to friends/business partners to friends with benefits, dare I even say lovers situation going on.

[lionisagremlin]

These two fight like a goddamn old married couple

[sl-newsie]

The Secret Ingredient (Willy Wonka (2023) x Fickelgruber Daughter) Chapter 1: Mystery Man

Masterlist: https://www.tumblr.com/sl-newsie/747510006135554048/the-secret-ingredient-willy-wonka-2023-x?source=share

Today is different. I don’t know why, but ever since I woke up there’s been something different. I don’t know what’s in store for today but there’s no doubt that something’s coming.

“Dear, I need you to run down and fetch me the paper.” Father calls lazily from his lounge chair.

I feel my heart leap. “Really? I can go downstairs?”

“Be quick! Don’t make a scene!” Father barks as he sips his morning cocoa.

Before he can reconsider I rush to the staircase and am about to slide down the railing-!

“And act ladylike!” Father calls from behind me.

I stop in my tracks and remember who I am. “Fine,” I grumble under my breath. My life’s been dull as dishwater until now anyway. Why change?

My name is Charlotte Fickelgruber, daughter of one of the most powerful chocolatiers in the world. But do not let that fool you. Just because my father’s a chocolatier doesn’t mean life is fun. 

After taking forever to walk slowly and ‘ladylike’ down the stairs I fight my giddiness and strut towards the door. Father hardly ever lets me go downstairs, let alone leave the building. The usual display of chocolates is still plain and dull since father saves the best chocolate only for ‘upscale business,’ which basically means upperclassmen and bribery. The shop opens at 10am as usual and also as usual there are few customers here due to the usual chocolate. Today there’s a fair amount of foot traffic buzzing around outside in the Galeries Gourmet and it’s all I can do not to venture out and see what new chocolates are being sold.

“Morning, charcoal,” two voices taunt in unison.

I groan and turn to face two girls in matching mint mint green dresses. “Morning Cindy, morning Mindy. For the last time, my name is Charlotte. Not charcoal, not Charlie, Charlotte. If you both want to keep your silly job of greeting customers with fake smiles I suggest you treat the heiress to Fickelgruber chocolate with respect.”

They both snicker and walk off to the back of the store, more than likely to check their makeup for the tenth time. Such rudeness.

“Here you are, miss!” The paperboy sprints up and waves our daily paper up for me to grab. 

“Thank you, Timothy!” I hand him the change (with a special tip, of course). “How’s the world out there?”

He shrugs and shuffles his feet. “It’s alright, I guess. Starting to get cold!” He grips his bag and rushes off.

“B- Bye!” I wave as he disappears into the crowd. “See you… later?”

And so goes another failed attempt to make friends.

“Everything alright, Miss Fickelgruber?” Our maid Lottie asks from behind.

I give a heavy sigh. “Charlotte please, Lottie. You know how much I hate being a Fickelgruber. It’s torture to spell and even worse to hear. It’s just…” I glance up again to look out at the passerbys. “I’m so tired of being alone. Dad’s too embarrassed to have me be too social. He can’t expect me to stay tucked away upstairs forever!”

Lottie shakes her head and puts a hand on my shoulder. “It’s not my place, miss. But if it gives any comfort-” She takes a quick look to make sure we’re alone and whispers: “I could try to sneak you out one day.”

My pulse skips and I hold up my hands to keep her from saying more. “No. No! I can’t let you do that! You’ll get fired. Last time I tried to sneak out dad nearly flipped out! He hates it when I’m even on the same ground as the ‘poor’ people, let alone trying to associate with them!”

Lottie nods in silent agreement and goes about with her load of laundry, leaving me to keep looking outside. All those people, all the sights and smells I’m missing out on…

“Ladies and gentlemen!” 

A cheerful voice across the room catches my attention. It’s surprisingly animated for the Galeries Gourmet. I take a deep breath and, in a hasty moment of courage, walk out the door to search for the voice’s origin. I see people gathering towards the front near the empty lot. What on Earth-?

That’s when I spot him. At first all I can see is a brown top hat. Once I get closer a better view presents a lanky, boyish man wearing a tattered magenta overcoat, olive-colored waistcoat, brown scarf, tan trousers, and worn brown boots. I can’t quite make out his face…

“Step right up! I’ve got just the chocolate for you!” 

He’s standing on a simple crate with nothing more than a jar of strange-looking chocolate. The crowd drowns him out and I can’t squeeze past-!

“Well, there's chocolate.

And there's chocolate.

But only Wonka's makes your eyes pop out their sockelets.”

Singing? What an unusual way of advertisement. And what’s- Oh my! The chocolate is flying! Literally flying over my head!

“Put your hand into your pockelet,

Get yourself some Wonka chocolate!

Come now, I insist!

You've never had chocolate like this!

No, you've never had chocolate like this!”

Through the gathered crowd I see people pluck the chocolates from the sky and- fly? They’re flying! Light as a feather!  

“Oh my goodness!” My jaw drops. “How’s that even possible…?”

“Charlotte!”

I spin around at the sound of my name. By now the commotion has caught much attention, including my father’s. 

“Go inside now! What have I told you about walking about with-?”

“With our customers?” I ask. “Father, I wanted to see-”

“Go, now!” He barks and points to the store as he goes to follow the other chocolatiers. “I must go see what all this racket is about.”

And there they go. The big three: Fickelgruber, Prodnose, and Slugworth. I’m the only heiress of any of them but as of now there’s been no talk of me getting to help out with the family business. Father always waves it off and keeps saying ‘when you’re older,’ so I’ve got no clue what to expect. 

I sigh in defeat and walk away from the excitement. Just when I thought this day was different. Back inside, I mope over to the window to see-

“Jeez louise!” My mouth drops open.

There, just above me, is my father. Flying! Just like the others! I pinch myself and shake my head to see if I’m awake and still see him levitating up to the ceiling! 

“Lottie are you seeing this? It’s amazing!” I look down and relocate the man in the top hat, and I’m overcome with a sudden urge to meet him. He doesn’t look like a high-class highbrow. How is he making everyone so happy?

I forget all about being ladylike and slide down the railing, rushing to find the mystery candy man before he disappears.

“Out of the way! Coming through!” The chief of police barges through and the cops spread out.

“But he didn’t do anything wrong!” I complain.

“He’s disrupting business,” Officer Affable informs me.

“It’s the hoverchoc,” the man in the top hat explains.

Hoverchoc? I’ve never heard of-

Just then, father storms up and ushers the officer to go after the man. “Come, Charlotte.”

“B- But I wanted to-”

“Such nonsense!” Father ignores my pleas and starts mumbling to himself.

“Father…who was that? Did you just fly? I could barely see from the window-!”

“He is no one,” father states clearly. “He is a fool to think that he can even try to compete with us! I do not want you going anywhere near that boy, Charlotte. He’s bad news.”

We get back to the store, but before I’m dragged back inside I sneak one last look at the mysterious stranger. Who is he? Will he be able to survive dad’s competition?

[frolltomstein]

I let these evil chocolatiers occupy my mind and this is how I spend my days. Drawing them in sparkly suits.

(Credit to my sister for their group name 😂)

[trealtox]

For quite a while I've been thinking about that scene when we first meet the chocolate cartel from "Wonka" and now I just can't hold that in.

So, in that scene chocolate cartel walks to Wonka, tastes his chocolate and diss him, while they obviously like his chocolate. What strike me is that while trying to make Wonka seem like a genius, the creators made my taste buds die for a while.

While we go let's not forget that those are still chocolates, which means that we have a particular taste as our base. With this knowledge we go on.

Arthur spotted the taste of marshmallows. Okay, we all know how hot chocolate with marshmallow tastes.

Gerald discovered the taste of cherry. Okay, alright, a bit extra to my thinking, but still good. So we have a hot chocolate with cherry marshmallow.

Felix managed to identify the taste of salty caramel. (He is the best. Perfect observation skills. Ten points to that tall, skinny, smart and absolutely stunning man in green 💚) Now that's the point where I have a problem. Probably it's just me being weird, but still. ISN'T THAT A LITTLE TOO MUCH?? Salty caramel is not a commonly loved taste, but here it is in a mix of other flavours. It leaves us with a chocolate with cherry marshmallow and salty caramel (which sounded worse when I first thought about it, and now I just sound weird even to myself).

We have sweetness and slight bitterness of chocolate, sourness of cherry and salinity of salty caramel all at once. For me it looks like a really heavy attack on one's mouth. Just imagine a perfume with that many notes. You open it up and it hits you with smells of roast beef, see salt, roses and gasoline at the same time.

To sum it up, it might be alright, but on paper it looks a little excessive.

[rainbowratsstuff]

Chocolate cartel but they are cats

[tikiss]

Valentine's Day is the best excuse to draw your favourite ship.

[maeveerror404]

FICKELGRUBER IS GERMAN?!

Ok. So. This is my first ever post so bare with me here but i noticed that while rewatching 'Wonka' that every one of the Chocolate Cartell has a different sentence written underneath their Logos.

For Example, Felix Fickelgruber has a German Phrase underneath his name in The Logo.

"Fickelgruber... feinste Schokolade", is German and means 'Finest Chocolate'.

It doesnt per say mean that Felix is German but it is a really nice Easter Egg and Headcanon to me (who is also German)

something similar actually Goes for Gerald Prodnose, who has an Italian Phrase underneath his Name.

"PRODNOSE... cioccolato di qualitá", is Italian and means 'high quality chocolate'. (I hope thats Correct. I dont speak Italian and used Google Translate so have mercy.)

That also doesnt have to mean that Prodnose is Italian but it would be neat that he or at least someone in his Family is Italian or that He at the very least speaks it :)))

[professionallydeadinside]

Fickelgruber and Prodnose speedrunning losing their teaching privileges wasdfghgf

[todayisyourturntolose]

ah yes, sweet tooth. aka "the chocolate cartel seducing the chief of police for 2 minutes 10 seconds"