#patchy stabbington

[dailycrippledcharacters]

Patchy Stabbington (Tangled)

[Image Description: From the official film. Patchy, a large white man with short ginger hair. He is wearing gray clothing and has an eye patch over one eye. He is holding a sword and scowling. End ID.]

Patchy is partially blind.

[whiskyarts]

hit me with virginia (#10)

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psith how do you keep picking stabbington stuff I SWEAR i'm not doing this on purpose

[bagel-gay]

and here it is! didn’t include keroberos bc i thought of better (or maybe worse) ones, but here’s the cake!

we did 30 total (15 ea) and since that’s quite crowded, here’s our contributions separately lol

mine:

my sister’s: @potatogoblin

my personal favourites are the spiral staircase and pinterest (full list in the tags)

in conclusion: no, i am not a furry, and yes, she is a monsterfucker lol

just made a list of hear me outs with my sister and I don’t know what’s the worst one (I think it’s between Nosferatu and Keroberos from Cardcaptor Sakura)

[zitzootjucefan]

still simping over the boys...so here's something I felt like drawing today <3

[itzmemyselfandi]

Just realized here that it looks like Eugene or Flynn isn’t being squished by anything and just has pascal sitting on him which must feel like nothing is on him right?

Wrong. To him that is a older teenage man about twice his size not a tiny frog

[tangledbea]

Edmund can hammer throw a Stabbington with one arm. He's very strong.

Oh god ow, I didn’t notice until just now that Eugene actually bounces on the rock 😬😬

With that in mind how frigging strong is Edmund?!

[findinyourkin]

m’ Patchy Stabbington from the Disney movie Tangled and the series. M’ lookin’ fer anyone from source. Rider, Rapunzel, maybe even my twin if he’s around. M’ 35 and I’m only lookin’ to speak to other adults. Like this n’ I’ll reach out yea?

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[hannahhook7744]

List of the Westergaards;

The Westergaard Family:

Lauris Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Father).

Karen Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Mother).

Caleb Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Oldest Brother).

Esmery Westergaard of the Southern Isles (2nd Oldest Brother).

Lars Westergaard La Bouff of the Southern Isles (3rd Oldest Brother).

Barrett Westergaard of the Southern Isles (4th Oldest Brother).

Adelhard Westergaard of the Southern Isles (5th Oldest Brother).

Jurgen Westergaard of the Southern Isles (6th Oldest Brother).

Runo Westergaard of the Southern Isles/ Sideburns Stabbington (7th Oldest Brother).

Rudi Westergaard of the Southern Isles/Patchy Stabbington (8th Oldest Brother).

Franz Westergaard of the Southern Isles (9th Oldest Brother).

Kurt Westergaard of the Southern Isles (10th Oldest Brother).

Ottis Westergaard of the Southern Isles (11th Oldest Brother).

Maximilian Westergaard of the Southern Isles (12th Oldest Brother).

Hans Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Youngest).

Caleb Westergaard of the Southern Isles’s Family:

Clara Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Caleb’s Wife).

Diesel Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Caleb’s Son).

Völker Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Caleb’s Son).

Esmery Westergaard of the Southern Isles’s Family:

Signe Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Esmery's Wife).

Sabine Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Esmery's Daughter).

Sigmund Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Esmery's Son).

Lars Westergaard La Bouff of the Southern Isles’s Family:

Charlotte ‘Lotte’ Westergaard La Bouff of the Southern Isles (Lars’ Wife).

Viktor Westergaard La Bouff of the Southern Isles (Lars’ Son).

Hans Westergaard La Bouff II of the Southern Isles (Lars’ Son).

Aloisia Westergaard La Bouff of the Southern Isles (Lars’ Daughter).

Mia Westergaard La Bouff of the Southern Isles (Lars’ Daughter).

Brendan Westergaard La Bouff of the Southern Isles (Lars’ Son).

Carolina Westergaard La Bouff of the Southern Isles (Lars’ Daughter).

Cassidy-Pearl Westergaard La Bouff of the Southern Isles (Lars’ Daughter).

Montgomery Westergaard La Bouff of the Southern Isles (Lars’ Son).

Barrett Westergaard of the Southern Isles’s Family:

Helena Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Barrett's Wife).

Valentin Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Barrett's Son).

Salazar Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Barrett's Son).

Alphonse Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Barrett's Son).

Jeno Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Barrett's Son).

Adelhard Westergaard of the Southern Isles’s Family:

Heidi Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Adelhard’s Wife).

Lothar Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Adelhard’s Son).

Norbert Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Adelhard’s Son).

Zean Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Adelhard’s Son).

Manfred Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Adelhard’s Son).

Jurgen Westergaard of the Southern Isles’s Family:

Josefine Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Jurgen’s Wife).

Kasper Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Jurgen’s Son).

Dieter Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Jurgen’s Son).

Gunther Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Jurgen’s Son).

Matthias Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Jurgen’s Son).

Ambros Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Jurgen’s Son).

Joakim Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Jurgen’s Son).

Rudi Westergaard of the Southern Isles/Patchy Stabbington’s Family:

Brock Thunderstrike-Stabbington (Rudi’s Husband).

Stalyan Stabbington (Rudi’s Wife).

Ignatius ‘Brunet/Iggy’ Stabbington (Rudi’s Son).

Darlina ‘Greeny’ Stabbington (Rudi’s Daughter).

Rexford ‘Rex/Nosey’ Stabbington (Rudi’s Son).

Runo Westergaard of the Southern Isles/Sideburns Stabbington’s Family:

Caine Stabbington (Runo’s Wife).

Cormac ‘Cheekbones’ Stabbington (Runo’s Son).

Tega ‘Braids’ Stabbington (Runo’s Daughter).

Franz Westergaard of the Southern Isles’s Family:

Luella Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Franz’s Wife).

Falkor Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Franz’s Son).

Bertram Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Franz’s Son).

Mortiz Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Franz’s Son).

Brant Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Franz’s Son).

Kurt Westergaard of the Southern Isles’s Family:

Irma Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Kurt’s Wife).

Thorfinn Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Kurt’s Son).

Osman Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Kurt’s Son).

Ryker Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Kurt’s Son).

Rocco Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Kurt’s Son).

Ivo Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Kurt’s Son).

Ottis Westergaard of the Southern Isles’s Family:

Eike Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Ottis’ Wife).

Tamara Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Ottis’ Daughter).

Irene Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Ottis’ Daughter).

Birdie Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Ottis’ Daughter).

Maximilian Westergaard of the Southern Isles’s Family:

Alana Athanasiou-Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Maximilian’s Wife).

Míngzé Athanasiou-Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Maximilian’s Son).

Reyna Athanasiou-Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Maximilian’s Daughter).

Wilhelm Athanasiou-Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Maximilian’s Son).

Hans Westergaard of the Southern Isles’ Family:

Drizella Tremaine (Wife).

Daisy May Tremaine-Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Hans’ Stepdaughter).

Dylan Tremaine-Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Hans’ Stepson).

Bolin Tremaine-Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Hans’ Adoptive Son).

Dorothy Tremaine-Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Daughter).

Daphne Tremaine-Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Daughter).

Geneviève ‘Evie’ Evelyn Grimhilde-Westergaard Of The Southern Isles (Hans’ Daughter).

Deborah Tremaine-Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Daughter).

Delanie Tremaine-Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Daughter).

Dixie Tremaine-Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Daughter).

Tanner Tremaine-Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Son).

Dot Tremaine-Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Daughter).

Drizella 'Dizzy' Tremaine-Westergaard of the Southern Isles II (Daughter).

Dennis Tremaine-Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Son).

David-James Tremaine-Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Son).

Donald Tremaine-Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Son).

Daria Tremaine-Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Drizella and Hans’ Granddaughter & Dorothy’s Daughter).

Danielle Tremaine-Westergaard of the Southern Isles (Drizella and Hans’ Granddaughter & Daphne’s Daughter).

[taysdorothea13]

put me in coach

summary: he’s not her dad, but he’ll gladly fill those shoes until taylor comes home

authors note: expanded on this ask of how travis would handle wren having a panic attack!

Travis Kelce knew that he was great with kids despite the narrative his brother liked to create on the internet. His nieces had been the light of his life since late twenty-nineteen when Wyatt Elizabeth had come into the world with a wrinkly little face and tiny soft fists. He’d learned a lot from them, like how to have unwavering patience and love unconditionally, but he’d never learned how to ease a panic attack. Travis Kelce was great with kids, but he felt so far out of his element now. 

New York City was alight with life, which was unsurprising for the early evening hour; rush hour. Horns blared beyond windowpanes and headlights flickered down below on the overcrowded streets. Taylor was somewhere displaced in the chaos, attempting to come home to them after being away all afternoon. She’d left Wren with Travis before. She’d trusted him with her kid countless times, and he’d always risen to the challenge and subsequent expectations, but this time he felt stranded in a desert without a way back home. Taylor was supposed to be back nearly an hour ago. An hour ago, things had been going as well as Travis thought that they could, but then ten minutes ago, Wren’s breath spiked, and her face paled, and she’d gone from her sweet, always sprightly self, to a panicked ghost of herself. 

Travis hadn’t thought anything of it at first. He’d felt her tense against his side, felt her breath quicken, but his blue eyes had trailed across her delicate side profile and green eyes had still been looking straight ahead at the television screen. He’d thought she’d just been reacting to the movie; reacting to Sideburns and Patchy Stabbington as they betrayed Rapunzel on the coast, but then Flynn had rescued her, and the heart that was pressed flush against his ribcage continued to beat rapidly. He’d given her another minute, let his eyes trail across her side profile again, but when she remained in a state that so eerily resembled a statue, he’d realized that this wasn’t just Taylor’s kid being her overly empathetic self. This wasn’t just a little girl reacting to a deep betrayal in her favorite movie. He’d heard of her panic attacks, listened to Taylor as she cried and prattled on about the heartbreaking sight, but he’d never been witness to one. He’d never seen her handle Wren in these intimate, impactful moments, but now he had to navigate it himself. 

He didn’t know what he was doing as his rough hands guided her face away from the television screen and toward him. He didn’t even remotely understand that the far away gleam in her delicate eyes was the work of a brutal flashback — a forgotten memory being rediscovered. He’d had his own panic attacks, handled them with both lonesome and company, but this was an eight year old girl who had unimaginable trauma inflicted upon her during fundamental years. He was out of his element. Educated but so far from the shorelines. 

“Hey, baby girl.” His voice is low, quiet and gentle as it breaks across the surface of still water like a skipping pebble before it sinks. He wouldn’t sink though. He’d create his own buoyancy if he had to, because if he sank beneath the pressure of being the only person this little girl has right now, Wren would sink right along with him. He wouldn’t let that happen. “Can you hear me, girlie? I need you to squeeze my hands if you can hear me.” There’s no response for a handful of seconds, too many seconds for Travis’s liking, but just as he’s about to panic, about to pick her up and whisk her away to the emergency room because he doesn’t know how to help if she can’t even comprehend the presence of his voice, little fingers clench around his knuckles and green eyes seemingly come back to the present moment, only to fill with fear and panic as breathing spikes and hyperventilating begins. He hates how her breath rattles in her chest, hates how she wheezes for clarity that’s just out of reach, but it’s a good sign. She’s here with him. She’s back with him.

“M-Mommy.” Green eyes that are brimming with anxiety and terror search the room for Taylor’s face, but she's still far from home, stuck behind cars and taxis, stranded in a sea of endless traffic that clears for a second only to intercept her path home again. Travis wishes she were here too. Not because he doesn’t want to be the one to help Wren, not because he doesn’t want to learn how to comfort her and bring her back down to stable peace, but because he knows that she deserves familiarity. His pride doesn’t restrict him from recognizing that he’s still a new face even if the room is familiar and his hands have held her countless times. He needs Taylor home because as much as he’s willing to put everything on the line for Wren, it’s unfair to assume that he means even a fraction to her as Taylor does. She’s not here though. It’s just him and Wren. He has to figure this out. 

“Your Mom’s stuck in traffic. She’ll be home soon.” His hands frame her little face, so big against her pale skin that he almost covers her entirely, but it keeps her eyes on his, even if they’re clouded with emotions he hates to see staring back at him. She’s only barely listening to him, he can tell from the way her gaze glazes over and her lashes flutter with recognition only when he mentions Taylor. Her breathing picks up again, unsteady and shallow, and he’s sure that the way she wheezes for breath, unable to draw anything into her lungs, will haunt him for the rest of his life.  “No, no. Hey, focus on me, girlie. Right on me.” He keeps her centered, because that’s the only thing he can confidently do. It’s the one thing he remembers Jason doing when he’d experienced his first panic attack at fifteen. 

He doesn’t know if water will help her now, she’s only just beginning to recognize little pieces of what he’s saying to her, but he stands from the couch regardless. It’ll help later, he knows that, he can remember how the last time he’d had a panic attack in the locker room of Arrowhead stadium, it had soothed his throat and brought feeling back to his body. Tiny hands shoot out to grab onto him, panic doubling as the little body on the couch fears being left alone. Travis mumbles curses beneath his breath, immediately picking her up when her breathing labored and her face paled even more. “I’m not going anywhere. I’m not leaving you. We’re just going to get some water. Does that sound like a good plan? You know, we always have a plan for big games. Coach makes a list of plays, and we all listen to him, because he knows what will secure the win. I’m sure Mommy’s a lot better at this than I am. She’s basically the coach. But, I’m gonna try and be coach now, okay? We’re gonna get you through this.” He’s just rambling now, saying everything that comes to mind as he stalks across the hardwood floors and flicks the light on in the kitchen, bringing lightness to the room that was drowned in darkness, the sun having escaped to another part of the globe by now. He’s rambling, panicked himself, but Wren’s hanging onto everything he says, her little hands getting tighter and tighter on the neckline of his t-shirt as his voice pulls her away from the deep corners of her memory. 

“Jason was always better at making plans than I was. He’s the whole reason I’m even in football, but we’re gonna get you some water, and then we’re going to go back to the couch. Do you want to change your jammies? These ones look a bit hot. You don’t feel hot. Are you hot?” He knows that questions are good, that questions distract the mind from what it’s hyper focused on, but his come out quick and without separation. He worries that he’s only further overwhelming Wren. Considers that maybe these aren’t the questions he’s supposed to be asking, but then little eyes blink at him slowly, and a little head shakes almost hesitantly, sweeping left to right in the most unnoticeable fashion. He notices though, and his panic subsides just slightly. This isn’t how Taylor handles it, he’s almost certain of that, but he’s doing what he can and it seems to be working as Wren draws in the deepest breath that she’d been able to manage in minutes. “You’re not hot? Okay. That’s good. If you get hot, we’ll find some new jammies for you. It’s no big deal. I don’t mind.” He searches the cabinets for the cups he’s seen Wren use only a handful of times and only when she’s traveling beside Taylor. He doesn’t trust her with glass right now, doesn’t trust that the fingers that just barely hold onto him are strong enough to support and balance a delicate glass, so he searches for the cups she’s outgrown but still adores, and hopes that she’s okay with it. 

“You're the player, alright? I’ll be the couch. I’m gonna tell you what to do, and all I need you to do is try your best. Can you breathe in for me? Good girl, just like that, girlie. There you go.” He’s always been good at multitasking, always had a handle on situations that come at him, but he feels like he’s failing to meet these expectations. His palm ends up splashed with water, his eyes on Wren and not on the cup he holds up to the dispenser inside the refrigerator doors. He hopes Taylor won’t mind the puddle he leaves behind, but cleaning up the droplets of water that glimmer beneath the overhead lighting is the farthest thing from his mind as he tightens the lid on the cup and stalks back into the living room, still giving Wren simple commands, still acting like this is just another game but Wren is the one on the field. It’s unconventional, maybe even humorous, but it’s working. 

He settles into the couch, in almost the same position that he’d been in before, only Wren is draped across his chest like a personal blanket now. He doesn’t mind, doesn’t tense beneath the position he’s found himself in, doesn’t even consider that maybe he’s crossing the line. This isn’t his kid, but she’s his for the moment. Until Taylor comes in through the front door, until Wren has her mom back, he’s okay with filling the position. The credits roll on the movie now, but the song that plays beneath them is upbeat and distracting; the good kind of distraction. He gives her gentle instruction, keeps his voice low but steady. He helps her take a drink, praises her through the action of swallowing, kisses her head when he doesn’t know what else to do to bring comfort to her tired and sore body. She’s breathing evenly now, no longer so pale and clammy, but he’s still panicked; still consumed with fear that she’ll take a sharp left and go right back to being panicked and terrified. Her eyes are closed, she’s asleep, but Travis doesn’t take his eyes off of her face. The credits end, the screen returns to the general home page, but he doesn’t take his hand off the center of her back to put something else on or turn the television off entirely. He’s drawn to the sight of her draped against his chest. He’s rooted deeply in place, scanning her face every time her lashes flutter. 

The front door opens some amount of time later. He’s not sure how many minutes have passed, or whether it's been seconds or hours. The only clock in the room is behind him, and he hadn’t turned to watch the metal hands tick in slow clockwise circles. He doesn’t recognize Taylor coming into the room until her bag is being dropped on the couch beside his body, and her hand falls onto his shoulder. His gaze shoots up, and in that moment Taylor knows that something has happened while she’d been away. His blue eyes are willed and brimming with concern, and then she notices how Wren is pale, how her breathing is deep and even, but she wheezes with every other inhale. It had been weeks since her last panic attack, but she knows that one had happened tonight, and before she can apologize, tell Travis how sorry she is that he had to deal with it alone, he’s rambling in that same low and steady tone. 

“We were only watching Tangled. You said that she loves it, so I figured it was safe, but then, I don’t even know what happened, I couldn’t even tell you. One minute she was here with me, and then the next it was like she wasn’t here at all. I was going to text you. Fuck, I totally forgot to text you. I was just trying to make sure she was alright. I probably handled it so wrong, I’m sorry, Tay. I tried, but I wasn’t sure if what worked for  me would work for her, and I know you mentioned that she liked that one song, but I was just trying to get her to breathe and she looked like she was either going to faint or puke so I got her some water — in those kid cups, you know? Because I didn’t know if she’d have enough strength to balance one of the glasses. She’s too old for these cups now, isn’t she? I just didn’t want her worrying about spilling anything. I, oh fuck, there’s water on the floor in the kitchen. I can clean it up, I just, I didn’t want to leave her alone. I didn’t know if she would like… get a second wind. She asked for you, I should’ve texted but—” Taylor has never heard Travis so panicked, but she’s sure that in this moment, he could’ve rambled on and on until he grew blue in the face and even then he wouldn’t have stopped to let her speak. His eyes, sharp and dazzlingly blue, dance between her and Wren. His hand never leaves her back. He never stops feeling each inhale and exhale, even though she’s asleep and perfectly content, if only in the typical amount of discomfort that comes after an attack. Taylor had known she loved him before she’d left him with Wren, but she’s certain of it, now more than ever, as he tells her everything that happened and expresses his guilt for not doing a better job -- not that it was even possible. 

“She likes safe and sound, but unless you suddenly know the key and melody, it wouldn’t have done you any good. You did what you could, and I know it means a lot to her.” Taylor sank into the couch, curling up into his side, but even with her warmth seeping into his skin, he doesn’t take his eyes off of Wren to look at her. “She’s asleep, Trav. She’s not going to disappear if you take your eyes off of her. She’s okay. Are you okay? They’re scary, especially when they come up with no triggers, but she’s going to be fine.” 

“No, I’m okay. I’m fine.” He shakes his head, clearing the distress that had previously clouded his soft gaze. “Did you eat? I made us some pasta a couple hours ago. I know you said I could order whatever she wanted, but she asked if I knew how to make spaghetti, so I figured you wouldn’t mind me getting something real into her. There’s a plate on the counter for you if you're hungry.” 

Taylor can’t help but smile softly, stars in her eyes as she cups the side of Travis’s face and brings their lips together in a gentle but desperately needed kiss. “I’m starving, and pasta sounds fantastic. Thank you for being so good to her; so good to me. We appreciate you more than you let yourself believe.” 

“I like being here with you, Tay. Hanging out with the munchkin is just an added perk. You don’t have to thank me for doing the bare minimum.” Travis lays a kiss to her sharp jawline, his words washing over Taylor like a blanket of warmth. She doesn’t know what the future looks like, but she hopes that he’s by her side in every possible timeline.

[apollo-ap]

Meet the new cast of The Tangled:

Rapunzel - Lucien

Flynn Ryder - Rhysand

Pascal - Eris/Jurian

Maximus - Tamlin

Mother Gothel - Beron

Sideburns and Patchy Stabbington - Azriel and Cassian

Queen Arianna - Lady of Autumn

King Frederic - Helion

hahaha, I just saw it on tiktok. It's funny

[igetthedisneybox]

Anastasia Kids: Jeanie, Boyce, Teagan, Tanya, Anthony, Aaron, Amara, Anya, Elizabeth/'Elle', Colombe /'Loomy', Felix, Francis/frankie, Maeve, Fulbert, Bernard, Arsène, Avril, Fleur, Aldric, Julian, Juniper, Adriana, and Adelina/Addy.

Runo/Sideburns and Caine's kids: Cormac ‘Cheekbones’ Stabbington, Chatrine 'Two-Tone' Stabbington, Roman 'Six' Stabbington, Ronan 'Curly' Stabbington, Gudrun 'Friz/Frizzle' Stabbington, and Tega ‘Braids’ Stabbington.

Rudi/Patchy, Brock, and Stalyan's kids: Ignatius ‘Brunet/Iggy’ Stabbington, Darlina ‘Greeny’ Stabbington, Rhett 'Buck' Stabbington, Samara 'Freckles' Stabbington, and Rexford ‘Rex/Nosey’ Stabbington.

Drizella and Hans: Bolin, Dylan, Daisy May, Maylis, Horace, Hadrien, Marc, Delphine, Blanchard, Dorothy, Daphne, Geneviève/Evie, Deborah/Debbie, Delanie, Dixie, Tanner, Dot/Dottie, Drizella 'Dizzy' Tremaine-Westergaard of the Southern Isles II, Dennis, David-James, and Donald.

Dorothy's daughter: Daria (baby picrew).

Daphne's daughter: Danielle.

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[whiskyarts]

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drapple ain't got shit on papple

[slashingdisneypasta]

I hope I'm not overloading you with these questions! I don't think you've been asked this one before.

What do you think the Disney villains' love languages are?

No it's okay! ^^

Acts of Service: Captain Hook, Gaston, Judge Claude Frollo, Judge Doom, Maleficent, Mother Gothel, Psycho Weasel, Queen Narissa, and 'Patchy' Stabbington.

Physical Touch: Dr Facilier, Greasy Weasel, Jafar, Long John Silver, Prince John, Scar, 'Sideburns' Stabbington, and King Candy/Turbo.

Quality Time: Evil Queen, Hans, Horned King, Lady Tremaine, Oogie Boogie, Professor Ratigan, Shan Yu, Stupid Weasel, Sykes, and Wheezy Weasel.

Recieving Gifts: Cruella De Vil, Governor Ratcliffe, Percival C. McLeach, Smartass Weasel, and Yzma.

Words of Affirmation: Alameda Slim, Clayton, Michael Ya 'Goob' ian, Hades, Queen of Hearts, Shere Khan, King Candy/Turbo, and Ursula.

~

+Rourke: Likes giving gifts (Easy), and recieving words of affirmation (Straight-to-the-point).

[kkkkaaaammmmm]

ik that no ones gonna see this so im free to do wtv so im gonna yap abt my oc’s and how they change twsts main story

Ok so i based ramshackle off of tangled (bc its the best ever) and so there’s Fraulein [she needs a last name] (based on Mother Gothel), Helen Stemma(rapunzel oc/the blonde one i posted earlier), Simon and Percy [they also need a last name] (stabbington brothers), and grim.

Grim’s already a canon character, so i cant rly do anything about him but he’s silly and i love him so he stays

Anyways the prologue mainly stays the same, but right before u choose the guy u wanna go with, u have to choose one of the girls (Fraulein and Helen) to be the main character. This decision doesn’t change any major plot points, it just allows for one character to shine a little bit more than the other. You can still get the other girl’s card in the gacha.

I dont want/have a full, detailed, book-like rewrite of the main story just yet, but i do have a rough outline for the prologue and book 1 and book 2. So ill go into that later

As for the stabbington brothers, I don’t plan for them to officially join ramshackle until after book 4. So Percy’s based off of Patchy and was officially assigned to Savanaclaw and Simon is based off of Sideburns and was placed into Ignihyde. Due to the events in book 2, Percy becomes interested in the girls (NOT ROMANTICALLY PLS NO) and so Simon does too (NOT ROMANTICALLY NO NO NO). And once book 3 concludes, they send Crowley their request to change dorms and officially join Ramshakle in book 5 (because book 4 takes place dyring winter break)

—— (little note: i need to change Fraulein’s, Percy’s, and Simon’s last name because i realized they all started w an S)

[zitzootjucefan]

What if Rapunzel was raised by the Stabbington brothers? ...au?

This thought has been entertaining my mind. I like the idea of the Stabbingtons becoming brother figures to Rapunzel somehow and maybe raising her as one of their own? Can you imagine?

Rapunzel trying to tag along as a thief and doing her best to sound and look threatening and...failing. Only for her two bros to show up behind her and whatever dude she was attempting to rob instantly fold.

Her being their cute sis. She makes them flower crowns! Draws tattoos on them! Uses her hair as rope Scary dog privilege

Learns sign language to communicate with Patchy!

Piggy Back rides!

They teach her how to use knives! She learns their unimpressed face.

Wins them over with puppy eyes.

Ties them up to each other when they argue like a big "get along sweater" type thing

Draws herself as a part of their wanted poster because she desperately wants to go with them in a heist!

Imagine all of them going after Flynn because he stole the crown they stole themselves and ending up getting a crush on him while the brothers acting like protective big brothers Thoughts?

(tried to do her look in aataveith character creator from Dolldivine - https://www.dolldivine.com/aataveith-character-creator)

[marcmarcmomarc]

Kingdom Hearts IV predictions: Kingdom of Corona (Tangled)

Takes place after the movie.

Is visited by Donald and Goofy.

The inhabitants are thrilled to see Donald and Goofy again, but are sad to hear about Sora’s sacrifice.

Starring the voices of:

Rapunzel Fitzherbert: KELSEY LANSDOWNE

Eugene Fitzherbert: ZACHARY LEVI

Queen Ariana: KARI WAHLGREN

King Frederic: CLANCY BROWN

Captain of the Guard: M.C. GAINEY

Hook Hand: BRAD GARRETT

Big Nose: CHRIS MARLOW

Shorty: PAUL F. TOMPKINS

Vladimir: CHARLES HALFORD

Attila Buckethead: STEPHEN STANTON

Sideburns Stabbington: RON PERLMAN

Patchy Stabbington: BRIAN HULL

Pascal: BOB BERGEN

Maximus: NATHAN GRENO