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Some Wall.E and Remy sketches. Words can’t describe how much I freaking love Wall.E I think he’s so adorable and I have adopted him as my son.
EVERYONE SHUT UP
.... he's locked in
little chef and secret agent
Software Used: Photoshop
spiritual successor to this post! what secrets does zeff hide in his hat
inspired by these tags from @hyperfixationisamust
I still strongly believe the 3DS is the best drawing tablet out there and will die on that hill 💥💥
There's no way in hell the second pirates of the Caribbean movie came out the same year as meet the Robinsons and ratatouille, I swear ratatouille came out before I was born dude, and there is no way in fuckin hell meet the Robinsons came out anytime after the 90s, no fuckin way in hell itself wtf is going on
A trip down sensory lane.
“L'alta cucina non è una cosa per i pavidi, bisogna avere immaginazione, essere temerari, tentare anche l'impossibile e non permettere a nessuno di porvi dei limiti solo perché siete quello che siete, il vostro unico limite sia il vostro cuore. Quello che dico sempre è vero, chiunque può cucinare ma solo gli intrepidi possono diventare dei grandi.” (Ratatouille)
Soups and Stews - Pisto Manchego Spanish Vegetable Stew This is sort of a Spanish ratatouille, a vegetable stew that hails from La Mancha. Serve with with a fried egg on top and some crusty bread for a light meat-free meal!
AU where linguini IS a Jedi and remmy is force sensitive and remmy just keeps using Jedi mind tricks on linguini to take him away from the order and make him into the greatest chef in the galaxy. OR, alternatively: if torbin is space linguini, that means he wanted to go home so bad bc his force rat is compelling him so he (force rat) can go back to taking shifts at his part-time position at DEX’s diner again–i will take no criticism on this. i will make no amends and i regret nothing. i have been burdened with the truth and now so have you.
torbin from the acolyte looks like linguini from ratatouille. no, i will not elaborate, nor will I take criticism.
told this to my roommate and she responded with "what is the force if not a rat" with a disapproving vibe strong enough to kill a man, so now I AM going to elaborate: why the force and a rat are basically the same thing: Is hard to see? ✅ Surrounds all living things? ✅ Lends itself to extremes? ✅ Motivated by cheese? Inconclusive but most likely i will die on this hill.
torbin from the acolyte looks like linguini from ratatouille. no, i will not elaborate, nor will I take criticism.
torbin from the acolyte looks like linguini from ratatouille. no, i will not elaborate, nor will I take criticism.
wait, wait, wait; bsd fandom. hear me out.
a skk ratatouille au where dazai is linguini and chuuya is colette.
(i’m not sure who’d remy would be in this situation? perhaps atsushi?)
i just know sanji would go crazy for ratatouille i know this 100% for a fact
bonus sanji singing la festin :-]
“Alright Adrien, it’s your first day as a health inspector and your first job is the finest and most prestigious restaurant in Paris. What could go wrong?”
*Opens the door*
Adrien: “Health inspect-“
*Hundreds of multimice stare up at him, all wearing little chef hats*
Adrien: 👀👀
Multimouse: “Get him!”
(Ratatouille except with Multimouse)
For the past days I’ve been welcoming the Disney Characters to Dreamlight Valley! (The one with Walle wearing a suit is me doing this moment of him giving the trash bin hat on the special quest I did!)
smth smth out here doing the opposite of kokosila (none of my friends know toki pona so i must share with my people here)
Ratatoiulle 2099: Part Two
I can't even taste it. Its just texture. The eggs are slimy. The peppers are rubbery. My teeth feel just as malleable in my brain, like im biting into my own skull. I should be grateful really. I'm actually fairly lucky to have a rat that compliments my lifestyle. God knows id be a shit cook without one (and lord knows I can't afford a rat cooked meal in a resturant). I guess thats the other thing that pisses me the fuck off. The media praises Remy of old, the first rat to pilot a human. Everyone knows how amazing and wonderful Remy is. It's all lies. Remy became like any other privleged elitist, his meals were never affordable for the common man. I used to love his recipes as a kid, when I turned 10 and I finally got my rat implanted. I was so excited my rat knew how to cook too. But I grow tired of this same bougee omelette. Maybe I wanna march on down to Pops Pancakes and gorge myself on the syrup soaked slappers. Maybe I just fucking will do that...
"Nobody actually remembers the ripenning of course. Its a day lost to history, presumably because the rats had nested into our brains. Personally i prescrive to the theory of the HO1 Waves creating a psychic disturbance across all rats. That they craved intellect as we once did as early humans...but nobody really knows for sure."
-Burt Essner in his book "The Rat Race: How Rats Became One."
Ratatouille 2099
The sink is dripping. Blood splatter reminds me of taking the hit. The sink is dripping, dragging like a cigarette. A delicacy, my final delicacy in a world I call dreary. What was once dreamy...
I have too much time to get lost in my thoughts so my therapist thought it worthwhile to write them out instead, write them out while the rat sleeps. Unfortunatley I just dont get much time to do that. With the neural link my concious mind is a dream state, and in my agitated restless state I may give the rat nightmares.
I was rereading the history of Ratatoiulle, of Remy controlling Linguini to create one of the most successtul restuarants in Paris. Back then it wasnt accepted to have the rats at all of course. I guess I got kinda stuck on the idea of how despicable rats were. How despicable they lived. Now were all despicable, and its just so damn normal.
Truth be told i never thought the rats were wierd until I started getting really high on weed. I felt like I, on my own, was something seperate from this rat. This congealed flesh that had grown with me to be a part of me. I feel...crazy.
I had to stare at my rat sleeping to understand things. Or maybe just to feel closer to who i was again. I watch it work in my dreams, watch it waltz the Ratway when I go out clubbing, high out of my mind. How can I or anyone be anything other then a rat? How could I remove a part of my face and still scream?
Rats were known to once inhabit the sewers in droves, living in darkness. Now we all live in darkness, in holy smelly darkness at the hands of rats.
-Burt Esener, Rat Philosopher
it's 3:28am and i am so exhausted but i literally cannot fall asleep because i am too excited to eat pizza tmrw why am i literally a rat in nyc
Remember when I said I'd do that rat showcase tomorrow?? Well, here's the showcase.. because I got sick!
These aren't all the rats, because there's about 13 of them. Wow.
Heheeee... rats.