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modern jalph could find its own way into being an intense mess of emotions and social commentary naturally enough, but I kind’ve hate it
please don’t make my crash out yaoi google buzzfeed gay quizzes on their school mandated Chromebook
Ac I’ve changed my mind in one single sentence. Go onward disregard previous
yall I rlly want to drop a fic abt Ralph’s introspection both during and after island bc there’s sm left to say and sm I can tweak and push and force into the forefront- most all, Ralph’s isolation
He’s friendly enough and probably has a history of being well liked. he can joke when he wants, and while he’s no genius, he’s no tool either
He’s had to have considered going buck wild just as the others did countless times
He’s had to have imagined it in dreams and mornings and meals spent picking at the flesh of fruit where the others tear apart pig with their teeth. Pig And Piggy
Because he sees a gleam in Jack’s eye that spells something knowing under all that wrath, and despite standing with Piggy he doesn’t even know his fucking name because he has that knack for social hierarchy and cruelty and he’d fit right in if he just allowed himself to
He had to have stared at the groups backs and know so so so intimately that he could saddle right on up and feel warm for the first time in a long time
love the casualness of post island jalph bc the history is so loaded and it just sits on the tail end of every pause of every conversations, like an old timely chaperone making sure nothing unseemly is afoot as two suitors court, and it’s so easy too
yeah, Ralph’s breath hitches when Merridew moves too fast or too suddenly, and his eyes get kind’ve buzzy when they enter the mess hall and Jack’s loaned a knife to cut up his breakfast, but they throw back airy insults like none of it even happened
sure, Ralph’s tone seems slightly sharper than strictly warranted, and Jack’s responding smugness reads more sadistic than good natured, but they still talk
They still hang out and sit where the other does and walks where the other’s going, so they must be close.
post island ralph ilyyyyyyyyyy bc he’s repressed as all hell and then some
nope don’t look at the shadows that
raise ur hackles from ur peripherals or those dreams of fiery, finicky orange and strokes of deep, dripping red
Also! Ur Homo!
For… for the guy ur desperately trying to pretend isn’t stalking your subconscious/neg
so much fear and pain and hatred and exhaustion and pessimism, yeah get this man a box to scream in and five thousand beers pls
love jalph bc they completely bypassed the mandatory age minimum of mid thirties for toxic old man yaoi to commence and just skipped straight to the making eachother worse and war crimes at the prepubescent age of twelve
Hi Jalph community
Just finished LOTF for school
Uh
Jesus christ
I stand by it though if Jack wasn't such a coward they would've been okay. If they had just kissed or something it all could've been avoided.
Just read Chapters 7-9 of LOTF. My boy Simon's death could've been prevented if Ralph ran after Jack and kissed him or smth like he so clearly wanted.
"I'm not going to play any longer. Not with you." This feels like a kindergarten breakup. Go get your mans or smth.
Reading LOTF for school and Jack and Ralph want each other SOOOO bad. Ik how its gonna turn out but I stand by my statement the whole time. They just don't know how to express it guys...
The squad was so vividly bad it drove Ralph CR詠ZY
reading Lord of the Flies for the first time was great
the second time was better
and the third time I’m realising just how much of a freak these boys are
my friends wish it ended in cannibalism I cried for Simon’s death I also had to have it explained to me that Simon had a seizure because I kinda speed ran those two chapters
our lords and throuple Simon Ralph Jack in the first few chapters
quickly devolving into very thick tension between Ralph and Jack and no not just aggression
Simon being a little shit in the woods making everyone uncomfortable with his bullshittery
Roger seeking homicide now that the adults are gone
Percival forgetting his name
piggy’s head getting cracked the fuck open pardon my french
Jack breaking up with Ralph and proceeding to crash out so hard over it he set an island on fire to catch and behead his ex wife (Ralph <3)
Ralph being a little freak in his head all the time
Jack painting himself with blood and putting all his homo feelings in a box and punting it into the ocean
Piggy crying bloody murder Ralph ended up with Jack and when they broke up he got mad and was gonna rush his ass but Roger killer him to protect Jack and Ralph was like bbg nooo and Jack was like bbg YES and went fwral
at least that’s how I remember it happening
Lord of the Flies Prompt List (Mild TW mentioned/implied topics)
-What if the island wasn’t tropical
-What if the boys (aged up) were actually in the military on their way to war when they crashed
-The beast was actually real
-When the boys are eventually rescued, they don’t return to England. Instead, they are sent to America as war continues
-(my friend gave me this one) When the officer lands, he does not speak English
-A natural disaster hits the island
-The boys, rather than pigs, turn to the water for food
-Simon isn’t the one that dies that night
-What if the boys got rescued before anyone (but poor mulberry boy) died?
-Disease strikes the boys
-Jack was always the chief
-It wasn’t Roger that killed Piggy
-Modern AU
-Simon isn’t the only one the Lord of the Flies ‘talks’ to
-Cannibalism.
-One of the boys, thanks to the impromptu landing, is left with an injury that will stick with them for years
-What if there were predators on the island?
-Simon can see the future (because he’s not beating the prophet allegations with this one boys)
-The plane doesn’t end up crashing into the water, it very much stays on the island (dead pilot time)
-British boys weren’t the only ones there
-Character(s) break the fourth wall but are really bad at doing it
-Ralph’s kind of experience on a farm helps to start a little garden
-all the boys were the same age
-The officer doesn’t believe Jack was trying to kill Ralph
-Explore Roger’s state of mind throughout the book
-This wasn’t Simon’s first seizure and it’s definitely not the last
-They find the body of Unnamed Mulberry Boy rest in peace(s)
-They get fallout from nuclear warfare
-An enemy captain finds the island first
-The parachuter was still alive when he landed
-Messages in bottles
-Phobias
-Surprising or not, Jack does NOT want to go home.
-Famine
-Debris from the war washes up
-The biguns contemplate what awaits them after their hypothetical rescue
-This happens during the first world war
-Ralph goes into foster care after being rescued
-A lot less boys survive the island. Explain.
-The Painted Faces Possess. There Is Much More To Fear Than The ‘Beast’.
-The boys never get fire
-Alternatively, the boys become much more civilized under Piggy’s ruling
-Ralph and Jack enter a partnership. Ralph is the level-headed and rational thinker, Jack has the voice and quick thinking. Jalph shippers go wild
-Describe the conversation between Jack and Simon’s guardian and Roger and Piggy’s Auntie.
-Ralph’s father does actually search for them.
-There are snakes
-What is the littluns point of view for through this?
-How do Sam and Eric feel during the rescue and/or hunt?
-Simon comes across the remains of the piglets (the lord of the flies babies)
-Disease does not affect the boys, but the island’s flora
-Disease does not affect the boys, but the island’s fauna
-Acid rain
-Prehistoric remains are found
-Ralph starts enforcing his rules with violence
-The island changes them in more ways than one
-It’s a different animal they are hunting
-Piggy has an asthma attack
-The biguns go through Uncomfortable Island Puberty TM
-Jack’s tribe leans more into cultic behavior. Now, they worship and sacrifice to the Beast
-Simon successfully tells them the truth of the ‘Beast’
-Out of every boy on the island, Jack feels the most guilt in the aftermath. Especially when Ralph is found drowned in a cow trough.
-The littluns start their own tribe
Added 4/22/25:
-Explore the fate of Piggy’s parents
-What was (any of) the boys life like before the island?
-In a dire attempt to keep the boys in order, Ralph turns to religion
-The boys aren’t going to wait for rescue to get off the island
-They weren’t the first humans to wash up on that island
-There are caves beneath the island, going down miles and centuries
-Jack never meant for things to go so far. But now, with the weight of his own deeds, he can’t stop.
-The littluns are the only mature ones
4/23/25: some fantasy prompts to explore more supernatural themes
-Mermaid AU
-Fantasy creatures inhabit the island
-Do something magical with the conch I guess
-The boys get animal mutations
-the war was a government cover up for an active alien invasion the boys experience first hand.
(sorry these seem really vague or bland I’ll fix and update more as I go)
If you do use any plz don’t credit I don’t own ideas but plz plz PLEASE tell me if you do end up posting anywhere so I can read it
🥹🥹🥹
"You let the fire go out."
Ralp and Jak...
I HATE DRAWING BACKGROUNDSBJHSGAKHFKW
I think I’ve officially lost it 🥀🥀
THANK U TO my lovely friend for making the art on it for me @rockbottomrocky
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what they could have been vs what happened 💔
Yet another drawing for @jalphingit (they’re insane /pos)
everyone should join the jalph fan club on roblox and buy my epic jalph shirts
RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH EVERYONE CHRKC THIS OUT RN THIS IS SO PEAK OMG
Commission for my friend @jalphingit :)
peak jalph story
Ralph: Boi wut..u wanna be LE chief? 👁️👄👁️
Jack: y-y-yes >/////<
Ralph: well…heh…*chuckles* your gonna have to get through ts knuckle sandwich mah boi—- REEEEE😂
Jsck: N-N-N-NO! BAKA- *face turns red* I- I mean…ah…Ralph
Ralph: s-s-say that again…? >~<
jack: uhm- ahah….lets just pretend I…..I…forget it…I guess…it was stupid anyway- GAH!
Ralph: *le triggered* BOI get back here. *grabs him*
Jack: WUT- >\\\\\\<
Ralph: heh…Baka..you say? Well….heh….you..can be my Baka too…
Jack: *GAE INTENSIFIES*
Ralph: *le laugh* JK boi u still gotta get through ts knuckle sandwich 😂🖐️ BOI OPEN LE DOOR-
Jack: *TRIGGERED* sigh…whatever…I…I…whatever. *walks off away mad*
Ralph: w-w-wait….Wait!
jack: wut…>:c
ralph: I-i….i…i…
Jack: -_- wutttt. :/
ralph: I..wanna…be meh ✨ Baka bean ✨ ^/////^
jack: le gasp 😮
ralph: GAH! It…it was stoopid…nvm…I’m js a stoopid hooman >~<
Jack: okeh…heh…I’ll be ur baka…..0w0
Ralph: *LE GAE INTENSIFIES*
Jack: *le blush and become a ✨ T O M A T O ✨
the end!!!!!!!
Chapter 2:
jack: Ralph-Chan
Ralph: AAAA- 0_o O! It’s jus u *hugs*
*jacks face started to match his red hair* (LE GAE INTENSIFIES) Ahaha- anyway-
Ralph: wut did u want 2 tell meh >\\<
Jack: so yuh know how we’re liek- bakas n stuff :3
ralph: yeeeeesss ✨
Jack: can I b chief neow ;333
Ralph: *le face palm*
Jack: wut…:/
Ralph: HMPH!
Jack: WHAT!!! ACK-
Ralph: do you…just want 2 be meh baka cuz u want 2 be le chief…. :/
Jack: *le gasp* I-
Ralph: *tears start forming in his eyes* is dat…al u think of me :((
jack: RALPH-CHAN!! NO! It’s- it’s not like that…
Ralph: THEN WUT IS IT :(…I- I don’t know..I…if I can do this anymor-
Ralph: I don’t know if I can do this anymore…
Jack: NOOOO WAIT- *grabs hand*
Ralph: get OFF me! GAH! Stupid Baka…>\\\\<
Jack: :((((( I’m sorry..Ralph-chan…I- you can be chief…
Ralph: okeh :3 *hugs
Jack: *le sigh* it’s ok bc ur meh Baka….
The end lmk if u want chapter 3
hehe.. lotf oneshot, sort of jalph? idk how long it is + my writing might be iffy :((
“Jack.” The voice low and uninterested, yet the matter urgent.
The green eyes wandered upwards, meeting a pair hidden behind lenses. Jack's brows furrowed at the sight of glasses, and winced as the glass glinted with sunlight when Piggy moved his head slightly to the side.
As far as Jack was concerned, that move was on purpose.
“What's your problem?” The hunter scoffed, standing from his spot on the large, stable rock. He was slightly surprised to then realise Piggy had made his way up the rock just to address him. He held his spear tightly for a bit of comfort and support, perhaps even to reinforce the fact that he could impose harm. An unconscious action that left Piggy daring to roll his eyes.
“Ralph is missing. None of us have seen ‘im since yesterday afternoon.”
“And what am I to do about that?” Jack retorts, though he couldn't fight the worry he felt in his chest. It was nothing like Ralph to run off, that was clear to everyone.
“Well, you are a hunter, are you not?”
“Are you really suggesting I hunt him down?”
“Damn it, Jack, you could at least put yourself to use. Besides, tracking and hunting are different. Results are different anyway..”
Jack huffed and his eyes made contact with the forest, if Ralph hadn't returned yesterday, that meant he spent the night in the forest, or— wherever else he could've gone. That left him feeling sympathy for the boy he supposedly wasn't fond of.
“I ought to.. be off then, I suppose.” He murmured, more to himself than anyone else.
“Jack.”
“What?”
“Be quick. And.. careful.”
“Bugger off.”
Jack turned away, before pausing, a guilt lingering.
“I will.” He adds, his voice softer. With that, he climbed down off the tall rock, leaving Piggy with the burden of getting down without help, but then Simon appeared to be on his way anyway.
It wasn't hard to find the boy's prints, for Ralph had flat soles, none of the other biguns had those. Jack was pleased to see that the footprints were still relatively visible, even though he had to fill in the gaps here and there. By the looks of it, Ralph went for quite the adventure. Jack tore apart a bush which was already quite mangled from someone else passing through, though they were much more careful with the bunch of nature than Jack was.
Ralph laid on a tree branch high up, stomach down and back to the tree canopy. It was warm, and for once, he'd had a good rest, uninterrupted by the whining and kicking of littluns, or the whispered bickering of Sam ‘n Eric.
He stayed deep in rest, despite it being afternoon, drool lay at the corner of his lips, which were naturally parted as he slept.
There Jack stopped, where Ralph's footsteps ceased, and he furrowed his brows in frustrated confusion. Ralph wouldn't best him, he was the greatest hunter after all.
He brought his spear closer, his gaze closely examining the area, but it was only his footsteps and Ralph's. His stomach fluttered at the sight of their footsteps alongside one another.
Finally, he tilts his head upwards, catching sight of a restful Ralph, and a grin graces his lips at the sight. He'd found the hiding chief.
The spear fell to the grassy floor, and Jack placed his foot in the hold of a branch, grabbing a higher one, lifting himself upwards.
As he climbed, he slipped for a moment, and a soft squeal escaped scared lips. With unexpected quickness, he clambered higher and in a better spot. Ralph must have been well ambitious when he climbed this unforgiving tree.
Once settled on a thick branch next to Ralph's, he stayed quiet, examining an exhausted kind-of-enemy-kind-of-not. During their days in the sun, Ralph had developed some freckles on the bridge of his nose, a feature he and Jack now shared — despite him having many more than Ralph overall.
“Ralph..” The hunter whispered reluctantly, causing the other to hum lowly in a mix of sleep and consciousness.
“Ralph?” He tries once more, a bit louder but equally soft, laying his hand on Ralph's shoulder to indicate this was reality and no dream.
“Piggy?” A quiet, slurred murmur.
That left Jack with hurt in his chest and an upset frown on his face.
“Piggy, Piggy, Piggy.” He momentarily mocked, childishly, “God, Ralph, wake up!”
Then opened tired blue eyes, meeting contemptuous green ones.
“Morning to you too.” Scoffs Jack, turning his head away. He was better than Piggy. Why would Piggy ever climb a tree for— for Ralph..
Jack looks downwards as an understanding dawns on him.
“Why’d you find me?” Ralph mutters, flattered but unsure of the intent of this gesture. Jack opens his mouth to reply, but he realises he's about to say that boy's name again and stops.
“It… crossed my mind.” Says Jack instead.
“You think of me?”
“That's not what I said.”
“You implied it.” Ralph grinned, sitting up properly, he appeared pleased with the idea that Jack kept him in mind.
“It was Piggy's idea, alright? Now leave it be.”
“Oh. Piggy’s idea. Right.” Ralph's shoulders visibly sagged beneath the dirty grey shirt. A moment of silence allowed both of them to ponder quietly with averted gazes.
“Why didn't you come back? Planning on abandoning us, ‘chief’?” The redhead lightly insults.
“It's not like that!” He quickly retorts with furrowed eyebrows.
“Then what's it like, Ralph?” Jack leaned forward with low, simmering anger.
“‘Course you wouldn't know. You're not chief. You go out all day long and come back with nothing but more sunburn!”
“That's—” Jack stopped, finding no suitable reply, “You shut it!” He points with an accusing finger.
In that moment, Ralph remembered the first day they'd spent together, with Simon, and how they'd laughed together and been friends.
Jack was taken aback by the lack of response, and he drew his finger back into the fist he'd made.
“Ralph?” He gently asks, not sure what the meaning of the other's silence was. Now, both hands on the branch he sat on.
“Jack?”
“I don't know.” The three words oddly soft and solemn.
“I suppose we ought to get back to the huts. Things to get done back there.”
“We?”
“Come, Jack.” Ralph gestures with a nod of his head, already beginning to climb down the giant tree.
Jack watched Ralph swiftly descend, before attempting to do so himself, doing his best to copy what Ralph had done. Once more, he slips, but this time he finds two arms catching him without hesitation.
“You're alright, hm?” Ralph questions, allowing Jack to stand proper before releasing him. The hunter turned around swiftly with a red face.
“Yes!” He proclaims before he stormed off, forgetting the previously abandoned spear.
Ralph eyes it, grinning in amusement before picking it up for the other boy and catching up to him.
GIGGLESS GIGGLES TOXIC YAOI HERE I COME
posted this on my ig too pls follow mee
@/matty.p010873 lololll
edit: lowk im making their ship name bloodySHELL!! or soemthifn like that lololl pls help me w shipnamesas
trying out different poses w this artstyle 🥲🥲 im still trying to get used to drawing human bodies💔
suddenly i remember that i have free will and i can draw whatever i want
jalph doodles heh. ihave a hc that they would take therapy sessions together (mostly forced by their parents)
