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midpatapink · 11 months
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Shortaki Week 2023 Day 8
I decided to draw Metals  Helga and Arnold )
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thegoodenchantress22 · 11 months
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Day Three - Memories / Pilot / Hold On
With the newfound resurgence in interest of "the Patakis" I knew I had to do Helga Pataki, now fifteen and attending her first day of smart-people high school as a pilot episode that doesn't exist (yet). It's a little hard to read, but Helga does have the first of many letters from Arnold (who I head-canon is in San Lorenzo with his parents to reconnect and become a part-time humanitarian for the Helpers for Humanity in between school).
"Dear Helga, how are you? I'm alright. Starting school here soon. Things are definitely different... How is your school? I miss you... I hope we meet soon... From Arnold."
I did a mini sketch for this while I was visiting my uncle and aunt in the same sketchbook I did Shortaki Week 2022 in but didn't end up using it this time. Although the leaked pitch bible for the show had Helga in a blue shirt and jeans, the description says "she dons black t-shirts, androgynous jeans with big cuffs, and chunky combat-esque boots" and "on her head, instead of a bow, is a grungy stocking cap (the famous pink bow is hidden underneath)".
The Patakis show doesn't exist... yet... but with your help, you can sign a petition for a greenlight of the the show! Here's a link to the official "Operation: The Patakis" Twitter for more details! If it's something that interests you, we could have a similar resurgence to TJM!
Anywho, shameless plug out of the way, I hope you like Day Three~ I had a nice little time making it for you~
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mooni17 · 1 year
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The 6th graders are making "Sense and sensibility", everything goes perfect... everything except a jealousy Arnold trying to stop JJ, who is come back in PS 118, what will do Arnold and Helga?
Fanfiction: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14133308/24/Hillwood-tales 
Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/1319404875-hillwood-tales-24-sense-and-jealousy 
AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/41552946/chapters/114067228 
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Los alumnos de sexto están presentando "Sensatez y sentimientos", todo va perfecto... todo excepto un Arnold celoso que intenta detener a JJ, que regresó a PS 118, ¿qué harán Arnold y Helga?
Fanfiction: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14133311/24/Hillwood-Tales-Latino 
Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/1319415296-hillwood-tales-latino-24-sensatez-y-celos 
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jupiterlor · 1 year
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it’s been a while since I’ve drawn any Helga and Arnold.
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Arnoldxhelga 💕
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mylastfantasy10 · 2 years
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I did a redraw of on of my first HA! fanarts. I had a lot of fun doing this and it made me happy to see the improvement side by side. What do you think? Have I improved? #heyarnold #arnoldxhelga #myart #mybabies
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shameonpretzel · 6 years
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Sailor Helga
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Artwork by Eclips777 (Eden Spring)
"Hey, you!" she yelled. "Yeah, that's right, I'm talking to you, bucko!" The ball-monster craned its neck slowly so he could see the young girl. "Who are you?" he growled. "I'm Helga G. Pataki, the toughest girl in this city. You'd better bring those kids back and get out of here pronto…or you'll have to answer to Ol' Betsy!" Helga showed her fist and gave the meanest scowl she could possibly muster, but it only elicited a deep, guttural laugh from the monster. He turned completely around to face Helga, and outstretched his hands so his palms were facing upwards. "Come," he said deeply. "We play ball." A single black ball materialized above each palm. "Oh, crap," said Helga. 
The two balls shot directly out towards Helga. At the last second, she leapt out of the way. Rather than bounce off the walls, the balls exploded, creating a hole in the side of the building. The ball-monster then crossed his arms over his body, then uncrossed them and outstretched them into the air. A long line of black balls appeared overhead, then came crashing down upon Helga, who literally had to sprint across the playground to avoid being hit. "I thought this stupid thing was supposed to protect me!" yelled Helga, the locket still grasped in her hand. She jumped up vertically as another black ball sailed underneath her legs. Suddenly, she remembered: "Oh, wait – there was something that I was supposed to say first…but what? AAH!" Helga leapt away again, narrowly missing a ball that instead struck the bike rack, causing metal and broken tires to fly everywhere. "Was it…Moon Magic? No…Moonie Power…that's not it…Make-up Pyramid? Aargh, I'm never gonna get it right!!" In a fit of anger, Helga chucked the locket across the pavement. Only after it left her hand did she realize her colossal folly. "Arnold!" Helga ran and jumped, sliding on the pavement and catching the locket just before it hit the ground. "Phew, that was close…" she said, sighing in relief. But now she was vulnerable, and the monster took the opportunity to fire a ball directly at her. Knowing that she couldn't escape in time, Helga could only close her eyes shield herself from the impending attack. But the attack never came. Rather, the ball that was supposed to strike her had instead sailed up and exploded harmlessly in the air. Relieved, but at the same time confused, Helga opened her eyes to see what caused the amazing stroke of luck. A blonde boy in a tuxedo suit, top hat, and cape was standing in front of her. He turned to look at her. "Are you alright?" he asked. She couldn't see his face quite clearly, as he was wearing a half-mask, but his unique, football-shaped head looked strikingly familiar… "Arnold…?" said Helga in utter disbelief. The masked boy lifted Helga off the ground and into his arms; she was too awe-struck to make a sound. He then leapt high into the air, so high in fact that he landed on the roof of the school building. "You'll be safe here," he said, setting her down. "Let me handle the beast." Helga, still stunned, could only nod slowly as he went back to the ground below to confront the ball-monster. He pulled out a black cane that she hadn't before noticed, and straightened in a fencing-like pose as he pointed it at the creature. "You want to play? Fine. Then play with me." The ball monster growled in acceptance of the challenge as it held its arms out straight in front of itself, its palms now facing the boy. Several black balls appeared behind the monster, shooting out in a barrage. Unflinching, the boy took his cane and, with both hands, began to twirl it rapidly, like a propeller blade. As before, the balls were deflected in various directions before exploding without causing any damage. "Come on," said the boy tauntingly. "Is that all you got?" Angry, the monster roared and sent another barrage of balls at his opponent. This time, the boy had dropped the cane on the ground and pulled a dozen red roses from his coat pocket; he then threw them at the barrage. As they pierced each ball, they turned from black to red again, and then change directions so that instead they hit the monster dead-on. As the monster staggered back and forth, trying to regain its footing, the masked assailant had picked up his cane again and had lunged forward. From the rooftop, Helga watched the monster hobble to and fro, unable to retaliate from the boy's relentless attack. Suddenly, she came to her senses. "I've got to help him!" she cried. "But what was that phrase. It was moon-something. Moon…moon…." "It's 'Moon Prism Power, Make-up'!" yelled the boy, between jabs. Eventually, he struck the monster into submission and it fell backwards onto the ground. "Say it, now!" "Right," Helga stood up straight and, with locket in both hands, outstretched her arms toward the sky and yelled the phrase. "MOON PRISM POWER, MAKE-UP!" An enormous white light emanated brightly from the locket, washing over her entire body so that she could no longer be seen. Almost instinctively, Helga grabbed a nearby Frisbee that had accidentally flown onto the roof several weeks ago and jumped off the building. Rather than simply fall straight down, she floated until her feet gracefully touched the ground. Struggling, the monster finally got to its feet. "Hey, ball-boy!" came an ethereal voice from the body of light. "Play-time is over." When thrown, the Frisbee had become a glowing disc of light. It flew true to its target, slicing directly through the monster's abdomen, causing it to give one final howl before dissipating into shadow, and then, nothing. The glowing disc then made a U-turn and flew higher into the air where it stopped at certain height before spinning rapidly and showered the entire playground with sparkling light. The hole in the wall of the school and the bikes on the bike rack were mended in an instant. The chalk drawings which covered the pavement had disappeared, and the children slowly re-appeared in unconscious heaps on the ground. The balls, which had caused so much carnage and mayhem, simply faded away. Finally, the disc glided back to the ground, becoming nothing more than an ordinary Frisbee, blue and plastic. "Wow," was all Helga could say. "There's something you DEFINITELY don't see every day". Her eyes fell upon a red rose lying on the ground. As she bent down to pick it up, she noticed for the first time the changes that had happened to her. She was wearing boots, knee-high pink boots! Her elbow-length gloves were white, as was the bodysuit she had on, which was generously decorated with two large, pink bows, one in the back (which was fastened to a short, frilly blue skirt), and one in the front; attached to the latter was her locket, which was still heart-shaped, but now had an ornamented pink cover which held the emblem of the crescent-moon instead of Arnold's visage. Helga turned and went to the window to get a better look at herself. In the reflection, she could see that she was also wearing a small pink band with a single crescent moon around her neck, a blue and white sailor collar, and a gold tiara with a gem on the middle of her forehead. Upon closer inspection, Helga could see that her blonde-hair pigtails had grown to double their original length so that they were down to her waist. On the inside, she felt stronger, like a soldier; on the outside, however, she felt completely different. She felt…pretty. "I don't believe it…" she said, touching the reflection with her hand. "Is that me?" "You did it." Helga turned just in time to see the masked boy exit the playground at the gate. "You saved your friends, and delivered the school from utter destruction." He turned and smiled, giving her a thumbs-up. "Good work…Sailor Moon." She watched as the boy started to run, then leapt up high, to the top of a nearby building, and then out of sight. As her fellow classmates were coming to, Helga stood and looked on, in awe over what had transpired. --- Helga finished her math test early that afternoon (the extra studying had apparently paid off). As the other students in her class were still solving problems in their heads, she wrote about her own personal dilemmas inside the little pink book that she kept hidden in her desk. Well, it's been quite a week. One minute I'm flunking long division, and the next I become some sort of evil-thwarting super-heroine. Talk about your ups and downs. Boy, that monster was tough, but I think I showed him who's boss. The strangest thing about this whole incident, though, is that it only happened an hour ago, yet no one seems to remember, not even Arnold. Helga looked up and saw that, two desks in front of her, Arnold was still working on his test; from the time they had come back to class, he had given no indication that anything out of the ordinary had occurred at all. Could it be that I'm wrong? Maybe it wasn't him that saved me….wait, what am I saying? Of course it was him, who else could it be? Then why is he pretending like nothing happened? Does he know something that I don't? Perhaps…perhaps even he's not aware of what happened? But that doesn't make sense. Helga looked up again, and this time, spotted Luna outside, perched upon the windowsill. She smiled and nodded at the black cat, who fully understood the meaning, and left. Whatever the reason, it's too late to turn back now. I've got to get to the bottom of this mystery, and if using these new-found powers of mine helps me to figure it out, then so be it. Who knows? Maybe Arnold and I will finally become closer in the process. Only time will tell. Helga 
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sarahi32skellington · 5 years
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Helga Pataki Quick Sketch 🎨❤ #dailydrawing #dibujotradicional #dailydraw #doodles #draw #doodling #arnoldxhelga #artlife #art🎨 #artistdrawing #artistdraw #nicktoons #nickelodeonfanartwork #nickelodeoncartoons #nickelodeonart #heyarnold #helgapataki #heyarnoldfanart #instaart #instalike #ilustrator #instadraws #ilustration #followme #fanart #comicartist #cartoon #cartoonart #craigbartlett https://www.instagram.com/p/ByZd6XqDOya/?igshid=1tn29pm2su16t
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jjsammii · 6 years
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Helga: Ow!
Arnold: *concerned* What happened?
Helga: Oh, I just fell for you so hard, it hurt.
Arnold: But...you didn't actually fall, you're still standing.
Helga: *falls dramatically*
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midpatapink · 11 months
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thegoodenchantress22 · 11 months
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Day Five - Bloodstream / Smother / Hidden
Remember those Shortaki kids I did back in 2022? No? Well here they are as actual kids! If you remember, these kids are based off of the triplets that Arnold dreamed about him and Helga having in the episode 'Married'. I decided to give a glimpse of what the three would look like if they were nine (yes they're triplets).
I feel like Stella, the Helga lookalike, would get into scrapes to protect her siblings. Phillip, the one standing, would try to de-escalate the situation (his chicken Isabelle is also pictured... kind of...). And Gertrude, the one in Arnold's arm, is the one who would usually be picked on by other peers.
I think this fight happened because Gertie is on the autistic spectrum in some way (it wasn't explicitly said in her profile I made last year, but I feel it made sense). Kids can be cruel, and misunderstandings about what she says or does can lead to confrontation (which Gertie justifiably does not care for). Perhaps with a Burman kid or something. Seeing her sister in distress, Stella steps in and threatens to get the kid to cut it out. Even with Phil's attempts to stop a fight, his slightly-older sister launches into one anyway. She is victorious and the other kid runs away, but she is badly injured.
Stella initially tries to hide that she got hurt from her parents (especially one particular wound oozing a stream of blood), but Arnold and Helga find out rather quickly, both extremely concerned. While Helga patched Stella up (in between grumbles of "Mom, you're smothering me..."), Phil explains what happened. Gertrude confirms with timid nods. Arnold thanks them for telling the truth, but suggests that Stella should apologize after she calms down.
Alright, so this one is a bit of a stretch and I had to do a lot of my explaining in the description, but I'm happy with how it turned out and that's what matters, I think. Thank you for all your support! See you tomorrow! I'm extremely excited for then!
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fanfan-arm · 2 years
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#heyarnold #shortaki #arnoldxhelga #arnoldxhelgaship #sheraandtheprincessesofpower #catradora #helgapataki #arnoldshortman #catra #adora #shera #sherafanart #heyarnoldau #sheraylasprincesasdelpoder #spop #spopau #spopadora #catraxadora #heyarnoldhelga #helgagpataki https://www.instagram.com/p/CaTV-0msz7b/?utm_medium=tumblr
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jackiepuddin · 6 years
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🎄🎀Arnold’s Christmas Angel 🎀🎄
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marie-allen-on · 6 years
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Jungle Fever - Chapter 2
Almost twenty-three hours later, they were landing in San Lorenzo. This was their third plane and was by far the smallest, oldest thing she had even been in. How it had even lifted into the air, she would never know. It had been terrifying and Helga had forced herself to sleep with the intention that if she died, she wouldn't even know it. But now she jolted awake and looked outside the tiny window, trying to figure out what was happening. The plane vibrated and groaned and that was a breaking sound, oh god they were crashing! The piece of shit was falling apart!
"It's ok, Helga," Arnold's voice was low but it seemed so loud, echoing in her ears. Her only response was to stare at him in terror but when her eyes locked onto his green ones, a sense of calm washed over her. Slowly, she nodded and before she knew it, the plane was down and taxiing to its destination.
The last day's events flooded back to her. The plane ticket, trying not to die of boredom as they waited for the flight that night, the fight with the airport personnel to keep her carry-on with her on this last flight and not let it be stowed in the belly of the beast because all of her worldly possessions and money were in there, and eventually forced herself to fall asleep. She thought that she had been dreaming about this, but it looked like it was real.
Very, very real. Read more... Archive of Our Own Fanfiction.net
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jeremyfuscaldo · 7 years
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Inktober Day 21:
Arnold & Helga walk right into a trap where a new challenger approaches.
And it doesn’t look like he’s here to talk to them about the Avenger Initiative.
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kirurupower · 6 years
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Hace algunas horas estrenó en USA la pelicula de Hey Arnold "The Jungle Movie" y aunque todavia no hay novedades sobre su estreno en Latinoamerica... Realmente espero que llegue pronto, por ahora les dejo mi dibujo de la escena del beso del capitulo "La obra escolar" coloreado ❤ Me encanta ese capítulo! #heyarnold #heyarnoldthejunglemovie #arnold #tjm #seasonsix #craigbartlett #arnoldxhelga #helga #romeoandjuliet #love #nickelodeon #draw #color #paint #kiss #arnoldshortman #helgapataki #shortaki #thejunglemovie
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