#froggy feet

[cutearose]

froggy socks :)

[artpopbyceleste]

[lavendel081]

Mhh🤔

[baylardian-1]

was playing around (((again))) with the fun little teehee scenario of janeway and chakotay getting captured/imprisoned/separated on an away mission together likeeeeee in season 3 and kathryn has her first epic Heat Sickness moment (its been about a year since she got warp 10'd). and she busts out of her cell and finds him via smell or something like a freak and she strips off her uniform on the way and takes off her shoes so she can scurry around faster (freak) and chakotay's like 'wow queen good job busting us out' but her 1 goal was to find him and never let go so hes gotta like convince her somehow to prioritize escape over whatever the heck she's thinking of doing to him lmao I THINK ABOUT THIS A NORMAL AMOUNT OKAYYYYYYYY

[dailypearldoodles]

for your consideration. Human tilly and human froggy and their horribly cursed little beast pearl <3

Day 272

Just Froggy for now because I'm still don't have a finalized design for Tilly, but I had a great time designing Froggy!

Although keep in mind we are only on episode 1 of limited life so Froggy's design will be subject to change if we get any new info about her or something lol

She's a Siamese cat so I made her a little thai girl :D i had a bit of trouble like, finding clothing or hairstyles that was like, from thai, was appropriate with what i wanted, and helped the cat silhouette because cat. but! i found a set of drawings by nalunalulove that was like, disney princesses in thai traditional clothing and that helped a ton :D

no backstory for her yet, again we literally only have a half episode of information on her lmao

also her colored sketch under the cut :D

[aroaceofthesea]

Im remaking boggy the froggy bc i lost him during the summer and this time im 100% adding his butt and his smol backpack

[tangledinink]

Not a question but a lil thing I drew from the latest chapter of tmwn?

ITS PERFECT. NO NOTES. WOW.

[awesomefroggy]

Of my two cats, I can't decide whose awful kitten behavior while I try to eat is worse: Nott literally biting my ankles or Frumpkin silently bodily flinging himself at the back of my chair in order to try and climb the back of it

[froggi-mushroom]

Went gay clubbing with the girls in central last night

[sundogscoops]

Hands you 3 babie rats

[drowsyanddazed]

my internet is kinda shitty and i sent you an ask but i don’t think it went through :( so if this is the second time you’re seeing this pls pretend it’s the first <3 anyways the fist ask was basically me sending you ‘till forever- labi siffre because it reminds me of [redacted]

“I look up from my book and see you sleeping

Sleeping on the sofa

Wearing my pullover”

froggie!! going insane! you are right of course,, it’s just like them to relate to a labi siffre song, sickening really. anyways listening to it now and also the bit ‘i could almost eat you’ and that’s uh well that’s [redacted] that is also ‘now after all this time i still adore you’ :\

[social-mockingbird]

Bought a new green sundress yesterday and dressed it up to wear to work today which means I keep periodically looking down at myself and seeing the color and going “hehe frog” every few minutes

[muse-bs]

woke up to a package from my sibling that contained a sock spider, like a sock monkey, but spider

it’s got eight buttons on its face for eyes and is perhaps the cutest thing I’ve ever fuckn seen

[ccwpidsblog]

a/n: since when was fat a bad word? dni ugly fatphobes genuinely kiss my fat black ass.

content warning: more freaky froggie stuff becus cupid does it best!!

men whom love fat women !!

yes fat. with bellies that fold under their clothes and poke through their high waisted jeans. chunky arms that jiggle when they move, and that oh so lovely layer of fat under their chins, giving their round faces an almost childish glem. don't get them started on stretch marks— the tiger strips that cover their tummies, shoulders, and jiggly thighs only add to the mouthwatering appeal. fat women that are just so biteable, edible, and loveable. big strong men who laugh find it absolutely laughable at the thought of not being able to handle a woman with extra meat on their bones. was that a challenge? they sure see it as one.

big strong nasty men who laugh deep and proud as they squeal and gasp in surprise when they're lifted off their feet and chucked around like they didn't weigh over 225. proud nasty brutes who prove they can handle it by fucking their chunky lady standing up. holding every squish of fat up as they ram their even bigger cocks into their messy little pussies. dropping dumb dick that has them gasping and begging for air.

brutes who don't stop until they have their woman fucked out and panting. proud like they've just won the lottery. "still think i can't handle you?."

fuck. he sure can..

— REINER! REINER! REINER! SOAP! SOAP! SOAP!

[hylianengineer]

A aromantic prince has been turned into a frog

It's a curse only true love can break

So he spends months trying to fall in love, trying to stop being who he is because god dammit he's not a frog either!

After yet another unsuccessful date, he begins to despair for his future which is looking more amphibious by the minute.

A loud noise disturbs his brooding as something comes crashing through the undergrowth. He's barely gotten his little froggy feet underneath him before a tiny (but still quite big if you're a frog!) hand is scooping him into the air.

A little kid sees the frog on the grass.

They grab it before he has the chance to protest and kiss him square on his slimy little head.

He transforms back into a very confused human.

No, this is not a Renesme moment, gross. Not romantic love or even friendship, just the blind joy of a kid who thinks frogs are super cool. The child loves every amphibian she's ever set eyes on, but that doesn't make it any less real. And she grows up to be a biologist who studies frogs, because of course she does. The prince pays her tuition as thanks for returning him to his proper form. She was like 4 years old at the time and doesn't even remember the frog incident - there's just some random rich dude paying for her college because of something she doesn't remember, but she's not complaining because grad school is expensive as heck.

[angel-of-the-moons]

Your Beanies are My Babies, too

Steven Grant x Reader (Implied Marc & Jake x Reader)

TW/CW: None!

Summary:

Steven makes sure you know nothing is too silly or childish for him if it makes you happy.

A/N: This came to me because unpacking some things I found the few Beanie Babies I have! Including my sweet lil froggy I thought my sister stole :')

You sighed as you closed the little plastic tote, your shoulders sagging with guilt as you prepared to stuff the container on the top shelf in the back of the closet.

"What's wrong, love?" Steven asked curiously as he carefully placed your clothes in the freshly emptied drawers in the dresser.

You had decided to make everything more official in your relationship by moving in together. Steven's place was bigger than yours, and with some TLC and cleaning, it was plenty big for your stuff as well.

"Oh, it's... it's nothing, don't worry about it." You reply, your smile strained and not quite reaching your eyes. He noticed, but didn't say anything.

Instead, he nodded and smiled back, his dark eyes twinkling, "Right, then. Let's stop and make lunch, yeah? Been at this all morning!"

Steven set the empty cardboard box atop the dresser, and wiped his hands dramatically free of imaginary dust, "You hungry?"

Your smile widened just a bit, genuine mirth taking hold at the thought of one of his delicious veggie wraps. "I'm starving."

He didn't mean to be nosey. He really, really, truly, absolutely didn't!

It's just that you looked so... forlorn when you looked inside the tote. Steven got curious and merely wanted to see what had upset you so.

What he didn't anticipate, was rather cute, small, and well-loved toys! "Beanie Babies"; Marc had told him. "But why keep them in a tote?"

"I d'nno." Steven mumbled softly. "Bad memories? Gifts from a dead relative?"

Jake spoke up. "Well, whatever the case, maybe we should put them back--"

"Oooh! Look at this one! It's a hippo!" Steven cooed at the cute, purple little toy. "This one is called "Happy the Hippo"... And his birthday is..." He said as he read the colorful heart-shaped tag.

"Steven?" Your voice barked.

He jumped and dropped the little toy, his face lighting with a scarlet hue at being caught snooping.

"I--I--" He stammered.

"Wh-why are you..." You paled, beginning to feel a surge of panic sweep through you. The last time this happened....

"Hey, hey! It's okay." Steven said, quickly climbing to his feet to rush over to you. He rubbed your arms up and down as you pressed the heels of your palms to your eyes.

"Please don't be mad..." You say, biting back a soft sob.

"M... Mad?" He blinked, "Why on earth would I be mad at you? I'm the one who went through your things without permission!"

You look into his eyes; not picking up on a single hint of malice or mockery there, all you could see was... concern and sympathy?

"My--my B-Beanie Babies..." You blubber softly, looking over to the tote he'd been looking into.

"Y-yeah? What about them?" He asked, trying to follow your train of thought.

"My... My exes, they..." You sniffle. "They said they were stupid. That they were stupid little kid toys and as an adult I shouldn't have them..."

You swallow, "M-my ex boyfriend before you... He tried to throw them away because he said they were dumb... I've had most of them since I was little. I've taken good care of them, and..."

"Oh, love..." He breathed. "Did you think I'd have a problem with your collection? Is that why you're so scared?"

"I.... Yeah."

"Well, in case you haven't noticed... I have quite the collection myself." Steven giggled, looking around at his stacks of books, museum paraphernalia, bits and baubles... "Why would you think I'd have a problem with your Beanie Babies?"

"I... Everyone says they're a stupid hobby, that they're for kids--" You say hastily, as if trying to defend those that insulted something so precious to you. And that hurt him.

He leaned in and kissed your forehead affectionately, "Sweetheart, they're adorable. I didn't have Beanie Babies growing up. Mum was... Well. Things like that were for "girls"..."

"So you... Like them?" You ask hopefully.

"I love them!" He chirped cheerfully. "Why don't we get them out of that dreary old tote and put them on a special little shelf? Give them a view? Maybe they could overlook the fish tank!"

You sniffle again and nod, smiling gratefully as you wipe at your cheek. "Yeah... Yeah. We... We can do that?"

"Yep!" He kissed your cheek, "Because your Babies are my Babies... They're charming and cute... Now let's clear off a shelf for them!"

You watched, your heart squeezing so sweetly in your chest as he began to precariously climb atop his desk (and almost fell) to prepare the new place for your special collection.

Why did you ever think he'd make fun of you?