Latest Posts by the-frog-father - Page 2

Fatigue/training wear concepts <3

Don't look at me, look at my man wife

Actually daddy you're being kinda needy can you shut the fuck up for a bit, kitten's got a banging headache.

I feel I would be exceptional at all these average events 🥇

A few months ago I binge read the masterpiece that is Dominoes by @meridiansdominoes and had these illustrations to the latest chapter in my drafts ever since. Finally got a chance to finish them this week :D  I got such joy out of reading that story and was so inspired I just had to draw something. If you are a clone fan and haven’t read that fic yet, do yourself a favour and check it out!! 

Here is my piece to commemorate the Empires finale! I’ve had this idea bouncing around in my head for ages and I’m excited to finally show you 😄 I loved all of season one, so hype to see what the next has in store! I can’t wait to get painting 💪🏼✨

It’s been a few months since Empires s2 came to an end and I wanted to make a piece reflecting on the time we spent with these characters 🥰✨ When season 1 ended I did a series of paintings set to the End Poem, and so I decided to revisit the concept once again, making sure to switch up which line corresponded to which person. This series means a lot to me—in fact, this is one of two big Empires s2 projects I’ve been working on! There’s another one still in the works :D

Don't we all

I need to be a rockstar’s controversially young gf

I HAVE MADE A DISCOVERY 😱

So, you know about the spicy clone voice tik tock reels that have been traversing around???

Yes, yes, these clips (18+ Minors DNI):

The voice actor is @The Shape Shifter VA

But do you know where else you can find this VA's husky clone voice???

That's right, freaken TUKK TALES.

Captain Tukk and his merry men are being voiced by the same VA that is currently dropping panties across the Clone Whores Wars fandom.

Do with that info what you will, but I just had to let y'all know about it 😘

Tagging @isthereanechoinhere96 because you started this 🤣

god forbid 5000 year old girls do anything

redraw meme to cope lmao

Babe wake up, clonesuperiority posted

This one has to go under a cut. MDNI!

The best part about having friends who also grew up with TCW is you can draw stuff like this for their birthday :3

Based on this fanfiction: https://archiveofourown.org/users/login?restricted=true

You're just like me fr fr

Just read your obi-wan anakin sandwich post for the 162853 time and all I gotta say is

it always HITS

thank you for being so real w me. i want those two to use me until i am merely a bag of bones.

obi-wan’s point of view whenever anakin is driving their speeder or piloting their ship

the 501st finest (please this is the dumbest thing i've ever made)

Finally done! Ladies and Gentlemen: My first Mini comic here! It wasn't meant to be one, but after finishing the illustrations I really wanted to add the first 3 doodles for fun ^^

I better put the next image under a cut MDNI 🕵️‍♂️

next up is as requested Dart Maul ^^

I'd like to think that Ahsoka and Anakin would occasionally train with their troopers. Probably not, but the thought is nice 😔

Aslo: I kind of like the idea of some clones (hardcase in this case) being a bit more chubby :3

Bonus of headcanon body tattoos for Jesse, Hardcase and Kix 😊

I'VE BEEN FED

Addam had taken to calling you "wife," and you weren't about to correct him.

You weren't married, you could never find the time, and it wasn't like anyone was raring to go crying to the sept over it. The people of Hull, at least the people you interacted with, rarely made a fuss over such improprieties, and even had the decency to throw a groat or two in your cap whenever you put out a pot of stew for the dockworkers and looked the other way whenever you would curse burning yourself on the cauldron or hock some phlegm in the dirt or take a hearty swig from your flask. Some of the men told you they had never had fish stew that tasted quite like yours did, and you weren't about to tell them your recipe, so your infractions seemed small in the face of loosing out on the way the fish meat would fall apart in your mouth or how the potatoes were always soft but never mushy.

It had only taken Addam one trip to your little makeshift stand for him to start pining after you, gifting you that flask that you now took everywhere. It was made of sturdy leather, with a small seahorse painted somewhat poorly on one side, and it was given to you already filled with spiced rum. You had made sure Addam's portion had extra meat in it that day. The way his face broke into the biggest grin you'd ever seen told you everything you needed to know.

So yes, you weren't married, but he still called you "wife" and gifted you small trinkets and spent meals at your shack and kissed you when he saw you in the morning, as well as other things that were frankly nobody else's business.

Addam had set out early in the morning, just before the sun rose, with his sieve and other tools to go clam digging. You liked that he worked with his hands, and told him as much when he brought up how soft a lord's hands might be and how much nicer they might feel against your skin. You shoved your calloused palms into his, ending the conversation. He let you sleep in, careful to tiptoe around your living space as he collected his wares. He liked the way your kitchen always smelled like the spices he pinched from his brother's trading cog, and how you placed the small curios he gave you around the windows where you could look at them. He had heard of Lord Corlys Velaryon's Hall of Nine, displaying the treasures from his nine voyages, and thought it couldn't be better than the treasures you kept in your windowsill.

There was a chill in the air, a breeze that made Addam pull his tunic tighter around himself. He recalled how the blanket you used was starting to wear thin, and how the sea breeze would wake you soon without him there to keep you warm. The docks of the port town were already filled with men, loading and unloading boxes, taking inventory, haggling prices with the local merchants, the general bustle of seafarers and sailers. Cod and herring were the main catches coming off the fishing boats, and he knew you would stop by later to pick up some to take home.

The beaches were comparatively quiet, with only a few other men digging around for clams. Poking around, he found a few small depressions in the sand, before settling in and getting to work.

The sun was over the horizon by the time you had made your way down to the beach, slightly stale bread in one hand and basket in the other. Addam stuck out a hand to wave you down, and before you had the chance to say anything, he dropped a pale pink shell into your basket. You fished it out, dropping down to sit beside him as you thumbed over the ridges of the body and poked at the spire. You held it up to the rising sun to see the way the colors changed, before pocketing it.

You cut a piece of bread from the loaf, handing it to him. It would be no use in warning him of its staleness, he wasn't like to complain. He took the piece gratefully, as if it was baked by the cooks in High Tide itself, although you could see the effort he had to put in to ripping off a piece in his mouth. You took your thumb and brushed away the crumbs that stuck to his cheeks. His is a handsome face, you thought, one you wouldn't mind letting people think was your husband's. The chill stung at your skin, and you pulled your knit cape close around your shoulders.

Standing up, you shook the sand from your boots and patted down your skirts. You took a swig from your flask, letting the rum warm your chest. Leaning down, you pressed a kiss to your husband's forehead, and he leaned up to press his own to his wife's cheek. While he felt a pang in his chest as you picked up your things and headed into town, he couldn't deny the contentment in watching you. In those moments he felt like he understood the stories of sailors crashing their ships at the sight of beautiful women-beasts, although none of the sailors could ever hope to know the warmth of their hearth or the grit of their sharp tongue, and none could call a beast "wife," so what could the stories know of ship-wrecking love, anyways.

Welp, I know what I'm watching tomorrow

18. Ewan McGregor Movie Review: Nora (2000)

(the pictures used are from Frock Flicks on Pinterest)

We made it to the new millennium! Time to say goodbye to our 90's lad and say hello to Ewan's 2000's era!

Genre: Drama

Rating: R

Director: Pat Murphy

Synopsis: "Nora" stars Susan Lynch as the titular character and Ewan McGregor. The movie is based on the real life of Nora Barnacle, who was the life partner of the prolific Irish writer, James Joyce. Her story begins as a bright-eyed young woman eager to leave her town. After falling in love with a talented writer, and accomplishing her dream to move out of Dublin, she starts to realize that the life she envisioned for herself is nothing like the reality she finds herself in.

Ewan Review: Ewan plays the character James Joyce. Although the movie is called "Nora" it could have easily been called "James", as the film seems to focus more on him than his counterpart. James is an aspiring Irish writer and a very talented one at that. The only problem is that he struggles to find a publisher for his work which makes him feel insecure in his craft. He is arrogant, self-centered, heavily swayed by the opinions of his friends, and prone to fits of jealousy. He loves Nora and is utterly reliant on her love and support though he can be too proud to admit it. Ewan speaks in an Irish accent for the role, which I don't think is great, but he does act opposite of a native Irish actress so the difference is more noticeable. He has facial hair which changes over time and I didn't like at all. He speaks a little Italian, plays guitar, and sings five times. This movie is smut city! He has a love interest and when they aren't fighting they're fucking. Within ten minutes of the movie, Ewan is whimpering like a puppy while getting jacked off in an alley. He has several kiss scenes and sex scenes, one of which is nude doggy style. He has a shirtless scene, fingering scene, and a masturbation scene. He also exhibits some cuckolding desires which I found intriguing. The creme de la creme in my opinion is the dirty talking sequence. James and Nora write erotic letters to each other which the actors read out loud. One more thing that I must mention is something I've yet to see repeated in a Ewan movie. In one particular sex scene, Ewan strokes Susan Lynch's leg, creeping up her dress, and you see her twitch. Like, the involuntary twitch your body does when someone touches you just right...I'm just gonna leave that right there. Overall, Ewan gives a good performance.

Screentime Percentage: Ewan is on screen for a grand total of 60/107 minutes making his SP 56%.

To Ewan or not to Ewan: Is the movie worth watching for Ewan content alone? Yes! Is it worth watching in general? Y'all are gonna think I'm crazy for this, but no. Maybe if you're a fan of James Joyce, which is the intended audience anyway, then you'll find it enjoyable. The movie itself is pretty boring. While Susan Lynch was the best actor in this film and did incredible, I wouldn't watch this except for Ewan and even that was a struggle when smut wasn't happening. If you're choosing movies to watch based on the Ewan factor then this is an understandable skip. It's extremely unfortunate that even pathetic, jealous, sex couldn't save this for me.

Where to Watch: "Nora" is available for rent on YouTube. You can stream it for free on the following platforms: Tubi, Pluto TV, Sling TV, Fandango at Home, Freevee, Amazon Prime Video, and Redbox.

they dont tell you this but your 20s are actually all about saying youre gonna kill yourself

You know what? Fuck it. If this post gets 15k notes I'll push my parents to get my fibromyalgia diagnosis. Not happening

Been in Norway for a few weeks, here are some photos from my trip!

Thank you, now I've been fed

LA Buggy: sitting his his chair like that

Me: Hello Sailor

PAIRING : opla!buggy x transmasc! reader x slight!cabaji

TAGS : cockwarming, implied threesome, no beta we die like ace, orgasm denial , bottom reader breeding, minors dni, polyamory, maybe ooc buggy, maybe pt.2, short fic I wrote this instead of sleeping, im so normal about this man . women aligned readers can interact just don’t be weird.

“awe look at you squirming on my dick, how do you think our cabaji will react seeing you like this” Buggy teased watching you try to take his length.

“ he’d be nicer than you-“ you snarled back playfully but was cut off as he had snapped his hips shoving his full length in.

“don’t get smart when you’re in this position, don’t forget whose in charge here” he whispered into ear and nibbling it afterwards. “but if i can recall you were the one who wanted me to breed you earlier correct?”

“m feel full” you mummer as you start to adjust to his length, and he grips your waist

“I can still feel his seed inside of you , but tonight you’re gonna be filled with mine”

you moan as you feel him start thrusting into you. each thrust more intense than the last , wet noises filling up the circus tent that you and buggy were in that those outside definitely could hear. he started to then place kisses down your exposed neck

marking sure that it would leave marks the next day .

“what happened to all that shit you were talking earlier feels too good pretty boy?” he teased, due to the noises you were making

“please m’ gonna cum” you beg as you start to feel you get close to release.

“ m’ gonna cum” he mocked with a laugh following as he ceased his movements. causing you to whine at your ruined orgasm.

“can’t have you cummin’ so early darlin’.. besides. cabaji and I agreed that you wouldn’t cum until he gets back with his report , after that little stunt you played yesterday”

© marimology do not steal or copy my work

Inaki Godoy really puts the silly little guy into Luffy, prime casting right here

he actually never did anything wrong in his life and i will defend this silly boy with my whole being forever

I just learned that Yung Gravy is 6'8 and now everyone needs to know that

(I thought of this last night and I haven't known peace since, this is so stupid I'm sorry)

What would happen to Steven Lim if his arms and legs got cut off? He wouldn't have any Steven Limbs.

Yes

Do you cry more when you sing “Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story” or do you cry more when you hear it?

I'm writing smut right now and I actually got so bored of writing the exposition and stuff I stopped and just started writing the smut.

Am I ok?

WELL DAMN

Will Poulter Imagine - Broken Locks

AN:  I don’t normally write for real life people, I usually write about their characters when they’re in something as I’m best at character writing however this imagine came to me whilst I was in the shower and I wanted to write it. I know some people get funny about writers writing imagine for the real life people however this is purely fiction and for entertainment purposes. Will’s not going to see this and I personally see nothing wrong with writing a piece of fiction based around a real life human. 

Summary: You and Will are flat mates and when the bathroom lock breaks. What happens when boundaries are broken…

Pairings: Will Poulter x reader

Word Count: 2,159

Warnings: Strong language, lots of fluff at the beginning, smut at the end. Unprotected shower smut (use protection kids) 

Will was very kind to offer you a place to stay when you needed it. You recently had to leave your flat and you were good friends with Will after filming together last year so due to Will’s kind heart he offered for you to be flat mates with him. He had a small spare bedroom which you quickly moved into and that’s where it all started. 

You and Will hadn’t been flatmates very long before the bathroom door lock broke. You two soon had to learn trust and boundaries after that happened. You both became very good at being aware of when the other was in the bathroom at which time since you were both too lazy or too busy to get the locked fixed. 

Things seemed to be going well until one day when Will had gone out and had a bit too much to drink… Leading him to end up at the door of the bathroom whilst you were in the shower, begging to be let in…

Keep reading

Me looking through my drafts and scrolling through pages and pages of unpublished and unfinished smut