#intelligentmrtoad

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@intelligentmrtoad asked: "Would you believe me if i said wrong place, wrong time?" Toad forces a laugh, desperately trying to gauge how fucked he is. "But, uh... no 'arm done! So, it's fine... r-right, mate...?" [ Hello! I hope it's okay if I jump in on a prompt! 👋 ]

    It was like clockwork. Every day, there was something to come out in the night for. While he didn't mind making a trip for those calls, it became routine almost. There were days where one call wasn't made and a part of his heart felt some sorrow; did Toad forget his daily call for Bigby? Was he no longer needed? The agony!

    Yet, here he was. Standing out in the street, blocking Toad's way for a moment while the streetlight provided some kind of path on the sidewalk. At this point, it was expected to hear something about brushing it off and let by-gones be by-gones. But he wasn't going to let his outside walk expose him to a bunch of Mundies.

    " ... look, Toad, I expect anything at this point. I'd like to hear what your reason is for being out here in the middle of the night," he muttered. "And it's the middle of November ... I can't just brush past this, Toad. What is it this time?"

[finalslay]

"How do I know your promise will be kept?" Toad's bulging yellow eyes narrow suspiciously. "I want some kinda guarantee I ain't gettin' fucked!" ... As usual.

[ Hiiiii! I hope it's okay if I jump in here on the fantasy prompts! 🥹 ]

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bigby rolls his eyes.

he isn't trying to be a dick — not intentionally, anyway — but there is just something about the tone in which toad had spoke, the way he's looking at him, that just has a way of making him want to reach out and strangle him.

once upon a time, he would have eaten him without a second thought, and that would have been that.

sadly, things aren't so simple nowadays.

the wolf leans against the brick wall behind him, hand slipping into the pocket of his jacket in search of his familiar comforts. the pack of cigarettes now held in hand, bigby sighs in exasperation. “ you usually bring that shit on yourself, toad, ” he muttered under his breath, shaking his head. “ listen, i'm just saying, i will do my best to see what i can do here. they've cracked down on the glamour requirement, though, and for good reason. ”

it isn't exactly in fabletown's favor for mundies to see a frog man walking around, after all — and bigby doesn't control the cost of the glamours, no matter how much everyone seems to think he does.

“ do me a favor and just try to stay low for a bit, m'kay? i'll see if i can sweet talk snow into finding one for ya — but this is a one time deal, you hear me? don't expect me to keep this up. ”

[pawnshcpdevil]

JSERsy it's toad............ i'm'm reaLLY FUCKIN pisshed reight now but i watnted to call you to tell you soemthing really importantn............. alwright here it is............................................... FUCK YOU go ffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffftTtttttttttt FUCK YOurselfhhh............ BURPRRrP........ shit...... scurse me......

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 “I’m awfully sorry,       but I’m still rather hung up          on how you manage to have a  k i d.”  Gloved hands perch against well-dressed hipbones,  jacket slung over his right wrist & forearm,  head settled at a curious tilt. (His hat is managing to stay on, despite its rather impossible angle.)  “You’re telling me that you successfully bedded someone?   You? The one who should be sitting on a frenchman’s dinner plate?”  Boy, this was uncomfortable.   “Look, I’ve read the whole princess & the frog fairy tale...        didn’t recall it ending like that. ”

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I see you, Toad

Amphibians don’t even have tiddies what are you doing liking that

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🐾    tap tap tap tap tap

    Little claws repeatedly scratched at the window in                                                                             an attempt to make her presence known. “Toad c’mon! let me in! I have somethin’ for you.”

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Hopping Folk

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“TOAD, I KNOW YOU’RE IN THERE.” She barked, rapping on the amphibian’s door with nearly the same force and fury as her foot beating a rhythm into the floor. How he had the nerve, the gall to post that rent was increasing when he hadn’t even fixed her lock or even had a passing thought about getting anyone in to fix her sink. “You can’t pull this sh- this stuff on me!” She knew that the little tadpole was there and didn’t really want to be the one screeching obscenities within earshot of precious young ones.

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