This is random drama im looking at rn from captain laserhawk fandom,i dont post about i know but i like its content,so feel free to ignore my rage moment cause hhhhhh ill be very angry<3 /
istg the rayfrog drama is the dumbest shit alive in the clh fandom AUHGG💀
no it isnt pedophilic and yes im pointing and you people who said that dumbest shit,directly to your eyes BWBDBE
Just cause in your head you just made it up,ITS NOOOOT CANON,they are both adults,rayman is a guy who literally can live/sleep 100 years and mf can't age physically after origins,he is a ageless, a literal magical fantasyland creature made by gods,its actual creepier that you guys infantilize bullfrog on trying to make him like some kind of CHILD or teen who barely got to be an adult when in reality he is an old grown ass man who has been being an assasing for who knows how many years,that you guys had more that mindest speaks more of how creepy you are,stop infantilize grown ass adults istg
u can not like or u can feel uncomfy with rayfrog like thats absolutly fine dont get me wrong,that is not the problem and u can have for whatever reason,if u hc that they had an age gap,if they are just friends,familiar stuff,like other ship related to Bullfrog or idk but, don't try to made up arguments and do shit ass ship wars,they are adults PERIOD,grow up and stop crying about it,just block tags or be healthier for your own life to just shrugh about it and move on ITS NOT HARD 💀
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idk why i have such strong lore about eddy's parents but i feel like i know these mfers
100% they are swingers
dad does coke on the not so down low
totally the types to cuss in front of their kids and don't care if their kids cuss "in the house"
mom is in a classic mlm (mary kay); has been known to use little eddy as a model to practice her make up skills/demonstrate products for clients - the shitty full coverage foundation almost looks decent on pristine toddler skin
nasty little white dog with tear stains once both boys are gone
make their own p0rnos
completely non-religious; the subject never comes up
they either lived in the trailer park or a tiny downtown apartment before eddy sr.'s big promotion- were pretty poor when they had bro
mom's family is italian, dad's side is irish - or vice versa, doesn't really matter
mom is friends with momma kanker - thinks the other wives in the neighborhood are uptight bitches; they kiki and chain-smoke/day-drink together
dad has a gay brother/cousin that he was really close to before he came out and was disowned by the family; feels that he was tricked and betrayed for whatever heterosexual reason; thinks this justifies his homohobia
mom is very affectionate with her boys (especially eddy), and definitely licks her thumb to wipe schmutz off their faces even into adulthood
both parents are extremely uncomfortable when serious emotions come up, and have no clue how to handle eddy's obvious behavioral/emotional issues; mom turns to food for comfort and figures the same will work for her sons
she feels guilty for what happened to eddy and has trouble telling him no or punishing him; dad's motto is 'boys will be boys"- that's a threat
dad has never uttered the words "i love you", and would only respond with a grunt if anyone ever said it, but that hasn't happened in years
dad really wants to pass on the family business to one of his sons, so he was pissed when his oldest decided to pursue a more artistic path; really lays it on thick with eddy that he's gonna be the one to take over some day
mom never graduated high school cuz she got pregnant and dropped out; worked a few odd jobs when bro was growing up but is now a full time stay-at-home mom... when she's not at spin class or the salon or attending some sort of direct sales function
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By the time Baxter turned 30, he was happy, more or less. He had a job he loved, a beautiful apartment filled with beautiful things. He'd gotten back into dancing and made time for it regularly. And he had friends -- friends that he'd made years ago and somehow, against all odds, managed to keep.
But some nights, after he left game night at Jude and Scott's, or after having dinner with Terry and Miranda, he felt lonely. Not in a profound sense like he'd been used to, but a little nagging ache telling him that he'd like someone to come home to when the day was over.
Then you came into the picture. And the ache became a throbbing need.
You worked at the office with him -- not with him directly, but he saw you often enough to start liking you. You were about five years younger than him, he figured, and so bright and funny and smart. And beautiful. So, so beautiful.
Baxter found himself incredibly drawn to you, but also scared to actually try for anything more than the easy, teasing friendship you eventually built together. What if he messed it up? What if he wouldn't be good for you? What if he did something to dull your light?
One night, months after the two of you began talking regularly, he ran into you after a later-than-usual night at the office. He'd stayed late, finishing up some work he'd needed to get done for an upcoming wedding, and you had been doing the same thing. Usually when he spoke to you, it was with coworkers and clients wandering around, but tonight was different. Tonight he had you all to himself.
He exchanged pleasantries with you in the hallway -- he asked what you were working on, made some idle chit chat, all while trying not to notice how much he wanted you. He was so focused on keeping his feelings in check that he accidentally tuned you out
"Hmm?" he asked as you looked at him expectantly. "I'm sorry, I seem to have spaced out for a moment."
"What are you thinking about so hard?" you asked. "Pretty rude, honestly."
"I'm sorry," he repeated, "It wasn't my intention to be rude, I simply --"
He stopped talking when you started laughing. You were teasing him. Of course. But this only served to get him even more distracted, watching your easy smile, directed only at him. His eyes fixed in on your lips, and you stopped laughing.
"If you want to kiss me, you can," you told him, still with a smirk.
"Oh, I ... I didn't mean ..." he floundered, more flustered than he'd been in years. Maybe ever. "I mean, I would like to ... but I don't mean to ..."
You watched him start and stop and sputter and ramble before finally putting him out of his misery. You put your hands on his shoulders, then slid them down to grab onto the lapels of his jacket, pulling him in for a kiss.
It wasn't like any first kiss that he'd ever had. It was deep and almost impossibly intimate, with your tongue slipping into his mouth soon after your lips touched his. You used his jacket to pull him in closer, and he wrapped his arms around you, helpless to your advances but more than happy to have you take the lead.
When you finally pulled back, Baxter was a mess. Cheeks flushed, clothes wrinkled, heart pounding wildly -- but happy.
"Fix your hair," you told him, reaching out to ruffle his black locks. "You look wrecked."
With that, you turned and walked away. In a daze, he watched you walk away, down the hall and towards the main exit. Then you were gone.
Baxter had always known himself to be forward when it came to romance. But now, when it came to you, he had a feeling he wouldn't mind letting you take the lead.
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Idk how, idk where, but I'll create a whole new fic if it means I can put Rhaena in a shimmering water-like sheer dress!!!
JUST LIKEE... SHE'D LOOK SO GOOD IN SOMETHING LIKE THIS, ESPECIALLY THE 1st ONE!! LIKE I'm blinded by the beauty of the first ONEEEE
Like there's certainly modern au potential, and maybe I'll squeeze it in somehow 🤔🤔
BUT ALSO, I have the vaguest idea for a dark au where Aemond has won the Dance, everyone else is dead, but he's specifically spared Rhaena to be his Valyrian Queen (like a real Henry VI situation where he needs to marry Elizabeth of York because he needs legitimatize his own claim as well as sure up his line with the blood/relations to the last dynasty blah blah). BUT OF COURSE, this is less of a chore for him, because he absolutely WANTS to marry her, but he's still the guy who helped kill her entire family, so she absolutely hates him with the hot intensity of a thousand suns 😂😂
I imagine for his faction of fucked up Lords and Knights who rallied for him, he keeps Rhaena safely locked away in a tower or special chambers 🤔🤔
This wedding is being forced upon her, it's her safest option, but she's still marrying a mad man who lusts for her, AND THIS SHEER VELVETY IRIDESCENT DRESS IS THE WEDDING DRESS 😳😳
Please that's all I have for this 🤣🤣
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