#so this took me way longer than it should have

[syluslnd]

Hi! I love your writing

Could i request Sylus finding out the reader is pregnant?

sylus finding out that you’re pregnant

You’d been keeping it to yourself for days, maybe longer than you should have. You wanted the timing to be perfect but every time you tried to bring it up, the words got caught in your throat. How would he react? He was always so guarded, so in control—it was hard to predict.

But today, as you sat at the kitchen table, trying to decide on the perfect way to tell him, Sylus’s voice cut through the silence.

“Care to explain this, sweetie?”

Your stomach twisted as you looked up and found him standing by the trash can, holding up the unmistakable pregnancy test with a raised eyebrow. His gaze was sharp but his expression…was softer than you expected. Almost vulnerable.

You shifted, biting your lip and managing a nervous smile. “Well…that’s exactly what it looks like.”

He took a slow breath, his fingers tightening around the test just slightly. “So, it’s true?” His voice was soft but with an undercurrent of tension. “You’re…you’re pregnant?”

You nodded, watching his face carefully, searching for his reaction. “I didn’t know how to tell you. I wanted it to be the right moment and I didn’t want to overwhelm you.”

He let out a quiet, breathless chuckle, shaking his head as he stepped closer. “Kitten, you seriously thought I wouldn’t want to know something like this?” His voice was low and he looked at you with an intensity that made your cheeks flush.

You shrugged, a little shy but holding his gaze. “You can be hard to read sometimes, Sylus. I didn’t know how you’d feel about…us having a kid. The world you’re in…everything…”

He nodded slowly, still processing, his gaze shifting to your stomach as if imagining what it would be like in the months to come. “Yeah, it scares me, not gonna lie.” His voice was rough, almost shaky, and it made your heart ache a little to see him so uncharacteristically unsure. “I’ve spent so much time focused on keeping myself safe, keeping you safe and now a kid? That’s…it’s a lot. But—”

He stopped, taking your hands in his, his grip a little tighter than usual. He let out a slow breath, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. “But the thought of you being the mother of my child? That’s something I never thought I’d get, something I didn’t think I deserved.” His voice softened, his hand lifting to gently brush your cheek. “You’re gonna be the best damn mom.”

A laugh bubbled up from you, nervous and warm and you squeezed his hand, trying to ground both of you. “I’m glad you think so,cause I’m kind of nervous myself. But…if it’s with you, I know we’ll figure it out.”

His smirk widened, a touch of that familiar intensity back in his gaze. “Well, you better be ready, kitten. This kid’s gonna have a bit of a wild life with us as parents.” He paused, brushing his thumb over your knuckles as he looked at you with a rare, unguarded sincerity. “But we’ll make it work and I’ll be here every step of the way, protecting both of you, no matter what.”

You grinned, feeling your heart swell as you pulled him into a tight hug, feeling his arms wrap around you protectively. It was the start of something new, something neither of you were fully prepared for—but with Sylus by your side, you felt ready for anything.

[variety-fangirl]

On My Own / Rafe Cameron x fem!reader

Part 5

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Summary: It's the morning after Rafe's threatening behaviour, you're still shaken up, but JJ convinces you to go to the police for the safety of you and your baby. Your relationship with JJ also takes a turn for a huge change.

Warnings: typical toxic Rafe behaviour, swearing, threats, police reporting.

Authors note: Feel free to skip this! Here we are again with my terrible timing and scheduling. For the longest time, I had no ideas for the next part and my scheduling took a turn for the worst. I've been trying my hardest to get into University for the past 3 years and am finally here! There's been a lot going on personally behind the scenes for me too, so things have been difficult tbh 😅 But I've finally figured out where I want this next part to go, I also took longer to write this so it was a longer part for the wait 🫡

Word count: 2.6k

After a filling and delicious breakfast made by Sarah, you showered and dressed for the day. You knew you would need to speak to the police about Rafe's behaviour last night, but honestly? You didn't want to. You were frightened by the power he held because of his family and wealth. Peterkin was the only one you could trust if you were to report him, you knew she would listen and take you seriously. She wasn't corrupted or took bribes to hide the truth, she always did the right thing if she could.

You had been mulling over the idea all morning as you brushed your wet hair. You wanted to protect your baby from being near Rafe if you could, they deserved better than to deal with an unstable and cruel man like him. Did you regret your baby? Absolutely not. But did you regret ever getting involved with Rafe? Yes, more than anything. You knew what you had to do, you just didn't know if you had the strength to do it. (hehehe).

A knock sounded on your door, pulling you from your heavy thoughts. You were honestly thankful for the distraction. John B poked his head around the door as you called him in with a smile. He entered your bedroom, opting to sit on the bed next to you. He bumped shoulders gently with yours, "Hey you. How are you doing?" He questioned as you peered at him. You bumped his shoulder in return, offering your most convincing smile.

"I'll be fine once Rafe is away from me and my baby." You mumbled as you rubbed your clothed bump affectionately. John B nodded and placed his hand on top of yours, always the big brother you needed. He brought his arms up and around your shoulders, lovingly pulling you into his chest. "We'll make sure he never comes near either of you again, and even so, we are all here to protect you. No matter what." You slapped at his arm playfully, "Stop! You'll make me cry!" You could already feel the hormonal tears building in your eyes. That telltale burn. He laughed loudly, not stopping you from hitting him.

Once he calmed down, he teasingly learnt closer to your ear. "Sooooo, what's happening with you and JJ?" the clear smirk sounded even in his voice, you could feel the motion against your head. You turned to glare at him, not at all serious, "Do me a favour? Just fuck off." You pushed at his chest gently, not budging him but it's the action that counted for your pride. He laughed once again before letting you go to look at you properly.

"Seriously though. What's going on?" He questioned with a gentle smile as you scooted to face him fully. You knew you could trust John B with anything and that it wouldn't leave this bedroom unless necessary. You shrugged, "Not sure. Didn't even think he saw me that way until this morning. Now I'm rethinking everything, but not necessarily in a bad way." You commented thoughtfully. You were honestly surprised that your best friend was in love with you, and for years for that matter.

"I mean, I think you should give it a shot. You know no one would love you as fiercely or loyal as him. And he loves the baby already. Plus, you've been best friends for years, so you know him well." He mentioned, naturally bigging up his best friend like the good bro he is. "Only if you want to though, of course. No pressure, I won't mention this conversation to anyone else. Just think about it yeah?" He pulled you in for a proper hug, a natural bear hug that had you sighing contently.

You nodded against his chest, wrapping your arms around him in return. The feeling of love and warmth pulling the tears out of you. "Ahhh, for god sake!" You yelled laughing, frustrated with your over-emotional hormones. You both laughed, yours coupled with sniffles. He held you till you pulled yourself together, chatting about how best to go about things. Until you were ready to let go and go to the police station.

John B left the room whilst you finished getting ready for the anxious day ahead of you. You were beyond nervous, especially about how Rafe would react. Lord knows he would hear about your visit to the station through nosy dickheads watching you. You could already feel a headache forming. You groaned as you put on your shoes, with great difficulty, and then made your way downstairs to join the gang.

Everyone was here, waiting for you whilst they ate or drank coffee. Not everyone was a morning person, *cough cough JJ and John B*. But everyone was up and here for you. They had all been filled in with the details of what had happened. JJ offered to take you to the station while the group returned to John B's. You were so thankful for them all, but JJ most of all. He'd held your hand, metaphorically and physically throughout this whole process. No matter how tough it's been or how difficult you thought you were to be around, he was always there with encouraging words. Not once frustrated with you.

You and JJ pile into your car to go to the station, while the gang returns to the chateau. JJ drove instead of you and insisted on doing so, whilst you bathed in nerves. Music from the radio played quietly in the background as you stared out the windows. You hadn't realised your leg was bouncing repeatedly against the floor, that your hands in your lap were pulling at your sleeves, or that you were biting the skin on your lips absentmindedly. You only noticed when JJ's hand grabbed your knee, rubbing the area soothingly.

You turned to look at him, your knee now still, "it's going to be okay, sweetheart." JJ reassured, trying to calm your chaotic mind and seeping nerves. You placed your hand on top of his, taking a deep breath in as you laced your fingers with his. You place your unoccupied hand on his arm, cuddling his arm into you. You hum contentedly at the warmth he naturally produces, snuggling closer to him. You caught soft wafts of his cologne wrapping around your senses and it instantly helps calm you.

You sigh, "Thank you." You speak quietly, comforted by his desire to help you feel better. He squeezes your knee, not needing to say anything, he already knew you were grateful. He hums, "What were you thinking about in that beautifully stressed brain of yours anyway?" he wonders with a reassuring smile, his eyes staying on the road ahead. You also look forward, watching the sunny scenery go by. People were going about their normal day-to-day activities, some rushing around or exercising. Everyone else's normal lives... unlike yours, which was chaos because of one single man.

You breathe in and then out through your nose deeply before answering him, "Thinking about... what Rafe will do or how he'll react when he finds out. I don't imagine it'll be long. That prick always seems to hear about everything, even before others do. It's like he has eyes everywhere at all times or something." You huff in frustration, looking out the passenger window, "I can't eat, shit or piss without that asshole knowing... So who knows what he'll do when he finds out I've gone to the station to report his behaviour." You whisper the last part, feeling dejected about what was to come with him.

JJ squeezed your knee again, to try and help calm your raging nerves and worries. He nods, "I know. It's going to be difficult but we need to stop him somehow. He needs to stay away from you and the baby, he's dangerous. Or I'll do something that'll get me into trouble." JJ mumbled the last part, seemingly more to himself than to you. You sigh, the last thing you wanted was JJ getting intro problems or going overly out of his way for you. He does enough for you as is, so you don't want him to do anything more.

-

It wasn't before you reached the station and parked outside, opposite the building. You sat in the car for a few minutes before going in, trying to calm yourself long enough to talk to the sheriff. It was beyond frustrating that this was where you were at in your life. That this was what you were dealing with because you stupidly fell in love with the wrong man. You wanted to smack yourself across the head for being an idiot, despite knowing his reputation. You fell for his charm and good looks, like an absolute fool. But now you were here and you couldn't change the past. But you could shape your future.

You look to JJ and nod, letting him know you are good. You both get out, taking your time with JJ's help and walk towards the building. You were going to use every trick in the book to stop Rafe from coming near you or your child again. You would report and record everything that Rafe has done that would class as a risk to your child to keep him away. So help you, you would protect your child with everything you could. With your own life if you need to.

You make your way inside and speak to the man at the reception desk, requesting to speak to Peterkin privately. He points to the chairs behind you in the small waiting area, "Wait here for a bit while I speak with her. She's busy at the moment, so it may take some time." You nod in understanding, "It's urgent, so I can wait. Thank you, sir." You reply as you turn to sit with JJ on the wooden chairs. The chair squeaked in protest from overuse and years of never being replaced.

You and JJ wait as patiently as possible, chatting to keep yourselves entertained and pass the time until Peterkin arrives. JJ held your hand the whole time, sensing your nerves returning tenfold. If your leg repeatedly tapping against the ground or your fiddling free hand had anything to say about it. You were waiting for around fifteen minutes, getting more antsy as each minute passed by. By the time Peterkin called you to go into her office, whilst JJ waited in the waiting area, you were a sweating bucket of nerves.

Peterkin closed the door behind you both as you took a seat opposite her desk, your hands resting on your stomach. "Some water?" She asked with a smile, walking over to her cooler. You nodded, "Yes, please." You were in need of something cold to cool you down and quench the thirst that had formed since waiting. She filled a cup and then offered it to you before sitting at her desk, "Thank you." You said gratefully.

"So, y/n. What kind I do for you? Congratulations are clearly in order." She motioned to your stomach with a kind smile, she was always so nice to you. Still is. "Thank you, not long to go. My pregnancy is actually related to why I'm here." She nodded, giving you the opportunity to speak up.

You gave her the rundown of what Rafe had been doing since the day you confronted him about your pregnancy. It took you half an hour to mention everything you could, trying your hardest not to forget any details. She asked questions where necessary and nodded when listening, all while writing down notes. Peterkin was well aware of Rafe's behaviour, he was a celebrity at the station. Peterkin wouldn't admit it but she did not like Rafe at all. She was completely understanding and comforted you when you teared up about last night.

"Damn, honey... That damn Rafe. I'm sorry for what he's been putting you through, you don't deserve any of that. But legally? I can't do anything. Unless he threatens or hurts you and your baby physically, I can't report anything for you. My hands are tied. Off the record: No matter how much I personally would love to see him punished. That kid is nothing but trouble. But as soon as something else happens, with Rafe, there is no doubt that he will, okay?" She sighs frustratedly, knowing already how deflated and frustrated you must feel.

You nod, hiding all the true feelings that wish to come to the surface underneath. "I understand, if there is anything that I can do, please do let me know. And I'll inform you of anything else that happens. Thank you, sheriff." You get up from your seat and make your way to the door feeling completely hopeless about what you'll do with Rafe next. Peterkin stops you just as you're opening the door, still in the doorway. You see JJ getting up from his seat at the sound of the door opening.

Peterkin hands you a sticky note with her name and number in black pen, "anything you need, just call. Anything. Okay?" She rubs your arm gently after she passes the note to you, a motherly comfort sort of rub. It made you smile, despite all the negative emotions you were feeling. You nodded, "Thank you."

You walk towards JJ, putting the sticky note in your bag for safekeeping. You'd add her contact info to your phone later on. "You good?" JJ questions with concern laced in his tone. You'd been in there for a little while, he'd probably been worried about you. You smile as you look at him, wrapping your arms around his bicep and leaning into his side gently. JJ smiled down at you in return as you answered him.

You explain everything to JJ on the way back to the chateau, all while trying your best not to think all that Rafe had planned since last night. He was beyond angry at you for doing nothing wrong, but in his eyes, you'd double-crossed him. It gave you chills. JJ did his best to assure you that they would all look after you and that he'd kill Rafe if he came near you or the baby, which you appreciated deeply. But you didn't want to get them involved. It wasn't their fault, it wasn't yours either, but you'd made your choice that first time you let Rafe lure you in with a kiss at the back of a house party at Sarah's.

You'd figure something out, you always did. You wouldn't let Rafe win, no matter what. That prick got his own way, way too often. But not this time, no. Rafe was going to stay away from you and your baby. Even if that meant having to flee somewhere he wouldn't find either of you. You turned and looked at JJ as the car stopped, both just taking a moment before you went inside. "Oh, you have something on your cheek." You pointed out, looking intently at his perfectly clean cheek. He started rubbing at his cheek confused, "gone?" he questioned with furrowed brows.

You shook your head, "come here, I'll get it for you." You motioned for him to come closer and as soon as he did, your lips were on his. Just a simple 3-second pec, to test the waters, despite his confession to John B this morning. You pulled away and stared at him with anticipation of his reaction. His eyes were wide in shock and you thought you'd fucked up. You went to move away but JJ grabbed the back of your neck and desperately pulled you in, crashing his lips against yours with a moan.

The more you looked at JJ, the more the talk with John B from this morning played on your mind. You'd been thinking of JJ as something more ever since, trying wouldn't hurt, would it? He wouldn't hurt you the way Rafe did and will. JJ was different and you couldn't lie that you'd never looked at him that way. Trying wouldn't hurt, would it?

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[transient-winds]

HI YES HELLO I’M ALIVE and the yapping is back (it never left)!!

Just when the summer bbq is concluding. 🥹

Uhh looking back at this post, it’s highkey a sako character analysis post in disguise. Spoilers Ahead for Wind Breaker Chapters 160 & 161! (as promised with doodles)

This last panel with everyone toasting to each other feels like the end to the Summer BBQ event, at least to me. *shakes and wails off into the corner*

So many friendships being strengthened, healing/healed and being made in this one event is making my heart do somersaults. GAHHH!! I would’ve loved if we stayed in this wholesome moment a little longer if it is the last but oh well at least these recent two chapters have given me two things to brainrot about for a while. 🤧

Sako Kota and his relationships

Hooray!! We finally get to see the (much needed) closure of HiraSako’s *gestures wildly* everything, in that moment my spirit synced up with Inugami. 

I’m sure it doesn’t take a genius to point out Sako had an unhealthy dependency towards Hiragi from when they were kids up ‘til the Shishitoren arc. On the surface level, Sako’s reasons for getting back at him may seem very immature and they are but I also see where it stemmed from. Hiragi was essentially the first to take a chance on him when he was at his lowest and gave him a chance to better himself.   Hiragi to him was the pinnacle of strength and security, his guiding light (Chapter 15). He likely thought that even when things change, he would always be by his side because with him, he’s safe���with him, he’s strong. Stronger than he was before, someone who wouldn’t let bullies trample over him.

So when the latter told him he was following Ume and that he should follow his own path, which is normally very inspiring, Sako took it as abandonment. In his eyes, his pillar of strength was no longer holding up the weight of his (Hiragi’s) own roof but rather someone else’s (Umemiya’s’) and he was left in the ruins (dramatic ass analogy I know but it works).

“If Hiragi had been the source of his strength, then if he beats Hiragi that means he’s reclaiming that strength as his own right?” was what probably went through his head when he started picking fights and joined Shishitoren.

His reliance on Hiragi was still there but now it was twisted and he likely started hating himself for having been content with remaining a follower. If you asked my personal thoughts about this, I would say it was unfair. Not just for Hiragi bearing the weight of his unreasonable expectations, but also for Sako himself whose helplessness as a child manifested into the ugly beast that is emotional dependency. 

Deep down, he was still the same hurt child who couldn’t fight back against his bullies and needed someone to support him. When that support came and fell through, he thought defeating Hiragi was his way of proving to himself that he can stand on his own without relying on others. The point when things finally climaxed (aka the Hiragi vs Sako fight) was the moment when Sako had begun letting go of his heart demons. Turns out he just needed to have a talk or two with Hiragi. Communication and respect are the keys to any healthy relationship after all, even if said communication is thru fists but they are delinquents so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯. 

With that tangent on Sako’s previous ideologies out of the way, another thing I noticed in his official apology was that he called Inugami “kohai” and also like other things he said, but mainly that part. Maybe I’m reading into it or im late to the party, but me thinks he was somewhat of recluse in Shishitoren. Like sure, he wouldn’t be outright hostile but he wouldn’t be actively making friends either.

When Inugami first appeared and was very comfortable talking to him, it made me think “ah this is Sako’s new bestie when he came to Shishitoren, it’s good someone was there for him while he was gunning for Hiragi”.  But with this new context, in my head it makes sense if he only joined because he wanted revenge so he likely wouldn’t have reached out if he was so fixated on his goals. And with the whole uh pre-Shishitoren arc Choji and Togame thing going around, yeah I wouldn’t also be eager to make be friendly with them too. But somewhere along the way he got attached to them, he just didn’t realized it at the time.

After Bofurin bulldozes in with their life changing fists and kicks, Sako leaving wouldn’t have been a hard decision for him to make since (1) he’s got presumably no friends and (2) he wants to wallow in self pity alone for a good long while. Then comes crashing in sweet boy Inugami and honestly? I don’t blame Sako for spilling his entire backstory on the guy. I mean look at his face!! 

He’s Sako’s emotional support dog. 

Anyways, in my heart I’d like to believe Inugami was the second person to reach out to him. Offering him another chance to lean on support and start anew on learning to be okay with accepting a hand or two but not to the extreme. Trusting others and letting people in again, but also learning to trust in himself too.

And so far, things are going pretty well for him. Found family within Shishitoren, got someone who’s unafraid to keep him in check and repaired his relationship with Hiragi & his other childhood friends! Throwing all the confetti and sweets for him <3

HOO-WEE THAT WAS SO FUCKING LONG 😭😭 

I wanted to add more to this latter half of this discussion but the Sako-brainrot took over, so i’ll just briefly cover my thoughts on Sakura’s progress.

Two words: SAKURA’S GROWTH! 

HE IS BLOOMING IN THE SUMMER HEAT OF JULY, HE’S RADIANT AND HIS SKINS GLOWING AS HE SMILES, IM SMOTHERING HIM IN A PILE OF FLOWER BOUQUETS -*ahem*

Sakura really has come a really long way from the person he was 4 months ago and it’s a real tear-jerker. Even if he didn’t say it to their faces directly, he called his class his friends and he hangs out with the others (their allies) on his own whenever he has the time. Sakura’s getting comfortable with all of them and I cannot believe that after 160+ chapters this is the first canonical mention of the “stray cat” analogy. His first year and he already won the hearts of so many people, deserved really 🙌. 

Honorable mentions:

The Kanuma and Suo reunion I’ve been waiting for 👏👏. But it’s not enough,, so I’m gonna post a doodle of their mini interaction to satisfy my craving for enemies to friends and/or lovers suonuma 🏃🏃

!!Togame and Choji apologizing to Kaji!! I almost forgot Choji completely trashed him and other Furin students on his way to the school.  

This panel is my everything, it’s so sweet like y’ALL I’M HERE THINKING ABOUT WHO KNOWS HOW LONG YANAGIDA AND MATSUMOTO HAVEN’T SEEN AND TALKED TO THEIR CUTE KOHAI WHO FOLLOWED HIRAGI AROUND LIKE A DUCKLING. IM UGGHHH- *stumbles to the ground and wails pathetically*

Sugi? Sweet boy, what are you contemplating about 👀? If you asked me, I hope it’s about Sakura AND/OR will be relevant to the next arc of the series because my body is simultaneously ready and not ready for new antagonists.

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Once again singing my praises to Nii-sensei, his team and the official english translation staff. My head is constantly in a spin for these characters and their interactions with one another. And thank y’all for being patient with me for this post and for reading til the end.

[hylianane]

I have an opinion about Holly Kujo and I’m a little scared cause I dont know the Jojo fandom enough to come in with what I think is a hot take.

I’ve noticed that, in fanworks, a lot of people portray Holly as tougher than she is in the show. And it makes sense, cause the idea of her being so weak-willed that she couldn’t handle a stand when even baby Shizuka could manifest one is kinda bs and a testament to Araki not being very confident with writing women at the time (thank GOD he got better though, so, so much better).

But. What always gets me is when her relationship with Jotaro is written to be a little more standard, still loving but with the child having a healthy fear of their mom’s anger- unlike what we see in Stardust, with him constantly being a brat, calling her “bitch” and her shrugging it off with an “Okay!”. And also him getting himself thrown into jail while she still can’t bring herself to get mad, just upset. And that’s a very fun play on them too, but I just worry that people who default to this dynamic for Jojo and Holly might not see how the canon characterization of their relationship is interesting in its own right.

Because even tho Holly being a doormat is a creative choice born from Araki pussying out of giving her a stand, it doesn’t change the fact that once he made that choice he gave it great importance. I think the fact that Holly’s idea of supporting her son is just accepting everything he does without any anger, is central to their relationship. It’s how, despite having a mother who loves him unconditionally, Jotaro is still a very troubled teen and emotionally withdrawn. Though it’s easy to blame it on Sadao’s implied absence, or troubles in school, we don’t have a lot of textual evidence for that.

But kids who are raised without at least some semblance of discipline and structure typically stop seeing their parents as authorities, and most importantly, protectors. A more textually-backed explanation for why Jotaro is always acting tough and independent is because he doesn’t have any adults in his life who he would trust to help him. He loves his mom, he traveled the world to save her life, but while doing that he saw himself as her protector, not the other way around, not the way it typically should be.

Think about, for example, how the adult he mouths off to the least in his life is probably Avdol. And I think part of that is because Avdol walked into that police station, took one look at Jotaro, and instantly clocked everything I just said. Because while Holly and Joseph tried to to get him out with simple words (and for Holly, tears), Avdol was there to force him out. And at first Jotaro says, “If he tries to force me out, I’ll just stay here even longer”, but Avdol doesn’t give him choice. And he doesn’t win by overpowering him (if he had, I dont think he’d have gotten the same positive result, I am not pro setting troubled teens on fucking fire) but he outsmarts Jotaro and doesn’t quit the fight until his goal is achieved. He stays in control of his emotions when talking to him, and proves himself to be someone strong and assertive. So later, on the trip to Cairo, Jotaro is more willing to rely on him than he is to rely on his own grandpa. (+, it’s a similar thing with Kakyoin, who he trusts almost more than anyone else, because he saw Kakyoin’s will and power first-hand when they met, and left with the lesson that Kak is someone he can rely on to protect of both himself and Jotaro. Someone with strong convictions, but most importantly, willing and capable of clashing with Jotaro if necessary.)

All this to fucking say. In a world in which Jotaro was raised to fear his parent’s reprimands (and I don’t mean fear to an unhealthy amount, an abusive amount), he would act very differently than he does in the show, and his relationships to other characters would probably look very different. Holly’s personality and parenting might seem like it was an afterthought to Araki, but I think he truly did take great care in making it consistent with her son’s character. She is a very loving mom, who is very loved in return, but what I think a lot of people perceive as a flaw in her writing is actually just a flaw in her character, with narrative weight and interesting consequences. And I’m not sure how many people are really aware of that.

[lizzie-queenofmeigas]

Warnings: the incest is incesting in this chapter guys.

Chapter I

It had been a long day. A few long days. A long week, even. But now it was over. Rafe was doing better. He was clean, and no longer going through withdrawal. He was okay now.

Finally.

Sarah waited for him as he took a shower, sitting on his bed.

Not like I love you.

Those words haunted her, and she didn't even know why. Why was she more worried and restless about what Rafe said than about the possibility of John B telling the truth? Why did his words matter more than the possible future John B could have?

He was supposed to be her boyfriend, even if the word now turned her stomach. She had liked John B, sort of. She didn't really know anymore. Her feelings for John B were like the ones she used to have for Topper. The ones she didn't have anymore, for one or the other. It was all so fucking confusing. Shouldn't one know when they were in love? Because in the moment the most she could feel for John B was fondness and sympathy for his situation. The situation her father caused. But there was no love. No all consuming love that led her to defy her morals and ideals. No, that wasn't what she felt for John B. That was how she loved Rafe. She loved him so much she was willing to cover for him. Willing to do everything to keep him from going to prison. Willing to put the blame on her father, or John B, anyone instead of him.

But he seemed to believe she didn't care about him. That she didn't love him.

Not like I love you.

Why would he say that? Had she not proven her love enough? What more did she had to do to prove that she loved him?

The door of Rafe's bathroom opened, he appeared amongst the steam, covered only by a towel. Sarah widened her eyes, mouth going dry.

Oh. No. This is bad.

Rafe smirked at her, as if he knew her thoughts. Maybe he did.

"Hey. Mmm" what was she going to ask again "I wanted to ask you something"

Rafe grabbed some clothes and let the tower fall as if she wasn't there. Sarah was quick to stand up and face the door, face heating up.

"Asshole!"

"You're in my room, so suck it up" she could hear his smirk "What do you want to ask?"

She wasn't sure. What was it that she wanted to ask again? It was getting hard to think. She should be disgusted. She wasn't.

"I..." She shouldn't be so embarrassed, Rafe often walked around the house only in underwear. But now he wasn't in his underwear, he was naked. Like, nothing at all covering his body. Or so she assumed, because there was no way she would turn around to see for herself. The door was very interesting, thank you very much "You..."

"You...Me..." he mocked her, because of course he did "Spit it out, Sarah"

"What did you mean when you said that I don't love you like you love me?"

There was a beat. A moment of silence. One that was far too long. She nearly jumped when two big hands were placed on her shoulders and he was spun around to face her brother. He was clothed now.

Thank God.

"We don't really need to talk about that"

"But I want to talk about it" she frowned, looking away from his blue eyes. They felt too heavy, it was making her dizzy "Do you think I don't love you? Because I do"

"I know you do" he squeezed her shoulders gently "I do"

His gaze fell down for a moment, Sarah swallowed. She was between him and the door, cornered, her heart racing. Why was it so hard to breathe?

"Sarah! Rafe!" she jumped back at her father's voice, her back hitting the door "Come down here!"

They did, both of them pretty much raced down stairs. At the door, Ward and Rose were talking to Shoupe and some other cops. 

John B must've tell them.

It was time, the moment of truth. She grabbed Rafe's hand, squeezing it nervously. Her brother didn't complain.

"Rafe, Sarah" Shoupe nodded towards them "May I have a word with you two?"

"Why?" Rose crossed her arms "Is there something wrong?"

"Have you captured John B? My children are afraid of leaving the house"

It took all of her self-control to not laugh at her father's words. The nerve of that man.

"Yes, he's in police custody now. Turned himself in" 

Sarah let out a shaky breath, Rafe squeezed back her hand. John B had listened to her, he had done exactly what she asked. Now, it was their job to make it convincing.

"I hope you can get help for that kid" the way Ward sounded so genuine made her nauseous.

"Yeah" Shoupe nodded, but his eyes didn't leave the two siblings "I want to talk to you two. Where can we talk privately?"

"Have they done something?" 

"The dining room will do, I guess" Rafe spoke, his words were not slurred and he sounded almost sure of himself. But his eyes did dart to Ward every few seconds.

Shoupe followed them to the dining room and closed the door once they were there.

"You two were there when Peterkin was shot, right?" 

"Yes" she said, but her brother just nodded "We wanted to say something, we did, but... it's our dad. We can't..."

Her tears were genuine, but they were not for Ward. Shoupe's gaze hardened.

"He killed Peterkin?"

"He shot her" Rafe cleared his throat, eyes glassy "She wanted to arrest him, I think, but he shot her. He doesn't let us out of the house" That wasn't a lie, they were pretty much imprisoned in their own home "He..."

Rafe touched his cheek, the bruise was fading, but there was still there for Shoupe to see.

"He did that to you?"

"Wasn't the first time"

But it will be the last.

Without another word, Shoupe left the dining room, taking the handcuffs off his belt. They followed, maybe too eager to see if it worked. To see their father be arrested.

"Ward Cameron" Shoupe grabbed his wrists and handcuffed him, the other cops stopping Ward from fighting back "You're under arrest for the murder of Susan Peterkin"

"What?" Rose exclaimed "No! He...No!"

"We have three witnesses, Mrs Cameron" was all that Shoupe said.

"What?" Wheezie whispered, putting herself behind Sarah like she did when they were children.

"No! It was Rafe! He shot her! Not me!" Ward struggled against the cops, but they still pulled him outside to the back of the police car "It was Rafe!"

Rose didn't say anything, because if she did she would be forced to admit they were covering up for Rafe, in the unlikely case they would believe her that was. She supposed Ward was trying to talk his way out of the mess, given that he had stopped screaming and blaming Rafe. The cops drove away, taking Ward away.

Only when they were out of sight did Sarah felt like she could breathe again.

"What did you do?" Rose hissed at her, but Rafe stepped forward.

"Stop it, Rose. Ward is where he should be"

"Ward?" Rose laughed, bending over as she did. Like she just heard the joke of the century "Ward? Your father! I see now what you are doing, Rafe. You want to be 'Mr. Cameron' and you convinced your sister to follow your lead. Bravo! You did something right, finally!"

"Shut up, Rose" Sarah was the one to growl at her, Wheezie was there and she didn't need to now.

Rose stared at her, surprised for a second, but she covered it quickly. Her eyes flickered from her to Rafe.

"Oh, I get it now. Mr and Mrs Cameron" she spat.

Before Sarah could say anything to that, before Rafe could say anything, Wheezie turned to them.

"Did dad kill Sheriff Peterkin?" her little sister's eyes were glassy with unshed tears "Why would he do that? I don't understand"

"It wasn't your dad, it was Rafe. He's the murderer"

Sarah's hand moved on her on, slapping Rose so hard the sound echoed around the lobby. 

Wheezie gasped, turned around and ran upstairs. Rafe followed her at a slower pace. She just stared at Rose, fury burning in her eyes. Her stepmother's cheek was red, her hand imprinted on her skin.

"Get out!"

"What?"

"Get out of this house and don't ever come back!"

"Are you kicking me out?"

"Leave. I don't want you here!"

I don't want you here, my mother was dying and you were fucking my father. I don't want you here, you married my father when my mother's ashes weren't even cold. I don't want you here, you wear her jewellery. I don't want you here. I don't want you here. I don't want you here.

"This is my house!"

"No" she didn't raise her voice anymore, she just shook her head "It was my mother's house. It's Rafe's house. It's my house."

It was her mother's, and when she died it passed to Rafe. Or it would, once he turned twenty one. Just a little more than a year and the house would be all theirs, not Rose's and not Ward's. Theirs.

"You can't kick me out"

"I'm going upstairs to deal with the mess you just made, when I return I don't want you here. And you don't want to be here when Rafe gets back"

Because Rafe is violent. Because Rafe hates you even more. Because Rafe is a murderer. Because I won't stop him. Because. Because. Because. 

Without another word, Sarah left Rose in the lobby. She had to deal with Wheezie. Jesus. What were they gonna do with her? She wouldn't believe them if they lied. But what would she do if they told her the truth? She was going to find out soon.

Rafe was at her door, it was locked, she guessed. 

"Locked?" 

"Yeah" he ran a hand through his hair "Which is not surprising, but it is really fucking annoying"

Sarah glared at him, Rafe just raised his hands and signalled at the door. She knocked three times before Wheezie answered.

"Yes?"

"Wheez, I know this is hard to understand—"

A click told her that the door was unlocked, that Wheezie would talk to her. She opened it a little to see inside, Wheezie was laying face down on her bed, face against a cushion.

"Hey" with the uncertainty of someone who approaches a baby deer, Sarah walked to her sister "I know this is...well, I don't really know what this is. But we have to stick together, we are family"

"And dad wasn't family?" the youngest of them asked raising her head to look at Sarah. Every few seconds her gaze deviated to Rafe, who stood under the threshold. "You hand him over to the cops"

"It's more complicated than that"

"Was Ward family?" Rafe asked, a hand going to his bruised cheek. It wasn't on purpose, she could tell "After he slept with Rose while our mother was rotting on an hospital bed? Was he family, even after he ignored you an hit me? After he killed those three guys? Ward was going to go down sooner or later, and be was going to take us with him. We just saved ourselves"

"Who did Ward killed?"

"Big John and two other guys" Sarah answered, her voice shaky "Listen, Wheezie, you can't tell anyone—"

"About Rafe? Yeah, I know. I won't" she played with the bracelets around her wrist. A nervous tick "Why did you kill Peterkin?"

Sarah turned to her brother, a few tears escaping his eyes. It felt like it was yesterday to her, how did it feel for him?

"I...I was high and I saw her pointing at dad with her gun so I just..." he shook his head as if trying to get rid of some thoughts. Bad thoughts "I don't know. I thought I was saving his life. That he would thank me for it. Stupid, I know"

"But you are better now, right? Now that you're clean and all that"

"I've only been a week clean, but, yeah. I feel better"

It wasn't a lie, but it wasn't a complete truth either. But Sarah didn't point that out, they were both trying to calm down Wheezie not to scare her even more.

"Okay" her little sister nodded.

She accepted so quickly. So simply. She shouldn't really be surprised, not really. Wheezie was ignored by both Ward and Rose, it was them who took care of her. It had always been the three of them, ever since their mother died. It hadn't even been Ward, she remembered, who had installed into them that family was above all. No, it had been their mother. And while Ward said that to keep them loyal to him and only him, their mother had wanted them to be loyal to each other. To be there for each other. And that they did.

"I'll go see what we have to make dinner" she told her siblings "You hungry"

"You can't cook" Wheezie frowned.

"I can try. The internet has answers for everything"

"We can always order something in the likely event that she cooks something poisonous" Rafe stepped away to allow her passage.

"Yeah"

"Oh, fuck you!"

Everything is going to be okay. Maybe not now, but one day.

It was a comforting thought, that only grew when she found Rose gone. Finally. Ever since she met her she had been waiting for her to disappear. Sarah had no idea where she had gone, but she didn't care. They were free of her. Of her and Ward. 

In the kitchen, she finally felt like she could breathe. Everything was fine. They were together, Rose was gone and Ward would soon be in prison. Everything was fine. Things hadn't been fine in a while. It felt weird. How sad was that? 

Doesn't matter, many have it worse than me.

Yeah. Her father was a serial killer, but at least she had a home and was well-fed. Others didn't have her luck. She was lucky. She was lucky. Lucky.

If she repeated it enough maybe she'll end up believing it. 

"Sarah!" it wasn't her brother or her sister who was calling her, no, it was Topper. Her ex boyfriend stood in the kitchen, looking worried. They really needed to start closing the back door "How are you? Are you okay? That's such a dumb question, sorry, of course you're not okay"

"Why are you here?"

He frowned, as if he was confused by her behaviour. Topper of all people.

"I care about you" he said, trying to sound gentle, but coming off as annoyed "And Rafe. And your dad just got arrested. Like, Jesus, Sarah, I'm here to help"

"We are fine, thanks"

"Right" he scoffed "What is John B around?"

Sarah rolled her eyes. There he went, his 'nice' act didn't last long. His fucking jealousy, however, was forever.

"No, but I am" Rafe appeared through the door, his whole demeanor so changed from the playful attitude five minutes ago "What are you doing here?"

"Hey, bro" Sarah cringed at the words "Just dropped by to see how you were doing"

"We're fine, you can go now"

Maybe Topper was surprised by Rafe's word, or the way he seemed to get bigger as he walked towards him.

"You sure?"

"My sister doesn't want you here" and he didn't either, but that was left unsaid.

"Since when do you care about what Sarah wants? Not so long ago you were calling her a bitch every two minutes"

It shouldn't, but it hurt her. She knew Rafe talked behind her back when he was high or drunk, which was most of the time, but it still hurt to know for sure. Rafe's jaw clenched.

"Get. Out" 

Topper nodded, lips pursed.

"Fine!"

Like a child, he stomped his feet and hit the door in his way out. How could she ever date that man-child? Maybe she did have terrible taste in boyfriends, like Wheezie always said. Like Rafe always mocked.

"I'm a bitch, huh?" She tried not to sound bitter, but she failed.

"Sometimes" he nodded, taking a few steps until he was barely a few inches away from Sarah "Sorry about that, though"

She exhaled, leaning against his chest. God she was so tired. Like, really fucking tired. Rafe surrounded her with his arms, resting his chin against her head.

"Don't do that again and it's all good" she really wasn't all that upset.

"Okay"

They were like that for a while, hugging each other in silence. It was nice. They hadn't been like that in a while. Maybe that would change now. But then a knock on the door ruined the moment.

"Must be visit day" Rafe mumbled, begrudgingly letting go of her.

It was the back door, the kitchen door, the one Topper used to get in but not to leave. When Sarah went to open the door she saw John B there. Her heart should be racing, she should be being enthusiastic about seeing him, she should...Well, she wasn't. She was happy to see him, sure, because it was good to know he was no longer in jail, but that was it. She opened the door and smiled at him.

"Val" he said with a silly smile, she couldn't reciprocate.

"Hey"

"How are you—" he stopped on his tracks, eyes on Rafe "You"

"Yeah, me" her brother smirked, but it wasn't a teasing one like the way he smiled at her, it was sharp and threatening "This is my house, maybe you forgot that when Ward gave you a room here and said you were family. Well, you aren't"

"Wouldn't want to be your family" he shot back "It's too bad Sarah and Wheezie don't have an option in that"

"Stop it" Sarah put herself between them "Both of you. This is so not the time, John B"

"What do you mean?"

It was better to get over with it as soon as possible. It wasn't like this was her first breakup.

"I don't have time for a relationship now" not the reason, but she didn't need to hurt him "We can still be friends, though"

"Are you...? Are you breaking up with me?" 

"Seems like it to me" 

"Shut up, Rafe!" she inhaled and waited. John B wasn't crying, but he was close to "Yes. But I want you to know that you are very special to me. I just have to focus on my family"

On my brother.

"Right" with those bitter words, John B left Tannyhill.

Sarah's pulse didn't quicken.

[phantoms-lair]

BnHAxFFXIV Hero Names

Izuku stood in front of the class with clutching the board with his chosen hero name written on it. "Okay, I chose this when I got accepted here, and I thought about changing it when certain recent events happened, but I decided to stick with it anyways." he flipped his board around to reveal the name 'Seventh Dawn'.

"The Scions of the Seventh Dawn were a group created in the wake of the Calamity of the sixth Astral Era by a merger of the two factions, the Circle of Knowing and the Path of the Twelve-"

"We don't need a history lesson, Pussnboots." Bakugou called out.

"He's right!" Midnight cracked her whip. "Your name should reflect you, not require otherworldly knowledge to understand."

Right. Focus down. "It's like how Kirishima's name is an homage to to Crimson Riot. The Scions of the Seventh Dawn are everything I aspire to be in a hero. Someone who helps other regardless of background or borders, and against any odds. The Dawn in the name is a promise that no made how dark things seem, there will be a light at the end, and I will be that light."

"Brava!" Midnight clapped her hands. "Mysterious and hopeful, approved!"

Izuku took a deep breath of relief and sat back down.

Bakugou looked at his own board. He'd picked out the name years ago, but like Izuku did when he realized he didn't need to name himself in remembrance of loved ones he'd never see again, he rethought it after Izuku had returned. Even now, he wasn't sure. But...he was never one to back away from anything. Not even this.

And if Izukun reacted badly, he'd find something else.

He strode to the center of the room, board hidden from sight. "So when I was a kid I was a real asshat. Wasn't entirely my fault, I was surrounded by adults who had a crapsack 'Might Makes Right' attitude and encouraged me to put weaker kids 'in their place'. But it took me longer than it should have to realize they were full of shit."

He fiddled with the board. "This name serves two purposes. The first is a reminder of what I used to be so I never fall into that trap again. The second-" here it was. "I'm not naïve enough to think that never happened elsewhere, that other jerkwads elsewhere used similar insults to me. So I want those victims to see me standing at the top with this name and never having to feel shame when people call the useless. Because from now one," He flipped his board over and saw Izukun's eyes widen.

"Deku is the name of a God Damn hero!"

~~~~

So when I decided on Bakugou redeeming himself in this I knew Izuku would need a knew name. He doesn't need to reclaim it, as no one's called him that in years and his old bully fervently apologized for his actions. Uraraka would never associate it with deikru because she'd never hear anyone say it. I waffled a bit on Seventh Dawn, but went for it as when he got accepted into UA, he was still mourning his Da and aunts and uncles in the group, and would want to carry on their legacy. Of course they reconnected post USA, but I think by then he'd already accepted the name and felt awkward about changing it. Prolly already discussed it with them too. (They were very flattered in the way you can only be when a small kid imitates you) Then I realized there was someone for whom the name Deku still held a lot of meaning and thought 'Wouldn't it be funny if..."

[figofswords]

Hyrule’s most fashionable!

[theimpurelily]

So I was rereading chapter 37 of Shen Yuan of No Relation by @grubus and I realized something. SQQ did exactly what YQY threatened to do years ago and then some.

What an over achiever.

[narliee]

i wanna be close to you.

[sunshinem0ths]

trying to read harrow the ninth after spending the whole first book in the head of a jock who actively tuned out exposition and made "that's what she said" jokes

[soaring-trash]

Delilah and her puppet

[harbingerofsillies-reblogs]

How are we feeling about tomorrow's episode? 🙃

[manasurge]

Here's a few gifts for @moth-tea-merchant as revenge (affectionate) (for all the lovely ship art of Mourynn with both Caithe and Thalys ;v; <3 ) by doing a bit of the same with her milf largos Zafira and Peitha uwu. And a mildly spicy one under the cut uwu

uwu

[giyuuswifey]

Sweet sugar and Sour Vinegar

pairings; giyuu tomioka x fem!reader

TW; angst to fluff , depression , failed to comfort, cringe (?), child death.

summary;your 5 year old daughter died from a sudden illness, giyuu a stoic hashira and husband never showed much emotion , from your child's death giyuu tried to comfort but failed .

Your life was perfect , having a beautiful daughter , himari and a dear husband , giyuu tomioka

Until himari got ill ,you tried to find doctors who would help your daughter , but the doctors always said their was no cure.

As the months past himari's illness got worse . Dawn came , you were looking after himari when she spoke , "mama, i love you." she said weakly , as you were about to speak she stopped breathing , you didn't accept that your child had died in your watch , you shook her gently , no response came from her mouth , you checked her pulse , their was no sign of a beat .

Giyuu came home that night , he opened the bedroom door to see you crying at himari's bed side , holding her cold hand , giyuu ran over to you , "y/n what's wrong ?" , their was no response from you , only weak sobs , giyuu pulled you into his arms rubbing your back, "shhh, its alright , now tell me whats wrong ?" , you didn't respond , giyuu spoke once more " please tell me whats wrong , please" , you hugged giyuu , which shocked him , you took a deep breath and spoke ," giyuu....h-himari's dead ..." , giyuu`s eyes widened ,tears threatening to fall from his eyes , as he hugged you back he said " she's in a better place now okay ? she won't suffer anymore " , you kept sobbing as your body felt numb , stumbling over your words you finally had the courage to speak again "giyuu , did i ...fail to be a mother ?" , giyuu was taken aback of what he heard , " you didn't fail, darling" , with his soft touch he picked you up settling you down on your couch , he went back to himari's bedside and carried her , he stopped in his tracks to speak to you , "im taking himari to the graveyard to bury her okay ? it wont take me too long " you nodded in response still thinking of what happened .

At the graveyard giyuu finished burying himari , he knelt down as tears spilled from his eyes , losing another loved one was enough , at least he still has you .

Giyuu came back home , and as he opened the door he saw you still sitting on the couch , he stepped inside the room to see you sleeping while sitting on the couch , giyuu carried you to the bed and tucked you in , as time passed giyuu could'nt sleep , until you started to stir from your sleep , you woke up and sat up tapping giyuu's shoulder he turned to over to see your burnt out expression , you spoke " could you give me a hug ?" , giyuu then sat up and pulled you in for a hug , your eyes started watering , you started crying , giyuu rubbed your back telling you everything was going to be fine , you then replied "giyuu , i dont know what to do anymore ", giyuu was taken aback at your response , he let go of you and kissed you on your lips , a gesture saying 'we'll get through this i promise ' he pulled away looking into your red and puffy eyes , you,not knowing what to do looked into nothing but space , you were in a daze , giyuu , who was shocked snapped his fingers in front of your eyes , you flinched , giyuu kissed you again but this time on the cheek, you didn't even notice the way he looked at you , the look of pure concern and care ,you unintentionally cupped his cheeks , which took him by shock , he didn't even know if you were mentally unstable because of your carelessness , he spoke to get your attention "my love , you're acting very weird right now " you looked at his azure eyes and said "im sorry , i just wished it was me instead of himari " , he looked shocked at what you said , tears threatening to spill from his eyes , that he tried to blink away , but failed when you took your hand away from his cheek and laid back down , crying yourself to sleep ,tears running down his cheeks and shook you gently , you looked at him with red eyes and tear -stained face , he laid down with you while hugging you tightly , never letting go .

The next morning , he woke up to see the bedside was empty , giyuu being giyuu panicked and ran down stairs to see you cooking breakfast - you made some hot ,brewed tea , he hugged you from behind , and kissed your cheek , you finally spoke to break the silence "aren't you going to a meeting or a mission , giyuu ?" , he looked at you and shook his head meaning he doesn't have any assignments , he stopped hugging you when he saw you holding the freshly brewed tea , he sat beside you , taking your advantage , you tilted you head enough to rest it on his shoulders , at least he didn't mind it , he said "hey , about last night , i just wanted to tell you that , you've been my greatest reason to live , if i didn't meet you then i would've committed suicide by now , but today im still living because , every mission i feel like i wont survive but i have a reason to stay strong and remember that i'll come home eventually and see you , my love , you'll always be my inspiration to keep living and stay strong so please just know that i love you so so much " wwith his heartfelt words , you started tearing up and replied " i love you too so so much " and with that he kissed you passionately.

THE END

[doctorsiren]

I'm so normal about this.

*sweat nervously and pulls out a tennis ball*

Fetch!

*throws the ball*

He is a respectable lawyer smh what are you doing

[glitch-pep]

BIG thank you/shout-out to @beesofink for helping me with the design of this oc, Bee came up with the fanny pack! 🩵

CJ Intro

[Character info is under the cut.]

CJ is a character that would be introduced in a hypothetical Season 3 of Making Fiends, as Charlotte's older brother who, unknowingly as to what's going on in Clamburg due to not receiving any letters or calls from his grandma or sister since Vendetta doesn't allow it outside of Clamburg, moved to Clamburg after finally being done with, according to Charlotte, "Space Camp".

CJ has the same happy and optimistic attitude that both of his other family members have, but unlike Charlotte, he's fully aware about Vendetta's intentions. Instead of telling her about it or trying to convince her of the truth, for the sake of Charlotte's fragile heart, he decided to play along with the situation, while making sure that everyone and especially Charlotte, survive Vendetta's traps.

He usually does this throughout coming up with some sorta plan, that usually seems like utter nonsense that won't work at first.

He keeps the most random of objects in his fanny pack, some useful others nonsensical. It's an ongoing gag that he pulls out objects out of it that wouldn't realistically fit into it, or the exact random object that is needed at that moment.

For the residents of Clamburg his arrival was first met with, "There's two of them now??" but eventually people grew to appreciate his efforts, making him well liked by almost everyone.

To lighten up the mood, he often says dad jokes and puns that are silly enough as to where they can at least put a smile on your face if nothing else. Sometimes he's also the "straight" man for whatever kinda shenanigans Charlotte is up to.

The main gag regarding his character is that he's a pretty normal guy reacting to this very weird town, who doesn't know any better besides just rolling with whatever new anomaly he sees today.

A giant red cat just casually sitting there? Alright I guess that's a thing now good to know.

His optimism is seemingly endless, he always finds at least something to be happy about no matter how bad the situation, but he never makes it up.

Still, not everything goes according to plan.

Not every joke lands.

He has a bit of a "saying things he didn't mean to say out loud out loud" problem.

Some social interactions can get pretty awkward when he runs out of ideas.

Vendetta obviously doesn't like him and subjects him to the things SHE finds funny out of spite since he's breaking the "No jokes." rule and probably many other rules. Usually him getting hurt in some way.

His luck generally ain't the best, he tends to get hurt on sheer accident, hence why he always has bandages on random areas of his body. Another gag would be that he gets hit with Vendetta's attacks even if they couldn't have logically hit him of all people in the room.

But, hey. He has to make the most of it since he's not getting out of the town anytime soon, so he gets up and keeps on a smile, for everyone's, and especially Charlotte's sake.

And now that he's finally here again, new hijinks shall ensue!

Here's the transparent versions of the drawings: