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dreadnotau · 3 months

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Happy three years everybody! As always, there’s a lot to say on the occasion, so pop in at the end of the post for the tl;dr if you don’t have time for my detailed diatribes, haha

Boy, time flies, huh? Feels like the second anniversary was just yesterday, but maybe that’s just the several long hiatuses getting to me. I’ve been scarce on uploading anything anywhere for a while now, even though I promised I’d actually pick up the slack this time around. What gives? Well…

For one, college hell, and for two, a lot of unfounded anxiety about putting my art out there. Allow me some theatrics for a moment and I’ll actually get back to the comic at hand… I’ve never had an exceptionally supportive environment for making art. It wasn’t suppressive, not in the slightest, but it also wasn’t… encouraging. It was always treated as a hobby or a distraction rather than something I was allowed to be fully proud of, especially because a lot of my art focused on more cartoon-y and fantasy ideas, rather than still life studies and painting (which people generally outside of the art sphere tend to value more, arbitrarily). Couple that with a childhood full of being bullied over minute shit you hadn’t even considered could be an issue before, and you get a teenager hellbent on never sharing his interests or ideas with anyone, mostly due to the fear of rejection.

I’ve grown, thankfully, but that paranoia and fear doesn’t go away overnight. As I’m sure you all know, Meowchela was the one who originally encouraged me to post this comic, and the only reason she succeeded was because she was the first person in a long time who listened and engaged with my interests and my art in a meaningful way. It’s kind of obvious her friendship had a profound impact on me, and I’d cite her as one of the reasons I was even hopeful enough to apply to an art college in the first place! This comic, and that bond with another person, proved that maybe these things I’m so passionate about weren’t duds, and weren’t something I had to keep to myself.

So, fast forward a few years. About three years, in fact.

During one of my classes, right before this hellish two weeks of exams started, one of the class assistants talked me into showing my comic pages to one of my professors. He’s generally a pretty open guy when it comes to new mediums, but I’m always… apprehensive about showing my less “traditional art”-y things to professors, but, he ended up being genuinely proud of it. Specifically, I showed him pages 85-87 (because they’re my favourites) and, he didn’t read the text, just the visuals were enough for him to say “good job, keep it up” (which is HIGH praise from that guy). When I mentioned I’ve been meaning to simplify the visuals because I didn’t have time to work on the comic very often because of college and classes, he dismissed it on principle. I was honestly caught off guard. Heavily paraphrasing, he suggested that worsening the visuals for an arbitrary deadline was counterproductive to making something that’s Good™.

That’s kinda stuck with me. For a good few years now I was more focused on optimisation rather than visual improvement for the comic, and though it HAS contributed to better visuals in some ways (cutting corners sometimes makes for a less pointy and jagged end result), it’s kind of weird I’m treating an art project that way, isn’t it? I set a lot of… arbitrary deadlines and standards for myself, in the form of expectations and what I “should” or “shouldn’t” be doing at certain stages in my life. I’ve thought of Dread Not as a passion project second and a stepping stone first, if I’m being honest. As if it was too… fandom-y and derivative to be treated with more gravity than that, like it’s an immature project because I was still a child when I came up with it. As if it was something I’m making to Build Up to Something Else, something Bigger and Cooler and More Important, and… the more I think about the future of Dread Not, and even my future career options, the more I realised that’s, ironically, a really immature way to think about it.

If there’s one thing going to this art college has taught me, is that there’s no “right” way to make art, and there’s no “right” way to success as an artist. There’s no clear-cut paths, just more commonly treaded roads, but even those are heavily overgrown. Why should I try to box myself into thinking I have to make things from complete scratch to be taken seriously? What’s so bad about Dread Not as a story and as a comic that’s caused me to vaguely keep it under wraps when conversing with people in my day-to-day life? Why wouldn’t I put all these skills I’ve acquired to improve and expand this project that’s Right There, WAITING for me to finally get off my ass and get pages out there again?

I wish I could say I’ve used all this time away in a particularly clever way, but I really haven’t - at least, it feels like I haven’t. My art has undoubtedly improved over time (though admittedly the art for this post was Very rushed, fuckin exams), and while I’ve been working on projects in the background, chipping away at them in a VERY disorganised way, I haven’t been posting that progress anywhere, and I haven’t made any good progress on my biggest project, Dread Not, because of the other ones. And, honestly? Admitting that kinda stings. This comic means a lot to me, and I wish I actually gave it the time and attention it deserves instead of letting it sit out hiatus after hiatus because I keep failing at structuring my time.

So, my new plan is a little more abstract: find a way to work Dread Not into my school schedule, and slowly build a habit of working on it more often. No clue how long that’ll take, but I think it’ll be worth it to consider it as an option, and hopefully finally end these long, drawn out hiatuses with short bursts of uploads in-between. HOPEFULLY. Building habits was never my strong suit, so please bear with me while I figure this out in what will probably be the most hectic upload schedule in this comics history, which is: no schedule at all.

From now on (until the end of Act 1), I’ll upload pages when they’re ready, and depending on how the weeks go and how complex the page is, they could be weeks or days apart from one another. Hell, some might even take a month to finish if school stuff gets REALLY hectic (god knows Hellish Exam Week number 1 and number 2 won’t be giving me much time to work on the comic), but I’m determined to do this. I want to be able to put my all into this project again!!

(And hopefully finish Act 1 by the end of this semester…)

TL;DR: College is giving me life lessons I didn’t expect, and because of them I’ve decided to give myself a non-existent upload schedule for Dread Not: Pages will be posted when they’re ready, and the spacing between pages could wildly vary depending on circumstances and the actual complexity of the page itself.

As always, thank you for being here, thank you for reading, and thank you for being patient!

If all goes well, there will be new content very, very soon.

#dread not #dreadnot #dread not au #dreadnotau #not comic #kris #schedule update #again #apparently i was calling this last hiatus a pseudo hiatus?#oh silly past me. this was a full blown hiatus jesus fucking christ #but yeah no i love being at this college dont get me wrong #its just that i have like 3 exams to prepare for the next two days ALONE #so like!!!! wish me luck!!!!! for christs sake #yknow i was planning on actually Dedicating Time to the art for this post #but uhh. haha. a little thing called the consequences to my actions caught up to me #fuckin psychology exam today that i had to cram for last night #i think it went ok? who the fuck knows at this point #but for tomorrow and the day after that i have digital shit to finish some theory to cram AND an ENTIRE PAINTING #that i didnt even START YET #and its an autoportrait. as if i wasnt suffering enough i have to stare at my ugly mug for hours #AGAIN. BECAUSE I HAD A DIFF AUTOPORTRAIT TO FINISH FOR LAST WEEK #im in spain without the s yall pray for me

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tradingjackbs · 7 months

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Attempted to do a photoshoot for the one and only cosplay I'll probably ever do and. These are the only pictures I got that matter

#there were a lot of blurrier ones that were completely incomprehensible lmao #i did also get some decent serious ones but. idk if i'll post them/might save them for halloween or something. we'll see #i dont like taking pics of myself and i dont like sharing my face on the internet. it just so happens this particular character has bangs #and also sunglasses so it works out #nicholas d wolfwood #cosplay #trigun #rosie posting #cats of tumblr #i love my girl so so much. but lord she love gettin all in my business when im tryna do shit ykwim #taking pictures or drawing or whatever tf. it dont matter. she must be in the way <3 #i went to put my clothes away and like. sure it's a relatively cheap suit but it still cost a good amount #and this goddamn cat is swiping and pouncing on my clothes as im tryna put em away like 😭😭😭😭 GIRL #anyway pretend ww has uhh curly hair. and literally no jawline. and also a normal/fat waist. and a thick ass neck jesus lordt #that's what my ww looks like <3 sowwy that's just how im built lmao #oh and the wrong nose. i have the wrong nose for every anime character 😔#bitch ass half white half pinoy got me out here lookin like a gotdamned Freak lol <3 #the absurd amount of cookies in the past week probs hasnt been helping #i live alone and shit's hard yo 😭😭#this also means i took all my goddamn photos myself and thus. the excessive cat bombing <3

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shroomkore · 5 months

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love this emo slut; Judas Iscariot from The Bible

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rayven81194 · 4 days

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shoutout gay people

#it’s the way I put this in my calendar #like oh my god #gay jesus #they’ve risen after 3 years #not actually it was more like 2 when it happened but shh #uhh #I actually don’t know for certain if it was today #so I lay any blame for wrong dates on past me #ranboo #ranboolive #boobers #booblr #lgbtqai+#coming out #lgbtqia #lgbtq

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s-ccaam-era-crepe · 9 months

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sometimes i remember some of The Mad Ones musical songs and i feel physically ill

#camera talks #/pos #HAVE I TOLD YOU GUYS HOW MUCH. I LOVE THEMES OF GRIEF #AND LOSS IN STUFF LIKE THIS #THE MAD ONES 🤝 OXENFREE- making scam fucking insane bc he's thinking about loss and grief (/mostly pos)#go tonight is such a rghrghrghgrh.. . normal about this musical actually and i haven't even watched any visual versions of it #nor listened to the whole musical i just listen to the songs and plot parts i want shhh <3 #and like sam and kelly's love for each other is so fucking insane (/pos) to me. jesus i cant #OH. AND I DIDNT SAY GOODBYE??? DONT EVEN TALK TO ME ABOUT THAT ONE #HURTS ME SO #also uhh quotes from this book in one song like waugh <33 i like connecting things :) (also the name of the musical !! from the quote !!!)

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star-trailing · 2 years

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MINORS DNI

Character Selection

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mwagneto · 2 years

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it's over

#i feel like i just ran a marathon. ok first of all why do ppl market this as a gay podcast bruh😭#I wasn't even here for that i only listened coz rumi likes it but huh ????#also why does k€pler/j@cobi have so many fics 💀 i mean i know why but jesus. no #ok final thoughts uhh. the dialogue is insufferable i literally cant say anything other #than it's like if an mcu movie was a podcast but even worse somehow #i like the characters and i like how even insignificant looking things ended up #being relevant later they got that chekov's arsenal up here #''i like the characters'' was a lie i want Eiffel to die #why did it take them what. 51?? episodes to tell him to stop being xenophobic and racist GIRL #but i like l/oveless and h/era and m/inkowski and j/acobi #the plot made.. some sense but the backstory . did not #why on earth is the evil guy a robot elias why is this set in the 2010s how do #they have the technology for ANY of this.#also it's so unbearably christian american the fkcing a.i. saying amen at #the funeral made me laugh so hard I almost fucking died #i. there is so much more but I'm gonna go bother jo with it instead coz i #hate being publicly negative abt smtg ppl like but OH MY GOD this was the worst thing ever.#I'm always like why did i swear off american podcasts again? and then i #listen to one and I'm like oh yeah.#wolf 359 #w359 not for creators

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the-acid-pear · 2 years

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When it comes to popular bands i only listen to TWO songs of them... Nothing more nothing less. <3

#luly talks #and of course im talking about punk bands so let me give you some examples #of the clash i only have London's drowning and straight to hell which i both absolute adore LOL!#of misfits i only haveeee uhh dig up her bones and saturday night if im not wrong #and finally of bad religion i have american Jesus and you #out of all the three misfits is the one i love the least (nothir personal they just make me insane) the other ones are like AH! 💘#won't listen more than that and the occasional song my dad puts though #i could too listen to ramones bc i like a good share of their songs but i dont want to be that cool y'know?#what i DO want to listen a bit of is toy dolls bc their sound amuses me :)#my dad sometimes plays it in the car and reminds me is one of his friends' fav band #OH YEAH not punk but popular this is the same case w leonard cohen #i only have everybody knows and ummmmm story of isaac #AND LMAO PIMPINELA TOO i have quien da más and reina de la noche #i have a very varied music taste 😋 KSHSJDGDBB

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boygirlctommy · 2 years

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hrrheggrgh anyone else just hate the christian concept of the afterlife with a passion or is it just me

#my post #religion #cw religion #uhh sorry for religion posting tonight but I have been Thinkibg and none of this shit makes sense #like I am genuinely gonna be ranting about this shit in the tags so uhm. uh. ignore me.#once again ignore this post I’m only posting it bcus the conclusion I came to is so funny to me #but yeah like I think it’s a shit system. like oh you can only go to heaven id you believe in Jesus?? well that simply doesn’t seem fair #there are billions of people who certainly don’t deserve fuckin HELL like who set up this system #it’s really shit #surely jdog didn’t set this up. like doesn’t he love people.#if jesus died to absolve humanity of all our sins then why do we have to fulfill more requirements to get into heaven #rgh #I hate it here #it makes no sense!!! I’ve been sitting here trying to understand it but it makes no sense!!!#it doesn’t help that I have no one to talk to about this. my mom wouldn’t get it my dad is an ex Catholic our church is shit #like where am I supposed to go w this issue #the answer is to create my own offshoot of Christianity where everything is good and good and neutral people don’t suffer eternally #bcus once again that’s so shit and I hate it here wtf who wrote that #NOW HANG ON A SECIND!! why is there no hell in the Old Testament!! did Matthew fucking invent it!!!!!#I hate this the contradictions my god. I’ve come to the conclusion that hell is fake. this however kinda now goes against Jesus’s whole thin #about eternal life and all that.#hm no I’m okay where I am hell isn’t real jesus simply lied about that part. that’s okay tho I’ll forgive him

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voidsentprinces · 1 year

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When did I even post that?

Oh...No hate, but stop digging through my trash, Amelia haha!

#{ I thought I had a tag for replies but...uhh I think I forgot it }#{ replies from beyond }#{ oh there it is }#{ jesus christ july was 5 months ago... }

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die4swag · 5 months

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comes with the season

pairing: ellie williams x fem!reader

warnings: cursing, like one dirty joke, playful spanking, kisses and so much fluff, kinda hate this

the way her eyes roll to the back of her head as soon as she notices ur dreamy-like expression as u drag her to target speaks for itself.

it was so unfair, u told her yall would go home to cuddle and watch a movie after u get out of the mall, but yet here she was, watching as u smelled the different christmas collection bodywashes and flinching just a little bit every time u shoved one to her nose, making her smell it too. not that she didn’t at least slightly enjoy it, she loved seeing her girl all giddy, but she wouldn’t tell u that. she’d much rather try to keep the annoyed expression on her face, resisting the urge to grab u and kiss u all over.

“cmon el, smell this one!” u chirp as u bring a sugar cookie smelling body wash to her nose. “jesus baby this is like the fiftieth one already! and they all smell the same anyw-“ before she can finish her sentence, u cut her off “they do not! god, u got some old man nose, seriously.” u both roll ur eyes in sync. ellie grabs ahold of ur hand, bringing ur fingers to her lips, to give ‘em a kiss “baby just pick ones that u like so we can go already” she mutters “no, u don’t get it! it’s christmas collection ellie, it will sell out way too fucking quickly and these ones won’t be available next year!” u feel like talking to a grandpa.

after u move on to the next aisle. body butters and lotions. u felt like u were in heaven, however for ellie it just meant longer wait for the cozy at-home cuddles she was fucking promised. “holy fuck, they didn’t have that many last year” u almost want to squeal from the excitement u are feeling right now. u immediately grab one, opening it and bringing it to ur nose. “fuck, this smells so yummy. like whipped cream or something,” u yet again shove it to her nose “smell!” she chuckles as she lowers ur hand. “babe we have whipped cream at home. i could put that on ur body. maybe lick it off aft-“ u immediately smack her shoulder, scowling as she laughs, as if she was a fucking comedian. u continue smelling the different lotions and body butters, the cart piling after each one or two. she keeps on following u around like a lost puppy, watching ur smile as u walk.

u get to the body polish and body scrub section, where u repeat the same process. smelling the products, of course. u grab a candy cane one “oh god, do u think they sell candy canes somewhere around here?” u dart ur eyes away from the body scrub to look at her, smiling at her red nose from the cold that u only escaped when u went into the store. “uhh, like the candy?” u roll ur eyes at her “no bitch, the fucking— like, what else?” ellie laughs, smacking ur ass playfully. u gasp, glaring at her smiley face. oh so now she’s smiling. “asshole” u mutter, continuing to do ur thing as she keeps on laughing like a fucking weirdo.

after u- no, she finally goes pay for all the things u bought, u get in the car, driving home, stopping to buy some indian food to eat.

when u are finally home, all cozy in ur bed, a movie playing on the tv, she pulls u into her chest, finally getting her well deserved cuddles. she presses her lips to urs, smiling as ur lips connect. when u guys separate, she kissed ur forehead, whispering a small “i love u, pretty” before holding u even tighter and focusing her eyes on the movie. u smile up at her, so happy she is urs.

and that she is real. not from a game. she is happy too, her father figure is alive and shit. love that for her. and u.

#ellie williams x reader #ellie williams #ellie williams fluff #ellie x reader #ellie tlou2 #ellie x you #ellie x fem reader #ellie williams smut #ellie williams x you #ellie williams x female reader #my work

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mrsstarkey1 · 1 year

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whipped - rafe cameron

summary: rafe totally isn't whipped for you

word count: 1.5k

warnings: just curse words

a/n: check out my most recent rafe fic !

"Alright, what the fuck is up with you?" Topper finally asked Rafe, grabbing onto his shoulder. "We're at a party surrounded by chicks and booze, and you're over here sitting alone looking like you're gonna kill yourself."

Rafe shook Topper’s hand off of him, smoothing out his sweatshirt that Topper had just grabbed onto, "get your hands off me, man."

Topper held his hands up, "I'm just worried about you, dude."

Rafe simply rolled his eyes, reaching down to the cooler by his chair to grab a beer. He cracked open the can and took a long sip, "happy now?"

Topper scoffed, "whatever, man. At least do a bump," he said, reaching into his back pocket.

Rafe shook his head, "I'm good."

"Oh come on," Topper started, beginning to pull out the plastic bag, only to be stopped by Rafe's grip on his arm.

"I said fucking no, Top. Jesus."

"Alright, alright," he said with a defeated sigh, turning to walk back toward the lively side of the party.

He stopped when he reached Kelce, putting a hand on his shoulder to get his attention. "Hey, you know what's been up with Rafe lately?"

Kelce shook his head a little, "whatchu mean?" he slurred.

Topper pointed back to wear Rafe was sitting in a chair, arms crossed, just staring straight in front of him, "look at the fucker. Offered him a bump and he said no. He's acting extra bitchy than normal."

Kelce shrugged his shoulders carelessly and started to walk away, but stopped abruptly when a thought entered his mind. "Y'know what it might be? That y/n chick isn't here," he said, eyes widened in realization.

Topper gave him a puzzled look, wracking his brain for any recognition of a y/n. "Who?"

Kelce rolled his eyes, "come on man. Y/n y/l/n. She was in a couple of our classes senior year. Rafe ran into her at that bonfire a couple weeks ago, remember? He was smiling and giggling and shit and blew us off when we asked him about it," Kelce only paused briefly before hitting Toppers chest, "yeah, yeah now that I think about it, he's in an oddly good mood when she's around, and extra douchebaggy when she's not. Shit's crazy, man," he said with a shake of his head.

Topper vaguely remembered the girl he was talking about. He thought for a moment, a plan forming in his slightly intoxicated mind. "You got her number?" he asked Kelce.

"I think. Here," he mumbled, shoving his phone against his chest before taking off toward the girl that had just called his name. If Rafe was actually whipped over this girl, Topper was going to figure it out.

After calling your number about seven times, he finally got an answer. "Jesus Christ Kelce, what do you want?" you'd asked, irritated tone evident in your voice.

"Heyyy y/n, this is Topper Thornton. What are you up to right now?" He asked in his nicest voice he could pull off.

Topper could practically hear you roll your eyes, "currently I'm wishing I'd never given my phone number to Kelce. What do you want?"

"I just wanted to invite you to this party I'm at right now," he said, only now realizing that he had no reason to back up this invitation without spoiling his plan. "It's uh- really fun. And I was just sitting here thinking, 'y/n y/l/n would really like this party'," he said, slapping his hand on his forehead at his own words.

On the other side of the phone, you were sitting in your car outside the party you could only assume Topper was talking about now. You were planning on attending the party from the jump, you'd just lost track of time watching TV. "What's so good about the party, Topper?" you played along for the fun of it.

"Uhh-" Topper thought for a little too long, "there's uh, beer?" He said, sounding unsure of his words.

You rolled your eyes, but composed yourself. "You know what, Top? You've convinced me. I'm on my way," you said with fake sincerity, smiling at your own acting.

"Really? Great, see ya," Topper hung up the phone, a proud smile on his face. Now all he had to do was watch and see if Kelce was right.

You opened your car door after a couple moments, and made your way inside the house. You squeezed through the crowd of people in the living room, trying to get to a less crowded area.

You stopped in the kitchen, scanning the room for your friend that had invited you. She was nowhere to be seen, so you opted to go get a drink first.

You grabbed a beer out of the cooler, sipping it slowly as you leaned against the kitchen counter, still looking around the room for your friend. Your eyes landed on a familiar figure sitting on a chair outside, only visible through the glass doors. You smiled a little, immediately walking toward the back door.

"You look like you're having fun, Cameron," you said once you reached him, sitting down on the table in front of him, your knees touching his.

Rafe's lips twitched into an immediate smile, eyes lighting up at the sight of you. He leaned forward a little so he could hear you over the voices of everyone around you, "hey, how long have you been here?"

"Just got here. Why? You been looking for me?" You asked with a smirk, putting your free hand out to shove his shoulder lightly.

Rafe looked down, an involuntary red flush starting on his cheeks. "Course not," he waved the accusation off quickly, in a comically unconvincing tone. "But I am glad you're here. These parties bore the hell out of me."

"Oh come on, Rafe Cameron bored at a party?" your eyes flickered down to the beer in his hand. You grabbed it from him, eyes widening at the realization it was nearly full, "and not even drinking a beer?" You questioned.

Your eyebrow raised as Rafe simply shrugged, "just not feeling it recently, I guess. The last party I actually had fun at was Kelce's a couple weeks ago, remember?" his smile widened as he spoke, "when we absolutely demolished everyone at beer pong."

You laughed with a nod, "course I remember. You're the best pong partner I've had in years," you said truthfully, a smile plastered on your face.

Rafe's expression turned impossibly more bright, eyes lighting up at the sight of your smile and the angelic sound of your laugh. He tore his eyes from you after a moment, so he could actually form words. "Do you uh- have any plans for later tonight?"

You opened your mouth to say something, but all that came out was a shriek as cold liquid splashed on your shoulder and down your back. You stood up abruptly, wringing out your now beer-soaked shirt.

"Oh shit," a guy slurred from beside you, "my bad."

Topper got up quickly from his chair across the room after witnessing the incident, starting to move toward the two of you. He had just happened to look over just as- okay fine, he was watching intently the whole time.

He prepared himself as he walked to pull Rafe off of the guy that had just soaked you in beer - no doubt in his mind that Rafe would start a fight.

Rafe stood up from his chair quickly, only spending half a second sending a glare toward the drunk idiot who'd done this. He placed his hands on your shoulders, “are you alright?” he asked, worried eyes scanning over you.

Topper's eyes narrowed as he watched Rafe turn his attention fully to you, as the drunk guy stumbled back into the house. He watched intently as the rest of the scene played out, completely opposite from what he expected.

You laughed, nodding your head. “I’m good, I just reek of Bud Light now,” you glanced down at your shirt, “and I look ridiculous,” you said with a chuckle.

Rafe quickly unzipped his jacket, shrugging it off of his shoulders and placing it loosely over yours, "what an asshole," he muttered.

You slipped your arms into the sleeves, chuckling a little at how they fell so far past your hands. You rolled the sleeves up a little, and zipped up the sweatshirt. “Thanks, Rafe. My hero,” you said with a grateful smile.

Rafe’s grin widened uncontrollably at your words, and he quickly tried to shake the giddy feeling off of him, "you uh- you wanna go inside? It looks a little less crowded in there.”

You nodded, slipping your hand into his as you navigated through the crowd of people together.

Topper let out a shocked breath as he watched you and Rafe walk through the doors and out of his sight. "Well I’ll be damned," he muttered to himself with a shake of his head, "he is whipped."

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