#jca tohru

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Good guy, the only person who could defeat them, tried to convince them to be good, but they were hesitant since they didn't know other life and were loyal to their masters.

And when the bad guy betrayed them, they turned to the good side.

But a greedy green dude with a funky nose used magic to make them forget about their friends and persuaded to work on their side again.

And even then, without any memory of their friends, they realized the bad guy STILL is a piece of crap who sees them as an object they use to achieve goals and turned back to the good side, helping defeat the bad guy

My favorite protagonist has always been Tohru. I know I don't talk about the protagonists as much, and I know Tohru doesn't turn good until the second season but hear me out!

Tohru has got the ultimate character development! Hes dedicated years of his life to Valmont and The Dark Hand just to be shown how little Valmont cares for his safety by forcing him to fight a demon. Its a wake up call for the big guy! He decides to turn his whole life on its head and do the right thing, and he does! He struggles occasionally with the temptation to turn back to crime, but the family he has found in the Chan Clan means more to him than anything a crime syndicate can ever offer.

Tohru is a nice breath of fresh air as a character. Too often fat characters are made into these jokes that are big dumb lumbering idiots who don't know how to do anything but grunt and hit things. Tohru isn't like that, hes quiet and strong, yes, but hes intelligent too. He has emotional depth, wants and needs, he gets lonely or irritated, he respects Uncle to a great degree and loves and protects Jade. He trains as a chi wizard! So rarely is a fat character allowed to be magical also! I love Tohru's arc and growth as a wizard so much!

I decided to do a little experiment to see how my writing has improved after 10 years

Original: https://www.deviantart.com/invaderdoom78/art/Return-of-the-Queen-of-the-Shadowkhan-Ch-1-522756554

Pairing: Chow/Finn/Ratso/Tohru/Valmont

Word Count: ~500

A/N: Day one for @polyshipweek using prompts 'team as polycule' and "Is that my hoodie?"!

A lot of strange things happen around the Dark Hand. Personally, Tohru would like to blame the demon-dragon living in Valmont’s office. But strange things happened before then, as well. Really, he figures it’s more a consequence of who they all are as people and the Enforcer’s desire to knick shiny things mixed with Valmont’s desire to be rich. He can’t say it hasn’t worked out well for them so far.

Besides the point, though.

Tohru can’t find his hoodie. At first glance, this may not seem very strange. But for Tohru, who is cold and swears he recently saw it, it is. The last place he put it was the entryway to the penthouse. It was simply good manners to hang it with the rest of the jackets. Without it being there, he checks the closet, the living room- though he knows it’s not there, since he was just in there reading-, and even the kitchen. Yet he finds it nowhere. It’s not a very easy hoodie to lose, being a quadruple X, but he’s seemed to manage it anyway as he goes through the rest of the penthouse, even the bedroom.

Finally, Tohru just concedes and returns to the bedroom for a blanket. His hoodie would’ve been preferred, it’s easier to read with sleeves, but at least it’ll keep him warm. He grabs one of the blankets from the bed and wraps it around his shoulders.

When he returns to the living room, the clouds have opened and are snowing upon the city. Up here, it always looks beautiful. Delicate snowflakes falling in a dance. Or, as is now, a heavy waltz. The reported snowstorm is finally happening. Tohru smiles to himself, holding the blanket tighter, and turns to the four heads he can just see over the back of the couch.

He rounds the couch to join them and stops when he sees Ratso curled into his own blanket, against Finn who is inside dark green cloth along with Chow and Valmont. Chow is tucked between them, likely because he’s the shortest of the group. Tohru blinks. “Is that my hoodie?”

“Yes,” Valmont says, unashamed, looking from the window to him. “It’s quite warm.”

Ratso makes a noise, pouting. Apparently he was unable to fit. Tohru frowns himself.

“I was looking for that,” Tohru says, more resigned than anything. The three of them look comfortable, curled into his hoodie. He won’t deny them it. Really, any annoyance he might feel stems solely from how much he searched.

“We found it in the closet,” Chow says. Which is not where Tohru thought he’d left it. Valmont must’ve put it away yesterday.