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[M4F] Ill Met by Moonlight - Part Two  [M4A] [Fantasy-themed roleplay] [Drama] [Romance] [Inner-monologue] [Reverse Care]

Storyline- After the witch, Lucas, had found his sacrifice, he puts her to rest, and then he himself goes to sleep. After all, there are now only a few days left until the new moon and the night of the ritual. After a strange dream, Lucas awakes to find the Listener in good spirits and their leg nearly healed. Which was odd because Lucas had yet to fully heal that leg. As the two talk over breakfast, the Witch begins to worry if he can keep his little bird still in her cage.

Part One

Rules:

[ Not a rule, but I apologize in advance for any spelling mistakes you may find ]  

-Give credit to me, please, and thank you (Mystic Grove Audio)

-This script is free to use for monetization

-You can improvise and add things if you wish, like if you like a script but it seems to be tailored to a certain gender: change it so it fits what you like! But please, still give credit

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-Have Fun!

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[ There is a calm and soft wind blowing by; it's a spring morning, and the birds are singing off in the design. Someone is brushing Lucas's hair and humming ]

Lucas: [ In a soft tone, not sad but a little disappointed ] This is a dream… isn't it

Beloved: [ A little giggle ] Yes, I am afraid so. Are you disappointed?

Lucas: [ Deep sigh ] No…When I see your face, how can I be?

Beloved: Good, [ She leans down and kisses his head ] then let this dream continue in sweet bliss~

Lucas: For now, but it won't be a dream for long; I promise you

Beloved: [ Her tone of voice is soft but worried ] Lucas…please don't

Lucas: [ Nerves laugh ] What? What are you talking about?

Beloved: This ritual of yours, don't do it…please…

Lucas: But I'm doing it for you, for us. No longer will you haunt me in dreams, but you will be by my side, in flesh and blood!

Beloved: [Sad and worried] Lucas, please…

Lucas: It will be just like the days before [Pause, then said softer] before I lost you! We will be happy!

Beloved: [Angry sounding] Lucas!

[Beloved's voice is drowned out as there is a clap of thunder, startling Lucas awake]

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[If you don't wish to do or don't have any extra voices, here is an alternative way to open the audio]

-The alternative opening starts here-

[A soft, forest-like soundscape, bubbling brook and birds singing. That fades out as a thunderstorm rolls in. Then, a very loud crack of thunder startled Lucas awake. ] 

-The alternative opening ends here-

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Lucas: [Frantic] My Love!!

[There is a storm outside Lucas's cottage. The Cat meows in response]

Lucas: [Confused] That…that cat from before? [Takes a deep breath] How on earth did you get in here, my friend?

[Cat meows and hops off the bed; Lucas follows them into the kitchen where Listener is cooking]

Lucas: [Slightly surprised] My-my dear? What on earth are you doing up? You-You should be resting that leg of yours.

Lucas: [To himself] Her leg healed faster than I thought…I was sure I didn't focus on the healing spell that long-

[Lucas's stomach growls]

Lucas: [Slightly embarrassed] Ah! Forgive me...might I know what it is that you are making? It smells wonderful!

[Listener answers, they are making pancakes]

Lucas: Pancakes? [Surprise chuckle] Well, that is something I haven't had in many years; I tend to make simpler things for breakfast, porridge, and the like.

[More kitchen noise, the kitchen utensils taping on plates as pancakes are transferred onto a plate]

Lucas: Well, they look wonderful-

[Lucas gets cut off as Listener lightly smacks his hand away from the plate]

Lucas: [Caught off guard] Wh-what was that for? I thought you were done?

[Listener speaks]

Lucas: [Being shooed off] Okay, okay, I'll go sit down! [Slightly playful] Forgive me, my dear. I didn't take you for the bossy type.

[Kitchen sounds]

Lucas: [Inner thoughts] Something strange is at play here [Pause] That spell was only to ease the pain, but she still has a limp, so perhaps-[Cut off]

[Cat meows]

Lucas: [Annoyed 'Tsk]

Lucas: [Clearing his throat] My dear, how are you feeling? How is your leg?

[Listener speaks]

Lucas: Still sore, I see, Well! Then allow me to make you an herbal blend! Something that will help.

Lucas: [Inner thoughts] And something that should put you right back into that bed! I will not have you escape my grasp, not when the ritual night is close!

[Lucas gets up and walks over to his glass containers. Glass being moved around]

Lucas: [Under his breath] Damn it!

[Listener speaks]

Lucas: What? No-no, it's nothing. I just need to go out into the garden and restock a few herbs for that blend.

[Listener speaks]

Lucas: Ah, don't worry, my dear, the rain won't cause me to melt! [Short Laugh] I will be fine!

[Lucas walks, opens a door to the stormy outside, and walks out into the garden.]

Lucas: [Mumbling, annoyed]

[Rustling of plants, sudden thunderclap, and strike of lightning on a tree. A Branch falls onto Lucas]

Lucas: [Cry of pain] Ah!

[Ringing ears and the rest of the sounds have been muffled for a moment]

[Listener comes running out of the house]

Lucas: [Struggling a little] N-no, I am fine, just go back into the cottage- [Sharp intake] Ah! My-my damn shoulder!

[Listener tries to help]

Lucas: I said I was fine! I don't need help with my- [Angry] Don't touch me!! Get away from me! Go!

[Lucas shoves Listener and is trying to get to his feet, only to stumble and fall again]

Lucas: [Frustrated] Ah! Damn it!!

[Pause]

Lucas: [Bitter] I told you to leave me…

[Listener helps Lucas to his feet and leads him back into the cottage. Sitting him down on a chair, the fire sounding a little louder]

Lucas: What is that smell- [Shocked] The fire!

[Listener quickly runs over, trying to put the fire out, which they succeed in]

Lucas: [Bitter] What beautiful blessings the sprites give me! First, my shoulder, and now you almost burn my house down!

Lucas: [Sharp intake of air] N-no, I don't think it's broken.

[Shirt being removed]

Lucas: Wh-what are you doing?! I can remove my own shirt!

Lucas: [Grunting in pain, struggling with the Shirt] S-see?! [Letting out a gasp] Alright [Pause], fine, could you…please help…

[Shirt removed]

Lucas: [Grunt in pain] Y-yes, that doesn't look good-Ahh! Don't touch it!

[Footsteps]

Lucas: Where are you going?

[Glass containers being moved]

Lucas: [Taken aback] Well, yes, arnica and moon moss do work well with swelling

[Water being poured, and a wooden bowl is scraped, then the paste is applied to Lucas's shoulder]

Lucas: [Wince] N-no, you are being gentle. I just didn't realize how cold moon moss could be.

[Listener whispers something]

Lucas: [Surprises] What did you say?

[Listener says nothing, walking away]

Lucas: [Inner thought] That was most definitely a-[Cut himself off] No, no, that's not possible. No mortal would dare utter something like that, especially a child of a Witch Hunter. And yet…

Lucas: [Taking a sigh] Tell me, where did you learn about moon moss? It's not a common herb used by most mort-[Clearing throat] by most people. I once heard the Council call it the "Devil's Tears."

[Listener speaks]

Lucas: A friend? Keeping odd company, I see [Chuckle]

[Listener frowns]

Lucas: W-wait! I meant no offenses. I'm [Pause and sigh] sorry, I am sorry for many things. My actions towards you have been very uncalled for. I had no right to shove you like that or..or yell at you. And I am sorry my own brashness caused you to burn that wonderful breakfast.

[Plate being placed on the table]

Lucas: You say it's still salvageable? My dear, I say this with as much respect as I can muster. It looks like dragon droppings.

[Pause, before laughter]

Lucas: [Laughing] No? Then, by all means, why not take a bite?

[Pause, before crunchy chewing]

Lucas: [Playful] My dear, it looks like you are trying to swallow gravel. It hurts too much to watch, please. Stop.

Lucas: I can see that smile; you know I'm right

[Listener speaks]

Lucas: No, no, please don't apologize. It's quite alright. Here, let me check in the- [Tries to stand up, only wince in pain] Ah! Turned too quickly on that one.

[Listener speaks]

Lucas: I was trying to get up and see if I still had my jar of dried fruits in the pantry.

[Listener walks to the pantry and opens the door]

Lucas: My dear, please, let me look for them. I am the one who should be looking after you, not the other way around.

[Listener says they don't mind]

Lucas: Well, if you insist.

[Listener walks back over and opens the jar]

Lucas: [Deep breath] Ah, apricots, I haven't had these in ages, in fact [Pause, softly] I think this the last jar they made [Trail off]

[Listener asks if "they" was the one that used to go to the festival with]

Lucas: [Softly] Yes…they were the ones I used to go to the festival with [Pause], the one that isn't around anymore. Yes.

[Listener asks if they are dead]

Lucas: [Getting a little more upset] Yes, they died

[Listener asks how]

Lucas: [Upset] What are you?! A Red Inquisitor?! What business of yours to pry and pry!!?

[Listener apologizes, and saying they understand]

Lucas: No! No, you don't understand! You understand nothing!! [Braking down] You don't know what it's like to be helpless! You don't know what it's like to be afraid! To return to a pile of ash that was the home you had built together! To see…to see a corpse so bloated as it hangs in the tree that you can't even recognize those eyes you fell in love with! You understand nothing!

[Getting to his feet, wincing in pain]

Lucas: [Inner thought] But you will. I'll make you understand!

[Walking into another room, slamming the door, leaving Listener alone]

End of Part 2

[clouvu]

In pleasant company

[chaos0pikachu]

the og Dracula movie starring Bela Lugosi came out in 1931 only one year before the events of sinners and the Bram Stoker's Dracula by Francis Ford Coppola came out in 1992 the same year the movie ends so like you think Sammie watched either of those films and was like, this is some grade-a bullshit

[elvisqueso]

"...Will you go home?" — "Well, it's not like I have much of a home to go back to. I've never really...belonged anywhere."

Pocahontas (1995)

[emeraldskulblaka]

Needless to say that the changes I made to my online life at the beginning of the year didn't help; the problem is... me. Sometimes I wish I could start over. Delete everything emeraldskulblaka forever. But that would mean losing my friends too, so it's not an option. But I'm so so tired of using this persona. I'm not who I was. The days of me being the LotR Musical expert are past, there are others. I'm no longer trading bootlegs. I don't do streams anymore. I'm not interested in any of the popular musicals of today. I haven't introduced a new person to Tolkien stage adaptations in a year. I even failed to keep my rock opera spreadsheets up to date. I'm not who I used to be, this blog and all my other social media accounts are useless.

[kroovv]

previous anon here: dorian's predatory business practices are a lot like wattpad's if you know anything about that—they pocket a huge portion of the proceeds for every VN they publish and only give very few pennies to the actual authors, essentially using other people's work to line their own pockets, while pretending to provide a great platform for artists. Last I heard they also have terms that say whatever you upload to them becomes their property IP. it's the kind of situation where they convince artists its the easiest option for publishing a VN, when in reality there are other ways that are just as or even more simple that allow u to keep full ownership of ur work. I also have a grudge against them specifically because they bought up an indie VN studio that I was a fan of, put previously free stuff behind a paywall and otherwise ran it into the ground, and their social media people were very unprofessional and sent threatening messages to fans for making fan content.

Renpy takes some learning, but it's really simple once you know how it works. And besides renpy there are other VN engines that are even simpler (Unity even has a VN library called Fungus thats very simple and straightforward to use) TyranoBuilder is also a popular one. As for chapters, there are absolutely people on itchio updating their VNs a chapter at a time, although i dont know if its in the way youd want; pushing each separate chapters as updates to the main game, or releasing each chapter as a separate game come to mind as options.

(i'd honestly even offer to convert the game to renpy for you since ive been working extensively with renpy for the past 2 years and am very familiar with it and how to work it, if it meant i could save one artist from the clutches of dorian, but that feels too much like overstepping 😅)

So i am not sure if maybe they have changed things, but with games self published to them they own 0% of that IP so I will own Gravehearts 100% only if they where to buy it from me then they’d own it but i personally do not see that happening lmao. From what i understand about it is it is like Webtoons but for VNs anyone can upload to it but they still own it like how i still own Horizon Walkers even though it’s on Webtoons and Tapas. They do take a % of what you make so that is why I would love to also have my own app or game on itch as well!

I have a decent following for my artwork but who knows what that vendiagram is for people who like VNs is, so if i where to publish the game somewhere by itself i don’t know how well it would do because I don’t know if i have the audience for it, also i don’t know if people would even see it when i post about it cause social media sucks. So like posting HW to webtoons so that people who read comics might see it that’s what I am kind of hoping for with posting Gravehearts to Dorian.

Again with Gravehearts i own it 100%, with publishing games there you can chose when and where people pay for things, and people do paywall love interests and main story stuff but i fully do not intend to do that because I don't want to do that. So I will not be putting any main story or love interests behind paywalls the only thing I would do as paid stuff are optional scenes with a character where you can get a nice full art piece of them from it! (Im also trying to figure out if i could put some kind of code on the image so people can download high res versions of it as phone wallpapers! So you’re actually paying for something more tangible)

However like i said previously i would love to make my own app for it, or something like an app or on itch, but i could maybe try do it in tangent with Dorian, so people who don’t want to support them can still support the story somewhere else! But it might take a little while for me to be able to do something like that because it’d be learning a whole bunch of new stuff and it is just me but I will do my best 👍

[cherryssodapop]

what if i shift and billy no like me 😞💔

[winged-unicorn-trash-can]

[A4A] In the Care of a Demon [M4F] [F4M] [Demon Speaker] [Resurrected Listener] [Fantasy] [Lore heavy] [Personal attention] [Caretaker] [Necromancy]

Storyline- A brutal war ravaged this world, mankind has fallen and very few draw breath. A new master rules this place. But within thick forest, a safe heaven is made. A demon awaits for a human to awaken. There is a reason why they say you should let the dead rest. But the demon couldn't.

The thought of the worms devouring their human…their friend, nearly drove them to madness. And so they carried the human limp body, wrapped in a blanket , to a demon necromancer. The human draws breath once more.

But now the long and jagged road of recovery is before them. And some old memories should have stayed buried. For everyone's sake.

Rules:

[ Not a rule, but I apologize in advance for any spelling mistakes you may find ]  

-Give credit to me, please, and thank you (Mystic Grove Audio)

-This script is free to use for monetization

-You can improvise and add things if you wish, like if you like a script but it seems to be tailored to a certain gender: change it so it fits what you like! But please, still give credit

-You can share the script outside of Archive, but again, please give credit

-If you make an audio/video, send me a link! I would love to see your work!

-Have Fun!

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[Sounds of distorted swords clashing, screaming, and fire. Sounds of a battlefield]

[All sounds come to ahead before getting silenced. Leaving with eerie whispers and a fast heartbeat that soon slows down to a normal pace]

Necromancer: [Muffled, creepy old voice] It is done, my (Lord/Lady) [Dark chuckle] What a feisty soul they have…

Dahlia/Dorian: [Muffled, softly, almost concerned but trying to hide it] Tell me, how much free will is still within them? Will they be able to function without orders?

Necromancer: [ Muffled, disappointed] If (his/her) (Lordship/Ladyship) desired an arisen corpse but forgo the thrall, then perhaps (he/she) should have sought out a paladin that had yet to succumb that war of- [Cut off]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Muffled, angry] Do not try my patience, Veil Ripper!

Necromancer: [Muffled, slightly sarcastic] My tongue means no offense to you, oh great Demon's Crown! 

Dahlia/Dorian: [Muffled, slight growl]

Necromancer: [Muffled, apathetic sigh] It depends, my (Lordship/Ladyship), on how long they have been dead. Those who are nothing but bones have no free will. And they act as if they know not the words. While those with more flesh clinging to them have been known to do things without orders.

Dahlia/Dorian: [Muffled] And what of their memories?

Necromancer: [Muffled, slowly fading out] Ahh, but of course! Yours is a shared history that runs deep. But you must understand, the soul might remember, but the mind is weak and frail- [Faded out]

[Pause, Heartbeat, and whispers fade out, and a warm crackling fire fades in. Rustling of a fabric as Listener starts to wake up.]

[Muffled morning birds outside the window. More rustling of fabric as Listener crawls closer to the fire]

[Slow footsteps on wooden floors, suddenly stop]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Softly] You [Pause] woke up. [Pause, more joyful and excited] You woke up!!

[Quick-paced footsteps on the floor; Dahlia/Dorian drop to their knees and hug Listener]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Holding back tears] I can feel your heart. I can hear your breath…I never thought I would see those eyes again, but- [Cut themselves off, pull away from the hug] Do you know who I am? Do you remember who you are!?

[Listener says master]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Taken aback, almost angered in tone] No. Do not call me that. [Angered and hurt] I am not your master. It's me. It's your D-[Cut themselves off slightly, a calmer tone] I'm (Dahlia/Dorian), and you are my friend, not my thrall! Not my slave!

Dahlia/Dorian: [Takes a deep breath] I can explain later, but right now, it's best we get you washed and dressed in clean clothes; you've been wearing those rags for [Pause] Gods only knows…come on, I'll help you up.

[Dahlia/Dorian helps the Listener to their feet. Listener stumbles a little as they start to walk]

Dahlia/Dorian: It's okay, it's okay. I got you. Your mussels have forgotten a lot, but don't worry, I'm here, and I'm going to help you. We just [Pause] need to take things slow. One step at a time, so to speak. Sorry for letting you sleep on the floor, but your skin felt so cold I thought having you closer to the fire would be good. I swear I have a bed for you.

[After a few more walking steps, they stop]

Dahlia/Dorian: I've been warming bath water all morning. It's a good thing I woke up and couldn't fall back asleep! Or you probably wouldn't have a nice warm bath waiting for you! [Soft chuckle] Unlike that one time in that little tavern! The way you acted, you would have thought a frost nymph was hiding in your bath water; you particularly begged me to light a fire around the tub with you still inside! Remember- [Cut off, clearing their throat, less cheerful tone] No. That look in your eyes tells me you don't remember.

[Fabric rustling as Dahlia/Dorian undress Listener]

Dahlia/Dorian: These rags aren't even fit to feed a fire. Right, the shirt is off, now- Here, put your hands on my shoulder. Pull this leg out, and then that one. Great. Now, do you think you can get in the tub by yourself? 

[Listener steps into the bath]

Dahlia/Dorian: Good, good, just take it slow, and don't worry, I'm right here-

[Listener collapses into the water with a splash. Muffled underwater.]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Muffled, Panicked] Sparrow!!

[Dahlia/Dorian pulls Listener back to the surface ]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Panicked] Are you okay? Are you- [Calm breath, exasperated chuckle] You're okay…[Sigh] Remember, I told you to take things slow.

[Dahlia/Dorian start to clean Listener, cloth scrubbing skin sound effect]

Dahlia/Dorian : Is the water too hot?

[Lisinter speaks]

Dahlia/Dorian: It feels warm? Good! At least you still have feelings; just let me know if I'm scrubbing too hard, okay?

Dahlia/Dorian: [To themselves] These rotten parts of the skin, I'll have to keep an eye on them, make sure they heal [Pause] The wounds on your back, they run so deep-

[Listener speaks]

Dahlia/Dorian: O-oh, why did I call you Sparrow? Well, that was the name the Mages of The Ivory Gate gave you. The Sparrow of Thistle. You were a summoner. One [Pause] One of the greatest summoners to walk the Four Realms. And I should know, I was one of your summons. Sparrow was the only name I knew you by. Due to the law of a summons contract, I couldn't know your true name.

[Some water splashes]

Dahlia/Dorian: Now, close your eyes. I'm going to wash your hair, and I don't want soap to get into them.

[Hair scrubbing]

Dahlia/Dorian: Your hair has gotten longer than the last I saw you … I can cut it if you like.

[Listener speaks]

Dahlia/Dorian: N-no, [Emphasis] I don't want your hair shorter; the choice is yours, remember? I'm not your master, and you are not my thrall. You're my friend, and I'm looking after you.

[Hair scrubbing, water splashing]

Dahlia/Dorian: Hold your breath for just a moment; I'm going to lay you back into the water to get the soap out. Okay? [Pause] Okay, ready?

[Listener goes underwater, Muffled water sound ambiance. The Listener is then pulled back up]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Slight laugh] See! That wasn't so bad. To your feet now, let's dry you off and get dressed. I have breakfast waiting for you, too.

[Listener says they are hungry]

Dahlia/Dorian: You're hungry? [Sarcastically] I can't think why! [Pause] But… I'm happy to hear that; it means you still have your human needs.

[Towel drying sounds]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Slight chuckle]

[Lisinter asks what's wrong]  

Dahlia/Dorian: Oh! Nothing! It's just your hair is so [Pause] Poofy now. Don't worry, I'll brush it later.

[Fabric sounds]

Dahlia/Dorian: Here, do you think you can dress yourself?

[Listener nods. Clothes rustling noise]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Witnessing Listener put the clothes on wrong. Trying to hold back laughter] Uhh..uhm, I don't think that arm- [Cut off] Ho-hold on! Wait, before you fall!

[Fabric sounds stop]

Dahlia/Dorian: Well…at least you got it on, but, uhm, that shirt is backward. Here, let me.

[Soft fabric sounds as the shirt is fixed]

[Listener speaks]

Dahlia/Dorian: I'm glad to hear so; the fabric is made from drider thread, softer than silk but stronger than metal armor, and all light as a dove's feather. [Paused] There, cleaned and dressed, now: we get to eat. Here, I'll guide you like before.

[Footsteps on the wooden floor, chair being pulled out]

Dahlia/Dorian: Have a seat.

[Chair is pushed back in. Footsteps walking away, filling a bowl from a pot. Footsteps walking back, setting the bowl down on the table. Dahlia/Dorian sit down]

Dahlia/Dorian: Well, go on~ I know it's only oatmeal, but I made sure to add some berries and milk to it. Shouldn't be too hot. [A little concerned] What's wrong? Didn't you say you were hungry?

[Pause]

Dahlia/Dorian: Oh, I understand now. You don't remember how to eat. [Under their breath] This is going to be a little more complicated than I thought. It's like…raising a child. [Deep breath] No matter, this is my responsibility, and if this is the Gods way of punishing me, then I should count myself lucky…I deserve far worse.

[Lisinter repeats the word "Punishment"]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Pulled from thoughts] Uh? Oh. No, no, nothing for you to be concerned about. Here, let's get some food in your belly.

[Wooden spoon scraping in a wooden bowl]  

Dahlia/Dorian: Open your mouth [Pause] And then close it. [Slight laugh] Yes, around the spoon, and keep it closed until the spoon is out. Okay? [A little bit of a struggle] Uhh, try not to press so hard around the spoon [Pause] There! Now chew the food before swallowing.

[Muffled chewing]

Dahlia/Dorian: Ready for another bite? 

[Wooden bowl scraping]

Dahlia/Dorian: Say ahhh

[Muffled chewing]

Dahlia/Dorian: You keep looking at me; it's the horns, isn't it.

[Listener speaks]

Dahlia/Dorian: I shouldn't expect you to remember much of your life, let alone remember that I'm a demon [Pause]. Here, do you think you can do it on your own, Sparrow? [Pause] That's it. Wrap your fingers around the spoon and just do what I did.

[Wooden spoon scraping on wooden bowl, Muffled chewing noise]

Dahlia/Dorian: Good, very Good. And while you finish up your breakfast, I'll brush your hair out.

[Chair pulling out, footsteps walking away, then walking back. Brush going through hair. Just that sound effect for a while]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Slightly nervous] I would very much like to tell you about our past. Would that be okay? I-I don't want to overwhelm you, though.

[Listener agrees]

Dahlia/Dorian: Okay [Deep Breath] From what you told me, you were orphaned by the Great Plague when you were very young. You called yourself a [Cut off]

[Lisinter says "Street Rat"]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Presently surprised] Y-Yes, Street Rat. You told me you used to raise a little hell when you were younger. I would never believe you when you told me. I couldn't even imagine someone as lawful as you would think of tripping a little old lady just to snatch a few coins. [Pause] What else can you remember?

[Listener speaks]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Thinking it over] Big beards….Big beards [Realization] OH! You must be remembering the Archmages of the Ivory Gate. One of them had a vision of you and your magical potential and personally brought you to the Academy themselves. It was unheard of that one from such a lesser status would be brought to learn such advanced Magic. The Archmages had high hopes for you, but I doubt not even they could foresee just how masterful you became. Rune spellwork and Elemental are things all Mages must learn, but to become a Summoner? That is a feat. [Excited], and you become the greatest that ever walked this Earth. You didn't even have to read out the spell of the contract to pull beings out of the pocket realm. You just [Pause] did. It came to you as easy as flipping a page of a book. You broke the Fox of Winterthur's record, you know. He could only summon a mere three; you could do six. 

[Listener speaks]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Soft chuckle] Magic has many laws. A contract can't trap things with a powerful soul or strong mind. So oftentimes, summoners resort to using animals, trolls, or even goblins. Anything with a weak mind. Or beings with no soul, like elemental spirits and, of course, demons. Preferably lesser demons. Once captured, they are bound to a spell scroll known as a contract. When not summoned, their body and mind are frozen in a pocket realm. To be a Summoner, you must be able to merge your soul and mind with one another to both bring them out of this realm and control them.

[Lisinter speaks]

Dahlia/Dorian: Yes, my contract was destroyed. You did it yourself…just as you promised me. I was born a lesser demon. I was captured in a contract over 100 years. Nearly my entire childhood. I had many master's before you. [Pause] When you summoned me for the first time, I thought it was for a battle, but do you remember the first words you ever spoke to me?

[Listener says no, hair brushing stops]

Dahlia/Dorian: [A little sad] "Hello, it's nice to meet you." [Pause] You kept me around even after battles. You treated me like I was one of the fellowship.

[Listener speaks]

Dahlia/Dorian: [A little confused] What are you saying- [Realization, softly] Their names [Louder] You remember their names. Seth, Ava, Gent, and you were part of the fellowship that led to the end of the Demon Lord. 

[Listener speaks]

Dahlia/Dorian: Yes, I was there too. We fought side by side against the Demon Lord [Pause] , But it was you who dealt the final blow; it was you who ended Hell's War. But [Pause, slightly hesitant] but that was a lifetime ago, and [Unsure what to say, clear throat] Sparrow, there's something I need to tell you. There was another war; it's been over now for a few years, but [Pause] Mankind has fallen. Seth, Ava, and Gent fell one by one during the battles. And you died. [Stumbling with their words] You were…captured and…and I-I couldn't get to you in time, and when I saw your body, I-

[Lisinter starts to freak out, repeating the word "Dead"]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Trying to calm them down] Hey, hey, Sparrow, Shhshh! Look at me. Sparrow, look at me, please! [Pause] Yes, Yes, I know, you died. They died. And the world you knew along with them. But look at me. I brought you back, and you're safe now. I swear to you that you are safe. I'm going to look after you from now on, and I will never let anyone touch you ever again. I swear it.

[Pause]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Deep breath] I think some fresh air might do us some good, yeah? Here, let's go to the garden. 

[Chair pulled out, slow footsteps, door opening. Spring forest ambiance, footsteps on grass]

Dahlia/Dorian: Just sit down here. [Pause] Yeah, I made sure to plant your favorite herbs. You used to carry around magical vials that helped different herbs grow. You couldn't go a few steps without your little travel garden. Never knew when Ava's cooking needed a spice or when you needed to patch me up again [Weary chuckle]

[Lisinter speaks]

Dahlia/Dorian: Yeah, it is calm out here. And you can stay out here all day if you want. And I can reach how to take care of the plants and- [Cut off]

[Lisinter asks what's wrong]

Dahlia/Dorian: No-nothing, it's just- [Pause] You stay right here; I just need to [Trailing off] Need to deal with something. 

[Dahlia/Dorian walks back into a house. Crow cawing and flapping its wing]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Annoyed] Tsk. That spell circle was meant to keep nuisances like you out!

[Crow angry cawing]

Dahlia/Dorian: Yes! Yes! I see the letter, thank you!

[Crow caws, flapping wings, and flies away. Envelope ripped open, paper unfolding]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Pause, emotionless] So, the council requests my presence.

[Pause, then the letter is ignited]

Dahlia/Dorian: [Angry] To hell with them and their petty politics! I gave them strict orders to NEVER disturb me when I'm here. They think they can summon me like- [Trying to calm themselves down] This is more important. They. Are more important.

The End

[dennisboobs]

one day i'll post my fic and you can finally witness this monster of a playlist that fuels my insanity

[dramas-vs-novels]

I've seen a lot of stories lately about different duos splitting, and it made me wonder... Why do you think MMY and DMD seem so good at creating duos that last?

DMD certainly had their rough phase, nearly every duo they launched with originally when they swapped to a drama house split (except for Jimmy and Tommy, their split was special circumstances).

I know MMY let one partner pick the other (Either Boss picked Noeul or Noeul picked Boss, and I think... did Fort pick Peat or other way? IDK about ChanyaAya or ForthDonut). But MMY also puts out shows so slowly that it's still not clear if duos will be long lasting or not (well, to be fair, FortPeat and BossNoeul have both said recently that they have zero intentions of splitting within the next several years).

DMD really hit lightning in a bottle with ZeeNuNew, MaxNat, and TutorYim staying together for so long. IDK what they were doing to get it so right, but they do genuinely seem to have good eggs who get along really well with one another personally and professionally.

Maybe this is related, but those two companies, their shows have this feeling like... you can tell when they had a lot of fun filming a show. Even if you never saw the behind the scenes, you can tell they care, they had a lot of passion for the story and the characters, and they just seem to genuinely enjoy each other's presence.

I'm sure that helps too.

[sadlynotthevoid]

Okay, but in retrospective, that moment where All Might reads a script on his first class that's used for comedic purposes and his kinda clumsy personality actually says good things of him as a teacher:

1. He planned and scheduled the class: all teachers should do that. You can't just show up without a planned class to, well, classes. You have to plan the topic, how to teach it, strategies, activities an all that. I know that because I'm studying to be a teacher and we get told that at least once in every teaching-related subject.

2. He knew he could have trouble remembering the explanation for the dynamic from the top of his head and brought a script in case he needed it: he's aware of his own shortcomings and not only not so prideful as to be ashamed of them, but will also search ways to compensate them. This is just common sense but no one wants a teacher who puts their pride over acknowledging their flaws/limits. That's how teachers who think they're always right are.

3. His plan wasn't that bad and could have been more useful if there was more reflection afterwards or theory to back up the experience: There are learning theories that are based on having the students experience things and then reflect on what they just went through. The theory side was weak but he did asked the students their own thoughts on the matches. He should have incquired more and ask to other students too (you know, not only have Momo answer everything). The exercise itself could have worked well as a diagnostic activity. Also, estimulating the students to think is a good thing.

Now, on his fails:

1. He should have set better limits at the start of the activity. I don't remember if he didn't, but if he did, he should have put his foot down on not letting the very dangerous lethal attack go on. Not just tell Bakugou not to use it, but also stop the activity and, well, physically stop him. Not "but Izuku could learn from this". He is his highschool teacher, the physical well-being should be prioritized about a dubioud dangerous "learning" opportunity. Not "but he is just a teacher. Stopping a student with a bomb isn't his job". It's a fictional world with heroes and he is a hero. He is the hero. He could and he should. "But he can't use violence against his students, right?" No, he can't. But he could just, you know, pull Bakugou from the collar take off his guantlet, for example.

2. Again, a better reflection/theory afterwards. I mean, yeah, time limit, but he could have just told them to come up with three things well done and badly done from the overall matches for the next class. Would have make them to think more on strategies and procedures for future activities/hero work.

3. He should have informed that one of his students tried to kill another. Not if he dodges, my ass. That's like, a crime. That's at least assault, sir. They have permission to spare with quirks, not to try to kill or maim each other.

That's about it, I think? I haven't watched BNHA in ages but he's not as bad of a teacher as I remembered. He's just a rookie teacher who should learn to give better advice.

In general, tho, UA is just shady as hell. I mean, if a teacher had told me that they're allowed to do whatever they want, I would walk off the class and switch schools immediately.

And why does Aizawa sleep in class? I don't care if there's no actual class scheduled, you are the only adult supervision. You can't just sleep there. I don't care if you're overworked because you have two jobs, jobs that recquire supervising other people's well-being are not the kind that you can take without at least some commitment. You wouldn't let a medic sleep through a surgery, right? Then you shouldn't let a teacher come ready to sleep while he should be seeing a group of, may I remember you, superpowered teenagers. I don't care if it's a "logical ruse", it's still rude and a waste of their money and time.

And don't get me started with the "potential" bullshit. You know how much of bullshit that is? I mean, if your math teacher just went and tell you to don't keep coming to their class at the start of the year because he can't teach you because "you don't have potential" for maths, wouldn't you think they're full of crap? First, a teacher is not a psychic, they can't know the extent of your capacities on the first day of classes. Second, a teacher's job is not to discard those who doesn't fit their own standards, it's to try to motivate the students to learn and try to pass the knowledge and skills for that. Third, Aizawa is not the head authority on pro-hero-ing nor has he the right to set the standards for what the profession recquires. Fourth, "potential" is too abstract and not a valid reason to expell or grade someone. He's like that one literature or art teacher who fails students because they don't agree or don't like their work when they should be passing or failing them based on whether or not they learned the skills and theory needed.

Lastly, saying you fail/expell a student because they don't have potential is such an easy excuse to be lazy and don't try to teach them or admit you failed to teach them.

Anyways, this post was not about him or UA being shady af. It was about All Might being actually not such a bad teacher as people think, just an inexperienced rookie teacher.

...At least on the first few seasons, I stopped reading the manga after Eri's rescue arc. I think the last I read was when Izuku fought Gentle and The Brava? I didn't like where it was going so I dropped it.

[misarumis]

i worked on this comic for two weeks and still decided to scrap it in the end so please have the few panels i think are cute

[majorasnightmare]

i know that technically the lack of party reactions to several of the act 2 Dark Urge Lore Reveals (and general lack of reactivity to non cutscene durge plot in general) is because of development constraints and budget and Releasing The Game On Time At Some Point, but PERSONALLY i just find it enjoyable and interesting to interpret it as addressable character flaws in them 💔

i love when characters are incidentally shit friends to people they care deeply about for very understandable reasons, and also i love when those seemingly small decisions explode into disproportionate consequences and maybe also have a body coubt

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[bi4demibuddie]

Also i think i understand why the actors were all lauging and stuff. If i got the scripts for all of this shitshow and there was nothing i could do to change it, i think i would laugh my ass off and try to have fun with it because the alternative would be crying

[gigamuffin]