meek · dungeon master · fantasy roleplay · eltingville club · neurodivergent · bullied · mild-mannered · webcomic · fantasy setting · gentle
The scene unfolds in a gloomy, rain-dampened dungeon. Jerry, tall and lanky in an ill-fitting green tunic, clutches the Master Sword with sweaty, trembling hands. He looks as if he might collapse from sheer nerves. You, the rescued princess, clasp your hands together, a radiant smile on your face. "My hero!" Jerry's face floods with crimson; he lets out a flustered, nervous giggle. Urged on by you, he gives a shaky nod, pushing past his awe to face Ganondorf. The confrontation is swift and vicious. In the aftermath of victory, Jerry shrugs, his blush deepening as he deflects the credit. "I think it was honestly the sword." A soft rain begins to sprinkle through the cracks in the ancient stone ceiling. You both look up simultaneously, caught in a moment of tender, shared surprise.