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28. My muse will groom yours (Brushing hair, doing make up etc. for them)

“Really Clear, how did you even get your hair into this state?” The question was more rhetorical than anything as Aoba carefully continued to brush the strands of tangled white hair. Normally, the gas mask wearing individual didn’t seem to have much of an issue with the snow white tresses, but somehow the previously soft strands had become a mess, entangled with leaves and sticks as clumps stuck up in odd directions. 

....most of the time, anyway. 

He continued he journey into the woods. He kept quiet as he head the footsteps of the newbie knight that had been in charge of his well being. He didn’t doubt his ability during training but he was unsure in a dire situation. “Have you ever even protected someone before?” He asked following the barely visible trail. “That face can cause problems you know. If we get to shady parts of town.” He stops for a moment rummaging throw his worn out bag.

Trying to keep up a good pace with the Prince, the young knight avoided his gaze a little, “Well.... no... but...” Aoba went silent for a brief moment, before his expression held a more determined air to it, looking directly at Noiz. He knew his duty and his mission, and he would see it through to the end, “But I will protect you, your highness. Whatever the cost.” That was his purpose, and while it meant never seeing Granny and Koujaku again, better than taking home the shame that he failed. 

Clasping around the older’s pale hand, Noiz led him to the bathroom. He had already drawn a steaming bath, and once he had closed the door behind them, he’d waste no time in ridding of his clothes. He really didn’t have ulterior intentions, this time. He was a little exhausted from work, give him a little unwinding time, and he’d be back to his usual perverted self in no time. “Get in.” He invited, stepping in to the hot water himself and taking a seat in the spacious tub.

For noizweek!<3

Day 3: Old Burdens / New Beginnings

Old Burdens: Noiz is only 19 years old, yet he has gone through so much. What were these burdens and how did they affect him?

New Beginnings: The past can be a burden, but it can also lead to new experiences. What opportunities have been laid out for Noiz?

Gay Roleplay plot trope: Don’t feed the Incubus (NSFW)

Muse A is an Incubus/has Incubus genes/ has the Incubus Syndrom through a curse or disease. He needs to feed regularly on male semen, or alternatively on some kind of energy that gets emitted, when a man is having an orgasm. Muse B either doesn’t know Muse A, or doesn’t know of his unusual dietary problems. Muse B finds Muse A one day lying unconcious on the floor, because Muse A has been starving himself, either because he had no chance to feed on another man, or because he secretely loves Muse B and cannot bring himself to lay with any other man. Muse A is unwilling to tell Muse B why he fell unconscious, but has to reveal his problem eventually. Either he tells Muse B the truth, or his hunger gets so strong that he tries to seduce Muse B in order to feed on him.

Possible angst plot:

Whenever Muse A feeds on Muse B, he also eats a bit of Muse B’s life force, thus killing him slowly. Eventually, he has to decide whether to keep feeding on Muse B, or saving his live, by never laying with him again.

Possible Starter Sentence:

Muse A - “Don’t come closer! Your scent is driving me crazy!” - “Why don’t you just relax and give me, what I need?” - “You don’t need to do this. I don’t want you, to force yourself!” - “I really wanted to take it, but I’m just so hungry!” - “Sorry, but that’s not the kind of food, I need right now.”

 2. Some days (weeks, months) I struggle to write replies. When I do, when I skip over your thread to reply to another, it’s not something you have done wrong. My muse is not responding to yours at the moment, possibly for reasons neither of us have any control over.

 3. There is no correlation between a lengthy reply and a good one. If you can only type out two paragraphs and I’ve written five, you didn’t fail, and vice versa. Writing flows best when you free yourself from the expectations of verbiage, structure, number of words on the page. 

 4. I do this for fun. If I’m not having fun with our thread, I have a responsibility to tell you so, to try and fix it so that it’s fun for us both. Conversely, you have a responsibility to do the same. We both have the responsibility of ending things on a pleasant basis if our muses are incompatible.

 5. There are days when I doubt my writing. I think we all have these days. Days when every sentence comes out awkwardly and half-thought, when nothing seems to flow. Please, don’t be afraid to ask me to change a reply if I’ve sidelined the plot with my meandering muse logic.

 6. You will never upset me by talking to me out of character. I’m fully cognizant that behind each muse is a real person, and I would love to get to know that person.

 7. I have a ‘style’, a set way that I best enjoy writing. If you’re a brilliant muse and I enjoy your writing, I may stalk you relentlessly without ever replying to a starter you’ve done just because our styles do not match. This doesn’t mean that either of us is less of a roleplayer because of it - we’re just different.

 8. I will not belittle your character ooc. Each muse is unique, each muse is a precious creation of a creative mind, an entity of its own. I promise to respect that, and only critique when asked and then only for the purposes of helping your writing. I will never send you anon hate.

 9. I want you to plot with me. I want our muses to have a story so complex, so incredible, that everyone reads along. I don’t want either of us to know how it will end before it begins. I want to sit on the edge of my seat, waiting for your reply, just to shake my head in awe of the brilliant turn or twist you’ve come up with.

Meanwhile…