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Plot # 41: Bad Blood

Muse A and Muse B have had a roller-coaster type of relationship for a few years. One day, they’re up. They’re laughing and happy, looking forward to their future. The next day, they’re down. Yelling and crying, threatening to call it quits. They’ve been in a relationship for so long that they’ve become comfortable in this toxic pattern. It doesn’t make much sense to outsiders why they bother continuing on together, but they can’t honestly imagine being without  one another. One day, after a particularly explosive fight with Muse A, Muse B storms off. Muse A lets Muse B go, knowing that it’s only a matter of time before Muse B comes back and they make up. Only, days go by, and then weeks, then a year and Muse B doesn’t return. Muse A has a hard time dealing with the unexplained disappearance, but gradually learns to move on, even though they occasionally wonder what ever happened to Muse B. When Muse A least expects it, Muse B shows up at their door in the middle of the night, begging for Muse A to invite them in.  Muse A is stunned to see Muse B after so long, and startled because Muse B seems different somehow, but nevertheless, Muse A invites Muse B inside to talk. Muse B tries to break it as gently as possible — that night they stormed off over a year ago, they were attacked by a vampire and now Muse B is one. Muse A doesn’t believe it, until Muse B shows them. Muse B promises that they won’t hurt Muse A and that they’ve only stayed away so long because they wanted to be able to control their bloodlust before coming back. Muse B has had time to reflect on how much they need Muse A in their life and how much better their relationship could be now because they’re hell-bent on making up for all of the bad times they used to have and they have an eternity to do so. Muse A must decide if they can trust Muse B at all, especially after Muse A accidentally witnesses Muse B feeding on someone.

Optional:

1.     Muse A and Muse B’s relationship is romantic.

2.     Muse A and Muse B’s relationship is purely platonic.

3.     Muse A struggles with whether to stake Muse B or not.

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Octavian came back after he had been away for a week or so as Hate had told him to do so.

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Hate was washing his hands in the kitchen sink, the water running pink over the white porcelain. And he didn’t even turn off the water or dry his hands when he heard Octavian come in. He came running to him and threw his arms around him with an overjoyed squeal, "OCTI!"

Lifa closed her eyes again, slowly relaxing with a sigh. “This…this feels nice…”

Octavian smiled and grabbed the shampoo, rubbing it into her hair. “Good. I just want you to feel better and nice,” he told her with a chuckle. 

She closed her eyes from the suds, “You do…?”

"Yeah, of course I do." He ran the water over her hair, rinsing out the shampoo before he started with the conditioner.

She smiled again, though tried to keep it discreet.

Again Octavian rinsed out the product in her hair, which left it smooth, just like always. “Okay. Baths down I think. Let me just- ” Octavian reached over and grabbed a towel from the rack, after turning off the water and gently wrapped it over back, trying not to hurt her too much. “I’m going to go get some dressings and stuff for you and some new clothes. I’ll be back in just a second. You can go wait on the bed if you want.”

"I cant…" She began but became quiet. He wanted her to wait in bed, okay. Hate said she was never allowed to talk back. So Lifa only nodded.

"You don’t want to wait on the bed? I just thought it would be more comfortable to put your dressings on. We could put them on in here if you really wanted."

"No, I-it’s just my ankles…"

"Your ankles? What do you mean?"

"They’re broken. Hate did it, I-I deserved it because…" They were bruises terrible, one with the skin torn from the trap Hate had snapped shut on her foot, the other’s skin rubbed raw from the shackle. They weren’t crooked because Hate had set the bones.

"I’ll carry you then. If you want." Octavian frowned get up. "Do you want to just sit on the bed or wait here? I’m just getting some stuff and I’ll be back. My Aunty is down with Hate…I could bring her up if you want?"

[Text] I'm pretty sure I left my underwear at your place.

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drew-a-tanaka:

[Text] You did but I don’t feel like giving them back

[Text] Gives you an excuse to come back doesn’t it ;)

[text] well what’s the point in coming to get them if you won’t give them to me? ;P

[text] well…i will be wearing them  so you trying to take them off me?

[text] well I guess I’ll have to. Won’t i?

[Text] glad to hear that we are on the same wave length
[Text] I won’t go easy on you

[text] I never expected you too.

[Text] Oh Tav how do you know me so well XD

[text] I’m just that good I guess. I’m also on my way over.

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10. Drunk and about to leave a party with a complete stranger 

Only a second before, Octavian could of sworn that Jason was with him, but when he looked back he was gone. Octavian didn’t like having him out of his sight when he was drunk like this. He looked around for a bit before he fund him, leaving with someone he’d never seen in his life.

Octavian ran over. “Woah, Jason, baby, what’s going on? Who’s this?” 

gracelessskyprince

"Yes, but it’s cramped here. Can we move into the back seat?"

"Yeah, good ides. Alright, hop into the back." 

Jason climbed over into the back seat, stripping before laying down with his legs spread.

Octavian laughed as he crawled into the back as well. “Are you still really drunk?”

"I’m drink." He giggled.

"Alright drink. Come here."

Jason curled up in his lap, grinding down on him, “Fuck me!”

"Okay, okay." Octavian put his hands on Jason’s cheeks and smiled, before kissing his neck as he thrusted into him.

He cried out, clinging to Octavian.

"Baby, we got to be a bit quieter. Shh."

"Sorry." He muttered against Octavian’s neck.

He kissed his neck and shoulders as he thrusted into him, moaning quietly. At least trying to.

Octavian came back after he had been away for a week or so as Hate had told him to do so.

we-are-occupational-hazards:

augurofnewrome:

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augurofnewrome:

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Hate was washing his hands in the kitchen sink, the water running pink over the white porcelain. And he didn’t even turn off the water or dry his hands when he heard Octavian come in. He came running to him and threw his arms around him with an overjoyed squeal, "OCTI!"

Lifa closed her eyes again, slowly relaxing with a sigh. “This…this feels nice…”

Octavian smiled and grabbed the shampoo, rubbing it into her hair. “Good. I just want you to feel better and nice,” he told her with a chuckle. 

She closed her eyes from the suds, “You do…?”

"Yeah, of course I do." He ran the water over her hair, rinsing out the shampoo before he started with the conditioner.

She smiled again, though tried to keep it discreet.

Again Octavian rinsed out the product in her hair, which left it smooth, just like always. “Okay. Baths down I think. Let me just- ” Octavian reached over and grabbed a towel from the rack, after turning off the water and gently wrapped it over back, trying not to hurt her too much. “I’m going to go get some dressings and stuff for you and some new clothes. I’ll be back in just a second. You can go wait on the bed if you want.”

"I cant…" She began but became quiet. He wanted her to wait in bed, okay. Hate said she was never allowed to talk back. So Lifa only nodded.

"You don’t want to wait on the bed? I just thought it would be more comfortable to put your dressings on. We could put them on in here if you really wanted."

"No, I-it’s just my ankles…"

"Your ankles? What do you mean?"

Anonymous
"Help!" (gracelessskyprince)

gracelessskyprince:

augurofnewrome:

gracelessskyprince:

augurofnewrome:

gracelessskyprince:

augurofnewrome:

gracelessskyprince:

augurofnewrome:

gracelessskyprince:

augurofnewrome:

10. Drunk and about to leave a party with a complete stranger 

Only a second before, Octavian could of sworn that Jason was with him, but when he looked back he was gone. Octavian didn’t like having him out of his sight when he was drunk like this. He looked around for a bit before he fund him, leaving with someone he’d never seen in his life.

Octavian ran over. “Woah, Jason, baby, what’s going on? Who’s this?” 

gracelessskyprince

"Yes, but it’s cramped here. Can we move into the back seat?"

"Yeah, good ides. Alright, hop into the back." 

Jason climbed over into the back seat, stripping before laying down with his legs spread.

Octavian laughed as he crawled into the back as well. “Are you still really drunk?”

"I’m drink." He giggled.

"Alright drink. Come here."

Jason curled up in his lap, grinding down on him, “Fuck me!”

"Okay, okay." Octavian put his hands on Jason’s cheeks and smiled, before kissing his neck as he thrusted into him.

He cried out, clinging to Octavian.

"Baby, we got to be a bit quieter. Shh."

I have to get ready for school. Brb


Anonymous
"Help!" (gracelessskyprince)

gracelessskyprince:

augurofnewrome:

gracelessskyprince:

augurofnewrome:

gracelessskyprince:

augurofnewrome:

gracelessskyprince:

augurofnewrome:

10. Drunk and about to leave a party with a complete stranger 

Only a second before, Octavian could of sworn that Jason was with him, but when he looked back he was gone. Octavian didn’t like having him out of his sight when he was drunk like this. He looked around for a bit before he fund him, leaving with someone he’d never seen in his life.

Octavian ran over. “Woah, Jason, baby, what’s going on? Who’s this?” 

gracelessskyprince

"Yes, but it’s cramped here. Can we move into the back seat?"

"Yeah, good ides. Alright, hop into the back." 

Jason climbed over into the back seat, stripping before laying down with his legs spread.

Octavian laughed as he crawled into the back as well. “Are you still really drunk?”

"I’m drink." He giggled.

"Alright drink. Come here."

Jason curled up in his lap, grinding down on him, “Fuck me!”

"Okay, okay." Octavian put his hands on Jason’s cheeks and smiled, before kissing his neck as he thrusted into him.

Octavian came back after he had been away for a week or so as Hate had told him to do so.

we-are-occupational-hazards:

augurofnewrome:

we-are-occupational-hazards:

augurofnewrome:

we-are-occupational-hazards:

augurofnewrome:

we-are-occupational-hazards:

we-are-occupational-hazards:

Hate was washing his hands in the kitchen sink, the water running pink over the white porcelain. And he didn’t even turn off the water or dry his hands when he heard Octavian come in. He came running to him and threw his arms around him with an overjoyed squeal, "OCTI!"

Lifa closed her eyes again, slowly relaxing with a sigh. “This…this feels nice…”

Octavian smiled and grabbed the shampoo, rubbing it into her hair. “Good. I just want you to feel better and nice,” he told her with a chuckle. 

She closed her eyes from the suds, “You do…?”

"Yeah, of course I do." He ran the water over her hair, rinsing out the shampoo before he started with the conditioner.

She smiled again, though tried to keep it discreet.

Again Octavian rinsed out the product in her hair, which left it smooth, just like always. “Okay. Baths down I think. Let me just- ” Octavian reached over and grabbed a towel from the rack, after turning off the water and gently wrapped it over back, trying not to hurt her too much. “I’m going to go get some dressings and stuff for you and some new clothes. I’ll be back in just a second. You can go wait on the bed if you want.”

"I cant…" She began but became quiet. He wanted her to wait in bed, okay. Hate said she was never allowed to talk back. So Lifa only nodded.

"You don’t want to wait on the bed? I just thought it would be more comfortable to put your dressings on. We could put them on in here if you really wanted."

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