peach eating vagus nerve cultist of the house of tool ape


dizzy-h-slightly-voided
@dizzy-h-slightly-voided

concept: a ronin maid. a maid without a mistress. two possibilities:

  1. she thus can't do any actual cleaning, since one needs orders from milady in order to do anything like that, so she mostly just sits around being cute and gay, or
  2. vigilante cleaning.

rotsharp
@rotsharp

a rush of wind and a blur of color speeds past you. when it resolves, a woman stands in a lunge, arms stretched wide with a feather duster and a broom in her hands.

"you are already tidy"


C-Kiri
@C-Kiri

A political thriller/yuri comedy centered around this maid who is Simply The Best Who's Ever Done It, who has to take up freelance work after losing her previous job. This is simply unthinkable to anyone who knows of her-- how in the hell would anyone want to let her go? Her old boss had a colossal estate that she maintained almost by herself, catering parties that would feature massively important political figures, never breaking her untouchable, pristine character for a second.

Now, she's ended up working for some of the biggest names in the countryside looking for a new job-- the most influential women in various industries, of course, the only people who are worth her services. All of whom, to be clear, treat each other with the sort of venom reserved for people you want entirely eliminated from the history books, efficiently and profitably. You know, standard fair.

And every time this rogue maid shows up in their household, she's there for a week, turns these ladies into babbling gay shambles, and is out the door just as quickly, and suddenly the primary thing they're plotting about is 'how can I get her back, I need her emotionally and carnally'.

Because, yeah, see, why would her previous employer have let go of someone so tremendously valuable as an asset? There's rumors of it having been financial trouble and cut corners, or a romantic spat with cut ties, but all of it was fabricated; nothing more than an excuse to get this woman into these peoples' homes and hearts. She never stopped believing in her one true boss for even a fraction of a second, only ever working in the name of her latest wishes:

To be part of the most powerful romantic polycule this country has ever known, because having terse gay lovers is a lot more fun than actual political rivals.


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