MillionOfMuses

  Roleplayer Mun is 21+  //  ɪɴᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴛ ʀᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏ ʙʟᴏɢ.

[millionofmuses]

Open to all.

Possible connections: Younger sister. Older sister. Twin sister. Step-Sister.

“You called, princess?” Sienna tried not to make a big deal out of her obedient roadrunner routine, practically flying to her sister's room as soon as she heard her calling. Yes. She was aware it wasn't terribly normal to simp for your own sibling as hard as she did. And yeah. Technically it was possible to accuse her of being just a tiny little bit...Completely wrapped around the other's finger. But in her defense, not many siblings were as breathtakingly amazing as hers. “How is the most beautiful sister in the world? Did you need anything?” She consulted while subtly catching her breath.

[millionofmuses]

Open to females.

Possible connections: Sugar baby. Step daughter. Daughter. Niece. Intern. Waitress at a bar. Maid. Anything you might want to try.

“I know that look. My bank account is instantly terrified.” Ariel teasingly joked but still got lost in the young girl's perfect face. She wasn't stupid. She could tell when someone so shamelessly took advantage of her fortune But did that mean that she was any less hopelessly wrapped around her little finger? Nope. Definite proof that money didn't always give you the power in a relationship “What is it this time, princess?”

[windsofdestinatixxxn]

@millionofmuses

last reply - cate x annie

"I don't need to touch you." Cate's voice was still distant. She didn't know who to trust. Everyone always turned against her. And everyone always wanted to use her to do bad things. "I don't know if I have all the cards. You can still kill me with your solar discharge. And you fly. I wouldn't be able to touch you." She frowned and looked the blonde in the eyes. "You're exhausted, aren't you? This shit never ends."

[millionofmuses]

"Okay. So...Let's assume I'm not a psychopath who is going to randomly murder you." Granted, that assumption wasn't always the safest for or from people like them. "And I only sort of fly. Small distances. Still working on it." Annie took a moment to look at the other. A hint of uncomfortably deep recognition in her eyes. "Well. I just pretty much begged a girl I barely know to take away my free will. How do you think I am doing?" She indirectly recognized Cate was right. Surprising herself by giving the other the small insinuation of a smirk. "Maybe...Insane as the suggestion is...This could be good for the two of us? I do need a break. Yes. A very irresponsible break." She admitted the accusation with an actually full smirk. "And you look like someone who could use a safe option right now. You can...Change me up into whatever you need? Full consent. How many times you receive that? Just...Maybe don't mess too much with those psychopath settings?"

[windsofdestinatixxxn]

@millionofmuses

last reply - cate x annie

Cate looked at Annie with a frown. "What if I force you to suck Homelander's cock?" This was supposed to be a joke but Cate couldn't even curl her lips. She really was in a bad mood. "You're very irresponsible, you know that?" She took off her glove. "You think you're going to make me switch sides like that?"

[millionofmuses]

"Then I guess the good news is he will probably laser my head off before I can go creepy hypno-doll on him." Maybe antagonizing the girl who was about have full admin access to your mind, memories and personality with morbid, deadpan humor wasn't the greatest choice either. "You know what's interesting? You are holding all the winning cards here. Hell, you are holding all the deck. And with all of that, you still are the one defensive about the possibility of switching sides. Makes you think uh?" Annie gave her a meaningful look that suddenly sparked with a bit of subtle nervousness at the sight of her hand. "...So...Should I just...?"

[windsofdestinatixxxn]

open to all

muse: cate dunlap (The Boys)

"Believe me, darling... You don't want me to remove my gloves. I doubt you want to become one of my pawns, hmm?" Cate was so used to people telling her she couldn't be trusted that she started to believe it.

[millionofmuses]

"Please?" Annie hated how desperate her voice sounded. "Look. It isn't if I don't notice how pathetic this sounds but...I feel like I only screw up more and more with each decision I take lately. And I really need to...Not be responsible for myself for a while before I light-explode a whole room? Full permission. No limits. You can do...Whatever. Play. Change...Make me believe I'm flying monkey so you can laugh for a while. Trust me. You can't possibly mess up my life or my mind more than they already are. Just...Pawn me?" She playfully suggested. Trying not to focus on the extremely questionable and dangerous decision she was taking.

[millionofmuses]

Open to f/nb

“Bratty? you? Never!” Sophie practically leaped to reassure the other. Not that she was exactly the most objective opinion in the world. She had a bit of a reputation as their always sycophantic and eager lap dog. “Anyone saying that is obviously jealous. They just noticed how perfect you are and they can't deal with it. You are not spoiled, entitled or bossy...You just know what you want.” She mused dreamily. Clearly completely wrapped around their little finger.  

[millionofmuses]

Open to all. 

Possible connections: Younger sister. Older sister. Twin sister. Step-Sister.

“You called, princess?” Sienna tried not to make a big deal out of her obedient roadrunner routine, practically flying to her sister's room as soon as she heard her calling. Yes. She was aware it wasn't terribly normal to simp for your own sibling as hard as she did. And yeah. Technically it was possible to accuse her of being just a tiny little bit...Completely wrapped around the other's finger. But in her defense, not many siblings were as breathtakingly amazing as hers. “How is the most beautiful sister in the world? Did you need anything?” She consulted while subtly catching her breath.

[millionofmuses]

Open to females.

Possible connections: Sugar baby. Step daughter. Daughter. Intern. Waitress at a bar. Maid. Anything you might want to try.

“I know that look. My bank account is instantly terrified.” Ariel teasingly joked but still got lost in the young girl's perfect face. She wasn't stupid. She could tell when someone so shamelessly took advantage of her fortune But did that mean that she was any less hopelessly wrapped around her little finger? Nope. Definite proof that money didn't always give you the power in a relationship “What is it this time, princess?”

[voxtekshark]

millionofmuses​:

Send “Change of look” to give my muse a makeover until they look like the identical twin of your muse.

[nyctcphiliacs]

open to: m/f/nb plot: 'you're obsessed with me and I love it'

“Look- I get it. You’re obsessed with me-It’s cute." Honestly, it was her favourite thing about them, " Truly. But how the fuck did you get into my apartment?” And why the fuck did that fact impress the blonde. Brow lifts as arms cross expectantly, “You could have texted like a fucking normal person.” Not that she would have responded- But still. 

[millionofmuses]

"...I have a key?" She playfully answered. Nope. That probably raised more questions than it answered. But it wasn't as if Sienna was ever going to lie when facing a direct question from Maeve's amazing lips. She was only guilty of not always mentioning some small little details that could misinterpret her appreciation of the other as slightly too much. "Okay. I totally get that it sounds a bit intense but have you ever noticed that the days when I can't follow you from a distance sometimes there are 39...39 walls separating us Maeve?! That's the only insane thing here! What if you need anything? What if you are in danger? And I'm sorry I know this is selfish but you are literally the center of the universe! The sun, the moon and all the freaking cosmos and the idea that I can't reach you...You have no idea...You are not mad at me are you? Please tell me you aren't mad." Sienna mused in between what looked like the fear of a loving kitten and an intense spark of far more feral, savage adoration. "I did text you...Didn't you get my comments on how beautiful you looked when you left here in the morning? I know the afternoon poem was definitely cheesy. Sorry about that. I just...Didn't mention I was waiting for you at the apartment." No big deal right?

[0rang3svns3t-deactivated2023071]

“well~” izabella sung out, messing with something on her phone before holding it out for the older women to look at.

“i want to get this, i think it would look so pretty on me.” izzy said batting her lashes at the older women as she handed her phone to ariel.

the photo pulled up on her phone was a gorgeous white lingerie set. “don’t you think it would look pretty on me?” izzy asked sweetly.

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Eyes went from Izabella, to the screen she offered her and back to her body. To say her gaze was excited and hungry would be putting it mildly. "I think it would look gorgeous on you...For all the entire ten seconds it would last before I rip it to shreds." She taunted with a shade of mischief. And maybe she should have left it at that. Start tapping her credit card numbers on the page in Izzie's phone. Except that, well...She did enjoy being a questionable influence on the other. "Why just one?" Ariel questioned. Encouraging her greed in a playful showmanship of corruption. "Why not...Thirty?" She made sure the number sounded excessive and hedonistic compared to what she approached to ask her for. "Doesn't finding other 29 sets you want to see in your insanely amazing body and having a whole new wardrobe of outfits I can devour you in sounds a lot more fun than wasting your time in college papers? Wouldn't my pampered slutty princess enjoy that?"

[makkrps]

Eva was in almost a starfish position but on her back instead of her stomach. She mentally scolded herself for messing with that spellbook she saw at that antique store, she just said some of the words, she didn’t think anything bad was gonna happen. She wore nothing but a thin pink nightgown. While Eva was realizing that she couldn’t move at all, she heard the voice of Everly. Her eyes followed her as she moved closer to the bed, her stomach fluttering as she felt her hands play with her hair. She could barely even make words come out of her mouth, in took everything in her just to say “What do you want?” She could feel herself slightly pulse around nothing but the air, she wanted nothing mroe than to rub her thighs together for some friction.

A light, wicked giggle answered the gigantic efforts the other went thought just to ask the question. "You are the one who called me, silly!" Abandoning the cute face, Everly's hand now explored the pinkish fabric enveloping the human. Teasing fingers full of mischief tapping on her immobile silhouette down and down on the side. "Admittedly your pronunciation of dead tongues is awful. But it is hard to ignore a pretty pet like you inviting a living nightmare to visit her dreams as often as she wants." Her hand stopped at her waist. Observing the useless pressure her legs seemed to be making only to fail in moving a single inch. "Are you enjoying yourself, kitten? Hmm? Do you like being a defenseless little girl?"

[millionofmuses]

Open to females. Possible connections: Sugar baby. Step daughter. Daughter. Younger step/sister Daughter. Intern. Waitress at a bar. Maid. Anything you might want to try.

“I know that look. My bank account is instantly terrified.” Ariel teasingly joked but still got lost in the young girl's perfect face. She wasn't stupid. She could tell when someone so shamelessly took advantage of her fortune But did that mean that she was any less hopelessly wrapped around her little finger? Nope. Definite proof that money didn't always give you the power in a relationship “What is it this time, princess?”

[theladiesofmystic]

Send "Twins for a day!" To magically transform my muse's appearance into a perfect copy of yours.

[takeitrougher]

Demonic Summoning

open to: sub f/femme faces

connection: witch, summoner, friendly/slave body

kinks: cnc, c.ck worship, humiliation, tpe

It had certainly been a while since Jane had last been summoned to the mortal plane. It was very rare for anyone to know the proper way to summon a demon, let alone one as powerful as her. At least this time they had put her in a proper host. Looking down at the lithe young body, Jane thought she could do very well with what she was given. “So you’re the one who summoned me, hmm?” Looking around at the ritual the woman had used, she could immediately tell that she wanted something from Jane. There were various attempts to bind the demon, and some would have actually worked, if they had not made the mistake of summoning a demon as powerful as her. “Seems like you want something from me if you’re going through all this trouble.” She was curious what might make a human be so reckless to try this, even though she had no intention of granting whatever wish they might have had.

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"Diana." Except she introduced herself so fast and out of breath that it sounded as if she was still spellcrafting in forgotten variations of dead languages. The witch cleared her throat, tried to get over the heart still galloping in her chest with all the excitement of the ritual and tried again. "Hi...I'm Diana. That one you...got there is my twin sister. I should be feeling extremely guilty for getting her into this whole mess right about now. And I do! Its just that...It seemed like the perfect way to prove to you that..." God she was a mess. Breath. Try to relax. Speak to the demon wearing the body of your sister in full sentences. "...I guess this looks like I am about to tell you how much I want more power or really quick violin lessons or to speak with my dead grandma, uh?" She gave her an awkward smirk...Followed by an increasingly intense gaze. "I...I don't want anything." She promised with a curiously passionate assurance. "I went through all this trouble because...I read about you." Diana mused as the stare slowly transformed into an unwillingly dreamy gaze. "In some grimoires. Over and over, actually. And this is probably going to sound insane because you are not exactly portrayed as the best non-person ever but...I couldn't stop thinking about you." She resisted the growing, strange obsession for as many nights as she was capable of doing so in fact. But in the end... "I just trough you might like the chance to...Walk around this world again? Stretch a new pair of legs and feet?" Slowly, she approached like a moth attracted to the flame. Taking courage before erasing on her own free will the most important binding protection previously prepared. "...I think I'm probably out of my mind." She self-reflected with an ignited but very much unwilling spark of both terror and adoration still burning in her eyes.

[millionofmuses]

hellraisxrs​:

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“Hmm, no. Because everyone loves me. You’re just in denial.” Amber smiled, “It’s cute really.” She could practically feel the doubt rolling off the woman and she couldn’t help but bite her lower lip. “Because we both know no one else has a problem with me. Hell you were nothing but a quivering slut when you were me for a day. You haven’t recovered from it either have you?”

The older woman took a step forward, taking the woman’s hand in hers and pulling her closer. “Any other pathetic insults you have waiting for me? Or would you rather suck my dick and get it over with?”

Her breath betrayed her. Sabrina tried to focus on any of the hundred and one logical, perfectly reasonable defenses to play here but instead she could only gaze at Amber. Overwhelmed by the mere situation of having her so closed. Perfectly mesmerized and trapped.

“...I'm sorry.” She whispered before thinking in a dulcet, conflicted tone. Kicking herself internally but unable to stop herself while looking at her older sister as if she were some sort of perfect goddess. “I shouldn't have insulted you.” She found herself saying to the woman who kept blatantly humiliating her at every turn and seemed to have a ton of fun doing it.

“Maybe...Maybe I did enjoy looking like you a little....Maybe I'm not totally over it.....” A touch of unwilling admiration began replacing her anger.

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hellraisxrs​:

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The young woman snorted, biting her lower lip. “And what kind of life do you have?” she asked her curiously, “I mean you never have any friends over. Do you even have a boy or girlfriend?” she asked curiously, snorting in amusement before shaking her head. “The answer to all of those is no. Because you don’t have a life.”

The blonde sauntered over, “I can hear the longing in your voice y'know. Not a good look for someone who’s desperately trying to pretend they don’t wanna be my slut.”

“Have you ever considered maybe I don't invite people over because I'm cursed with an insane older sister who thinks every constellation in the known universe revolves around her? Call me crazy but it doesn't sound like a treat for anyone. Speaking from personal experience here.” Her gaze hesitated the more the other approached. Instinctively, she took a step back in caution. Doubt starting to creep in her voice in spite of her every effort.

“And what would be a good look for me, dear creature of evil incarnate calling herself my sibling? A cheap, wannabe copy of you?” She rolled her eyes defensively. She was supposed to be her sister. Not some obsessed and pathetic fangirl.