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Jace frowned. “However, human mages are arrogant and often foolish. Killing a royal mermaid isn’t a matter of merely being powerful. Besides, im more useful to someone alive even if they did have to means to kill me. He grumbled as he mentioned the connection to his power and the last bit made him clench his fists. “Fine. What is it you want from me? I assume you had something in mind when you threatened me. I doubt it’s money.”

His feelings were quite complicated. Now he would never know of the man would have accepted his feelings or not. Plus he was dead, quite ironic since he would have been fine if he’d consumed the immortality. And the one standing before him was way too confident. He didn’t want to think on the fact that the man had bragged about the pearl to others. “Do I really need to take it back? I forged it with the intent of being for the one I love. Only someone I love can actually use it. And there’s no chance of me falling for someone like you.” Admittedly, he did sound a bit unsure. He’d always seen Michael as someone good but the things that led up to his death seemed to imply he was quite different than he thought.

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His feelings were quite complicated. Now he would never know of the man would have accepted his feelings or not. Plus he was dead, quite ironic since he would have been fine if he’d consumed the immortality. And the one standing before him was way too confident. He didn’t want to think on the fact that the man had bragged about the pearl to others. “Do I really need to take it back? I forged it with the intent of being for the one I love. Only someone I love can actually use it. And there’s no chance of me falling for someone like you.” Admittedly, he did sound a bit unsure. He’d always seen Michael as someone good but the things that led up to his death seemed to imply he was quite different than he thought.

Fatal Mistakes

This definitely isn’t what Jace wanted to see.someone else carrying the love letter and magical pearl sealed within. He couldn’t bring himself to confess in person so he’d written it in a letter. How he was a mermaid prince and so madly in love that he’d gifted him the pearl to share his immortality with him. “Why-do you have that?”

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Cole sighed. “Fine, I get it. I’ll be sure to take things more seriously.” He didnt care about a bunch of humans getting jealous but having to deal with that did sound annoying. Cole bit his lip, pausing in thought. “I’m wearing clothes to class, but I’ll be sure to be naked the rest of the time. Also, if any faculty comments on it, I’ll be sure to blame you.” He said before putting his mouth on his cock, slowly starting to suck how cock,

Cole rolled his eyes. “You don’t need to threaten me.” He still didn’t understand why his motivations for trying out mattered. Maybe it was some unwritten rules. “You can tell me later why that makes me an asshole.” He didn’t see his not having sex in a while as a problem. He’d lost his virginity more out of curiosity than anything else. “You haven’t even seen me naked yet.Probably.” He had been roaming around naked at night the first day before he realized that probably. Cole obeyed as he pulled at his hair, his mouth sucking at the cock through his jock. Even now he could tell it was much bigger than anything he’d experienced.

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Marcus paused for a moment. “Dr. Hephra. She’s probably the most organized and thorough faculty member. She’s unflinchingly honest but her ability to get things done is unrivaled.” Marcus nodded. “Ah, I hadn’t thought of it from that perspective.” He hummed and nodded. “True, I suppose you can’t just invite someone up to your office for that sort of thing. You can’t delegate a few things to the vice president. I’d imagine you’d be more productive if you weren’t thinking about how…frustrated you are.” He wasn’t really sure why he was offering suggestions about his sex life. He nodded. “That sounds very good actually. Professor Rowe always made you sound quite intimidating but you seem quite reasonable to me.”

Marcus sighed. “A new chairperson for the Anthropology department. All the other professors are either too lazy or too intimidated to step up to the plate. Besides, it’ll give the alumni board one less thing to complain about at your next meeting. More importantly, one I’m done translating everything, someone’s going to have to analyze it and start solving all the problems Professor Rowe likely caused.” Marcus rolled his eyes. It was almost too predictable that the system couldn’t be trusted. “What about in the form of a grant? You could call it the Internal Stewardship Grant. You could even brag about and get positive press about how the university invests in students that invest in them.” Marcus couldn’t help laughing when he said h3 was frustrated. He hadn’t specter him to be so honest, even if it was indirectly. “I’m surprised. You’re an attractive, successful man, I’d think women would be all over you.” Marcus shook his head. “As much as I’m complaining, this is the first real challenge I’ve had in a while. I don want to finish translating everything. I’d just like to feel less stressed in the process.”

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Marcus sighed. “A new chairperson for the Anthropology department. All the other professors are either too lazy or too intimidated to step up to the plate. Besides, it’ll give the alumni board one less thing to complain about at your next meeting. More importantly, one I’m done translating everything, someone’s going to have to analyze it and start solving all the problems Professor Rowe likely caused.” Marcus rolled his eyes. It was almost too predictable that the system couldn’t be trusted. “What about in the form of a grant? You could call it the Internal Stewardship Grant. You could even brag about and get positive press about how the university invests in students that invest in them.” Marcus couldn’t help laughing when he said h3 was frustrated. He hadn’t specter him to be so honest, even if it was indirectly. “I’m surprised. You’re an attractive, successful man, I’d think women would be all over you.” Marcus shook his head. “As much as I’m complaining, this is the first real challenge I’ve had in a while. I don want to finish translating everything. I’d just like to feel less stressed in the process.”

Marcus entered the office carrying a large stack of books and files, letting out a sigh of relief as he dropped it on Brendan’s desk. Accepting the position as Dr. Rowe’s TA had to be the worst decision he’d ever made. The man was eccentric enough to have all of his notes and records in some kind of unique code. Unfortunately, Marcus was the only one who could decode it successfully. It didn’t help that Dr. Rowe was a department chair and he’d run off in the middle of the night to chase of some mythical ancient civilization. “I’d like you to do some hiring, sir. I’ve already translated six months worth of records but frankly this is exhausting. I still have to keep up with my classes and I’m not getting paid enough for this.” He took a deep breath, noticing Brennan looked a bit uncomfortable. “Are you alright? You seem a bit…frustrated?” He pondered, not sure what word her was looking for.

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Cole rolled his eyes. “You don’t need to threaten me.” He still didn’t understand why his motivations for trying out mattered. Maybe it was some unwritten rules. “You can tell me later why that makes me an asshole.” He didn’t see his not having sex in a while as a problem. He’d lost his virginity more out of curiosity than anything else. “You haven’t even seen me naked yet.Probably.” He had been roaming around naked at night the first day before he realized that probably. Cole obeyed as he pulled at his hair, his mouth sucking at the cock through his jock. Even now he could tell it was much bigger than anything he’d experienced.

Cole had been more or less forced to go to college. He was quite the talented familiar but he had a habit of leaving incompetent witches’ behind before forming a proper contract with them. And now his family was more or less forcing him to stay in one place. He’d tried out for the team out of boredom. He was so used to using actual magic that he didn’t realize he was so fast. He wasn’t sure if that was part of him being a fox or just natural. He frowned.. “Initiation? I’ve been trying to quit all week. I tired out because I was bored. I didn’t expect to actually make the team.” He furrowed his brow as he got on his knees. “Just keep in mind I haven’t had sex in a…while.” He couldn’t even remember the last time so it had to be at least 50 years or so.

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Marcus entered the office carrying a large stack of books and files, letting out a sigh of relief as he dropped it on Brendan’s desk. Accepting the position as Dr. Rowe’s TA had to be the worst decision he’d ever made. The man was eccentric enough to have all of his notes and records in some kind of unique code. Unfortunately, Marcus was the only one who could decode it successfully. It didn’t help that Dr. Rowe was a department chair and he’d run off in the middle of the night to chase of some mythical ancient civilization. “I’d like you to do some hiring, sir. I’ve already translated six months worth of records but frankly this is exhausting. I still have to keep up with my classes and I’m not getting paid enough for this.” He took a deep breath, noticing Brennan looked a bit uncomfortable. “Are you alright? You seem a bit…frustrated?” He pondered, not sure what word her was looking for.

Open Starter

Open to: Male (Cis/Trans/intersex) Prefer: Younger Bottoms - College students Potential: Anyone who attends his college, family, friends, etc. If it fits, I'm cool with it. Scenario: Brennan is a sex addict and will routinely sleep with whoever he comes across. College students are just easy for him because he's the president of the college.

Poor guy, he really should consider not scheduling meetings when he was in such a pent up mood. He'd gone a whole day and a half without sex, something that was practically unheard of for the professional as he sat in his office waiting for one of the deans to show up for a semester follow-up. His leg bounced aggressively against the floor as he itched to watch some porn, or text someone for him, but couldn't. Hearing his intercom go off, secretary alerting him of a visitor, he let out a soft exasperated sigh as watched the door open. "Hello. What can I help you with?" He offered, smiling wide as he sat closer to his desk, hiding the growing tent in his pants from just how badly he needed to get off.

#speedsterandweedster

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Cursebreaking

Jace was determined to free himself and his royal relatives from the curse placed on them generations back. It had stolen their voices. Jace could communicate telepathically but it still robbed them of their spellsongs. They manifested magic through music so it was essentially gone without their voices. Jace wandered the surface searching for true love’s kiss, the way he’d been told to break the curse. However, he’d been found by a sorcerer claiming he had the power to end the curse. He soon found himself in his lair, figuring it couldn’t hurt. “So you can really break the curse?”

#disneydalliances

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Cole had been more or less forced to go to college. He was quite the talented familiar but he had a habit of leaving incompetent witches’ behind before forming a proper contract with them. And now his family was more or less forcing him to stay in one place. He’d tried out for the team out of boredom. He was so used to using actual magic that he didn’t realize he was so fast. He wasn’t sure if that was part of him being a fox or just natural. He frowned.. “Initiation? I’ve been trying to quit all week. I tired out because I was bored. I didn’t expect to actually make the team.” He furrowed his brow as he got on his knees. “Just keep in mind I haven’t had sex in a…while.” He couldn’t even remember the last time so it had to be at least 50 years or so.

Kyle looked at his new star wide receiver, a freshmen with mad speed and perfect hands. He grinned at the man. "No one gets to skip initiation, but studs like you do get the special treatment. Quarterback's privilege lets me lay claim rather than leave you to the mercy of the seniors. Now strip and get on your knees unless you'd like to join the other freshman for the 20 mile hike and gangbang." open to bottom/verse male fcs

#sunsrpmuses

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Marcus was a precarious one. He wasn’t really a hero or a villain. He’d been a henchman to one, mostly to delve deeper into dark magic. However, he’d been spared jail time since he’d never actually used his powers to harm others. Still, he did have a sort of community service that was expected for the time being. Aside from the power he had, his control over magic was nearly unmatched. Few heroes with arcane abilities had both in great measure.

Getting inside was quite easy, teleporting through shadows and obscuring cameras. To the few guards that saw him, he’d cast sleeping spells. The traps were a bit more complex since he needed to magically scan the areas before teleporting but it wasn’t too long before he finally found Reed. He was quite perplexed at the sight. “That’s quite an unusual trap. How does he even know he’s gonna capture someone whose his type. Oh sorry.” He chanted under his breath, the octopus slowly shriveling until it was no more. He moved closer and chanted, restoring the fabric on the uniform. “That will save you from having to answer any awkward questions. You’re quite lucky it was me who saved you. If it was one of the heroes, I’m not sure your pride would survive it. My name’s Marcus.

open to: m, bottoms.

connections: could be another hero sent to rescue Alex, a villain who decides to mess with him, some other kind of rescuer (agent, etc), a henchman of Doom, or just anyone who might also be in the castle. Wether or not they decide to help Alex or not is up to you!

Alex had royally fucked up.

Reed had picked up on suspicious cosmic readings in Doctor Doom’s Latverian castle, and he’d sent Alex along to investigate. He was honoured to be given a solo mission, but it hadn’t taken him long to get swept up in one of the several booby-traps laid out in the winding corridors of the castle. What he’d thought was just a creepy stone sculpture of an octopus had sprung to life out of nowhere, wrapping it’s cold, hard tentacles around his arms and legs and holding him in an X, just a few inches off the ground. A fifth tentacle had wrapped around his abdomen, tearing the spandex of his uniform, the stretch material pinging up to just barely cover his chest, it’s lower half falling limply around his hips, dipping low enough to expose a bush of pubic hair, the top of his cup poking loosely out of the fabric.

He’d been informed via communicator that help was on his way, although it was even more humiliating to imagine another hero finding him in this state. He hangs his head in embarrassment, arms beginning to ache from being raised, as he waits to either be rescued or discovered by someone with worse intentions.

The large wooden door finally opens, spilling light into the dark castle hallway, and Alex looks up, unable to make out the silhouette in the doorway. “Please tell me you’re here to get me out of here.”

#herowrshp

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It was quite interesting that Alois was neither shocked by his ability to unlock the door or his audacity to do so. However, dwelling on such thoughts would likely have to wait until tomorrow. He’d always found his Professor attractive but it was always such a distant thing that he put to the back of his mind. But now, it felt like a real tangible thing that was impossible to ignore.

He bit his lip as the cock touched him, taking a deep breath to try and stay composed. “Yes sir.” He said as he followed him to his office. Marcus’s eyes widened. “Me? I thought all the spots would be filled up by professors and grad students.” His cheeks reddened even more while being called out for his blushing. “Fresh? What does my lack of sexual experience have to do with research?”

While he was a bit more on the modest side, sex was still a natural part of life. He just hadn’t expected to be exposed to that part of his professor’s life. A blush passed on his cheeks. “I…um…it was locked. I…um…I’m good at getting around things like that.” Even if he couldn’t tell him the whole truth, he at least didn’t want to be dishonest.

As much as he was focusing to avoid looking at it, that cock was huge. Beautiful and big. “I agree. But the president only really cares about money and improving the school’s reputation. He won’t delay the expedition unless you give him a good reason.

He bit his lip. “I…ah…sure. I don’t mind waiting sir.”

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Perhaps Marcus had been a bit foolish. He didn’t know what Jasper had done. He still had his amulet and could still feel the magic flowing through him but spells intending to harm his captor seemed to fail. Marcus gulped. He was nervous not only for his plans for him but while he was a necromancer, he’d just been gathering power so he could be free, who knew what Jasper would do with such power. “What exactly are your plans for me?”

Open to males: vers, bottoms, (tops turn bottom). - Superhero, spies, soldiers. males: 27+ 

Plot: Jasper is a villain one of the words most dangerous man and he is untouchable. Your muse was sent to stop the dangerous man but your muse fell under his trap and was captured. Many heroes/spies had fallen and your muse is next. Jasper plans on turning your muse into his servant.  

   Jasper watched for a moment before he decided to walk into the room. He had capture the male and decided to use them. He knew it would be a waste if he killed them because after all they were the best of the best and powerful but nothing and no one compared to him. “It was foolish for you to come after me. Why do you think you would be so much very different,” he spoke walking toward them slowly has he carried a green vile in his hand. “Don’t worry, I am not going to kill you because that will be a waste but I am going to make you mine.”

#thekingblackheartmuses

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Lucien scoffed. It was true. Romani had less innate power than witches so he most he could hope for would be binding him inside an object. “Well if you’re stuck here, why don’t I at least make your stay here more comfortable?” He pulled out a few herbs and began chanting under his breath, the herbs turning to energy that washed over Luka. “I strengthened your connection to the earth. While in this house, you can become physical at will. You’ll probably be a bit stronger than you were before though.” He could unbind him from the house but he didn’t know him well enough for him to consider such a thing. “My name is Lucien. I hope his is enough for you not to be hostile towards me.”

Luka took a moment as the new owner of the house walked into the front door, groaning. "Another one? God, I feel like I just got rid of the last ones." He disappeared, reappearing behind the man and using his energy to make the door swing shut. He knew people in the town told stories about this house being haunted, and Luka was all too happy to let those rumors fly around wildly. It meant being left alone except for the occasional teenager trying to break in during October. But, sometimes someone didn't listen. "So, how long will you last, dude? Scared yet?"

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While he was a bit more on the modest side, sex was still a natural part of life. He just hadn’t expected to be exposed to that part of his professor’s life. A blush passed on his cheeks. “I…um…it was locked. I…um…I’m good at getting around things like that.” Even if he couldn’t tell him the whole truth, he at least didn’t want to be dishonest.

As much as he was focusing to avoid looking at it, that cock was huge. Beautiful and big. “I agree. But the president only really cares about money and improving the school’s reputation. He won’t delay the expedition unless you give him a good reason.

He bit his lip. “I…ah…sure. I don’t mind waiting sir.”

Marcus knew he university president was obsessing with the school gaining recognition, but this? Apparently, several new minerals were suddenly discovered and now he wanted Professor Cumhaill to travel there next week so Marcus was in charge of delivering the papers that needed to be signed. The door was locked and he didn’t have his Professor’s phone number so he cast a little spell, unlocking the door. He just needed to drop off the papers and leave.

Marcus heard sounds coming from upstairs and opened the door, his eyes widening by what he saw. His cheeks reddened as he averted his eyes. “The president wanted me to deliver some papers for you to sign? You’re to go on an expedition next week. I didn’t intend to see you…like that, sir.”

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“How about being born into a sort of cult and being forced to betray your family and even take a life to live the way you want to?” He glared at the man and charged right at him, trying to tackle him to the ground.

“On the contrary, I definitely have had my struggles. I just think dwelling on them is pointless.” Lucien glared. “Seconds? I’m not that weak. I could hold my own.” Definitely not true. It was why he relied on being prepared rather than good in a fight.

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“On the contrary, I definitely have had my struggles. I just think dwelling on them is pointless.” Lucien glared. “Seconds? I’m not that weak. I could hold my own.” Definitely not true. It was why he relied on being prepared rather than good in a fight.

Lucien rolls his eyes. “If life is pointless, it’s because you choose to live it that way. And finding pleasure in suffering? That’s quite pathetic.” He’d meant to chuckle, but he was outright laughing at his last words. “And I suppose you see yourself as a man?” This man’s philosophy seemed so ridiculous, it was hard not to mock him.

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Lucien rolls his eyes. “If life is pointless, it’s because you choose to live it that way. And finding pleasure in suffering? That’s quite pathetic.” He’d meant to chuckle, but he was outright laughing at his last words. “And I suppose you see yourself as a man?” This man’s philosophy seemed so ridiculous, it was hard not to mock him.

Lucien scoffed. “Nice try? The intent of the spell was to prevent you from being satisfied in any way. It wasn’t specifically sexual. I could have done something worse but I wanted to inconvenience you, not make you miserable. Besides, most guys I’ve met seem to hold sex in pretty high regard.”