Peter Solarz
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Monterey Bay Aquarium
Janaina Medeiros
Stranger Things
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@thestraydreamer
"You're curious about me."
Sweet dreams aren't nearly as fun as the ones that make you sweat, now are they?
"It's so bad, it's good."
Temptation's just a game- and she plays to win.
18+ RP blog for Catherine
a woman who turns dreams into dares, and dares into disasters.
CARRD
warning: will start begging and whining the second you stop looking at me
warning: once i’m attached i do not let go. you’re stuck with me forever.
"you'll feel lightheaded and weak cause I sucked on your blood". He stated while looking at her. "But besides that...that's all...I just know some people don't want their blood drunk is all". He explained while walking with her.
"you seem calm for someone who was just told that vampires do exist". He was expecting a worse situation. "Are you possibly non human as well?" He asked as he was curious now if she was.
Glancing back toward the male without much pondering, her shoulders rising into a quick upward shrug. "I don't know if you want the true answer to that." Her expression was serious, yet almost blank. Referring back to his original statement while linking their arms together- she blinked a few times. "You can drink from me though."Eyes flicking back to his in an honest murmuring- her shoulders tempted to shrug again. "It doesn't seem that bad if I'll just feel a little weak."
She does in fact notice you attempting to sneak off.
› TENSION LINER PROMPTS
"I dare you to try."
"Do you always get close?"
"You’re pushing my limits."
"Stop looking at me like that."
"I’m losing control here."
"You have no idea, do you?"
"I can’t resist you anymore."
"Stay back, or don’t."
"I know what you want."
"This is getting dangerous now."
"You’re too tempting for me."
"I shouldn’t want this, but…"
"I don’t play fair, remember?"
"Careful, you’re testing me."
"You’re just making it worse."
"You’re too close for comfort."
"Do you always push buttons?"
"Stop before I kiss you."
"You’re making it too hard."
"I can’t stop thinking about you."
"I want you too much."
"You know exactly what you’re doing."
"I’m not playing games here."
"You’ve crossed the line now."
"Keep pushing, and you’ll regret it."
"This is dangerous, isn’t it?"
"I’m trying not to care."
"Don’t make me regret this."
"You’re playing with fire."
"You don’t know what’s coming."
"I shouldn’t be this close."
"We’re getting dangerously close now."
"I can feel the heat."
"Don’t test me right now."
"I want you too badly."
"Don’t make me chase you."
"You’re distracting me, you know."
"I won’t fall for this."
"I want you, but…"
"What do you want from me?"
"I’ll never give in."
"I’m trying not to care."
"You’re playing with my patience."
"Don’t make this harder, please."
"I can’t stop this feeling."
"I’m already in too deep."
"You won’t walk away unscathed."
"You’re walking a fine line."
"I’m trying to stay calm."
"What are you doing to me?"
"Honestly.." Rambling on to the individual occupying the barstool next to hers- already attempting to flag down the bartender for another drink. "My biggest flaw is becoming overly attached to anyone willing to give me even an inkling of attention."
Sinful ideas + Jun and Catherine 69ing each other enthusiastically ~
"So, is this happening sooner rather than later?" A subtle approving nod is given with a hint of a grin arising.
"Y-You are always so cruel Catherine...." He gasped in fake complaint as she touched his chest, and moved against him. He couldn't believe how much she teased him! He couldn't believe how much it turned him on...!
"Fuck me! Please!! I will do anything for you! Whatever you want whenever you want! Just please ride the hell out of me here and now! I need it! I need you!!!"
He was embarrassed by how desperate he was getting, but he really was feeling this way, and it seemed to be what she wanted after all.
"Anything, really?" Blinking as though his words simply couldn't be true- an expression filled with amusement while gazing over him. "Hmph." Pausing in thought as though to see what form of reaction she could gather from him- Catherine gave a slight nod. "You do seem to be telling the truth." Her expression flipped to one of seemingly being pleased within the situation. "As long as you keep your word, cutie."
𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒
(starters inspired by too many drinks, city lights, and the kind of honesty that only comes after midnight)
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐑 𝐈𝐒 𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆
“You look like you could use another drink… or a bad decision.”
“Don’t tell me you came here alone.”
“I’m not drunk, I’m just—emotionally flexible right now.”
“One more round, and I might actually tell you what I’m thinking.”
“I didn’t plan on running into you here.”
“You’ve got that look—like you’re either about to confess something or start a fight.”
“You’re staring again. Should I take that as an invitation?”
“You ever think about how many bad ideas start with a shot glass?”
“You dance like you’re trying to forget something.”
“It’s way past decent hours—what are you still doing out?”
𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐊𝐄𝐘 𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐆, 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓
“You can stop pretending you’re fine. Nobody believes it after their third drink.”
“I thought you didn’t drink anymore.”
“It’s funny—liquor makes you honest, but you still can’t say what you really want, can you?”
“You shouldn’t walk home alone. I’ll come with you.”
“You always talk like this when you’ve had too much.”
“You smell like smoke and regret. It suits you.”
“Let’s make a pact—we don’t talk about this in the morning.”
“You shouldn’t have kissed me. But I’m not asking you to stop.”
“You ever get drunk enough to think the world might love you back?”
“We’re both going to regret this tomorrow, aren’t we?”
𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑, 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐏
“What’s the worst thing you’ve ever done? I’ll go first.”
“Tell me a truth—just one. The kind you’d never say sober.”
“You’re going to forget this conversation in the morning, right?”
“If I told you I missed you, would you blame the alcohol?”
“You keep drinking like you’re trying to forget something. Or someone.”
“I didn’t mean to call you. My hands just remembered your number.”
“Why are you crying? Don’t tell me it’s just the gin.”
“You said you don’t love me anymore, but you’re still here.”
“Do you ever wonder how we got this lost?”
“Sometimes, I think the night listens better than people do.”
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐆𝐋𝐎𝐖 — quiet streets, unspoken things
“I’ll walk you home. You can pretend you don’t need me to.”
“It’s too late for goodbyes, isn’t it?”
“We shouldn’t have let it get this far.”
“You can hold my hand. Just for tonight.”
“Do you ever wish you’d met me sober?”
“Don’t fall asleep yet. The world feels softer when it’s still spinning.”
“Stay until the city forgets our names.”
“You look different under the streetlights.”
“Promise me you won’t vanish when morning comes.”
“I don’t know what I’ll remember most — the taste of the drink, or you.”
"I...don't usually tell people cause I'm usually in control..." He said looking embarrassed. "I swear it's nothing horrible. I just get an urge to drink from people. " He said as he gently grabbed her hand. "I can control it till we get home and I can take my meds". He didn't want to ruin this nice moment...but he was sure he already did.
He started to walk with her again. "I truly hope this doesn't ruin anything...just gonna focus on not biting you or anyone..." He said as he looked at her with worry. But he noticed how she's not freaking out or looking scared. "How.. peculiar...you're not scared?"
Noting his expression of embarrassment, her head remaining tilted for another moment before glancing to him as he gabbed onto her hand. Truly she felt she had been faced with worse situations or beings. Walking around with the male- practically ignoring his question with one of her own. "So- does that mean something bad happens if you drink from me?" Her tone held more curiosity than it did worry.
Anonymously confess something that your muse wants to tell mine.
Send 'sinful ideas' + the lewdest, kinkiest ideas you have about my muse for my muse to react to it!
Send me a “👀 + a question” and my muse has to answer honestly!
IT'S BEEN 84 YEARS ... SLOW BURN, EVERYTHING! a collection of random dialogue and action based concepts for those muses that are taking their sweet ass time or are being oblivious. some nsfw themes and strong language ahead. change verbiage and pronouns as needed. (send + reverse if desired.)
dialogue.
wait ... that's it? i've waited all this time for you and i only get a peck?
if i don't move away from you right now, i might just kiss you.
do you mind helping me with the back zipper ...?
this is never gonna happen, is it?
let's not keep wasting each other's time.
so ... are we just gonna eye-fuck all night or actually do something about this?
you have a crush on me?
do you or do you not love me? i need to know.
were you ever going to tell me?
i've been in love with you for as long as i can remember.
i never thought this would happen ... you've always been just out of my reach.
i can't wait anymore for you to open your eyes and realize i've been here all along.
why do you keep staring at my lips ...?
concepts.
hover. sender is standing so close to receiver that their lips are inches away. both are acutely aware that they keep staring at one another's lips and then eyes. does someone make a move?
at last. sender and receiver finally share their first kiss after an accidental confession of longterm feelings and it being reciprocated.
love note. sender sends receiver a letter confessing how they feel. how does receiver respond?
love in the rain. after a dramatic exchange between sender and receiver that ends with a deep kiss ruined by sudden pouring rain, receiver drags sender indoors to continue where they left off.
the zipper. sender asks receiver to help them with a zipper that's gotten stuck or is out of reach. the tension between the pair is high while receiver attempts to help.
friends don't. sender and receiver are best friends who are really comfortable around one another. sender who is in love with receiver, accidentally ends up on top of receiver during a playful moment. in that moment, it becomes obvious in the way that sender looks at receiver of what they feel for them. how does receiver respond?
shocking everyone I ship Jun x Catherine hard
nod nod. No one can blame you though. I honestly love their dynamic! She just wants to love and protect him!
°✧*:·゚ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐒 ··· a collection of one night stand consequences, unexpected reunions, tangled sheets & complicated feelings roleplay sentence starters. genre: romance, angst, tension, consequences.
Oh, God. Hi. How are you? It's been a while, isn't it?
Wait. You work here? Since when?
I think I left my watch at your place. Can I... can I come get it?
So we're just going to pretend that didn't happen?
You never called. I waited three days and you never called.
I'm pregnant. And before you ask—yes, it's yours.
That was supposed to be a one-time thing. So why can't I stop thinking about it?
You told me your name was [insert here]. Your real name is on this hospital badge.
I need you to sign this NDA. My publicist is insisting.
My friends saw us leave together. They have questions.
I know we said no strings, but I have to tell you something.
You're my new boss. This is... this is bad.
We can't do this again. I have a reputation to protect.
You said you were single. So who the hell is that in these photos?
I woke up and you were just... gone. No note. Nothing.
This wasn't supposed to mean anything.
You're sitting at the table with my parents. What are you doing here?
My roommate recognized you from somewhere. Want to tell me where?
You left your ring on my nightstand. The one that looks suspiciously like a wedding band.
I thought I'd never see you again. I was counting on never seeing you again.
That night was a mistake. A really, really good mistake.
You told me you were leaving the country. You told me this would be easy.
We matched on the app again. Is this fate or are we both just bad at this?
You're my best friend's sibling. They can never know.
I think I'm falling for you and that wasn't part of the deal.
You gave me a fake number. I found your real one.
This is my apartment. What do you mean you live in this building?
I haven't been able to touch anyone else since you.
You blocked me on everything. So why are you here right now?
That wasn't just sex for me. I need you to know that.
We have to work together on this project. For six months.
You told me you were just passing through town.
I can still smell your cologne on my sheets and it's driving me crazy.
My therapist says I'm using you to avoid real intimacy.
You're the emergency contact in my phone. I don't remember adding you.
That wasn't supposed to be the best night of my life. But it was.
I think I caught feelings. I know, I know—that's not what we agreed to.
You're at my door at 2am. We said we weren't doing this anymore.
I told you things I've never told anyone. And then you disappeared.
We said one night. It's been three weeks.
Your wedding is in two months. I saw the invitation.
I can't keep calling you when I'm lonely. It's not fair to either of us.
You said your name was different. I found your driver's license.
I know we're not together, but seeing you with someone else made me want to break things.
You're the worst decision I keep making over and over again.
