#( aria tomlinson | interacts )

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connection: regular baby daddy, works for her father, brother’s friend, toxic ex, etc. 

“yea, well, i guess i don’t really care about what you want. it’s been four years of nothing. he doesn’t even know you. couldn’t pick you out of a line up if he tried. why do you think i’d let my kid go with you for a weekend sleepover? i wouldn’t let you take him to the ice cream truck parked in front of this house.” she crossed her arms as she looked at him. “what made you all of a sudden want a relationship with him? hmm? did you wake up this morning and decide it would be cool to have a four year old?”

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open to m because i’m a sucker for baby mama/daddy drama right now idek why but maybe he’s the baby daddy who doesn’t know he’s got a kid? or some other connection :) 

“jett, you do not run off like that. got it?” she grabbed hold of the young boy’s hand and brought him close to her looking then towards the man who’d stopped the boy from darting into the street. he was rushing to the park, she supposed she understood, but still he needed to learn. “thanks for stopping him, oh” she stopped suddenly looking at the other in shock. she hadn’t seen them in years - six to be exact. “hi...it’s been a while.”

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open to m plot - your muse and my muse had a huge fight and then yours disappeared for 5 years (jail, just vanished, anything you want) and now they’re back to try and work things out but oh yea my muse had your muse’s kid while they were gone. baby mama drama. 

She was expecting food with the knock on the front door, but when she pulled it open she froze in her steps looking at the other as he stood there. She didn’t expect to see him here - not after the fight they’d had. She supposed going away for so long might have made that argument not seem as important as it did as before. “What are you doing here?” She pulled the door a little more closed so he wouldn’t see the toddler toys in the background. “I thought you never wanted to see me again. I’m too much drama, remember?”

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“look,” she said with a huff and a roll of her eyes, “you’re cute in a ‘just won a fight without getting my ass kicked’ kind of way but i’m not looking for a bad boy wannabe to sweep me off my feet and fulfill some kind of school girl fantasy. why don’t you do us both a favor and either scurry away or find a new angle because this one is sadly overdone.”

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plot: aria’s dad is the leader of a very dangerous mob/gang family, your muse is rivals, a member of the crew, some other connection, etc. open to 20+ muses

"Of course this is dangerous,” she huffed looking at the other in anger. “But that doesn’t mean you just up and ghost me! That’s not us. That’s not you.” She crossed her arms as she looked at them. “I thought we had agreed we were worth the danger? When did you change your mind?

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msg && crazy cousin

aria: hey crazy cousin

aria: you free?

aria: i've got about a grand sitting in my pocket

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plot: her twin, jasper, is hella in the closet because of their father and aria tracks down and confronts said boyfriend.  open for: jasper’s boyfriend (jasper = matthew daddario btw)

She knew. Of course she knew. Jasper might have tried hard to hide it from everyone - including herself - but Aria was Jasper’s twin and she knew him better than he seemed to know himself sometimes. So naturally she’d eventually put everything together and discovered Jasper had a secret boyfriend. Then she’d tracked him down because no one got to date her twin brother without her say so. She waited until she knew Jasper wasn’t there, and marched right up to their door knocking on it confidently. When he swung open, she crossed her arms and looked up at them, “so you’re the guy fucking my brother, hmm? Don’t try denying it, we both know I’m right.”

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msg && open

aria: i need a favor

aria: i need you to come pick me up

aria: from the hospital

aria: and i need you not to ask questions

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snapchat && open

aria: do you like my hair? aria: I can’t decide if I want a cut it or not... aria: thoughts? 

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“You don’t understand,” she said looking at him with tears running down her face, “when my dad finds out he’s gonna kill me. I don’t know what to do. I can’t be pregnant. What are we going to do, Ax? What am I going to do?” @carcrshheartsx

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[MSG]: So that's your type, huh? - carter to aria

aria: what do you mean? aria: are you jealous of him?aria: you know you really shouldn’t be. he’s no where near as fun as you.