#c: aria

[nervousfandomsocrp]

"So, you're the one 'Pollo is all crazy for, huh?" Artemis asked, looking Aria up and down before looking at Apollo. "How long will this one last?"

"What are you talking about? She's been the only one if you take a closer look, sister." Apollo said, glaring at her.

"you must be Artemis. Yes I'm Apollo's wife and the mother of his son...or maybe one of them. Not sure since someone won't give me an answer," she side eyed him.

[amongstthechaoscrew]

@nervousfandomsocrp

HUMAN au

Aria stumbled into the bar confused. She didn't know where she was or what happened. She was nervous and felt like something was wrong. She only knew her name.

Gordon watched the woman at the bar and became concerned very quickly. She was definitely new here.

He looked at the barman and told him he'd deal with her, and slid on over to her, putting a gentle hand on her shoulder

"Miss? I'm Gordon Lawson. Are you alright?"

[sahernayak]

closed  — @ariaboughton

It wasn't pre-planned — Saher wasn't the type to be seen with anyone that didn't scream psycho or divorced dad of two; categories that both her co-workers and the himbo she's fucking on a friday, fell into. The only thing she circled down in her calendar were surgeries.

Outings with syndicate members were a no. In and out. Do the job — go home.

Aria was a whole different thing — plus, they could make this into a drinking game. "Why else do you think I brought this?" she took the cap off a newly bought tequila bottle.

"You remember how to punch back shots, right?"

[privdylan]

get that curly haired angel! a man could never.

To the curly haired angel that took my order at Chipotle today, I'm single and that ring on your finger means very little to me. I can make you sing songs your man couldn't dream of, pretty girl.

[wronghanded]

sleapy

[masterrainb0w]

I am still thinking about Counter/weight..... Still thinking about Them....

[nervousfandomsocrp]

Starter for @gordonchaoslawson

Aria walked into the grand room and immediately there were two Gordons. She looked stunned and confused. She knew he had a twin like she had a twin but she was confused. They looked identical from a distance.

"Gordon?" She asked stepping in.

[frnoialles]

The vampire only knew of the place, because a long legged looked-like-a-model-could-be-a-serial-killer with a very thick german accent, left her hanging with a promise of some girl-on-girl action, if she bought her half the store. A deal that didn't sound too bad in Francoise's head, especially when the money she was about to spend were not her own.

Heavens, she smelled like spilled pumpkin spice latte and sin. In total contrast with the scent off that record store.

There was only so much interest she could fake, into a Bon Jovi vinyl, before she looked for a better kind of distraction. How long was this going to fucking take? Oh mon dieu—

The door swung open sharply, startling the other woman and allowing Frankie to trace curious eyes over her frame, and her face that looked oddly familiar. The lack of heartbeat, too. "Eh, I've heard better." she spoke, dismissively. If only to jump onto a subject far more interesting.

Index finger swirled before the other's face, drawing slow circles in the air. "Where have I seen you before?" No, I haven't fucked that one. That's not it—

who: open to everyone where: earshot records

The winter months make the 'no sunlight' issue so much easier to navigate. She'd just come back into the record store from a smoke, trying to ignore the chill settling in, and listen to the local band working through their second song of the night as people still continue to trickle in. It's a good band, not at all polished, but that's not why she came. It's the atmosphere that feels good, reminds her of college on the east coast.

But of course, with memories come that flash of anxiety that always fucks her over, no matter how much she tries to tamp it down mentally or with prescription help.

Sliding out of the crowd, and making her way towards the bathroom, she checks the stalls to make sure they're empty and heaves out a sigh when they are. Her attention turns towards her reflection in the mirror - there's an existential dread or depression or something in her eyes that, despite it all, never seems to go away.

Her hands move to the porcelain sink and she grips hard enough for the thing to crack a bit while she tries to breathe through that thrumming feeling sitting at her sternum.

The door of the bathroom swinging open startles her out of her thoughts, and she sits up quickly, trying not to look like a deer caught in the headlights or like she'd been just working through yet another mental breakdown. "Uh, sorry. Am I in your way? I'll, uh.."

She shifts backwards out of their way and gestures outside, "Good music, right?"

[amongstthechaoscrew]

Aria stilinski unlocked her new art gallery. She had a box on her hip as she unlocked it. As she set the box down she looked around at the space to figure out where everything would go. "You did it," she said to her self.

"I'm just here to make sure things go to plan." Gordon laughed, making sure his gun was firmly in its holster on his belt and he walked up into the place after her. "Are you alright, Ma'am?"

[bungouchronicles]

I had a vision

[rt-nique]

my tiktok fyp has been a crazy fucking experience today, from Max x Bradley ship edits (FROM THE GOOFY MOVIE) to dsmp nostalgia discussions 😭😭

ANYWAY this tiktok audio that goes

c!Dream: If you can't kill me, does that make me some kind of god?

(Challenging and smug(?) tone + almost mad, power tripping?)

c!Tommy: you're a monster

(deadpan, negative in denial but not sad, slowly losing hope?)

c!Dream: I'm a god, I'm actually a god!

(Showing off, smirk, reveling in power)

This audio plus a religious Tommy itches my brain right because he sees dream as someone dirtying what it means to be a ‘god’. Tommy believes in Prime who provides him wealth and is overall a helpful and caring powerful being.

Meanwhile this green dude that tortures him claims to be a ‘god’. How dare he, a sadistic man, dirty the title of being a god? How could he compare himself to a being at the same level as Prime? Prime who he worships, built a church for, and who provides for him and graces him with wealth?

[kirbyprice]

"It's not a whole thing, I just think you should get to eat whatever you want and experience all the things you're curious about. Including pineapple pizza," Kirby told her roommate with a playful smile, nudging her gently with the tip of her foot. "It's definitely not a big deal. We'll just keep trying new things until we find what it is you like. Speaking of things you like, how's the podcast going?" @islandmumublog

"I totally didn't mean to turn it into a whole thing," Aria laughed, with a shake of her head. So many things that were very every day for most people were completely new to her. Although it was sweet that Kirby was excited to see her reaction, it was nice to share these little moments with someone. "I think it will be fun, I used to eat things I didn't really enjoy plenty growing up so if I don't like it then it's not a big deal because I'll know for next time." @kirbyprice

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[aldarquen]

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[midnitematine]

My take on The Chime

[zhaoycn]

A GOOD few minutes had passed before Yan could move from her spot, frozen in place. To say she was scared would've been an understatement. She didn't know why she suddenly felt fear, but she'd lie to say she hadn't been intimidated by the Thorned King's appearance, and prompt disappearance, and his... eerie words.

she wanted to find her brother.

She couldn't spot the Lord of Illusions anywhere in the crowd, she couldn't even spot the king from her place, almost at the very back of the room, but there had been a figure she recognised.

lady Aria.

Zhao Yan meandered her way through the crowd, pushing and pulling around with polite 'excuse me's' until she had reached the Whisperer of Asteria. She hadn't really been close friends with the lady, but she's seen Yixin's advisor and the Voice of council more often as of late.

"Lady Aria." Yanyan called out, but hearing her words she paused, slightly frowning at the ashy floor, before looking up at her again ;

"You find them a jest, then? You don't think... there's truth to their words, do you?" she hesitated with her question.

time of interaction , after the thorned king's speech.

since slices the air before chaos erupts. violet eyes carefully observe the ashes that had lingered behind the thorned king's destruction. its subject , amusement and joy , nowhere to be found. shadows obscure the light in her eyes , a frown mars the delicate features beneath the laced black mask.

teeth clench together , jaw locks in tension. the words ring through her ears , echoing in her skull. pale ribbons wrap around her brain , extending outside to search for connections.

none to be found.

frown deepens , eyes narrowing in thought , panic creeping inside the beating heart of asteria's council. their voice remained silent and perplexed , a thing that has never happened to her before.

aria swallows a lump that had formed in her throat until the presence of another diverts her attention from the ashes on the floor , blown around on phantom wind.

" the three and the hollows. i fear the jesters' play is in poor taste. what is next to come , an empire of fullness ? how distasteful. "