your name is ARIA BRIDGES and you are 18 years old. your interests include ART and GRIMDARK ARTS. your Sburb title is MAID OF RAGE. your land's consorts are SWINDLING RAINBOW CATS who like MUSIC. your chumhandle is transparantAssassin, and your FETCH MODUS is the PICTIONARY MODUS and your STRIFE SPECIBUS is MAKEUPKIND, and your weapon of choice is a LIPSTICK made by combining a PAINTBRUSH and VIAL OF YOUR OWN BLOOD. your computer of choice is a MACBOOK PRO. your personality is DARK, but KIND. you have also been told you are also kind of QUIRKY and WEIRD, but you guess that's normal for you. ((thanks to http://www.doublejoeseven.tumblr.com/ for the fantheme! go follow him! please!)) ((this is a Homestuck fan-Kid/Human account. this account might also sometimes be NSFW and some might be triggers for people. please understand this was made for fun and i might mess up. i'm human. to learn more about me, the roleplayer, click on the roleplayer link to see my personal account and other info.))
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Queen of the Damned (2002) dir. Michael Rymer
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Monster Girl Valentines for all your Monster Girl Valentine needs!
pre-cut sets up in my shop!
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She snapped out of her small daze and readjusted her “mask”. “O-oh no! I’m fine… Just got dizzy for a minute. Must be the battle exhaustion kicking in, haha! Should probably hydrate myself some more.” Aria said with an awkward smile, concealing her inner sadness. She took a big drink of the Fizzy Apple and continued to eat with enthusiasm. It was one of the techniques she taught herself to keep those who saw her “mask” slip from trying to get her to talk about what happened. It was still too painful of an experience to talk about still. She knew that she couldn’t run away from it forever, but she could at least delay it a bit longer, to wait till she got home to release the pain a bit so she could continue as usual. Till then, she had to continue to be light, so that later she could be dark again.
You grin broadly at her when she takes a sip, feeling proud, once again, of your culinary ingenuity.
“Heh, than%, but it ain’t take too much t’ be able t’ do shit like this.” You almost want to sit there and watch her enjoy your food, like a proud lusus on 12th Perigree’s Eve, until you notice a shadow fall over her face. You lean forward and squint at her, noticing a change in her features. “Hey… Ya doin’ okay? Th’ food’s not makin’ ya sick, is it?”
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Aria watched her friend as she ate, impressed. She paused her eating momentarily to take a sip of the drink in front of her. The liquid fizzed pleasantly in her mouth and it was nice and sweet to the taste. She smiled, as sweet as her drink, at her friend. "It all tastes so wonderful. You are definitely better at this then I am, haha," Aria replied with a tinge of laughter. The sweet smile hid a bit of sadness, as she remembered her mother once making little apple rabbits for her when she was little, before they died. Had her mother made those for her that day? She realised she couldn't remember as she slowly sipped her drink, taking in the apple flavor.
“Somethin’ sweet, eh…?” You mutter to yourself upon hearing her request. You then take out a wrapped lump of marinated oinkbeast meat you set aside previously and begin preparing it, with the goal of making sweet BBQ oinkbeast in mind.
Once its cooked properly, you pair it with a plate of freshly made fried rice, making sure to sprinkle in a lot of minuscule veggies for color and nutrition. You mix the meat and rice together well, then dish it onto a small plate and set it before her, placing your hands on your waist.
“Well? What d’ya think?”
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She slows down her eating just a bit. "Please." Aria says politely.
“Somethin’ sweet, eh…?” You mutter to yourself upon hearing her request. You then take out a wrapped lump of marinated oinkbeast meat you set aside previously and begin preparing it, with the goal of making sweet BBQ oinkbeast in mind.
Once its cooked properly, you pair it with a plate of freshly made fried rice, making sure to sprinkle in a lot of minuscule veggies for color and nutrition. You mix the meat and rice together well, then dish it onto a small plate and set it before her, placing your hands on your waist.
“Well? What d’ya think?”
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"Yes! Please!" You say with a big messy faced grin. You slow down your eating a bit to savor all the flavor and cooking.
“Somethin’ sweet, eh…?” You mutter to yourself upon hearing her request. You then take out a wrapped lump of marinated oinkbeast meat you set aside previously and begin preparing it, with the goal of making sweet BBQ oinkbeast in mind.
Once its cooked properly, you pair it with a plate of freshly made fried rice, making sure to sprinkle in a lot of minuscule veggies for color and nutrition. You mix the meat and rice together well, then dish it onto a small plate and set it before her, placing your hands on your waist.
“Well? What d’ya think?”
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She looked at the plate with vibrant and animated expression, her eyes glittering. "That looks absolutely delicious! Thank you for the meal!" Aria said excitedly, immediately chomping down on the food. It had such wonderful flavor... and it was nice and sweet too! It was the best meal she had in a while. She wasn't too good of a cook herself, so living alone without that kind of ability was difficult. Aria felt utterly blessed.
“Somethin’ sweet, eh…?” You mutter to yourself upon hearing her request. You then take out a wrapped lump of marinated oinkbeast meat you set aside previously and begin preparing it, with the goal of making sweet BBQ oinkbeast in mind.
Once its cooked properly, you pair it with a plate of freshly made fried rice, making sure to sprinkle in a lot of minuscule veggies for color and nutrition. You mix the meat and rice together well, then dish it onto a small plate and set it before her, placing your hands on your waist.
“Well? What d’ya think?”
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"Sure! Something sweet, please!" She says excitedly, sitting at the table.
You shake yourself out of your gloomy mood, and make a motion toward the other block.
“Oh shit, yea no, I gotcha. I can whip ya up somethin’ nice. It’d save ya th’ trouble.” You offer, holding out your hand to help steady her if need be.
“Ya got any preferences? Like oceanfiends or landbeasts or somethin’?”
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if ur bi/pansexual
you can call yourself gay and queer (if you choose to reclaim the latter), bc u experience same-gender attraction
you’re not in a “gay” or a “straight” relationship based on who you’re dating unless you want to define it as such yourself (you don’t need to let someone else define it for you)
don’t be afraid to stand up for yourself if the validity of your sexuality is being questioned based on the relationship you’re in or if you’re more attracted to one gender than others
also ur cute
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She smiles and takes his hand as a precaution, her cheeks turning a light pink, and replies, “Uhm…. As long as it is cooked, I don’t have too much of a preference…? I mostly eat meat.”
You shake yourself out of your gloomy mood, and make a motion toward the other block.
“Oh shit, yea no, I gotcha. I can whip ya up somethin’ nice. It’d save ya th’ trouble.” You offer, holding out your hand to help steady her if need be.
“Ya got any preferences? Like oceanfiends or landbeasts or somethin’?”
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"I can understand that... I am caged where I live as well, in a sense. It can be hard, but... Home is a place that allows me tranquillity. It is the only safe place I have. It is where I can think my thoughts freely without the risk of.... Uhm... Trouble? Haha... But it often can be a seal I wish to lift. If I did that, though, many things may happen, most likely bad. Those thoughts would escape and possibly become reality. So, against my own wishes, I must keep those secrets at home," Aria explains, fidgeting uncomfortably.
She takes out her lipstick and closes her eyes. Holding it close to her heart, she smiles sadly. Aria opens her eyes and puts the lipstick back into her pocket safely, still smiling.
"In any case, I am a bit famished. Do you have any food that I can partake in? If not, I can return home quickly and then come back. It is no big deal. You are welcome to come with me, if that be the case," she asks, attempting to change subject.
You frown at her for a moment, then sigh upon the realization that being mad at her would be really hypocritical.
“Yeah, I guess it is… I’ve been meanin’ t’ either demolish th’ place or just… start up somewhere else,” You admit, scratching the back of your head as you mull over the topic a thousandth time. “But th’ thing is… there’s a lotta shit here. It makes me feel kinda.. tethered, y’know?”
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"But it isn't like you can't leave then come back, right? Like a trip?" Aria asked sympathicly
You frown at her for a moment, then sigh upon the realization that being mad at her would be really hypocritical.
“Yeah, I guess it is… I’ve been meanin’ t’ either demolish th’ place or just… start up somewhere else,” You admit, scratching the back of your head as you mull over the topic a thousandth time. “But th’ thing is… there’s a lotta shit here. It makes me feel kinda.. tethered, y’know?”
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"O-oh.... I'm sorry.... May I ask why you feel you can't leave?" Aria asks, fidgeting awkwardly.
You frown at her for a moment, then sigh upon the realization that being mad at her would be really hypocritical.
“Yeah, I guess it is… I’ve been meanin’ t’ either demolish th’ place or just… start up somewhere else,” You admit, scratching the back of your head as you mull over the topic a thousandth time. “But th’ thing is… there’s a lotta shit here. It makes me feel kinda.. tethered, y’know?”
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"I see. I will admit, it is kinda... Bland, haha," She said, taking in her given answers. "Which design has been your favorite so far?"
You wait until you know she’s finished redressing, then hold out a hand for her to balance on as she stands. It would be a shame to have to redress her wound all due to a simple trip or fall.
“A’ight cool! Now for th’ amazin’ guided tour.” You announce to her with a smille, proceeding to lead her out of your livingblock and about the several spaces of your hive.
You show her your culinaryblock, respiteblock, exodusblock, then lead her downstairs to your work area.
“Sorry if it’s a li’l g100my ‘n’ shit down here. I don’t always need a light t’ see what I’m doin’, y’know?” You apologize before snapping your fingers, causing a network of bulbs to flare into life.
“Down here, I do all sorts of buildin’ ‘n’ designin’. It’s where I made them attack drones ya fought earlier.”
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