#FEISTY SASHA

[ratatatastic]

HELLO SASHA??? SASHA CHOPS??? SASHA HAD ENOUGH????

[zetterbabe]

as a barkov fan what was youre take on last night 👀 I hope hes ok

this really isn't a something I wanna keep harping on but for clarity:

it was a bad hit, okay? I was mad when it happened, even more so when all it got was a 2 minute rough. I think ld should've gotten 5 and a game. he left his feet before the hit, and the primary point of contact was to sasha's head. he got away with one.

yes, sasha is clearly my favorite player so I know my judgement can be colored but I feel like that's a fair assessment.

[mapis-putellas]

𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒍/𝑨.𝑩𝒐𝒏𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒊

It was a busy Wednesday at the clinic, one of those days when the waiting room was packed with anxious pet owners and the phones never seemed to stop ringing. You were running on coffee and sheer determination, the day already off to a chaotic start with back-to-back surgeries and checkups. There were only three veterinarians working today, and you’d just wrapped up a particularly tricky procedure when the receptionist flagged you down for your next appointment.

You nodded, grabbing the chart and glancing at the name: Aitana Bonmatí. The name didn’t ring a bell, but then again, you weren’t exactly well-versed in local celebrities or sports stars. You stepped into the waiting room, scanning the crowd until your eyes landed on her.

She sat in the corner, her hands gripping the handle of a cat carrier resting on her lap. She was petite, her dark hair tied back in a neat ponytail, dressed casually in a hoodie and jeans. Despite the packed room, she looked calm, though there was a hint of nervousness in the way she glanced around. When your eyes met, she offered a small, tentative smile, which you returned instinctively.

“Aitana?” you called, and she stood up quickly, clutching the carrier like it was a lifeline.

“Sí,” she replied, her voice soft.

You gestured for her to follow you. “This way,” you said, leading her down the hallway to one of the exam rooms.

Once inside, she set the carrier on the table but didn’t open it. Instead, she looked at you uncertainly, as though unsure of what to do next.

“So, what brings you in today?” you asked, flipping through the chart.

She hesitated, biting her lip. “Uh…” She pulled out her phone, tapping a few buttons before holding it out to you. On the screen was a google translate displaying a message in English: Sasha needs her checkup and vaccinations.

You smiled, nodding in understanding. “Got it. A checkup and vaccines.”

She nodded vigorously, clearly relieved that you understood. “Sí,” she said again, her cheeks flushing slightly as she tucked her phone away.

Your Spanish was rudimentary at best, but you decided to try anyway. “Habla inglés un poco?” you asked hesitantly, hoping to gauge how much you could communicate without relying on her phone.

She laughed softly, shaking her head. “Un poco,” she admitted, holding up her fingers to indicate a small amount. Then, she tilted her head. “¿Hablas español?”

You winced playfully. “Un poco,” you echoed, earning another quiet laugh from her.

“Well,” you said with a grin, pulling out your own phone, “looks like Google Translate is about to be our best friend.”

She smiled at that, her shoulders relaxing a little as you opened the carrier door.

“Let’s meet Sasha,” you said, gesturing toward the inside.

Sasha was a beautiful black-and-white cat with sharp green eyes that peered out at you warily. The moment you reached in, she hissed and swatted at your hand, making you pull back with a soft laugh.

“Oh, feisty one, huh?” you said, glancing at Aitana, who looked mortified.

“Lo siento,” she said quickly, clasping her hands together. “She… scared.”

“It’s okay,” you reassured her, pulling on a pair of gloves. “Most cats are.”

You tried again, this time moving slower, speaking softly to Sasha as you gently scruffed her and lifted her out of the carrier. She let out a low growl but didn’t resist too much as you set her on the table.

“She’s just a little nervous,” you said, then added in broken Spanish, “Está un poco nervioso.”

Aitana’s eyes widened slightly at your attempt, and she gave you an appreciative smile. “Gracias.”

As you began the exam, you tried to keep the atmosphere light, chatting to Sasha as though she could understand you. “Let’s see those ears. Oh, nice and clean. Good job, Sasha.”

Aitana watched you closely, her brows furrowed slightly in concentration as though trying to follow what you were saying. You noticed her expression and decided to slow down, switching to simpler phrases. “Sasha… healthy,” you said, gesturing toward the cat. “Todo bien.”

She nodded, her relief evident. “Todo bien,” she repeated softly, almost to herself.

The vaccines, however, proved to be a challenge. The moment you tried to hold Sasha still, she squirmed and let out a yowl, her claws catching your arm in the process. You hissed softly, pulling back to examine the thin red scratch that now adorned your forearm.

Aitana gasped, her hand flying to her mouth. “¡Lo siento! I’m sorry! Lo siento mucho!”

You shook your head, already grabbing a tissue to dab at the scratch. “It’s okay,” you said, smiling at her to show it wasn’t a big deal. “Just part of the job.”

But she still looked horrified, her hands fluttering uselessly as though she wanted to help but didn’t know how.

“Really, it’s fine,” you said gently, switching to Spanish. “Está bien. No pasa nada.”

She relaxed a fraction at that, though the guilt didn’t entirely leave her face. “Sasha… no like doctor,” she said.

“Most pets don’t,” you replied, giving her a reassuring smile.

With a little patience, and a lot of treats, you finally managed to administer the vaccines. Sasha was less than pleased, letting out an indignant meow as you returned her to the safety of her carrier.

“All done,” you said, straightening up and giving Aitana a thumbs-up.

She looked at you uncertainly. “¿Terminado?”

“Sí, terminado,” you confirmed, and her face lit up in relief.

“Gracias,” she said, her voice heartfelt as she reached for the carrier.

“De nada,” you replied, wiping down the table and disposing of your gloves.

As she prepared to leave, she paused by the door, glancing at you hesitantly. “Um… you… okay?” she asked, gesturing toward your arm.

You looked at the scratch, which had already stopped bleeding, and gave her a reassuring smile. “Perfectly fine. I’ve had worse, trust me.”

She still looked uncertain, so you decided to lighten the mood. “Sasha is tough,” you said. “But I’m tougher.”

Her lips quirked into a small smile, and she ducked her head, clearly amused but still a little bashful.

“Don’t forget to book her next checkup,” you reminded her as she opened the door.

She nodded quickly. “Sí, I will.” Then, after a brief pause, she added softly, “Thank you. For… being patient.”

You waved her off with a grin. “Anytime.”

As you watched her walk away, Sasha’s carrier swinging gently at her side, you couldn’t help but feel a strange warmth in your chest. You didn’t know much about her—didn’t even recognize her as a famous footballer—but something about her lingered in your mind long after she left the clinic.

**

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[tjarry]

tagged by beloved @thebrood1979 to do my top 5 players wrapped! i'll be doing this year only bc i'm lazy and too much brain power is required to do my all timers. most of these will be goalies. please act surprised.

tristan jarry. this should not surprise anybody, honestly and truly. my beloved feisty prettyboy goalie. happy birthday to his goalie goal. i'm so happy to see him doing better, it looks like the vacation in wilkes helped him out so much and i'm excited to see how he does for the rest of the year.

alexandar georgiev. the doe eyes do wonders when it comes to captivating a bitch, i'll tell you what. when he's on, he's ON. always supportive of his teammates and always looking to do better. i wish that man would show the silly goofy side more often but alas we will have to survive on tiktoks and clips from avsmin for goofy sasha sometimes.

elvis merzlikins. the jackets have wormed their way into my heart this year and everybody loves an underdog. i wasn't sure that there was a goalie feistier than jars, but i've been pleasantly surprised. with the amount of shit this man has been through i wish to give him a hug and a grilled cheese cut diagonal. everyone loves a hot dad.

drew o'connor. my beloved son. i am so fond of OC it's unreal. someone let the poor boy score before he actually punches somebody and gets folded like origami for it.

kurtis macdermid. dermy, kermit, big mac, i miss you so dearly. i hope they are being nice to you in NJ, but from the sounds of things and things i've read they all love you there. as they should. the devils are another i've started watching more often tbh. come home, kermit, the kids miss you.

honourable mentions: alex nedeljkovic, devon toews, owen pickering, joel blomqvist, jacob markstrom, and nikolai kovalenko

tagging @psyduc, @malkunts, @sibbycrobby, @podcasts-8-my-heart and @coffee-at-annies as well as anyone else who wants to play! kisskiss

[cozza-frenzy]

Update on our situation

Terry here. I'll be honest, I'm only writing this down now things seem to have Stopped Happening so I can kind of take inventory. I haven't had any time to process any of this, so I'm just going to go through Simply Plural and list things. Thanks for bearing with us. It's been an awful couple of weeks.

Fusions Anarchy - Fused with Gadget, who briefly came out of dormancy Bitter - Fused with Mayhem, now goes by He/It/That Bastard (which is still funny to me) Dr. Brewer - Fused with Jeremy and Getter after a long negotiation period, to try and offset the harm they were doing to the system and to each other; seems to have succeeded, sometimes struggles a bit. Retained his identity post-fusion Holiday - Fused with Arcadia, minor changes to in-sys appearance Martin - Fused with Seamus (a new fragment); now carries some memories of our grandparents, no major change in appearance but has taken to using a cane to walk in the Inner World Papyrus - Still around but fused with Deedee (a new fragment); now in charge of "pathfinding" for Chaos' doors, increasing speed and accuracy, and making it easy to form permanent connections between areas of the Inner World Raine - Fused with Sasha, a new introject from The Magnus Archives. She identifies as both names (we sometimes call them Sasha-Raine) and uses She/They Taffy - Still around; lost Celeste's part but fused with Susan, now uses Any/All + Star/Stars Terry - Fused with Exi, I retained my identity and have a few minor changes to my in-sys appearance Returning Celeste - Returned from dormancy, and re-separated from Taffy Dagwood (Partial) - Nathan's part came out of dormancy and began communicating again; they have not re-separated Leaf - Returned from dormancy, re-separated from Raine Mello - Re-separated from Exi after they fused with me, because I'm not able to hold trauma long-term; they seem confident in their ability to tackle this, and want to try fusion again someday New Alters "Apple" (She/Her) - Introject from a source she doesn't want to disclose. In-system therapist; offers a private space for alters to process their feelings while not fronting. Soft-spoken, easily embarrassed, but a good listener Helena (She/They/It) - Brainmade. Aims to uncover repressed desires and counter harmful behaviors related to suppressing them. Uses a lot of italics while typing, speaks her mind, very flirty Hermes (He/They) - Brainmade. In-system "mailman", facilitates communication. Friendly and a little naive, "happy to help" Hex (It/They) - Introject from Discworld. Artificial intelligence that helps manage the library, and keeps an eye on the system's status. Finds human bodily functions to be "weird", can front via a hologram, not usually very emotional but very attached to their favorite teddy bear (anyone who knows its source will know why) Tabitha (She/Her) - Brainmade/"Factive" introject of our late grandparents. Holds memories of them, and is a caregiver to alters of all ages. Your pretty typical "feisty old lady", likes card games and doesn't like to be coddled Tellie (It/None) - Introject from Pendog Creative Library. Seemingly holds our knowledge of how to drive and operate the complex electronics and machines from our various jobs and hobbies. Seems to "hide in the wires" of the Inner World, existing as pure electricity until it makes itself known Yggy (Any/All) - Pronounced "Iggy"; seems to have a connection to the Inner World's giant tree. Sounds a bit like a stereotypical "hippie"; it's able to come and go as he pleases without using doors, and can help identify the source of emotional pain "Zee" (They/Them) - Introject from a source they don't want to disclose. Gender dysphoria holder; a bit jaded, prone to sarcasm, but open to exploration of their own identity, and willing to help others with theirs

I have no idea what our current headcount is, but I'll update it when I have the energy for it. We haven't had anyone show up in the past 48 hours or so, but I'll give it a full week before I decide this whole thing is finally over, and we can start picking up the pieces. Hope everyone's having a happy and safe holiday. I'll try and post something more positive tomorrow, if I have time.

[astridhoff03]

I also watched the Mermaid Magic, the new series from the guy who produced winx club, because I was curious…

And man this show rocks. It’s funny, emotional and has a beautiful message about not polluting the ocean and the environment in general. It shows that Rainbow and Iginio Straffi still got it if Nickelodeon doesn’t ruin their plans.

First to the characters: Merlinda is such a lovely protagonist, how she deals with the loss of her mother, trying to save her father and her kingdom, working together with her friends is just wonderful. She’s a dutiful, driven by loss and love Crownprincess, who be a great Queen one day. She has some great character moments, better than Bloom. My favorite scene is definitely when the whale mother is drowning and Merlinda reminds of the loss of her own mother. This moment and scene montage is for so many reasons one of the best moments in the entire series.

First I thought I wouldn’t like Nerissa and Sasha, especially Sasha because I thought she would annoy me. But she and Nerissa were actually kinda fun to watch. Sasha is so funny and also very nice and smart, how she uses her social media skills to fight the Kraken. Nerissa is the complete opposite, she’s serious and feisty but also selfless. I think she has a softer side to her or she’s just a baddie. So were Tyler and Celia. And we also have a Diaspro in this show lol. Also can we agree that Alex is the hottest guy in the show, Tyler is cute but Alex is Romantasy Material. Seriously he looks like a combination between Xaden and Rhysand. He reminds me a lot of these two. Orca is also a really cool mentor. I really enjoy his teacher-student relationship with Merlinda. He is a really lovable character. His ultimate test for Merlinda was phenomenal, testing her empathy, powers and strength at the same time. Also that he is her uncle really took me by surprise, I wouldn’t have seen this coming.

Second the villains: they were creepy as fuck and I love them. They have really good designs and motivations. Even if it’s revenge, revenge can be some sinister motivation.

Third the world: I love the whole design of Mertropia it’s like a Venice for Mermaids. I just wish we would explore more seas, there’s so much to learn about the oceans of our planet. But maybe in next seasons. I would love to see the girls interact with different species of the ocean, there is so much potential. And I would love to see more of the complex ecosystem of the ocean, the task every single ocean creature has in their ecosystem and they should introduce sharks as harmless and these are also just animals who want to life their life.

Also this show would be perfect for the Sirenix song from Winx Club. It would perfectly fit the ocean theme and how the merfolk is bound to it.

[scattered-dreamers]

Oh…. Okay… Right. I just got through Mag 104 - Sneak Preview.

Tim’s interaction with Elias, Tim’s reasoning for being at the Institute—finding his brother.

There’s no way he isn’t going to be Desolation touched in my fix-it fanfic.

There are certain parallels between Tim and Michael that I am most now seeing.

Tim is what Michael might have been like if he had the knowledge of the Fears and other goings-on, if Gertrude had been up front with him about everything.

Instead we have a trusting golden Labrador who has walked, unknowingly, into danger. Now he’s twisted in a Spiral and is an angry boy.

So in the fix-it fic, he will survive the Distortion leaving him, but Oh Boy will there be changes—He’s feisty, bright colors and loud patterns physically hurt him now, he changes his clothing style, he’s angry to the point he wants to cause mayhem and destruction just to see the pain that inflicted on him cause others pain as well.

He doesn’t want the Unknowing to win but he doesn’t want the Archives to win either. Michael turns into a jaded bastard but he’s not entirely heartless.* He doesn’t want to be like Gertrude.

Tim goes in to destroy the Unknowing and comes out Desolation touched, but a Stranger Avatar. He makes it back to the Archives at some point way later—months after Jon is out of his coma—but he doesn’t know how he survived. [Jon doesn’t have the heart to tell him, not yet.]

Sasha ends up back at the Archives too and it takes Melanie seeing her again and confirming that it’s actually Sasha for Jon and Martin to trust her. [She doesn’t remember how she made it back to the archives. Last she fully remembers is being in the Artefact Storage Room. But she always vaguely remembers the wax museum and lots of blonde hair.*]

Meanwhile, at this point, they still think Tim is dead because he hasn’t returned yet. But he returns months*, no memory of what happened or where he was—aside from avoiding the Institute because he didn’t want to go back right away.

He’s cold now though, always cold to the touch. So is Sasha. Neither of them understand why. They don’t even understand how they’re back, but they are. They didn’t die—or maybe the way did, but they’re here now.

Tim doesn’t trust Sasha. They’re further apart than they ever were now. Melanie tries to reason with him, but he doesn’t trust her. He doesn’t even trust himself.

He doesn’t need food now. Neither does she. She eats. He finds he physically can’t and that fact makes his stomach churn.

They’re back all right, but they’re wrong. They’re different. Are they even still human? Sasha thinks Tim is overreacting, but he knows the last place he was. He remembers the circus, he remembers the Stranger. He stopped the Unknowing but it was always meant to be like this. He was always touched—in the Stranger’s sight since he went to save his brother.

*Michael’s jaded, but he’s not heartless. He finds Sasha and he finds Tim and he does his best to help them. He quietly helps them get back to the Institute.

But then there’s the fact that Michael doesn’t have a home anymore and he’s living on the streets, as opposed to going back to the Institute—He’d rather burn it to the ground.

So he goes and plops at a cafe where he meets Mike Crew—Mike recognizes him, calls him Blondie Locks. Mike recognizes him, knows who he is. He invites Michael to stay with him and gets him a job at the cafe.

[sweeteacrummble]

RATCHET!!!!! What did you do THIS TIME!?!

Sasha is baaaaaack and feisty as ever! I know she is not like this but to be honest this is how I see Sasha. Small, highly intelligent, loves authority status, and when she fights she the embodiment of Touhou. I guess you can say I switched Angela personally when I first drew her to Sasha and made Angela more chill haha.

Oh well, that's about it! Now I'm going to listen to Night of Nights for the quadrillionth time but imagining Sasha using bullets to attack Ratchet but failing miserably.

Ratchet is pretty good at dodging heh 🤭🤫

Happy blessing

Sweeteacrummble

[lazyneonrabbitt]

True Savior

TWD OC insert story.

Requested by @rexburn12 Lineup scene, following canon with OC inserted plot twists.

A/N: I do not take any more OC requests outside of close friends or prior knowledge of the characters. This was a tryout and concluded I'm not one for these kinds of requests.

With Maggie falling ill the group needed to move her to the Hilltop, the only community that had a doctor that could help her. It was already stressful enough to move a sick person between communities, but it only got worse with time.

The group had met with multiple blocked roads, guarded by either walkers tied to immovable fallen trees, chained up with what looked like their friends' belongings or cars and armed men. It took all day to get to where they were now.

Surrounded. Whistling could be heard from any direction they tried to flee in, eventually being hoarded onto the large open space in the forest.

Men rounded them up, taking their weapons one by one as more and more people appeared from the tree line and the back of a van that drove in opened up.

Rick watched along with his group that sat lined up as the men started to drag out familiar faces from the back of the van. Glenn, Michonne, Rosita and Daryl were thrown to the ground and forced to their knees along with the rest of the group.

Abraham keeps his head high as his eyes follow one of the goons walking up to the RV and knocks on the door, exclaiming “let’s meet the man!” with a grand gesture.

With grand bravado the door of the RV opens up and a man steps out holding a baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire. It was like the cars' headlights followed him like a spotlight as he came down the steps. The man oozed confidence with his leather jacket, crisp white shirt and a wicked grin actoss his face.

He quickly points out to Rick, who he curses out for killing so many of his men in a scary manner. He continues on to explain his people’s code to the group, telling them how every single on of them now works for him and his group.

His Saviors.

“So you see, this whole thing. The road blocks and leading you all here,” Negan points the bat from one end of the line to the other as he goes on his monologue, making people flinch as the bat gets close to their heads. “It was all buying time and deciding who of you I’m going to kill.”

The group shocks, some backing down where they sat, except for Abraham who squared up to the man.

Negan moves along the line, stopping right in front of Maggie with his bat pointed right at her face, threatening her which had Glenn lunge forward at the man but quickly yanked back into the group.

“We got a feisty on over here!” Negan’s full body speech just kept going like nothing happened.

“I got an idea how to solve this issue we’re having.” He raised his bat again, one by one he passed the heads of the group on their knees chanting “Eeny, meeny, mi—”

“Negan, there’s something out there..” one of the Saviors interrupts Negan’s tirade, much to Negan’s annoyance. He snapped at the man, “it’s just a fucking walker.” but the man was somehow terrified, pissing Negan off enough to earn a punch to the face. With his nose smashed in he dropped to the floor screaming, but not without Negan’s boot shoving him and forcing him to look up. “Go out there, and fucking kill the damn thing.”

The man was hauled up by other Saviors and shoved off towards the woods.

“Now, where were we?” Negan turned back towards the kneeling group. “Oh, right.” He lifted his bat back up to where he left off at Sasha’s head. “Miny, mo.” With each word he moved from head to head. “Catch a tiger, by it’s toe..”

Without warning something flies past Negan, slamming right into one of the Saviors who was leaning against a vehicle. A loud cracking sound accompanied the impact of flesh against metal, shocking everyone around and pulling their gaze towards the two now dead men laying piled against the bent door of one of the cars.

“What the fuck?!” Negan exclaimed out loud as a sudden panic broke out among the group of Saviors. The whole place is filled with chaos until a loud growl emanated from the dense, dark woods. The place goes quiet as all the eyes go look towards the source of the noise, but all that was visible were two bright red eyes in the darkness.

Without a second thought people start to back up, away from the unknown thing lurking in the woods, but it was all for nothing as the large thing appeared.

Out of the tree line stepped a large beast. An enormous creature that blended almost seamlessly with its fur as dark as the night sky, slowly revealing more of itself as it walked into the beams of the cars’ headlights. On all fours it already stood eye to eye with the tallest human in the field and didn’t even flinch as one of the men shot at it. The bullet seemed to ricochet off the beast’s body, or did it pass through? No one could tell because there was no response at all from the creature.

After that first shot was fired, everyone else joined in the madness, guns blazing and men screaming as they emptied clip after clip on the monster who gave not a single kick. Slowly it rose on its hind legs, snarling and baring its teeth at it roared out loud. At its full height its chest rose far above any human’s head, thick muscled arms ending in giant clawed hands capable of tearing through steel. Its back paws as large as a man’s head, crushing one of the corpse’s skulls as it had moved forward. It was like the beast was armored with its thick, strong muscles that no weapon stood a chance against.

With the Saviors running out of ammo one by one the panic rose once more. One after another they threw their now useless guns at the beast that in turn charged into the group of attackers.

Off to the side the captured people had huddled together and watched the slaughter in front of them happen. Bodies were twisted in ways that should never be possible, choked screams and dying whines gurgling on blood were forever imprinted in the group’s minds as they saw the wolf like beast tear through flesh with long claws, cracking skulls under giant paws.

Dismembered and beheaded bodies laid strewn across the forest floor, shiny red blood highlighted by the cars’ lights that shone over the scene.

The monster sank back onto all fours, shaking out its fur and sending what remained of the Saviors that got stuck in his fur flying off.

The group all cowered together as the beast stepped over to where it sniffed out a cowering body hidden underneath. The scene was horrifying but they all couldn’t look away, watching as it shoved the dead weight off who turned out to be Negan, who in panic swung his bat at the beast but never made it far as a set of strong jaws snapped shut around the wood and splintered into tiny pieces.

A large, strong paw raised up then, and a loud snarl left the beast’s lips as it brought it down with enough force to shatter the man’s skull with ease, ending his reign of terror with a single strike.

The still chained down group stared in fear, in awe and with looks of curiosity between them as the beast wiped the blood off its claws until one of them gasped as another person appeared. It was a blonde woman, slender build and gorgeous green eyes that for s short moment glowed bright golden yellow over a gentle smile. “Please, don’t worry. We mean no harm to you.” She made her way to the first one in her reach, Glenn, and undid his bindings, moving on to undo Abraham’s as well who joined his free friend in untying everyone else.

A chorus of thank you’s and relieved sighs left the survivors as they all slumped together, looking after one another and following the large beast’s movements as it made its way over to its companion.

“You did well, mate.” The woman spoke, to which she got a content grumble in response as they both move on to head back out. Before they got too far off Maggie had gotten to her feet to run after them, catching them in time to thank them from the bottom of her heart. “Thank you, for saving my family.” She caught her breath from the earlier shock. “Truly, how can we repay you?”

Seemingly unbothered the woman stopped and turned around, shaking her head and spoke up. “No problem, really.” with one last kind smile she turned and moved to fall back into step with the beast who had moved ahead.

With the two strangers disappeared again the survivors moved on to scavenge for working vehicles. “This one runs!” Abraham had gotten a simple car to run, having three others join him.

“Pickup runs too.” The rumble of an engine summoned people towards the truck, Michonne hopping in beside him and others piling onto the back.

One more car ran and with that everyone had found a ride and they set off towards home.

In the back of the last car sat Maggie and Glenn in a tight embrace as the Sasha made way for Hilltop to have her checked out by the doctor.

The two other cars made it back to Alexandria without issues and everyone went straight home, agreeing to meet in the morning to discuss everything that happened and get into contact with Maggie and Hilltop.

[igotsnothing]

Thank you for the tag @alinelie! This was fun and super cute!

Two OCs. Two bags. One bad attitude.

Let's go:

what's in my oc's bag? (picrew) vessel

Gideon and Sasha

Sasha: Why do people need to know? What's in YOUR bag, huh?

Gideon: Calm down. It's supposed to be for fun. Do you want to play or not?

Sasha: Fine. You first.

Gideon: I don't normally carry a bag. Pretty much everything I need to do can be done digitally. But sometimes, if I am going to be offsite or there's a conference, I have this:

A Tom Ford leather messenger bag, Prada black leather gloves, Loro Piana vicuña scarf, Mont Blanc pen, an Hermès handkerchief, some tissues, my phone, computer, earpods, some change for incidentals, mints, Augustinius Bader lipbalm, the keycards to my apartment and office, a pair of Cartier glasses-

Sasha: Vampires need glasses?

Gideon: -My eyes can get tired if I have been looking at a computer screen for too long- and some cold-pressed plasma fruit juice. Your turn, kitten.

Sasha: Don't call me that.

Gideon: My feisty kitten.

Sasha: F*ck you.

Gideon: See? So fierce!

Sasha: Ok. Welcome to MY bag:

A Super Sim Saver Shopper reusable bag that Big Oso, the homeless guy near my house, gifted me for giving him a cigarette. My phone. It's about four years old and works perfectly fine, except that sometimes the sound cuts out randomly when you are playing music or on a phone call and the bottom right of the screen- like, the pixels are kinda f*cked up? It's OK, though.

Gideon: ...Do you want me to get you a new phone?

Sasha: This works fine.

Gideon: *Eye roll*

Sasha: I have my cigarettes and my zippo lighter.

Gideon: I thought you were trying to quit.

Sasha: I am, but it's wasteful to just throw it out! Then I have some change that some VERY GENEROUS customers left as tips for me at the diner. Next time I see them, I'm gonna-

Gideon: Um...Moving right along.

Sasha: This is an empty RadBull can. I think someone left it at the diner and we were closing and Hector told me to bus the damn table just as we were locking up, so I just tossed it into my bag. I should chuck it. Sh*t! I think it leaked a little! Oh, and this is the keycard to Gideon's. I keep it safe in this little pocket here.

Gideon: *Can't help grinning, pleased.*

Sasha: And these are some pretty leaves I saw on the ground at the Square in the Spice Quarter.

Gideon: That's really sweet, Sasha.

Sasha: Shut up! Now I'm going to smoke them! Oh, and there is a mechanical pencil and an eraser. Those are Tito's. I really should return them.

Gideon: That was fun, no?

Sasha: Wanna switch bags?

Gideon: [Chuckling] Do I get to keep you if I get the bag?

Sasha: Yeah...Whatever...*Finally cracks a rare smile.*

[eleanor-is-fine]

RQG 63 (Sky)Ship in a Bottle ⛵️ EDIT : RQG 62 😅

On the way to Prague… more food 🍗

Dazzling golden dragon display!

(Poor Zolf.)

Sasha “I don’t really believe in good news” 😭

Gosh I love that quirky separatist airship captain 🦚 (full disclosure, she’s the character I’d like to play in the amateur stage adaptation - short feisty female)

[ratatatastic]

[starburr]

Today had been another grueling inspection run for Andrias Levy. He had woken up at the crack of dawn, taking a swig of coffee that was black like his soul. It was as if the universe decided his 8 years in med school weren't hard enough on him, now having him in charge of maintenance for a massive park. Desperate times had called for desperate measures. His old man had kicked him out of the house following a rather profound incident despite having just been proud of him graduating.

It had been 12 years since then, and at least the job didn't berate him for being "the son I never wanted." It was simple, on paper at least.

He'd start his routine of duties by scrambling down to the jeep, provided courtesy of Hammond's funds. He'd be thankful for it were it not for the fact that InGen were a bit sleazy when it came to anything that wasn't genetic research.

He'd always take note if the park's electrical fences were operational, if their tour cars were up to standard, all while running on 3 hours of sleep. It was rare that a unit or two needed repairs, but moments like those were the only excitement he got out of the job. Well, except for another thing, the dinosaurs. The specimens weren't quite ready, but it was important that they should meet. To get used to one another, for socialization purposes, and the fact that Andrias' superiors had been hounding him non-stop for an update on their progress. He couldn't help but sigh. His eyes only seemed to get darker as he stared into the mirror, but he had to endure this.

Especially for Marcy.

The cages unlatched, releasing three locks and the doors swung open. A mix of chittering and snarling filled the air. He knew they were scared, but he had to speed things along. What if they pulled the plug on his project? But he couldn't risk it devolving into another Isla Nublar incident, procedures were there for a reason. These animals were scared as they should be. They had only been brought into the world a few months ago, and they weren't exactly what one might consider 'accurate'. Andrias had to suggest sequencing the DNA gaps with more closely related lifeforms, frog DNA was too unstable a filler.

He looked on patiently, fiddling with his bag as a rather small yet feisty Carnotaurus hatchling had scrambled into the middle of the paddock. That would be specimen "Sasha". He mused to himself.

And where Sasha was, so was Marcy.

A slightly larger megaraptoran youngster peered out into the opening, immediately locking gazes with the abelisaurid hatchling. Marcy was a little older, Andrias' personal little pet project. To him, she was not just a creature. She was his daughter practically. Someone to fill a void.

The third specimen had darted out, the smallest of the three.

Anne...

He crossed his fingers, she was always a little more loud than the other two. Hopefully she wouldn't accidentally piss the others off and turn her into a snack. She strode closer, cocking her neck curiously as she glanced upward at her larger companions. The air was tense. Marcy seemed to be the first to regard the intrusion, lowering her head to meet the younger dinosaur. But she did not attack. Instead, licking at the feathers atop Anne's 8 month old head. Sasha was next to inspect Anne, simply rumbling and brushing up her face, almost protectively. Andrias smiled at the sight of them not immediately ripping each other to shreds, they seemed a little curious if anything at one another.

Well, that was one step closer. He thought to himself, bringing out of his wallet a rather tattered photo of a young girl.

"Wait for me, Darcy."

[edgessunflower]

Sasha Banks request pls

Gotcha

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Pairing: Sasha Banks x Fem reader

Description: Sasha literally stops functioning when she sees you in a suit

Sasha laughs while joking around with Bayley smiling and jumping out of the chair hearing your voice near the doorway. She feels everything in her boil with warmth and arousal seeing you in the purple suit that showed a small amount of cleavage but also complimented your figure and each movement of your curves as you walked around taking her time to rake her eyes over your body until she sees you lean against the doorway talking to bayley and Liv Morgan only seeing you until bayley waves her hand in front of her face "I think you broke our girl here sweets" you blush and laugh seeing the purely lust filled and star struck look on your girlfriend's face at how purely attractive and wonderful you looked in the suit when you're all three given the signal to walk out to the ring. You hear many cheers, whistles, catcalls, and compliments as you walk to the ring next to sasha occasionally locking eyes with her throughout the promo not noticing the hunger and arousal that had grown in her eyes and throughout her body as the promo ends and the two against two tag team match begins winking and blowing kisses at you as you watch and cheer ringside feeling proud as you all walk backstage with the title belts across your shoulders wearing the suit the rest of the night, you and sasha head back to the hotel room the two of you shared feeling her eyes stare at you as you take the high heeled boots off your aching feet grabbing a drink until she grabs and pins you to the wall in a feisty and hungry kiss before throwing you on the bed standing over you with the most lust filled look you had seen on her face. "Fucking glad that I get to tear this suit off you" many open mouthed kisses are scattered across your body as the suit is stripped off you biting down on your lips as she rubs her knee against your nerves before replacing her knee with her mouth leaving you a panting, breathless, trembling mess for the next four hours until both of you were absolutely exhausted, covered in sweat, and trembling before showering "You need to wear more suits" you laugh as the two of you eat before going to bed.

[tea-plantz]

helloo!! can i request sasha waybright with an s/o that’s short and feisty, like is kinda like one of those chihuahuas that thinks they’re a pit bull?? peas and thank you 🫶🫶

Pls that is hilarious! Definitely one of my favorite requests.

She/her for Sasha

They/them for the reader

~Sasha Waybright x reader with chihuahua energy~

Ok so first of all, Sasha finds you really funny. She thinks it’s so amusing when you get all snarly and jump around, thinking you look scary, when in reality you just look like a stubborn fourth grader.

When you guys first met, Sasha definitely thought of you as one of those little ratdogs that was like two feet tall and just barked at EVERYTHING. But she found it cute, regardless.

I feel like you and Sasha have sort of matching energies, which also makes you two fit together even more! You both got that sort of intensity and overhyped energy, if you know what I mean. Even though Sasha tends to be the more mature and chill person in the relationship, while your kinda like the feisty little kid.

You guys definitely scare people, and are known as the “scary couple”.

A really cute thing you do is when you try to “protect” Sasha from other people. Like, for example, Sasha was sort of fighting with this one kid at school, because they said something that she didn’t approve of. So while they are peacefully standing there, arguing back and forth, you suddenly jumped up right in the other person’s face. You continue by holding your arms out (to sort of hide Sasha behind you) while aggressively screaming at them and jumping up and down, thinking you look super threatening, when you really just you looked like a rabid rat. Sasha found it extremely funny, looking at you “defending” her, while the person she was beefing with is kinda just standing there like: ._.

A sentence you often hear from your girlfriend on a daily basis is something along the lines of “hey babe, chill” while she placing her hands on her hips and looking down at you with those judgy eyes, meanwhile you’re standing there all like: >:(

You and Sasha do tend to get into arguments, and boy they can get quite heated. The main reason for this is probably because neither of you back down easily, and you’re both pretty aggressive arguers. The arguments are usually over some stupid thing too like “cheese is way better than ham, face it Waybright!” “No, you listen here L/n, HAM IS SUPERIOR!!”

Sasha loves to just randomly pick you up, especially since you squeal and frantically shake around when she does it. It’s also a pretty easy task for her to do since the blond is a whole lot taller then you, and she finds it super enjoyable.

Another thing the cheerleader does a LOT is to simply hug you close to her while kissing your face, while you’re kicking and screaming for her to let you go. She does this whenever you get to intense and keeps you there until you run out of energy (which usually doesn’t take that long), and you just give into it with a grumpy look on your face. (Though, inside you actually feel quite happy cuz y’know, free cuddles!)

Sasha also leans on you almost half of the time I swear. “Sashy, honey stop leaning on my head!” “Hmm, lemme think about it.. no” “>:O”

When it comes to Marcy and Anne, they’re… honestly kinda scared of you. Now, don’t take this the wrong way! They absolutely love to have you as a friend and they think you and Sasha are such a cute couple! However, you have quite a strong and unpredictable personality. Nothing wrong with that though, you just make them a bit nervous sometimes, especially Marcy.

In the end, you and Sasha Gaybright Waybright are such a great but chaotic couple. We have Sasha, the cool, laid back and dominant girlfriend, and then there’s you.. the gremlin! Match made in heaven fr.

Please feel free to leave more Amphibia requests, I love getting em!

[rainbowxocs]

FIREBIRD CHARACTER REF

Name: Firebird

Alt Names: Sasha Mayfleet

 Age: 26

Pronouns: She/Her

Sexuality: Bi?Demi?

Gender: Female

Species: Human(mutant?)

Disorders: ADHD, ODD

Job: Babysitter

Lives in: Smithsberg Oregon

 Languages: English, French

Height: 5’8

Color of Eyes: Amber

The color of Hair: Light brown, blond highlights

Hobbies: Music, Fire spinning, Arson, Parkour, Fencing

Fears: Does not trust anyone outside her core group, losing control, totally insecure and mistrusting of the world.

Assumed external perception: Most people consider her very capable and responsible, as well as kind and understanding.

Self-Confidence: Sky-high

Race: Caucasian

Accent: California Accent

RELATIONSHIPS:

Fox -Dating

Serenity – Friends

Mouse -Friends

Axum – were friends

Todd -Acquaintances

Vagabond- Dating

Mamma Dragon- Adoptive mother

Vehicle: Dirtbike/a repainted Schoolbus

Powers: Pyrokinesis

Weapons: Dagger, Meteor hammer (Flaming), Matches, Fire

Alignment: Neutral Good

Text Color: RED

 Main Animal: Phoenix

 Favorite Food: S’mores

Favorite Flower:  Red Celosia

Scent: Flame and Ash

Awareness: none

Birthday: March 18

Theme: Firebird’s Child by SJ Tucker

 Special Interests: Fire, Music

Fashion Board:

 Comfort Objects: Her Father’s deerskin drum, her mother’s old long Red Trenchcoat which she wears everywhere. Both have been fireproofed

Brief Personality: Firebird is a feisty confident young woman who has a moral compass that can be boiled down to “Don’t hurt kids and don’t let anyone else hurt kids” and “Murder is fine if they were hurting the people I care about.” Most people see her as a one-dimensional cheerleader/babysitter type. If you piss her off you get the “Demon sent from hell to get you specifically perspective. Due to childhood trauma she hates adults but she's recently agreed to get a therapist and might start trusting that specific adult in the next year or so. (This woman is 26)

Brief Backstory: After a burglary gone wrong, a 5 year old Sasha’s parents are killed. In a panic the young girl burns down the house, hiding in the bathtub with her mother’s coat and father’s Drum as the house burns around her. The Burglars died in the fire, but she ‘miraculously’ survived. Naturally she is immediately dumped into the American foster system and is soon labeled a problem child but also a jinx: when she’s placed in abusive homes they tend to burn down but it’s really hard to pin the six year old with no access to flammable materials as the one who keeps committing arson so it’s usually pointed at unsafe wiring.

 When she’s about 8 she imprints on an older kid who is involved in some serious gang activity. Said older kid figures out her fire abilities and she is for a short time trained as a weapon by the gang. Something goes sideways, four city blocks burn down, and Sasha is picked up by a government agency tasked with suppressing these newfound mutants so things don’t go out of hand.

While in the facility she starts taking a disliking to the name Sasha and preferring the Name Firebird. Nobody really knows where that name came from, maybe it was her parents, or a foster home that gave it to her. Maybe she made it up one day. She gives a different answer anytime you ask and no one will ever know but her. (When I went to neverland peter pan called me Firebird. Once I jumped over a bonfire and the name stuck. My red jacket flares out like wings when I ride my bike fast. Etc,) She also begins to hate adults in general as they have never done anything good for her or anyone else (so she believes.)

Firebird Befriends another child named Axum and they make their escape around the time she turns 10 years old. Firebird causes so many problems for so many people and discovers that bullets have a melting point. She can no longer be contained or controlled. She makes a bunch of friends in her year (10-11) on the street, including finding a young girl who has no real name, except the moniker Mouse, and a dozen kids and teens in various states of homelessness. She also pisses off a lot of adults who keep trying to human traffic the defenseless street kids only to find their best guys burnt up.

  Exactly a year later, on the other side of the country, Firebird appears in a locked sheriff’s office in Maine. She is shuffled through the foster system, makes a few more friends, then is shipped back to Oregon, and fostered by a few families before being adopted by Miss Trudy, or as Firebird immediately renames her; “Mamma Dragon”.  She also establishes her friendship with Fox and Vagabond, the three of them becoming very close and very capable young women.

   Nowadays Firebird runs a babysitting and daycare company, the HQ of which is an old hotel retrofitted to be one of the coolest community centers of all time, with space for kids and teens and designated art, music, and study rooms as well as a floor that’s been remade into a lasertag arena. This is what happens when you let 18 year olds design a kid and teen friendly space.  Once a year Firebird and her crew will head out on a roadtrip around the states to give the various bounty hunters and pissed off government agents with chips on their shoulders a shot to come for their heads- and then promptly get reminded why they stopped bugging her when she turned 15 and learned what “Proper fighting form” and “Control” were.