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dijanavukovic‌:

Dijana patiently listened to the boisterous younger uniformed officer excited explain how his patrol had gone. A look stopped the exaggerations, a shift on how she held her coffee cup had his throat clearing. His time was running out and he sped through the rest. “Thank you, Office Boles.” A reach into her bagged lunch and she tossed him a wrapped burger, which he bumbled to catch. “You’ve been on your feet for hours, you need to eat before you file the report. Have it on my desk by EOS.”

When she was alone on the park bench, she simply leaned forward and carded fingers through her hair. Christ, she could go for a nap. She’d love to have one at any point, but there was a double robbery to handle first.

It'd just been a fumble of her hands as she tried to shake and unravel the cord of her headphones and keep her coffee steady and the leash slipped through her fingers and onto the ground before her small one-eyed Corgi began to wander off further into the park and away from her. "  Damnit. Sav! C'mon now! "  Shouted after the pup as she quickly through the rest of her coffee in the trash and followed the dog watching as it hopped onto the nearest bench next to the officer and barked away at her as if begging for attention.  "  Jesus, sorry! Sorry! She's harmless, just an attention whore, really.  "  Sasha apologized to the woman and tried to joke as she reached the bench and grabbed for the leash.

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ivyfcir‌:

Moving through big crowds was always a pain, shouting ‘excuse me’ as loud as she can just to hope the person in front of her heard her and was willing to move. But it wasn’t likely they would hear the first go-round, so she repeated herself until she was free from the crowd. Considering how much she screamed during the concert, she knew she needed to buy herself water. The line was not as long as she thought it would be, which meant she wouldn’t miss too much of the concert. Once she got in line she dug through her purse, making sure to have her wallet out before it was her turn. Ivy tilted her head to the side slightly, trying to figure out what seemed familiar about the person in front of her. “OH, Sasha, hey!! ”

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Sasha's attention snapped up and back to reality when she heard her name and that familiar voice and turned to see Ivy behind her and before her brain could catch up to what was happening she'd sent a very cheesy wave in the others direction stopping as soon as she realized what was happening.  " Shi-- Ivy. Hi! Hi, Hey! S'up? what up? You're... Hi, I mean I said that already, you’re here is what... Is what, I meant, that's awesome... Lines... they suck, am I right? "   She managed to get stumble through ending rather lamely with an awkward laugh and bouncing a bit on the balls of her feet and inwardly rolling her eyes at the fact that her brain turned into jello.

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heidistarks‌:

Heidi knew that she wasn’t the most likable person in the world despite how delusional she could be in other ways. Her personality was very on-brand for a person in her position — after all, Anna Wintour never got anywhere by playing nice. Judgmental more than she’d ever admit to, a bark that absolutely rivaled her bite, and an air of aloofness that could drive anyone positively mad, all of these made for the complicated mixture that was Heidi Margaret Stark. Still, that didn’t mean she’d just roll over and die right on command. Rolling her eyes as the woman began to berate her, the brunette simply took another long sip of her martini, careful not to interrupt the vivacious speech being posed in her direction — perhaps that was a dramatic way of putting it, but Heidi had never been one to appear otherwise. “Are you finished?” she asked after a moment, eyebrows arched upwards. “First of all, I call everyone honey, so don’t think that you’re special case just because I’m less-than impressed with your attire,” she scoffed. “Second of all, projecting much? It’s hilarious that you assume to know so much about me and my ‘self-worth’. Newsflash, honey, I could be wearing a paper fucking bag and still look and feel like a million dollar bill. So, let’s save the little comments for someone with a fragile ego.”

"My name is Sasha." She reiterated once again, this time with a firm tone that implied that she was not joking with this woman and it would be respected, right here, right now or they would have a real problem here. "I need you to respect that and not be whatever you're trying to be by calling me out of it," She explained in unrelenting firmness. "It makes me genuinely uncomfortable to be called out of my preferred name, by anyone, it's not just you and it's not this situation. It's all the time." She explained her tone of voice even and steady in genuine calm. "So I get you like to call everyone that, that's your thing, good for you, but you're not going to do that with me and it's not because I think I'm special or because I think you have some sort of problem with me, but because it genuinely makes me uncomfortable for reasons I will not explain because I don't fucking know you and therefore you don't deserve to have that information about me. So you’re gonna respect that and call me Sasha. Cool? Cool." She stated, taking that to be the end of that part of the conversation because she was called out of her name one more time, this chick was gonna learn today to respect clearly set boundaries and it was not gonna be a fun lesson for her. "As for the other stuff, I literally just said I don't give a fuck about your opinion on any aspect of my appearance and then you insulted me twice about it like it was gonna hurt me in some way. What logic was that? I’m truly asking. Like, I know I talk a lot and you don’t wanna hear it, but at least I pay attention enough to make sense,. Keep up. If you're gonna say mean things, or ya know, in your head what you believe is mean, and try to come for me or whatever that was you could at least be smart about it. Don't pull the same tricks. Get clever. Or else you are the one who looks ignorant and makes an ass out of yourself, not me."

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Out of all the events this week this was the one Sasha was looking forward to least. Most people found the tunnel of love to be romantic, but something about a dark tunnel with a stranger in a boat where they have very easy access to knock you out and drown you in very shallow waters was hard for Sasha to get past. It also didn't help that she had a stomach prone motion sickness. It was the perfect storm of anxieties all in one place which was always fun. Despite all that, she was going to suck it up and participate and made her way to the pier to meet her partner and sent an awkward enough wave her way once she found her and headed over.  

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"  Um... Mara, right?  "  She asked hoping she wasn't mistaken.  "  I'm Sasha, Hi, um...  "  Sasha stated off her gave going from between the tunnel area and the girl. " Full disclosure, before we get on this thing, I'm sure it'll be fine, but um... motion sickness is not my friend, like ever. The amount of times in life I have gotten sick in a vehicle, on land, and on the sea is astounding I should get a medal really, my stomach is kinda sensitive, but I bounce back like that,  "  She snapped her fingers along with the word and shrugged.  "  It's like instant. Always have. But I'm just being upfront about it in case ya wanna you know not risk it and skip this and just go get falafel. I'm down, either way, just ya know... putting it out there.  "

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"Jesus mother fucking fuck!" Sasha hissed to herself in slight pain somehow managing to slam her pinky in the door of the bathroom as she left and damn did it hurt like hell and she didn't think twice before finding herself a small cup of ice and a napkin to make a makeshift ice pack and found a seat to ice it for a bit and that was five minutes ago. By now some of the ice had started to melt down the side of her hand and was just about to grab another napkin and take care of that when she glanced up at the person who'd at some point, she was sure when arrived near her and absentmindedly offered up, "fee free to insert yourself in my hole it, I'm a little wet right now or else I'd be more help"

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heidistarks‌:

Heidi’s lips pressed into a tight line at the other’s tone, taking a short sip of her drink in order to keep herself from saying something that could be misconstrued as unladylike. She understood that, unlike her, not everyone’s worlds revolved around fashion. That didn’t mean she was going to be particularly impressed by them, though — Heidi couldn’t help the way that she was, now could she? Not even if she wanted to. “Oh, honey, appearances always matter. Whether or not we want to fool ourselves into believing otherwise,” she shrugged. “I don’t make the rules. Anyway, they’re cute shoes regardless of what anyone says.”

'Honey' the pet name sent mounds more annoyance through Sasha's core than anything else the girl implied. Nothing else affected her. She was a chef with a key eye of what did and didn't look good or fit together and that reflected in her style. Sasha might not have given two fucks about labels and designers, but she sure as shit knew she looked on point, all day, every day, without someone having to tell her and even if she didn’t, she definitely didn't care for anyone else's opinion of what she looked like or what she wore. After all, opinions meant nothing to the overly vain who didn't feel the need to brag about it and that was exactly what Sasha was with the amount of overconfidence she didn't have to work to feel within herself and she sighed. "I prefer Sasha. Not honey. Not Sweetie. Not love or any other nonsense you can come up with that is often used for unnecessary passive-aggressive kindness. So use it from this moment forward, cause I'm not the one, dude." The woman pointed out or well subtly warned as nicely as she could. "And, as much as I appreciate your um... "compliment," She held her fingers up in air quotes around the word, deciding to call this chick out on her bullshit rather than beat around the bush. "My style and fashion sense being viewed and envied in the eyes of other people because of how expensive or elite or beautiful it is doesn't equate to my self worth, but I'm sure you'll understand what it feels like not to feel that way about yourself one day. I have faith in you." Was it a rude thing to say? Yes, but she wasn't the one who decided to be fake friendly and passive-aggressive.

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alecxclarke‌:

Alec felt like he looked like he was in mourning. And well, maybe he was. In mourning for his ridiculously sad love life that was, as the FRIENDS theme song went, DOA. The green shirt (Adam’s insistence, not his) was hidden by his black jacket, paired with the black jeans seemed to give off the vibe that he was funeral bound instead of party bound. Either way, he had his coffee spiked with vodka, and he was looking at the person next to him, managing a smile, “Hi. Coffee? Or…coffee vodka? Never too early to drink, right?”

Sasha would be the first to admit she didn't put much effort into her outfit. a white romper with a very prominent yellow and green floral pattern and a pair of old, very comfortable, blue converse didn't exactly scream trying very hard, but it was cute and showed off her legs so that was good enough for her. Her very sweet look and lack of effort wasn't a reflection of not wanting to be here, she did, or at least some part of her did or else she wouldn't be, she just, wasn't into making a big show of everything and it seemed good enough. She had just taken a second to sit and answer a few texts when the dude next to her spoke up and she looked up to give him her full attention.  "   Coffee and Vodka doesn't sound like a match made in combo heaven, to tell the truth, but if it's whatcha got I am down.  "  She accepted with a nod. "  Honestly, if I could be coasting on edibles right now I would. I realize how that probably makes me sound as, ya know, a person, but I'm just sayin' this whole situation is a lot.  "

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heidistarks‌:

“Oh my god, I absolutely adore those shoes,” Heidi complimented, bringing the freshly-poured Martini to her lips. Perhaps she wasn’t looking for the love of her life, no, but the brunette had never been one to pass up the opportunity to attend a party. Fit head to toe in her best designer duds, including a sickening green bodycon dress, Heidi was looking for a good time more than anything — which, now included the person beside her. “Let me guess. Gucci? Dior? Please don’t say ‘off the rack at JCPenney’. I don’t think my heart could handle it.”

In all honesty, Sasha wasn't exactly a people person. Sure she was nice, incredibly so, but her slight social anxiety and general need to not be around people for too long didn't exactly make her, the greatest person to be around occasionally and even though she hadn't been here that long, hardly any time at all really, her nerves were contributing to making right now one of those occasions. So despite the nice compliment thrown her way Sasha couldn't help but inwardly roll her eyes at the other girl as she continued to speak. As much as Sasha didn't want to judge, the others, fixation on labels was already exhausting to listen to, making Sasha shake her head and question, "  Does it really matter?  " An involuntary annoyance slipping into her voice just a bit and she corrected herself. "  No offense. It's just...  " She wanted so badly to say ridiculous, but resisted. "  Not my thing is all.  "

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reallyfbratzdoll: vibes for today and the rest of the week tbh.

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what would their hogwarts house be?

Sasha is a Ravenclaw with indecisive Gryffindor tendencies so that’s fun for her, not so much for people around her.

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random questions for character building (and fun)

go to karaoke song?

a song that describes them?

are they good at sports?

do they have a favorite movie?

three things in their fridge?

most three recently watched on netflix?

celebrity crush?

are they close to their family?

best thing in their life?

greatest regret?

biggest lie?

biggest flaw?

best accomplishment?

greatest fear(s)?

what is their vice? (wrath, greed, pride, lust, gluttony, sloth, envy)

what would their hogwarts house be?

did they graduate high school? if so did they attend college?

when was their first real relationship? how’d it go?

have they ever broken someones heart? has someone broken theirs?

have they ever been married? are they married?

do they have children? have they before?

do they want children?

opinion on pets? cats or dogs?

opinion on horror films?

do they have allergies?

do they have a certain aesthetic or style?

do they have tattoos or piercings? 

do they have any distinctive features or marks?

do they enjoy coffee or tea? hot or iced?

are they religious or spiritual? 

are they a morning person or night person?

if they could have any superpower what would it be?

who is their ride or die friend?

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jasminedcvis‌:

By now she supposed she should have been a pro at hanging up banners and for the most part she was, when her mind wasn’t too excited at the prospect of what was to come. A slight groan left her lips as she saw the end she had just pinned slip from its holding and was in danger of being trampled as she balanced precariously on the ladder. Not one to be deterred by such things, she managed to catch someone’s attention with a wave and a smile. “Hey! Would you mind?”  Cheerfully calling out, she motioned with her head to the other end of the banner. A puppy dog look takes over her features before she decides to sweeten the deal.  “It’ll only take a sec and I promise I’ll spare you from my newest pitch on why you should donate. Just this once though, it’s a limited time offer.”

Sasha was a bit lost in thought at the moment as she took a seat on one of the empty benches and let her gaze drift to whatever or whoever seemed to be passing by. She just needed five minutes to herself not having to deal or think about anything, just to sort out her thoughts. Five minutes of peace. She was just settling back in her seat when she heard someone clamoring for help and inwardly groaned before looking up to the source it was coming from raising an eyebrow at the request. "I can try but I'm at a little bit more of a height disadvantage than you, ya know." She offered as she got up from the bench and reached for the end of the banner and lifted it.

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macwestwood‌:

Mac arched his eyebrows, contemplating her words for a moment before shaking his head. “You know, I thought about that, but…they’re seven. Are you telling me you knew dicks were funny when you were seven? I mean, ‘cause they are, but I feel like when I was that age poop was all the rage,” he let out a soft chuckle, lifting his shoulders in a shrug. “Not to mention he really did seem proud of that giraffe…so, do I crush his dreams, or tell him that he’s a natural? Wouldn’t want him crying home to mom and dad about how his mean art teacher made him throw out an innocent drawing.” Honestly, the less confrontation he had to deal with on a daily basis, the better. “And, just to clear things up, I’m so not into dick art. I mean, there are some classic paintings that feature dicks that are objectively gorgeous, but not for that fact itself…” he pursed his lips slightly. “I feel like I just said the word ‘dick’ a lot. So, to change the subject…what’s been going on with you? Please let it involve less phallic imagery for both of our sakes.”

" okay seven for you was the early nineties and seven for me was the mid-nineties... " she trailed off voice less confident than Sasha would have liked as her face scrunched in thought briefly trying to do the math in her head before giving up with a shake of her head. " or something around that i think might have been late nineties point is, you're old and I'm getting there, " she couldn't help but throw in that very amused tease and continued on. " and, and, the times back then were different. furbies were all the rage. we all thought beanie babies were gonna be worth a profit. betty spaghetty was about to make a massive splash on children who would later be referred to as millennials. it was innocent times compared to whatever the fuck being age seven in 2019 means. kids have access to tablets and youtube and not everything can be monitored at every hour or every minute of the day for all we know yeah those kids have seen a dick. you don't know is the point of what I'm saying. " she pointed out with a bit of a side shrug. " But despite that very valid point, I will concede to the fact that yeah, it was probably just a giraffe and it's not your job to explain what genitalia looks like to children. " She did acknowledge and then scoffed dramatically. " Less phallic imagery?! So I can't tell you about the too curved dick I sucked last week?! Oh my God! Stop censoring me, Mac. I just, feel so attacked right now. How dare you. " She stated dramatically, hand clasping to her chest in mock offense, before giving him a pointed look before chuckling softly. As if that was ever going to be a topic of conversation. " Um... yeah, no, my life lately is fine, I guess. I invented a new cupcake recipe I am very excited about. "

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😰: when my muse is stressed, how do they act out?

When Sasha gets stressed she channels it into either going to the gym and and boxing and sparing with someone, or more often then not it manifests in very unhealthy ways that she doesn’t even notice unless someone else points it out. through a lack of an appitite. she’ll forget to eat for hours on end until someone reminds her and then through insomnia and baking in the early hours of the morning, like 2 or 3 am. 

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character flaws meme;;

Flaws. We all have them. Even our muses. In fact, they often make for better, more engaging characters. Send a symbol to learn about one of my muse’s weaknesses!

🙊what would my muse say their biggest flaw is

⧱ what really is my muse’s biggest flaw

🤳name three physical imperfections my muse has (birthmarks, gray hairs, muscular definition, etc)

🙈what’s my muse’s biggest blind spot?

🍰what’s my muse’s guilty pleasure?

😰when my muse is stressed, how do they act out?

💚what does my muse get envious over?

🚫what is one thing my muse wouldn’t want someone else to know about them?

🛌my muse’s biggest nightmare

✍️does my muse have a learning disability?

🎒what was my muse’s worst subject in school?

🙅‍♂️what does my muse feel insecure about?

👾what was my muse’s childhood bogeyman?

🙉what are two things that make my muse uncomfortable in conversation