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bossyscout · 2 years

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Not Cut Out for a Flowerscout

by Me or Aurora/Cher! (Flowerscout Nikki's Past and Flowerscouts!)

Nikki's mother Candy had just dropped Nikki off Flowerscouts while she was busy talking with Miss Priss, the green haired girl felt uncomfortable with the girl scout uniform she didn't feel free or dirty, instead she felt clean and well groomed almost like a pet at the pet shop, "I'm sure Nicolette will be a great fit for Your Camp Penelope Priss!" behind that fake smile Miss Priss gave told Nikki she was going to see right through her.

"Of course I know who's Flowerscout material and I know who's a disappointment" the older garden mother said that loud and clear for the younger to hear it felt awful hearing those words.

"Well Bye Nicolette don't go pulling people's hair and throwing wasps nests or karate chopping these nice girls, they must have money to look good so you must look good just like them we have cash just like them" said her mother that was a lie and Nikki knew it her family had been middle class since dad left them otherwise they would've been the next bill gates or something. "Are you at least coming in for orientation? The parents have to be there you know..what if somebody teases me?" The green haired Flowerscout felt fear and tears in her eyes. "Nicolette, you're stronger don't act like that and don't slouch either I know you will have a blast here I promise, another empty promise as usual think of it as me coming to see your Pagent recitals" which of course she wasn't there for.

"But I'm not fancy or prim, proper even a daisy could be better than m-" Open your petals and close your mouths, Flowerscout orientation is about to begin" Miss Priss repiled. "Our Flowerscout Leader Sasha will now speak" "That's you kiddo now go on out there!" Candy pushed Nikki out there it was more of a quick shove and everyone was staring at her she felt uncomfortable when the attention from all the pretty proper girls looking at her She could see Miss Priss 's yellow eyes glaze and her smile quickly turned into a frown.

"How incompetent and disgraceful, What do you have to say for yourself Nicolette?' the older woman had her hands on her hips while laughter surrounded the room along with Sasha "Oh my god what a loser!" Said a blue haired flowerscout. "You probably smell like moth balls!" called out a orange bun haired girl. Nikki didn't want to say anything her face felt hot on fire.

"Well Hurry up Miss Nicolette you've wasted precious flowerscout orientation time" Miss Priss says she was already getting tired of the green haired girl as Nikki took her seat next to Erin and Tabii.

Nikki tried her best to listen but she had scratched hair like a dog when it has worms. "Ewww keep your fleas somewhere else weirdo!'" the blue braided Flowerscout repiled. "Yeah Nicolette keep your dog germs somewhere else" the blonde bun girl crossed her arms.

"Well I'm sorry I got a itch" the teal haired girl responded as many shushes were heard. "Okay Ladies I am Sasha your Flowerscout Leader, and yes you're aware we have a new-comer Nicolette and her mom Candice?" The ginger says with fake enthusiasm. "I'm also here with my mom too and like after orientation there's activities and mom's please leave at the door over there, Thank you and also snacks will be provided in like the snack barrrr" as she finished "Thank You Sasha that was so beautiful!" Miss Priss smiled cheering for her while Erin, Tabii, and Lakelynn, Melody. and other Flowerscouts were clapping for her.

Nikki also clapped maybe Sasha could be her friend? She seemed so nice so she thought after the orientation Candy began to leave but her green haired child stopped her. "Wasn't that pink haired girl nice? She gave such a nice speech" the woman grins.

"Yeah uh about that do you have my worms I need them and dirt when I get nervous" Nikki says looking away. "No but you'll be fine Nicolette I'll see you next summer!" As she waves goodbye, and off already to find a new boyfriend as usual.

The green haired girl Flowerscout walked up to Sasha as everyone was going to activities. As the ginger haired girl turned her head around once she felt a tap "Oh you must be Nicolette? What a klutz you are" Sasha sneered. "You've must've been a poor child I can see a middle class person when I see one poor little miserable Nicolette" she had a sarcastic sassy manner. Nikki was wrong, Sasha was not nice she was evil.

When Nikki sat at the activity bar, The ginger pre-teen had acted like nothing had happened and offered her Nikki to sit next to her and Erin, Tabii "Okay so this is Erin, and Tabii with two eyes" the ginger haired girl introduced her best friends. "We're making charm bracelets, I hope you can make one if you're not too idiotic" Sasha says. The nerve of her! Nikki thought

But nether the less the green haired girl was making charm bracelets but she decided to go with a different route she was making a charm bracelet sling shot as she shot Erin with it "Ow! What the fuck That's not how you do charm bracelets!" The blue haired girl held her head.

"Oh my fucking god, You're IMPOSSIBLE" Sasha facepalms "I don't know let's give her some chances if she blows it she will never be Flowerscout material. Erin still in pain from the sling shot.

"Don't mess this up Nikkii or you'll be kissing the Flowerscout grounds goodbye" Tabii commented in such a snarky manner.

"Next, We have to perfect posture any low-class can master this" The ginger haired girl showed a perfect example of her walking in a great posture. While she had books on her head "Now you're go Nicolette" She says.

Nikki thought it looked like fun so she balanced the rope on perfectly but jumped like a cat. "It's like I'm a Cat Sasha!" She responded and then pretended to cough up a hairball must to their disgust.

"You are disgusting and plus you failed!" Sasha complained "You're probably hopeless at this point!"

"Now manners, you must know how to say please or excuse me or talk you, or holding your fork properly, there's also different types of forks and spoons too to learn". The green haired girl didn't know it was so many rules to proper etiquette. So she did the best she could but ended up messing up by eating a steak with her hands and belching the ABC's.

"Nicolette, That is Totally Nasty! Us Flowerscouts do NOT do that at all and plus are you a fucking neanderthal? We don't EAT with our hands" she criticized her.

Nikki felt totally hopeless, maybe she has 2 or 3 more chances but ended up losing every time when they were gardening Nikki rolled around in dirt. When they were practicing baking she had wrestled half the Flowerscouts and threw dough at them.

Whenever the Flowerscouts drew something Nikki drew like her attacking a bear with blood, and finally when they went outside to pick flowers Nikki found bugs and started playing with them.

Which made Sasha's face turn from pink to crimson red "Get the fuck out and never come back! You will never be Flowerscout material! In fact I think I have something for you!" She put nasty poor girl on her posted notes on her back some girls even cut some pieces of her hair.

And Others had called her names taking turns, dumping trash on her and where was Miss Priss? Probably knocked out drinking wine.

Nikki felt so awful her stomach churned from this and ran from the Flowerscouts. She didn't want to talk about her experience there anymore she ran but also fell to her knees which it bled and finding a nearby bench.

Once She was sitting by a nearby area, the bench where Her mother probably was there when Candy arrived she had ignored Nikki's feelings. "Nicolette! Don't you know you're supposed to be at Flowerscouts right now? You're all dirty too! I spent half my money on those girly scouts!" Nikki sniffled "Mom I don't want to do Flowerscouts anymore I want to do a different camp this year"

Candy gritted her teeth "Fine, I'm only this once but after this we're not switching anymore camps because you feel scared or lonely you gotta toughen up Nicolette"

Nikki had a grabbed a guide it said Camp Campbell, There was a lot of camps but the one stuck out the most was Adventure Camp Mom mom can we do adventure camp?" The wild child was certainly exicited.

"well I mean the guy hosting it sounds handsome of course Nicolette" she wasn't doing it for Nikki just for the hot guy her mother could have.

"But First we need to get you out of that outfit, as Candy picked up her child and taking her to the thrift store getting her red overalls and already having her socks and teal shoes but they were scuffy once candy paid.

Candy had put the signature yellow camp Campbell shirt on Nikki, and red overalls on. And Nikki put bandages on her cheeks and knees so nobody knows she fell down and undid her braids for Flowerscouts and did fun loose pigtails, and undid her makeup too.

Nikki had a quiet moment to herself in the car, they were going to sign up for camp Campbell and let out some quiet sobering tears so her mom wouldn't hear her.

She hated that dreadful sign Flowerscouts, Sasha, Erin, Tabii she wishes she could all spray them with water and throw mud at them and worms would come out but sadly she couldn't she wasn't allowed anymore on the grounds.

Maybe they're right She wasn't cut out to a Flowerscout perhaps maybe a Camp Campbell Camper but definitely not those mean prissy rich girls.

And She wasn't going to be called Nicolette anymore, she was going to be named Nikki instead.

#thin mints || sasha #adventurefuls || nikki #tw: bullying #tw: child neglect #tw: harsh insults #shortbread || fanfics #tw: injuries #tw wine #grape tart || miss priss

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lowkeyremi · 21 days

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WHAT ARE THEIR BEIGE FLAGS? (HCS)

pairing: eren, armin, jean, connie, reiner, bertholdt, levi, erwin, hange, mikasa, sasha, pieck, and annie x fem!reader (separate) summary: things they do that are unusual within your relationship ! content: fluff, little bit of swearing, established relationships (marriage implied for a few), nothing too crazy today just wholesome :3 not proofread! this is all just a silly little thing I thought up, it's not meant to be taken seriously wc: 1.3k

🡆 𝐄. 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐑

Eren's beige flag is that when he controls the music in the car he skips at least twenty songs on his playlist before he settles on a song, then one minute into the song he'll skip again.

"Do you want me to play something, 'ren?" You're trying not to laugh at him. He's got a cute little pout on his face.

"Yes please.. I don't wanna crash cuz I can't pick a song."

🡆 𝐀. 𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐓

His beige flag is that whenever he sees a cute stuffed animal he just HAS to buy it. The thing is- he doesn't have enough space for another one. Whenever someone comes over and opens the wrong door a mountain of stuffed animals fall out of the closet.

"Um. [name], are these yours?" Mikasa asks while glancing at the stuffed animals.

"No, those are Armin's." You don't even look up from your phone, which lets Mikasa know this has been going on for some time.

🡆 𝐉. 𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐈𝐍

Jean's beige flag is that he believes microwave food is "making dinner." He'll be like,

"babe I cooked us dinner!! :D"

and on your way to the table you see two microwave spaghetti boxes in the garbage. You don't have the heart to tell him that's not cooking.

"Wow baby, that looks delicious!"

🡆 𝐂. 𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑

His beige flag is that he removes the little "crust" part of a pop tart and only eats the part with the icing on it. It's just dry and bland so why eat it? (I do this 😝)

"Hey do any of you want the rest of my pop tart?" You anticipate how weirded out his friends will be when they see what part of the pop tart he's talking about.

"Yeah, let me get the rest." Jean says not paying too much attention. Connie hands him a napkin with the crumbling end pieces.

"Dude what the hell... I thought you meant like a half or something!"

🡆 𝐑. 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐔𝐍

Reiner is too cute. His beige flag is that whenever someone good looking appears on tv or social media he covers his eyes. He doesn't want you to think those women will change his opinion of you and how you look.

"Reiner, baby, you're allowed to look at attractive people and think they look hot. I think people are hot all the time."

"I know but- wait what?"

"You're my number one man obviously but I can't deny when someone is good looking. You don't have to either, because I trust you." He huffs quietly, all this time he had been covering his eyes while you admire other men?

"Wait so you call them hot, but you wouldn't leave me for them, right?" Now's he starting to feel a little insecure.

"Baby, I wouldn't leave you if someone paid me a million dollars."

🡆 𝐁. 𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑

His beige flag is that he physically makes a "gulp" sound whenever he's scared or nervous.

"You're gonna do great on that speech today, babe. I believe in you!" Usually your attempts to comfort Bertholdt work but you can tell it's getting to him when he goes,

"Gulp."

"You did it again."

"It's a force of habit, my love." He says scrubbing his face whilst you giggle at him.

🡆 𝐋. 𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍

His beige flag is that he's never embarrassed when someone walks in on him or he walks in on someone else. It's his body so why should he care? He thinks people make a big deal out of that for no reason.

When you're in the shower he'll open the door to come use the bathroom or do something else.

"Levi! You scared me." He watches you in the mirror out of the corner of his eye. He has to stop himself from rolling them when you try to cover up your body with your arms.

"Why are you so on edge? I've seen you naked plenty of times, darling."

🡆 𝐄. 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐇

His beige flag is he says old outdated phrases on purpose. You're hanging out with him in the living room and he's on the phone with Levi.

You don't care too much about what your husband is saying until he says, "Yeah don't worry about it, Levi. I'll be down there in a jiffy."

"Really, Honey? Jiffy? 😭"

🡆 𝐙. 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄

Their beige flag is that they can't remember your family members' names to save their life. They've just got a lot going on so when you go to your family gatherings they're like,

"Oh- you're- uh... I know it, give me a second!" Hange closes their eyes to think for a second.

"You're Caroline!" Hange is so confident they're right.

Your little cousin looks at you, then back at your partner, "My name is Lexi..."

"I was close!" Hange says with a bold smile.

🡆 𝐌. 𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍

Ever since her old scarf started to tatter her beige flag has been knitting little abstract figures. She'll knit these goofy little monster guys and sew buttons on them for eyes. They're so cute so you don't mind. You have like five that she's made for you.

"Hey pretty girl, I got distracted and made another." Mikasa says with a little groan.

"It's okay, Mika. They're really cute!" She lets out a sigh of relief.

🡆 𝐒. 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐔𝐒

Her beige flag is that she unironically eats with a bib. She argues it's one of those "adult bibs" thinking that it makes it sound better. She just doesn't want to get her clothes dirty and when Sasha eats she eats, which explains how she would even get that messy.

"Hey babe can you get my bib before you sit down."

...

She never fails to catch you off guard. When you hand it to her she gives you a kiss on the check, "You're the best girlfriend I could have ever asked for. Thank you for dinner."

"Of course, sweet girl."

🡆 𝐏. 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑

I love my girl Pieck but I know for a fact her beige flag is that she puts on chapstick just to lick it off.

"Damn my lips are really dry, you got any chapstick on you, baby?" The two of you are going out for dinner so of course she wants to look her best.

"Are you gonna eat it, like always?"

She rolls her eyes, "I do not eat it."

Now it's your turn to roll your eyes, but since you love your girlfriend you give her your strawberry chapstick which she uses a generous amount of.

Not even two minutes later you spot her licking her lips.

"YOU DO EAT IT, LIAR!!!!"

🡆 𝐀. 𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐓

Annie's beige flag is that she'll repurpose absolutely anything. Nothing you want to throw away actually makes it to the trash can when she's around.

While you were folding up your clothes you found one of your old socks with a hole in it, so you believe it's that sock's time to go.

When you get up to throw it away you hear your girlfriend call out, "Don't throw that away. I can make it into a toy for Churro."

Churro is your crazy orange cat the two of you took in.

"Annie, Churro has like a million toys. I think he'll be okay without my sock."

"Come on, don't throw it away. I saw this video, and now I wanna try to make the cool cat toy!" You can't deny Annie when she's this cute so you give in. (she always says she's not cute but you beg to differ)

"Fine, here." You throw the sock to her and she makes a perfect catch.

©𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐊𝐄𝐘𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐈 All works are written by me! Please do not copy, translate, or upload onto other sites thanks!

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snailsdraw · 1 year

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[Start ID:

3 pages of HLVRAI doodles of the team celebrating Chinese New Year.

Tommy contemplates a big bottle of Orange Fanta in a supermarket aisle. His attention gets drawn to Benrey when he hears him call out "Tommy!" excitedly. Benrey holds out his precious find - a pair of orange-patterned socks - and grins: "nice, eh?"

Separate Scenario: Halfway through new year spring cleaning, Tommy whips out his phone, hit by sudden inspiration to look up rabbit-themed new year phrases fitting for the Rabbit Year. Meanwhile, Benrey, who is on dusting duty, finds a spider and promptly eats it. The house is decorated with Chinese New Year decorations, including a potted Pussy Willow plant, small lanterns atop the shoe cabinet, and a chinese "fu" (good fortune) wall hanging decor with a bunny face on it.

Separate Scenario: The Science Team, who were invited to celebrate the new year, lounge in Tommy's living room. Tommy's Golden Retriever, Sunkist, watches as Joshua, Gordon's son, hangs himself over the edge of the couch gleefully, his shirt riding up over his belly. Gordon keeps hold of one of his son's ankles to keep him from falling off while he chats with Bubby, the old man standing behind the couch with his weight leaned into the side of it and a hand on his hip. Benrey, wearing his orange-patterned socks, is slumped over half of the couch with a leg hanging over the back of the couch and the other over the armrest. The back of his head is pressed up against Gordon's back like a headrest as he snacks away at the chocolate coins from a plastic bowl on the coffee table next him. Apart from chocolate, there is also a container of pineapple tarts, a prosperity tray of goodies, and a couple of mandarin oranges on the table. Meanwhile, Darnold shows off a new potion in a test tube to Dr Coomer, who studies it curiously. Sasha, Darnold's Spore Launcher, sits politely in a front-facing baby carrier worn across Darnold's chest. As Tommy looks at his friends, he is hit with a sudden realisation. Wait, did I prepare enough? he panicks internally, thinking about the single red packet he'd prepared for Joshua, the only kid of the bunch. Per tradition, red packets are usually gifted to single family members and children. All of his friends are unmarried.

End ID.]

Chinese New Year (Eve) be upon ye. Happy CNY to celebrating folks and everyone else :O!!

#self indulgent cny doodles babey #not sure if the orange fanta thing is universal but eh #tommy got benrey to buy a new set of the same clothes so he'd at least be wearing new clothes #hlvrai #hlvrai tommy #hlvrai benrey #hlvrai gordon #hlvrai joshua #hlvrai bubby #hlvrai coomer #hlvrai darnold #hlvrai sunkist #cny #snail's art #id

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incorrectbarbie · 8 months

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Sasha, whispering: Why are we having a funeral for the toaster?

Gloria, whispering back: Because Barbie insisted and she's very fragile right now, so please don't push it.

Barbie, to the broken toaster in the box she's about to bury in the backyard: You made me such great Pop-Tarts. WHY, GOD? WHY!?!

#incorrect barbie 2023

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ch0colatec0ff33-art · 3 months

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All the prompts from the Psychonauts fanatics Valentine event!

All prompts so far

"crush" First three with Sasha

"self love" Robin eating a fruit tart, watching their favorite show

"sharing" Ruth and Ollie 'sharing' some oranges

"family" Henrik helping biscuit brush her hair

This has been so much fun :]]]

#psychonauts #silly art gallery #sasha nein #silly ocs #psychonauts 2 #robin stenzke #psychonauts oc #wingz au #fanart #Ruth Lamia #Henrik Pawns #Biscuit neun #Ollie Lamia #sasha electric au #salamander valley 🦎#Valentines #valentines event #drawing prompt

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feelslikeacruelsummer · 11 months

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marvel headcanons

weirdly specific headcanons for my favorite characters,

some traits may not align with canon or popular fan opinions. these are just my opinions, to each their own !!

!! TW: s/h , ptsd , disability , neurodivergence , anxiety , depression , alcohol

Gwen Stacy :

lesbian + non-binary

she/they

has a secret spider-girlfriend

obsessed with pop-tarts and tries them in every universe

spends her free time at the animal shelter petting dogs, the workers from many universes know her since they come by so often, and they always welcome her.

won’t admit it but secretly wants to be an english teacher when she grows up

Peter Parker :

trans ftm + bisexual

he/him

his parents are rich lawyers who travel a lot, so he’s always lived with his Aunt, May. doesn’t have contact with his birth parents

has social anxiety and a severe anxiety disorder

has a soft spot for dalmations

in the process of filing for a psychiatric service dog for his panic attacks

has adhd

Wanda Maximoff :

bisexual with a female preference

has a wife !!!

massive swiftie

has two twins and an adopted daughter

disability mom, billy has angelman syndrome and tommy has autism and epilepsy

in therapy to work on her trauma trigger responses ie. controllingness

has suffered with severe depression

loves loves loves dogs (has two goldendoodles, snowflake and rocky)

Yelena Belova :

queer woman

convert jew, found herself in the religion and found a community through a support group for, and run by, woman in her synagogue.

absolutely in love with Kate Bishop

very protective over kate and shows her off to everyone

has a ptsd service dog named sasha, who helps with her flashbacks

has struggled with s/h, but is in therapy and getting better

has a very sexual relationship with kate and everyone in the compound steers clear of the hallway where kate and yelena’s rooms are

Kate Bishop :

pansexual + demigirl

madly in love with Yelena Belova

super innocent but would do unholy things for her girlfriend

hates all dogs. except her dog, pizza-dog-lucky. lucky is different.

slight mommy issues

bottom asf , and a massive brat

super snarky but easily gets her feelings hurt

was homeschooled her whole life, and she never lost that childish energy

thinks her girlfriend’s protectiveness is cute, but loves to push against it to see yelena get all hot and bothered

always spends the holiday season with clint’s family (partially bec she loves them and partially to save on heating bills in the colder months)

spam posts every detail of her life on insta stories + makes mini-vlog reels 24/7

Natasha Romanoff :

demiromantic + unlabeled

hates labels, she likes who she likes end of story.

has a massive soft spot for cats, and has 3 of her own, Tumeric, Spots, and Dart.

has a massive unrequited crush on wanda

she’s labeled as the “bed-hopper” by her friends for her string of serial hookups after she left the redroom, but she wants nothing more than to settle down with a wife and even more cats.

top

big mommy issues and that usually comes across in her relationships, as she seeks out (sometimes older) people with nurturing qualities.

battled alcoholism during the dark days in the blip from losing her sister, but she has an amazing therapist and is now sober

Kamala Khan :

bisexual

she/they

really into tarot

best friends with America Chaves and has a small gay crush on her

constantly gets in trouble with teachers for being too loud and talking in class

has inattentive adhd and always forgets to take her meds

has a very popular carol danvers x fem reader fanfic on A03 that she hides from her parents but she always neglects her homework to make sure she updates regularly for her readers

loves tacos

has sensory issues and gets sensory overload breakdowns due to sound and this can trigger her powers to go haywire while she’s overstimulated

her family puts a lot of pressure on marriage but she just wants to live in a house with america and spend the rest of their lives together reading fanfic and rewatching avengers movies

she kissed america once and they never talked about it again, though they both have hinted at wanting to do it again.

#kamala khan #gwen stacy #marvel headcanons #spider gwen #ms marvel #doctor strange in the multiverse of madness #scarlet witch #wanda maximoff #peter parker #spiderman #trans spiderman #natasha romanoff #black widow #yelena belova #hawkeye #kate bishop #i actually made this wtf #part two will happen eventually

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mistiell · 1 year

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Dancing in the Rain

Pairing: Aleksander Morozova x Fem! Shadow Summoner! Reader

Summary: Before he was a general, before the fold, Aleksander was just a young man in love. A young man in love with you and your spontaneous, effervescent nature. Today you’ve decided to take him on a picnic, and when rain comes to ruin your day, you decide to just keep having fun anyway.

Warnings: None

A/N: I didn’t use any pronouns but reader is wearing a dress.

Edit: I just now realized that I used “Milaya” which is “sweet girl” in Ravkan. I’ve change the pairing thing now, i apologize lol.

“Y/n? I’m here!” Aleksander calls as he steps through the front door of your home. He hadn’t bothered knocking. You’ve known each other long enough now that he knows he’s welcome anytime.

“In the kitchen!” When he rounds the doorway, he finds you stood on your tiptoes reaching up towards the top shelf of your pantry. He chuckles at you and you shoot him a halfhearted glare.

“Are you going to help? Or are you just going to stand there and laugh?” You ask, trying to reach a little further for the blackberry jam. You feel him come to stand behind you, one hand set idly on your hip as he presses you between the counter and his body. He grabs the jar without issue and sets it down in front of you but doesn’t back away. Instead, the hand that’s on your hip slides across your stomach while the other does the same, holding you flush against him while he peppers kisses over your neck and shoulder.

“Missed you, milaya.” He mumbles, warmth blooming in your chest as you giggle bashfully.

“You saw me yesterday.”

“I know. It was excruciating being away from you for so long.” He turns you around by your hips and you barely have a chance to admire the coquettish smile on his face before his lips are on yours. His kisses are slow as he caresses your sides, one hand sliding up to cup your jaw while he savors the taste of you. Your fingers slip into his hair, brushing through thick, ebony strands before settling on either side of his neck. It’s getting a little long, just barely kissing his shoulders. You don’t linger on the thought for long, though, as soon enough, he pulls away to rest his forehead against yours.

“Hi.” You whisper and he beams at you, nudging your nose with his.

“Hi.” His volume matches yours as he pecks your lips once more before pulling back a bit to look at you properly, hands snaking around to clasp over your lower back to keep you pressed against him, “What have you got planned for us this afternoon?”

Your eyes light up with excitement, “Oh! I was thinking we could have a picnic at our spot.”

“Sounds like fun, though it looks as if it might rain today.”

“A little rain never hurt anyone.” You grin and he chuckles.

“I suppose not.” You take his wrists and attempt to escape his grasp but he just holds you tighter, peppering kisses over your cheek and the side of your neck.

“Sasha!” You giggle, trying and failing to scrunch your shoulder up to your ear to stop him from reaching your neck, “I have to finish packing up!”

He only laughs against your skin and you can feel the smile that accompanies it. When he’s had enough of his fun, he lets you go, lingering close while he helps you load all the food into a basket.

The trek out to the hill isn’t too long, but Aleksander still insists on carrying everything for you. It’s only the basket and blanket, but you still feel rather guilty.

“Are you sure you don’t need any help?”

“I’m alright, love. Promise.” When you huff and pout at him, he laughs.

“At least let me take the blanket.”

“If it’ll stop you from worrying your pretty little head over it, fine.” He relents, slowing to a stop to let you take the item from him before continuing on your path.

When you reach your spot, he sets the basket down and helps you lay the blanket out underneath the lone tree that sits atop the hill before spreading out the food.

“Are they good?” You ask tentatively as he takes a bite out of one of the jam tarts you had made from scratch.

His eyes close and he hums as he chews, licking a stray bit of jam off his thumb once he’s swallowed, “Delicious.”

You beam at him.

By the time you’re finished, the clouds have covered the sun and are looking a rather ominous shade of grey. The first few raindrops fall as you’re packing up your things.

“I think you may have been right about the rain.” You state, holding your palm out from under the cover of the leaves and up to the sky to watch a few drops wet your skin.

“A little rain never hurt anyone.” He repeats your statement from earlier with a smile and you narrow your eyes at him through a bright grin.

“Excuse you, that’s my line!” He laughs as he folds the blanket and sets it on top of the basket, gasping when you suddenly take his wrists and pull him out into the now steadily pouring rain.

“What are you doing?” He laughs as you let go and twirl, skirts flaring wide as you giggle along with him.

“Dance with me!” You shout, holding your hands out to him. He takes them, twirling you again and stepping back, keeping his hold on your hand so he can pull you back to him when you drift too far. You break away from him briefly and throw your arms out on either side of you, welcoming the rain and letting it soak you through. And then you’re spinning again, wisps of shadow swirling around your form. They swish in tandem with your skirts and flow from your hands as you raise them from your hips to the sky. It’s like they’re dancing along with you, and you’re laughing and giggling and in that moment he wonders if you know how utterly enchanted he is by you. How much he’d give just to keep you like this, happy and laughing and safe.

There’s this sudden overwhelming urge to touch you, hold you, and he comes closer to hook an arm around your waist and pull your body towards him until it’s flush against his. He chuckles at the sudden shriek of laughter that escapes you before pressing his lips to yours. They’re cold and taste of rainwater and tarts. You’re smiling so wide you can barely kiss him back, but still you hold his face between your hands because you’ll be damned before you ever refuse to kiss him.

“Stop smiling.” He says it knowing damn well he’s a hypocrite. He’s smiling just as wide.

“I can’t!” You giggle, resting your forehead against his and breathing in deep until your fit of laughter has finally passed. Bumping the side of his nose with yours, you brush your thumbs over his now frigid skin, “We’re soaked.”

“Are we? I hadn’t noticed.” He laughs when you swat at his chest.

You mutter a very much half hearted insult as you slip your hands down his front to lace them around his back, pulling your face away only to bury your freezing nose against the warmth of his chest. You feel him kiss your temple and squeeze you, hands smoothing over your back.

“Love you, Sasha.” Your voice is sweet and dulcet and saints, he swears that as long as you said it like that, he’d extinguish the sun if you asked.

“I love you too, Milaya.” It’s mumbled against your hair and punctuated by an affectionate squeeze of your waist. He doesn’t know what he did to deserve this — to deserve you — but he swears that he’ll protect this moment and all the rest with his life. Come what may, he’ll be by your side, ready and waiting for whatever life has to throw at you next.

For now, he allows himself to relax; to hold you while the rain patters against the grass around you; to let you love him, just as he loves you.

#aleksander morozova imagine #aleksander morozova fanfiction #aleksander morozova x you #aleksander x reader #aleksander morovoza #aleksander morozova x reader #the darkling fluff #the darkling fanfic #the darkling imagine #the darkling drabbles #the darkling x y/n #the darkling x you #the darkling x reader #the darkling

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anlian-aishang · 1 year

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SNK Characters // Inebriated Meals // Eren, Mikasa, Armin, Levi, Erwin, Hange, Jean, Sasha, Connie

Eren

The Mcdonald’s smorgasbord. Big Mac. 20 Mcnuggets. Hash browns. 2 for 1 apple pies.

The largest chocolate shake on earth.

Can eat an impossible amount of food and still feel hungry afterwards.

Mikasa

An entire row of Oreos. If not, the box.

Instant ramen: dry, crushed up, in the bag, poured into her mouth like a drink.

Sodium intake: off the charts

Armin

Banana cream pie, right out of the tin.

Lay’s potato chips. Plain only. Neither ruffled nor kettle-cooked. Just straight salty goodness.

Pop Tarts, all the flavors he never got to try as a kid.

Levi

Nutella and a spoon. Straight out of the jar.

Fries dipped in ice cream, only when no one is looking.

Downs a tube of mini M&Ms like its a shot.

Erwin

Fancy boy poutine.

A large cheese pizza all to himself. Will hiss at anyone that comes near.

Fried chicken sandwiches. Insists on getting one from every restaurant and having a taste test so that he can determine “for the good of humanity” which is truly the superior chain.

Hange

Jack in the Box. Munchie Meals. Can’t stop laughing at the tiny tacos.

Food on food on food. Cheese fries. Chili cheese fries. Chicago-style hot dog.

Some freak invention like chicken nuggets on pizza or donuts and ice cream.

Jean

Onion rings. Cheese curds. Mozzarella sticks. When in doubt, deep fry.

Puts Pocky in his mouth, walks around hoping someone will bite the other end.

Eats grapes off the vine with a wink-wink and an eyebrow raise.

Sasha

French fries. Duh.

Sauce on her face, fingers, and the floor.

At first, she is feral keeping all the food to herself. But once the good vibes really kick in, she goes around the room insisting everyone try some.

Connie

Chicken wings. Lofty overconfidence makes him order a flavor that is way too hot for him to handle.

Whipped cream straight from the can to his mouth.

A potato in any form. Fries and chips are alright, but if you present this man a loaded baked potato, he will propose to you right then and there.

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supercantaloupe · 11 months

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ughh my olive oil guy was not at the farmers market today like the schedule said he was gonna be.

#i'm out of oil i want my refill discount #i came all the way over here and the only thing i bought was a peach tart cause i felt weird leaving totally empty handed #well okay also bc i'm hungry and it looked good but #i didn't get veggies or anything cause they didn't have what i wanted and i'm not low on anything else atm #agh. i hate it when schedules are wrong #sasha speaks #and i do not want to go all the way across town bright and early tomorrow morning to get my oil then

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silvermoon424 · 1 year

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In Magia Record, are there magical girls of other ethnicities?

The vast majority are Japanese. However, they’ve introduced some non-Japanese girls:

Ashley Taylor is (white) American.

The Tart Magica girls (Tart, Riz, Melissa, Eliza, and Pernelle, and the villains Isabeau, Minou, Corbeau, and Lapin) are all French. EDIT: Actually, I forgot that Riz is Italian and Eliza is Hungarian!

The only truly dark-skinned magical girl in the game so far, Livia Medeiros, is of Brazilian descent.

Ebony is from ancient Egypt (but pretty pale).

The two newest girls, Olga and Gunhild, are Norse Vikings.

It’s a shame that Livia is really the only dark-skinned magical girl so far. Hopefully they introduce more! I also hope they continue to introduce more varied ethnicities.

EDIT: I forgot that Alexandra Kurusu, aka Sasha, is implied to be half-Russian!

#magia record #pmmm

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bossyscout · 2 years

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Angst Sasha Headcanons!

TW: Neglection, Not a Perfect Family so much, Minor injuries

Sasha's Dad is kinda worried about her they even send out a therapist to check in on her every ten to forty five minutes which isn't fun she wouldn't talk to a stranger about her personal life it's none of their business anyway and after her session her parents just go back to doing their business.

Sasha's Older Sister is an Asshole, Which could explain why Sasha is the way she is now she neglects Sasha on her own one time when Sasha was about 3-4 years old her sister taught her to ride a bike but she had fell and scraped her knee why? Her sister wasn't paying attention to Sasha and talking on the phone as usual and the nurse at their mansion had to come to their aid. And Molly aka Older Sister yells at Sasha for being a baby or grow up which could cause Sasha's toughness saying it was her fault for not holding onto the handles when clearly it was Molly's for being irresponsible.

Sasha's Mom is secretly a Gold-Digger She isn't the best mom figure honestly she pushes Sasha way too hard than normal which causes her perfectionist behavior she has to make sure gives Sasha her all or don't even bother trying when her Dad comes around Sasha's mom acts all chummy and she acts like she loves Sasha when clearly she loves the money more too.

Sasha's Dad isn't so good either He kinda just shoo's Sasha away and too busy to attend anything that Sasha has pageants, Mathetlees championship, ballet recitals, school plays he never seems to have time for her anymore which caused the maid and Butler to be her replacement dad and mom which isn't any better.

Sasha Younger Brother and Sasha's Little Sister Bully Sasha they pull at her hair and abloustely draw on her face when she isn't looking the middle child is the worse for her. and her parents just scold her like they didn't see two younger brats just bully her just now? And then on top of it her Older Sister does too and uses her stuff without asking.

Sasha doesn't even cry as much but she does she has to hold in her crying she has to fake it so much so it's hidden under narcissism, and sarcasm, bullying other Flowerscout campers, being on top 100 percent.

Sasha also feels like she doesn't matter to the family the middle child in the rich family isn't always easy they just walk over Sasha or expect more from her.

Which meant that Sasha had to be an hard ass about literally everything.

#blackberry jam tart || angst #thin mints || sasha #ic

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bobaheadshark · 6 months

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Cottontail

A darklina story 6.6k, oneshot Rated E https://archiveofourown.org/works/50997031

Once, early on, she’d picked up the wrong set of utensils at dinner.

Sasha had given her an affectionate smile, in front of the guests. Had told her, before, that they were important people. Davos types. Bankers, politicians, jostlers for power who wanted a piece of the castle that he’d spent years building. In any other room, they might be important.

His fingers had stilled over his soup. A deconstructed, unrecognisable thing called a bouillabaisse. The taste of the sea fluttered over Alina’s tongue.

The first few meals she had eaten with aplomb, sticky to the wrists with so much excess. She learns, gradually, to not crave so much. Not outwardly, at least. She no longer needs to shimmy fruit away in her napkin or her lap. No. Now all she needs to do is to ask for it instead, and it magically appears. Juicy nectarines, tart strawberries and crisp apples. She eats it all like a Princess would examine the world for a pea. Because she can.

His terse voice had snapped her back to more pressing matters at the dinner table.

“Ah. It seems my new guest here is not so familiar with our particular norms,” he said. Sending a flicker of a smile her way.

#darklina #the darkling #alina starkov #darklina fanfic #fanfiction #mind the tags #not particularly sane safe nor consensual #shadow and bone ao3 #shadow and bone #shadow and bone fanfic #alina x darkling #alina x aleksander #darklina modern au #boba writing

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pickalilywrites · 1 month

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Niccolo makes Sasha a romantic Valentines dinner date.

its been a while since i wrote smth so food centric so thanks for this :)

dinner for two

nicosasha. modern au. 1329 words.

Nicolo smiles as he observes his girlfriend take in the entire restaurant, her eyes wide with awe. She had gushed about this restaurant ever since seeing its review in the Michelin guide, ecstatic that such a highly regarded restaurant was located so close to them. Unfortunately, its newly renowned popularity meant that everyone else was clamoring for a reservation and people had to wait months to reserve seats. Sasha had managed to get on the waitlist for the restaurant after five attempts to make a reservation for this year, but nobody ever cancelled their reservation last minute. Luckily, Nicolo had managed to snag them a reservation for Valentine’s Day even though so many other couples were fighting for a booking on the same busy date.

“How did you manage to get us a reservation?” Sasha asks, still looking around at the immaculate interior design of the restaurant. It’s all lush carpeting, fancy tablecloths, and warm lighting with everyone dressed formally. It’s different from the casual, cozy diners they typically frequent when they do dine out.

“I mentioned to a friend of a friend that I was interested. He said he could squeeze me in,” Nicolo says, hiding a smile with the wine glass that he brings to his lips. The Grenache has a stronger flavor than a typical red wine, strong and sweet like fresh berries with a hint of acidity. “It pays to have connections in the culinary world.”

“It sure does.” Even though Sasha is dressed formally — brown hair pulled into a sleek ponytail that falls into beautiful curls at the end, a beautiful dress of deep green that falls just off her shoulders, and the modest choker that sparkles around her neck — her wide-eyed expression is just like a child as she watches a waiter present them with the appetizer. “Oh, this is beautiful!”

The appetizer is a gorgeously plate of seared octopus artfully placed amongst crisp kale and confit potatoes. Underneath is a small drizzle of herbed labneh, a creamy cheese a little thicker and tangier than yogurt. Normally, Nicolo would take the time to savor every single bite but he finds himself unable to tear his eyes away from his girlfriend as she takes her first bite, her eyes widening even more at the flavors of their first dish.

“Do you like it?” Nicolo asks, although he already knows the answer from Sasha’s expression alone.

“I love it,” Sasha says and immediately takes another bite. She doesn’t bother to keep herself composed despite the more formal environment. She acts as she always does whenever she eats food that she finds delicious: by closing her eyes as she savors the bite, shoulders wiggling as she lets out the smallest squeal of delight.

They’re served a vibrant salad comprised of beets, citrus, and chopped chicory. Whipped feta cheese and toasted pumpkin seeds are tossed alongside the ruby red beets and tangerine slices. The entire salad has been drizzled with a slightly sweet, slightly tart champagne vinaigrette. Sasha marvels at the presentation before absolutely demolishing the salad, leaving the entire plate clean before it’s swept away by the waiter and replaced by their next dish.

Their next course is a fragrant rice pilaf topped with toasted almonds, pistachios, and golden raisins. The rice pilaf is served with a side of pickled vegetables: cauliflower, carrots, and peppers. Nicolo notices that Sasha isn’t very descriptive when he asks her how the food is. She simply tells him that the food is delicious before shoveling more food in her mouth. Usually when she eats his food, she tells him every last detail of what she enjoys, but it seems like she likes this food so much that she can’t even take the time to explain why. It does make Nicolo feel a little jealous, but it makes him happy to see his girlfriend enjoying the food so much even if he wasn’t the one to cook it for her.

After the rice pilaf comes a cabbage soup cooked with fire-roasted tomatoes and potatoes. Crushed red peppers give the soup a bit of heat while sherry vinegar adds acidity. The soup is topped with a sprinkle of cilantro, and Sasha takes a moment to marvel at the presentation of the colorful soup before devouring it almost as quickly as the other dishes.

The main course is a tender short rib braised with dates to give it sweetness. It’s topped with a small cucumber salad, diced tomatoes, and serrano peppers. The chef has drizzled the fine dish with a beautiful pomegranate molasses that brings out the deep, savory flavors of the short rib.

They finish off the night with a chocolate date cake garnished with edible pansies. On the side is a creamy, coconut ice cream drizzled with rum sauce. The bitterness of the chocolate goes well with the sweet rum sauce and coconut ice cream. Despite the pansies being just a garnish, their fragrance enhances the chocolate notes of the dessert. Sasha eats the dessert happily, humming as she gets every last crumb and bit of sauce.

Nicolo pays the cheque, adds a hefty tip, and sends their waiter off with a grateful message to the chef for the wonderful meal tonight. As he and Sasha exit the restaurant and make their way to their car, he drapes his blazer over her shoulders to help shield her from the cold night air.

“I’m glad you enjoyed the food so much,” Nicolo says. His arm hangs around her shoulders, pulling her in close as their steps fall in sync. He tries not to sound jealous as he remarks, “You seemed so delighted by the food that you didn’t even talk in between.”

To his surprise, Sasha doesn’t reply. She just hums in response. When he looks down, he sees her cheeks are flushed and she casts her eyes down towards the sidewalk like she’s embarrassed. For a moment, Nicolo is horrified. Could it be that he had misinterpreted her silence? It wasn’t that she was too delighted by the food that it rendered he speechless. Maybe it had been that the food was so lacking that she couldn’t find any words to compliment the dishes at all.

“Did you hate it? Oh god, did you hate it, Sasha?” Nicolo asks. All this time he had thought she was enjoying herself, but she had simply been feigning delight out of politeness. “Should I have taken you somewhere else? God, I ruined everything and on Valentine’s Day, too.”

Sasha looks up in alarm and begins to wave her hands. “No, no. It’s not that, the food was amazing it’s just that ... well, I really just prefer your food the most. You cook for us all the time, though. Being able to eat with you somewhere else is fun and it also gives you a chance to rest,” Sasha says. She speaks quickly to clear up the misunderstanding, her eyes flitting between Nicolo’s face and the ground.

Nicolo stops suddenly and Sasha turns around in surprise. He’s grinning from ear to ear and his arm drops from his girlfriend’s shoulders. He takes her by the shoulders, pulling her into press a kiss against her unsuspecting mouth.

“Wh-what was that for?” Sasha laughs.

“Truth be told, I was a bit jealous seeing you enjoy food from someone who wasn’t me, so hearing that you prefer my cooking makes me feel so ... happy,” Nicolo breathes as he pulls Sasha in for an embrace. “Let’s go home and I’ll cook you everything you want.”

“Really?” Sasha asks in surprise, wiggling in his arms delightedly. She pulls away a little to look at his face and make sure he isn’t joking. “We just ate dinner, though.”

“So you don’t want to me to make you food?” Nicolo teases.

“No, no! I’ll eat everything you make me and I won’t leave a single crumb!” Sasha says excitedly, already tugging her boyfriend behind her as she leads him towards the car.

#nicosasha #sasha braus #niccolo #snk #modern au #requests #asks #anonymous #anon #answered

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