shut up

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bruisedcamo‌:

typical sasha. indy should be used to the other girl putting the blame on anyone but herself by now, but somehow, her selfishness still managed to both shock and surprise her. god, imagine if they’d somehow managed to work their shit out? indy was glad she’d fucking dodged the bullet that was sasha and her mess. “i didn’t do anything to you, sasha,” indy said, voice raising slightly as she fought back, “actually, all i did when you went ‘missing’ was look for you and defend you, but all you care about is yourself. you keep digging a deeper hole for yourself every time you open your mouth.”

Sasha’s gaze narrowed on Indy, but her lips pulled just as tight. She stared at her, boiling with hatred for this woman who had done nothing but besmirch her name since the incident she wanted nothing more than to forget. Nobody in this town understood what she went to because of her father. From her very first breath, his name preceded her wherever she went, and it fucking suffocated her. Anyone would crack under the pressure, but of course when she finally did? She was only met with ‘called its’ and ‘I told you sos’. Even from Indy, one of the very few people she thought she could trust. The memory of the betrayal wrenched her heart over itself again, and Sasha lost all care for her again.

“Fuck you, Indy. You’re nothing but a heartless bitch, and I’m just making everyone in the town see that before it’s too late like it was for me.”

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fawnlockwood‌:

“You think you deserved my vote ‘cause you cut off your murderer father? Damn, babe, your bar’s on the ground, huh?” Mostly, Sam was teasing — it was just funny to press Sasha’s buttons. “I mean, yeah, just, you know, not killing a constituent would be leading completely differently, but, like, I don’t know about that, even – you’re putting out a ton of murder vibes. Not even just right now. Just, like, in general.”

“Well, I think I deserved more votes than fucking Karen!” Sasha exclaimed, throwing her hands in the air like the dramatic bitch she was. God, Regina George was quaking. She let out a growl of frustration as her hands landed back on her bed with a heavy thump. “And if people aren’t going to vote for me because of my dad, then they damn well shouldn’t not vote for me because of my dad. What a double fucking standard. And you are about two seconds away from getting murdered, don’t test me. Sam, I swear to god, if you voted for fucking Karen this is about to be your last breath.”

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sparkleshineeva‌:

“I mean not exactly… I tried to weigh my options… But I just didn’t want to hurt anyone…” Eva was shaking in actual fear as Sasha screamed at her. She didn’t dare bring up she wasn’t even sure if her vote counted. It would have made things worse. “I’m sorry…” she wished in her heart of hearts that anyone else on that ballot had won. Maybe this conversation wouldn’t be happening.

“You know what hurts people? Uninformed voting. You might as well have not voted at all. You’re an embarrassment and a danger to our society at large. You better be sorry.” As she spoke, Sasha leaned closer to Eva. Their faces hovered just inches from each other’s, and Sasha’s bore an icy glare. Her voice was threateningly low, each word barely a dangerous whisper. “I don’t know how you even live with yourself.”

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sparkleshineeva‌:

Eva didn’t expect to suddenly be yelled about the election. One she personally forgot about until this happened. “I just closed my eyes and picked!” She admitted. “I didn’t know who to pick really I just… Picked… Randomly…”

“You just picked? Randomly? You’re telling me that the weight of an entire town and every single person who lives here, and you closed your eyes and picked?” Sasha demanded, her voice quickly scaling to the sky in pitch while her eyes narrowed with shocked disgust. She was angry before, but angry at the world. This overgrown toddler in a green wig made the horrible mistake of giving Sasha a very real target for what had now escalated into fury. “You’re an embarrassment to the entire system of democracy and the name of justice. I hope you feel ashamed because that wouldn’t even begin to cover it.”

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fawnlockwood‌:

“Well, your dad was just kinda, like, impeached for murder,” Sam reminded with a snort. “I know small towns have long memories or whatever and blah blah blah, but that literally just happened. Like, if Sasha or Malia had run after Obama, but Obama had killed someone – which, like, he did, but presidents are just like that – but if Obama had, like, executed someone on television or something, who would’ve voted for Sasha or Malia? No one wants whatever fucked up political dynasty you’re goin’ for here, babe.”

“I’m not going for a political dynasty. Do I look like Jeb! fucking Bush to you? Last time I checked I’m not white or part chipmunk,” Sasha huffed and rolled her eyes at Sam’s condescending tone. (It doesn’t matter if Sam didn’t actually sound condescending, this is Sasha’s internal monologue.) “Didn’t you hear? I’m the one that turned him in. I cut all ties with him, and I’m going to lead completely differently than him. I’m going to be the best fucking mayor this town has ever seen, so you better watch your tone with me.”

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bruisedcamo‌:

the idea of sasha goldblum being mayor was enough to have indy ready to pack her bags and leave town, but being the struggling artist that she was, she knew doing so just wasn’t possible. so, she’d have to suck it up and deal with it like a big girl, but that didn’t mean she had to like the fact that her ex, or whatever sasha was, was about to rule over the town she’d always called home. since the evil queen’s crowning, indy had managed to avoid her, but she knew that wouldn’t be possible forever. unfortunately. “is that even a real question?” she said sarcastically when sasha pointed her out of the crowd, “you faked your own kidnapping and put us all through hell whenever you found your daddy’s computer login details. no one here actually likes you.”

Sasha rolled her eyes at Indy’s whining. Did she really expect the overgrown Bratz doll to vote for her? Perhaps not. But she wanted to at least hear the reasoning from her mouth, and of course it was just as pathetic as Sasha expected! “You’re literally so sad and pathetic,” Sasha scoffed at her with a toss of her hair. “I was ready to turn over a new leaf, but you people make it literally impossible. And I’d hardly call telling people the truth about you ‘putting you through hell.’ If you thought it was so bad, maybe you shouldn’t have done it in the first place.”

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Shambles was probably an apt description for Sasha’s life just last week, but now? Well, now...everything was falling into place. It was always her father’s plan for her to take his seat as mayor after he retired from office, and she always resented it. After The Incident, however, she had a change of heart, and she was prepared to turn over a new leaf and serve the people of Cape Hazel like the true leader they needed...then literally zero of those rats voted for her! She got zero fucking votes! Luckily, this town will never not be a shitshow, so in some twisted logic the town council named her mayor after the three-way tie between the other fuckheads, and Sasha rightfully won the crown. Er, seat. Now that everyone was stuck with her as MAYOR!!!, she was ready to lay out the revenge they all deserved. She strutted down Main Street with a violent smirk glowing in her eyes and barked at the first person she saw. “Hey, you. Why didn’t you vote for me?”