#askscoutsasha

[nyanbinyuri]

"Bertholdt...help..." Sasha leaned against the nearest tree, her entire body covered in cuts and bruises, oozing blood at every chance it got. Her one ankle was bent at a strange angle, most likely broken since she couldn't walk on it. There was even a cut on her head that was bleeding straight down into her eye. At least she'd reached where his squad was finally. ((Thought I'd throw you a starter since you wanted to rp!))

”Sasha are you alright?!” he asked frantically as he ran to her side and trying to support her in his arms.

[theshortblondeboy]

askscoutsasha replied to your post: (( ooc: Ahhh. I ended up calling in sick because I...

((Feel better soon!!))

(( Thank you!! I'm feeling somewhat better with all the rest I had. Thank you again :'D ))

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lEGOUT

(( LEGOUT IS ALWAYS HERE. No one can escape Legout, ha ha xD ))

[strawberryusagichan-blog]

"Hey Mikasa, do you have a jacket I could borrow? I may have stained mine..."

"Hm? Sure, Sasha!" she quickly began rustling through her things. How many jackets could this potato girl stain? "Ah~ here it is…" She handed Sasha the jacket, smiling warmly. This had practically become routine now.

"Just how did you manage to stain it this time? I’m eventually gonna run out of spares, you know..” she said, chuckling lightly as she did.

[ask-the-potato-girl-braus]

ASK-SCOUT-SASHA SAID: ((IT WILL BE A BEAUTIFUL WEDDING WITH MUCH FOOD AND LOTS OF PRETTY FLOWERS))

((You had me at food.))

[misssashabraus]

♣ , ♦, ↕ , φ, ≡, Ω, ♥, and ◘.

♣ - Sexuality :I never really gave it much thought but lately I’ve come to a conclusion I wouldn’t have made 2 years ago. I am pansexual.

♦ - Relationship Status: Single

↕ - State/Country you’re from: Puerto Rico

φ - Post your Tumblr Crushes: Thank God its plural! Seriously everyone needs to stop being so cute~ ask-scout-sasha, ask-irl-bertl, collasal-bertholdt, asktheconnster  I love these guys because they're amazing at what they do

≡ - Most recent game played: Dissidia: Final Fantasy Duodecim

Ω - Got any Tumblr “Senpai’s” and if so who?: ask-irl-bertl The reason why I started this blog

♥ - Top Celebrity crush: Gee um I really don’t remember. Garret Hedlund? Yeah its definitely him

◘ - Random Fact about Mun: I have a slight fear phobia  of fish.

[ask-the-hanji]

Hanji, if you were to get say a 7m class titan, what would you name it?

That’s a really difficult question…

I don’t think I could tell you a name on the spot because I feel there needs to be a connection between me and the titan. I named Sawney and Bean those specific names because that is what I got from them when I interacted with them.

So I can’t really tell you a random name off hand… Sorry, Sasha!

[askirlymir]

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It would happen in practice. Sasha was always unpredictable when it came to her movements in the gear. She’d flip about, cutting in front of anyone and everyone mercilessly. 

Ymir was approaching her first and only target - she needed one to pass, and though she *could* always go for more, why bother, right? Besides, she didn’t want to upstage her partner. Nearing the silicon target designated as the makeshift neck, Ymir drew her blades, ready to strike with purpose slack. Until, of course, Braus jumped in.

"Sasha!" Ymir exclaimed. "You big oaf! Move aside or el-" she was cut off with a jerk, caused by tangled wires. As Braus made attempts to ambus the figure, her dangling lines twisted around the freckled terror’s. The two danced in a fit of desperation, trying relentlessly to free themselves from the catch. And then, as if the strings of destiny intended for utter humiliation, Ymir happened to look up as Sasha was to lean forward. Their lips graze, and for a moment, all Ymir could think about was how surprisingly tender they were. The linger would have lasted if it were not for Christa’s cries of worry and confusion. Snapping out of it then, Ymir retracted her wires, and began to freefall before suddenly releasing them once again and flying off as quickly as possible. She never spoke of that moment, though occasionally Ymir will recall that fateful day, and it leaves a scarlet color on her face as deep as the blush she had when escaping the scene.