#sasha x reader

[azurewitchxx]

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thank you!

so can i request dating headcanons for sasha (from bratz) x gender-neutral reader? thanks a lot, and have a nice day(◍•ᴗ•◍)

Sasha (Bratz) Dating Headcanons

Sasha loves coordinating outfits, but she’s too cool for full matching. Instead, she’ll insist on a subtle, cohesive detail: perhaps you both wear the same shade of bright lip gloss (regardless of your gender presentation), have matching chain belts, or rock shoes in the same bold color palette.

Before a big event, Sasha always hosts a private fashion show just for you. She models her top two or three outfit choices and absolutely trusts your opinion above anyone else's, even Jade's. Your approval means everything to her.

She loves swapping accessories. If you have a really cool beanie or a statement watch, she's snatching it for the day and leaving you one of her signature necklaces or a killer pair of sunglasses as collateral.

Your dates are never boring. She's always scouting out the best underground hip-hop shows, poetry slams, or DJ battles in town. You spend half the night standing near the speakers, soaking up the energy, and the other half critiquing the performers over milkshakes afterward.

If there's music, she's moving, and she expects you to keep up! Her favorite dates are when she can just let loose on the dance floor. She doesn't care if you're a great dancer; she cares that you're having fun with her. She'll occasionally pause, grab your face, and shout a compliment about your rhythm over the bass.

Sasha is fiercely ambitious, and she loves that you are too. Instead of regular study sessions, you have "Ambition Meetings" where you bounce ideas off each other for your next big project, whether it’s a clothing line, a band, or a community event. She's your greatest hype person and accountability partner.

Sasha's primary way of showing affection is through intense affirmation. If you're feeling down or insecure about a project, she immediately goes into "Bunny Boo" mode, showering you with reasons why you're talented, stylish, and unstoppable. Her pep talks could inspire armies.

She's not big on mushy public displays, but she insists on holding your hand whenever you walk together. It’s always an assertive, confident hold, often swinging your arms in rhythm to an imaginary beat only she can hear.

When it’s just the two of you at home, Sasha is surprisingly quiet and affectionate. She'll put on low-volume jazz or R&B, curl up next to you, and just groove softly while you talk about your day. Those moments of calm, focused attention are her most intimate.

She doesn't deal well with sadness, mainly because she wants you to be as strong as she sees you. If you cry, she doesn't use soft platitudes; she focuses on fixing the problem. "Okay, we're not crying, we're strategizing. Tell me exactly what happened, and we'll burn it down and rebuild it better. Right now."

She is the last person you should try to lie to or hide things from. Her intuition is razor-sharp. She needs complete honesty and expects you to be direct, even when it's hard.

She views your relationship as a powerful team. You're both going places, and you're going there together. She's constantly pushing you to be your best self because she knows being with you makes her better, too.

While she loves a good dramatic runway walk, she hates relationship drama. She'd rather have a direct, five-minute argument and resolve it immediately than let tension simmer. "Talk it out now, or we're missing the show tonight!"

[lenessence]

𖦹 sasha would do anything for free food.

yes, even faking a proposal for desert. every once in a while when the two of you go out sasha gives you the look. that means that she's about to pop the question around the time the waiter will ask if you want desert.

every time she asks, she goes all out. gets on one knee, a mini speech that's different every time, and maybe even sheds a tear. you can't complain, the chocolate cake is really good even if it is built on lies. though the two of you take it completely seriously, so how much of it is actually deceptive? when you say yes with cute sniffles and accept the compliments from the surrounding tables, does fhat mean that a part of you truly wants to get married.

sometimes you consider that maybe it's not just for the food, but it is sasha you're talking about.

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[demisofphoenixdrop]

THE ASK I SENT WAS SUPPOSED TO GO TO A DIFFERENT BLOG WAIT IM SO SORRY IM JUST NOW REALIZING I GOT YOU TWO MIXED UP SOBS SASHA x SHADOW KNIGHT READER (MCD)

LMAOOOOO YOURE SO CHILL DW I WAS GUNNA GIVE IT A SHOT BC YOURE SO ACTIVE ON MY BLOG BUT THIS IS WAY MORE IN MY WHEELHOUSE

Here's my best shot! I don't think I've ever written Sasha before-

Sasha x Masc Shadow Knight Reader

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The Nether was organized once upon a time. Gene kept a tight leash on his troops, and for a while it was fine. They ran drills and worked their skills so they'd be ready when the Shadow Lord found the right body.

Everything went sideways when Zenix came back. He tore open the realm barrier and sucked the magic out of your comrades like they were fruit off the vine. There was a way out just behind him. You had to make it past. You ran alongside a half dozen other shadow knights.

Zenix cracked a wild grin and swung his blade, reducing most of them to dust. Pain burst from your side. Not a good sign, but there was no time. You kept pushing. Zenix's presence grew at your back and your hair stood on end. You were going to die.

Suddenly, the oppressive force halted, stopped by something more interesting than you. Zenix lunged after Gene, who was racing along the bridge back into the fortress, and you watched, clutching your side.

Sasha appeared at your side. "That illusion should distract him for a bit. We have to move."

She yanked you along to the wobbling rift and shoved you through, then hopped in after. You tumbled out the other side into a damp, dim cave. The light of the portal cast purple shadows across the stone, but the air was so much cleaner. Back in the overworld at last. Still, you fought back the panic rising in your chest.

Sasha leaned against the wall of the cave, forcing breath in and out of her body.

"He's gone mad." You wheezed, staring at the swirling portal.

"We have to get out of here. If he comes back through, we're next."

She wrapped an arm around your waist and draped yours across her shoulders. She was sturdy and had very little trouble hauling you up the stairs (who builds stairs in a cave?) and out into the setting sun.

"We'll get to Bright Port and then I'll patch you up." She said, leading the way through the abandoned village.

"I'm fine. We can make it further."

"That's the adrenaline talking."

"I'm-"

You were not fine, actually. You doubled over, and Sasha hurriedly leaned you up against a sturdy tree.

"We're doing this now." She said firmly. She pulled a potion bottle from her hip and popped the cork.

Your side felt like it was on fire. You hadn't felt pain like this since you'd died. Sasha helped peel off your sweat-sticky shirt and assessed the damage. She didn't say a word. She just poured half the contents of the bottle directly onto the wound.

"AGH!" You hissed and recoiled.

"That'll start the healing process. Sit still. I'm going to set up camp."

"But we're not far enough from the portal."

"You can't move any more tonight."

"If Zenix comes-"

"I'll make him regret this." Sasha said, staring at the stab wound.

She gathered firewood and set up a campfire on the edge of the woods. Neither of you needed to eat, so you agreed to wait until you made it to civilization. First meal back had to be special, after all.

Sasha sat beside you, poking the fire with a stick while you took small sips of the other half of her potion.

"I'm glad we made it out." She said finally.

"Thank you for helping me."

"I hated you the least. Besides, I thought you could be a good asset while I looked for someone who can help. Nothing more."

"That's why you're being so helpful, right? Because I'm so useful?" You cocked an eyebrow at her. She flushed.

"Exactly. This is a tactical move."

"Right. Tactical."

[fandomnerd9602]

Can you do headcannons of sasha bordeaux (Peacemaker season 2) with male reader who is Chris's brother who ran away from his father's cruelty.

SFW Headcanons

You met working for Argus. You wanted nothing to do with your family.

Sasha is initially wary of you purely because you’re related to Peacemaker, but quickly realizes you’re far more grounded than your brother.

You bond rather quickly. Sasha finds herself enjoying your company both as a partner and as a field agent.

Sasha respects that you actively try to be better than the environment you were raised in, and that earns her trust fast.

She’s blunt with you in a way that feels refreshing rather than harsh, never sugarcoating the danger of your world.

Team missions pair you together often because you’re calm under pressure and she’s ruthlessly efficient.

She appreciates that you don’t flirt constantly and instead let attraction build naturally.

Sasha is protective of you in the field, even if she pretends it’s purely tactical.

You’re one of the few people who can make her laugh unexpectedly, usually with dry, well-timed humor.

She absolutely refuses to let Peacemaker tease you about her, shutting him down instantly.

Quiet nights decompressing together—cleaning weapons, sharing drinks, sitting in silence—become your thing.

She loves hugging you from behind when you’re doing something domestic like cooking or cleaning the dishes.

NSFW / Suggestive Headcanons

Sasha prefers intimacy that’s quiet, intense, and purposeful rather than overly sentimental.

She’s dominant without trying to be, confident in a way that makes following her lead feel natural.

Eye contact is her weakness—once she locks onto you, it’s hard to look away.

She enjoys backing you against walls or doorframes, testing your composure with proximity alone.

Physical affection is deliberate: firm grips, close whispers, and lingering touches that say more than words.

She likes knowing she’s the one who breaks your focus after a long mission.

She’ll take you anywhere if you let her. Her office. Yours. A broom closet. A car.

There’s a subtle thrill for her in wanting Peacemaker’s brother, though she’d never admit it aloud.

Post-intimacy, she’s surprisingly soft—fingers tracing absentminded patterns as she unwinds.

She trusts you enough to let her guard fully down only when you’re alone together.

Whatever happens between you stays private, unspoken, and fiercely protected.

[c4sings6]

twin can u write something where sasha eats us out like ik shes SKILLED at it...😛

౨ৎ ⋆｡˚ warnings :: oral ; fingering ; slight bruising ; squirting ; sasha being a tease idk .

as everyone’s beliefs, sasha is not a eater, she’s a MUNCH. she starts off things slow, by leaving sloppy kisses all over from your neck to your stomach. she does this to get you worked up and wet (and it works every damn time).

once she reaches for your pants, she doesn’t even leave you completely bare; she softly licks over your panties to soak the under garment, as in to be a tease. she does this a few times to hear you whimper pleads out. “sasha.. please, take them off” “you gotta be patient”. sucking and licking at your already throbbing clit through your panties is a sight she would worship.

when she slips your underwear off, the first things she does is leaving kisses and soft bites on your thighs, purposely avoiding the space in between. but, since she’s thirsty, that little game of hers doesn’t last long, ‘cause in a less then ten seconds she dives in, quite literally.

sucking and slurping at your clit, switching her tongue from it to your entrance, doing this once in a while as a constant loop. she does it so good that you can’t help but trap her head with your thighs, to the point that she has to bite them to get free.

“oh God, babe! didn’t know you were enjoying this that much”

you moan and gasp at all the feelings you’re witnessing, but they’re increased when sasha slips a finger into your hole, moving it back and forth. you already feel so full with it, indeed your pussy spurts little amounts of cum, which is something that she absolutely loves.

“you feel so tight around me. are you close?”

your mind is foggy, your eyes hazy as look down at her. her tongue travels back to your clit, sucking it even harsher than before to the point that she’s grazing it. her fingers give a last curl and you can’t even warn her when you cum, your squirt splashing all over her face.

and she’s surprised as hell every time you do it! not that she doesn’t enjoy it too, and it’s not even the first time it happens, she just gets caught in the moment to even realize. plus, she doesn’t really expect to be this good but she is, so here’s the consequences.

tags . . . @solaraaaaa @bewitched-pearl @mimiruuna @mskhlo @pancakes21 @bbatzvil @diouna

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[sexlapis]

sasha braus x female!reader

smut, short fic, oral, tribbing, ass humping, no pronouns

a/n: i love writing for dead-adjacent fandoms and unpopular characters nobody else ever writes for!

masterlists

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morning sex with sasha would be so hot and desperate.

you wake up to a face and a head of hair in-between your legs and soft, cushion lips wrapped around you sensitive clit.

a hand of yours subconsciously finds its way to sasha’s auburn hair, fingers webbing and weaving through her autumn, silk tresses.

she moans into your cunt at your touch. big, topaz-coloured eyes peel open to look up at you, drowsy and drunk off your soaked pussy. she rocks her head side to side momentarily, causing your hips to jerk upwards into her inviting, intoxicating mouth before she pulls away completely.

sasha grins. “i was wondering when you’d wake up.”

you don’t have the energy to respond. you’re too delirious from being woken up so intimately and you’re distracted by her plump breasts and erect, brown nipples.

sasha wipes her mouth with her wrist and sits up, crawling to you and kissing you. she makes you taste yourself, your salty essence, her lips, her nose pressed against your cheek, her hard nipples chafing against your ones deliciously.

you need to feel her right now.

sasha moans a chuckle when you start tweaking at her nipples, rolling then between your finger tips and feeling them harden under your lazy touch.

she bites her lip, pushing your hands off her. sasha reaches down to her cunt, where she has been dolefully hiding her own arousal. slim fingers part her folds, enclosed with a all-encompassing tuft of brown hair that is now shiny and slick with her juices.

your mouth waters. you lick your lips.

“i know you want to eat my pussy right now,” sasha starts, in a all-knowing type of tone, “but, i really want to do this instead. maybe you’ll like the view more.” she finishes with a wink.

sasha’s climbing over you, straddling your lap and facing away, giving you the perfect view of her ass.

she paws at her cunt again, opening herself and aligning herself with your cunt. she smoothly sinks down, successfully colliding her clit with your own in a wet, soft kiss.

the two of you moan in unison at the mind-buzzing sensation of your clits mashing together. the both of you soaked one another.

“oh, jeez…” sasha whines, gripping her ass. slowly her surely, she begins to grind her hips back and forth, moving her pussy over yours.

you groan, completely at her mercy. if the feeling of her squishy cunt moving over yours wasn’t enough, the visual of the globes of her ass moving and rippling with the movement of her grinds will send you over the edge.

“shit.” you curse.

you shoo sasha’s hands away from her fat ass and simply replace them with your own. relentlessly, you grip and fondle with it, admiring the tan of her skin, leaving temporary marks in the wake of your touches and swatting her cheek just to watch it bounce.

sasha giggles, looking back at you. “do you like my ass that much?”

“it’s hard not to…”

she huffs, making a point to wiggle her ass, muffling her laugh as you groan loudly.

you smack one cheek harshly, making her gasp, before grabbing her hips. “move faster, baby.”

“as you wish.”

she falls forward, hands steady on your knees. her hips rotate, making grand, quick circles over you clit with hers, moans bursting out of her mouth with each movement.

“that’s it…yesss, baby, make yourself cum.”

sasha whimpers at your words and at the heat building up in her pussy.

sasha’s erratic movements blur, going crazy and losing herself on your cunt. the squelching and slapping sounds of your most intimate parts connecting echos throughout the bedroom.

“i’m cumming..” sasha yelps. “i’m cumming!”

her hips twitch, her pace stuttering as she reaches her high. sasha is loud, moaning the house down as she fucks herself through her intense high. immediately, you feel her become infinitely wetter, drenching all over your pussy. you feel a droplet run down your inner thigh.

you grunt.

you sit up abruptly, flipping sasha over. she yells in shock.

“huh?!”

“shhhh, just let me do this…”

you prop her up on her hands and knees, quick, presenting her glorious ass to you before grinding your pussy on her plush ass.

“seriously?” sasha asks, incredulously. she’s almost shocked at your shamelessness.

“you know how i said i loved your ass?”

sasha rolls her eyes. but her flushed cheeks and the bite of her lip attempting to hide her smile suggest that it’s not annoyance she feels.

she shoves her face into the sheets at you fuck the fat of her ass, clit rubbing and leaving wetness on her plumpness.

sasha’s ass must be heaven sent, truly. large, round and perfect. it bounces up and down on your hips with each of your thrusts.

after her mouth on you, her clit on yours and now your clit on her ass, it doesn’t take long for you for reach you peak.

a couple more grinds of your clit on her ass is all it takes, helped by sasha circling her hips on your cunt.

a deep moan brews within you, releasing when you cum, slowly grinding on her ass and coming down from your high.

“fuck.”

sasha falls onto her stomach. her ass shines with your wetness. she tilts her head to look at her ass.

she scrunches her nose. “you’re so gross.”

you just smirk at her, pecking her lips. “i love you too.”

a/n: those that get it, get it.

[scariusaquarius]

ангел снега.

CHRISTMAS ADVENT BONANZA 2K24 Day 7: Snow Angels, Alexander 'Sasha' Kozachenko aka Buddy

Alexander 'Sasha' Kozachenko x Fem! Reader Summary: Angels in the snow could only mean one thing: you were going to be coming back to him soon.

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A/n: I decided to do something sweet and simple for Sasha <3 idk how the school times and whatnot work overseas, so I did go with an american school day, if that's okay ;-;

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Genre: Romance, Fluff Rated: Everyone Warning: Fluff, maybe a tid bit of angst?

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Author: ScariusAquarius

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His eyes were exhausted as he gazed down the book he was reading, the distant sound of children playing outside catching his ear every once in a while. When the bell for the school rang and signaled that it was halfway through recess, Sasha's head lifted slightly, and he glanced out the window.

Excitement filled his veins, and Sasha slowly rolled his wheelchair to stare out of the window at the playground. Snow was falling, the ground blanketed heavily and glistening in the winter sun.

Children were throwing snowballs and diving into the snow and making snow angels, and Sasha smiled gently. Snow angels could only mean one thing.

You were going to be coming home soon.

Sasha glanced down, taking out his wallet to open it up. Shoulders relaxing, Sasha couldn't help but to blush and chuckle to himself as he looked down at a picture of you, your arms around his shoulders as Sasha just rolled his eyes.

It was the day after he had been released from the hospital after Leon had shot him to kill the plagas he had infected himself with in order to fight for the independence of the Eastern Slav Republic.

While Leon had gone back to the states to continue his vacation, you had stayed behind to help the government tie up any loose ends and destroy any more B.O.W's.

However, when your time wasn't spent cleaning up Svetlana's mess, you were at the hospital and keeping him company; telling him about what was happening as he was recovering and letting him know how Svetlana's treason case was going.

He didn't know when he started to enjoy your company, when his heart stopped hurting every time he thought about Irina, when it began to race within your presence instead.

Sasha didn't know when he began to anticipate your visits and your talks or when you would take him to the public pool in the untouched parts of the city to help him with his physical therapy.

When you were called back to the US, Sasha had been devasted until about a year later. Apparently, thanks to you, Leon, and a woman named Hunnigan, bugging the DSO Director, you told him that you would be stationed in Europe every winter since the winter months tended to be a slow time for the DSO anyway.

And so, Sasha began to anticipate the winter months; the snow almost like a calling card for you. Sasha knew that when the ground glistened like diamonds, when mulled wine filled his cup, and when the scent of pine filled the air; you would be coming home to him.

The bell rang again, and Sasha was brought out of his thoughts by the children filing into the classroom. They were all talking loud, rosy cheeks and coats covered in snow, and Sasha sighed gently with a smile.

"Alright, make sure to place your coats onto the coat rack. We don't want the floor to get wet and become dangerous."

The kids all answered enthusiastically, and Sasha wheeled himself back to his desk, beginning to get his materials ready when one of his kids exclaimed with excitement.

"Miss (L/n)! Miss (L/n)!"

Sasha's gaze shot up, and there you were, his snow angel in the flesh. You were bundled up heavily, putting on a show for the kids as you took your scarf off.

"My, oh my! It's so cold out there, I think I almost froze on the way here!"

The kids laughed as they crowded around you, and Sasha was further surprised to see Leon peeking over your shoulder with a smirk, teasing you as he shook his gloves off.

"If I had known any better, I'd say you did with how bad you were shivering on the way here."

"Oh, don't listen to him, kids! He's just grumpy because I wouldn't let him drive."

Your gaze met Sasha's, and he couldn't even stop himself from smiling widely, his neck becoming hot as he blushed.

"I wasn't expecting company."

You giggled and walked around the children to pull up a stool and sit beside him, winking at him as you gave him a gift.

"I decided to save Leon from Director Simmons' excessive summons."

"She didn't even tell me where we were going until we were already in the boarding area of the airport."

Leon made a face at you before smirking at Sasha, clapping his shoulder gently.

"But, it's nice to see you, Buddy."

Sasha's heart was warm; filled to the brim with love and appreciation that his eyes became glassy, hiding the emotional tears that threatened to fall as he looked into the gift bag.

"My friends call me Sasha...if that's alright with you."

Leon grinned and one of the kids came up to the desk, exclaiming at you.

"Miss (Y/n), are you gonna do story time for us?"

The kids began to crowd you again, and you laughed loudly, Sasha unable to keep his gaze off of you as you interacted with the kids. Hell, he couldn't even be upset that the lesson he had planned was now null for the day; just happy that his snow angel was back.

You had finally come home to him again, and Sasha couldn't be more in love.

END DAY 7

[azurewitchxx]

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