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#🌵 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒘 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒊𝒔 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅 / answered.
scarredsands · 6 months
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how often do they take a shower/bath?
do they have specific shampoos, conditioners and body wash, or do they go with a 3-in-1?
mundane headcanons | accepting!
Saya generally showers at the end of every day, before bed. She spends a lot of time out in the desert sands and heat, or working on her bike (or other vehicles). She likes to wash off all of the dirt, grime, sweat, grease, and oil she might find herself getting into before jumping into bed. Even the moments where she's inebriated to high hell, she will try to get in the shower (even if it means sitting on the floor) to wash herself off in some capacity.
As far as actual baths go, she enjoys taking baths in the cooler winter months, and will often forgo showers for baths instead. Baths were always the 'closest' thing to swimming she had (despite not even knowing how to swim), and to her, baths feel luxurious in a weird way. She tends to enjoy taking baths with scented bubbles, salts, or bath bombs and will tend to have a tray of food with her. As well as that, her tub in Realgam has a television over it, so it really is the perfect way for her to de-stress and unwind.
For her soaps, Saya does have all of them separate. In the past as a child, she did used to use the lower-class friendly Suave kid's 3-in-1 simply due to the cost effectiveness, and she really didn't care or understand the nuances of having things separate at the time.
Now that she has some more money? It's all separate. She won't spend more than 10 dollars (individually) on her shampoo, conditioner, and body wash since she really has no reason to and honestly doesn't see the point. The scents she picks are generally all floral in nature, specifically rose-scented - it's in her name, after all.
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scarredsands · 6 months
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what kind of dreams to they tend to have?
mundane headcanons | accepting! also asked by @pridepoisoned (thank you dan!!)
Saya's dreams are all over the place generally, touching upon the bizarre and nonsensical, or dipping into various traumas she's experienced through her life. Sometimes she'll wake up from a dream and have no explanation for what happened, other times she'll woke up shaken from what she had to relive and experience while asleep.
Her favorite dreams tend to be the ones she has no recollection of upon waking up.
Lately however, her dreams have involved her grandfather in various facets of life - something she assumes is part of the natural grieving process she is still going through. When she dreams, it's very vivid (much to her chagrin), and every detail is down to a perfect t. At her core, she knows he isn't alive anymore. She knows this, but in her dreams when he's there? It's like nothing ever happened. It's as if he never left. Saya hasn't achieved lucid dreaming yet so she can't control or change what the dream is about, but she's had her moments where she's been able to talk to him.
They've been on the subway before, like old times when Saya was young, and before he got too sick to leave. They've been in their old home in The Under before everything went wrong and it was shut down. They've been out in the middle of the desert, where he's said words she wasn't able to catch and cannot remember upon waking up. She knows he is dead, but she can't bring herself to confront that fact even in her dreams. It's something she despises confronting in her waking life, even still.
One day, in her dreams, there will come a time where she'll be able to look at him and say "you're supposed to be dead - you're not supposed to be here". But for now, she will take these dreams over the others she's had to deal with.
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scarredsands · 6 months
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do they tend to wake up early and take their time, or would they rather rush it?
mundane headcanons | accepting!
Saya is not an early riser at all, unless she knows something is going on the next day. At times, the sun is rising by the time she actually gets to bed. Whenever she does wake up in the morning (or afternoon), she isn't one to rush out of bed immediately. She likes to lay there for a while on her phone, or continuing to doze on and off until she finally feels ready to get up.
For the times where she is expecting something to go on the next day (such as a Colosseum battle, or they're expecting a challenger at Realgam), she'll be up fairly early, begrudgingly. She can't laze around as much as she'd like during these times! Saya still isn't someone to rush through her morning routine, especially when she has to get into her outfit and get done up for Elite Four challengers. She really hates feeling rushed, either by time, by herself, or by other people, so she will wake up as early as 7am (despite likely having gone to bed two hours prior) to ensure she has plenty of wiggle room.
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scarredsands · 1 year
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There's something left on her bike, loosely attached by a cable tie or some other form of attachment. It's some... Assortment of flowers, terribly arranged, but still an assortment nonetheless, and with a note of some sort attached to boot! It reads as the following, though it's only just legible: "I know what you're thinking. Something along the lines of 'ow the fuck did 'e know??? It's not hard to find things out, you of all people should know that, especially when it's me finding something out. Still. Don't ask me what the flowers are, I don't know. I got them in the desert myself. Still. Happy birthday Saya, I know it ain't much, at least not what anyone can see. But do me a favour, yeah? Take a look inside the petals of the largest flower." Inside could be found a boat ticket to Paldea, oh the look he imagined there'd be on her face when he put that in there, it was priceless. "I'll see you there, yeah?" -Alistair.
Saya notices the flowers on her bike right away. The pops of color stand out immediately against the desert and rusted parts of the bike. She steadily approaches, an air of curiosity around her as she spots the note. She takes that first, starting to read over it. As soon as she read the first few lines, she already knew who it was from almost immediately.
Alistair.
Suddenly, the flowers and note became much more touching, and much more personal. She picks up the bouquet carefully, looking over the flowers. The arrangement was... something, but she didn't think to dwell on it for long at all. The fact that he took time to not only find the flowers in the desert, and put them together for her like this... She even spotted a few desert roses. It felt like her heart was going to melt right out of her ribcage.
She continued reading the note, brows knitting together for a moment. The largest flower... Saya did as the note read, soon pulling out a ticket. A ticket to Paldea. That sly fucker. Now she wouldn't have to worry about how she was going to get there. The idea of being caught, or somehow not making it. It was all but guaranteed. Saya felt the burn of tears behind her eyes, a feeling she quickly blinked away. Of course he would include that - he thought of everything, really.
There was a tiny, genuine laugh that left her at the final line, heartbeat loud in her ears.
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"Course I'll see y'there, asshole. Yer gonna be th'first person I go n' find."
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scarredsands · 1 year
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🌙 MOON - what is your oc's greatest wish? how far are they willing to go for it?
𝐎𝐂 𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐉𝐈 𝐀𝐒𝐊𝐒! | accepting!
One of Saya’s greatest wishes is for Orre to get an established League of some kind. Doesn’t have to be the traditional eight gyms that most other regions have, but a League of some kind. Something that can put the region on the map, rather than being forcefully kept in the dark and off to the side as if the rest of the world is ashamed over Orre. Even with the dark past of Shadow Pokemon, and the reputation it’s gained as a region full of thugs and ruffians, she still loves Orre and doesn’t want it to fall into further disarray.
She isn’t entirely sure what all goes into it, but she feels that if she can be a Pregymleader at least, similar to Phenac’s Justy, then maybe other folks in the region can take notice and take up positions similar to that in the various colosseums across Orre. She’s willing to throw away her pride and beg at Duking’s feet to allow her to use Pyrite’s Colosseum as a ‘gym’ of sorts. Even without official League sponsorship, and without a badge to hand out, she would be willing to put her own money and savings towards it, if need be. She wouldn’t be type specialist necessarily like most other region’s leaders, but would focus on another battle aspect: Sandstorms.
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scarredsands · 1 year
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a thing of these
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Leave an object in my ask and my muse will react to it being given to them. | accepting!
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"Oh shit, sticky hands? Haven't seen these since I was a kid. Dollar store in th'Under had 'em, n' I had enough money left once t'get a pack." Saya wasn't sure what happened to them, honestly. Probably got lost when they had to relocate and leave their home. She wonders if they're still sticky, or if they dried out.
She takes a hand out of the package - the red one, of course, and hits a wall with the sticky hand. A resounding, wet slap echoes through the area. "These things used t'leave a residue if y'left it stuck t'a surface too long. Think there's a hand print on th'ceilin' in m'childhood home still." Saya pulls the hand off the wall, slamming it down onto the floor next. Seems like she's trying to make the loudest slap possible.
"Ooh, I bet ya could attach somethin' t'one a'these. Fill 'em full o'razor blades or somethin'. Think anyone's ever pickpocketed someone with a sticky hand? Might be able t'snatch a wallet if y'get enough practice in!"
Crazy how such a simple object can entertain someone.
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scarredsands · 1 year
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❤️ I mean she is already his knife wife they've just never said it-
relationship call | accepting! ❤️ friends to lovers
GRABS YOU TOO. i love them with all of my heart 🥹 IF ONLY THEY WOULD JUST SAY WHAT NEEDS TO BE SAID. DAMN ORREANS AND THEIR AVERSION TO FEELINGS... GUYS YOU ARE KILLING US. what is more romantic than pulling knives on each other when you first meet.... THE orrean romantic greeting. im super excited though to see where they go and end up together!! they're already The Ultimate power couple but they're just so unhinged but so soft @ each other and i 🥺 am NOT normal!!
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scarredsands · 1 year
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did you know that Team Snagem backwards is Megans Meat?
Saya's eyes trail up from her phone, over the stranger next to her. Honestly? It's not the weirdest thing she's heard from some rando on the street, but it's enough to make her raise a brow.
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"Well. I do now." She never really thought about things like that - Saya could hardly spell normally. "Good fer her."
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scarredsands · 1 year
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The murky depths of Deep Colosseum may not be the most appropriate place to wish someone well on their birthday, though anyone would be hard-pressed to tear Magdelena away from her work when she's mid-breakthrough—or, when she's just waking up.
【 Tues 31 January, 09:55:57 AM OST. 】 【 Checking random thoughts generator... 100% 09:56:31 AM OST. 】
Stepping out from within her cryo-chamber towards the Colosseum's deeper recesses, Mag's irises flash fluorescent as she calibrates to being 'awake'. She senses Saya closing in through the makeshift tunnel that remains the only true access point into this region of The Under, a ghostly place still trapped within time.
【 Checking basic functions... 100% 09:57:01 AM OST. 】
Mag pulls a robe over herself, quick to cover the parts she never wishes to provide full view of; sauntering towards a plain, plastic table near the center of the arena, the bounty hunter retrieves a toolbox just moments before her eyes return to their default shade of light purple. They meet quickly with the blood rust color of Saya's, the two girls standing in silence for a moment. Silence filled with the hum of mechanisms churning and awakening, themselves; it'd be another laborious day, she senses.
Silence then breaks.
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"Here," monotone, still groggy to a certain extent, Mag hands over the box. "For your vehicle. I had recalled you being in need of a new set of tools, and so consider this what you humans would designate a 'birthday gift'."
Nine, nearly ten in the morning was still fairly early for someone like Saya - someone that stayed up until around three in the morning most nights. She pulled on her clothes for the day, a black bralette with her green bomber jacket over it, left unzipped as per usual. Her foot caught in a hole in her jeans, ripping it even worse than it already was - oh well. Black boots were pulled on afterwards, Saya leaving the dingy Pyrite home situated in the slums. She checked on her bike real quick in the shoddy, makeshift workshop she'd put together. Everything was still in place thankfully.
Saya moves through the town with purpose, hands shoved in her pockets. It was chilly in the desert today, with thick grey clouds hanging overhead. Part of her wondered if it would rain, but for now, the sun was blotted out. She's quick to find the tunnel that leads to the Deep Colosseum - the only point of entry that leads underground anymore.
Finally, she makes it to Mags' lab, the other woman turning at her arrival before Saya could say anything. Saya hears the whirring and churning of machinery, starting up for the day. Crimson eyes trail down to the toolbox being presented to her, before looking back up at Mags.
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"No shit- y'really got these fer me?" Saya hesitates for a second, before taking the toolbox from Mags. It was true - she was in very dire need of tools. Her bike was a bitch to work on, and the tools she had were cheap, secondhand ones she bought in bulk. That combination led to many of her wrenches outright snapping, and all Saya could do was weld them back together as a temporary solution. As she opens the box and looks over the set, she can tell by a glance that they're nicer than what she has. Maybe she can finally get that damned stubborn rusted bolt off her engine so she can get the main issue fixed up.
There's a rare, genuine smile on Saya's face as she closes the box, looking back up to the other. She has to remind herself that this is a gift. It's her birthday, there's no strings attached. Though, she will keep in mind to repay the favor on Mags' birthday once it comes up. "Thanks, Mags, y'.... y'really didn't have t'do that. Hope I can put 'em t'good use."
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scarredsands · 1 year
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What are your true thoughts on Alistair? What do you find favorable, and what do you find vexatious? What would you envision for a future between the two of you?
My muse has to tell nothing but the truth for 10 asks. | accepting!
1/10.
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"Goddamn these're some loaded questions. UGH." Saya crosses her arms. "I like him. It's been real fun spendin' time with him 'round Pyrite n' out in th'desert. I like how similar we are - some days s'almost like lookin' in a mirror. S'like I've finally found someone that gets me. I trust him, I really do. N' m'trust ain't somethin' I give lightly. S'a real fuckin' big deal." She kicks a nearby bottle, hearing it smash against a wall several feet away. "But m'scared that this ain't gonna last. That somethin' will happen, or... I don't fuckin' know. I keep tellin' m'self not t'get used t'it. T'not get too attached n' all that bullshit. I don't know if m'enough. If this is all just some fake shit or somethin'. N' I feel like an idiot half th'time. I don't just 'get close' t'people like this. I don't trust people like I trust him." There's a huff.
"Fer a future, I don't fuckin' know, really... just.... We talk a lot 'bout a League fer Orre 'n all that. I guess that's th'kinda future I see fer us. Whether we're-" Saya grimaces, loathing to admit these kinds of things aloud, "together as a couple or not... I couldn't say fer sure. Maybe... if m' not a total dumbass n' can learn t'say this kinda shit t'someone else without fuckin' it all up."
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scarredsands · 1 year
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✏️
incorrect quotes | accepting!!
Mags: Saya, I rebuke thee! I rebuke thee! Saya: Rebuke? Is that a word? Mags: You have all invoked my fury! You will all pay recompense for your transgressions! Saya: What, you got like a word-a-day calendar or something?
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Mags: Saya, you're my best friend. Saya: Best friend? BEST friend?! Bitch, I'm your only friend. Saya: I'M THE ONLY ONE CAPABLE OF TOLERATING YOUR DUMB ASS!
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Mags: *fast-forwards all the way through the movie* Saya: You can't just skip to the happy ending! Mags: I don't have time for their problems.
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scarredsands · 1 year
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[ TOGETHER ]:     when the receiver awakens, they discover that the sender has been sleeping next to them, arms wrapped around one another for warmth, comfort, protection ( or something more… )
𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒. | accepting!
The first mistake most people made about the desert was assuming that it didn't get cold... and they would be dead wrong. In the winter, especially, one the sun set, heat bled away from the sands rapidly. Near freezing temperatures weren't uncommon. The pair had taken to the dunes, sleeping out under the stars 'for old time's sake' as they'd called it. Neither were strangers to sleeping out in the wilderness like this, and Saya didn't think much of it, truly.
She wasn't sure what made her stir in the middle of the night. Stars wheeled overhead, and the new moon made the flickering lights stand out even more. Out this far, there was nothing impeding the full view of the cosmos, and trails of the milky way blotted the black skies.
What was more perturbing, however, was just how close they'd gotten during the night. Alistair's arms were wrapped around her thin frame, holding her close to his chest. Her own arms had loosely draped over him at some point during the night as well, but his hold was much tighter than hers was. She almost decided to wiggle free. Almost.
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But... the warmth was nice. Saya could see her breath in the cold night air, and neither of their blankets were thick enough to keep the desert air out entirely. That, and she didn't really want to risk waking him up. Alistair looked peaceful like this, blissfully unaware of the fact that Saya had woken up. Unaware of the position they were in currently.
... Dammit. She was never one to let her guard down like this, to sleep in front of another person. There was too much risk. Risk of being killed, robbed, or whatever else. But this? This was oddly comforting. For all the trust she was putting in him, he was returning it to her, too.
Her eyes move to the starry skies above them, hearing the steady thrum of his heartbeat in her ear. Just don't get too used to it. Saya would tell herself, exhaling quietly through her nostrils.
For now, though, she would simply let her eyes slip closed once more. Sleep took hold quickly... and one thing she hadn't noticed was the fact that, for once, she didn't have any nightmares.
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scarredsands · 1 year
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⊗ + the world outside Orre
Send me ⊗ + a word for my muse’s thoughts on that subject. | accepting!
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"Kinda freaks me out t'be honest. I don't really know a whole lot 'bout other regions, n' th'kinda shit that goes on out there. M'nervous as all hell t'go t'Paldea soon. Other regions're like an entirely different world t'me. Might as well be alien or some shit. I know other places're safer than Orre is. Y'don't have t'watch yer back every damn second. S'just different. But... I guess I'd like t'see some of th'world out there. If money wasn't such a constant fuckin' issue fer me... travelin' would be real nice."
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scarredsands · 1 year
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😨 FEARFUL - when scared, do they go into "flight" or "fight"? // ☕️ HOT BEVERAGE - do they prefer hot or cold drinks? what is their favourite drink? // 🌌 MILKY WAY - what was the inspiration behind your oc? what was the first thing you decided about them?
𝐎𝐂 𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐉𝐈 𝐀𝐒𝐊𝐒! | accepting!
😨 FEARFUL - when scared, do they go into "flight" or "fight"?
Saya immediately goes into fight. Unless the situation is something she VERY clearly is in over her head on (like if a gun is pulled on her, or a group of people with guns is after her), she will fight. Even in those scenarios where she's outmatched and outclasses, she won't run for long, and will sic her Tyranitar or Aggron on her aggressors. If anything, she only runs until she can get her head together, and then will go back immediately swinging. Cowardice, to her, is inexcusable. Trying to run and hide is admitting defeat, and she is not one to lose quietly.
☕️ HOT BEVERAGE - do they prefer hot or cold drinks? what is their favourite drink?
Cold drinks 100%. Orre is already warm enough as it is, and drinking something hot under the desert sun is wholly unappealing to her. Her favorite go-to alcoholic beverage is whiskey, neat. Her favorite non-alcoholic drink is horchata.
🌌 MILKY WAY - what was the inspiration behind your oc? what was the first thing you decided about them?
To make a long story short, the Orre thread I have over on @sereina with @irxnmaiden played a BIG role in me getting the idea for Saya. In doing some research and refreshing my memory, I remembered The Under was a thing that existed in Colosseum, and I thought that having not only an Orre OC, but an OC that used to live in The Under before it was defunct was a GREAT idea. Combined with the fact that Orre has double battles, giving her a sandstorm team and making the lofty goal of her eventually holding some kind of League position in Orre wrapped her up into the character we all know and love today! I got the idea for her fc pretty fast, and it felt SO fitting for an Orrean ruffian like herself.
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scarredsands · 1 year
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💣 stole something from my muse!!
relationship call | accepting!
👀 now that is interesting, and something id be happy to explore!! she usually never expects to run into anyone she's stolen from again, so stealing from kris and then coming across her at a later point would be so jarring... or something along those lines! throwing ideas out there to see what sticks truly, but girl u already know you can hmu any time to discuss!!
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scarredsands · 10 months
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The third wolf is an MLG gamer
i would love for someone to try and explain the concept of mlg gaming to her. i think it would be the same as someone seeing an eldritch god. they just cannot comprehend it. they cannot understand. it drives them insane trying to fathom it
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