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darlingkirstein · 2 months

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eremika in any sort of romcom setting hehe

i think this is romcom-y enough??? idk it's a silly little meet cute in fantastically cheesy unrealistic scenario so i think it fits the romcom vibe Teehee🩷 hope you enjoy my pookie wookie vic <3

actor au / fluffy / rated e for everyone / 3.6k

Mikasa toils over the counter, sifting through the different orders — many have rather well-renowned names attached — to decide which ones to tackle first. Being a barista proves more difficult than she initially imagined. All she needed was a simple job to help pay the rent; the coffee shop being on a movie studio lot has been an added bonus, a chance to mingle with stars.

And by mingle, she means floundering interactions with the latest growing stars with their persnickety drink orders, some quick to complain at the smallest errors. Whenever she gets the opportunity to see someone whose likeness is stamped on a poster in her room, Mikasa mangles all attempts at compliments. Trying to praise their work only culminates in rosy cheeks and baffled looks shot back in return.

Exhaling, she gets to work, going through the orders in a procession ascending from least complicated to most tedious. Everyone seems to want extra toppings these days, extra pumps of artificial syrups that turn their 'coffee' into little more than an excessively-priced milkshake. Whatever gets them through the day, she supposes. Making a movie is tricky work.

Mikasa understands this. Sorta. Or at least, she's attempting to. The acting jobs haven't exactly been falling into her lap, though basic probability encourages her that at least one of these countless auditions have to turn into something. She's desperate for anything — at one of her past attempts, an audition for a medicine commercial, the casting agent giggled midway through her delivery of some poorly-written script. The best Mikasa's ever gotten was being an extra for an episode of a new television show — which was promptly cancelled after a first season.

She finishes an affogato and a raspberry danish for Marilyn Lawrence, lounging around on her lunch break from shooting Saturn's Divinity. It apparently takes too much effort to acknowledge Mikasa's calls of her name, too preoccupied by whatever's on her phone to pay much attention.

"Marilyn!" Mikasa repeats, nervous for yet another celebrity interaction. Lawrence only just won a BAFTA for her performance in This Holy House.

With a scoff, the actress strolls to the counter, barely mouthing a thanks before sulking back to a table, carrying all her actress-y things with.

It's hard not to feel like pond scum when the upper echelons of the acting world are hardly willing to spare her simple pleasantries, yet alone anything resembling kindness. Mikasa brushes it off, moving onto the next order.

She just gets started before Marilyn returns.

"This isn't gluten-free, is it?" The spiteful manner in which she asks has Mikasa stammering even before she attempts to answer her question.

"I, uh— I actually don't know. Let me check."

Flustered, she ducks down, foraging for a paper or manual that lists the ingredients. This is something Mikasa knows she should remember, but this job has squeezed out so much of her brain capacity that little else remains.

"You really don't remember?" Marilyn laughs, and Mikasa can hear her continued click-clacking on the phone keyboard, probably complaining to a friend. "You could've killed me, y'know. People have this little thing called celiac. It's important."

Mikasa suspects that Marilyn Lawrence does not have Celiac disease, but she isn't willing to invite even more wrath. "I'm sorry, ma'am, you're—"

"Whatever. Just figure it out and fix it."

When Mikasa falls quiet to continue her search, she expects the frustration to simmer; it doesn't, and Marilyn continues to berate her, though most of her comments are utterly nonsensical. Mikasa's manager is nowhere to be found, useless for getting her out of this less-than-lovely situation.

Her savior comes in the form of a grey-haired gentleman in a suit, bewildered as he bursts through the door, scanning everyone inside — until his gaze falls on Mikasa. He smiles, cell phone pressed tightly against his ear. Though she cannot pin down his name, Mikasa recognizes him as some movie producer, a real big shot.

"You there! Barista! Come with me."

Stunned, Mikasa points to her chest. "Me?"

Marilyn scoffs again. "Uh, hello? What about me?"

The man ignores the Hollywood A-lister, brushing past her to reach the counter. "Yes, you. We need you. I'll explain when we get there. Come on."

Head in a tizzy, Mikasa cocks her head — squinting her eyes, unsure that she isn't fast asleep in the clutches of a dream. What did some movie executive want with some barista?

"I— I think you have the wrong person."

"Jesus, there's no time for this." He turns to the side, muttering harsh words into the phone. "Yeah— I found someone. Just give us a second."

He turns his attention back to Mikasa.

"Are you gonna come with or not? We need you."

At this point, Marilyn has surpassed the angry-scolding-stage and lands in stunned silence. Mikasa still doesn't know what she's needed for, but angering a Hollywood exec is a surefire way to get blacklisted from any future opportunities. They don't want any dead weight in a cast.

"Uh, yeah— No, I'll— I'll go. I'll go."

Opportunities like this are so rare. Mikasa gets so consumed by this fleeting chance that angering her boss isn't even a concern she consciously entertains. As the executive's eyes burn a hole through her head, she feels hypnotized to untie her apron, tossing it aside. It's tempting to pinch her arm, still convinced of a REM-induced trick, but before she can ponder it, Mikasa is crossing the counter, calling her co-worker's name.

The coffee shop's manager finally appears, and as Mikasa is whisked away by the executive's firm grasp, his protests join Marilyn's, though both go utterly unanswered as Mikasa jumps onto a golf cart waiting outside the doors.

It's hard not to feel like Cinderella climbing onto that pumpkin carriage, ready for the ball.

Mikasa's heart races. She tries guessing what possibly awaits her at the end of this ride. Some secret meeting? An agent, excited to tell her that they've been monitoring her auditions and love what they see? All options feel like a pipe dream.

They arrive at an outdoor filming set, and Mikasa wonders over the absolute chaos going on, the cameramen adjusting their equipment, the mousy-haired director shouting commands through his microphone, guiding the team. She recognizes from the lovey-dovey set design that this must be for Before Affection Retires.

"Hey," the executive barks, snapping his fingers, breaking her free from her daze. "Go over to that trailer. Get in costume and then get back here."

Costume? Mikasa is dazed. She can't produce any discernible response, tumbling out of the cart, speedwalking toward the right trailer. She's never done something requiring a costume, only her plain-old, regular street clothes, blending in easily in the background. This is all new.

Before she knows it, Mikasa is donned in a pretty dress that stops just below her knees, its color somewhere between plum and maroon, the shoulders flowy and graceful. The makeup process was even more foreign — Mikasa's daily makeup routine is simplistic to the core, but the stylist here wanted her eyelashes to pop, seductive and primed for romance. A curling iron turns her hair into bouncy, bombshell waves.

She feels so unlike herself, but adrenaline sends her speeding back for the scene of the action, toward the director still barking out commands.

"You!" He cries, pointing. "Get over here! We're starting a shoot in five minutes. Get a script."

Mikasa wonders if every movie set is this hostile, or if everyone here is just having a bad day. One page from the script gets pressed against her chest, along with one order. "Memorize this."

But before she can begin, a frazzled assistant debriefs her on the whole debacle, leading her to the side and gesturing around wildly.

"You know what you're doing? Can you act?"

Mikasa blinks. "Uh, yeah? I can, yeah."

It's clear that answer doesn't instill a whole lot of confidence in the assistant, but regardless, there's apparently no time to waste on nonsense.

"Diana Baldwin is a no show. There's no time in the schedule to skip her scenes today. You'll be filling in for her for the kiss scene. Got all that?"

Diana Baldwin? That's who I'm filling in for?

There's no time to be starstruck. "Got it. Yup."

"Alright, good. You'll say the lines, and they'll do the ADR in post production. You're just a stand-in. That's it. Don't expect overnight fame, yeah?"

Mikasa nods fervently, still so confused. "No fame. That's— I'm no— Why am I here?"

The question comes out without thinking, but that thought hasn't left her mind since the coffee shop, never able to ask in the swirl of chaos.

"You look like her from the back. Same height, same build. The editors can work their magic."

She'll be little more than a green screen, but the thrill of being on a big movie set, stepping in for an actress she's long admired, is worth it.

"Where do I go? Do I— How much time?"

"Three minutes. Get studying."

Mikasa sends herself into a corner to study, scanning the swoonworthy dialogue for the upcoming scene. A big scene. Important, crucial as the romantic climax for a major Hollywood production, and it depends on her.

The words sink in slowly, as best as they can. The last thing Mikasa wants is to earn a director's ire by flubbing the script to a laughable degree. She prepares herself to be flirty, desirable.

"You! Get ready to shoot."

Mikasa scoots into the filming area, finding the mark on the grass guiding her position. As she assumes the position provided by the script, glancing absentmindedly toward the side, she catches glimpses of camera operators approaching, microphones getting closer.

"Action!"

As directed, Mikasa tilts her eyes upward — finally catching a view at her co-star. Damn near jeopardizing the sanctity of the shoot, she struggles hard to keep her jaw from dropping.

Eren Jaeger. A total heartthrob. Mikasa's harbored a subtle (not really) crush on him for the last few years, just when he began his ascent into Hollywood relevancy. She's seen most of his movies, praising multiple as her favorites. God, Mikasa knows she'll even watch the less-than-savory options, the ones without glowing reviews — independent films with tiny budgets and screenwriters that need fine tuning. She has his films ranked by her favorites, but even that is a difficult list to maintain. Though his social media presence isn't huge, Mikasa keeps up with him.

And now she gets to kiss him.

He wears an outfit so casually suave, a dress shirt with the sleeves rolled to the elbows, the first couple buttons undone for an alluring effect. His shoulder-length hair is something you'd seen on a 1990s teen pop culture magazine, harkening to the age of 'effortless' hairstyles, so swooshy. Mikasa chooses Eren over a young Leonardo DiCaprio any day of the week without hesitation.

The lines nearly slip from Mikasa's memory. She's supposed to be flirty with Eren Jaeger; now, her tasks feels all the more insurmountable to live up to, the standards raised to their highest level.

As Eren approaches, he grins. Mikasa has to remind herself that it's the character he's smiling so pretty at, not her. Some fake girl. Not her.

The tragedy of that causes her to almost miss her first line, but she pulls it together. "You came?"

"Obviously," he replies, laughing, his palms immediately cupping her cheeks. Mikasa's glad the camera isn't focused on her face — which has turned a humiliating shade of red. "You didn't think I'd really leave you behind, did you?"

Mikasa swallows. What was the line? She exhales, as propositioned, smiling, mustering up as much desperation in her tone as she can. "I don't know." This young actress has never been this nervous. "You seemed like you were in a pretty big hurry."

Here comes the most swoonworthy dialogue, the part that'll send Mikasa into cardiac arrest. Eren, or whatever his character's name is, draws her closer, their noses rubbing together. The cameras are almost intrusive now — just like they've always been in her screen tests, her daunting auditions, the technology recording her failure.

At Eren's advancing touches, Mikasa recalls another direction from the script — touch him. She nervously rests her shaky fingers on his waist, clutching his shirt. Eren Jaeger's shirt. His smell is intoxicating this close, subtle but unbelievably attractive. Potent. He continues.

"No. Never. C'mon, El. Can't leave you. You know I can't leave you. Don't give a damn about all that."

Without context, Mikasa has no idea what all that even means, but it's irrelevant. Eren has his hands grasping her face, ready to confess his deepest feelings. She swallows hard, clearing her throat.

"Don't make promises you can't keep. You'll wanna leave again. I can't keep you here."

Her delivery has a shakier quality to it than a professional actress might have, but Mikasa's just proud of herself for not melting to a puddle.

Eren, formidable in his role, just as strong as he looks on the silver screen, pushes her back until they've stumbled into the stone railing behind them — a totally improved move that catches Mikasa off guard, her breath hitching.

Before she can process anything, his lips are latched onto hers, hungrily, his character so desperate to prove his affections to this El girl. He tastes just as good as he has in Mikasa's most shameful dreams, the ones where she gets to do exactly what she's doing now, standing tall as Eren's co-star, the recipient of all his perfectly-acted kisses across an excessive number of takes.

Happy to indulge in this fantasy, Mikasa loses herself in the scene, determined to live up to the expectations placed onto her. She clutches onto Eren, brave enough to engage her mouth, providing her own energy to the kiss. Good God. I'm kissing Eren Jaeger. This is all real.

"Not going anywhere," Eren mewls, too convincing in his 'acting', slipping into this character with so little effort. His hands find Mikasa's thighs, squeezing as she's hoisted into his strong arms, legs with no destination but to wrap around his waist. "I need you. I need you."

Mikasa can't contain herself. Her poor heart is close to giving out, and her stomach flips and clenches and every tumultuous sensation between. She forgets this is a movie, on a set, surrounded by strangers watching them kiss.

One more line. "Stay here. Stay with me, please."

"I will, you goddamn, gorgeous idiot. I'm here."

They kiss longer — so much longer — until the immersion is decimated by the director calling cut, leaving Mikasa in the unfortunate reality where Eren swiftly drops her down to her feet. Through the megaphone, the director praises them — before asserting that they would return for a second, precautionary take.

"Hey," Eren starts, his regular, out-of-character tone somehow so different from his voice during shooting. He's more relaxed. Mikasa's used to this voice from all the interviews she's seen.

"Hi." She keeps her eyes averted, too flustered to even dare looking at him after that. He's famous. She's a nobody, wannabe actress that's stuck working a part-time throwaway job. Still, her awkward smile seems to endear her to him.

"Are you alright? I'm sorry for surprising you like that. Felt like it might help the scene." He sounds pleased with himself for concocting the idea. "I didn't hurt you or anything, did I?"

As if he couldn't get anymore perfect. He's a massive sweetheart, too, not some prima donna.

"No— not at all. It was— it was clever."

"You think so? I worried it might be too much."

She's unsure how to reassure him of the move's success without exposing her gigantic crush.

"I think the women watching will be happy."

Eren laughs and it's sublimely charming. "Well, then I'm happy with it. You're all hard to please."

Behind her back, Mikasa fidgets with her fingers, cracking her knuckles like crazy — anything to relieve the what-is-happening-right-now energy coursing through her bloodstream and incapable of exiting any of her brain's fixated thinking.

"Ah, well— I doubt you could disappoint them."

Instantly, she wants to slam her palm so hard into her forehead that it sends her flying. He doesn't need another weirdo fangirl. I've seen the comments on his Instagram. There's enough of those already. If he's annoyed, Eren conceals that frustration with ease, accepting the vote of confidence with a gracious simper.

"Thanks." He exhales deeply, finding his place beside her against the railing. "Are you an actress? How'd you get wrapped up in all this?"

Calling herself an actress in Eren's presence seems rather reductive of his talent. Mikasa shrugs, biting the inside of her cheeks. "Sorta? Not really. I'm— I'm trying to be, at least."

Eren smiles. "Have I seen anything you've done?"

He's much easier to talk to than someone like Marilyn Lawrence. He's more— more human.

"If you watched Avalon Harbor, you might've caught me in the background for a second. I think it was at 36:20, if you feel like double checking."

Pathetic as it sounds, her jokes makes Eren snort, and Mikasa considers that a win. "You know what, I'll have to give it a rewatch sometime."

A different production assistant brings them bottles of water while they wait to reconvene. There's a painful silence between them — a silence that Mikasa wishes to fill with a million questions about his acting, his roles, his journey from child clothes model to big screen cash cow.

Somehow, though, he's equally interested in her.

"So, Ms. Avalon Harbor, you didn't really answer my question. Where'd they find you?"

Mikasa sighs. Now he'll really know I'm a loser.

"The coffee shop down the street. I work there."

He laughs again. "I— I didn't expect that one."

Just as she's about to attempt another joke, anything to hear his pretty laugh again, the director cuts their conversation short, summoning the cast and crew back into position.

"It was nice to chat with you— Wait, what's your name? Just realized I have no idea."

She swallows, lump building in her throat. You're about to be on a first name basis. "Mikasa."

"Eren," he replies, a formality more than anything. "Maybe we'll get to work together again one day."

Don't get your hopes up, she tells herself. "I'm happy to just be in the audience, really."

He smiles as he backpedals back to his starting position, and that smile lingers on Mikasa's brain all the way until the director calls action.

Returning to her barista job after the previous day's events is harder than she anticipates. Getting a taste of a real actresses' life didn't quench that dream — it only thickened her thirst to be on more movie sets, to experience the thrill of producing something from nothing, to turn a script into a visual manifestation for audiences.

Kissing Eren Jaeger played a big part, obviously.

It's hard to keep her mind off their scenes while cleaning the counter during a lull in customers. Her eyes fixate onto the speckles hidden into the quartz countertop, utterly lost in a daydream, replaying the kiss in her head just like she's rewatched some of Eren's movies on repeat.

A gentle voice cuts through her folly.

"What do you recommend? I can't decide."

Startled, Mikasa gets ready to issue so many apologies for being so ditzy, so inattentive. The last thing she needs is a customer complaint.

When she catches the man's eyes, she's even more startled to see Eren standing there.

"Oh! It's you, I— I'm so sorry, I didn't—"

"No need to apologize. Did I scare you?"

Behind Eren, some customers look up from their coffees to gawk at him — the penalty that comes with achieving some stardom (and the unfortunate consequences of being blessed with unnaturally beautiful cheekbones).

Mikasa laughs, flustered. Her cheeks give away just how unprepared she is for this encounter.

"A little, yeah. Thought I was gonna get an earful."

"Nope. Just wanted to stop by and see you."

See me? It's too good to be true.

"Uh, you did?" Mikasa chides herself. This flirting isn't very good, considering that their tongues were practically wrapped together just yesterday.

Eren leans across the counter, gushing his voice to avoid any pesky eavesdropping.

"Sure did. You're a fun co-star. That's rare these days. Plus, you're a pretty good kisser, too."

Instantly, Mikasa's hand covers her face, the redness flushed across her features too much to bear — Eren Jaeger likes my kissing. Me.

Undisturbed by her inability to accept his compliments with any decorum, Eren continues, glancing quickly at the clock on the wall.

"Do you have a break coming up? I'm done for the day. Thought we could go for a walk. If you want."

It's starting to dawn on her how quickly her life has been rocketed off its predicted trajectory because of a resemblance to another actress.

Is he actually asking me out? She hasn't felt this giddy in— well, since his last movie came out.

"I'm off in ten minutes, actually. I'd— I'd love to."

"Great. Then it's settled. I'll take you on a tour."

A lackluster shift becomes the second-best she's ever worked, just trailing behind yesterday's. She smiles so brightly, hard enough to hurt her cheeks, straining the muscles that she usually saves for pretending to tolerate customers.

"Do you still want that recommendation? I can make something for you while you wait."

He grins, amused. "Oh no, I don't like coffee. Just needed something cute to get your attention."

Unwilling to let her get the last laugh, Eren sticks a bill into the tip jar and slinks off to one of the tables, smiling at her from hidden his hand.

Mikasa blushes.

He might be a good actor, but he's just as terrible at hiding a crush as I am.

— (Hope you enjoyed reading! It would be so fun to imagine how they'll spend their walk and how their little courtship would develop into a relationship 🩷 eremika wholesome moment was very fun to write after so much angst!)

#darlingkirstein asks #eremika #my writing #actor au

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todomitoukei · 4 months

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quickly rising from the dead for any aot fans following me to share my three favorite moments from the attack fes today:

-At the end of the event when all the voice actors got to introduce themselves and share their feelings, Sasha's voice actress pulled out a potato out of nowhere. I love her.

-Mikasa's VA asked Eren's VA to change and perform the final line so instead of her saying itterasshai (see you later), Eren said tadaima (I'm home) and Mikasa responded with okaeri (Welcome Back). Everyone cried.

-Eren's VA said the story doesn't end if we just keep rereading and rewatching it. Just as in denial as the rest of us that's why everyone loves him.

Back to the grave now because I will never emotionally recover from this experience

#I was literally in the same room as touyas VA y'all whattttttt #Anyway that potato thing was iconic I love this cast #Aot #Attack fes #Attack on titan #Shingeki no kyojin #Snk #Mine #Not bnha

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moonspirit · 17 days

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what would the alliance be doing if they hadn’t entered politics? like careers and hobbies and stuff like that

Hi again!

Oh welp tho, I haven't thought too much about this xD

But okay let's see. If we go off the last headcanons, then maybe...

Armin would definitely enjoy sailing the seas. Learning, discovering, exploring. He'd understand people and bring new understanding to them too. Considering his never ending curiosity and hunger for learning new things, it'd be nice for him to go places, seeing it all until his eyes are full to the brim with sparks.

Annie, uh... Listen, not that I think she's not going to be doing anything on her own, but I think she'll just rest for a good long while xD She was exhausted and fed up well before the end of the Rumbling, just give her a nice bed, some furballs, plenty of cuddling opportunities and leave her alone.

Tho I do see her travelling with Armin and getting the chance to experience the world and all the wonderful things in it in a way she was never able to in her life before.

Also maybe later on she ends up starting a martial arts school for small kids because they think she's awesome and won't stop asking her to teach them.

Pieck? I honestly think she's going to be doing it all. The way I often characterize Pieck, she's eccentric and carefree on the outside for the most part. Perhaps today she's going to star as the lead actress in a silent movie, and tomorrow she's going to be on that high stakes bake-off for the neighbourhood. You cannot tell me she's not doing 826353 things at once and getting great sleep and keeping her head witty and flirty and sharp all at the same time. She's Pieck. She's gonna be living the best life.

Jean - oh boi. Okay. He's gonna do fancy things like wine and dine with important people, and then come home and listen to music and contemplate the purpose of life and existence as his very expensive small dog refuses his affections.

He will then write a haiku and send it to Armin who will not understand a single fucking word of his nonsense.

Reiner - He's good at plumbing. And electricity. And leaky roofs. Plus firewood chopping and kitchen fires and other daily accidents that need fixing. Don't ask me why, he's just a great handyman. Useful big brother. He's very happy like that.

Connie - This boy is gonna be running a kitchen! A restaurant! And he's gonna be fucking great at it! It started out as a small venture, just something to keep him busy and make ends meet but then wooaahh oh waaaa there's a lot of customers?! They're all there to hear him singing as he cooks? They love the food?! He's a boss now?! But he still serves customers because he's a nice boy like that.

Mikasa Ackerman - Swimming teacher. Masterclass on how to cross oceans carrying a head or two as baggage.

I'm going to hell for this.

Levi Ackerman - The man has a tea shop. What the fuck more do you want? Tch.

Falco and Gabi - They're too young to be doing any one thing - let them live and plant trees and run around and grow up nicely.

#ask #behyuu #attack on titan #headcanon #alliance #armin arlert #annie leonhart #reiner braun #jean kirstein #pieck finger #levi ackerman #mikasa ackerman #falco grice #gabi braun #shingeki no kyojin #aot #snk

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ackerfics · 1 year

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in a world where everyone lives and are actors on a stage: aot

— i'll always look out for you; yeah, that's what i'll do.

armin arlert x best friend female reader

you're seated in a dim room with only mellow overhead lights as the only illumination. the studio is designed this way for your current schedule — a lie detector test concerning your role in your current series and work as an actress. being one of the well-known stars in show business because of your involvement in the hit show attack on titan, you're almost always invited to interviews and gigs now that the final part of the season is expected to air a couple of months from now. mostly, you're with your co-stars — never a dull moment — but this time, this specifically asked for your participation. as one of the main characters, your acting has made your name in every platform there is and the fame that comes with it is unexpected and stressful, and yet, it is an appreciation to the work you've put out in the years.

questions passed about your relationship with your cast members, how a romantic development blossomed while filming for four seasons, and the interests that you managed to mention so long ago. so far, you're having fun — your smile hidden as you answer the necessary yes and no to certain questions (given that you're asked to be serious at every minute and second in this interview) and having to avoid a specific question about personal matters with your relationships.

"you're best friends with your co-star, armin arlert."

you hum in response and smile a little.

armin is your best friend since you can remember. even if everyone in the cast is considered your family now, armin places a special spot in your chest. you were both casted at the same time and brought to the studio at the same time (something that has to do with testing out the chemistry between you, him, eren, and mikasa), making your bond as tight-knit as possible. he's been by your side in every period of your life and you cheered for each other when the both of you would win at an awards show. armin has been your rock, your platonic soulmate even (don't tell mikasa), and it's a crime for you to say that a simple friendship with him summarizes your relationship because that mere phrase doesn't fully capture the entanglement of fate between you two. there are so many moments caught on camera but those that are witnessed behind the flashing lights are something that you always cherish. armin often jokes that he's your brother from another mother or maybe you're fraternal twins who got separated by birth because why on hell do you finish each other's sentences like it's a pop quiz?

"would a best friend let someone have this haircut?"

the interviewer pulls out a picture that haunts you for years. you can't help but let out a little whimper of prevented laughter. the picture is a scene from the previous seasons where armin still has that bob cut that became a sensation through the years. you have nothing against it, really, it's just ... it is funny seeing it after armin chopped his hair off at some point.

"he signed up for that," you vaguely answer, the smile pulling on your lips.

"do you think the writers of attack on titan are out to get him?"

"absolutely."

"do you think he looks good?"

you breathe a laugh. you look down at the picture and the laughter bubbles in your chest that you have to glance away. "i love him. so much."

"answer the question please," says the administrator.

"yes, i do think he looks good," you immediately answer, chuckling under your breath. "sorry, sorry, yes, he looks ... amazing. that's my armin right there."

"in this haircut?"

you slightly shake your head yet you answer, "of course."

"that's a lie," the administrator points out.

you then grumble, "get that picture out of here."

#— rory's passages 🌼#— actor au with the aot cast🎬#— a hint to reader dating someone from the cast but we all know who it is bc i am a sucker for him <3 #— based on millie bobby brown's lie detector test #aot x reader #attack on titan x reader #armin x reader #armin arlert x y/n #armin x y/n #armin arlert x reader #aot fluff

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onepiece-polls · 7 months

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OPLA fan cast polls - Tashigi prelims

Propaganda under the cut.

Kiko Mizuhara: She’s previously played the role of Mikasa Ackerman in the Attack of Titan LA, and isn’t a stranger to One Piece either- she had a voice role as Naomi Drunk in Heart of Gold.

Karen Fukuhara: She’s been featured as a voice actress in a couple of Netflix Originals before, playing Kipo from Kipo and the Age of Wonderbeasts and Glimmer from Shera. So, there’s connection to the company there. She’s a trained martial artist and sword fighter, and you can see her show off her impressive skills in the role of Katana in the otherwise not-as-impressive Suicide Squad film, which served as her debut. She most recently starred as Kimiko Miyashiro in The Boys.

#one piece #opla #one piece live action #Tashigi #opla fan cast polls

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corner-stories · 14 days

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jk 3

Types Of Kisses Prompts

3. Hesitant Kiss - The type of kiss where their lips brush against each other’s a few times, breath fanning across each other’s faces as one waits for the other to make a move. trying my hand at the celebrity!AU

She won't say that she hates premieres, as any gathering to appreciate art has its purpose — but things like the flashing lights, the constant presence of cameras, and the neverending stream of reporters takes a toll on her.

The mask she wears feels heavy, a cloak characterized by designer clothes that don't belong to her, a plastered smile, and various emails from her publicist. Apparently, she needs to work on her interview etiquette — her whole gist of timidly mumbling her replies doesn't seem to be mitigating her reputation as a shy, awkward actress when out of character. Being more outgoing could benefit her career in more ways than one.

Jean has his arm hooked securely around hers as a reporter in an evening gown asks a barrage of questions, a cameraman stands nearby to eagerly record the answers. Mikasa tries not to look too uneasy when the lens is on her, much preferring the attention to be on Jean despite her face being on the various festival posters.

She can't help but envy the confidence he has when in front of the camera, despite making his career behind it. The irony of it all is not lost on her. With the natural charisma that imbues every word that he speaks, one does wonder why he made the jump from acting to directing in the first place. Him looking rather dashing in a suit that also doesn't belong to him simply adds to the fact.

After Jean jokes about the sleep he lost when directing the feature, the reporter turns her attention to Mikasa. The question thrown at her pertains to what her favourite part about being directed by her boyfriend is, and to that she has to catch herself from saying "He doesn't yell at anyone on set."

"He's nice to me," ends up being her actual response. The boring, publicist-approved answer seems to win over the honest one.

The interviewer lets out a stilted, forced laugh while Jean manages a chuckle, but at least Mikasa can recognize the sound as what he does when he senses tension on her end. She shifts a bit so her hand finds his and like clockwork he interlaces his fingers with hers.

When the interview ends Jean leads Mikasa away from the army of cameras and she lets him. It's hard to find a moment alone on a red carpet, but he takes her a point far enough removed from the reporters that he's able to talk to her. The world around them is loud and filled with flashing lights, yet he manages to find a moment to stand in front of her, face-to-face.

He looks her in the eye and asks — "You alright?"

His forehead touches hers and for a moment Mikasa feels like he's going to kiss her. She can feel his breath on her face and even closes eyes for a second, anticipating a familiar sensation, but he doesn't and she understands. Not with the cameras around, as both their publicists would prefer.

Jean's persona as a cocky, hotshot indie director tends to overshadow other sides of him, particularly the one that often checks on his partner to see if she's alright.

Mikasa gives him an honest smile. "I'm fine." Maybe it's not the entire truth, but nervous as she is she'll survive the night.

Jean nods his head. "Okay, just tell me if you're not."

He kisses her for real this time, but it's simply a quick peck on her lips, something that has undoubtedly been captured by one of the photographers in the sea of people. In their strange world of personas, publicists, and media training, it's nice to know that some aspects of their existence are truly genuine.

#jeankasa #jeanmika #jean kirstein #jean kirschtein #mikasa ackerman #celebrity au #modern au #ask box memes #snk #i actually really dig Jean being a director

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iamalicu · 3 months

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Behind the scene

Chap: Oneshot

Character: Eren Yeager, Alice - reader

Note: Attack on Titan AU, all characters in Attack on Titan are actors

Idea: Base on "Attack on....Postcard" - @mimiwrites2000

You are Alice, a host in the talk shows (your talk shows) and Eren is your guest today. And the two of you filmed a successful episode. Until after the show - camera off, because curious (you are big fan of Attack on Titan), you ask Eren something and you know about a deleted scene, which was never released in the show.

Alice: I want to know if one of the deleted scenes was a shirtless scene of any male character beside you. And what was that scene like?

Eren: *he laughs about Alice comments* Yeah, there was actually another topless scene of one of my co-actor’s characters that was deleted. It was quite a spicy scene and we even got a glimpse of it in some trailers. But it was eventually cut from the final product because it seemed too provocative for mainstream audiences.

Alice: Oh, which male character’s? Because I’m a little excited. Is that character somehow closely related to your character?

Eren: *smile* I can’t reveal more details than that. But… I can tell you that this male character is very closely related to my character and their scenes are quite spicy and intimate.

Alice: They? Does that mean there’s more than one person in that scene?

Eren: *excited* Yeah. There’s more than one person in that scene. It’s quite an interesting scene and I'm sure many people would love to see it if it were released.

Alice: Can you reveal a little bit about how many people are in the shirtless scene? Two or three or more?

Eren:*laughs* Oh, you’re being too curious right now! But maybe I can reveal that it’s more than one but less than three?

Alice: Two actors??? And what season was that deleted scene?

Eren: Exactly, 2 actors. And the scene was deleted in season 4.

Alice: *realize something and whispers for Eren* Oh my! I guess the actress isn’t someone like Mikasa or Sasha, right?

Eren: No, it’s not them.

Alice: Okay… I guess the actress has blue eyes and blonde hair?

Eren: Yes! Exactly you get it now! You’re a quick learner, aren’t you?

Alice: I know, right? I’m very curious about their identity.

Alice: And I guess the other… Is the blonde male actor in that scene?

Eren: Yeah! You’re very right. But I wonder if you can guess who it is?

Alice: I think they’re the people we mentioned in my show?

Eren: Yeah, they are exactly who you’ve mentioned before. You’re on the right track!

Alice: Alright, let me guess: A and A?

Eren: YES! YES! YES! YOU’RE ABSOLUTELY CORRECT!!!

Alice: DAMN!! THE BOAT SCENE!! 100%!!!

Eren: I’m glad you remembered that scene =)))

Alice: *surprised to the point of gasping* Was there anyone who witnessed it beside you?

Eren: And to answer your question, yes, there were other individuals who saw the scene beside me. But I won't say who exactly, because that will give away too much. But I know you’re eager to find out everything and I love your curiosity.

Alice: That’s why i won’t tell the media that one of the two actors in the embarrassing scene was your best friend =)))

_alice_

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sonofthesaiyans · 3 months

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To my girl, to one of the Scouts' finest warriors, Happy Birthday Lynne. 🎂

(NOTE: Her birthday has always been listed as February 17th, people. NOT December 17th as is still believed by some on Twitter and elsewhere. So can somebody be kind enough to tell these folks not to make this mistake in the future? It's right on the Wiki. Thank you.)

To most folks in the fandom, Lynne is probably just another face in the background, another random gal who got swept up in the action and was gone just as fast as she appeared in the relentless insanity that is Attack on Titan. But to me, she's one of the most underrated gals and to me, she's become somebody very close to my heart.

I have long been intrigued by Lynne from the moment she first appeared way back in Season 2. She may not have been with us for long, but she left a lasting impression on me.

A member of Squad Miche, under the command of Miche Zacharius and serving alongside our old gal Nanaba, Lynne definitely earned her place on the squad of humanity's second-strongest warrior, showing herself to be courageous and determined in combat, even when faced with overwhelming odds. She remains professional all throughout, and is a capable commander in her own right, doing her damnedest to give her comrades in the Scout Regiment a fighting chance to survive as Zeke and his army of Titans were closing in. She's an invaluable member of her team, with whom she successfully fought off the enemy for quite some time before Zeke dealt his next hand.

It's really no mystery how she found her place on Squad Miche. One good look at Lynne and you can tell, she's something special that too often has slid under the radar. In my opinion, she's truly one of the most beautiful ladies in the show, and she has a look about her that just screams of an absolute badass, a dependable warrior who you can always count on in the thick of battle, and the one you always want to have by your side.

Plus, it's been shown that she is very kind and caring. Always looking out for her fellow Scouts, particularly those younger and less experienced than herself when the situation appears hopeless. And when danger is near, she will not abandon you. Truly, Lynne is a gal with her heart in the right place.

It truly is a shame I think that Lynne did not get more time to show what she was really made of. As someone who appreciates the characters in the background, I have a particularly soft spot for Lynne, and as such I have tried to give her the attention and love she richly deserves. For me, she's virtually tied with Sasha as my favorite AOT character. And for me, I think that's really saying something.

I don't know what draws me to Lynne, but I wish she had gotten another chance, especially as she counts as one of the most elite Scouts in the Regiment. For the last year and a half I have worked to give her a character and a backstory that gives her a much fuller and more active role in AOT. And I hope to share this in the near future with anybody who might be curious enough to look.

In my mind, Lynne is the hero of another story not yet told. As quite possibly her most devoted fan, I only hope I can help to draw more attention to her, as AOT's diverse cast goes way beyond the trio of Eren, Armin and Mikasa, or even the other members of the 104th.

Plus, she introduced me to the many voices and characters of Felecia Angelle, a truly phenomenal actress who I also hope more people will take note of. You've all heard her in My Hero Academia and elsewhere, and what she gave us with Lynne was brief, but dearly appreciated. For me, Lynne s just as near and dear as Sasha, Petra, or Hange, and for that she deserves another lease on life.

Until then it only seems fitting to acknowledge the birthday of my favorite AOT side character. Happy Birthday Lynne, lots of love for you and I hope she will continue to find infinitely more throughout the fandom. ❤️ ⚔️ ❤️

Oh and just to spice things up, I think I'll share this as well:

Credit goes to KrazyKamikaze44 on DeviantArt for this old but awesome piece.

Hers is not the only birthday today as I'm sure some are well aware, so keep an eye open for another as the day goes on. 😉

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onigiri-dorkk · 1 year

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Happy Birthday, Mikasa Ackerman!

Sweet girl deserves all the celebration!! May she continue to be our favorite muse in all forms of our fandom art :') This one was based off of a photo Sara Takatsuki posted, the actress who played Mikasa in the AOT Musical <3

This one I tried out a different highlight method on the edge. It feels like a nice finishing touch!

EDIT: I originally accidentally wrote “Sara Tatatsuki” but it’s “TAKATSUKI!” I apologize 😭 Fixed it :)

#mikasa #mikasa ackerman #happy birthday #happy birthday mikasa #happy birthday mikasa ackerman #girl worth a hundred soldiers #rivamika #levimika #Levi x mikasa #mikasa x levi #sara TAKATSUKI #onigiridraws

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sunlightandsuffering · 1 year

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Size Queen AU Drabble!!! Bc I felt like it and I haven't properly written anything like this in a while lol!!

She can’t believe it. How they ended up watching R-rated movies on Eren’s couch, she couldn’t say. It was supposed to be a movie night with Ymir and Historia. Safe, completely totally innocent, no possible way for her to slither herself over to him, no possible way for her to do anything remotely sexual with him.

She’d very effectively cockblocked herself. Because Ymir would make fun of them, and Historia would complain about Eren stealing al of their straight friends and Mikasa would want to die and thus, she hadn’t been concerned. But she’d showed up to his door holding a few bags of microwave popcorn and some of those yummy super unhealthy seasonings and found only Eren, no one else. In fact, she’d received the message just as he’d welcomed her inside. Sorry babe, can’t come tonight, other stuff going on with us 💔 -Hisu

Never mind the fact that the whole message was likely code for the two of them fighting, Mikasa was in more danger here.

Because Eren looked good tonight, all hot and casual having just come from the gym and now out of the shower. His hair was still wet, a stray droplet of water slipping down his cheek, his green eyes bright and his loose grey t-shirt fitting to him in all the right ways showing off broad shoulders and a toned back.

She’d been about to make an excuse, some ridiculous reason to leave but he’d flashed her that big smile, the one that had first entrapped her at the library when they’d first met, so boyishly charming and excitedly asked her what kind of popcorn she’d brought over.

Fuck her.

And now here she is, cuddled up next to him on his couch, while his hand traces circles over her waist, his chin pressed over her head and she can feel every rock hard inch of him, chest, abs, and the very obvious bulge she cannot get out of her mind. And the worst part, he’s barely hard. She fucking knows, because they’re currently watching a sex scene and she’d been equal parts surprised and horrified to feel the bulge grow harder against her ass as the girl took her top off. Now she can feel the heavy weight of it pressing insistently against her ass and she wants nothing more than to grind back against them but no! Bad Mikasa!

She must resist the urge.

Average sized men! Regular men!

Not Eren!!

Eren sighs almost in awe as the girl on screen is revealed, “God she’s hot.” Mikasa laughs nervously as she tries not to stare at the actress’s very impressive chest.

Eren pinches her waist at her reaction, chuckling, “You gotta admit Mik, a girl with a nice rack…” He trails off and Mikasa struggles to figure out how to respond, what is she supposed to say!?

“Yeah, I mean I guess I don’t get the infatuation, sometimes they’re umm kind of a pain in the ass.” She can feel him smile against her hair and his hand drifts upwards, towards the rack in question, just teasing at the swells of her breast and her breath hitches. “I love a girl with a good rack,” he murmurs against her ear, his voice deep and throaty now, “Especailly on a girl like you Mik, can’t decide what’s prettier, face or those tits.”

She squeaks, her heart rate spiking through the roof as he begins to caress over her boobs, just featherlight touches, nothing she couldn’t stop if she wanted to. But that’s the entire fucking problem, she does not want him to stop at all, especially because she’s so god damn sensitive right now.

He absently caresses over her, almost in a trance now, his attention shifting from the woman on screen to her, “They’re so perky too aren’t they Mik, you’re not even wearing a bra right now are you?” She shakes her head, it’s all she can do, her breath coming shallow as he cups the heavy mounds in his hands through her threadbare blue t-shirt. She’d thought it was a good choice earlier, cute, casual, a great outfit. But now, she regrets it so much, even more so because she didn’t wear a bra and the thin layer of blue fabric is all that separates his big warm hands from her skin.

“No,” Eren answers his own question, “These are just naturally lifted up, naturally perfect huh baby?”

She awaits the sweet release of death because there is no fucking way she’s getting out of this situation without at least blowing this boy, she’s never been so turned on in her life.

#lys's drabbles

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