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iamnightduchess · 3 years

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Queeeen! 😆 I live your HC to my ask about ReiKasa and if you don't mind, I'm sorry if I ask too many things but can you make HC of ReiKasa actor AU? Hehehe

Hello dearest, thank you for the interesting Ask! I hope this post fits into your envisioned universe 😉

Reiner x Mikasa (ReiKasa) Actor AU Universe (Gen) Headcanon #15

Acting Career

Both are very professional in their acting - they each have serious switch energies. They are both different off-screen and on-screen.

Reiner got his footing in acting as a rising action star. There had even been rumors of him being a stripper when he was in college, which he did not deny, saying that he needed to pay for his degree. In real life, he is the coolest, hilarious and dorky guy ever (He's a party animal!) But when the cams started rolling, he'll switch to the darkest mode needed for his character that it scares the producers at times. Same goes with Eren.

Before Reiner was cast as one of the recurring characters in the SnK series, he's also known as the face of Calvin Klein, Red Bull Energy Drink & Tag Heuer.

Meanwhile Mikasa is a multifaceted & talented actress who began her career as a child actress/commercial models. You could see her extensive filmography as she took on guest roles and recurring characters in older tv serials in the 90s & early 2000s. This woman also made a lot of cameos in the MV of famous rock & pop bands.

Mikasa is already a famous household name before her breakout role as the main actress for SnK The Series. She is the face of Dior, Simone Pérèle & Anna Sui.

After SnK The Series became a global phenomenon, both Reiner & Mikasa were appointed as Goodwill Ambassadors for UNICEF from the cast of the series.

SnK The Series (SnKTS)

When they were both cast into their respective characters, these two started out as acquaintances/ fellow castmates.

Mikasa was cast at the main three leads. Reiner was a recurring character until he gets a bump into the main roster for the final season.

These two barely have any direct lines with each other, but when they do have direct action/lines together, or just standing next to each other in a frame, fans can feel the intense vibe between these two.

Therefore, from S3 onwards, one can expect Reiner & Mikasa to be travelling together a lot for promos, fan panels & interviews.

Since they are the few actors on set that perform their own stunts, they spend a lot of time together with the stunt choreographer for most of their action scenes. Reiner and Mikasa have an amazing onscreen fight scene chemistry.

Any behind-the-scenes recording or media interviews would see these two playing pranks on each other or just tease each other mercilessly but one can see that they both have a soft spot for each other.

Dating Rumors

They both started noticing each other's endearing qualities since the first table reading for the series' season debut. They become fast, casual friends because they're both fitness enthusiasts & foodies.

These two would usually arrive on set 3 hours early & hit the gyms or do a quick run. After a while they'd usually do them together.

Reiner would be the one who's constantly checking if he might have accidentally hurt her in one of their fight scenes. Off-screen, their chemistry is very apparent amongst the production members but they insisted they're very comfortable friends.

There's a secret betting pool among the writers of the series that these two would end up married by the time the series wraps up.

One of the executive producers even said that if they end up married, he'll gift their firstborn child with his or her own education trust fund.

Reiner & Mikasa both have dating rumors but not with each other because they're so good in keeping things professional. Mikasa has fans speculating a lot, especially when a lot of musicians or sports stars shared that she is their dream date or big time crush. She's been linked to famous DJs & idols while Reiner has been linked to Victoria's Secret models & popstars. All of those were just rumors.

On red carpets of premiere, press tours, fan panels and after party, they're always photographed with a group of other cast members. Eagle-eyed fans would notice the subtle touches, secret whispers and longing looks from one to the other. Reiner would usually wear a tie that matches the color of Mikasa's dress. On-site fans would notice Reiner offering his hand for her to take when she wears heels or fixing her hair or her dress trains.

Levi and Hange, fellow married castmates who also had a secret relationship prior to their wedding, had been the one who's been Reiner & Mikasa's respective wingman/wingwoman. Armin and Annie, who are openly dating each other had been in cahoots in keeping their fellow castmates' relationship on the DL too. Annie had almost spilled the tea in an interview 🙈

These two are so private, they don't post anything about each other on their SM accounts. Reiner always posts about his fitness regime and hiking trips with Jean, Armin, Connie and occasionally Levi. Mikasa would post pictures of her, Hange, Annie, Sasha and Pieck on their vacations or her pictures of her cat, Primrose. But Annie's SM posts have almost exposed Reiner & Mikasa's relationship during one of their group's private getaways in Cabo.

Even the paparazzis were unable to spot them without non-family members or castmates around. But media was able to sniff their possible relationship when pictures of their secret vacation in Italy with their families were leaked online.

Their budding romance is comparable to Rose Leslie & Kit Harington from GOT or Ryan Reynolds & Blake Lively. Paps pictures of Mikasa sporting a huge diamond band on her finger has the rumor mills swirling. Some fans have been able to deduce the identity of her mysterious fiancé when she's seen with a fresh tattoo of the monogram letters R and B on the inside of her wrist, while Reiner has been spotted having the letters M and A tattooed on his.

Referencing to this post, prior to their wedding news, the moment Reiner appears on the cover of Men's Health Magazine with his nude pecs on full display, fans are finally able to confirm that he is Mikasa's mysterious husband-to-be based on the tattoos on his chest.

As soon as the news of their upcoming wedding was made official with the release of their official pre-wedding pictures, they legit broke the internet.

These two would spur fans to do a forensic on all past official promo, behind the scenes stills, making of & event images that would make people go, "Holy crap, the signs were all there!" If there's a mag cover caption best to describe the news, it'll be with "Married! When did it all even begin?"

Extremely Private Married Life

They had a closed, private wedding on a cruise ship in the summer. It was attended by fellow cast members and Mikasa & Reiner's other close celebrity friends.

Even after they're married, paps had a huge challenge trying to snap pictures of them together.

During the filming of the final season, Mikasa would be like Gal Gadot, filming her own stunts at 20 weeks of pregnancy. She was very persistent in not using a double. That even made Reiner sat restlessly on the sides whenever the cameras started rolling.

EDIT: The showrunners also decided to inject an indirect fan-service by featuring their characters right next to each other in the Final Season's official poster & key art for merchandise as they've been married & have given birth by the time the Final Season was ready to debut.

After her baby bump got too big and was getting a lot harder to cover, the production crew forced her to use a stunt double for long-shots.

When their twins were born, the new family had an exclusive feature with Harper's Bazaar. All proceeds from the rights purchase went straight to UNICEF.

The Executive Producer had setup the twins' college trust fund the moment the their names were officially announced by UNICEF on their website.

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Thanks for the Ask, dear! ❤ I had loads of fun with this 😆

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i-watch-too-many-movies · 3 years

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Favorite First Watches of January 2021

Giant (1956) (dir. George Stevens)

Elizabeth Taylor, Rock Hudson, and James Dean are at the absolute peak of their acting abilities and the peak of their hotness in this epic Western. Three generations of a Texas family are explored, an expertly done melodrama that is also not shy about examining America's racism and how it was hand in hand with capitalism.

Hard Boiled (1992) (dir. John Woo)

Incredible, heart-stopping action, explosions and open wounds galore, all packed inside a tightly done romantic drama. Much like Woo's magnum opus The Killer, it has that same rhythm as a ballet or a musical, which are his biggest inspirations when it comes to his filmmaking.

Jesus Camp (2006) (dir. Heidi Ewing & Rachel Grady)

There's a scene in this documentary where the preachers and counselors bring out a cardboard cutout of George W Bush and tell the kids to say "Thank you, Mr. President" for being Christian, and that's only the fifth or sixth most fucked up thing in this movie. Some of the best editing I've seen in a documentary, tells the truth about the hypocrisy that is the American Evangelist.

Melancholia (2011) (dir. Lars von Trier)

A film that feels more apocalyptic than it did than when it first came out. Climate change continues to grow worse, the youngest generation is most known for their depression and inability to be hopeful for the future, and now we're in a global pandemic. It only feels more and more likely that our time to be swallowed up by destruction of the Earth is right around the corner. Maybe that's too nihilistic of a mindset of a mindset to have, but it's natural for people of my generation, who have seen people like Claire and John, those who have all the money in the world, and choose to keep investing it in shitty wastelands like golf courses rather than giving it to those in need.

One Night in Miami... (2020) (dir. Regina King)

A film based on a true story, a true encounter of four Black legends; Muhammad Ali, Malcolm X, Jim Brown, and Sam Cooke. They discuss their lives, the religion of Islam, but most of all, they discuss their roles as Black public figures, whether they should be more peaceful or militant to white audiences. And knowing what happens to Malcolm X two years later, pandering to the white audiences to make them feel more comfortable feels like the irresponsible answer, which is a message that only feels more relevant in 2020s America. A tight script from Kemp Powers, even tighter direction from Regina King, and four brilliant lead performances make this one of the best of last year.

The Straight Story (1999) (dir. David Lynch)

One of Lynch's best, yet it feels severely underrated. Doesn't have his trademark terror or eroticism like Blue Velvet or Mulholland Drive, the cult classic status of the Twin Peaks show or films, or even the hipster's seal of approval like Inland Empire. And yet, this feels like a movie only he could direct. His love of the people of rural America, the way he directs landscapes, treating people who would be considered different with respect. The true story of Alvin Straight is one he directs with such grace and sincerity. Richard Farnsworth and Sissy Spacek give two of the best performances I've seen.

Superstar: The Karen Carpenter Story (1988) (dir. Todd Haynes)

Banned in the United States for a while due to its portrayal of Richard Carpenter, Superstar is one of the all-time great music biopics, an experimental film telling the tragic story of legendary pop singer Karen Carpenter through Barbie dolls. It seems like a dark comedy due to its bizarre premise, but it's an achingly sad movie about the pressure that we put on female musicians and their bodies. The ending will forever be burned into my brain.

Touki Bouki (1973) (dir. Djibril Diop Mambiéty)

I need to explore more African cinema, there's a whole continent worth of movies I just haven't seen. This was an excellent film. Two kids in love planning to leave their home country to Paris after stealing a rich douchebag's money. Beautifully shot, full of youth and hope, and exquisitely edited. I love the neverending loop of the Paris song, it turns from hopeful to nightmarish fairly quickly.

When Harry Met Sally... (1989) (dir. Rob Reiner)

There's not much I can say about this movie that's been said thousands of times. It's a classic romantic comedy, a perfect friendship between a man and a woman, made even more adorable by the fact that it's based off of Rob Reiner and Billy Crystal's friendship. New York is a third character in the film, topped off with its signature autumn foliage. And Meg Ryan & Billy Crystal's chemistry is immaculate.

#these movies are (chef's kiss)#giant #james dean #hard boiled #john woo #jesus camp #melancholia #lars von trier #one night in miami #regina king #the straight story #david lynch #todd haynes #superstar the karen carpenter story #touki bouki #when harry met sally #rob reiner

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profangirllu · 2 years

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Actor!Eren Yeager Headcanons (part 4)

Pairing: Actor!Eren Yeager x MakeupArtist!Reader (AOT Live Action Show AU)

Genre: I genuinely have no idea? fluff? angst? a little bit of both?

Type: headcanon/bulletpoint

A/N: This was originally supposed to be the last part, but it was getting SO LONG and there was SO MUCH that needed to happen that I’m splitting it into two. Inspired by @nihaalart ‘s actor au fan art :)

part 1, part 2, part 3

Going back to your apartment after everything was depressing to say the least

You had made good money as a makeup artist before Attack On Titan

Yk from doing makeup for weddings, SFX makeup for other projects, doing stuff on YouTube and social media and stuff

So it wasn’t that you were going back to a crappy place

But the off white walls, throw blankets, comfy couches, and picture frames that surrounded you just didn’t feel like home anymore

It was too lonely

You wanted the energy you felt on set

The excitement and fun

The friendship and love you had shared

Love

Eren

God, what was he going to think of you?

You just left him without any explanation

You refused to answer his or anyone else’s texts

You were kinda sorta shutting down 🙃

Mikasa and Hange had been messaging you on every platform you had

Jean, Reiner, and Zeke had texted you every morning

Armin had called you at least four times and Sasha sent you video messages

Even Levi - the captain of being antisocial - had sent you a message asking where you where and how you were doing

But Eren?

Eren sent nothing

Not a single message

No call, no text

Nothing

And honestly?

That hurt more than getting fired

You’d thought that after six months of filming

Six months of talking to each other and being there for one another

That he would’ve done something - anything - to show you he was worried, that he cared about you

But no

Nothing

It killed you inside

Took your heart and twisted it until you couldn’t breathe, only releasing it to stab it over and over again

You hated this

So much

The pain of everything that happened consumed you to the point where you literally didn’t get out of bed for three days

It wasn’t until you literally started to get nauseous from not eating that you decided enough was enough

So you picked yourself up from the depths of despair all by yourself and started over again

You got up and showered, washing your skin free of all your feelings until it was red

You threw your clothes and bedding into the laundry machine and went to the kitchen in the first new pair of clothes you’d put on since you’d gotten back

It felt good in a way, moving forward, trying to leave the past behind

But part of you was still breaking over the fact that everything was over

How you’d probably never see the people you’d grown to care about so much again

Because they were global superstars and you were just you

You’d always had a feeling that you’d be left in the dust once this was over

That they were all just being nice because they had to see you all the time

But you couldn’t focus on that anymore

As much as it hurt, the past was the past

You had to focus on what was happening right now

What you could do to move forward

About a week after you’d been fired, you decided to finally go back to makeup

You’d cleaned up the small office space you used as your studio - washing your brushes, fixing your palettes and paints, organizing everything to set it up for how you normally did walkthroughs/tutorials

You were literally about to press record on your camera to start when you heard a knock on your door

You sighed

You really just wanted to be left alone with your makeup right now 😞

But then you remembered the new Mehron body paints you had ordered a few weeks back and realized it was probably them so you got up anyways

You trudged to your door, hair held back by a fuzzy headband and clad in a black tank top and your most embarrassing pajama pants because no one ever saw the bottom half of your body in your videos anyways

The knocking on your door got louder and you huffed out an “I’m coming” before reaching for the handle and swinging it open

You stopped dead in your tracks

The figure in front of you was dressed head to toe in black, hood pulled up over their head and a mask covering the bottom half of their face

Honest to god you had no idea who this strange person was judging from their getup alone

But their eyes?

You’d know those eyes anywhere

You could die and be reincarnated and in another life you’d still be able to recognize them

There

In all his glory and charm

Was Eren. Freaking. Yeager

And you

Beating the amazing talented beautiful dISASTER that you are

SLAMMED THE DOOR SHUT

Because oh my god????

What was he doing here????

How did he get your address??? Why didn’t he call or text??? Why was he literally on your doorstep oh my g o d?????

But then you realize you just shut the door on a literal global celebrity who probably risked a whole lot even just getting to your place so you take a few deep breaths and open the door

You don’t look at him again, just move to the side and gesture for him to come in quickly

You close the door behind him softly as he walks into your home

A weird feeling since your home is your safe space and you hardly let anyone into it

Eren had taken off his hood and mask and was standing in front of you with his hands in his pockets awkwardly

Like he was a middle schooler giving a presentation

You cleared your throat even more awkwardly

“What, uh… what are you doing here?”

He fiddled with his hands

“I wanted to see how you were doing.”

He shifted slightly

“... and I’m also on strike.”

You blinked

He was on what now?

“Eren, what? What do you mean you’re on strike?”

He sighed and pushed a few strands of hair away from his face

“After you left, the rest of the cast and I asked around to see what happened. Nobody would tell us until Armin did a little digging.

“He found out that you had been fired and replaced with someone else - one of the assistants that Esme brought with her this season.”

You nodded

You’d figured that one of the other artists or assistants would’ve taken your job

Eren continued, “You know those stalker fans? The ones that follow us around everywhere, show up at our houses sometimes, and try to get into every fan event and stuff?”

You nodded slowly, trying to understand where he was going

He let out a mirthless laugh

“Turns out that ‘assistant’ was actually one of them. She had been watching me for months, and I guess when she saw how close we were she got jealous. She was the one who went to the director and got you fired.”

He looked at you for a second, half expecting a reaction from you

But you sat in stunned silence as you tried to process his words

Eren sighed, “At first no one would tell me anything - about what happened with you, I mean. I asked everyone but no one seemed to know. But then the assistant… she kept saying things - weird things to me. She even followed me to my trailer one night after shooting and refused to leave when I asked her to. It was making me really uncomfortable so I told Mikasa and Armin about it.

“That’s when Armin started asking around about her and found out. After the truth came out, the director tried to support his decision about firing you, but none of the cast was comfortable with it so we refused to work until you were brought back. We’ve been on strike for almost five days now and no filming has been getting done. The director told me that I had to come and ask you back in person, so I’m here.”

You blinked

“I… Eren I don’t even know what to say…”

You ran a hand over your face and motioned for him to sit down on the couch

“First of all, I’m so sorry you had to go through that. I can’t imagine how scary it must be when fans like that are around, let alone in a position that close to you.

“Secondly, I appreciate all of you doing that for me, I really really do. More than you know. But it isn’t fair to ask you to do that.”

Eren opened his mouth to say something but you put a hand up

“You’ve all worked so hard to get to where you are, you shouldn’t throw it away for someone who is easily replaceable. I can’t ask to make my problem yours.”

Eren sat for a moment before taking your hands in his

His touch was so gentle, thumb caressing the back of your hand softly as if you were made from fine porcelain that would break if held too roughly

“That’s the thing, (Y/N), you aren’t replaceable. You’re what brings life to set every day, the reason so many of us are so happy this season even though we’re all exhausted. You make it a better place and us better people. So you aren’t asking us to do anything. When it comes to you, your problems become our problems too.”

He paused

“... they become mine too.”

The tentative tone in his voice made you meet his gaze

Those beautiful eyes that were so vibrant you couldn’t believe they were real

You swallowed

“Why?”

His lips turned up softly in a smile and his voice was no more than a whisper when he spoke next

“Because I love you”

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cvtqr · 3 years

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chapter one; touché, jaeger

content warning; public sex, cheating, wall sex, unprotected, cream pie, slight degradation

the sun was setting as you walked out the front doors of your dormitory, closing them behind you. hearing your phone quietly ring, you pulled it out from the waistband of your skirt.

‘hello’

babe, are you guys almost here? games about to start and the other girls need historia

‘leaving now, hist just got here’

alright, if i can’t catch you before it starts we’re still on for dinner... right?

‘yeah of course. good luck reiner, win one for me.’

your life right now made you feel like you were in some cliche romcom. dating the college football superstar, best friends with the head cheerleader, all the cliches made you feel like you were still in high school. historia has been your best friend since birth, so of course the two of you hadn’t split up entering college. she had the cheer scholarship, you had the brains to get in with an application. you met reiner through mutual friends, but you couldn’t figure out why he fell for someone like you. usually, in the movies, the hot popular guy falls in love with the hot popular girl... but that wasn’t you, it was more like your best friend. you were more laid back, just wanting to get your degree.

your relationship with reiner was... slow, to say the least. it’s almost the end of your freshman year of college and he seems to be more focused on football than you. but you don’t blame him, he just wants to be successful with his passion. you do hate the fact that you have to take care of yourself all the time. he’s never able to stay the night, as he has training early in the morning. sometimes you wish that he could just be more available to you.

running out down the small path, you stopped in front of a car full of people. this was the way all friday nights were. you were picked up by a jammed pack car holding historia and a bunch of other people, before driving off to the football field. opening the car, it was really full tonight.

“you’re gonna have to sit on someone’s lap, just for the ride” jean said with a grim smirk on his face

“hist you’re tiny, sit on ymir’s lap”

ymir of course not having a problem, pulled the small blonde into her lap with a grin on her face. you then hopped into the car, taking historia’s previous spot.

arriving at the field, historia had to run off to her team and get a lecture by the coach on why she has to stop being so late. after giving her a hug for good luck, you wandered off to the concession stands.

“just a pretzel, please”

receiving your snack, you were about to walk over to the bleachers until you heard your name being called over the short fence.

“Y/N!”

letting out a sigh, you ran over to the voice calling you over.

“quiet down, unnecessary attention.”

lifting his helmet off, he used his large hands to pull your head into his, capturing his lips with yours.

“and? ya look pretty tonight, what if i want people to see my gorgeous little girlfriend.”

“don’t you have a game to play, tough guy?”

talking to your boyfriend, you felt like someone was piercing into the back of your head. people were probably watching the two of you, but no... that wasn’t the feeling. it felt like one person had their eyes glued to you. saying goodbye to your boyfriend, you started to walk over to the bleachers. they were packed with people and you had no one to sit with. your eyes started to scan looking for either bertholdt or colt, two quiet boys you seemed to get along well with.

bertholdt was reiner’s best friend. you noticed him the first time you met everyone. he was always following reiner around like a lost puppy, but reiner seemed to love his presence. when you and reiner started dating, he left you guys alone most the time, but he’s still was always around. colt you also met through reiner, on campus. you really strengthened your friendship after visiting reiners hometown over mid-winter break. while you and reiner were babysitting his cousin, her best friend tagged along, who was the little brother of colt.

you were getting a little nervous until you heard someone call your name and wave you over. jean kirstein, from the car. jean pissed you off on so many levels, but he also made you feel safe in a way. running over to where he was, you took a seat in between him and his best friend.

“hey marco! kirstein.”

“ouch... you’re so cold sometimes, y/n”

jean always had to make a dramatic comment no matter what the situation was. settling into your seat, you stayed quiet for the most part after that. the game was close to being over when you got up from your spot.

“gonna use the bathroom, ill be right back.”

you didn’t actually have to pee, just needed a moment away from the screaming and loud noises. running towards the extra, empty parking lot. you felt someone grab your arm, dragging you into the darkness. about to scream, you felt a hand cover your mouth.

“shhh, its just me.”

wiggling out of his grip, you pushed him into the brick wall. he let out a chuckle, surprised you could shove him like that.

“you dipshit, i thought i was getting kidnapped.”

you felt rough hands pull you by the waist into his chest.

“yeah well anyone would want to get their hands on a pretty girl like you, i’ve warned you about wandering at night by yourself... haven’t i?”

“touché, jaeger”

his slender fingers found their way up your thighs and under your skirt, teasing the hem of your panties.

“not here jaeger, i have to get back to-”

“back to the boyfriend, yeah.” - he didn't stop though, he snuck his hand down to make contact with your clit, rubbing small, soft circles around it. “remember our agreement though? if you want, i can break it... show everyone your-”

“fine. make it quick.”

“you don't make the rules here, ill take as much time as i need.”

eren jaeger was popular around campus, not in the same way as reiner though. he wasn't some big shot blonde football player, just well known for being a jackass. his reputation started in the beginning of the year. he was a pretty low-key guy, just down to fuck almost anyone who asked. but then he'd just break their hearts, but girls always still tried getting him to fall for them.

he released your skirt and pushed you back up against the wall. as you both switched positions, you could see the faint red in his eyes, pulled out by the street light.

his lips found yours, roughly shoving his tongue into your mouth. once he felt that was enough, he flipped you over on the wall. to avoid scraping your face or getting your shirt dirty, you pushed your hands up onto the wall. you heard the familiar unbuckle of eren’s belt, and the shuffling of him trying to free his erect cock.

brining his hand in front of your mouth, he cupped it a bit. knowing what he wanted you to do, you spit right into it twice. he then brought his hand back and lathered his cock with your saliva. pulling the bottom of your skirt up to your waist, he pushed your panties to the side before slowly sliding himself into you.

not bothering to care about the stinging you might've been feeling, he brought himself back out before slamming right back in. repeating and repeating, going at a roughly fast pace.

“‘ren sl-... slow down.”

“shut up, whore. you should... fuck- should know your place by now.”

letting out a whimper, you felt your fingertips push so hard into the wall, bound to leave a scratch. you then had them peeled off the concrete wall, as eren pulled both of you backwards. pulling out, he spun you around and pushed you back up onto the wall.

he brought your thigh up to meet his hip, before thrusting himself back into you.

“your little pussy takes me so fuckin’ well”

clenching around him from his words, you let your head fall down onto his shoulder.

“want me to fill you u-”

he was cut off by the sound of your phone ringing. brining your head up, you went to go pull your phone out and hit decline... but eren beat you to it. he took your phone and hit accept, holding it up to your ear.

babe?

‘r-reiner!’

nice win, right?

‘y-yeah you were... you were amazing as always’

cuz i was thinkin’ of you. anyways i'm heading to the locker room, you with bert?

you felt yourself start to panic at the heat of the moment. you were on the phone with your boyfriend as you were getting pounded by the biggest dick on campus. he was ruthless. not bothering to slow down or stop, he just thrusted in harder and faster than before.

‘no actually-’ you were about to let out a moan but you covered it up with a cough ‘just i-in... the bath- the bathroom’

you okay?

‘yeah i’m... fine, 'm fine. ill see you in a few’

alright, love you

‘i love, love you too.’

right when you hung up you choked out a load moan that's been building up. without warning, eren came and shot right up inside you. of course he wouldn't make you cum at a scene like this.

pulling out, he pushed the seeping cum back up with his fingers, before pulling your panties back in place and fixing your skirt.

“now go hangout with your boyfriend while your full of my cum.”

“eren-”

he turned you around back out of the darkness and playfully smacked your ass before giving your back a little push.

“i promise i’ll make it up to you, now run along like a good girl.”

giving him a frown, you made your way to the exit of the locker room. you stood there waiting for reiner, clenching your thighs together.

dinner with reiner was sweeter than usual. most times after a game you were dragged to a loud diner with all his friends, forced to hangout with them. but tonight, reiner just wanted it to be you and him. nothing special though, just a quick food joint. walking back to your dorm, you felt the guilt build up in your chest like it always did.

arriving at the front door of your single-person dorm, reiner pulled you into a soft, sweet kiss.

“practice is canceled tomorrow, i can stay for once.”

of course, the one night you're stuffed to the brim with another man’s cum.

opening the door, you let him in. the two of you laid kissing on the bed, before he tried sneaking his hand up your skirt.

you felt yourself start to internally freak out. if he were to finger you right now, he'd just be met with a load of cum.

“i-im on my period.”

reiner was always understanding, so of course he was in this position.

“ok, that's fine. we can just cuddle and watch a movie.”

“sounds good” after placing a kiss on his cheek, you got up to go put a pair of sweats on, before returning back to your bed.

he must've been worn out from the game, as he almost immediately fell asleep in your arms. you couldn’t help but feel guilty, thinking about eren. do you wish it was him laying in your arms right now? no. reiner is everything you could ever ask for. you knew he deserved the world, you don't want to hurt him like you are now.

but you knew what would happen if you didn't give eren what he wanted.

and that'd be even worse.

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jujubean90 · 3 years

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Part 1

Word Count: 4992

Genre: AoT Modern AU, Rich Fem Body Reader, Romance. AoT x Reader.

Warnings: SFW, Story building, little bit of relationship angst, mentions of cheating and toxic relationship. Sorry for typos!

Featured Characters: Reiner Braun, Jean Kirstein, Christa/Historia Reiss, Mikasa Ackerman, Eren Yeager

Synopsis: You pull the favor of a lifetime for your friend Jean Kirstein. He's an undergraduate artist, still in his senior year but you convinced your parents to show him at your family's high class art studio. You connected all your connections for him and tonight is his big night. While mingling with the crowd you come across someone who looks painfully out of place and you can't help but be intrigued. So why was Marley University's superstar athlete Reiner Braun at an art show of all places? You get to know him and the two of you hit it off. However, instead of enjoying each other's company, the two of you end up teaming up to save Jean's entire show from becoming a disaster when Jean's muse shows her face alongside her old flame. You also find out Reiner Braun is in a toxic relationship of his own and you are determined to open his eyes to new possibilities with you.

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You step out of your matte gray Honda Civic Type R and toss the keys to the valet in front of your parent’s art studio. It wasn’t the most impressive car that rolled up, but you didn’t care. Your style was always your own, and even though you could easily afford a Porsche, you didn’t bother. Just like you didn’t bother to wear noticeable designer clothes or carry a designer handbag. Of course, nothing you owned was cheap. Your evening gown was perfectly tailored, and custom made as were your matching shoes and handbag. You didn’t have to impress people or flaunt yourself to an unnecessary degree. Everyone in the art and fashion community that mattered knew who the heck you were, and you were most definitely respected despite your age.

“Y/N! Didn’t know you were back in town!” you heard someone say.

“Y/N, we’ve got to catch up!”

“Y/N, what are your thoughts on the recent jewelry show in Paradis?”

You offered a smile and a few comments before heading inside. The place was crowded already, but it didn’t bother you. You knew your way around and you navigated through the people with professional ease. You knew how to make an abrupt, impactful conversation that would linger on the minds of the studio’s guests. You also knew exactly where the bar was and that absolutely had to be your first stop before heading to see your friend on his big night. Jean Kirstein had his first real art showing and it was all because of you.

“Merlot and a shot of Schnapps please,” you tell the bar tender. Your eyes scan the crowd as they mingled with one another before the show. Writer’s and bloggers were interviewing critics and other big names that showed up to view the young man’s art. Women were wooing potential sugar daddies. Older women were looking for young meat. Older gentlemen were conversing with their adorably clueless, big breasted side pieces while they twirled their hair and giggled at every little word. Waiters and waitresses were moving through the crowd with fluid precision. Glasses were clinking, music was playing. The studio was the way it’s always been, and you found it amusing.

“Here you go ma’am.”

You mutter a quick thanks after you take both the wine glass and the shot off with you into the direction of the back prep rooms. Your heels clack across the ground with purpose and you stop right outside one of the occupied rooms.

“Jean?”

“Yeah. In here.”

“Are you nervous?” you ask as you slide in and present him the shot glass.

Jean Kirstein looks up at you after he takes a deep breath, almost sighing with relief that you’re here. And with alcohol to boot. He takes the shot of Schnapps you pass him and downs it. “What Me? Nah. It’s not like this is my first art show or something. Why should I be nervous?”

You raise your brow skeptically and note the bead of sweat on the young man’s brow. He gives you a little laugh and runs his fingers through his ash-blonde locks. “Ah, fuck me, Y/N. I’m about as nervous as a whore in church.”

You cover your mouth and try your best to stop the wine you were drinking from coming back up and pelting your friend’s suite front. Seeing your reaction makes him ease up just a bit more. “You’ve been hanging around Sasha Braus’s family too much. “

“Yeah, I’ve picked up a few sayings…but, seriously. I am nervous. My friends are here. Big names in the art community are present. You’ve got the press here. This is such a big deal for me. I’m so thankful that you convinced your parents to let me show my art at their studio. It’s rare that an undergraduate gets this sort of opportunity.”

“Think nothing of it Jean,” you reassure. “I’m glad we stayed in contact even after I graduated. I’m always happy to help a friend. But, I have to know, is your muse showing up?”

Jean looked to the side for a moment. “Well, about that…”

You set your glass down and give him your full attention. “Don’t tell me…”

“I haven’t spoken to her in a few weeks. She’s invited, but I doubt she comes. Truth be told…I’m starting to regret ignoring some red flags I saw when we first got together.”

“Hey, sometimes we do stupid shit when we’re in love. Maybe it’ll all work out. Come on, let’s get your mind set on the art show. We’ll go for drinks later, celebrate its success and pick back up on the whole relationship drama. Right now, I need you to focus.”

“You always know how to set folks straight,” Jean sighed. “Alright, head on out while I clear my mind and go over my speech one more time. I’m almost ready.”

“Gotcha. It’s lively out there and I guess I need to converse a bit more. Maybe butter up some of the critics for you.” You give Jean a wink and slip out the door to give him some much needed privacy. The moment you hear the latch catch behind you, a sigh escapes your lips, and you shake your head. “Damn, definitely not a time to say I told you so but…ah, Jean, you’re a hopeless romantic. I told you she was just using you as a rebound.”

You had to let Jean learn the hard way though. He was younger than you and he was just a senior at your old alma mater. You met him while you were taking a few elective classes to finish up your own art degree when he came in as a freshman. Unlike him, your medium wasn’t a large canvas, nor did you create sculptured pieces. You were a jewelry designer and a damn good one. You stayed friends and kept in touch even when you were picked up by Signet Significant, the leading jewelry design company in the world. And you were now one of their top designers.

Your name was out there, and you had your connections, so when Jean stated he needed to showcase his art for his final grade his senior year, you suggested your parent’s art studio, which had a huge reputation among Marley’s fine arts community. Only the big names got to show here and for a student like Jean Kirsten who was unknown and undiscovered, this was a dream come true. Everything was riding on tonight. You knew he had the talent. Even your parents agreed he had the talent. Your heart was racing the minute they gave the okay for him to show because he deserved to be recognized. He was a sweet, good natured guy with humble beginnings.

You, on the other hand, always had a life of luxury. You also worked your ass off to get where you were, determined not to fall into the pit of nepotism. And for that, you held your chin up high and your stride was always confident. You turned heads wherever you went, especially tonight with your evening gown with its swooping neckline all to showcase your latest design with its dazzling blue sapphires and aquamarines.

Tonight was all about Jean, but you had no shame when it came to a little self-promotion. And the art bloggers, designers, and the like always had something to say. So, you gave them a smile, and when approached, you answered a few questions about the piece. The atmosphere was buzzing with excitement and the live smooth jazz music just made the whole experience right.

That’s when you notice him. The awkward blonde who looked completely out of place. He was dressed up to match the events dress code, but his face is what gave him away. He didn’t look like the type to be interested in these sort of events. He hung out near the back alone with a wine glass in his big hand. Those hands certainly weren’t for creating art, but you noticed a ring on one of his fingers. A championship ring, and it was one that you remember working on for your alma mater’s football team after they won last season. That’s when you realized, he was the much hyped, talented quarterback who would be drafted into the professional league before he graduated, Reiner Braun. And the only reason you noticed him, was because he was looking at you first.

You were a few years older than him, but that wasn’t about to stop you from saying hello. Especially not when those golden eyes reminded you of high grade of golden beryl or citrine. You couldn’t decide. It didn’t matter. You had to get a closer look because your designer cogs were starting to turn, and he might be your next inspiration.

“You look a bit lonely back here,” you say as you take the spot beside him. “Were you dragged her against your will or something?”

He smiled and you were reminded of the brilliant pearls found and grown in the country of Hizuru. The way his eyes sparkled put every gem you’d ever seen to shame. And you’ve seen some extraordinary pieces. “No, I willingly came. I wanted to support the artist. He’s a longtime friend of mine. We went to school together, now we attend the same college together. Jean’s always had my back, so I wanted to return the favor.”

“Huh, strange that we haven’t met,” you say. “Jean’s a good friend of mine.”

“Ah, you must be Y/N then,” Reiner said. “I knew I recognized you from somewhere. Might I just say…the pictures I’ve seen of you don’t do you any proper justice.”

You flash him a smile before you spoke. “Smooth and handsome. I like it…”

“Reiner Braun,” he said when he noted your pause and realized he needed to properly introduce himself. Of course, you knew his name, you just wanted to give him a chance to tell you. “I’m Marley University’s quarterback.” He paused and averted his eyes for a moment. “Well, I was…”

“Was? You aren’t playing anymore?”

“Tore my ACL first game of the season,” he sighed. “I had a few more injuries prior. Honestly, it was only a matter of time. Those days are over now. At least I got some good memories and a championship ring out of it.”

“I hate that happened to you. Did you have a backup plan?”

“Yeah, I’d be a fool if I didn’t. It’ll take me a little longer, but I’m finishing with a business and finance degree. What about you? Jean didn’t go into detail about you, other than you’ve known one another for awhile and your parents own the studio.”

“Well, you see that ring you have on your finger?”

Reiner raised his brow and brought his hand up. He rotated it, allowing the gems to catch in the overhead light. “My championship ring? What about it?”

“I designed it.”

A grin crept across his face as he met your gaze. “Incredible…”

“I think it’s a nice piece, certainly,” you say casually.

“No, not the ring. You…”

You found yourself blushing and that was odd because you never cared for flattery or anything of that sort, mostly because it came from people who were kissing your ass or trying to get on your good side. But, hearing something like that from a man with no understanding of your career or your name, affected you greatly. That’s because it was genuine. The way his eyes lingered on you made you all the more interested in the former football star of Marley University.

So, you stood with him for a bit longer and got to know him. He enjoyed quick witted banter. He enjoyed that you understood his sport and his passion. He enjoyed that you listened to him. For some reason, you felt that he didn’t get to do a lot of talking. You weren’t sure why. Something about the way his eyes sparkled when you left the floor open for him to tell you things made your intuition pop off about that assumption.

“It’s almost time for the show to start. Want to go fill your glass beforehand? I know I need another drink.”

“I should probably go see where my date ran off to,” he tells you. Your heart sinks and you notice the look on his face. He doesn’t want to depart from your conversation. You can tell he wants to go with you more than anything, but you can’t blame him for wanting to do the right thing. Then again, he was tossing you so many complements that it never crossed your mind that he might be here with someone.

“What sort of person leaves a good-looking guy like you by themselves, anyway?”

“It’s nothing new. Christa often leaves me on my own and gets mad if I accompany her while she makes her social rounds,” Reiner told you. “Though, she’s done this more often now that I’m no longer on the team and considered for the professional league.”

You understood immediately what sort of person his date was, and you realized your observation about him never being able to speak probably had something to do with her. Before you could say anything, your eyes caught someone arriving late. You almost drop your purse when you realized who it was. Mikasa Ackerman, Jean’s muse…and she was with a man. “Shit.”

Reiner’s gaze followed yours and he understood immediately why you swore. He sucked in the air around him and held his breath. Mikasa was with Eren Yeager, her previous love before getting with Jean. “I knew it,” he groaned. “I knew he was a rebound.”

“You told him too, huh?”

“Yeah, multiple times.”

“The aud-“

“Reiner, love! There you are! I was looking all over for you.” Both of you turn in the direction that you heard the voice call out. You met the brilliant blue eyes of a blonde-haired woman with her hair done up like a princess. She wore designer everything and she flaunted it to an annoying degree. Her voice was sickly sweet, and you noted the look behind her eyes more than anything. She screamed manipulator. “Who’s this?”

She stared between the two of you for a moment and then her eyes locked and stayed on you, demanding an answer. That’s when you remembered you saw her earlier before stepping into Jean’s prep room. She was sneaking off with one of your more wealthy, notable guests to do who knows what. And that’s why Reiner Braun was left standing here alone.

“This is-.”

“I didn’t ask you, Reiner,” Christa snapped.

Reiner looked away and you raised your brow. Seems Jean isn’t the only one who needs to learn from their relationship issues. Still, you give the woman a charming smile and introduce yourself. “My name is Y/N. I’m a long-time friend of Jean’s and my parent’s own this art studio. I was simply making the rounds and speaking with the guests before the show started.”

“Wait, Y/N? You’re the jewelry designer, aren’t you? I’ve got a few of your pieces. They get me the best complements. Say, that one on your neck…has it been released?”

“Not yet. This is the only one made right now. It’ll debut in stores in the Spring.”

“Reiner! Please, I must have it!” she squealed. “Oh, please, please for our anniversary.”

“I don’t…think I can afford that right now,” he said quietly. “I’m still paying off your other piece.”

“Way to embarrass me like always,” Christa snapped.

“That necklace is worth 3,000.00 Marley Notes,” you say. “How could you possible expect a college student to afford-“

“His family has money,” she quickly said. “Lots of it. He doesn’t have to work, but he does it anyway.”

“Sounds like he just wants to be responsible,” you say. Reiner shifted uncomfortably and averted his eyes. It was clear he was embarrassed. You empathized with him, but you had to figure out how to warn Jean about Mikasa. You didn’t want him to step out and see her with someone without giving him a heads up.

“I’m going to get another drink,” Christa announced. “You should probably be going too.”

For a second, you thought she was talking to Reiner, but you realized she was talking to you and it took everything you had in your being not to put the little bitch in her place. You could have ruined her right there and called her out for sneaking into a room with some other man, but that wouldn’t be good. Reiner wouldn’t appreciate it. He would be further embarrassed and you would be embarrassed for him. The poor guy already had enough on his plate.

“Right, I was just heading off anyway,” you say nicely. “It was a pleasure to meet you both.” You extend your hand to Christa first and she gives it a half-assed grasp and shake. Then you went to Reiner. He took your hand, and it almost took your breath away because of how gentle his touch was. He griped you firmly, but more so in this appreciative way that made it seem as though he didn’t want to let go. And you could tell by the look in his eyes that he didn’t. You could tell he wanted to know more about you. It was Christa clearing her throat that broke the spell between the two of you.

“It was a pleasure to meet you, Y/N,” he said as both of you reluctantly let go. You turned and walked away, only to hear Christa mouth of to the gentle giant further. ‘Stay away from her’, you hear and you knew what game you wanted to play tonight, but that would be after you prepared Jean with the news of Mikasa’s arrival.

You made your way back toward the prep room and you did your best to dodge conversation, but you couldn’t be rude. You had to use your best tactics to get through the crowd. When you finally broke away to beeline to Jean’s room you noticed someone following behind you. Their hurried heavy footfalls got your attention first. “Y/N, wait!”

“Mr. Braun, you’re suppose to be staying away from me,” you playfully reply over your shoulder.

You saw the man blush and he paused to rub the back of his neck. “I just wanted to come with you to give Jean a heads up and offer my support.”

“Shit, hold on then,” you say as you make a quick detour to the bar. While the bar tender was turned, you leaned over and snatched up a small bottle of whiskey like it was no big deal.

“Perks for owning the place, huh?” Reiner asked.

“You know it, pretty boy,” you say with a wink.

“Are you flirting with me?”

“Weren’t you flirting with me? I’m just returning what I feel you’re owed.” All Reiner could do was smile as you both high tailed it to Jean’s room. He was coming out the door and adjusting his suite jacket when the two of you swooped down on him and pushed him back in.

“Y/N, Reiner? What the…what’s going on?” he stammered.

“We gotta talk,” Reiner said first. You present him the bottle of whiskey and he places his hand up to refuse your offer.

“You’re gonna need it,” you tell him as you undo the top. “God knows I already do.”

“Guys…what’s happening?” Jean asked as his expression became serious.

Reiner motions for the bottle after you take a quick swig. “So, Mikasa is here…”

“T-That’s great! I…I honestly can’t believe she came.”

“Oi, calm down,” Reiner huffs as he averts his eyes. He cleared his throat before continuing. “She’s here with Eren.”

You watched as the sparkle in Jean Kirstein’s eyes faded along with his gentle, warm smile. It was honestly heartbreaking to see the man’s foundation crack and crumble before your eyes. All Reiner could do was gingerly hold out the bottle for him. Jean’s lip twitched and you knew the break down was coming.

You heard the music stop outside and you realized it was time for the show, but Jean wasn’t in the proper state of mind to give his presentation. Reiner looked at you, questioning what should be done. You met his gaze while you worked out a plan. You had to save this for Jean. A small, audible noise that sounded like a creaking gate vibrated from Jean’s throat. You didn’t have time to develop an elaborate plan. Luckily, Reiner looked more than ready to assist with whatever you came up with.

“Right, I know the outline of his speech. I’ve heard it enough and I can go get this moving for him. Can I count on you to watch over him and maybe try to pull him together?”

Reiner looked at you in awe and then, this determined expression formed on his face. “I can try to get him calmed down, maybe stable enough to join you up there. You sure you’ve got this Y/N?”

“In the bag, babe,” you say as you flip your hair and prepare yourself mentally. The words for your improv speech were already formulating in your mind, and you leave the room for the second time that night. You hear the murmur echoing from the main hall. People were wanting to know what was going on. Specifically, they wanted to know why Mr. Jean Kirstein wasn’t at the podium. You marched right up to their and took the microphone and with your clear voice you brought the show to life.

“Welcome all to the unveiling of ‘An Evening in Hizuru.’ I am pleased to begin this evenings showing as its guest speaker. Normally, our artist presents first, but we’ve decided to change things up. I wanted to personally introduce this young artist. He is a dear friend of mine and a student, yes, you heard me. He is still a student at Marley University. These brilliant pieces are a product of young, raw, undiscovered talent and you all get the privilege to experience him at this debut. “

You notice the whisper immediately. Critics were skeptical beings and with Jean being so young and unproven, they were ready to tear him apart. You could see them arming their tongues like missiles. But you were observant and armed with words of your own. “It is unheard of that our studio hosts an unknown artist, let alone a student. You’ve been coming here for years, and you know that my family would not agree to display just any work of art. Our criteria for showing have always been intense. I know because I’ve read many upset comments from artists that we’ve turned down. So, understand that what you see and experience tonight not only met our criteria, but surpassed it.”

That rationalization seemed to fight back the bitter tongues of the critic beasts. The reputation of the studio could not be denied. And neither could you as you connected and described a new tale for Jean’s art. His speech would go on to introduce his muse and his inspiration brought on by his feelings for her. Instead, you took your own experience in Hizuru and painted a picture of Jean diving into the culture and history on his own. You were careful with your wording, so he was free to fill in whatever he wanted in the near future, whether it was revealing that Mikasa had been part of his inspiration or not. You had the crowd engaged and intrigued about Jean Kirstein and he wasn’t even present.

Reiner comforted the sobbing mess of a man the best he could in the backroom. He listened to Jean just as much as he listened to you through the wall.

“Why was I not good enough?” Jean cried out as he sobbed into his friend’s chest. “Why am I always second to Eren?”

“Jean…you are good enough.” Reiner gently told him. “You’ve got a lot of heart and you’ve always been head strong and honest. It’s her loss for not seeing these qualities in you.” Reiner knew his words were falling on deaf ears. All he could do is sit with him while he unleashed his pain. He didn’t care if his dress shirt was ruined. Reiner was also an emotion man and Jean had seen him break down on a few occasions.

He offered a word here and there, but he knew his role was to exist as a present anchor while Jean collected himself. So, his mind wandered to you. It was beautiful how you cared for your friends and stepped up when they needed you. You were out there saving Jean and he didn’t realize it. You came up with a solution on the fly and followed through and it was, just as he said earlier, incredible.

“W-where…is Y/N?” Jean suddenly questioned.

“Presenting your art. Making sure you have a future and supporting you. You weren’t kidding about her. Though…why you wanted us to meet…”

Jean sniffled as he considered his friend. “Because you deserve someone better than Christa. You deserve someone who is patient and doesn’t give a damn about being the “it” girl. You need someone who can see beauty in the dullest gemstone. And that is Y/N. She’s someone who can offer you direction and meaning. I just know it.”

“You sound like you have feelings for her,” Reiner muttered.

“No, I just know her, and I know you. I’ve wanted you two to meet for so long because in my mind you were perfect for one another. Bringing you together because of your combined help and how you both believed in me was the ideal thank you to you both. Especially you, Reiner. I wanted you to be happy because…I knew…I knew what Mikasa was doing just like you know what Christa is doing. This stupid art show…I could go out there and burn every fucking painting that she influenced, but…if you and Y/N end up hitting it off. If you end up finally happy…that will be my magnum opus.”

A round of applause erupted from outside and Jean wiped his tears away. “Reiner…I’m going out there. I’m going to present my art. I’m going to do what I need to do.” He paused and laughed through his shinning eyes. “I didn’t have to introduce the two of you…you met each other naturally. Kinda like I pictured. You’d just gravitate towards one another. Opposites, yet fitted together so perfectly. She won’t care if you don’t go on to play professionally. She won’t speak over you. She won’t belittle you. She won’t remind you of your failures. She won’t torment you mentally. You can just be you…and I’ll get my shit together and find someone who values me too.”

“Jean…”

“Just…don’t let this opportunity slip, idiot. Thank you for being a bro and not judging me for showing my emotions.” Jean straightened his suite jacket and furrowed his brow. “I’m not going to let Y/N down either. Time to pull my weight.”

Both men walked out of the room and Reiner stood off to the side while Jean waited for you to announce his take over of the presentation. You noticed him in you field of vision immediately. Without any sort of awkward pause, you transitioned your speech and welcomed him to the podium. Applause rang out and you stepped down to give your friend his moment to shine.

Reiner handed you a glass of water and you couldn’t help but smile at his attentive courtesy. “I think we might have saved him,” you say after a long drink. “I mean look at him up there…he’s giving his all. Only the two of us know what’s going on for real.”

“Y/N…you’re a good person. I wish we had met sooner. I think…I’d have a healthier view of life if we did.”

“Well, we’re meeting now, yeah?”

“Yeah…but, I’m spoken for. Christa and I have been together since high school.”

“Doesn’t seem to stop her from doing what she wants. I guess I understand your commitment. Still, you deserve better than that. Jean does too.”

“Did Jean…say something about her?” he asked quietly.

“No…it’s just something I observed.” You reach into your purse and pull out one of your business cards. “When you want to go searching for that healthier view of life, give me a call. I’d love to show you all the reason why life can beautiful despite its setbacks.”

Reiner took it from you and smiled as he thumbed over the raised lettering and numbers of your card. “I think I’ll take that drink with you now.”

While Jean poured his heart out on stage, you found yourself laughing and smiling with Reiner. You both kept a watchful eye on your friend just incase you needed to act quickly and come to his rescue. That was another similarity you shared. You were both protective of your friends and you both had this modern hero complex. Once Jean finished his presentation and after each piece was unveiled, you and Reiner met up with him before the Question-and-Answer portion with the critics and press. You helped Jean successful navigate through it all and Reiner watched you in awe. Your eyes gravitated to him often. The gentle support he offered you with just a simple expression made your heart flutter.

You decided, you wanted this man. You wanted to gaze into his eyes every morning. You wanted him with you for your own encouragement. You wanted to bring him with you and show him off. You wanted him to know he was important and had more value than anything you’d ever created and designed in your entire life. You wanted to show him the world and you wanted to give it to him. So, you would be patient and wait until he was ready because he was certainly worth waiting for.

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coff33jelly · 3 years

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AOT characters and what Rob Zombie songs they would listen to

( with links !! )

why? cus this man s a legend

eren - scum of the earth

mikasa - living dead girl

armin - cease to exist

levi - in the bone pile

erwin - let it all bleed out

hange - return of the phantom stranger

sasha - dead girl superstar

jean - superbeast

connie - get loose

annie - everything is boring

reiner - feel so numb

bertholdt - never gonna stop

ymir - demon speeding

historia - the devil s rejects

zeke - revelation revolution

floch - iron head

yelena - feed the gods

pieck - spookshow baby

porco - lords of salem

onyankopon - teenage nosferatu pussy

hitch - sick bubblegum

marlowe - shower of stones(pun intended🏃)

kenny - pussy liquor

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this is what i think they d enjoy, not all of the lyrics are fitting !! they all bangers tho

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yamayuandadu · 3 years

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Pride Month special: Manzat, the deified rainbow and her LGBT connection

Considering June is the Pride Month, I've decided to dedicate this month's first article to a rainbow-related topic too. Below the cut you can learn everything there is to know about the Mesopotamian goddess of the rainbow, Manzat (also spelled Mazziat, Manziat, Mazzet etc.) - her origin, role ascribed to her by ancient authors, associated deities and more. As promised by the title, the final section of the article deals with a text mentioning Manzat, which is, as far as I can tell, the oldest documented association between the rainbow and LGBT themes.

Manzat isn't exactly an A list goddess. Even calling her a B list one would be a stretch. Indeed, she's so obscure that we know more about many attendant deities than about her. She nonetheless is attested in many different sources, found in areas between the ancient states of Mari (in present day Syria) and Elam (in present day Iran). Manzat most likely has her origin among Akkadians in ancient Mesopotamia. Her name is pretty self explanatory – if written without the symbol known as “divine determinative” in front of it, it's simply the Akkadian term for the regular rainbow. While a Sumerian form of the name is known as well – Tir-anna (“Bow of heaven”) – the fact it appears to be a pun based on Akkadian homonyms (the sign used to write “Tir”means “forest” in Sumerian but was pronounced close to the Akkadian word for bow leading to such an usage in some Sumerian texts) makes it unlikely it arose naturally.

Between Elam and Mesopotamia

Curiously, it seems that despite Akkadian origin she was actually most popular in Elam, to the east of the Tigris. The first mention of her known today comes from the treaty of Naram-sin, king of Sumer and Akkad, with an unspecified ruler of a part of Elam, where she appears among the deities serving as its witnesses, alongside the crème de la crème of the Elamite pantheon – Pinikir, Humban (likely a “king of the gods” figure like Mesopotamian Enlil, venerated well into Persian times when parallels can be drawn about the cults of him and “Auramazda” - an early, not necessarily fully Zoroastrian form of Ahura Mazda), Inshushinak (the tutelary god of Susa who judged the dead) and so on. It needs to be pointed out that Manzat's “career” in Elam isn't a unique situation. While the Elamite language wasn't related to Sumerian or Akkadian – or to any other known language, living or extinct, for that matter – a number of Elamite gods have names borrowed from these two languages. In addition to Manzat, these include Lagamal (Akkadian - “no mercy,” an underworld deity), Ishmekarab (Akkadian - “hears the prayer,” a law deity) and Inshushinak (Sumerian - “Lord of Susa,” associated with both Lagamal and Ishmekarab). All of them appear in Mesopotamian texts too, but didn't have quite the same relevance there as in Elam. In turn the Elamite god Simut was adopted by the Mesopotamians as a personification of Mars and the goddess Pinikir became somewhat of an international sensation, showing up as far as west as in Anatolia, for example in the Hittite Yazilikaya sanctuary, possibly as a personification of Venus. While early researchers viewed Pinikir as a mother goddess, and this claim still shows up here and there today, renowned experts such as hittitologist Gary Beckman and archaeologist Kamyar Abdi, who studied this goddess in depth, demonstrated she was instead an “Ishtar type” deity. It's also possible the god Tishpak has his roots in Elam, though some scholars instead see him as a reflection of the Hurrian weather god Teshub instead.

The worship of Manzat

Sadly, there are no known myths about Manzat. What little we know about her comes mostly from sources concerned more with cultic than mythical affairs. For example records show that Manzat was reasonably popular as a deity invoked in theophoric names, both Akkadian and Elamite. Examples include Manzat-ili (“Manzat is my god”), Manzat-ummi (“Manzat is my mother”) and “Danum-Manzat” (“Manzat is mighty”). A number of shrines and temples of Manzat are recorded: in Mesopotamia in Nippur and Babylon (four shrines in that city alone), and in Elam in Susa, Hubshen ( present day Deh-e Now) and as a part of the famous Choga Zanbil site (the first photo in this article is a modern reconstruction). It seems in Elam she was often worshiped alongside the already mentioned Simut, and some researchers propose they were a couple; evidence from the Mesopotamian city of Der appears to indicate she was viewed as the wife of the local head god Ishtaran (no relation to Ishtar) there. However, the god list An-Anum doesn't list any husband in its brief Manzat section – only an otherwise completely unknown son, Lugalgidda, and a sukkal (vizier, second in comman), Sililitum. Sililitum's name is Akkadian, but appears to be the name of a month in the Elamite calendar as well. Ishtaran has no wife in this god lists, and some sources simply call his spouse “Šarrat-Der(i)” - “queen of Der.” One curious Elamite inscription refers to Manzat as “Manzat-Ishtar” - this doesn't necessarily indicate a conflation between her and the superstar of Mesopotamian mythology, though. It's possible that in this case “Ishtar” means an ishtar without the capital I: in some text, “ishtar” is a generic term for goddesses, not even necessarily of the “Ishtar type.” Examples of such usage of this term can even be found in Epic of Gilgamesh (tablet XI). No other sources associate Manzat directly with Ishtar – the latter's Elamite equivalent was Pinikir; as I’ll demonstrate later she was associated with another “Ishtar type” goddess though. It's possible that a goddess hiding behind the Akkadian title “Belet Ali” - “lady of the city” - was one and the same as Manzat. The fact that the enigmatic “Belet Ali” was associated with Simut in Elam strengthens this impression. A number of epithets are attested in god lists, among them “Lady of the regulations of heaven,” “Companion of heaven” and “She who makes the city flourish.” Almost all of them highlight her nature as a celestial deity.

Astronomical role

Manzat's Sumerian name Tiranna – but seemingly not her Akkadian name – was also used to refer to an unidentified star. According to Gods, Demons and Symbols of Ancient Mesopotamia: An Illustrated Dictionary by J. Black and A. Green (p. 153, the Rainbow entry) horse head under a “gate” symbol present on some kudurru (Mesopotamian border markers) represents this star, but I can't find this claim anywhere else.

The horse head symbol on a kudurru (British Museum)

Manzat, Nanaya and the promised LGBT themes

While this is technically almost all there is to know about Manzat, the story doesn't end here. As I promised, I will now introduce a text which associated the rainbow – well, Manzat, to be specific, rather than the general idea of rainbows, but the point stands – with broadly understood LGBT themes. The discussed text is a hymn to the goddess Nanaya. Nanaya was either a hyposthasis of Inanna/Ishtar, part of her entourage, or an independent but similar deity, and was first and foremost a goddess of love, including its corporeal and sensual aspect. In some hymns Inanna/Ishtar “tutored” Nanaya.

King Meli-Shipak and his daughter praying to Nanaya on a kudurru (wikimedia commons)

A reclining goddess, identified as a possible late depiction of Nanaya here (Louvre) The composition in mention a type of exaltation, praising the author's deity of choice by comparing their attributes to these of other gods. In the case of exaltation texts dedicated to Marduk this is often erroneously viewed as “monotheism” in sources of dubious quality, but that's not quite what's happening there. The purpose of such texts was to present the object of personal devotion as particularly grand and significant in the divine hierarchy by comparing their traits to these of other gods (eg. at mot henotheism, not monotheism); they are also not exclusive to Marduk, and they don't deny the existence of a multitude of gods (the famous Marduk exaltation still mentions his wife Sarpanit independently for example) According to the discussed tex Nanaya, to put it colloquially, swings both ways:

This passage was identified as referring to sexual matters already in the 1970s (A Sumero-Akkadian Hymn of Nanâ by E. Reiner, p. 233-234; the article is somewhat dated but a link can nonetheless be found in the bibliography). In an earlier strophe Nanaya states that she can take a male form (as a side note Reiner regards the form with “heavy breasts” as unusual for her):

While exaltation of a specific deity could include both gods and goddesses as their “aspects” (exaltation of Marduk included the goddess of victory Irnina among deities compared to him), in this case the mention of a bearded god is connected to a certain degree of fluidity of gender associated with many “Ishtar type” goddesses, especially with the Hurrian Shaushka. For Nanaya it's pretty uncommon, as far as I know appearing only in this single extraordinary text, and even here a result of association with her more famous “mentor” Ishtar – but the point stands. In the rest of the hymn, goddesses Nanaya identifies herself with are enumerated. These include all the usual suspects (like various forms of Ishtar, important city goddesses, etc.), but also Manzat, here identified as the goddess of Der. Since the text describes Nanaya as – if you squint - interested in both men and women and perhaps genderfluid, it's pretty safe to say this is the oldest recorded association between the rainbow and lgbt themes, even though it has nothing to do with modern use of this symbol. If nothing else, it would be funny to bring this up next time someone claims the use of rainbow as a symbol of the LGBT community is “inappropriate” due to its biblical connotations – Manzat and Nanaya, while irrelevant today even by the standards of Mesopotamian deities, are after all figures of even greater antiquity. Happy Pride Month, everyone.

Bibliography

Manziʾat entry in Reallexikon der Assyriologie und vorderasiatischen Archäologie by W. G. Lambert is the source of most of the information in this article

Goddesses in Context: On Divine Powers, Roles, Relationships and Gender in Mesopotamian Textual and Visual Sources by J. M. Asher-Greve and J. G. Westenholz

Gods, Demons and Symbols of Ancient Mesopotamia: An Illustrated Dictionary by J. Black and A. Green

The Other Gods who are: Studies in Elamite-Iranian Acculturation Based on the Persepolis Fortification Texts by W. F. M. Henkelman

Elamite Temple Building by D. T. Potts

A Sumero-Akkadian Hymn of Nanâ by E. Reiner

Elamite Religion in Encyclopaeda Iranica

For more sources regarding Nanaya, other “Ishtar type” goddesses and their possible genderfluid character see my previous articles here, here and here.

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