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#better. They're growing it out together. Also they all have golden roses :]
nonuggetshere · 11 months
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PK: "...Kid..."
PV: "What? I'm just pointing out the obvious."
PK: "You're being a little shit is what you are."
WL: "Well, they're not wrong–"
PK: "Don't enable this."
(ID start: A picture of The Pale King, The White Lady and the Pure Vessel from Hollow Knight as humans. They're all wearing matching golden roses, a pin for Pure Vessel, a hair clip for the Pale King and a corsage for the White Lady. The Pure Vessel has their hand at the head height of their father, laughing about his height with their mother, much to the displeasure of the king. End ID.)
They're making fun of the monochronic manlet
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bitimdrake · 1 year
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so the real post: It's the AU where Jason never died. We want him to have a team of young heroes instead of being all alone in Gotham. But who could possibly be on this team??
I put forth for your consideration that there is a simple, elegant, perfectly fitting answer to this question:
Stick him on the 90s New Titans.
No! Not the famous Nightwing-led line-up that started in the 80s. The ragtag, barely acknowledged, Arsenal-led team that formed under government supervision in the last dozen or so issues of New Titans.
So here's the thing. Attempts to give Jason a team of his own tend to fall very flat for me for two reasons.
First, they are almost all overly constrained by a restrictions that this must be a cohort of same-age heroes, Jason's equivalent of the Titans to Dick or Young Justice to Tim. This is an incredibly difficult restriction to follow, because the majority of characters around that age have already been absorbed into Young Justice. Jason really never had a 'generation' in the first place. There was no huge boom of teen sidekicks alongside him in the early/mid eighties, in the same way there was in the golden/silver ages (original titans) or the late eighties/early nineties (young justice).
Second, these hypothetical groups tend to seriously lack a group identity or coherence, beyond being a grab bag of people who could feasibly be on a team with Jason Todd. And creating a team exclusively around one character is....bad.
But we are far afield of either issue here!
The 90s New Titans (sometimes also called Arsenal's Titans? we really don't have a solid, well-accepted way to refer to them) are not a strict age group growing up together. They're a messy mix of young heroes, from young adults of the original sidekick generation, like Roy, all the way down to young teens, like pre-Young Justice Bart Allen.
Jason fits right in. He has a few solid peers in the middle, like Rose Wilson and Grant Emerson/Damage, but we're not locking him to just peers. He also gets to be a kid to teammates like Roy, Kyle Rayner/Green Lantern, and for a while Donna Troy/Darkstar. And, for the first time in his life, gets to be the older and more experienced hero to a younger teammate, in Bart.
And forget about lacking a team identity; this group already has one!
They're the scrappy, ragtag group of leftovers assembled after the previous, better known Titans combusted. They are (minus team dad/leader Roy, and Donna when she's around) relative newbies feeling their inexperience in the superhero world--including their inexperience with teams.
An identity that Jason, a Robin recruited after the previous, better known Robin was pushed out, who constantly worries about his inexperience among comparative superhero giants, aligns with perfectly.
It just fits. For the eclectic collection of members the team does have, including a Super (Matrix Supergirl), Wonder (Donna), Lantern (Kyle), and speedster (Bart), one thing they never had is a Bat. They, like Jason, lie in a no man's land between Dick and Tim.
No contriving necessary! No scrounging to create a new team! There is one ready made for you, and I can make a solid argument that Jason would have been a member had he lived.
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chasani · 1 year
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DRv3 Revival!AU
So here's an idea I had, it’s a DRv3 Post Game AU
(Spoilers for ch6 and minor part in ch3 v3)
After the academy collapses, Maki, Shuichi, and Himiko basically go around the place seeing what's left.
Under some of the rocks they find the book from chapter 3, and I can't remember what it was about but let's act like it talks about bringing back the dead in it somewhere.
While reading it they accidentally bring back Rantaro from the dead, and then decide to bring back everyone else as well.
They're not fully alive, they still have the scars and reminents that represent their deaths and all that, as well as what happened to them throuhhout. But they're physically there, conscious, and back to 'normal'
So all together they 'rebuild the academy'.. in their own way. They turn it into a place all of them can live in together, using reminents of the labs, pool, and whatever else.
(I'm not purposely saying reminents, but pun intended)
It takes a couple of months to get it together, but it's easy to manage because they don't have to grow as much food.
Only Maki, Shuichi, and Himiko need to consume food. And they're also technically the only ones that need sleep, it won't kill the others but it still affects them. However out of everyone Kokichi and Tsumugi are effected by not sleep the most, possibly even more than Maki, Himiko, and Shuichi.
I'll work on designs later, but here's some basic notes:
(kgs means killing game survivors)
Whole note - No one talks about the kg or the ultimates but when a reference or comment slips through things can go both good or bad
Rantaro 🥑
Does not eat guacamole
Pretty much everything else is the same
A slight antagonistic cool dude
Insane but good intention vibes (but not really because he’s chill and cool)
Kaede 🎹
Often seen playing piano in one of the off rooms
Kind, but a bit more quiet and shy
Ryoma 🎾
Usually seen in the tennis court
Often challenges the others to games
Kirumi 🖐️
Helps around a lot
Often seen in the kitchen or in a lab helping Miu with fixing something if she needs extra help
More ghost like than the others
She can make roses bloom from her hands but only at night when she’s outside
Usually at night if she’s taking a break (uncommon but the others helped convince her to do so more often) she’ll be in the greenhouse or the garden next to the fountain
Angie 🎨
Built an art studio
Just as annoying and playful as ever, sometimes Kokichi helps her with her shenanigans
Tenko 🥋
Still calls he males degenerates but it’s leaning a bit more towards the joking side (not really though)
Will beat you up (male)
Will kiss you (with consent) (female)
Shuichi is pretty much the only male exempt
Korekiyo 👻
Usually people call him Kiyo unless it's serious or upsetting
Doesn’t share a body with his sister anymore, though he still wears the makeup
Miu ⚙️
Still calls herself the Golden Girl Genius
Gives the most ridiculous nicknames
Slightly better friends with Kokichi
Rebuilt a lot of the area, as well as upgraded some parts
Made a sci-fi v3 room (that won’t kill)
Made a simulation room to create the old academy
Can transfer from electronically device to device as long as the cord connects
Usually pops in TVs while others are using them so she can prank them or gather everyone to showcase a new invention
Gonta 🪲
Runs the greenhouse
Found a family of bugs that survived the academy collapsing and nurses them
Got help from Miu to rebuild his lab and now he raises bugs
Big strong man takes care of kgs when they're sick or I'll
Kokichi 👑 (tw talk/mention of guts)
Usually seen in his room or active at night, despite his prank playful attitude
Mute and Deaf, also vision is severely obscured
Uses a cochlear implant Miu made and eye contacts he stole borrowed from Tsumugi
Often takes breaks from hearing, you'll usually know this is the case if his eyes are closed because the blurry vision makes him sick/dizzy (also takes out contacts)
Can reform vocal cords to slurrly talk although it hurts him a bunch
Doesn't have a solid form but keeps one not to scare the others, this can mess up with panic attacks and anxiety though
Literally has the ability to rip out his guts or an eyeball
Kaito 🚀
Loves space
Miu built him an entire sci fi lab
Miu also built a vr mode to explode space (in the vr room)
Training trio was put on hold but he’s still waiting
Tsumugi 👗 (tw talk/mention of guts)
Usually seen in her room or active at night
Also doesn't have a solid form like Kokichi, holds one for same reason
Vision was already impared so Miu just fixed her glasses
Deaf in her left ear, can talk although it hurts a little (whisper talking)
Used her cosplay making skills to become a ‘fashion design’ (she makes the clothes for most of everyone)
Sometimes gets help from the others but usually Miu or Oma if this is the case
Gets the girls to model for her, and sometimes Oma because he’s surprisingly a really good model
Became ‘best friends’ (really good friends) with Kokichi because of this
Kiibo 🤖
Everyone calls them Kiibo (K1-B0 is like his dead name almost)
Enby but he/they pronouns
Can explode on command but Miu has to rebuild him
Miu accidentally installed a self destruct button on his back (that Kokichi keeps pressing)
Decent friends with Miu and Kokichi now
Maki 🔪
She’ll kill you in your sleep
Don’t eat her ice cream
Don’t joke about her period
If she’s on her period lock yourself in your room
Leave the ice cream in eyesight (keep in frozen still)
Don’t sleep
She’s watching you
Himiko 🪄
Monday Magic shows with Himiko
Doesn’t really want Tenko’s ‘protection’ but she lets it happen
Friendship with Kokichi and Rantaro has improved, as well as Tsumugi too ig
Shuichi 🔎
Kaede has to confiscate his eyeliner often
He still ends up getting more
It’s waterproof now
When he gets it taken he lives in the digital world (new and improved) until she gets it back
The others have to force him to sleep
He’s a huge help when something goes missing or something happens
Detective work
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fixated-frenzy · 1 year
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TV Power Couples
These are the couples that have been strong from the beginning and typically become the comfort characters due to their consistent reliability.
Rome and Regina- A Million Little Things
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A Million Little Things does a terrific job crafting its characters and demonstrating the typical ups and downs one goes through in the process of working on themselves. From the beginning, Rome and Regina Howard are presented as the ultra strong power couple of the friend group. Even when everything else is in chaos, this couple works together and supports each other through every obstacle they face. Rome and Regina know what it takes to foster a healthy marriage and make up the perfect dream relationship.
Lily and Marshall- How I Met Your Mother
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Marshall and Lily make up a pretty iconic power couple of the 2000's. Whether you've watched How I Met Your Mother or not, chances are you've heard of the always dependable dynamic between Marshall and Lily that shows just how special and important it is to fall in love with your best friend.
Alya and Nino- Miraculous
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If Miraculous is really the kids show it claims to be, at least the creators are showing kids what a good relationship looks like. We have the pleasure of watching Alya and Nino get to know each other, become friends, and grow to be boyfriend and girlfriend. Thank goodness for them too because otherwise we would be left reeling over Adrien and Marinette's chaotic relationship all the time. So, it's nice to know that we can always depend on Alya and Nino's unbreakable bond, and man it sure is fun to watch. There are other strong relationships in the show like Rose and Juleka and Tom and Sabine, but Alya and Nino's definitely stands out the most. After all, the supporting characters/best friends always do seem to have it so much better than the main characters.
Monica and Chandler- Friends
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There are so many mixed reviews out there about Monica and Chandler, but I personally love their relationship. I think one of the most well written parts of Friends was the development of their relationship from friends to lovers. They were the comfort couple we could count on while Ross and Rachel's was always a mess, and I personally think Friends would not have been as successful if it weren't for the relationship between Monica and Chandler.
Howard and Bernadette- The Big Bang Theory
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Howard and Bernadette are an out-of-nowhere power couple. Watching the show from the beginning without any clue of what will happen, Howard and Bernadette do not seem like they would end up together at first, but before long they become ultra strong. Their bantering and flirtatious ways make for excellent comedy while also creating a dream relationship dynamic.
Cece and Schmidt- New Girl
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This is another couple that I did not see coming at first. Schmidt and Cece were just so different that I was not sure that it would actually happen, but once they were together, I knew they had to be endgame. They are both such fun characters individually, but put together as a couple, they're incomparable. The ups and downs of Nick and Jess' relationship may be intriguing, but Cece and Schmidt's relationship is what kept me watching.
JJ and Will- Criminal Minds
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Anyone who watches Criminal Minds could attest to the fact that the writers are not that great at developing relationships. It's a crime show and they make that very clear. We get snippets of the characters' lives usually in the first and last five minutes of each episode and that's about it. However, every once in a while there is an episode that will just blow you away and those normally revolve around the main characters heavily. These golden episodes are when we really get development in the characters' personally and in relationships. Probably the best developed relationship in the show would be JJ and Will's. The relationship was not originally a part of the show, but the writers created it when AJ Cook (JJ) became pregnant. This led to the formation of an adorable family and a relationship we have come to depend on in the ever-changing world of Criminal Minds.
Sookie and Jackson- Gilmore Girls
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Sookie and Jackson have a dream relationship. They work well together, they love to play around, but they can also be real with each other. They always have each other's back and demonstrate what a healthy relationship should look like. Sookie and Jackson have their flaws of course and they certainly make mistakes, but they don't let it define them or their relationship. They have an adorable love story that never ceases to amaze me.
Enid and Ajax- Wednesday
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Enid and Ajax are still in the early stages of their relationship, but even after a short period of time, the two of them still stand out to me as a strong couple. They complement each other and make a great team. Time will tell how well their relationship does, but I've certainly enjoyed watching them grow closer and begin to develop together.
Alexa and Spencer- Alexa and Katie
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One thing I love about Alexa and Katie is that the creators continued to bring in characters with cancer even after Alexa entered remission. For a show with a sad, deep underbelly, they were pretty lighthearted. Alexa and Katie could've been so much darker, but I like that it wasn't. I love the connection between Spencer and Alexa specifically because of the extra development it gave to Alexa's character as well as another perspective from someone with cancer. Alexa and Spencer have a unique bond and although they are bonded by cancer, I like that they help each other through it and grow closer because of it.
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Reader being friends with Eskel and late one night they're chilling or w/e and they confess that they like him but like. Fully expecting him to not feel the same and really nervous about ruining the friendship? But eskel likes them too, just didn't want to mess things up as well and it's just really soft???
Fandom: The Witcher Pairing: Eskel x Reader Word Count: 1,851 Rating: G a/n: Part II. It has been 84 years since I wrote a kiss but I hope you like it xo
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            It took three weeks to find him after you’d healed.
            You woke in a room you did not know and had thought for a moment you were taken captive. When Yennefer entered the room and welcomed you to Kaer Morhen, and consciousness, she acted as if it were the most natural thing in the world to wake up in the notorious home of the witchers. Then again, for her it probably was.
            She didn’t answer half of your questions and what she did share you’d assumed. Eskel had brought you and immediately called for her (“Rather impatiently,” she’d sniffed as she said it, though there was a note of respect in her voice.). After Yennefer arrived and you’d been declared stable, he’d left. She didn’t know where and she didn’t know why or if he would be returning. She refused to let you leave until all that was left of your injury was a pale, puckered scar and the warning that it may ache as the seasons changed.
            “Be careful with that one,” she said to you, a final piece of parting advice, “At the best of times a witcher is hard to pin down. Eskel was not at his best when he left here.”
            “You worry about your witcher and I’ll worry about mine,” you’d said coolly, the truth of her words as chilling as the early morning air. You began your trek, focused on the task ahead, but her final words chased after you and echoed in your head long after you’d left the grounds.
            “Is he your witcher, though?”
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            Eskel absentmindedly scratched the goat’s scruffy chin as his mind replayed memories he had long since given up repressing. The harder he tried to forget the brilliant red of your blood on his hands or the grey tinge to your skin when he laid you on his bed, the more strongly they returned. His new plan was to surrender to it as he had so many other painful memories that haunted him. He knew it was cowardly to leave but he hadn’t been able to make himself stay. It was a poor excuse but he didn’t have a better on to offer. People praised the witchers for their strength and courage but what was a monster to the loss he’d nearly suffered? The goat wriggled off of his lap and bounded away and Eskel rose quickly to go after it lest it was trying to fight another of its kind. He’d gotten as far as his knees when he froze.
            He’d grown used to seeing you in unexpected places. Moments before your near death and after, but never like this. Never with this expression on your face, half-joy and half-fear. You’d never looked afraid of him before. He stayed in place and watched as you moved closer. This could be witchcraft, he knew, but before long it was too late to fight it as you stood in front of him and when your hand tentatively reached out and touched his face as it had in what felt like another lifetime, he didn’t care.
            “You’re a real bastard,” you said, though your tone of voice lost all of its bite as soon as they left your lips. You had begun to give up hope that you’d find him, and filled with a deep dread that when you did he simply wouldn’t care. Your fingers moved to his lips, softer than you’d expected, and then pulled away.
            “Well?” you demanded.
            “Are you really here?” he asked, a note of awe in his voice.
            “Don’t be so surprised, Eskel, you look as if you’ve seen a ghost,” you said, falling back on sarcasm as the reunion you’d imagined began to dissolve. You weren’t sure what you’d expected. After all, he’d left of his own accord. And he hadn’t asked you to find him.
            “I thought you might be,” he confessed, “I dreamt it a hundred times. Thought maybe Yennefer had been mistaken and you’d come for me one day.”
            You opened your mouth to make a joke about coming for him, more out of discomfort at the strangely vulnerable look in his eyes than any genuine desire you felt at that moment, but before you could speak he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you in close. His head pressed into your stomach and you rested your arms around his shoulders. One hand slid into the coarse, brown hair, brushing it out of his face as he wordlessly embraced you. When he finally looked back up at you there were tears shining in his golden eyes.
            “Eskel…,” you began, feeling slightly ridiculous for being so nervous but also knowing better than most that there were no guarantees in this world. Men didn’t usually drop to their knees and cry over people they felt nothing for, but witchers were not men. And Eskel was not like most witchers. He watched you expectantly, arms falling to gently rest against the backs of your calves as if he couldn’t quite force himself to stop touching you until you asked.
            “Y/N?” he prodded gently after he couldn’t take the silence anymore. You cleared your throat and took a deep breath. Yennefer had asked a question and you needed an answer.
            “Well, when a person nearly dies it makes them think about things. I mean, you probably know, you’ve nearly died a thousand more times than I have…”
            His eyes grew sorrowful and he hung his head, forehead brushing against your belt.
            “I should have moved quicker,” he said, saying aloud the words he’d been chasing in his mind since you’d been struck down, “I should have seen it coming.”
            “Eskel we’ve gone over this, it wasn’t your fault. It’s a natural part of hunting, sometimes people die. Anyway what I meant to say was –”
            “I shouldn’t have let you come,” he said, turning his head back up to look at you, a determined expression you didn’t like settling into his features.
            “I get to make those decisions myself thank you but what I was going to say-”
            “I promised myself I wouldn’t let another get hurt due to my carelessness. I won’t break it again. We’ll find you someplace to be, someplace safer, I’ll talk to Ves-”
            You clasped a hand over his mouth and though he could have easily brushed it aside, he fell silent. The amber eyes looked up into yours, waiting for condemnation or instruction.
            “I am trying to say that I love you,” you said, enunciating each word clearly because you knew you wouldn’t be able to repeat them if he asked. Your heart pounded loudly in your chest as you watched the words sink in, the expectant shifting to curious. The brow furrow and slacken as realization dawned on him, and for a moment he were gazed up at you as if waiting for a caveat. You slowly released your hand from his mouth but still he was speechless.
            “Eskel?”
            “Hmm.”
            Your arms slackened and you forced your spine straight though your body wanted nothing more than to crumple in on itself.
            “I value your friendship and if I’ve ruined it I would never forgive myself but obviously you don’t have any obligations and gods please don’t try to let me down gently or go along with anything because of some misplaced sense of guilt because I would rather look at Roach the wrong way in Geralt’s presence than make you feel… burdened with my love or whatever we want to call it we don’t have to call it love we don’t have to call it anything in fact we can just-”
            He pressed one finger softly against your lips and you fought the sudden urge to slide it into your mouth. His mouth quirked into a smile and you saw a glint in his eyes as he shook his head. Amusement, and something more. Something that gave you hope.
            “So many words, pretty girl,” he murmured, caressing your bottom lip with his thumb, “There are so many words for what I feel. But right now I’d just like to kiss you, by your leave.”
            He felt your heart skip a beat but he waited for your answer, given in a series of surprised blinks and then an eager head nod.
            Eskel had thought long and hard about the many different ways your first kiss may go. He’d imagined them brusque and passion driven or soft and practically chaste or even accidental, lips brushing at a glance and then going back for more at the recognition of how right it felt for them to be together. He closed his eyes and tilted his face up in one fluid motion, lips finding yours instinctively. Your lips were chapped from the journey and cold from the evening air and a goat bleated indignantly in the background and it was perfect. His arms wrapped back up around your waist as your hands clasped his face. He didn’t wince as your fingers ran against his scar or when your tongue brushed up against a rough, sword-hewn edge of his mouth. He let you in, yielding to you with a soft sigh that you swallowed, rolling it into a moan as you moved your body even closer. He pulled back, placing a quick kiss on your nose as he did before pressing his forehead against yours. His hair fell into his face and you reached up and tenderly brushed it back, tracing the strong contours of his jaw and cheekbone and chin.
            “I lo- I have loved you, Y/N,” he breathed the words, a final submission.
            “How long?” you asked, the warmth of the words sinking deep into your bones and filling you with a soft, radiant happiness unlike anything you’d ever felt before.
            “I don’t know,” he admitted with a shy smile, “The day I met you? When you made Lil’ Bleater a flower crown to match your own at the festival? Every time you scowled at me when I tried to shrug off your healing? I love you in so many ways it feels as natural as the tides, building and growing but never truly more or less. Just in different forms. The only constant I have for you is my love. I hope that’s enough. I hope I…”
            His words trailed off but you saw their meaning in his amber eyes.
            “It’s everything,” you answered, “You’re everything.”
            The tears that came unbidden to his eyes were happy but you brushed them away just as tenderly as any other and when he kissed you again he pulled you down to the ground next to him, eager to give as much of himself as you wished to take.
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Yennefer was woken by the sound of insistent cooing. She rolled over to face it, gently extracting Geralt’s arm from her side to reach out to the pigeon that had alighted on the window. As soon as she loosed the note from its leg, it jutted away again. Cautiously she unrolled the tiny piece of parchment and smiled at its contents.
            Yes.
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emyume · 4 years
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Eremika ♡  {Titanic AU + headcanons}
(Hi everyone! I decided to make something special for my birthday, which was on the 30th, but I couldn’t finish it until just now. So, this is kinda like a late birthday present to myself, and a new years gift to all my fellow eremika fans. This is my first time ever making something like this, so please bear with me if it’s kinda long, and I hope everyone has an amazing new year! ✿ ◡ ‿◡ )
The first time he ever sees Mikasa, he's hanging out with his friends on the 3rd class deck. As he looks up, he notices her walk towards the railing. With the sunlight scanning down her body, a cool ocean breeze gently waves her short hair and her delicately sewn dress side-to-side. Resting her hands on the railing as she watches the horizon. 
He slowly freezes in her presence; leaving him breathless. Asking himself whether or not he had just seen an angel due to how bright and iridescent the evening sun was, as it shined down on her. Like a fallen angeeeeelllll / *cough* red swan is best op *cough* 
It takes a while for him to notice that she had been giving him some hardcore death glares as if to say, "You know, I can see you staring right at me, you better not make me come down there!" (¯―¯٥) she ready to throw some hands xD
He always sits in the exact same spot at the exact same time on the boat deck where he first saw Mikasa, always looking forward to seeing her again, and again.
Armin and Jean constantly make fun of him anytime he stares at her or whenever his head is in the clouds. They always wave their arms, snap their fingers in front of him, or even try to say a few things to catch his attention such as, "Yoooo, lover boy!", or "If you're lucky you'll probably get married someday...if she's into guys like you, that is." Forcing him to snap back to reality.
they both notice him start to blush, his face glowing in a deep crimson red starting at his cheeks to the tips of his ears, all while he's trying to cover his face up with his arm. we love our blushy boi ٩(♡ε♡ )۶
On the night when she almost jumps off the ship, Eren notices her sobbing loudly with tears falling down her face as she scampers past him - sensing that something is wrong, he immediately gets to her aid. Being very patient, he convinces her not to jump and to get back on the ship. He reaches his arms out and offers her to take his hand. She finally surrenders, and they exchange their names with reassuring smiles. "I'm Eren Jaeger", she then replies a bit hesitantly, "M-Mikasa Ackerman".
The next morning, Mikasa looks for him down in the 3rd class steerage (even though it’s forbidden, she still goes anyway), finally getting the chance to thank him for saving her life. As they're both getting to know each other, she utters out how trapped she feels. Staying inside a world she can't escape. Being forced into an arranged marriage simply for money, not having any dreams of her own, all of it makes her feel completely powerless, and makes him fill up with remorse, feeling sympathetic towards her situation.
she’s always been desperate to do something different and out of the norm, without ever having to be judged for it. She can’t help but feel jealous whenever he talks about his travels and the places he's seen. Although he was poor, he was free. That in itself was something she couldn't attain so easily.
There's actually a deleted scene in the movie that I really love, where Jack and Rose are singing a song called, "Come Josephine In My Flying Machine". I could definitely see the two of them singing this together as they walk around the boat deck, happily swaying side-by-side.
Once Eren finds the courage in himself to confess his true feelings towards her, Mikasa tells him that it��s impossible for her to keep seeing him. He keeps on telling her that she’s gonna die if she doesn’t break free and wants to help her live. But she turns him down.
It takes her a while, but Mikasa reconsiders her choice and decides that she should go with Eren in the end. She finds him at the bow of the ship with slumped shoulders, as his body leans against the railing, looking down at the waves below, having a look of hopelessness in his eyes. 
He turns around as she walks up to him, she lets out a sigh of relief and finally declares her decision,“...I’ve changed my mind...” Feeling as if the weight of the world had been lifted from his shoulders, Eren gives her a sweet radiant smile, grinning from ear-to-ear. 
He takes her hands into his own, asking her to close her eyes and to carefully step up to the railing, never letting go. When she finally opens them, she witnesses an ombré sky filled with hues of dark purples, light pinks, and bright yellows. It was the most beautiful sunset she had ever seen. With the wind flowing beneath their arms and holding on to each other’s bodies, their fingers interlock together as he brings their arms down, and wraps them around her waist. Both watching the sun go down the horizon...the very last sunset they’ll ever get to see...
Resting his head on her shoulder, their faces start inching closer and closer towards each other. Mikasa turns her head a little, looking deeply in to his green eyes, their lips just inches away from coming into contact. Making the first move, he leans in gently and softly presses his lips against hers; making her heart jump against her chest. She lets go of his hand and reaches for his face. She grasps the back of his head, caressing and curling his hair tenderly with her fingers - pulling him deeper and deeper. She continues to press him close to her face, making sure he never pulls away from her. *insert My Heart Will Go On here*    ( ;__; )♡
The next following days, Eren would probably send some cute love letters to her, but obviously in secret. He would sneak himself into 1st class and try not to get himself caught by any of the officers. They also would probably go on dates where they just talk about their dreams about riding on horseback and traveling across the ocean in an airplane, while lying under the stars.
On the night of the sinking, she promises herself that she won’t get off the ship without him. Leaving her family behind, she stays on the ship gripping on to Eren for dear life, all the way till the very end.
Once they’re in the cold waters of the Atlantic, they find a door frame floating nearby that had been broken off from the ship. They both try to get on it, but they make it sink into the water. Realizing that it’s not big enough for the both of them, he tells to get on it instead. Desperately waiting for a rescue boat to come and find them.
The cries of the people around them slowly die down, the temperature finally beginning to take its toll on Eren’s numb body, losing his consciousness little by little. Fighting to stay alive, he keeps on withstanding the pain of it all, just to keep his head above the water. 
Trembling from hypothermia, he holds on to Mikasa’s frail hands, both breathing heavily, she quietly murmurs, “I love you, Eren.” Hearing those words escape her chapped lips, he faces her - his voice shaking uncontrollably, “Don’t you do that...don’t you say your goodbyes - not yet, do you understand me? Listen to m-me, Mikasa - you’re gonna get outta here...you’re gonna go on, and have a life of your own, and...you’re gonna live long life - and you’re gonna watch your children grow. Winning that ticket was the best thing, that ever happened to me...it brought me to you. You must p-promise me, that you’ll survive. That you won’t give up...n-no matter what happens...no matter, how hopeless. Promise me now, Mikasa...and never let go of that promise.”
Several moments go by, she feels her body steadily shutting down, practically upon death’s door, lying ever so still above the frozen waters. She notices a faint golden light flashing up and down out of the corner of her eye. She tries to shake Eren awake and tell him that there’s a boat floating nearby, but, no matter how hard she tried, his eyes remained shut tight, as ice slowly formed on top of his lashes. Mikasa freezes instantly...she can feel her heart sink in her chest, a sense of dread starts to crawl up her body...beginning to fear the worst, she rapidly grabs his arms and presses her fingers down and searches for his pulse. But alas, the only thing she could find was the sound of her own dying breath. 
When the truth settles in on her, she tries to yell at the lifeboat to come back, but the cold made her voice sound so fragile and hoarse, there was no way that they could ever hear her, let alone grab it’s full attention. Her mouth quivers as tears flow down to her lips, her voice starts to crack as she cries out in desperation. She lays her head down atop his hands, wanting to stay by his side and cry herself to sleep. 
Almost accepting defeat, she remembers the promise that she swore to him. The promise for her to keep on living. To live a life just the way her and Eren had always pictured in their minds. A life where they could do anything they wanted to their full heart’s content.
Mikasa refuses to give up hope and to let him die in vain. She kisses his hands lovingly, before finally letting him go. Her vision starts to blur more and more from her tears as she watches the ocean drag him further down in to the dark abyss. She slides herself off the door frame, falling in to the freezing water. Beating against the cold waves that try to engulf her, she snatches a whistle that had belonged to an officer of the ship, his body frozen in place. Placing the whistle between her lips, a high pitched sound pierces through the still, quiet night. Whistling louder and louder as she tries to grab the attention of the lifeboat.
Mikasa’s eyes flutter open and finds herself wrapped in all sorts of frayed and warm blankets. All the remaining survivors in the lifeboats head towards a nearby ship called, Carpathia. The ship would follow in the same route that the Titanic was also suppose to go, finishing it’s course as it arrives in New York. 
Day turns to night while the clouds turn to a dark grey. She remains unbothered as the rain falls down on top of her, reminiscing about her past while glancing up towards the symbol of freedom; standing tall and proud.
A steward of the ship calmly approaches her, holding a clipboard and pencil on one hand and holding his umbrella on the other, as he had been writing down all the names of the surviving passengers.
He politely asks her, “Can I take you name please, love?" She moves her head down and faces him, replying without hesitation, she says her name. “Jaeger...Mikasa Jaeger.”
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