The artwork is not mine.
I simply edited it to look like a snap on/from snapchat.
Now, here is a Fic I wrote for the picture.
Mikasa glided down the cafeteria line, randomly picking up food items to place on her tray and eat once Sasha and she found a spot to sit at. Per usual, Sasha was rambling on and on and ooooon about the poor choices our cafeteria provides them with, listing the different options she was planning to present at the student counsel meeting she had next period. In all honesty, Mikasa didn’t give a crap about what they served or not because it came in looking like a masterpiece only to come out like…well, something much less, to put it eloquently.
"-Eren?" The name pulled her out of her own head and into reality. Next to her, Sasha sighed.
"I swear, that’s the ONLY way to get through to you." She stated.
Mikasa raised a brow.
"Oh c’mon! Everyone knows you have a beyond obvious crush on Eren. It literally seeps out of your pores." She exclaimed, picking up her tray and leading her towards the shady outside area, "It’s kind of gross, if I’m being completely blunt."
At that, Mikasa glared and flicked a small wad of mashed potatoes directly at her face.
Sasha yelped and opened her mouth instantly, licking the splatters that framed her lips.
"MIKASA! YOU DO NOT WASTE FOOD LIKE THAT!" She yelled out, dragging the attention their way.
"Shut up." Mikasa grumbled, chomping at her Italian sub.
It wasn’t an uncomfortable silence like it would be with anyone else, no, she was used to silence during meals with Sasha because Sasha didn’t believe in wasting valuable eating time just to talk, especially if the food could go cold because heaven forbid her food gets cold.
Regardless, though, Mikasa enjoyed Sasha’s company simply because she was the only one who dealt with Mikasa’s temper, well, the only female that dealt with her temper, that is. The only other person who dealt well with her personality was Eren.
Eren… she thought.
Surreptitiously, her eyes raked around the school grounds in search for this bright, emerald green eyes, but her search was in vein as she didn’t find him.
As she bit back into her sub, she felt a sharp vibration emanate from the front of her thigh. Quickly, Mikasa retrieved her phone from her pocket and pushed the home button on her phone to see a snap from Eren causing her lips to tug slightly at the corners.
"Did Eren send you something?" Sasha mumbled around a mouthful of food.
Well, this was something she didn’t see everyday. Sasha was talking AND eating; she nodded.
"Yeah," Mikasa shrugged, "he just snapchatted me." Although curiosity burned within her, she began putting her phone back into her pocket when Sasha snatched it from her.
"Sasha! What the hell are you doing?!"
"Well you won’t open it, so I will!" She chuckled and made a gesture towards unlocking her phone but Mikasa took it away with a grunt.
"Fine, fine! I’ll open it!" With that said, Mikasa opened up the app and waited for the red square to load. Once loaded, she held her thumb on the screen that reviewed a picture of Eren taking a picture while Jean and Marco had their head bent over a pile of books while Armin touched the pages with his index finger and the caption read "These guys tryna cram 😂👊".
Sasha laughed over her shoulder, and surprisingly, she didn’t mind. Instead, she turned the camera to face her and she took a quick snap of her and Sasha.
"Wait, wait! I wasn’t ready!" Sasha protested but Mikasa waved at her dismally.
"My smile looks decent. I’m sending it." She muttered as she typed "You should join us, Eren".
"Yeah, yeah whatever, I guess."
And that’s how it started. A non stop ground of hilariously spontaneous snaps between Eren and she, occupying her mind until the bell rang, pulling her from her secluded state. Putting her phone away, she picked up her stuff and walked away with Sasha when her phone buzzed again.
Upon opening it, she saw a picture of her back along with Sasha’s.
"They’re behind us." She whispered to Sasha.
Sasha casted a glance backward and she grinned, nodding slightly, “What should we do?”
"Run." And they bolted. They ran down the halls like maniacs while the echoes of pursuit followed them. Quickly, though, Mikasa turned into the drama room and the darkness consumed them.
"Take out your phone and when I say three, toss this," she handed her a small plastic bag,"at them, then start taking snapshots."
"What’s in the bag?" Sasha asked.
"What guy wants to be covered in glitter?" Sasha giggled.
Then, the doors opened.
"They’ve gotta be in here." Jean said.
"One." Mikasa whispered at Sasha.
"Find the light and we can find them faster." Armin stated.
"He’s right." Marco agreed.
"Or we can use our phone’s flashlights." A blinding flurry of lights began bursting through the darkness after Eren’s words.
"Three!" Mikasa shouted and tossed her bag at Eren, then Armin just as Sasha tossed hers at Jean and Marco, taking snaps as she did so.
Shouts erupted around them as it all happened, and, when it ended, the guys walked down he halls with pink glitter in their hair, shirts, shoes, jeans, and belongings while Mikasa and Sasha laughed behind them.
If you join the Military Police, then I’ll do that. If you join the Garrison, I’ll join too. You’ll send yourself to an early grave without me and I don’t want to lose any more family.
anonymous asked for eren and mikasa in 12 | color palette +
Warnings: Sexual situations, mentions of fights I guess
Prompt: What about if Mikasa was the perfect student, gorgeous, smart, fit, but cold, distant, and quiet. Then Eren is the transfer student that is an angry guy who wants to just kill everybody, and ends up liking Mikasa. Like really, really, badly. And they have too many fights that could also classify as sexual tension, and they do have it. ‘Cuz they like to make-out everywhere. Like in the library, closets, and during school.
A/N: I’m so soooooooorrrry. I can only do short stuff to get back on my groove. i honestly don’t know what this is so…
Asked by Anonymous
this is so backwards i hate it ugh