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“Cut!” Sweet Freckled Jesus, that was the best thing you'd heard in a very long time. “Actually, let's try that scene one more time for good measure.” And that was the last thing you wanted to hear. Oh, it was all fine and dandy that the actors wanted to goof off. All the shit they were pulling on set was comedy gold and would likely make it into the blooper reel of the DVD pack whenever that came out. However, unlike you, they had the chance to sleep when they arrived on location along with most of the crew. It was 1 o'clock in the goddamn morning, you hadn't slept in what felt like a week (which in reality was

Jean Kirschtein You felt yourself suck in a breath as you stared at the slip of paper between your fingers. There was silence in the room as a warm blush rose to your face, and as you tried to quiet your racing heart. "Well?" Sasha asked after a few moments. You looked up and across the room, seeking out Jean. He was glancing sideways at you, but you caught his eye, he raised a curious eyebrow. "Jean." You declared with a heavy exhale. Sasha giggled madly. "I knew it." She whispered before dragging you to your feet, much to your protest. Meanwhile, Jean was given a encouraging push by Connie, whose grin stretched from ear to ear. Jean g

You huffed placing a hand under your chin, bored. It was one hour till curfew, and before Lance Corporal Rivaille started scowling everyone who were out of their rooms. An idea popped in your head. "Hair! Yes!" you squealed. You quickly made your way to boy's dorm, to get a certain someone. Knocking on the door quite loudly, getting most of guys' attention. Reiner opened the door looking straight ahead, with a confused expression. "Down here!" you waved your hands in front of his face. "Oh there you are." he chuckled, a smirk appearing. You rolled your eyes, and went to the point of going there. "Where's Jean?" you asked trying to look

Jean Kirschtein was an asshole. It was plain and simple, and due to a cliche scenario, of course, he was going to be your partner for today’s hand to hand combat training. You could practically hear fate laughing at you with that evil, knowing laughter, or maybe that was just Mina pulling up beside you, finding your predicament to her amusement. Her laughter died down enough to scan the list for her assigned partner before adding, “So, Jean, huh?” “Looks like it,” you answered with no attempt to hide the distaste in your voice. Mina snorted, fixing her black pigtails as she turned from the list and walked off

To be completely honest with you, working at a convenience store has its perks. I’ll admit that about sixty percent of the time, this job is more boring than watching your grandma slowly count out a hundred dollars in change, but for the remaining percentage of time, this job is definitely amusing. I work from Tuesday to Saturday each week and I get off work at 9 on weekdays and 2 in the morning on Saturday. As you can probably guess, Fridays and Saturdays are the most interesting days for me, what with college and high school students out of school and partying all night. Believe me, I’ve encountered a few close calls. One time,

You rummaged in every corner of your cupboard, and you somehow cannot find your winter mittens. Having the job of decorating the outside portion of the house would be absolutely hell without your gloves. Rendered defeated, you slammed the cupboard shut and walked towards the door, you'll just have to make with what you can. The outside was blanketed with snow. Layers and layers of thick white ice beneath your feet. You ran your bare hands on the wood that made the walls, and felt a sharp shiver run along your arm as your skin made contact with the snow. Feeling the sense of fulfilling your responsibility, to walked off to the other side of

The mirror was smudged with some type of cream; even so you could see your reflection just fine. You hated the girl looking back at you. She wasn’t you at all she just had your face. Starting to pull back your hair, you stop half way and stare at the long [h/c] hair that fell around you. Frowning you drop your hair, you want to cut it but what would HE say? He always tells you your hair is beautiful. Long hair just didn’t suite you, plus it was more of a hassle then it was worth. Flipping the [h/c] locks over your shoulder so it all lay down your back you turn around making your way out of the small bath room. “Being in th

    (Another request I got. I came up with a prompt: cherries~ ~heeplz (https://www.deviantart.com/heeplz) This is going to be goooood~) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~(y/n)'s POV~    You sighed, walking your normal route to the produce stand. You were there to buy some cherries, because they had just gotten a shipment of them. With you being a trainee, cherries were a rare delicacy. Your (e/c) orbs flicked around, looking at all of the colorful items around you.    While you were spacing out, the man at the stand looked at you. "Do you need something, Miss?"    You snapped out of your trance, meeting the man's kind chocolate brown eyes. "Ah, sorry. I would like so