#costars au

[kenobisanakin]

commissioned this absolutely beautiful piece from @thensfwfanboy (on twt!!) and everyone needs to see it!!

It's a scene from my obikin actors au where world-famous actor obi-wan and newbie anakin do this steamy magazine photoshoot together to promote their upcoming movie and the photoshoot (this beautiful artpiece) goes viral!

[tennessoui]

I know it’s not happening buuuut since I’m obsessed with the co-stars pr relationship au I can’t stop thinking about a Christmas fic for them ohhhhh a themed interview/challenge I think some cosy sweaters maybe baking cookies

(in reference to this au where they're costars, anakin is directed to fake a relationship with one of his co-stars. the contract just says a costar, it's assumed it'll be padmé, but obi-wan swoops in and they fake a relationship instead, but actually they're not faking at all theyre just real dating)

I think a christmas fic for this obi-wan and anakin would be some sort of interview or challenge, I think that's great! like buzzfeed invites them to bake cookies and chooses the winner based on whose cookies taste the best

but they keep getting distracted flirting with each other and throwing flour on each other and giggling and sexily eating icing or something, and when they're not doing that, they're spending the rest of the time trying to sabotage each other. anakin switches obi-wan's baking soda out for powder. obi-wan switches anakin's sugar for salt.

they make the worst cookies ever in the history of holiday cookies. both lose. but they're probably also wearing very ugly christmas sweaters. anakin's rudolph has a nose that lights up. obi-wan is wearing a christmas tree.

happy holidays!!!

[skyeward-otp]

New fic for the CoStars AU is now up! Just something sweet and fluffy.

Enjoy!

[msmk11]

Rumor Has It

James Potter x fem!reader (costar au)

WC: 551

CW: Fluff; allusions to sex

Summary: Rumors have been spreading that you and your costar James Potter are dating.

Day 24 of mk’s mad dash

“So you guys had really great chemistry on screen. Did it come to you two naturally, or did you have to put in some time to get to know each other better?”

The blonde journalist across from you waited expectantly, pen at the ready in her hand. This was only about the billionth time you two had been asked this question, and you tried desperately not to roll your eyes. It wasn’t entirely the interviewers fault- you were doing press for a rom com- you just wished you could be asked more about your acting and work, not the romance.

“I guess a little bit of both,” James answered calmly.

And thank god for it.

“I certainly felt an initial chemistry with her when I auditioned, and it seemed like the directors felt it too. But of course, getting to know each other outside of filming was critical to establishing what you all ended up seeing.”

“If I can ask, what sort of stuff did you two do to bond?”

You jumped in on this question so you didn’t appear apathetic, “lots of stuff, really. We did a lot of fun activities like mini golf or going for coffee to connect. But we also really got to know one another. I think trust is so foundational for a role like this, and I think James and I really built that. We’ve met each other’s families and friends, been to each other’s hometowns, etc.”

“Sort of felt like we were really dating,” your costar joked, “though without all the benefits.”

You smirked and rolled your eyes, playfully swatting him in front of the camera.

The blonde interviewer giggled (maybe a little too hard for your liking.)

“You know, it’s funny you say that, because rumor has it, you two are dating.”

You and James looked at each other in fake surprise even though you’d both heard the rumors countless times. The goofy look on his face- his mouth wide open and hazel eyes glimmering with mirth- almost made you crack. But you were an actor, so you stayed strong.

“I fear that’s the rom-com curse,” you sighed.

“Or just a nod to your phenomenal acting,” your costar suggested, sending you a wink.

You could already imagine the countless edits that fans would make of this single moment- it playing over and over for everyone to analyze- backed by romantic music and heavy colorful filters.

You supposed.

It wasn’t like you’d watched edits of you two (or James) before.

“So it’s just a rumor then?” the interviewer clarified.

A series of images flashed across your mind.

You two’s chemistry read.

The first scene you guys ever filmed together.

Intimate late night shoots.

James’ hot hands on your skin for the first time.

Quickies in your respective trailers.

Your first date at his place where he cooked you dinner.

Your fourth date, where you asked him to be your boyfriend in the corner of a book shop.

The first sleepover.

Meeting his parents.

Him meeting yours.

Giving each other a spare key.

One hour ago in the dressing rooms.

You made sure to subtly shift your collar to hide the fairly large hickey James had left on your collarbone only about an hour ago.

“Yes,” you and James agreed simultaneously.

“It’s just a rumor.”

[hairmetal666]

au where Steve is a famous Disney kid and Eddie is a teenaged singer-songwriter. They get pushed together at events because they're close in age, but they just quietly dislike each other.

Steve's got a new show starting, a spinoff of the one that made him a household name. They hire a newcomer, Robin Buckley, to play his best friend and the two quickly become BFF in real life.

The show runs for two seasons but when it comes time to renegotiate contracts, neither star is interested. They're older now, ready to live life on their terms and not the company's, or in Steve's case, his parents.

As soon as the finale airs, Robin and Steve celebrate by going to a gay club. A few weeks later, an interview is released where Steve comes out as bi and talks about how his parents mistreated him; how they worked with the network to pressure him to be a perfect "all-American" kid even off screen.

Meanwhile, Eddie's an impossible level of famous. He's had number-one hits, won a Grammy, headlined an arena tour, achieved every dream he had for himself as a kid growing up in a trailer park in Indiana. He's not shocked by the news that Steve is leaving Hollywood, but he's flabbergasted that the guy isn't straight. When Eddie reads the interview, he gets this weird pang in his chest, almost like regret. But he never even liked Steve.

Steve isn't in the news again and Eddie doesn't think of him for a long time.

Steve goes to college. He loves it. Not because he's great in his classes, or anything, but because he's free to be himself for the first time. He makes friends and goes to parties and relaxes. He and Robin share an apartment.

After a few semesters, Steve decides to take a couple of theater classes, and is quickly cast in campus productions. In the vague anonymity of college theater he rediscovers his love of acting. No one has expectations of him, no one forces him to perform. He graduates and slowly starts appearing in small roles in Indie films, gathering critical acclaim. He feels good. Happy. Hopeful.

Eddie is blissfully unaware of Steve's career resurgence, experiencing his own musical highpoints, until the day where he's scrolling Twitter, sees a Variety headline that's getting a bunch of attention, "Steve Harrington in talks to star in Max Mayfield's first film." Eddie's livid.

"Maxine, what the fuck?" He growls when she answers his call.

They grew up together in the same Indiana trailer park. When she moved to Hollywood to start a career as a screenwriter, Eddie was by her side. And when her first script wound up on the Black List, his involvement on the soundtrack and original songs sealed her production deal.

She gives a long suffering sigh. "Munson," she grumbles. "I know you have a weird history with this guy, but I swear he's the right choice."

"He's a stuck up rich boy who's never been in trouble in his life."

"He's changed."

"Doubtful," Eddie sneers.

"Look. I'll set-up a meeting. Come hang out and you'll see what I mean." Before she hangs up she adds, "Call me Maxine again and I'll end you."

They invite Harrington to Eddie's recording studio. His hopes are not high for this meeting, so he's already a little thrown when Steve Harrington walks in, all grown up. He's in a crimson sweater, tight jeans, hair grown long so that it flops around his face in tousled waves that actually look genuine, windswept and golden. Eddie's eyes instinctively trace the scatter of moles on Harrington's face and neck, a pang of something hitting deep in his gut. Fuck, this dude is beautiful.

"Harrington," he greets, sticks out his hand. Eddie barely hears the answering, "Munson," because instead of a handshake, Harrington pulls Eddie in for a hug. Muscles bunch under the sleeves of the sweater, against Eddie's chest, and he's assaulted by the scent of cedar and sunshine and Steve. Eddie's not prepared for any of this.

They make small talk, Harrington sharing about going to college, falling in love with theater, Robin Buckley who he calls his soulmate. Eddie's head rings with how wrong he was about this guy; the pretty kid he grew up alongside who seemed to have the world in his hands. Max was right, he's perfect. Except.

"Let's get down to it, Harrington," Eddie says. Can't bring himself to call him Steve yet, feels that will somehow change everything and he's not ready. "I'll admit that Mayfield had the right idea about you, but can you sing? Play guitar? You have to perform my music, dude. That's not a small ask."

Harrington smirks, asks for a guitar. He gets it settled across his lap before he speaks. "I started taking piano lessons when I was 4. Voice and guitar at 7."

Eddie belatedly recalls that Harrington's parents were the worst kind of stage-parents, pushing their cute kid to perform even as he sobbed about wanting to play soccer with his friends instead of going to auditions. He has a moment of shame that he forgets as the other man begins to play. It's one of Eddie's biggest hits, a ballad about a teenaged broken heart from a kid whose name he can't even remember.

Harrington's hair flops in a swoop over his forehead, his fingers move across the strings with ease, skill. His voice is a rasp, close mimic to Eddie's own, but not quite deep enough. Goosebumps spread across Eddie's arms, his neck, and warmth pools low in his gut.

Steve finishes the song, looks up, cheeks glowing pink, honey eyes bright. Eddie's fucking gone for this guy. He wants so badly he might choke on it.

"Good?" Steve asks.

Eddie's embarrassed suddenly. Unsure. He tugs at his hair. "Yeah," he laughs. "Good."

He reaches out to take the guitar, the one Steve's already handing to him, and their hands brush. Eddie flushes. Their eyes meet and Steve smiles. Eddie's thoughts are consumed with the desire to kiss his plush pink mouth.

"You wanna get dinner? Just you and me?" Steve asks.

"Yeah, Steve," he laughs. "I'd love to."

🎬🎸🎬🎸

Fifteen Months Later

"Former Teen Heartthrobs Make Love Connection?"

Fans of musician Eddie Munson and former child star, Steve Harrington, were in for the surprise of their lives last night as the men arrived together for the premier of Harrington's new movie, Small Town Sins, written by up-and-coming screenwriter Max Mayfield, featuring original music by Munson. While Harrington's performance and the movie itself are garnering quite a bit of positive buzz, it's being overshadowed by gossip about Harrington and Munson's budding romance. They walked the red carpet together, pausing for photos as a duo, holding hands and flirting. When asked for confirmation of their relationship, Munson answered, 'we're bros,' before winking and pulling Harrington close.

There's a TikTok video embedded below the article, showing the men being interviewed on the red carpet. Their arms are loosely around each others' waists, and when their eyes meet they catch and hang for a beat.

"So, longtime fans of both of yours are going feral online right now because of the rumors that you two used to hate each other. Is there any truth to that?" An off-camera voice asks.

The men laugh. "We've always been great friends," Eddie answers.

"Eddie thought I was stuck up," Steve giggles.

"I did not." Eddie slaps at Steve, who gives him an affectionate smile.

"Liar," Steve answers.

Eddie leans into the camera like he's telling a secret. "Harrington here was afraid of me."

"Fuck off, I was not." They wrestle around for a couple of seconds.

Steve shrugs Eddie off, straightening his suit jacket. "Okay, maybe I was a little intimidated back then, but then this morning you found a pretty rock and cried about it."

Eddie shrieks, swatting at Steve until someone in a black suit and name tag shoos them down the red carpet.

Eddie walks off first, so he misses Steve withdrawing a hand from his pocket and saying, "Still have the rock, though." He flashes the red, grey, blue striped stone at the camera.

His gaze drifts away, landing somewhere in the distance, hazel eyes soft and heart-wrenchingly fond.

[radaverse]

Wow those ocs looks amazing did you made them?

Ohh! You mean the ones from the Samurai Jack AU? (Paws of Magic ✨)

The SJ Kids

I didn't do everything, I made Mai but the other two are made by my comic teammates, @tireddovahkiin and @darknadaworld respectively. Their lore is all made by the 3 three of us yapping and brainstorming hehe

These OCs are pretty much here to make this Samurai Jack Gen2

Mai

Mai is Jack's adoptive daughter, she's a 8 year old Chiyuchilla (extinct species that looked like colorful chinchillas with (minimal) healing powers), She's a samurai like her dad bestie

Cheerful, happy-go-lucky, very stubborn and resilient. But also a bit of a scaredycat.

Roni

Roni is Aku's first son (aside from Ashi cuz nobody knew she existed atm). He's a 11 year old tiny Oni (or whatever Aku is lmao). He was created by Aku and he's the world's best and fastest machine builder.

Stubborn, determined, tough and stoic, definitely not talkative, but secretly kind.

Muran

Muran is Aku's second son (and Costar's only son). He's a 4 year old (later 5) mix of an Oni and Star folk. He looks like a dragon wiwi.

Curious, silent, excited, affectionate (with his fam) and a bit mischievous 😈

If you came from the Smile animatic part I posted, what you saw there was their adult versions.

(Muran wasn't in that exact part but you'll see him later ✨)

A little thing to add about Muran:

Like Aku, he can shapeshift easily so his height always varies. What you're seeing here are his small forms.

As a child his default height was 5'1/154cm. As an adult it's about 50 feet/15m. Scarily close to Aku. He might often make himself way smaller to interact better with his fam.

Another important OC of the au comics is Costar. She's not one of the kids and isn't present in the animation but it's still really worth mentioning.

She's a Star being that got thrown to earth, now living there with Aku and becoming his most beloved servant. Then some sort of empress of the earth. (cosku moment)

(Art by Darknadaworld)

Costar's full ref and info here

So yeah, these four are super important for the au!

The AU comic (only 2 pages so far but we're cooking lol)

[prongsiess]

dumping the brainrot here so it can stop infecting my every thought: i literally cannot get Challengers costars!Barty&Evan&Dorcas out of my mind.

so, the story goes as follows: Barty is cast as Patrick, Evan as Art, and Dorcas as Tashi. they could’ve all known each other before the film, but i feels its more impactful if Barty and Evan have never met, even though they run in similar crowds. So Cas knows them both, maybe she’s worked with them both separately before, or wtv.

the premise of the fic centers around filming the movie and how, as filming progresses, the line between Art&Pat and Evan&Barty blurs and the boys are now in this homoerotic on and off screen friendship. Cas catches on pretty quickly, but lets it play out, because why the fuck not, she’s a lesbian with a hot rock star girlfriend and thinks her costars’ situationship is entertaining, its a win win all around for her.

i haven’t thought of the plot too much, but you know that behind the scene of the boys practicing for the jump-hug in the tennis match at their doubles match in 2006? the one where they’re just jumping into each other arms and falling? and this is rehearsal so its insinuated that this happened *multiple* times in order for them to get it right/do it safely/in an aesthetic manner? yeah, take that bts, make Barty, sitting on Evan, kissing his face, have a moment of "wow, i could do this all day" and then "FUCK i think im falling for my costar".

if anyone wants to explore this further or make a fic out of it, please please PLEASE tag me because im desperate to read this but will not be writing it myself, and so therefore i would love and cherish you forever for making my dreams come true, thank you 💋

[eggbagelz]

actor au gale dreams of things he doesn't yet know that he wants

[honorhearted]

A rare hermitTM sighting...

[shigussy]

starstruck is literally one of the best disney movies ever

[innytoes]

Carrie the Lifetime/Hallmark movie star AU

-Carrie as Girl Who Got Out Of Her Small Town To Make It Big As A Pop Star and never had to return to the countryside again.

-Except she has to return to her small town because Urgh, she has to go back because her father is all 'they want you to give a speech at the local high school to inspire young girls!' and her agent is like 'yeah that's good PR, you gotta go'.

-She's not sure why she has to go at Christmas, she hates the whole December month, she usually tries to book concerts somewhere warm so she doesn't have to Deal With Snow, Ew.

-She's very annoyed there's no limo waiting for her at the airport, and her agent is all: I got you a nice car. What do you mean where's the driver? It's a rental.

-Carrie is still fuming at the indignity of driving herself home and how much the town hasn't changed when she skids on some ice and gets stuck in a snowbank.

-Of course a handsome local Christmas Tree Farmer Math Teacher is there to help her out. He's like: yikes yeah that car is really stuck in there, let me give you a ride to where you need to go. He is a Gentleman who helps her out of the car and carries all her luggage to his truck and helps her in.

-Yes she is sharing the bench seat with an extremely cute and very affectionate border collie and she would be grumpy that now she smells like dog but Ellie is very cute and very happy to see her even though they just met.

-Reggie very sincerely thanks her for what she's doing For The Children and tells her all about how he moved here a few years ago to become the math teacher and how the community welcomed him and it feels like he has a family for the first time in a long time and blablabla.

-Carrie realises that sounds kind of nice because she doesn't even talk to anyone who isn't a work contact or her doorman and hasn't in months.

-Insert Reggie inviting her to cute small town things like the bake sale or ice skating and it's all very schmoopy and cue and hallmark christmas movie and they FALL IN LOVE.

-The kids in Reggie's class totally plant a mistletoe somewhere so they HAVE to kiss.

-Carrie remains a Pop Star Diva Who Travels The World but instead of going home to a cold and empty LA apartment, she comes home to a cute little house and a boyfriend and a dog.

[softquietsteadylove]

Hi! Had an idea for the actor AU!

Thena got curious what kind of a training he does when he goes to the gym so she decided to ask him if she can come with him.

Maybe you can do some fluff and cute stuff? Like Gil showing her a few things and comes very close? And of course a bit of a little thirst for Thena, I mean those muscles duh!👀

It just came to my mind maybe you can write something nice wit this prompt? :)

"Uh," Thena looked around, her ponytail swinging, looped through the back of the hat on her head. "Wow."

She knew that Gil went to one of the pretty hardcore gyms for people in show business. Of course there were still different levels of practice, and everyone was welcome. But she recognised several action stars just from their backs as they carried on with their own workouts.

"It's okay," he chuckled, nodding his head for her to follow him in.

She was the one who had asked to tag along to his gym for his usual workout. She was considering changing gyms and personal trainers herself, since she - since working more and more with Gil - was apparently just...becoming someone expected to do stuntwork. And she enjoyed it, really. But if it didn't include Gil, she wouldn't be signing on for it for fun.

"Today's an off day, so my usual trainer isn't actually here," Gil said gently as he led them to an end of the weight racks reasonably far away from everyone. "I was just going to come and do some light lifting and maybe a little boxing work done."

Thena nodded, feeling sheepish surrounded by people all with a certain level of ferocity to them. They were all either training for something particular or just had a certain physique in need of maintenance.

"What do you usually do for your workouts?" Gil asked as he grabbed some weights for her first.

"Nothing like this," she murmured, still self-conscious as she pulled off her hat and accepted the weights from him. "It's more some light weights, leg stuff. Probably more cardio, than anything."

Gil just nodded, not wanting to make her feel uncomfortable about anything. Not that it would be possible for him. "That's a good routine to have."

Thena eyed him as he picked up his own weights--massive things that looked like she would have to two-hand them. His arms rippled as he picked them up. She dashed her eyes away, feeling silly for it. "I-I'm sure my usual stuff would be like a warm up for you."

"That's not true," he refuted, even as he started bicep curling with the massive weights in his hands. "We all have our own stuff. I'm terrible at cardio. You should see me when I get in the ring--I'm huffing and puffing, covered in sweat, it's not pretty."

Thena kept quiet about whether she thought that would be true or not. Maybe pretty wasn't the word, but she certainly thought it would be sexy...

Gil blew out a breath taking a break between his sets. He looked at her, easily lifting the weights he had given her. "Maybe you need heavier ones."

"Oh, no thank you," Thena laughed immediately, but Gil set his weights down with a shake of his head.

"No, really," he retrieved the next weight up. "You barely look like you're lifting anything. I know you don't want anything too hard, but there's such a thing as too easy, too."

Thena pouted at him as he exchanged her nice and light weights with slightly heavier ones. "But I like easy."

He chuckled, easily depositing her other ones on the rack before picking up his own again. Again, his muscles undulated under his skin from the movement. And again, Thena caught herself staring before forcing herself to look away. "Indulge me."

Oh, she was indulging, all right. Thena's eyes kept drifting over to Gil as he lifted beside her, focusing on himself and his movements, not imposing any need for conversation between them. He knew what he was doing. His arms looked massive as they moved, and as he switched movements with them, she could catch the ripple of his muscles in his chest under his shirt, in his shoulders, his back-

"Thena?"

"Hm?" she blinked, feeling herself blush. She had been caught staring, again (the evidence of her ogling him on the red carpet was bad enough).

"What training did you do when you were in that ballet movie?"

"Oh," she blinked. It had been a long time ago, fairly early on in her career. It was her first big dramatic role, and she had taken it quite seriously. She didn't think Gil had seen it. "I remember that. The training was fairly gruelling, as I recall. I went to an actual ballet academy for their expertise. They let me train with them to the extent I was able in the few months I had before we began filming."

"Hey, ballet is no joke," Gil grinned at her, some sweat starting to collect on his brow. He wore it well. "Dancing requires a lot of muscle, and even more control over them. I know better than to try and keep up with them."

"I know the feeling," Thena smiled, taking a break in her own lifting. "Trying to keep up with even the rudimentary practise they constructed for me was exhausting. I kept that in mind at all times when we were filming and I was allowed to take breaks as often as I pleased."

"It was a great movie, though," he smiled at her, and again, she felt herself blush.

"When did you have time to unearth that old thing?" she asked with a laugh in hopes of downplaying her fluster.

"Actually, it's one of the first movies of yours I saw," Gil confessed more quietly. He also set down his weights for it, swiping at his brow with a towel sitting out of his bag. "I can't remember how I came across it, but I saw it before I really knew who you were and stuff. I've always really liked it."

Thena smiled down at the ground as she set her weights aside as well. "I have fond memories of it. I still consider it my big break, of sorts."

"You got an award for it right?"

"A few," she admitted, although with a faint glow of pride to her as she said it. "Guild, the choice award, and even a globe."

"That's pretty damn impressive for your first big break," Gil chuckled, guiding them away from the handheld weights and towards the equipment. "I remember rooting for you for the globe. You wore that fancy black dress-"

"Stop it," she gave his chest a pat with the back of her hand.

"Fine," he accepted the friendly nudge with a laugh, patting the small of her back in a similar gesture. "What first?--rower or deadlifts?"

"Stairmaster," Thena responded cut and dry, already moving to the equipment that didn't require anything of her arms (already tired).

"What happened to wanting to see my routine in action?" Gil chuckled as he took up one of the machines directly across from her, able to talk to her without really having to shout.

"I can see you just fine," Thena huffed, starting her usual - agonising - climbing routine and shaking her head, letting her ponytail bounce behind her.

"I guess so," Gil raised a brow at her. She returned the expression playfully.

Thena nearly tripped on a step as Gil pulled up the bottom of his loose workout clothes to swipe at the sweat on his face. She stared down at her feet, attempting to banish the thought of his rock solid barrel chest and the hair around his bellybutton from her mind.

Gil happily turned his focus to his own workout, staring ahead of him and definitely not at the sway of her hips, or her legs in her skintight yogapants, or even the way her seductive little shoulders swayed with every step.

Just two people enjoying a casual, platonic workout together.

[tennessoui]

About your last post. Why yes there is Jesus/Judas porn. The most popular fic is an A/B/O mpreg story. How about a crack (?) fic in which Obi-Wan and Anakin are actors in the musical Jesus Christ Superstars. Obi-Wan plays Jesus because he has already the perfect Jesus look in real life. Anakin plays Judas. The character who is the only one who still sees Jesus as a human and has a beautiful song about his love for Jesus. Both play their role amazing except that Anakin always struggle more and more to remind that Judas gives Jesus a kiss on the cheek and not on the lips. Both start to develop more and more feelings for each other and during the premiere everyone can believe that JCS tells also lovestory between Jesus and Judas.

i...i don't think my baptist grandmama would let me

[reddoll123]

Caught red-handed~

[kiekiecarrera]

Do you have any jiara fics on the way? Miss your writing a lot

The only thing I'm actively working on is Netflix and Zero Chill and i'm using the term actively very loosely here

[hourcat]

that pornstache piarles au… The star Pierre and sweet baby Charles, all new, down to every teasing but is natural talent, they just Clicked together. and when people trying to give them other partners, this is Not It

omg.....yeah......pierre got charles comfortable, showed him the ropes when he first arrived on the scene, took CARE of him and whoops now charles has imprinted on his older costar and doesn't really know how to perform w/o him....and pierre has gotten so attached and misses being able to guide him and stuff......

(tbh the angle i was gonna run with is mega talent pierre & manager charles who's got it SO bad for his client. he has to be at every shoot and just watches pierre & his usual scene partner go at it all day and broils w jealousy over it........)