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What’s Most Important. Druig x Eternal!Reader

Fandom: MCU / The Eternals

Word Count: 2.7k

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Some angst, vaginal fingering, p in v sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it this is just fiction), some dirty talk, almost oversim (let me know if I missed anything)

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Written in 2nd person

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         Druig was monitoring the harvest and helping where he could. There had been a bout of sickness through the town, causing them to be shorthanded for this task. Of course, the most important thing was that everyone was fed and healthy. But his mind was wandering to you.

         You’d gone on one of your trips to visit the others. Following him, out of love, when he took the Aztecs, but you couldn’t part fully from the family. Missing them deeply, visiting them whenever you felt the need to.

         He could really use your powers right now. Teleporting back and forth, quickly moving crops and harvesting them. But he was thankful of your powers more so, because when you left. You’d never be gone long, being able to cut down on any needed travel time.

         But you’ve been gone longer than usual. Normally no more than a month, if that. Now though. You were bordering on two months. Even acting oddly before you left, but you wouldn’t talk to him about it.

         His main worry was if you would even come back at this point. You had never brushed off a talk with him before, but you did right before you left. Something was bothering you and it was eating him not knowing what it was. He didn’t doubt your love for him, not after being together for at least 4 millennia. He knew whatever was wrong had been festering for the past few decades and you were scared to bring it up.

         Druig assumed it had something to do with the village, but he wasn’t sure what. As you had as much as a hand and say here as he did. You ruled by his side, as his equal.

         Druig was pacing near the lake, late at night, after his normal patrol. He wanted to go find you. You’d been gone for almost 3 months now. But he couldn’t leave, he was the leader and his duties had increased with your disappearance.

         As he squatted down to look at his reflection in the lake, he could hear the soft whoosh of your power. It took all of his control to not be angry, to not turn on you and lash out. He didn’t want to ruin your return or sour the relief he felt as your hand gently grazed his shoulder.

         “Dru, I’m back,” you pulled on him gently. Silently asking him to stand, he allowed it and returned the embrace you wrapped him in. Normally you’d say, I’m home. Something was still wrong, your time away didn’t help. He constricted his arms around you, as he tried to squash the fear rising in him.

         “I missed you,” he breathed softly while pressing a kiss to your forehead.

         “I missed you,” tilting your head up to brush your lips against his. Both of you sighed contently as he rested his forehead against yours. Wishing to read your mind, but he would never use his powers on you.

         “My beautiful girl, you were gone so long. I was so worried.”

         “I’m sorry,” you rested your forehead on his shoulder without another word. He didn’t want to press you, but you weren’t giving up anything either.

         “Tell me where you were?” he asked softly before starting to rub your back.

         “I wanted to see the world, I haven’t really in the past 500 years. Normally I just go to visit everyone, getting glimpses. I went to catch up; see old sites, new ones, and learn some of their technology. Tried some new food. Then I visited everyone. I was hoping it would help me feel better, but it didn’t.”

         “What’s wrong?”

         “Druig,” you pulled back and searched his stormy eyes. “What’s most important to you?”

         He was taken back, was she doubting his love for her? Was this about the humans? What was she wanting to hear? What was brewing in that head of hers? Whatever this is about, he needed to answer this carefully.

         “The need to right my wrongs. Idly letting so many humans kill each other for far too long. You know that, that’s why I saved these people. I can’t save them all, because then they’d lose the flaws that make them what they are. But I can have some peace of mind here.”

         “And without this place, would you feel incomplete or distraught over time?”

         “I would,” he searched your eyes, but you gave away nothing. “What’s most important to you?”

         The sad smile you gave him, broke his heart, he had given you the wrong answer. You were doubting his love for you. He should have said you are the most important thing to him.

         “Family,” you murmured finally. He knew you were going to say it was him, but you didn’t want him to feel guilty. He already had enough shame from his past and trying to correct it.

         Your head fell to his chest, listening to his heartbeat and tightening your hold on him. Everything felt wrong now, out of place. As if you were savoring this embrace, his warmth. A start of a goodbye.

         It was a start of a farewell. You acted as normal as you could these past few days. But you were distant. Kisses and intimacy never seemed to quell the storm inside you.

         And then, you started to give your duties to elders and capable villagers. Training them to replace you, so when you left, Druig wouldn’t feel the burden of your absence. He watched helplessly having no idea how to stop you.

        You were determined and nothing he did seemed to reassure you of his love. No words or actions got through to you. Every act of service, quality time, gifts, sweet affections, or touch; was for naught.

                 While you were getting ready for bed that night, he leaned against the doorway watching you in your meticulous routine.

         “When are you leaving?” You froze and looked at him like a deer caught in headlights. “Don’t play naïve, tell me the truth.”

         “Soon,” you turned to the bed to get under the covers, trying passively to end the conversation. He was quick to follow, easily moving you, making you face him when you laid down.

         “Why?” he cupped your face, trying to anchor you to him.

         “You don’t need me Druig, you never have.”

         “I do. Whatever is that you want, tell me. I will do it for you.”

         “The thing I want is the one thing I would never ask of you. But I’ve wanted to, that’s why I need to leave.”

         “Say it,” his voice was hard, he knew what it was, but he had to hear it. When your bottom lip trembled, it confirmed his thoughts. “Tell me,” he wiped a stray tear from your cheek with his thumb.

         “I want you, just you. A togetherness and loneliness that isn’t viable here. Something like what Gil and Thena have. Just the two of us.”

         Druig pressed his lips into a hard line to keep his emotions in check. “I can’t just leave them.” Even when telling him, you couldn’t ask him or say it outright. Showing him how hard this was on you. You could never truly ask him to leave the settlement behind, let them go to be with you.

         The hiccup-like sob that escaped your throat broke him, as he started to cry too. “I know, my love.”

         Druig moved to pin your body under his, showering you in kisses. If this was goodbye, he’d make it memorable. His dutiful hands removed his clothing and yours, caressing as much as your skin as possible in the act.

         Already warm and wet for him, like always. Delving two fingers into your core, wanting to increase your slick before burying himself into your tight warmth. He bumped his forehead to yours at your first wanton gasp. With another coiling of his fingers and flick of his wrist, you were already on the edge. Quicker than normal. Maybe due to being honest, the weight of your secret off your shoulders.

         Quickening pants and whispers of his name, you pulled him in for a passionate kiss. Rough pad of this thumb brushed your clit, smiling against your lips are you trembled. Groaning as your walls started to grip his fingers more. Forcing his tongue into your mouth. Swallowing your cries as you orgasmed on his fingers with the tight circles he pressed on your clit.

         He couldn’t wait to be in you any longer and removed his fingers. Moaning your name as he sucked them clean. Then kissing you, with your mind cleared enough to press your muscle into his mouth. A playful fight, both of you smiling into the kiss, for control as he pressed his body onto yours.

         You wrapped your legs around his waist as he prodded against your cunt. Throwing your head back into the pillows. Biting back your moan as he sunk into you slowly, cherishing your fluttering walls. Soft whimpers and gasp treated him as he rocked his hips into yours languidly. His girth welcomed yet blazing stretch.

         “You can be louder than that, beautiful, I know you can,” Druig pressed his forehead to yours. He needed to hear you, engrain your noises into his memory.

         “We don’t want them to hear,” you bit your lip as he found that sensitive spot inside you. Druig kept his pace, rapidly aware of how long it’d been since sex had anything more than this. Languorously loving making. But when was the last time he’d taken you apart? How many times had he told you to quiet down? Clamp a hand over your mouth? Whispered those exact words to you, ‘we don’t want them to hear.’

         Too long and a new wave of guilt washed over him. How long had he kept you unsatisfied to make sure no one heard you? To be ideal figures to the town.

         He pressed deep inside you before pausing, waiting for your eyes to focus on him. “Where will you be going when you leave?”

         “What?” you were stunned, why the hell would he ask that now?

         “Do you have a place set up?” You nodded still confused. “Take us there, let’s break in your new bed,” his cunning smile spread as you glowed before a whirlwind of air swirled around. Within a wink, you were sinking into a plusher bed.

         Druig glanced around briefly, the room was too dark. He wanted to see you. Spotting a lamp on the nightstand, he leaned over, smirking at the whine you gave let out at he pushed deeper inside you with his movement. Flicking on the light then he rubbed a thumb over your cheek.

         “You’re mine, aren’t you?” Druig asked, he may let you go physically for a while, but never emotionally.

         “Forever, Druig.”

         “Then I expect you to be screaming my name,” he simpered with a quick drive of his hips. Groaning with your core flitting around him and your heels digging into his thighs. Salacious sounds echoed in the dimming lit room as Druig kept a steady and merciless pace. Quick kisses in between heavy breaths and words of praise while your brows rested together.

         You knew Druig would want you to keep your eyes on his and you were doing your best. But the longer he thumped into you, the harder it was to focus on him with your imminent release.

         “Druig-” your moan cut off with a cry as his lips attached to the sensitive spot on your neck. Clenching around him and giving a high wail with broken pieces of his name while crashing from your peak.

         “Oh fuck,” he panted against your neck, holding back while helping you ride out your high. “So good for me, beautiful,” he pressed a kiss to your forehead while you came down.

         “Druig, you didn’t-”

         “You didn’t think we were done, did you?” he cooed at you, tutting softly as you nodded. “Oh, precious thing,” he chuckled softly while easily moving your legs onto his shoulder. Pressing you deeper into the bed, infatuated with the whines you gave him.

         Grabbing your hands to lace your fingers together, folding you more adding more of his body weight onto you. He started slow, looking for that certain spot deep inside you. One he hadn’t abused for a long time, excited to exploit it over and over again.

         With a broken sob of pleasure from you, he knew he found it. Undulating his hips into yours. The soft squelch of your cunt fills the room, following your cries and his groans. Heavy breathing a soft echo within movements.

         You could barely think as satisfaction overtook you. Molten like lava down your spine, mind-numb pleasure. A throaty groan left Druig as he started to see your eyes glazed over.

         “You like it when fuck you like this?” Druig shifted slightly to get his pelvis to start brushing angst your button. Cursing under his breath as your channel viced around him. “Yeah you do,” he simpered as you rang out his name like a broken prayer.

         Sheen of sweat clung to both of your skin. Digging your nails into his hands, needing the purchase as he enraptured you. His abdomen and balls started to tighten.

         “It’s been 5 centuries since you screamed my name, come on precious, give it to me,” Druig was asking but it was a question. He would make it happen. Releasing one of your hands to grab the headboard with his right for leverage. Fumbling a bit to gather both of your wrists into his left hand. Pulling out all the way then slamming into you, incessantly.

         Sultry moans slipped out of you freely as you quivered around him tighter and tighter with every punishing thrust.

         “Whose cunt is this?” sweat from his brow dropped on your chest.

         “Yours!” you cried, tearing up from the taut coil in your stomach.

         “My name,” he growled, he had to hear you scream it. The last snap of his hips, perfectly jolting your sensitive spot with pressure to your throbbing clit. Severed the spool inside you.

         A hoarse wail of his name, tears falling from your eyes, and your pussy sucking him deeper, he let go. Spilling inside you, the throb of his dick and your walls relishing off each other.

         Letting go of your hands, then the headboard. Moving to let your legs down to his waist. Gentle kiss pressed to your skin; as he softened inside you and ragged breathing from both of you cooled. Pulling out of you with a sigh from each of you.

         Your eyes were heavy, exhausted from the long day and border of overstimulation.

         “Where’s the bathroom, beautiful?” you weakly pointed to a door in the corner of the room. Druig was off of you and up, glad to see a large tub, and quickly went to fill it with hot water.

         Once the tub was filled he grabbed a cloth and went to you, gently cleaning your folds. Knowing you wouldn’t want clean water dirtied the moment you were in it. Druig lift you, smiling at how worn you were.

         “Hot bath then bed, love,” you mumbled thanks as he placed you in the water. Druig left you, going to change the bedding, taking a moment to try and find everything. His heart-clenching finding clothes there for not just you, but for him as well.

         You had hoped he would come here, prepared the home for both of you. But it would be only you. More guilt settled on him, but he pushed it down to finish his task so he could bathe with you for a bit.

         Druig sank into the warm water behind you, circling his arms around you, pulling you tight against him.

         “When do you want me to take you back?” you said it gently, not wanting to offend him. Simply wanting to know how much longer you’d have him. Resting your head on his shoulder, looking up at him.

         “Let’s enjoy the night here, you can take me back in the morning.” He kissed your temple then your lips.

         “I love you.”

         “I love you, more,” he chuckled as you shook your head. But he did, knowing he had to let you go. So you could be happy, you weren’t happy anymore in the town and he couldn’t bring himself to tell you to stay.

Author’s Note:

Okay, so I fell for Druig very unexpectedly. Outside of this little series I have two other fics, one-shots, I’ve been thinking about. But I’m not sure if they are something I’ll bring myself to write for a while at least.

I really like the plot I have for this story in my head. This might be the longest chapter though? Maybe the last of the sex too unless I change my mind in part 3.

Likes, comments, and reblogs are very much appreciated. 

[kirishimas-manly-eyeliner]

[ ♛ ] EVENT #4: THE MUTUAL MATCHMAKER.

YOUR SOULMATE IS...

@elektrosonix​​ x tanaka rynosuke !!

TANAKA !! <3 

little spoon or big spoon // confesses first or waits to be confessed to first // likes pda or prefers to be alone // slowburn or love at first sight // enemies to lovers or friends to lovers or rivals to lovers // late-night car karaoke or late-night takeout // makes food or can’t cook without burning up the kitchen // hugs or hand-holding // breakfast in bed or tv dinners // cries in sad dog movies or remains stone-faced // likes horror movies or hates horror movies (shhhh don’t tell anyone) // first date at the beach or the movies

TROPES !! <3

enemies to lovers or rivals to lovers or friends to lovers // there was only one bed or soulmate au // red-string au or written-on-skin soulmate au // coffee shop or flower shop // slow-burn or love at first sight // fake-dating to lovers or arranged marriage

EXPLANATION !! <3

no because you two?? just?? make me so happy?? okay sis i know you saw it coming from a mile away, but FRICK i haven’t been more certain of any other ship except you and tanaka. because you two have CHEMISTRY. not the toxic kind, the kind that everyone searches for in life but never gets it, but you, my dearest, deserve every single BIT of love that tanaka has for you. okay!! tanaka is definitely the little spoon because he’s used to hyping people up, ya know?? so sis he deserves to have someone cuddle him and OH THIS BOY IS SO GRATEFUL LAHACJSCHj oh oh and he definitely confesses on accident. it’s actually kind of obvious, except you’re a slow-burn romance so he stays quiet heheh <3 he also loves to cook, except he tends to get distracted and messes up easily (he once ended up setting off the fire alarm.) ALSO ALSO ugh your rivals to lovers dynamic >>>> you start off just making fun of eachother but then he falls for youIAUHFLIUFLAIUFHAC

HEADCANONS !! <3

when tanaka started feeling self-doubt, you were the one to snap him back into shape and tell him “YOU’RE DOING YOUR BEST. KEEP GOING TANAKA.” and he just?? got?? so happy?? and oop notice how he stopped flirting with any other managers after that,,,, but at first, tanaka was really insecure about you two getting together. extremely insecure. he thought that his only redeeming quality was humour and didn’t trust himself enough, until right after a winning game, he got so happy that TANAKA SCOOPED YOU UP AND KISSED YOU ADJHUSUICS IT KIND OF WENT LIKE THIS: “...!! I’M SO SORRY I DIDN’T MEAN TO I-” but then you laugh in this way that makes his stomach fill with butterflies and say, “it’s okay, ryuno. i feel the same way.” and the look on his face??? FRICK FRICK I LOVE YOUR DYNAMIC SO MUCH SFHSUICSHUCU || but still, for fun, tanaka and noya like to praise kiyoko for being amazing, but every single time after, he grabs you and literally sparkles, and says “but i love my girlfriend more 😤😤<3″ and shut up noya ships you two so much. he’s like “HAHA! DON’T YOU DARE LAY A HAND ON TANAKA’S GIRLFRIEND” and tanaka is just flexing going like “SEE THIS??? I HAVE A GIRLFRIEND AND SHE’S AMAZING!” he loves showing you off. he will literally scoop you up in his arms and just brag about how amazing he thinks you are. YOU DESERVE ONLY THE BEST

WITH YOUR DESCRIPTION THAT YOU SENT ME !! <3

shut because when you get overwhelmed with too many thoughts he starts tapping on your knuckles. at first, you were like “??” but it just grew on you and he likes making tiny circles on your knuckles FRICK

so whenever you get anxious or nervous, he slides down on the wall next to you, kisses your forehead and starts rubbing those tiny circles while holding your hand

AND OML OML there is nothing he loves more than seeing you make music. he usually didn’t find it that appealing, but the moment he saw you play, boom, cue the cherry blossoms, cue the green screen backdrop, he was just in this entirely different world and loves it. and whenever you perform, COUNT ON HIM TO TAG ALONG?? also he makes it a tradition that instead of a bouquet of flowers to congratulate you, he gets you these cute flower hairclips and wears them with you USHFILAUFHU 

no but you don’t understand the reason why he does it, specifically for you is because he DOESN’T HAVE HAIR AUIADAJAJA so the last time you saw him try to wear them and he saw you laugh, he just wanted to make you happy so he continued doing it?? so now he puts on the clips with you even though he doesn’t have hair just to see you laugh

count on him to be as honest as possible. he’s probably a bit too honest and likes to tell you a lot of stuff, but he’ll never actually lie straight-up to your face, because hE WOULD NEVER EVER DISRESPECT YOU LIKE THAT??? PLS i can see him on his knees and apologizing oml “elek, my dearest, i beg of you for forgiveness for eating the last cookie,, will you ever forgive me??” FRICK I LOVE YOU TWO SM

MOODBOARD !! <3

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Dialogue Prompt List One

Hey! I had a whole bunch of funny prompts that I have written down over the years from other sites and stuff, so I thought I would compile them all into one post. If you like any of them, request them (max. of two) with a favourite character and maybe a genre you want it written in. I thought this would be something fun to do as I have a bit of free time on my hands and I want to practice writing some short scenarios! Have fun and I love you guys. Feel free to repost <3 None of these prompts belong to me originally except for, like, one. Tumblr messes up the nice formatting I did on the computer so I had to fix it for mobile🙃 Now it doesn’t look like I wanted it to :(

“All I know is, one of us is right, the other one is you.”

“You did what?” “It wasn’t as bad as last time, I swear.”

“Don’t you have to be stupid somewhere else?”   “Not until four.”

“I have neither the time nor the crayons to explain this to you.”

“Remove your hand or I will rip it off and beat you to death with it.”

“Ohh, so you think I’m cute when I’m angry? Well, get ready because I’m about to be gorgeous!”

“I’m going into the woods to scream for a bit, anybody wanna come with?”

“I am either going out for ice cream, or to commit a heinous crime. I’ll decide in the car.”

“So... I’ve just realised... that I’ve been shot.”

“I love it when someone insults me. That means that I don’t have to be nice anymore.”

“I don’t care if you are panicking - just... do it quietly.”

“Excuse me, I have to go make a scene.”

“Yeah, I have a plan.”   “Is it a good one?”   “I have a plan.”

“There are at least seventeen ways this could have gone better. Literally. Like, I’m counting them right now, you moron.”

“I have to go... iron... my cat.”

“You gotta stop doing that.”   “What?”   “Saying things that make me want to kiss you.”

“Your existence gives ma a headache, go stand over there.”

“You’ve got about as much charm as a dead slug.”

“Everything here can kill you, but I can do it the most efficiently.”

“look at you, sacrificing yourself for others! When did you get a heart? I had thought you lost your moral code.”

“Oh my God. You’re in love!”

“Just know that I love you. I love you with all of my fucked up, piece of shit heart.”

“If you don’t terrify people a little bi then what’s the point?”

“Is this coffee bitter?”   “No, it must be you.”

“Wow, can we just pretend, for one second, that you’re not a complete douchebag.”

“You’re weird.”   “Sorry.”   “No, that was a compliment.”

“I will be the first to tell you that I am a terrible liar.”

“underestimate me. That’ll be fun.”

“I am not above slashing my own tires to avoid going to this family brunch.”

“I know that I just spit blood all over you, and this is probably the wrong time, but I kind of like you.”

“Why are you such an ass?”   “Everyone has to excel at something, right?”

“Did I ever tell you about the time I started a cult?”

You’re judging me.”“It’s what I do - it’s a hobby of mine.”

“Was that supposed to hurt?”

“Well, the best of the best weren’t available... so we got the best of the mediocre.”

“Give me the books!” “Only if you promise not to kill anyone with them.”

“Here, hold my dignity... I’ve got some sketchy shit to do.”

“What I lack in common sense, I make up for in sarcasm.”

“...on the bright side I am not addicted to cocaine.”

“I’ve found puddles deeper than you.”

“Well, aren’t you a little ray of pitch black?”

“Okay, listen, I’m not saying that I’m awesome and that you should definitely love me, but... yes, that’s exactly what I am saying.”

“You know I love you right?” “Yes.” “Okay, well since I love you, I want to tell you how much of a dumb ass you are being.”

“Fuck! I was so smart five minutes ago! What happened?”

“What happened to your face?” “Beauty.”

“You make me nauseous.” “It’s called love. You’ll get over it.”

“I’m not playing hard to get, I literally hate you.”

“How do you want your coffee?” “Like my sense of humour.” “Tasteless?”

“You shake when you get angry.” “I do not!” “You’re like an angry lil’ chihuahua.”

“Oh God, are those abs real? Can I touch?” “I don’t know. I feel objectified now.”

“Your self help group is turning into a cult.”

“I could run a marathon. Right now. I’ll do it.” “It’s literally 2 am.” “I peak at 2 am, you should know this.”

“If there’s anything I’ve managed to do pretty well in my life, so far it’s not die. So we’re off to a good start on that one.”

“I’m naked and afraid!” “I’m clothed and traumatised!”

“Can someone explain to me, in small words, why I’m being assigned to this mission?”

“Are you there?” “Physically, yes. Mentally is debatable.”

“Why aren’t you dating him?” “Because I’d destroy him.” “He’d been into that!”

“How are you feeling?” “Well, my eyebrows don’t hurt.”

“If my day gets any worse, I’m asking hell if they’re having an exchange program.”

“My grandma is a badass. She can break a man’s nose in a single blow AND she knits dope-ass sweaters!”

“Why does everyone fear you?” “Because I can do things they can’t.” “Like?” “Mind my own business, for one.”

“Damn it, why aren’t you obeying the laws of physics?”

“All that blood looks good on you. It really brings out your eyes!”

“It’s no surprise to me that things have turned out this way.”

“How was I supposed to know you were telling the truth when you said that danger was your middle name?”

“That’s not exactly a good coping method.”

“She is the embodiment of snorting chlorine and then drowning yourself in a pool.” (This one is mine and its about a teacher I use to have)

“I’m bitter and complicated.It’s one of my charms.” “I don’t think you know what that word means. Or how to count.”

“You scared me!” “Well, I am naturally terrifying.”

“Are you decent?” “Not morally, but I am wearing pants, if that’s what you’re asking.”

[goldngguk]

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About Me

Name: Call me Kay

Age: 18

Bias: Jeon Jungkook

Bias Wrecker: Jung Hoseok, Park Jimin

[28-stab-wounds]

Hello, I just wanted to jump in here real quick and simply express my thoughts on this. I’m posting this via mobile so I’d like to apologize for any weird formats ahead of time. Though I’ve fallen out of the SNK franchise due to a lost of interest, not much as changed regarding the behavior of people towards other ships.

There are still folks who’re hostile and non hostile towards their NOTPs. Yes, people are irritable and will attack one another based on a differing opinion of ships. Ship wars come and go. From attacks on Ereri to Eruri to Eremika to Rivetra and so on so forth. Yes, people will repost and use art without an artist’s permission, as infuriating as it is. What can be done about it?

Well, for respecting another person’s ship, it’s like the saying goes: live and let live. Or in this case: ship and let ship. Easier said than done, unfortunately. Sadly, this won’t be the case for some people. Ship hate will still continue to spread regardless of the fandom itself. It doesn’t matter what fandom you’re in, SNK or not, there will be always be haters out there. I’ve seen and heard a lot of crap in this fandom regarding ships over the years and it’s not new. Frankly, it’s pretty much a broken record by now. The arguments haven’t changed much over the years. As a multishipper who’s pretty chill with most ships and who shall ship pairings ranging from Rivetra (no tree jokes please) to Eruri to even Ereri (at one point, formerly that is. Way back in 2014/15) I can say that yes, people will shit and storm your ship till kingdom come.

No matter how big (ex: Ereri, Eruri, Eremika) or how small (ex: Eruhan, Erumike, Levi/anyone whose not a major character) your ship it, people will always always find something to hate about it. From death threats to hacking accounts to making art of private instagram posts of cosplayers to promote their ship, people can be real scumbags sometimes. I can’t disagree with you there. And frankly, I don’t see people changing their ways anytime soon, sadly.

The best one can do is move forwards as there appears to be no ceasefire within this battle of ships. People have the right to ship what they want and despise other ships. While at times they can certainly be very disrespectful to others, at the end of the day, we’re all still here because of SNK. These ships would exist without their core foundation.

And lastly, as mentioned in the comments: tagging other ships along with content that have nothing to do with them. This is nothing new, it happens and that’s alright. It’s not the end of the world. Exposure for this matter is great, don’t get me wrong here. But I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I was a tad bit confused and annoyed to find this in the Rivetra tag. I have nothing against Ereri, believe me, it’s just no longer my cup of tea. You have every right to include whatever tags you want on this post, related to it or not. You can tag other fandoms onto it if you’d like, that’s just gonna get it around more, but it’ll also irritate some folks too. But hey, you do what works for you, I ain’t here to judge. Yes, it’s frustrating sometimes (especially on sites such as AO3), but sometimes you just gotta let it go and be like “Hey, this is nothing to lose sleep over. This won’t kill me. It’s not the end of the world.”. Try adding tags like ‘art repost’ or ‘SNK discussion’. One can never have too many tags. What’s the limit? Around 30 or so? I can’t recall.

I’d write more, but as of now it’s currently 2:06 am and I’d like to get some sleep. Cheers and I’m sorry for rambling so much.

There are several types of fans I hate in the fandom

1) those who hate on ereri and make it seem like we started shipping it because “Levi abuses Eren!!! You only started shipping it because of the court scene!!” or “yum yum it’s a 30 year old man and a 15 year old!!”

A.K.A those who do this:

2) Those in the ereri subgroup who think they’re so ENTITLED to reposting artwork without credit on Instagram it’s just like 😤😤😤 BRUH, do you need to relearn basic nettiquette?

AND THOSE WHO DO THIS TO FANART THAT ISN’T THEIRS:

LIKE ITS ONE THING TO REPOST WITHOUT CREDITING THE ARTIST, BUT IT’S ANOTHER TO STRAIGHT UP MODIFY THE ORIGINAL AND PASTE YOUR WATERMARK/SIGNATURE ON IT LIKE IT’S YOURS

ahhh I can’t even look up who drew this originally because this stupid person pasted “WHO ARE YOU IN AN AOT LOVE TRIANGLE WITH?!” 😤😂🤦🏻‍♀️

Feel free to bond with me over this/change my mind ✌🏼