#gabi hate

[sonofthesaiyans]

I'm suddenly reminded again how pissed off I still am about Sasha Braus on Attack on Titan.

Will we EVER get any justice for that fucking stunt? Or for how that stupid ending just glossed over all the characters who were killed for no reason at all in the end?

Yeah I'm still angry at the ending, at season four, and the final 48 chapters of Attack on Titan, none more so than everything from Assassin's Bullet onward. So many offensive scenes associated with Isayama's determined effort to abuse and obliterate one character for his own sick games. Hajime Isayama is a truly impressive kind of asshole, because what he did...........A fucking nightmare that actually did come true.

I still dream of the day where I spit on his work right in front of his face.

And oh yeah, fuck Gabi Braun, if she has any remaining fans here, sorry not sorry. She's an overplayed, OP bitch. And so is her big brother Eren Yeager.

Yeah seeing images of that one moment in anime that left you bitter like few others have will bring some pretty hateful memories back to the surface.

[meguemii]

Rewatching AOT was such a bad idea.

i’ve been sobbing for the past two days because I miss Historia x Ymir sm and do NOT get me started on Sasha and Nicollo [violent sobs] they deserved sm more.

call me the ultimate Gabi hater frl. hate that little stupid 12 year old rat IDC IDC. fight w a brick wall ☹️☹️☹️ someone talk aot w me please. SPECIFICALLY nicosasha and yumihisu 🤧

[sonofthesaiyans]

Do you folks think Isayama appreciates what he wasted with Sasha? Scenes like this show she could be a truly effective warrior and her unusual tactics and fast reflexes made her a valuable wild card in the fight against the Titans. And yet we NEVER got the scene of her taking out a Titan singlehandedly.

No. Instead she's used as a plot device for a thinly disguised "replacement" who nobody likes even before the events of Assassin's Bullet (Chapter 105, for those of you who forgot when this travesty unfolded) and even her last words are relegated to one last gag instead of something that pays more respect to who she was.

She is more than just "Potato Girl". She is Sasha Braus, a character too good to have been abused by Isayama in the way she was. Something much greater here was lost because this bastard put his energy in the wrong places.

If you're somehow still at a loss as to why I have spent years venting about this, recall scenes like this and that time she saved Kaya all by herself. Or just any time where she put her best foot forward no matter how scared she might've been.

There is no Attack on Titan without Sasha.

[tategaminu]

[rusfawna]

[formulaheart]

my family can't fight over who should/would win a wdc because people end up crying and it's bad so we have to fight over which driver would beat all the others in a free-for-all fist fight because it's slightly less heated and now I'm curious about who you guys think would win- polls incoming

[sonofthesaiyans]

SASHA BRAUS DESERVES BETTER.

This is what we lost to Isayama, people. To that brat, Gabi Braun. We lost THIS:

If you're not outraged about this, then seriously, rethink yourself a little the next time you say Attack on Titan had such excellent story and character growth.......More accurately, it was far too eager to waste both when Isayama's shallow ends demanded it.

There's a special place in hell for that man.

still miss ya...

[abiatackerman]

Everyone makes poles about who your favourite character is.... So I decided to do the opposite..... Let's see who's the most hated character of AOT on Tumblr!!!!

(I'll ignore the most liked characters)

Too bad there are 12 options.... If your most hated character isn't someone from the poll, please tell me through comments... I'm curious 🧐

Also I'll be voting for Yelena bcz she's a stupid bitch uwu... I hate her more than Zeke. I wish I could vote for Zeke too, that hairy bastard xd

[b1mbodoll]

um. can i say somethinf

[lxvi-gloria]

Drabble Prompt: Post-canon Levi, struggling with chronic pain and mourning his dead loved ones, being visited by his still alive loved ones

Anon, you knew how to talk pretty to me <3

hihi requests are still open btw

I feel like I gotta put a disclaimer or something lmao. So, the length of my drabble requests is usually something between 100-400 words. This request is just an incredibly unexpected exception. it just happened to fit into this idea I already had been thinking of, which was how the remaining 104th would ask Levi to be part of important events in their lives because well, they like the dude lmao, so expect that sort of one-shot soon. Additionally, since I kept reminding myself that this was supposed to be a drabble, I might have glossed over the chronic pain and mourning bits so I'm sorry about that ;;

that being said, 2.4k words of Levi and Gabi be upon ye <3

Now on Ao3!

The angry hissing of the kettle makes him flinch. It brings a loud ringing to his right ear. Instinctively, he places his right hand over it, and gives his ear a couple of gentle taps; it's more of a grounding gesture, a distraction from the buzzing. He usually keeps watch over the kettle, so that he can lower the heat just right before it gets a chance to scream at him. 

He realises then that he must have spaced out while waiting. It’s alright, he thinks. It’s been like that a lot, recently. He’s been like that. Lost in thought-- lost in time, if he allowed himself to be precise. The last days, weeks even, as the temperatures started to drop, blended into each other. There’s a little calendar on his bedside table, it had been a birthday gift from Armin – or had that been Mikasa’s? He isn’t sure, he had received an absurd number of presents from the kids last year, it had been hard to keep track of who gave him what and now the fact escaped him. Turning the pages of the little calendar, with its delicate botanical illustrations on each day, quickly became part of his morning routine, and so he was sure that time was passing at all. The stillness of the routine, he guesses, made him like this.

His vision blurs momentarily while he scoops the tea leaves into the teapot. He squints, trying to will his good eye to focus, but all he gets in return is a throb in his right eye. After putting the tea canister away, he presses the inner sides of his wrists to both eyes, placing just enough pressure to relieve the discomfort. When he opens his eyes again, he is pleased to find he can read the small print on the canister an arm’s length away. 

There’s a loud slam coming from the front of the house, followed by footsteps coming further into the house.

He quickly recognizes the heavy stomping as Gabi’s gait. She’s always been so loud.

Gabi crosses the arch into the small kitchen and dining area. 

“Don’t slam my doors,” he says as a greeting, slowly turning his head to his left side, trying to catch a glimpse of her in his periphery.

“Aye, aye,” the kid waves her hand, shoots him a teasing grin, “someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed.”

Levi hums in response but doesn’t say anything else. He busies himself with placing everything they need for their morning tea and coffee on a metal tray on the counter, which Gabi takes from him as soon as it’s ready and sets it on the table.

He grabs his cane from where he had hooked it on one of the kitchen drawers. He has been leaning against the counter, his right leg supporting most of his weight all this time. He braces himself for the sharp pain that will surely surge from his bad knee, through his left hip and up his spine. Cold mornings like this one and being still in one place for long will do that to him. It’s not so bad. It could be worse.

It takes 4 steps to get from the stove to his chair, which Gabi has already pulled out for him. It sits at an angle that allows him to easily slide down on it and rest his right elbow on top of the table, leaning back and against his good side.

“I have something that will cheer you up,” she holds a couple of envelopes in her hand and waves them at him, “You’ve got mail!”

He nods at her in acknowledgement but does not take his attention away from preparing his first batch of tea of the day. There’s a ritual to it, it almost feels like, and he doesn’t want to mess it up. Not when the ringing in his ear is still there, the building pressure in the upper back part of his eyeballs, and the cold air seeping into his bones through his thick jumper. Oh, how he needs a good cup of tea right now.

While Levi waits for it to steep, he grabs the papers that she had shoved in his face, squints his eyes at the first envelope and finds that he is unable to make out much of the handwriting. He brings it closer to his face, squints harder, steals a quick glance across the table and hopes Gabi isn’t paying him any mind, too preoccupied with choosing from the bag of pastries she brought with her. It is with an impassive expression that he hands the stack of envelopes back. 

“Read it for me.” A beat and then he adds, a little reluctant: “Please.”

He knows Gabi prefers coffee in the mornings, and black tea in the evenings, so he makes sure to have a fresh brew of the former whenever he knows she’s coming over; so, with shaky hands, Levi gets to prepare her cup of coffee. While he enjoys the aroma of it, he remains faithful to tea; at first, he thought he didn’t like it because he had butchered his first attempts at brewing it. But even after Onyankopon had taught him how to do it properly and he had enjoyed his cup, it didn’t bring the same comfort as tea. It just never hit the spot.

She shoots him a mischievous grin, “Oh, you sure? What if I read something personal, hm?” 

Levi just shakes his head, scoffing at the idea of Gabi finding his junk mail fascinating.

“Is this how I find out you have a secret lover you’re exchanging raunchy love letters with?” Gabi teases, wiggling her eyebrows at him.

He lets out a tired sigh and rolls his eyes, “just wanna be done with it, ” he stirs the milk into Gabi’s coffee, which now has turned into a cup of milk with coffee. “We have a lot to prepare for tonight.”

She clicks her tongue at him, but still rips the first envelope open, “Mr. Levi, your reading won’t improve if you keep doing that,” she jokingly scolds him.

Although Levi mentally recognises handing her and Falco stuff he couldn’t be bothered reading before, that’s not the case this time. He’ll let her think that for now, though, because he doesn’t want to mention the pressure building in the back of his bad eye, it’s not important and she, a kid, doesn’t need to know his newly found ailment of the week. He can see just fine around him right now. He can see Gabi’s big eyes and playful smile at the other side of the table, and that’s good enough; smaller details, he doesn’t feel he can do them, not without making himself go dizzy with a migraine.

Levi slides the cup of coffee to her and is pleased with himself when she approves of the colour of her drink.

“It’s from Armin,” she announces as she scans the letter. 

From this angle, the soft morning light illuminating her face and thanks to his faulty vision, Gabi’s image stirs his memory. His heart faintly constricts as he is reminded of the many times Hange read their research reports to him during breakfast in the mess hall before presenting them to Erwin. Levi always wondered how they could read so fast, sometimes he even doubted they were actually reading at all, their words barely being able to catch up with her eyes; he never asked about it, maybe reading came easy to them as numbers did to him.

A high-pitched squeal from Gabi startles him, bringing him back to the here and now.

“Oh… ohh, Mr. Levi,” she starts, her smile widening by the second “This is good news!”

Gabi makes a show of clearing her throat and then starts reading “Dear Captain, I hope this letter finds you well and in good health.” 

Levi can’t help but let a sardonic huff at the irony of the greetings but doesn’t let himself be bothered by it. He has written only a handful of personal letters throughout his life, and by now he knows it’s just something you’re supposed to say because jumping straight to the point isn’t acceptable, or so that’s what he had been told. 

Gabi continues reading Armin’s words to him. For the most part, it’s a standard letter coming from him: he asks Levi how he’s dealing with the changing of the seasons, how Gabi and Falco are faring, if business at the tea shop has been good, if there’s anything Levi needs that he can’t get in town so that Armin or the others can get it for him. He tells him a little about the country he’s writing from, he even includes a photograph. Then, after the expected pleasantries, Gabi can barely hold her excitement and starts reading faster, trying so hard not to trip over her words.

“If I’m being sincere, we would prefer to ask you in person,” Gabi stops for a second to look up at him from the paper, gauging for a reaction and finding nothing, she continues. 

Armin apologises for not being able to visit him before the holidays, Annie included, and so it is implied that he won’t be attending tonight’s reunion. 

Sometime during the last five years, the Alliance brats had decided to make showing up at Levi’s doorstep together once a year a sort of custom; the first time it happened was during an early winter, a blizzard had stopped them from leaving Levi’s until the next morning. It had been a really nice evening despite the awful weather, Levi remembers, after everyone pitched in one way or another, they all shared a simple but hearty meal together. It was Connie who jokingly said they should do it every year. The following year, Onyankopon, Gabi and Falco joined them. 

This year would be their fourth, and the first someone wouldn’t make it. That fact sits heavily in Levi’s chest, stealing the spotlight from his throbbing eye.

“...Annie and I have decided to get married. The both of us would like you to officiate our ceremony!” unable to contain her excitement, she tears her eyes away from the paper and looks at Levi. “Huh?! This is good news! What’s with the constipated face?!”

That doesn’t sound right. It figures that Annie and Armin would be the first to marry; in a way, he is happy for them, they clearly care for each other. No, that part is easy to understand. Their union is logical to anyone who knows the couple. What Levi can’t figure out is why they are asking him such a thing.

He clears his throat, assumes it’s been 3 minutes and his tea is ready to be poured and so he distracts himself with that.

When he doesn’t answer Gabi, she picks up where she left off. 

He isn’t… well, he isn’t that close to either of them. He’s sure Annie must have other relatives that could step in his stead. Maybe a brother, a cousin. Even Jean or Reiner would be better options than Levi. He isn’t good with words or people like they are, he couldn’t possibly give them a speech about something foreign to him as it is that kind of love, that’s what people expect, right? His title of Captain is obsolete in this new world, so it can’t be that either. Hell, he has never been to a fucking wedding. 

Just… why him?

As expected, Armin doesn’t really go into the details of their choice but does let Levi know they do not expect a fast answer and that they do not want him to feel pressured to accept it, despite how much it would mean to them if he did. Armin asks if there’s anything in particular that he would like for his birthday, as it is a month away, and closes the letter by saying he looks forward to seeing him and everyone then.

When the letter is closed and put back into its envelope, silence falls around them. For a moment the only sound that can be heard is the clinking of tableware as Levi places the teacup back on its saucer.

It bothers him, that he knows he will be letting Armin down by refusing something that any other well-adapted person would consider an honour. But the thought of embarrassing him and himself, because he gave an awkward, most likely insensitive, speech, mortifies him. No, he can’t put them and their guests through that. He will find a way to make it up to the couple, maybe he can… he doesn’t know yet, but he will come up with something.

As he finishes his first cup, Levi realises that at some point while he was lost in thought, the ringing in his ear has subsided and now it’s back to that muffled, cotton-in-ear sensation he’s used to and he doesn’t feel his eyeball pulsating anymore. Glancing at Gabi, he notices she is trying really hard not to say something, her brow furrowed as she takes a sip of her own drink, followed by a big bite of her pastry. Flakes stick to the corner of her mouth and for once it doesn’t disgust him. Instead, it makes his lips twitch as if going into a smile.

“I can help you... if you want,” she says eventually, sounding uncharacteristically careful and small of her.

Levi quirks an eyebrow “Help? with what?” 

She shrugs, “How to… tell them you don’t want to,” she avoids looking at him for the first time, finding the flakes on her plate more interesting. She shrugs again and tilts her head to the side, a thin line of a smile appearing on her face. “...or prepare for the ceremony.”

Not unlike many times before, Gabi’s words render him speechless, if only for a moment. He spares his tea a glance and he thinks: it’s bold of her to be so upfront about offering her help to him, and had it been any other morning, one where he couldn’t think past the constant ache in his body, he would’ve chewed her head off for simply trying to help him because he himself doesn’t know how to accept that kindness.

This kid is trying her best and he can’t help but feel somewhat proud of that.

“You have shit on your face. Here,” he points to where the flakes would sit on his own face and picks his refilled teacup back up.

Gabi quickly wipes her mouth with the back of her hand, getting most of the flakes off. Levi gives her a thumbs-up with his free hand.

“I’ll think about it,” he finally concedes and tries to ignore the little happy dance she does in her seat.

This time, when the amber liquid touches his lips, it’s remarkably sweeter than before.

[sonofthesaiyans]

Yeah that's the whole thing. She DIDN'T have to die.

And the reasons for why she did are so insulting to her as a character and to the story, Sasha was just reduced as a means to an end to force a character and plotline literally nobody wanted. And for a message that feels incredibly disingenuous. Worse, she's gradually forgotten about, not even her own friends and parents honored her in the way that they should have. That's to say nothing of how Hajime Isayama never developed her personal connections to her friends, family and (Alleged) crush beyond some extremely lazy exposition, again only there long enough to push a brat who quite frankly, had no business being such a big deal in the story.

All I wanted was to see Sasha in action, and continue to grow as a warrior. She's more than just the Potato Girl, she is one of the characters in anime who's full potential was squandered by someone who didn't respect the connection a lot of us felt with Sasha. I do not regret abandoning the anime after what he did to her in "Assassin's Bullet". I can't accept that. And nor should anybody else.

There is no Attack on Titan without Sasha.

My girl Sasha didn't have to die. 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[sonofthesaiyans]

You stupid, ignorant, retarded, fucking little cow. If I could, I would goddamn smack you across the face.

What part about our hatred of Gabi for what she did to Sasha, and how much we don't give a shit about her phony development do these cunts not understand?

Remind me again why anybody out there would justify this? Why anybody would feel anything for Gabi Braun? What does she add and why does anybody think her arc, which encroached upon damn near everything else, is remotely engaging? The only thing this character earned is a slow, painful and humiliating end. And no the words of Artur Braus WILL NEVER compel me to her side.

There is no Attack on Titan without Sasha.

I only wish I could see Gabi writhe in her own blood.

[joogios]

[desire-mona]

Oooo u want to post House / Dan and Phil crossovers so bad Ooooo 🌀

gives u a kiss for giving me an excuse to post this

just. DRAWS REALLY BIG CIRCLES AROUND THEM IN RED MARKER WHILE MAKING DIRECT EYE CONTACT. what if hilson was dan and phil. i may do something with that.. sounds chatfic-y. met onnnnn like a . somewhere. brainstorming usernames is hard im sobbing ober this fucking album rn Anyway

its gotta be stupid shit bc wtf are we doing OBJECTIVELY what are we doing going omg AmazingPhil and danisnotonfire <333 its gotta have the same energy.

wholegreg and uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh . wait @blue-boulder would you do me the honour of letting me steal wil.i.son please <3

[sonofthesaiyans]

BeruSasha?? Are you kidding me? And that's great, you didn't stop at comparing Gabi Braun to Sasha, but now you're suggesting she could've fucking BIRTHED the kid?

You Gabi fans are as fucked up as the degenerate who wrote her into the story. Yes, DEGENERATE.

They're NOT. FUCKING. ALIKE!

Can we stop overcompensating for how godawful this character is? That ship sailed when Isayama failed to make room for BOTH girls, and instead opted to spite his longtime fans. Don't dig a deeper hole for your boy Hajime, assholes.

Cringiest headcanon I have seen in a long time.

Bertholdt and Sasha look like they could be Udo and Gabi’s parents

Udo takes after his dad and is naturally quiet but attentive

Gabi is like a whirlwind and takes after Sasha

Both kids have incredible marksmanship because of their parents.

HIII!!!~~ 🩷🩷🩷 I JUST LOVE LOVE LOVE SO MUCH YOUR HEADCANON!! 😭😭😭 THIS IS SO CANON RIGHT NOW ISTG!!!

I already replied this one on Twitter, but gonna post it here too because I now love this so much omg ;;

I already hc Udo as berusasha kid, but Gabi it's just too obvious and I ??? was sleeping ???? No but seriously, the parallels are right there, they are so much alike (that's why I'm sure Sasha would easily forgive Gabi! 🥹).

Now I can't help thinking on them on a weekend trip, Sasha and Gabi being the loudest duo, singing at the top of their lungs, always so excited, while Bertholdt and Udo are trying to chill for like five minutes lmao...

Thanks for sending this sweet headcanon, it always make me happy read your thoughts about berusasha!! 🩷

[marcobodtlives]

Do the people who hate Gabi so much that they insult her physical appearance forget the fact that her character design is based on Isayama’s concept sketch of a female Eren Jaeger?

Friends, if you make fun of one, you’re inherently making fun of both.