#they hate us coz they aint us

[taraaladkii]

Papa : Tujhe apne andar kis chiz ki kami mehsoos hoti hai?

Me : paise ki 💅🎀😎

[bigwishes]

Forced Freak

Tyson was a uni drop out, nothing special about him other than his pretty face and dedication to his diet. He had no real hobbies and no real friends. The only reason people paid him any real attention was because of his body. However guys got pretty turned off after a one night stand with him when they'd wake up and Tyson would have written them critiques about how to improve their bodies and performance in the bedroom.

Tyson was the worst kind of gym bro, not because he had no real personality, but because he was an asshole with no real personality, in fact when he wasn't coming home from the gym, taking selfies in the mirror or scrolling on grinder for someone to bounce on his waist he spent a large portion of his time staring in the mirror admiring his own perfection.

"fuck yeah, I'm probably the hottest guy alive" he'd say as he rubbed his own crotch.

His arrogant attitude had essentially transformed him into a self obsessed autosexual, whilst he enjoyed sex and having a guy put in all the work whilst he laid back in pleasure he still preferred a night to himself and his mirror.

Tyson flexed his arm one last time, admiring the perfection before him before he turned off his alarm and got up to go to the gym.

"well, I'll see you when I get home handsome" he said winking at his own reflection and snapping his underwear band.

He threw on the folded red tank top and black gym shorts he had lying on his dresser, the ones he had steamed the night before. As he walked out the door he picked up his glass from his morning water and placed it neatly in the dishwasher before turning it on and leaving for the gym.

Upon arriving at the gym Tyson walked into the welcome area where he found 3 tall bodybuilders lined up at the key scanner. Tyson rolled his eyes and tried to avoid contact with them, he hated those freaks. The guys who willingly chose to inflate themselves with disgusting amounts of muscle. Who could barely fit in their cars and he huffed and sweat like bovine beasts when they got on the treadmill.

Tyson quickly got impatient and began tapping his foot as the 3 meatheads were holding up the line.

"are you beasts gonna scan in or am I just waiting here all day"

The three turned their heads to them almost in unison

"yoo you think we are beasts huhu" one flexed his enormous bicep that dwarfed Tyson's head

"hey Ty, what up lil dude. Wanna hit bench with us today? we we can help you grow that chest"

Tyson was disgusted at the thought of working out with the three of them and smelling their terrible stench or listening to them heaving for air.

"no thanks, its hard to improve upon perfection" Tyson said with a smirk

"aw come on dude, you can always improve and get bigger, you aint even close to your limit"

"and I dont want to be" Tyson said with a disgusted frown and one raised eyebrow

There was a loud ding and the three bodybuilders began waddling and shuffling their way through the electronic gate into the gym, having to turn sideways slightly to get their hulking frames in the turn gate.

"This is what I mean" laughed Tyson

"haha, can't blame us for being absolute units man"

"But doesn't it annoy the fuck out of you being like that?"

"no way bro, being this big is fucking awesome"

the three bodybuilders all began laughing and flexing

"I'm sorry I really dont see how turning myself into a...freak would be awesome"

There was a dead silence as the three bodybuilders stopped laughing and turned to him.

"that's a bit of a harsh word bro"

"yeah man don't diss the hobby coz you aint into it"

Tyson smirked flicking as he polished his fitness watch with the edge of his jumper "dude I dont think anyone is into it"

"what the fuck is that supposed to mean"

"umm being so big you have no style because you cant fit into anything, constantly covered in sweat marks, you reek after just a few minutes of exercise, you gulp down water like an elephant who hasn't drunk in a year, can barely fit in your cars and take up so much space, plus I like when guys find me attractive and aren't grossed out by my monstrous body" Tyson turned his back placing his gym bag in the locker completely unaware that the three men he had just insulted looked so red their heads could pop with anger.

"I'LL LET YOU KNOW MY HUSBAND LOOOOVVVEEESSS MY SIZE" the bodybuilder in the middle yelled through his teeth

"whoooaa jayce" the two others said in unison as they grabbed him by the chest and stopped him taking a step forward

"don't shoot the messenger buddy but Im pretty sure your husband wouldn't be disappointed if you lost 30-40lsb of muscle, pretty sure he'd enjoy date night without sitting across from a behemoth stuffing himself so full of protein like a slob"

Jayce threw his arms up in the air and pushed his two friends off of him turning around and walking away.

Tyson ignored the interaction implying pulling his towel and drink bottle out of his gym bag.

"You know what you need Ty..."

"and what's that Mark?" Tyson tiredly asked rolling his eyes

"A real good bulk, make ya real big, that'll change your mind" Mark smirked looking at his friend who was smiling back.

"whatever" Tyson groaned as he walked off into the gym.

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A few hours had passed and Tyson was in the changing room admiring himself after his workout. It was enough to pump him to that perfect spot where he looked just slightly bigger and was a little sore, but not enough to make him sweat or stimulate the sort of growth a lot of gym guys were after.

Tyson flexed one bicep and ran his other hand down his thigh feeling himself get hard.

"Oh yeah handsome, just wait till I get you in my bed" He smirked at his own reflection.

Just then he heard the sound to the changing rooms open, his hand quickly shot up from his thigh, not wanting anyone to see his moment of lust.

He watched in the mirror as Jayce rounded the corner, his massive and wide shoulders causing him to bump into subway tiled wall. A massive smile lit up on Jayce's face as he saw Tyson standing there.

"Yep" Jayce yelled out

Dylan quickly followed behind and began walking towards Tyson, not that he thought much of it.

"Grab his left Dylan?"

"No worried Jayce"

Tyson was shocked as the two hulking bodybuilders suddenly grabbed hold of his arms and used what felt like all of their strength to sandwich him between them.

"h-HEY WHAT THE FUCK GET OFF" Tyson struggled and squirmed to get out of there grip but it felt like he was being pressed between two stone walls, he was unable to do anything other than pathetically kick his legs.

Just then Tyson heard the door to the changing rooms lock as Mark rounded the corner.

"Mark!, tell your fucking boys to let me go!"

The three bodybuilder's laughed as Mark walked closer holding a strange metal container in his hand that resembled a protein shaker.

"Hey lil dude" Said Mark with a big smirk across his face

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THREE WANT" Tyson snapped.

"to prove you wrong man" Jayce whispered

'w-what" Tyson continued to flounder and squirm to no avail

"you said being a bodybuilder sucked, well we are gonna prove you wrong" Dylan smirked tightly squeezing Tyson's arms

"h-how, Im not gonna start bodybuilding because you three threaten me"

"oh there is no threat bud, we have got something we want to try but dont know about the side effects wanna test it"

"ARE YOU GONNA JAB MY ASS FULL OF ROIDS" Tyson squeaked pathetically

"no dude, of course not" Said Mark

"we already know the side effects to roids" laughed Jayce

Mark grabbed onto Tyson's perfect hair and forcefully pulled his head back, Tyson couldn't see but he felt Jayce wrap his giant muscular arm around his pinning his between Jayce's bulky bicep and forearm and grabbing his cheeks forcing his jaw open.

"bottoms up pretty boy" Mark said as he flicked the cap off the contained with his thumb and shoved the mouth piece into Tyson's mouth.

"MMMMM -MMMM -MMMMMMM!!!!!!" Tyson tried to yell but his mouth was full of a strange thick liquid.

Mark dropped the contained and grabbed Tyson's nose still forcing the container to his lips

"gotta drink if you wanna breathe buddy"

Tyson couldn't hold it any longer

GULP...GULP...GULP.....GULP

Tyson sucked down what was in his mouth and what continued to pour from the container, when the last drop was drunk and all he could taste was air the three bodybuilders all let go in unison and Tyson dropped to the ground gasping for air.

"How long does it take to work Mark?"

"errr container says a few minutes for a start and a week for full effects"

Tyson couldn't concentrate on what the three were talking about, his body began to feel like it was being super heated, like his muscles and bones were being fried into pudy.

Tyson's hand began to tremble, as he looked at it pressed against the cold tiled floor he noticed his thumb enlarging, getting longer and thicker, it spread to all his fingers and his hand, at first he thought it was an allergic reaction but it wasn't puffy or fat, it was hard solid and defined, like all the muscles in his hands were suddenly expanding, he watched as his handed swelled up to the size of dinner plates as veins in his arms and forearms pumped in sync with his heart beat.

His forearms stared growing outwards and he felt his already tight and pumped biceps ache as they swelled even bigger. Seeing his reflection in the mirror he looked like a bad art project as different parts of his body were swelling with size and different times, his shoulders got wider as his calves got bigger, his pecs inflated as his feet grew out of his shoes, his abs bloated into a semi roid gut as his quads quickly filled with blood, and his ass pumped up into a big meaty globe as his traps crept up his back swallowing his necks.

after just a few minutes the three bodybuilders were stunned looking down at the sweaty bulky mess that was Tyson on the floor of the changing room.

Tyson had watched the whole thing in the mirror but still he couldn't recognise himself, what had happened, what they did to him.

He looked like one of them, a bodybuilder.

"w-what did you do to me" Tyson moaned, out of breath and out of energy

"damn, he got huge so quick, and he still has a week to go?"

"please, no, no bigger, turn me back"

the three bodybuilders began to have a conversation around Tyson like he wasn't even there as he tried to pick himself up off the floor. A few minutes passed and Tyson finally stood up. He felt uncomfortable, muscles he didn't even know where near each other rubbed up against each other like every aspect of his body was fighting for space.

Tyson looked at himself horrified in the mirror at the big bulky freak he had become.

"oh fuck..m..my perfect body" he turned to the three men behind him "please, please you gotta turn me back"

"you still got a week of growin left bud" Mark replied

"PLEASE I CAN'T GET BIGGER"

Jayce smirked trying to contain his laughter

"Look dude, we said we were gonna show you how being a bodybuilder is awesome, let it go for a week and we'll check back in and if you still hate it, we'll turn you back"

Tyson turned back to his reflection and flexed, freaked out by his bicep being larger than his own head.

"see, its already awesome, see you later dude"

The three bodybuilders started walking out of the changing room

"no WAIT!!"

Tyson ran over to his bag feeling the weight of his new body with every step and feeling his hard muscles bounce. He leant over and swung his bag over his shoulder. He watched as the door closed behind the three and he ran to catch up. Every step was a chore, it was like an entire workout for just one leg to hold up the weight of his new massive body.

By the time he reached the door Tyson doubled over gasping for air, he placed his giant meaty hand on the wall and slid down the the floor, he had only run a few feet but it felt like he had just done and three hours of cardio without a break, he felt the sweat running down his back and struggled to come up with a reason anyone would want to be this big, why guys would dedicate their lives to become titans.

it took 15 minutes, for Tyson to catch his breath and stand up again and by the time that happened the three he was after were already gone, he walked through the gym defeated hoping nobody would recognise him. He made it to the turn gate and as he went to go through he felt a hard pressing against his shoulders. Not at all used to his new size Tyson hadn't adjusted the angle that he approached the gate and found himself stuck between the two steel bars. Tyson pushed with his back leg but didn't realise the power behind his colossal quads as he easily pushed himself out but he couldn't stop the moment and he came tumbling forward face first onto the floor in front and multiple gym attendants.

"woah, you okay big guy" one of them asked,

Tyson looked up and saw the other two doing their best not to laugh.

"yeah I'm fine!" Tyson tried to get up as fast as he could but the sheer weight of his frame meant it was an awkward step by step process that took almost a whole minute.

Tyson quickly raced out the doors as fast as his could but once again misjudged his giant muscles and his two shoulders slammed into the automatic doors not realising they weren't wide enough for him. A loud bang rang out and Tyson looked back as the glass automatic doors wobbled and shook, and ounce more pressure and they would have surely crashed down around him.

Tyson waddled through the car park desperate to get to his car. Swinging open the door he quickly realised why he had never seen a bodybuilder in a sleek sports car, he didn't fit, just one leg stepped in and there wasn't any more room for him to squeeze in. He tried everything, moving the seat back, moving the wheel up, but still he didn't fit. After about 10 minutes of doing everything he could think of to get in he just decided to force his way in.

Sliding into the car he felt cramped, and when he closed the driver's door it bounced off his arm and swung back open denting the car next to him. Tyson tried again leaning all the way into his car and shutting the door. It shut but as he sat back up he found himself on an awkward angle to the wheel, he tried to adjust himself to roll down the window so he could stick his arm out and get more space but as he placed his arm down on the leather seat to push his own body out the way he heard a loud tearing. His clothes didn't feel loser and he couldn't see what had torn but it sounded bad...

When Tyson arrived home he squeezed himself out of his car, it felt like being freed from a sardine can but as he turned around to shut his door he had found the source of the tearing noise from earlier, in the centre of the seat, directly under where he was, was now a large split right down the leather, seats that cost over a thousand dollars to fix split apart like paper, and that wasn't the worst of it, he looked at the lower back of the seat to see how the leather had warped and swollen from the amount of sweat that had been pressed against it.

"AW MAN" Tyson moaned slammed his car door, not realising the force his arms were able to put behind it and as the door lodged into place his hand carried the momentum behind it straight into the metal of the car leaving a large dent from his palm.

"ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME"

Tyson stormed over to his front door just wanting the day to end. He pulled up his keys to the front door and fumbled for a few minutes as he struggled to sort though them with his massive meaty fingers, finally he got in the door and shut it behind him as gently as he could which still resulted in a slam.

His stomach let out a loud groan, he had never felt so hungry so sudden in his life, Tyson tried to walk to the kitchen but realised it was more of a waddle has his massive muscular thighs slammed into each other. Arriving in front of his fridge he opened it up and grabbed one of his already made meals out and placed it in the microwave to heat up. He watched in spinning round and heard his stomach grumble as the 2 minutes felt like an entirety. Finally he heard the beep and opened up the microwave to devour his meal. What normally would have left him feeling full for hours didn't even make a dent in his hunger. Tyson opened up his fridge and moved on to his next meal without even heating it up, then another, then a protein shake to wash it down, then another meal and a couple apples, along with a banana or two, and of course he had to pull some of the muffins out of the freezer to defrost to have a bit later.

Tyson sat on his couch, feeling groggy and finally full. He looked around him, plates, protein shakers, wrappers and plastic containers were spread out all over his lounge room from the floor to the coffee table. He felt so heavy he didn't want to get up, he just wanted to pass out on his couch and go to sleep. As his eyes began to drift close...

BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP

The loudest belch he had ever heard forced him to jolt awake.

"aw fuc-uuuuUUURRPPP, this place is a mess"

Tyson finally realised he had trashed his lounge room in his feeding frenzy, he got up to try and clean but he didn't get very far. His body was so massive it was hard to move between his furniture and it was hard for him to constantly bend down to pick stuff up. On his second trip back from the kitchen to clean the last of the mess he finally noticed where he had been sitting, and the enormous sweat patch pressed into the fabric.

He pulled his tight tank top out from his body realising it looked like he had never washed it in his life.

"god, I need a fucking shower"

He made his way down the hall to the bathroom where he was shocked by his own reflection. He knew he had been turned into a hulking behemoth but, he looked like a completely different person now. His tank top was tight and clung to his body as his pecs hung out the sides. It was covered in sweat patches and strains from spilt protein shakes and food. His face was covered in a coat of sweat and his hair was oiler than he'd ever seen before. Tyson's gut churned as he let out another belch. He suddenly felt a tightness in his pants and he got hard.

"what the fuck..."

Tyson lifted up one arm to flex his bicep, he watched the sweat running down from his pits to his lats, he swallowed a quick gulp of air expecting maybe a small burp but was greeted with a massive room shaking belch. Tyson couldn't help it, he got rock solid staring at his sweaty body and hearing his own manly belching.

He worked his hand down awkwardly to his dick and started to pleasure himself.

He couldn't work it out, he missed his perfect body, he missed his old self, he was grossed out by being such a freak but god he was too horny to not please himself.

Right before his big moment he felt a wave of heat surge out into his body, his clothes felt tighter and suddenly the left strap of his tank top snapped as his shoulder, pec and arm practically doubled in size.

"AAH NO, NO NOT AGAIN"

Tyson watched as his dirty tank was torn to shreds by his growing body. His shorts felt tighter and tighter, soon he felt the sound of ripping fabric. As he turned to the side to inspect his growing legs he saw as his muscled ass split his pants in the back and the fabric quickly tore through making his shorts look like a bad loin clothe prop from a Halloween costume.

"OH FUCK NO, STOP, STOP AHHHH"

Tyson could only watch as his body continued to rapidly grow in the mirror...

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3 weeks later

Tyson leant back on the workout bench groaning and gasping for air. It was the most he had ever lifted, not that he wanted to get bigger but it was the only thing he could do with his day at this point.

He heard the noise of 3 guys cheering as Mark, Jayce and Dyaln approached him.

"HEY BIG MAN" Said Mark

"oh great, what do you guys want"

"relax big guy, just wanted to bring you a snack" Dylan laughed as he pulled out a paper bag of drive through crispy chicken and handed it to Tyson.

"Dont forget to wash it down" said Jayce handing him a protein shake

Tyson didn't have the will power to hold back, his new muscle and size burnt so much fuel from simple existing he was practically starving constantly. He immediately reached into the bag and started eating as much as he could as fast as he could, washing it down with a swig of the protein shake, only taking breaks to gasp for air.

A river of chocolate protein ran down his cheek and dripped onto his XXXL tank top, which looked more like a medium crop top on him.

A young handsome gym attendant walked over to the group with a smile on his face.

"hey guys, just a reminder, you can't eat like that in here save it for outside okay" He smiled as he looked straight into Tyson's eyes.

Tyson's mind was racing, this guy was the most handsome guy he had ever seen in his life, we wanted to apologise for being such a slob, hell, he wanted to ask the guy on a date.

Tyson rubbed the crumbs and protein from his mouth away with the back of his hand and opened his mouth. Immediately he gritted his teeth and almost by instinct at this point cocked the side of his mouth open.

BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPP!!

Tyson couldn't help but belch and burp as he struggled to get a word out.

"bro..that's nasty" the gym attendant laughed as he walked away.

Mark, Jayce and Dylan all erupted with laughter.

"DUUUUUUDDEEEE" yelled Dylan

"You aren't gonna get a date like that dude I tell you that" laughed Jayce

"They probably wouldn't date him even if he didn't burp every couple of minutes, I mean who wants to date a bodybuilder freak right guys" Mark laughed as he rubbed Tyson's shoulders

"Yeah, you're right Mark, nobody wants a freak like Tyson" Dylan chuckled.

Tyson couldn't control it, the sound of their laughter, the way the three called him a freak and a slob. His dick got hard and he felt as a mixture of pre and cum leaked into his underwear.

They were never going to change him back, he was going to be stuck as this good for nothing muscle pig, forever....

he threw himself back down on the bench..

BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPP

[mrs-monaghan]

I’ve seen a lot of talk about how JK loves Jimin in the show, many have pointed out all the things he says and does for Jimin. But what does Jimin do for JK? How did we see him love Jk in the show because I’m struggling to see it and hate that.

You mean apart from claiming him?

Coz anon, letting the world know a person is yours kinda goes to show Jimin loves the hell out of JK... hard enough to announce to everyone, but okay. If u want us to look at a few instances then we shall...

I gotta say though, not seeing how Jimin loves JK is wild. But, let's proceed.

I personally still can't get over Jimin waxing himself for JK. Its giving, amazing boyfriend who knows what his man likes 😏

I'm sorry but that is so gay

Alright anon. To really start us off, is the reason why AYS exists in the first place.

We saw JK missing Jimin here and Jimin missing JK here. So Jimin doing this did not surprise me at all. I mean, we all remember he's it done before in 2019, so he's a grand gestures type of boyfriend. Wbk 😍🥺 I mean, man did say he would travel to the moon for JK. Literally.

So yeah, that's Jimin for ya. The guy who you can't seem to see just how much he loves JK 🤦🏽‍♀️ Moving on... so they decided to play RPS

Jimin wins and what does he do?

That's right. The rule of the game is to pick what you want first and eat that. But no, Mimi knows his baby loves to eat so even though he won, he finds out first what JK wants.

They play again, Jimin wins and once again,

He offers JK first.

Makes you wonder what the point of this game is atp 😂😂 but Jimin will always put his man first and that's on fax. Cue editors pointing it out for you anon;

Still you missed it... smh.

Next.

When he allowed a probably tired JK to rest on his shoulder.

How cute was that? It reminded me of this:

Jimin doesn't love JK you say? Let's continue ☺

JK is special. We've known this for years. Jimin has always given JK that special treatment and has never even tried to hide it.

This post would feel incomplete if we didn't talk about their none existent hyung/dongsaeng dynamic.

Not me going into bedroom territory and cackling at the fact that JK probably loves to rile up top Jimin. 🤭🤭

Ahem. Moving on swiftly 😌 to this other sweet moment.

i.e Jimin giving up his seat for JK.

And you who is reading this saying that aint a big deal... umm, I beg to differ??? They were filming something that was gonna be viewed by millions so of course one wants to look their best. And JK knew this which is why he asked Jimin about his best side in the first place. So yeah, this was a very sweet thing Jimin did for JK.

Jimin is a really nice person. You know? Like, Jikook aside, this dude is the real deal.

Anygays,

Jimin supporting JK's music. Standing next to you especially 😂 but I also loved when he sang hate you. That was awesome. And don't forget SEVEN too.

Last but definitely not least (due to maximum image space) Right in the beginning anon, the show opens with Jimin being super worried about JK's voice.

Jimin is not even subtle with how he treats and loves and dotes on JK.

I'm struggling to see it and I hate that.

Anon I can't believe you. Struggling? With Jimin of all people? Just for that I'll be coming back with a part 2. Hope these moments ring some bells for ya

[ybetzarts]

What happens when i post this video with this music?

from IG: Silly animation took me almost 3 hours (did this on a whim, coz i didnt wanna do work hah)...am jus checking if i still remember how to animate hng. Oh pls dont judge my process 😭, it aint the best, i know🤧 (Music used below:)

I studied basic animation in a course once, and we were tasked to create a short film. For a month, i animated EVERY. SINGLE. DAY to get a whole 5-min short film done. Sleep schedule was terrible. I hated the process, but am quite proud of what i produced back then🌟 And of course, it had to be Knuckles💯💥. I am...really lacking in variety on my posts 🤪😅 What i wanna draw atm > variety, i suppose.

[klapollo]

this is garnet back together and we're never going down at the hands of the likes of you because im so much better and every part of me is saying go get her the two of us aint gonna follow your rules come at me without any of your fancy tools let's go just me and you let's go just one on two go ahead and try to hit me if youre able cant you see that my relationship is stable i can see you hate the way we intermingle, but i think youre just mad coz youre single

[f0xd13-blog]

Don forget my promos.on twitter WAS MY RIGHT TO BE THERE DOING YALL WENT FOR ME COZ OF RACISM AND DID ILEGAL CYBER CRIME THEN COMPLAINED BOUT MY HATE AND ANSWERS FOR BEING STUCKED.BECAUSE.OF IF. USED MEDIA Tactics TO PrETEND it never happened. USED MIND Games WITH UR ART. Aint got time fof hate? Why are u on my profile then if I don know.u or ever intended to? KILL ALL LATINOS

[my-bipolar-journal]

18th july 2023

hey, so long

so much happened

i got into symbiosis pune and i came here. meeting lots of people. lots.

i like my room mate. she's exactly someone my parents would like you know.

and emily is korean. disha is punjabi, we vibe a lil. shree is cool and snigdha is like fun. i dont know who will be my naina here. i dont want peopleto hate me. so 13th i came here with dad and bua by flight. they left on 14th. havent cried since. talk to parents everyday. we had 14 doc verification. 15 free went mall. 16 free went mall twice. they gave us defected extension twice. 17 had orientation attented whole. 18 orientation. bunked after lunch. bought tickets for 21st ka party.

old frnds scene, i talked to mansi. tamana doesnt feel same. talked totanav for very long, heard parth's voice. i m having a chest pain rn coz harry aint picking up. he said his dad called. punit got angry with me coz i said his stretch marks were pretty and he feels like m crazy after him or something. man i just like pissing him off that's it

[elpida]

"Agatha-" Eden suddenly felt a bit more like she could breath, standing and as good as falling into her arms. "I couldn't with- with Alma if I-" she suddenly felt all these emotions welling up, there had been time after time she'd wanted to offer to take her off their hands, steal her for a night or two and be a good aunty, as good as she could be. "He was on my phone, not even just on it physically any text I sent, anyone I tried to call he knew Aggie, I had no way of- I couldn't..." she got flustered even trying to explain.

"God I've really messed everything up, Aggie I messed up really bad Angelo he's going to be so angry at me I don't know how to... I'm pregnant and I don't know how to tell him." Her hands moved back, pushing into her hair as she sniffled and that's when Cade come in, seeing her tears he seemed to shift from worried friend to, protective big Brother. He was being her Ben, being that thing she missed. "You're... with his?" Eden nodded and Cade came forward, offering his arm around her. "Hey now, dry those tears 'coz what we 'aint going to do is cry about that, hm? He doesn't take it well that's fine I'll talk sense to him, 'coz even if this all goes tits up, you've got us alright?" Eden was keeping hold of Agatha's hand but Cade was rubbing up and down her back to try and comfort. "Let's think worse case scenario? Then we're doing this as a team of three 'coz Agatha can tell you everything there is on what to expect and me? Well I hate to tell you think but you could squeeze my hands until they break, you can give it your best shot but you want us there? Then we are there, right Ags?"

"Cade, me and Angelo, we haven't spoke in weeks... I couldn't. Sam had... he had some things against me and Angelo and I couldn't risk him sending them anywhere, I don't know what it'd do for his reputation or his business so I couldn't go to him for help, for anything.. and if I even spoke his name Sam would-.." she swallowed, flashes of the knife at her shirts buttons going through her mind quickly. "...Sam? As in, fucking Sam that should know better after last time he fucked around and found out?" there was a flare of anger. One that he only swallowed back because of where they were. "Don't worry about Sam and what is it darlin'? The thing he had, videos? Pictures?" he sighed softly. "'Aint nothing to be ashamed about, Aggie, you think that's something you can sort? Wipe it from the face of the Earth kind of thing?" Eden turned with such curiosity in her face. "That's possible? You can do that?" and a glimmer, just a glimmer of hope.

The moment Eden saw Angelo it was like everything else stilled... everything else faded a little bit and when she saw him looking down at Lawrence, the single tear had her hands twitch, the fumbled mess of how her fingers tangled together, she for a moment was so ready to reach forward and comfort him for that tear, for that show of his pain. She wanted to be at his side, and as she stepped forward he'd turned to her with that... accusation. She knew just from how he spoke, why did she let this happen to him? Why had she not protected him? Little Eden, always the easy target, but had she accused and pointed blame to him the time she had a knife torn through her shoulder? She'd never pointed the blame at him like that, she'd never tear him down with such ease.

"No- no I'd never, I tried to... I tried to make sure he didn't get hurt but I couldn't.." she wasn't fast enough and she well.. her hands lowered down, hovering around her belly where a little life remained, growing slowly. Their little life. When Eden stepped forward again, Cade did. He was lingering near her, worried where this would go and he was one hell of a guard dog. "Angelo.." she spoke his name a little softer and yet underneath it you could hear the tremble, the way her lip quivered. "I was scared.. I was scared and I'm sorry because it.. it is my fault. What happened to Lawrence that's all m-" her voice broke. Shit. One hand hovered her mouth, the other on her chest. "My fault. Sam was just, he was so much bigger than me, he's tall and he.. how am I meant to fight him off?" tears started to drip. "You told me to come to you, anything, always, and I tried... I could barely make a call and then, when I called, why didn't you answer? There were nights I called, you just let it ring.." she was sniffling, so many emotions but she knew she'd called. She'd borrowed Noah's phone when he stayed late a few times but each time she dared to try and call Angelo, it rang out. "I needed you, it was me that needed you! I came to you because I needed you and you weren't there, so how can you blame me? How can you stand there, how can you see what happened and how bad it was and and- and think you- this is on you. Lawrence picked up the slack that you should've been keeping and for what? For you to come to his bedside, smelling like what? What is it, negroni? Martini?"

Cade's brows rose slowly, he flashed Agatha a look but if he were honest, he was proud of her for standing her ground, he was proud that she wasn't going to back down and that she'd tell him exactly... how it was. "You don't get to look at me like I am the enemy, in fact.. don't dare look at me like I deserve your hatred for any of it." her eyes moved to Lawrence. "I'd never harm that man and if I could've taken that injury for him, I would... after all, I took enough for you , didn't I?"

Cade finally came forward, a hand on her shoulders, stopping her with her pointed finger from snapping at him truly because god she wanted to hit into his chest and scream at him, cry and scream that he didn't answer the goddamn phone all those times. She felt abandoned by him. He moved to take her hand and lower it, hushing her. "Think... you have to calm down." he whispered, a softer smile at her.

Lawrence's body hit the floor with a thud, the impact sending sharp waves of pain through his aged frame. He let out a small, involuntary grunt, the ache settling deep into his bones as he struggled to catch his breath. The world around him spun for a moment, the harsh reality of his vulnerability crashing down on him.In the background, he could hear Eden's desperate cries, her voice filled with panic as she pleaded with Sam to release her. Her fear was palpable, cutting through the fog of pain that clouded Lawrence's mind. He could hear the scuffle, the sound of her being dragged away, her pleas going unanswered.

Noah was at his side in an instant, his hands firm and steady as he helped Lawrence back to his feet. The younger man’s strength was a lifeline, pulling Lawrence up from the cold, unforgiving floor. But the pain lingered, a dull throb that refused to be ignored, a reminder of the limits of his body. Taking his time, Lawrence slowly regained his composure, his breath coming in shallow, measured gasps as he fought to push the pain to the back of his mind. His mind focused on Eden, her struggle still ongoing, and a fierce determination surged within him. He couldn't let her suffer like this. Despite the pain, despite his age, he had to find a way to help her.

Lawrence's heart pounded in his chest as he watched Eden approach, her steps hurried and her face etched with fear. The sight of her, so vulnerable and desperate, drove him to move despite the lingering pain in his body. He reached her just as she arrived, his hands gently resting on her shoulders, offering whatever comfort he could muster. Her words spilled out in a frantic rush, detailing Sam's cruel intentions. Lawrence’s blood ran cold as the reality of the situation settled in. But before he could react, before he could think of a plan, Sam emerged from the apartment, his presence as menacing as ever.

Without hesitation, Lawrence moved to shield Eden, placing himself between her and the danger that loomed. His instincts, honed by years of protecting those he cared about, took over. But the next moment, he felt a sharp, searing pain in his abdomen. The world seemed to slow as he looked down, realizing Sam had plunged a knife into him. The pain was excruciating, a fiery agony that radiated through his body. But Lawrence, ever the protector, refused to let it show. He stood his ground, his face a mask of grim determination, not allowing himself to scream or groan. Instead, he absorbed the pain, his focus solely on keeping Eden safe. He could feel the warmth of his blood beginning to seep from the wound, but he remained standing, bracing himself against the overwhelming pain. His eyes locked onto Sam's, full of unspoken defiance, his hands mixing to stop the haemorrhage although it was difficult to prevent it from seeping out.

The pain became unbearable, a deep, relentless ache that tore through Lawrence's body. His strength, the very thing that had kept him standing, finally gave way. He collapsed to the ground, his legs no longer able to support him. As he fell, he felt Eden's arms around him, her warmth enveloping him like a blanket. She cradled him, her presence a balm to the searing pain that racked his body. Lawrence’s breathing grew labored, each inhale a struggle against the agony that threatened to consume him. “It… will be alright, Miss Eden,” He breathed out reassuringly, his gaze on her the whole time. It didn’t take long for him to begin to lose consciousness, the pain forcing him to. His eyelids slowly drifted shut, unable to hear the sirens or any noise.

Angelo's fury was palpable, a storm of emotions barely contained as he lashed out at the guards. The sound of his palm striking their faces echoed through the air, each slap a sharp reminder of their failure. "You had a fucking job, and you failed to comply!" he bellowed, his voice a mix of rage and frustration. The guards, stunned and humiliated, stumbled back, unable to meet his blazing eyes. "Get the fuck out of here and find two men who will be more useful than you are, you pieces of shit!" His words were venomous, each one laced with the weight of his anger and the deep concern he harbored for Lawrence.

Without sparing another glance at the guards, Angelo spun on his heel and made his way to his Land Rover, his mind consumed with a singular focus: seeing Lawrence at the hospital. The door slammed shut behind him, and he barely registered the act of turning the ignition before the powerful engine roared to life. His fingers clenched around the steering wheel, knuckles whitening with the force of his grip as he tore out of the driveway. The tires screeched against the asphalt as he pushed the vehicle past the speed limit, the landscape blurring into a chaotic mix of colors and shapes. Angelo's mind raced alongside the car, the gravity of the situation pressing heavily on his chest. Lawrence was more than just a trusted confidant—he was his family, and the thought of losing him gnawed at Angelo's insides. Every red light, every pedestrian crossing, was ignored as he navigated the streets with a reckless urgency. His heart pounded in his chest, his breath coming in short, shallow gasps as he pushed the car faster, needing to reach the hospital, needing to make sure Lawrence would be okay. “Just hold on, Lawrence," he muttered under his breath, his voice barely above a whisper as his gaze glistened with unshed tears.

"Eden," Agatha called softly as she entered the room, her voice tinged with urgency and concern while Cade followed closely behind her. Agatha wasted no time, closing the distance between them and pulling Eden into a tight, reassuring hug. She placed a gentle hand on Eden's cheek as she pulled back, her eyes searching Eden's face for answers. "We left Alma with my parents as soon as Noah called. Cade told me everything," Agatha said, her voice steady but filled with concern. Her gaze shifted briefly to Lawrence, lying unconscious on the hospital bed, the rhythmic beeping of the monitors underscoring the gravity of the situation. "How is he? How are you? Where’s Angelo?”

The tension in the room thickened as the door swung open, revealing Angelo with a look of intense concern etched across his face. Without a word to anyone, he strode directly to Lawrence’s bedside, his focus solely on the older man lying unconscious after the surgery. His hand trembled slightly as he placed it on Lawrence’s shoulder, his voice cracking as he called out, “Lawrence…” A single tear escaped from the corner of his eye, trailing down his cheek. He quickly wiped it away, his expression hardening as he turned to face the others in the room.

Angelo’s gaze swept over Cade and Agatha briefly before landing on Eden. The shift in his demeanor was palpable—his face darkened, and his eyes narrowed with anger and accusation. “What the fuck happened, Eden?” he demanded, his voice laced with a mix of fury and grief. “Why did you let this happen to him?”

[taraaladkii]

Mujhse bas shopping karwalo, bakbak karwalo, makeup karwalo aur gurlboss karwalo💅💅💅💅💅baki sab chizon se mera hogya hai fr 😎

[mrs-monaghan]

Hello Shaz

I would love to hear your opinion on 3D and all the talk around it

My thoughts on the talk around it is; "wow, well this is a load of garbage" (no offence to any friends I may have who don't like the song I just disagree that its a terrible song)

Alright. 3D. Let's talk. My thoughts. First, what's with the fucking homeless trousers??

I hate rich people 😭😭😭😭 if I wear this people will wonder why I didn't go back home to change after I fell in mud 😪

Anyhu, before i even say a thing. We should probably all try to remember that JK said this

(Thanks @chicknbunny13)

Yeah sure, even if he doesn't write a song, he may resonate with it. But not everything he does is a reflection of his actual life. This one, is for the Jikook antis btw. This is why my anons are still off. People, I dont have the energy for antis rn. JK sang 'girl' so what? This topic is super old and tired and consider it officially retired from this blog. I'm sooooo over it 🥱🥱🥱🥱

Now that we have that out of the way let's tackle the fact that our JK is a grown, grown adult. I don't need to bring back the live where he told people he's an adult and he is almost 30 and he will do what he wants to do. And if he wants to sing about this, that's exactly what he will sing about.

Oh my,

Even Jimin knows all about it

Tweet

BAHAHAAHAHAHA!!!

Let is be known i am choosing to take that sentence literally. I think JK just means him, the girl, with champagne and confetti. I really don't think it means anything else here. But, seeing as this is another sex song, I won't put it past him.

Anyone else notice a recurring theme here?

Okay then. 😳

Also shout out to this random kid with the horse

I can't be the only one who has no clue what his point was 😂😂😂

While we are on the champagne topic,

I mean....

Make no mistake, SEVEN and 3D are singing about the same thing. If SEVEN was in your face, 3D is subtle. But they are both just talking about sex here. Which is why it doesn't make sense to me why people are so upset??? As a person who likes Harlow and has heard his songs before, this did not shock me one bit. There is nothing wrong with this song. It is meaningless and shallow but guess what, thats the type of music the GP is listening to rn. I understand why Asians have an issue with this line

And I can respect that. I don't have to understand it, but if Asians say its offensive, then its offensive. In which case I think that's just ignorance on Harlow's part. The people behind the song and JK himself are not going to okay something degrading. So it is of my opinion that people are reading too much, way too much into something that aint even meant to be deep.

It's a song, about sex. The only thing deep about it, is the holes that will be getting penetrated.

This song doesn't require to be analysed. Okay, maybe when trying to decipher the analogies being used but that's it. JK has one agenda and one agenda only; release music that the general public will devour, get his name out there and be a huge pop star. And it is working.

Cue Boracity's new video about each member and who their target audience are for each solo project

JK did not write these songs. If he did I'm sure they would have more meaning. But that's not what he's aiming for rn. Right now the man just wants to put out something that he knows will sell. Wants to put out something that will be a hit. And 3D is exactly that. Just like SEVEN. Mans was asked for the meaning of the song and by his answer, I'm not sure even he knows.

What??

Did anyone understand that???? If you did, break it down for me coz I did NOT understand that 😂😂

This song has no meaning. Its shallow, catchy, easy to remember and move to. Enough with trying to complicate shit! It ain't that deep. Period.

JK cared more about the choreo.

While Jack is calling himself a whore for wanting 4 women, JK is busy dancing throughout. So I will listen to JK and enjoy the song and choreo. Because there is nothing in the lyrics and there was never intended to be.

Idk why y'all mad when we stan a consent king:

Personally I dont have time to be angry because 1) i see no reason to be, and 2) i am too busy admiring JK's body proportions 🤤🤤

Damn, Jimin's man is hot!!!!! 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

[a-tired-leftie-carnation]

thank youuu @pearloftheorient im having sm fun cause of you

this or that: bibliophile edition

hardcover or paperback / rent or buy / reads in silence or reads with music / standalone or series / annotations or pristine pages / ebook or physical copy / dog ears or bookmarks / mismatched series or complete set / cover matters or you don’t judge / lend books or keep them to yourself / enjoys lit classes or despises them / browses shops or orders online / reads reviews or goes in blind / unreturned books or clean library record / rereads or once was enough / fanfic enthusiast or a stickler for canon / deep reader or easily distracted / must read the book before seeing the movie or order doesn’t matter / neat bookshelves or messy bookshelves / skips ahead or resists temptation / reads aloud or in your head / guesses plot twists or never sees them coming

tagging no one in particular, im just bored so im picking up stuff i procrastinated for months now lmao

[f0xd13-blog]

How is a goverment pro black just coz they make white people feel unconfortable around you and that is totally most of peoples experiences right now besides the fact you say they b giving schollarships to people because of color and race which is just an open door for bad economy since you aint even giving it to the best... like the guy is going to suck at his job but he got there just for being black then he does some shit at his job and black people is going to look bad... how is that helping? Its literally giving the opposite effect which is creating bad employers coz you are messing with the nafural order of things. And then we be here asking for the most basic stuff like including footbal in gypsy camps like it used to be done before this new wave of fascists found out they ain't holocaust victims after all. And yess there's a reason for the existence of everything that is why such programs are being applied in places like africa because those kids didn't had your lifestyle so of course other options are more applicable to the the amount of resources they have. So anyways i be asking for shit that is common sense and black rights in america be like "yess pro black movements in 2024 we are such victims right now right?" Boiii listen racism will never stop don tell me you are in martin luther king level of hate rn coz that is crazy. People fought for your rights and some people neve got it returned at least know about it and educate yourself. Also stop reducing yourself to your skin color. Im not gay because people tell me i look gay so you are not just a black dude because of the same reason.

[peachy-political]

The biggest reason a lot of tumblr activists hate egalitarians is because we actually abide by our definition.

They hate us because unlike the majority of them, egalitarians (for the most part) actually believe in equality and advocate for it, even when its for straight, cis, white people or men.

They "don't fuck with" us because we do what they lie about doing. Because our version of equality doesn't include limitations, doesn't hate on someone solely because they belong to a certain demographic.

[arandomcatinaflat]

This season of supergirl is just a mess, and not the good kind of mess, it's like they had 10 ideas and decided to put them all in one season even though only half of them actually fit together... the only good thing about it is dreamer and all of the regular faves existing (and red Kara would probably be great if she were actually on it for more than 30 seconds every 5 episodes), but everything else is just kinda stupid. They could have done this all in like 2 seasons and not put everything in season 4 making there be like 5 different bad guys to keep up with

[lexion219997]

The thing is its up to interpretation. Many could interpret Rhaenyra as queer and yes just one sentence is enough for that. There is nothing wrong with that. The mistake is invalidating her canon relationships for mostly fanon ones.

Her f/f ships, besides Laenyra, are toxic. Invalidate Rhaenyra as a character or make her a self insert. I aint fond of that and it shouldnt be the case. Thats not how queer relationships should be like.

The thing is Rhaenyra in the book is mostly a good ally to Laenor and supports him. Her being bicurious with Laena is a possibility and nothing set in stone. Most of her relationships are with men which makes her a heterosexual. Still if she was exploring her sexuality with same gender she would still have a preferance for men. I feel like its hard to grasp that for a lot of people who want her to be this or that.

Martin is very shitty with any queer character and I say that as a bisexual myself but he created characters that others can interpret as queer even though they aint. Nothing wrong with that. The key is to not mix them together.

The show was a mixed bag from the very beginning. I watched a couple of episodes and knew it wont be good they are messing up things only now people see it in full display for the worst reason. That being that kiss. It felt forced and added just to further Rhaenyra away from Daemon that those creatives hate with a passion. The hate shouldnt go to D'arcy though. They are nonbinary but thats their identity not sexuality. Whether they were involved in creating this scene its creatives who had the final say not an actor. I say this coz there is a lot of hate towards them and it really shouldnt be directed there. It was there out of nowhere but with no thinking how its gonna affect things which creatives are known to do. They already shown so much disregard towards characters and the source material so it had to at some point be enough for people. The thing is they are making it without thinking how its gonna hit lgbtqia+ community. Such backclashes always view same sex relationships as negative and create more hatred towards real people. I already mentioned how people hate on D'arcy. Its that moment that creates even more animosity towards queer rep. It wasnt genuine to begin with and its gonna do more harm than good for lots of people irl. Again, its creatives putting sth without thinking how people are gonna react and how it may affect already lgbtqia+ representation in a negative way. Lots of people want to deny us that representation but its also creatives fault for how this rep is shown. By that I want to say that this scene is there for wrong reasons and its gonna be twisted in a way to harm lgbtqia+ community. We dont want more of that and I can see that some deflect criticism and call people homophobic just coz they dont get that the criticism is towards creatives not same sex relationships.

The show had lots of things wrong but it did give us fans sth to divert from which build strong shipping of daemyra, lucemond, rhaewin, etc.It cant be stopped. What people can do is mind that some ships are CANON which is Daemyra and The Realm's Misery or Rhaenicent is purely FANON. Even that damn show is more of a fanfiction than adaptation at this point. Martin made it clear book canon and show canon are separate hence why people should remember they aint the same. But asking some delusional people to have a little sense is too much these days. Those creatives seem to be delusional themselves as well.

Saying that Rhaenyra is not queer is not homophobic.

Even less than simply not liking this stupid ship that is Rhaesaria.

That's just the reality of the canon F&B character.

Once again, the fact that F&B is a historical book does not give the green light to imagine anything and everything.

Nothing in the book insinuates that Rhaenyra is part of the queer community.

There is simply a sentence about Laena that can just as easily be interpreted as friendship.

But at no point does GRRM confirm anything, which he always does for his queer characters, even in F&B, so why wouldn't he do it with Rhaenyra ? Why would he go specifically for Rhaenyra in the subtext ? And especially with just one sentence ?

Have a minimum of sense please.

And we have even less the maesters who approach this to make propaganda. Those who say this prove that they have not read the book.

Precisely, if there had been this kind of doubt about Rhaenyra, a good way to really narratively include this possibility as a simple poor sentence, why wouldn't GRRM have done it, once again ?

Nothing in the F&B text from the maesters tries to insinuate that she is queer.

And nothing in GRRM's usual writing on the subject proves or insinuates it anymore.

[tundrainafrica]

some of the aot fans (probably just casual readers) don't see the parallels between EM and LH???? like the brunettes desire to live with their ackermans together in the woods? they call levihan shippers delusionals. their attacking levihans that they didn't read the manga well and we just want our ship to be canon??? WTH????

I keep wondering if it's just us, levihans, who see these parallels?

im sorry for this rant, it's just soooo frustrating. Basically the reason why i leave twt lol not yet, im still there bcoz of lh filo socmed aus

I have so many things I wanna say about chapter 138 and I am so sorry I only got to it now. I think most Levihan fans already said what I wanted to say but either way, I’ll just give some thoughts I entertained when these came out. 

Coz first of all… 

As a Levihan shipper, I am obviously ecstatic about this but as most people know, I come from a household where everyone is not too enthusiastic about Levihan. They are so very enthusiastic about INVALIDATING LEVIHAN in particular that my sister and my parents who don’t even watch AOT just come up to me while I’m staring at Levihan art on tumblr and go… 

“What are you doing?” 

“Staring at art.”

“Oh, is that the one couple you like who don’t even love each other or smthg.” 

Cause apparently my sisters who watch AOT and my boyfriend have been SO vocal about invalidating Levihan that even my parents now are on ship that they aren’t even a thing and I’m just delusional but yes, since I live in a house where literally ‘shipping Levihan’ is on the same level as ‘the curtains are blue so the narrator is sad’ type of interpretation, I will start by mentioning a more pragmatic argument to this whole Levihan and Eremika parallel. 

While I am one of those who can definitely see that yes those were clear parallels, there are some louder people( mostly Eruri shippers) who think that LH fandom is just grasping on straws and trying to diminish their supposedly canon ship( because EL and EM ackerbonding thing) so I was wondering what is your view on this?

So, to break down the argument...

It’s a war story blah blah blah. And besides Mikasa loved Eren from the start blah blah blah. 

I think this is an argument I see a lot. Because Yams is writing a war story and I think a lot of people are suggesting that it’s a war story here is no way anyone can be canon or anyone can have romantic relationships. 

AND I HATE THIS TAKE. Relationships are human nature. Yes, being arromantic exists but I don’t believe that in a fictional space, romance can ever NOT exist. Because most---or scratch that--- I believe all humans will search for companionship and I do not believe it is ever reaching to jump from whatever companionship exists between people and contemplate the potential of romance, except incest but that’s another story. 

Yeah because if there’s no kiss or sex then it’s not a romance apparently. 

Well guess what, we’re all reaching then, cause only Eren and Mika got the kiss. But lemme drop some social experiment I did. 

I actually showed the Eremika and Levihan ‘Let’s live together scenes’ side by side to a colleague at work who doesn’t watch AOT and she told me, WITHOUT CONTEXT, that she prefers the scene between Levihan more than Eremika and the reason behind that is because there were undertones, specifically in the Korean translation’ that Hange was tired, and there’s this apparent romantic-ness to it when you dream of something when you’re tired and when you dream of a particular someone. 

Because here’s the thing, when you love someone, when you decide to be in a  relationship with someone, that person will be your HOME. And now that I think about it, it definitely hits for me more, because when Hange was tired, when Hange was completely exhausted and spent, she dreamt of a future with Levi. 

And don’t you think that it’s more romantic that ‘despite everything, she thinks of him’ compared to ‘she constantly thinks of him?’ Because I dunno, when someone is constantly thinking of someone, there’s actually no effort really needed for the feeling to grow, but when ‘they think of someone, despite everything.’ There’s this idea that the relationship can withstand more things and that means they thought long and hard about it. 

Their life is so interesting and eventful, yet at the end of the day, there exists someone who still shines brighter than life itself and that’s why ‘Despite everything, she thinks of him’ rings brighter than ‘she constantly thinks of him’ for me at least. 

Probably a personal preference thing but either way… Just my take. 

Western people don’t consider running away ‘romantic?’ 

This is something I’ve discussed with filo moots multiple times and this is something I’ve thought about reading the Japanese and English translations, reading the Filipino Soc Med AUs and having my friend read the Korean ones.  

The Japanese and Koreans are quick to see the romantic undertones, a lot of my Filipino moots are quick to see those romantic undertones too. But we have the western fandom on Reddit going ‘Yo Erehisu foh evah’ and people saying ‘Levihan not canon they didn’t kiss.’ 

But YO both of my parents are ‘tanan’ (runaway in tagalog) babies. My mom actually ran away with a man and wasn’t allowed to talk to her dad until she graduated. My dad disobeyed his parents to marry my mom. They were setting my dad up with another woman and they were going to have a big wedding and everything but my dad was like…

NOPE Imma run away and marry this woman. 

And can I just say, my parents are the MOST unromantic people but they literally disobeyed their parents, ran away together, literally risked their relationships with their parents to make it work. 

And my parents are one of the few people in their family who are still in a happy relationship even after 25 years of marriage. 

Okay, I admit, sometimes running away is a dumb decision and shouldn’t constantly be romanticized. 

But I don’t think a lot of people understand the gravity of what ‘tanan’ entails. Legit, it was emphasized in 138 already, if Eren ran away, Paradis could have been overrun by military soon. And if Hange and Levi ran away to the woods, ‘what would there have been left for them? 

And in real life, my mom literally gave up her relationship with her dad to try to make the relationship work. My dad gave up the comforts of marrying a rich woman in a lavish wedding to marry my mom. 

They literally had a civil wedding, went out to eat Chinese noodles and China town as a post wedding meal and 25 years later, they have one of the strongest relationships I’ve ever seen. 

AND NO ONE RUNS AWAY WITH SOMEONE FOR THE LELZ. So yes, running away with someone will always be romantic for me.

And the Ackerbond?

Something I always find myself asking. Why do people want the Ackerbond to actually be a thing? Because if the Ackerbond were real, then wouldn’t that invalidate all Eruri and Eremika even more since we know they’re just trapped in the relationship like Stockholm syndrome or something? 

And besides didn’t Yams debunk that chapters ago? 

Anyway, onto the next questions

hi sav! i have a question about the recent chapter. do you think the em and lh parellels were done on purpose by isayama? 

And to answer this question… I am not so sure actually. I talked to a Japanese friend who grew up in the same prefecture as Yams, apparently it was her acquaintance from high school who married Yams and they were childhood sweethearts. 

So maybe Yams got it from them?  My memory on that convo is hazy but it’s only possible that he built Eremika from there. And Levi and Hange’s development is just incredibly different that I don’t think Yams thought that far to do it. 

My theory here is that Yams is writing a war story and he only has one way he could have ever shown romance in a war story and that’s through ‘running away’ so I believe the parallels are unintentional but I genuinely believe that this was Yam’s way of showing romantic undertones. 

And I personally do not think that Levi and Hange would have ever kissed in that time in their life, at least intentionally and I hoenstly commend Yams for doing such a good job with the subtlety of the romance because I’ve literally seen so many great characters in other stories completely butchered by a poorly done romantic subplot so I aint complaining about these romantic undertones. 

But either way,

I hang in the Japanese fandom a lot and there have been lots of fandom discussion on Levihan becoming endgame if 132 didn’t happen. And there are actually articles on this putting Levihan as endgame along with Eremika so I’m kinda suspecting that invalidating Levihan is an anime-only fan and reddit fandom type of thing.

But anyway, thank you for reading, sorry for the long rant.