Edit: As of chapter 70, fandom has been trying to push the use of Erehisu.Please tag any posts accordingly.
Why do we call it Erekuri?
Yes, I know it’s because we like to take Japanese ship names, but I am not talking about that.
While many other ships involving Krista use Krista in them (aka, all of them), this ship is a bit different. This ship didn’t even gain a noticeable following until the most recent chapters, where we got this exchange:
He literally says that he didn’t like Krista, but that he does like Historia. Yet we call the ship erekuri? That seems a bit… wrong, honestly. Unless you are actually shipping them as a dysfunctional/hate ship. In which case, Erekuri suits just fine.
But couldn’t we choose something better?
Not all ship names in the fandom follow the Japanese naming theme, as can be seen with some of the biggest ship names. Eremin, Jeanmarco, Jearmin (basically anything with Armin), Levihan (as opposed to ones that use riva) and many others use unique ship names.
We also have the advantage of currently being an extremely small ship, allowing for us to influence its name easily.
Erestoria was popularized by this text from textsfromtitanfood. It has over 1,000 notes on it, which is already way bigger than our current fandom, and thus may be more recognizable to others. Plus, it’s straight-forward.
There’s also the possibility of creating a new one.
Like Histeren (Historia + Eren). It sounds like hysterical, which is very fitting for both of their characters.
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I originally made this blog just to complete my campus’ assignment, so I am so very happy that a lot of people are actually following me. I would never have thought I would get this serious in running this blog, as well.
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This blog turned 3 months old a few days ago and in those three months I miraculously got 3k+ followers! So hey why not celebrate with another follow forever seeing as my last one seems way too long ago anyway. So just a huge thanks to all of you, especially to all the assholes I’ve managed to befriend <3
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In celebration for hitting 2,000 followers I promised I would do a follow forever. If I have somehow missed you I apologize and don’t be afraid to tell me, this is most likely the case if you have changed your url a lot or I did not see the update or I just followed you and cannot say for sure I’d follow you forever. I also apologize if it’s not in perfect alphabetical order either.
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Annie was lukewarm. Okay. Fine. Nothing too special. She watched with detachment as the plastic prong of her fork speared the clump of congealed matter that passed for fettuccine alfredo. By her side, Sasha Braus –who was relatively popular but none too bright by her accounts– had her head tipped back as her cohort Connie balanced french fries on her face. Pointedly, Annie scooted just a little further away.
She preferred a little more space and quiet. There was only one reason she tolerated lunch with that group; only one reason she sat quietly as Mikasa Ackerman’s eyes glinted at her like daggers.
She swallowed hard as that reason walked through the doors to the cafeteria.
“We both got in separate bar fights downtown and now we’re waiting in the ER comparing stories” AU
ER on a Friday night looked like something out of a post zombie apocalypse . Sleepy doctors trying to keep awake and tend to the mass of idiots scattered across the reception area, drunk people mumbling, children crying.
Klaus would be lucky if he managed to get out of here by noon.
He was going to bloody murder Kol. Annihilate him, he thought, clutching his bruised swollen hand and then hissed as another jolt of pain shot through him.
A loud vibrant laugh resonated through the hall and put a stop to his savage thoughts. Klaus looked up and saw a radiant blonde leaning on some guy, his expression guilt-ridden. She was exquisite, it crossed his mind as he was shamelessly ogling her long lean legs, figure accentuated in body-hugging dress and flawless skin.
‘Stefan, stop fussing over me, I’m fine! It was just a little tiny blow to the head.’ Klaus heard the girl’s annoyed tone, her speech a little slurry.
‘Yeah, and that’s why you tried to sit on cab driver’s lap and then gave him a lecture on why the Khaleesi is best-suited for Iron Throne. For the whole ride.’
‘Duh, she is!’ The girl exclaimed exasperated, wrinkling her nose cutely. Klaus tried to stop the chuckle coming out of his mouth but was unsuccessful. That attracted this boy’s, Stefan’s, attention and he gave Klaus a careful assessing stare. He must have passed some unnamed test because Stefan approached him and said: