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duhragonball · 2 months

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Neon Genesis Evangelion 01

Not a hoax, not a dream, not an imaginary story, and it's not an April Fool's prank! The Neon Genesis Evangelion liveblog begins here!

Man, it feels surreal to actually be doing this. This is one of those bucket-list anime series that I thought I should watch just to understand all the pop culture references. Jojo's Bizarre Adventure was one, Revolutionary Girl Utena was another, but those were a lot easier to track down. Hell, RGU was free on YouTube when I watched it. But Eva was a little tougher to get ahold of. There weren't a lot home video releases, and streaming services weren't carrying it. I think that's changed in the last few years, but I'd heard the Netflix version had some changes to the subtitles, and besides, I was busy with other things.

So a few years back I just said "fuck it" and paid too much money for the old ADV DVDs. I think it's out on Blu-Ray now, but I can't take screenshots from Blu-Rays so this is the play. But that's all prologue. We're finally here, and I'm finally watching this thing, so it's time to see what this thing's all about.

Ah, so it's a historical drama, is it?

I could gush about the theme song, which I've enjoyed for years, even without watching this show, but nah, let's just move on to the show itself. You know the words, and if you don't, go look up "Cruel Angel's Thesis" and prepare to rock out.

There's a little backstory in this episode, but the important stuff is pretty self-evident. There's some giant monster thing that emerged from the water, and a big UN military force is desperate to destroy it before it attacks. Conventional weapons are completely ineffective, and a big chunk of Episode 01 is spent on watching this thing shrug off missiles and shells as it strolls towards... someplace. I'm assuming it's a city or a base.

It's fast, strong, and agile, as seen here when it catches a missile in one hand. The missile explodes in its face and has no effect.

While this is going on, a woman named Misato Katsugari is trying to pick up a kid named Shinji Ikari. The monster attack hits right before she finds him, and he almost gets killed when she pulls up in her car. On their way to the base, she sees that the U.N. is deploying a nuclear weapon? It looks like a nuke, but I missed that line, so maybe it was something else. Anyway, it doesn't work either, but it does blow over Misato's car.

When the dust settles, they push the car back on its wheels and continue. Misato calls for some sort of train to pick them up and take them the rest of the way, and it's like some kind of car-carrier train, I guess. Not important.

Since the nuke didn't work, the UN hands things off to the NERV agency, headed by Shinji's father, Gendo Ikari. Okay, so in brief, they call the monsters "angels", and if I remember right, they said there was an attack fifteen years ago, so this is an ongoing thing. NERV was established to combat these angels, but I guess the UN wanted to see if they could hack it on their own first.

Misato works for NERV, and she introduces Shinji to Ritsuko Akagi. They discuss Shinji as being the "Third Child", so it's becoming clear that Shinji didn't just come here to visit his dad.

I kind of glossed over all this technobabble, but I already know where this is going. There's big robots that can fight the angels, and they must need Shinji to pilot one of them, and he must be uniquely capable of doing so or they wouldn't have bothered sending for him.

The ladies give Shinji a NERV manual to read, but when they show him the robot, they tell him it's not in the manual. So why is there a manual at all? I mean, there's not much else to this operation besides the robots, right? Maybe that's why the manual looks so short.

I guess they were going to slowly introduce Shinji to the job, but the angel is attacking the base, so they kind of cut to the chase. NERV needs Shinji to pilot this specific robot, Evangelion Unit 01, to fight the angel. Shinji is obviously untrained, but his dad insists that he only has to sit in the pilot seat. Shinji still hates this idea, and his dad stone cold doesn't care. Shinji clearly doesn't trust his dad, and his dad stone cold doesn't care about that either.

Misato is the only one here who's even a little sympathetic to Shinji's predicament here, but even she pressures him to get in the robot, because they're all going to die if the angel gets any closer. She says something about how Shinji needs to "confront" his dad and himself, which Shinji seems to understand, like he's known for a while now that this day was coming. He still can't bring himself to go through with it though. So Gendo goes with Plan B.

Plan B is Rei Ayanami, a girl about Shinji's age who piloted another NERV robot, Unit 00. I guess she fought an angel recently, which is why she's so badly hurt in this episode. They have to wheel her in on a gurney. The NERV staff are somewhat incredulous about this, but as Gendo puts it "She's not dead", and if Shinji won't fight, this is all they have left. Despite her condition, Rei agrees to do it, although it's pretty clear to everyone that she's in no condition for this, if she ever was.

While Shinji is still processing the implications of sending Rei in his place, the base is rocked by the angel outside, and it's enough to knock over Rei's gurney and send some stuff crashing onto Shinji... until Unit 01 raises its hand to mimic his own instictive motions. Improbably, Shinji is so in tune with the robot that he can control it from the outside, without even being conscious of it. So this sheds some light on why Gendo wanted him to pilot the thing so badly.

So between this and the pathetic state Rei's in, Shinji agrees to pilot the robot and defend the base. There's a lengthy scene of him getting put inside the robot and sending the robot outside, but I'm not going to do into that.

Gendo's second-in-command asks him if he's sure about this, and he points out that if they don't defeat the angels, then they have no future. As cold and indifferent as he seems, he does have a point. If Rei and Shinji are the only ones who can pilot the robots, what choice do they have? But I'm pretty sure the rest of this series will show that it's not that simple...

And that's the episode. I'm a little surprised they're saving the actual fight for episode 2, but at this point it seems like a foregone conclusion. If Shinji can't win, they all die, and I have a feeling the kaiju battles are kind of secondary to the rest anyway.

The way I understood it, this show started out like a fairly typical Sentai/Kaiju/Whatever-You-Call-It TV series. Kids in colorful suits, they hop in giant robots, which are the only thing that can stop the giant monsters, it's been done a million times. But as the series progresses, it turns into this introspective psychodrama or something. Also, it plays up how messed up it is to send teenagers into a war zone like this, but I think we just saw that happen already, so it looks like the social commentary hit the ground running.

I don't really have much more to say here since we're just getting started. There's not much point in trying to figure out Gendo, even though that's clearly the guy we're supposed to be wondering about. Better to wait for more information and go from there. So I'll see you next time.

#neon genesis evangelion #2024ngeliveblog #shinji ikari #gendo ikari #misato katsuragi #ritsuko akagi #rei ayanami

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chicinsilk · 2 months

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US Vogue March 15, 1952

Balenciaga Spring/Summer 1952 Haute Couture Collection. Eva Gerney wears a poppy red suit. The jacket is flat at the back, with only a hint of shape at the front (there is an imaginary waistline - see the symbolic belt). All in a linen for everyone like tweed.

Balenciaga Collection Haute Couture Printemps/Été 1952. Eva Gerney porte un tailleur rouge coquelicot. La veste est plate à l'arrière, avec seulement une touche de forme sur le devant (il y a une taille imaginaire - voir la ceinture symbolique). Le tout, d'un lin pour tout le monde comme le tweed.

Photo Horst P. Horst vogue archive

#us vogue #march 1952 #haute couture #balenciaga #cristobal balenciaga #eva gerney #horst p. horst #fashion 50s #spring/summer #printemps/été #vintage vogue #vintage fashion

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flodaya · 4 months

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i completely understand her basically stepping away from social media and i know she's already been gone for months but i guess the idea that we're never gonna get unhinged likes or cute comments again is what has me mourning lol

well i get that to a certain extend but, trying to take my own parasocial glasses off for a second, maybe that's also intentional, like.... if/when they really are taking that next step (whether tomorrow or in a year or whenever) and settle down/get married/have a family i would imagine they'd want all of us out of your business even more, you don't see this intense interest in celeb couples like ryan gosling and eva mendes or even blake and ryan, like maybe this added seperation between herself and the fans will eventually lead to the end of this extreme imaginary bond and conssequential interest in her personal life

#ask

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sadboytournament · 3 months

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ROUND ONE

Propaganda

Mizu: Orphan on a quest to kill her evil white dad

Ange Ushiromiya: [CW: suicide] She loved her brother. But he disappeared when she was 6, along with nearly all of her family. She is raised by her aunt Eva, that she hates (and it seems to be reciprocal). She is bullied at school. She only has imaginary friends. She is considering suicide. The only reason she clings to life is that she wants to know what happened in 1986 when her family disappeared.

#the sadgirl tourney #the sadboy tourney #mizu #blue eye samurai #ange ushiromiya #umineko when they cry

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thelazybard · 1 year

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Instead I Pour the Milk. [Alejandro Vargas x fem!Reader] Chapter 12. (18+)

Read it here on ao3

Previous Chapter

Cool December air nipped at your nose as you left a boutique downtown. A handbag had caught your eye, and you knew you had to buy it as a last-minute gift for Eva. It was three days before a gift-exchanging party you were throwing, and you'd already shopped plenty for everyone in your circle. David, Eva, Paola, Nanami, even Alejandro.

You weren't sure what to give him at first, since it was so early in your relationship. The two of you had been on several dates since your important talk. Official dates. Once was out to dinner at a much fancier restaurant than the one he went to with Valeria, and another to a karaoke bar. Countless eyes were on the two of you during both dates, something you began to get accustomed to at this point. Half were jealous that Alejandro had eyes for you, and the other half were jealous Alejandro got to you first. Like their chances would have ever increased if he didn't come to your shop that day to order coffee. Fat chance.

Your other dates usually took place somewhere secluded, where the two of you could talk for hours on end uninterrupted. He told you about his childhood, and you yours. You told him silly college stories and years-old sorority drama. He told you about the shenanigans him and his best friend Rudy used to get into during their days in basic training. It was a miracle they never got caught from the sounds of it. With every word the two of you exchanged, your bond became stronger. It was a wonder he hasn't asked to go steady yet.

Tonight, Alejandro was taking you to see a late showing of the Nutcracker, so you knocked out all of your errands earlier in the day rather than the afternoon so there was plenty of time to get ready. You shopped for groceries, dropped off some gifts for your family at the post office, and bought unnecessary last-minute gifts for friends you already shopped for. It was bad enough you struggled to keep the gifts you already had a secret, now you'd need to keep even more a secret. The tribulations of a shopping problem combined with being terrible at keeping secrets.

You got home and set all your bags on the floor when David came out of his room yawning. Guillermo ran out of his room after him. Now that the jig was up and it was revealed they liked each other, she began shamelessly taking her siestas with him whenever you weren't available. The little traitor!

An army of kittens galloped your way, meowing at the top of their lungs as they tried to climb up your legs. The bigger they got the more you had to face the hard fact that soon they'd have to go to their forever homes.

You took off your shoes the best you could with felines weaving through your legs and set them by the door. "David, I have a question–"

He cut you off while scratching his side drowsily. "For the last time, I don't want to know what you got me for the party."

"It's not that you dork. Alejandro is taking me out to see the Nutcracker, are you going to be here tonight?"

"Yeah, why?... Oh! Ohhh." David was alert now as he was connecting imaginary dots in his head.

"..."Oh", what?" You asked.

"I see what you mean. I'll make sure to clear out before you guys get back. Want me to leave some wine out?"

You weren't following, and cocked your head to the side. "What are you talking about?"

"It's like your millionth date with Alejandro, I just figured you guys are gonna... y'know." He shrugged, praying you'd meet him halfway so he wouldn't have to spell it out.

Once you realized you rolled your eyes. "Oh give me a break. I was asking if you'd be here because I was going to ask you to make sure you fill up your best friend Guillermo's water dish before you go to bed."

His growing wicked expression fell into a more relaxed one. "... Oh. Yeah, I will if I'm here. But c'mon, you can't tell me you haven't thought about it."

"Of course I have, but I dunno if he's on the same page as I yet." You admitted while putting away groceries.

"Trust me, he is."

That made you do a complete 180 to face David again. "Has he said anything to you?"

"Has he vocalized how badly he wants to bang my cousin? No, he's not stupid. But I can tell."

You shook your head. "How?"

"It's a guy thing."

"Oh, go to Hell." You said as you rolled your eyes and stored peanut butter in the cupboard.

"I'm serious!"

"So am I. Now let's change the subject."

"Fine. On a similar note, what did you get him for the gifting party?"

"How do I know you won't just relay it back to him?"

"Because unlike you I actually like keeping surprises."

"Whatever. I got him a watch. What did you get Eva?"

"A necklace."

"Copycat."

"Nope. I ordered her necklace last month since it had to be custom made."

"Custom made how?"

"It has my name on it."

"In case she forgets who she's dating?"

"Hardy-har. Lots of people get their partner's names on necklaces."

"I'm just teasing." You said before glancing at your watch. "I got time to kill before my date, wanna help me wrap gifts?"

"If that means you do the actual wrapping and I just hand you strips of tape."

"I want the gifts to look nice, so yes."

"Ass."

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That evening as you were getting dressed, you found yourself in quite the dilemma. You paced your room fervently, your bare feet making fleshy pat pat pats on your bedroom's stone floor as you contemplated what underwear to put on under your dress. If David was right, tonight could very well be the night you and Alejandro took your relationship to the next level. Your choices of undergarments were either regular panties or a black, lacy thong. If Alejandro did see what you were wearing tonight, what would he think about the thong? Would he like it? Would he find it desperate? Too promiscuous? Maybe you could say you always wore thongs, no matter the occasion. That'd certainly make you appear more mysterious and sexy. No, the best thing to do is remain honest. You slid on the thong and continued getting ready.

A quarter after 10, David texted you letting you know Alejandro was waiting for you in the shop and your heart jumped into your throat. Showtime. You spritzed perfume on your pulse points, kissed all the gatos goodbye and was out the door.

You heard the two men laughing together as you descended the loft stairs. It warmed your heart to know they had gotten so close, and enjoyed each other's company even when you weren't around. Granted, they were probably laughing about you, but you took it.

David saw you first. "There she is! Looking elegant, Scout."

Alejandro turned and the two of you drunk in the sight of each other. You were wearing a mid length dress in your favorite color and nude heels on your pedicured feet. The jewelry on your body reflected light as you approached him, diamonds twinkling at him like your captivating eyes often did. You were positively dazzling to say the least.

"You..." Alejandro started, kicking himself for having no words. "Look good."

In that moment all he could think about was how lucky he was that you entered his life for a third time, and hopefully for good. If he could see you like this for the rest of his life, he'd make sure of it.

You smiled. "Thank you, Ale. So do you."

His outfit consisted of dark grey slacks, brown dress shoes and a black dress shirt rolled up to the sleeves. Being himself, he made sure the first two buttons were undone to expose his defined collarbones and the silver chain that caught light from time to time.

"Ready to go?" He asked, extending his arm to you.

You looped your arm around his bicep before turning to your cousin. "I'll see you tonight, David."

David snorted and below his breath he said, "No you won't."

Alejandro opened his passenger door for you and helped you climb inside, then walked around to his side and the two of you were off. In the closed space of the truck's cab you could smell his cologne. You'd never smelled it before, so you expected it was new. It had notes of citrus and spices, mingled with his natural musk and you were absolutely buzzing to get a better smell up close.

"You smell nice." You blurted out before you could think of a more romantic way to phrase the compliment.

You turned hesitantly to look at Alejandro and the smile that was growing on his face. "Thank you, hermosa. And you smell as lovely as always." He said.

You giggled nervously. "Thanks."

Fortunately, he found your awkwardness endearing.

The Nutcracker was fantastic as always. The score was moving, the costumes were enchanting, and Alejandro had his arm wrapped around you the entire night. How could your date get remotely better?

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When the two of you got back to your home, both panic and excitement creeped their way in. You'd been able to ignore the feelings swimming around your insides during the ballet performance, but now it was time to really come to terms with them. The suspense was killing you as you walked beside him to your door. He didn't look to be in the position of leaving you at the door, which typically meant that he'd linger in the café lobby and shower you with kisses for a few minutes longer before heading home.

This time as he kissed you, in a sudden moment of boldness, the Sergeant ran his tongue along the seam of your lips. You let out a small gasp before doing the same and bringing your chest flush to his. Strong hands found your hips and soon the two of you were exploring each other with your tongues. You were no stranger to French kissing, but it felt so different with Alejandro compared to the others. He wasn't trying to win dominance over your lips and mouth. He was gentle, but noticeably eager.

Your hands traveled up the nape of his neck, ruining his neatly styled hair that he was ever-proud of, until your fingers could grab hold of his soft locks and tug ever-so-gently. A growl erupted from deep within his throat and you found yourself walking backwards to be leaned against the counter. Before you could react, Alejandro was scooping you up effortlessly and sitting you on the counter before him. Your legs naturally spread open so he could fit himself between them.

Regrettably, he pulled away. "Is this... alright, hermosa?" He was almost out of breath as tresses of his hair tickled your forehead.

You bit your lip. "It's more than alright, but... Maybe not in the store?"

His eyes slightly opened wider as realization hit. "Of course, y-you're right."

You giggled and pecked his nose. "Let's go upstairs, I think David is gone."

The trek to your apartment was torturous. So many stairs and not a single conveniently slow elevator. When you finally got to the front door your hands trembled with anticipation, and could hardly find the keyhole, so Alejandro helped you out. He pushed his chest into your back, took your hand in his and guided the key into the keyhole whilst breathing on your neck and gripping your hip with his other hand. The heat from his breath sent goosebumps along your exposed skin and you let out a sigh. The door finally opened and the two of you tumbled in.

"David?" You called out.

No answer.

Alejandro growled with joy before picking you up gingerly and carrying you bridal style to the bedroom. You yelped before giggling uncontrollably, making him chuckle in return.

Alejandro sat you on your bed and dropped to his knees on the floor in front of you. For some reason now, you brought your knees together, closing your legs. This made him frown and look at you curiously. Earlier you had no problem letting him wedge himself between your thighs, but now that it was getting more real you found yourself getting bashful.

"I-I'm sorry, I don't know why I did that. I guess it's been a while and I'm a little shy."

"There's nothing to worry about, hermosa. If you aren't ready, we can-"

"Oh no, I want to have sex." You reassured him quickly, making him laugh. "Guess I just forget what to do. I'm sort of... drawing a blank."

"Oh," He smiled. "That's perfectly fine. I will lead for now, then. Take over whenever you want. And mi vida..."

He took your hand in his and rubbed it softly, staring up into your eyes that sparkled in the dim light of your bedroom.

"If you ever get uncomfortable, if you ever want me to stop for any reason, just say so and I will stop. You can trust me."

No one has ever given you such a thorough rundown on what to do if you wanted to stop. It's always been sort of a given. But something about Alejandro being so concerned with your experience and sense of safety made your knees pull away from each other to ease him between your legs.

"Thank you."

"Don't thank me yet." He whispered, his voice growing raspier by the minute with his unsatisfied thirst.

Alejandro started by grabbing your right thigh by the knee and trailing his fingertips down to your ankle. His touch was fiery, but left a cool trail down your leg. It made shivers run all the way up from your calf to your neck. This made Alejandro chuckle as he supported your foot by its Achilles and gently pulled the high heel off your foot. He repeated the same thing for your other leg, until all was left was your pantyhose. His hands gently ran back up your legs past your knees to your thighs, and that's when he looked up into your eyes again to read your reaction. When he saw nothing but hunger and love in your eyes he continued, reaching beneath your skirt to hook his fingers into the band of your pantyhose and pull them down your legs. You lifted your hips high enough so he could get them down to your upper thighs.

Smirking at you, Alejandro carefully and sweetly helped you out of your pantyhose before tossing them over his shoulder and moving your skirt up enough to see your black, lacey thong. He didn't say anything for a moment, which worried you.

"Ay, mami. Did you wear these for me?" He asked.

"I thought maybe we might've, y'know... gotten this far? So, do you like it?" You asked sheepishly.

"You'd look perfect in a potato sack. But this... this is good, too. Very good."

You weren't prepared for his rough thumb to rub across your clit, but you certainly didn't mind. The surprise pulled a moan past your lips and put a wide, devilish smile on Alejandro's face. He did so again, this time swirling his thumb in a circle around your bundle of nerves. More mewls of pleasure past your lips and you gripped the mattress tightly.

Alejandro sucked air through his teeth. "Sensitive, mami?" He asked.

"Yes, very."

"Want me to stop teasing you?"

"Please." You panted.

He chuckled. "Okay. For now."

Alejandro's fingers trailed up your body until he reached the zipper of your dress, and he slowly pulled it down, reveling in how goosebumps traveled down your arms in the process. It dawned on you as he softly and sweetly helped you out of your dress that this was a man that has seen war. He stares death in the face for a living, and it has undoubtedly hardened him. Yet here he was, touch soft as expensive silk as he worshipped your body, peppering kisses on your shoulders and chest now that the skin was exposed. The way he was able to go from a feared soldier to a gracious lover in your presence made your heart flutter.

"You are perfect." Alejandro proclaimed as he took in the entire sight of you now that your dress was discarded on the floor beside him. He rubbed your curves and gripped your hips, definitely holding back on how hard he really wanted to squeeze your soft flesh.

"Can I taste you?" He pleaded.

You weren't expecting that, but you nodded furiously anyway. "Yes."

Still on his knees between your legs, he settled further so that his mouth could hover over your sex. Warm breath hit your Venus mound before he planted a wet kiss there. He watched as your back arched and your head fell back, and the way your nipples hardened into little buds. It made his cock ache in a delightfully painful way inside his dress pants. But that was the last thing he was worried about. For now, he wanted to taste, smell, feel you. It wasn't enough to only see and hear you. Not anymore. He's waited his whole life for his senses to be filled by you and only you. Now that he was here, he already dreaded the end.

His lips trailed over your clit before he found himself parallel to the opening of your pussy where your lust glistened in the dim light. Sticking his tongue between your folds, he groaned in bittersweet frustration as he was finally able to taste you. It was euphoric, but not enough. It'd never be enough for as long as he lived.

He licked up and down along your folds before settling his lips on your clit. You hissed in delight as his tongue softly swirled around the bundle of nerves while his middle digit teased your entrace.

"Please," You choked out. "Inside."

He chuckled darkly before gently sliding his finger inside you, curling the digit upward to find that soft, spongy spot in your pussy.

"Alejandro..." You said, like a prayer. Desperate and breathy. It drove him wild and motivated him to keep going, sucking on your clit while penetrating you with a single finger until you were ready for him to slide in his ring finger. Now with two fingers pumping in and out of you, you felt the pressure of the knot growing inside you.

Your legs stirred and twitched with every electric wave of pleasure before Alejandro finally grabbed ahold of one of your thighs to stabilize you so that he could continue his feast. Your fingers gripped his hair tightly and you couldn't help but grind into his mouth, which he didn't seem to mind one bit. If anything, it only provoked him into fingerfucking you faster while his lips kept the same pace on your clit.

The knot in your core was only getting tighter, now at an accelerated speed with every curl of his fingers he did inside of you.

"Baby, I'm gonna– I'm gonna cum." You proclaimed. He did nothing different, remaining at the same pace from before while fighting the smile trying to force its way onto his face.

When your thighs broke free from his hold and found his ears he knew you were unraveling around him, the grip on his hair tightening even more but not enough to where it stopped him from being able to move his mouth over your entrance and devour the ambrosia that pooled from you.

You were seeing stars, and damn near moaned yourself hoarse after being eaten out for the first time in a few years. And back then it was nothing like what just tore through you right now. Legs twitching, hair a mess, beads of sweat ruining your makeup, and still gorgeous as ever. Alejandro stood up to pepper your face with kisses and guide you to lay back on the bed.

You tried reaching for his belt buckle but he gently removed your hands and kissed them with a chuckle.

"But, don't you–?" You started.

"I do. But you look tired, and I'm more than sated." He said, pushing hair out of your face and settling on the bed beside you. He was right, it was bad enough that it was past your bedtime without having the best most intense orgasm you'd ever received. Your eyes felt heavier by the second, but you weren't ready for your time with him to be over.

"You're more than welcome to stay." You said drowsily, laying on your side to have a better view of him.

"Only if it is alright with you. Do you need anything? Water, clothes?" He whispered.

"Just you." You said. "With way less clothes."

He laughed, kissed your parted lips and sat up undress until he was in his simple boxer briefs.

The two of you climbed under your thin sheet and whispered sweetly back and forth, like if you spoke too loud sleep would find you and end the night. But before long, sleep found you when you were settled under Alejandro's arm with a cheek pressed against his chest that was lush with soft hair.

It was in this moment as Alejandro watched you sleep that he knew he would do absolutely anything to ensure that you could sleep as beautifully and peacefully as you were right now for the rest of your life. It made his job more worth it than it ever was before.

He kissed your forehead and wrapped his arms around you tight, as if you'd fall through the earth if he so much as let go a smidge.

That night, with you safe within his embrace and your steady heartbeat as a lullaby, he fell asleep easier than ever before in the past several years.

#MW2 #Call Of Duty MW2 #alejandro vargas #alejandro vargas x reader #alejandro x fem!reader

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trlvsn · 9 months

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Please I would love to hear more umineko thoughts from you

oh my god you should NOT have asked. i'm on episode eight but i have so many. do NOT read this if you haven't read umineko, you HAVE to go through the experience completely unspoiled. tw: incest, christianity, death, but none in a positive light

my most recent thoughts have been provoked by the riddles in episode 8 and how kyrie and rudolf had just told eva they do not fault her for any harm she caused ange. it strikes you as odd at first, because they would never say that, but then you realize two things: this is very similar to the golden land and this is battler's chessboard. battler already knows about sayo and what she wanted from his as beatrice, what she wanted from everyone as beatrice: recognition. she is a girl who used to follow god's tests so blindly and has sinned so badly. she wants people to see her innocence, know of the sins that harmed her, forgive the sins that she caused herself. that is, at the end of the day, what everyone wants, and battler is treating everyone like it, in honor of beatrice. this is a very difficult topic for me to see in media. the idea that every person, no matter how horrible their actions and nature, has a heart and wants forgiveness, is something i can't accept because i, too, am human. what would i be if i forgave and understood everyone? what would i be without hate and revenge and a personal view on things? if i accepted everyone's truths, there would be nothing of myself left. but the idea is true, and i have to know it deep down, tame it carefully.

my thoughts overall, though? i could never put them in one single post. this novel is amazing in many ways - it's a love letter to an entire library of books, it's a love letter to love, but there is also no good love in this story. there is fake love, true love, great love, but there is no love that is good, normal, because the ushiromiya family didn't have it in the first place. kinzo built this family on blood-stained gold and adultery. this family is like a locked room itself in many ways (god, they even represent it with the incest), and nothing good ever happens in a locked room. while i haven't yet reached the end of episode 8, i hope they all die. i hope ange never really survived the fall from the building, actually. i hope it ends, i hope the room exploded and there is nothing left of the ushiromiya family now, not of the gold, not of the love, not of the anything. it probably won't be like that, though. bern promised there wouldn't be a happy ending.

sayo's story is the greatest story i have ever seen a character have, no joke. "greatest" as in enormous in it's tragedy and richness, an endless universe collapsing in on itself because it can't, of course, exist with just one person. of course she did everything wrong, nothing right has ever been in her nature.

i also loved the biblical symbolism, of course. how could i not. the figure of god specifically is something so subtle i almost missed it, but at the end of the day, three girls share that imaginary friend - sayo, maria and dlanor. for all three, it's their father/authority figure/commander in different ways. sayo ends up burning kinzo again and again, commiting rightful patricide, and also essentially rebels against god by giving up on his test and befriending demons. it's a nice touch. i have my own issues with the demon summoning (i dabbled in the occult long before playing umineko) but it's just a technicality.

anyways, serious stuff aside - loved the toxic yuri, loved the fuckedupedness of it all, loved the fact that the narrators are NEVER reliable and you shouldn't listen to the game, like, at all, but also you should. i was frequently theorizing about the origins of beatrice during my playthrough and talked to my friend about it, who had already finished umineko long ago. at a point of episode... 6? 5? i basically said "fuck this, i'm not even going to try. shannon is beatrice, shannon is part of beatrice, kannon is beatrice, fucking everyone is beatrice. i give up" and it was really hard for him to, like, be normal. thank you [REDACTED] for not spoiling anything. i am on my way to finish episode 8 and obsess about the music forever.

#umineko #umineko spoilers #umineko naku koro ni #umineko when they cry #wtc #when they cry #beatrice the golden witch #beatrice umineko #shannon #sayo yasuda #kinzo ushiromiya #maria ushiromiya

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best-evangelion-girl · 1 year

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masterpost of all polls and other posts so far. (this will be updated when newer polls are made)

why are the things called that (a post badly explaining the naming conventions of the different forms of media)

polls

round 1:

1 misato's car vs Kaji's watermelons

2 Eva 08 vs Eva Imaginary

3 9th angel vs Magi-3 Casper

4 Zuriel vs Magi-2 Balthasar

5 Gaghiel vs Magi-1 Melchior

6 Mark.09 vs Leliel

7 Armisael vs berserk Unit 01 (rebuilds)

8 5th Angel vs Unit 00 (NGE)

9 Eva 44A vs Pen Pen

10 12th angel vs 4th angel

11 Eva 03 (NTE) vs 3rd angel

12 Sahaquiel vs Eva 44B

13 Unit 00 (NTE) vs Unit 01 (NGE)

14 Unit 05 vs Adam (NGE)

15 Shamshel vs 6th angel

16 Mark.06 vs berserk Unit 01 (NGE)

17 Mark.04A vs Unit 02 Berserk (EoE)

18 Unit 03 (NGE) vs Bardiel

19 Eva 04 (NTE) vs Failed Evangelion Prototypes

20 AAA Wunder vs 9th Angel

21 Unit 01 (NTE) vs Unit 02 (NGE)

22 Sandalphon vs Mass Production Evas

23 Adams (NTE) vs Seventh Angel

24 Mark.04B vs Kaworu Nagisa

25 11th angel vs Ramiel

26 Arael vs Israfel

27 Mark.04C vs Matarael

28 10th angel vs beast mode eva 02

29 Eva 04 (NGE) vs Sachiel

30 Eva 02 (NTE) vs Berserk Unit 00 (NGE)

31 Eva 13 vs Ireul

32 Eva 4444C vs Lilith

round 2:

1 Misato's car vs Eva Imaginary

2 Magi-3 Casper vs Magi-2 Balthasar

3 Magi-1 Melchior vs Leliel

4 Armisael vs Eva Unit 00 (NGE)

5 Pen Pen vs Twelfth Angel

6 Eva Unit 03 (NTE) vs Sahaquiel

7 Eva Unit 01 (NGE) vs Adam (NGE)

8 Sixth Angel vs Berserk Unit 01 (NGE)

(I fucked up. berserk Unit 02 vs bardiel and failed prototypes vs Wunder should be 9 and 10 but I accidentally skipped them. they're gonna be 15 and 16 this round. thanks for understanding)

9 Eva Unit 02 vs Mass Production Evas

10 Seventh Angel vs Kaworu Nagisa

11 Ramiel vs Arael

12 Matarael vs Eva Unit 02 Beast Mode

13 Sachiel vs Unit 00 Berserk (NGE)

14 Eva 13 vs Lilith

15 Berserk Unit 02 (EoE) vs Bardiel

16 Failed Evangelion Prototypes vs AAA Wunder

(I want the seeding to work correctly, so the winner of poll 15 and the winner of poll 16 will still compete against each other in what will be poll 5 in round 3. and then the winner of poll 5 round 3 will complete against the winner of poll 6 round 3 in poll 3 round 4. I hope that makes sense. basically, the seeding will still be correct. it's just round 2 that slightly off in numbering because I can't edit the polls. just pretend that poll 15 and 16 are actually 9 and 10, and everything else has been moved back by two polls.)

round 3:

1 Misato's Car vs Magi-3 Casper

2 Leliel vs Eva Unit 00 (NGE)

3 Pen Pen vs Sahaquiel

4 Eva Unit 01 vs Berserk Unit 01 (both NGE)

5 Berserk Unit 02 (EoE) vs Failed Evangelion Prototypes

6 Eva Unit 02 (NGE) vs Kaworu Nagisa

7 Ramiel vs Eva Unit 02 Beast Mode (NTE)

8 Sachiel vs Lilith

round 4:

1 Misato's Car vs Leliel

2 Pen Pen vs Berserk Unit 01

3 Berserk Unit 02 vs Kaworu Nagisa

4 Ramiel vs Lilith

round 5 semifinals:

1 Misato's Car vs Pen Pen

2 Berserk Unit 02 vs Ramiel

Final round!:

1 Misato's Car vs Ramiel

#best evangelion girl poll #neon genesis evangelion #poll bracket #poll competition

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firebloodanddragons · 1 year

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Mark Rowley and Arnas Fedaravicius talk about Ewan Mitchell - Everlasting Adventure Online 2 (Feb 2021)

Before reading: I translated the following excerpts since they were published in French on frconventions.com. Therefore, what the actors said about Ewan is not a faithful retranscription of what they declared in the interview but it remains accurate.

1/ Creating a boysband

Q: If you could create a boys band, what would be its name?

The question really inspires Mark Rowley and Arnas Fedaravicius. Arnas finds a title for their future hit song: ‘One More Oath’ and of course both actors quickly think of a name for their imaginary boys band. Along with Alexander Dreymon they would form the “Yes Lords” and naturally Ewan Mitchell would join them ! Another song would be ‘Bebbanburg Blues’ and it would be Alexander’s solo song. They also add “Ewan would have an epic bass solo, and we would sing on a boat.”

(wait, wait, wait … Ewan plays bass ?! *faints*)

2/ Kiss, Marry, Kill

Arnas and Mark are playing “Kiss, Marry, Kill”. They are told to choose between Ewan Mitchell, Alexander Dreymon and Eva Birthistle. Arnas declares that the choice is very tough. Mark is the first to answer and he says that he would marry Eva and Arnas agrees. Indeed, she’s very strong and open-minded enough to accept that the world is changing and that she must adapt. Mark then says : “A lot of people in the chat would love to kiss Alexander. We have to do it for them. And we cannot marry him cause everyone who marries him ultimately dies”. Arnas finally ends the game by saying they have no choice but to kill Ewan and he apologises. “It’s such a dark game! I forgot how far it could go”

(Poor Ewan. Don’t worry, I’m sure many people would have made a different choice.)

#ewan mitchell #arnas fedaravicius #mark rowley #the last kingdom

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autisticempathydaemon · 1 year

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Thank you for the opportunity for a Redacted Match-Up! Your questions were too much fun to answer.

I'm fixed on the reprise of "Way Down Hadestown" from Hadestown. The harmonies of the Fates are addicting to hear.

Enneagram Type 8

I don't think I've ever watched a gargantuan Youtube Video Essay, but I'm not sure that would be my flavor. I use youtube for cute animal videos, music, recipes, and comedy videos.

I didn't have an imaginary childhood friend (at least that I recall), but I was imagining stories from a young age.

To fall asleep, I'm a big fan of the "play out scenes/stories you'd like inside your head" method. It's a lot of fun. I think of it as a form of dreaming, especially now that I only rarely ever remember my dreams.

This one is hard because I quite like my name! Hmmm... I like the name Josephine. I think that's the one I'd pick.

"Comforted by Your Feisty Werewolf Boyfriend" is my favorite audio. I like how Milo is so tender with Sweetheart, encouraging them to open up about their day without having to exchange their independence for his comfort.

Guy. For me personally, I feel like there's nothing special about him, like I don't know who he is. All I know is that he's in love with Honey, and that's great, but it's like there's nothing deeper to him, nothing exciting about him.

I could recite The Princess Bride in my sleep.

I would love to be pals with Avior!

I don't know if this counts, but I start to have to search for words when I get extra tired. I'll just "um" and "uh" myself into oblivion, refusing to settle for a substandard synonym even if I can't think of the word I want.

A gas station and drink combo? Is this a regional thing? lol I'm not sure I understand this one. My favorite drink is hot water but I've never ordered it at a gas station. What should I add to it to make it a combo? Ummm... I also like pretzels! So, hot water and pretzels!?

Lots of showtunes to get hyped up!

Stupid, poorly written, predictable Hallmark-esque, made-for-TV holiday movies. I'm not sure why I like them. They are fun and cute and no matter what, you know exactly what's going to happen.

What else? What else?! I need a banger of a fact to end this incredible survey you've crafted... My favorite animal is the zebra.

Thanks again for the offer for a match-up! If you've read through this and none of the Redacted Bois strike you as a good fit (or for whatever reason- I'm sure these are time-consuming to do!), do not worry at all about skipping this one. No problem at all! Hope you are having a great day/night!

Type Eights are truly some of my favorites types of people. There’s a confidence and strength and determination that comes with an Eight, that I think pairs well and is wonderfully tempered by the easygoing charm of a Type 9w8 like Asher.

That’s why David picked Asher as his Beta and why I think he’d be a lovely match for you. Where you and David and any Eight might think that you’ve got to do everything or it won’t get done right, Asher is a lovely reminder that other people, that he can be depended on and that you don’t need to fix everything alone.

Also, none of the Redacted bois- except for Guy- strike me as musical theatre kids, but Asher is definitely the most open-minded to getting in the car for a road trip and listening to the Ride the Cyclone album in order.

Song:

You take me in your arms/ And suddenly there's sunlight all around me/ Everything bright and warm/ And shining like it never did before/ And for a moment I forget/ Just how dark and cold it gets

I wanted to be original and find a cool, obscure showtune that you definitely didn’t already know, but this one just fits too well! The vulnerability and insecurity and joy of loving and being loved by a boy as sweet, warm, and giving as sunshine- it’s also one of my favorite duets~

Runner-Ups:

David was a thunker as a second, because I think he’s a Six, and Sixes and Eights can have this lovely “us against the world” strength and mentality I really admire. Geordi, who I headcanon as a Type Two, would really benefit from your presence and good influence in his life and would also love to watch your Hallmark movies with you.

Note: I would never skip you 💖

Want a match-up of your own? Read this post, and tell me about yourself! 💌

#redactedasmr #redactedverse #redacted asmr #redactedaudio #redacted audio #redacted #busybee matches

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