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“ 𝓢o ℋe came out, wearing a crown of thorns and a purple robe. And Pilate said to them:
𝔼ℂℂ𝔼 ℍ𝕆𝕄𝕆 ”
ᴵᴺᴰᴵᴱ ᴳᴱᴺᴰᴼ ᴵᴷᴬᴿᴵ ⁻⁻⁻ neon genesis evangelion
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‘ ritsuko ’
THE PILOT OPEN’S her hand towards the other, a small earring laying against her palm.
‘ it was on the floor. it’s yours, right? ’
Dark brows furrowing, she reaches a hand up to her ear, woefully missing the familiar earring that adorned it. When had it fallen off? She must have been more tired than usual if she was forgetting such necessary things. A small, forced smile made it’s way to cherry red lips, tentatively retrieving the earring from the girl’s palm.
“Oh! I hadn’t even noticed. Thank you, Rei.” She replied, affixing the garment back to it’s place. “It’s a bit late in the day, isn’t it? Shouldn’t you be at home? Did Gen- I mean, The Commander make you stay?”
asuka-langleysoryu:
Scowling, Asuka crossed her arms over her chest. Eyes diverting from Ritsuko, she inhaled deeply through her nose before exhaling heavily. The room they were in wasn’t exactly large, considering it was only meant for two people - Ritsuko, and whichever child happened to be under her inspection that day- and it positively reeked of cigarette smoke. Once a smell she hated, she’d learned to love it as she stayed with Kaji; Oh, how she missed that smell, he always smelled of cigarette smoke with whisky and musk and like man.
But Ritsuko’s cigarette fumes weren’t the same, and she found herself not as fond.
“Half an hour? You’ve got to be kidding…” She groaned, uncrossing her legs and stretching them about before she let them fall down, feet returning to the floor with a thud. “Well then, Ritsuko, what else do you need to nag me about? I’m sure whatever it is will be interesting for you, at least.”
Hiding a grimace behind the sip of coffee she took, Ritsuko began flipping through the seemingly endless amount of notes she’d written on her clipboard. Unorganized, mostly, something her mother would definitely scold her for and she wouldn’t have it any other way. Her pen idly scratched against the paper’s surface, bold and loud handwriting adorning it and writing out the words SESSION THREE.
The girl’s lack of enthusiasm and usage of her first name instead of the clean and clinical Doctor Akagi, as she was dubbed, left her feeling bitter.
“Well, you have a very skewed view of what you think I find interesting then, Soryu.” She said brusquely, almost an afterthought. “Believe it or not, we don’t have these sessions because I like to torture you or even be around you. It’s my job. Adults have those. Just answer the questions and it’ll be as quick and painless as possible, alright?”
“Now, let’s start properly...” She began, clearing her throat and trying to lose the sour edge of her voice. “How do you feel today? Is your period regular? How are the students treating you at school?”
"I'm... afraid."
Always the professional woman, she refrained from rolling her eyes at this childish behavior. At this age boys were known to be boisterous and competitive, violently growing into their masculinity. It seemed Asuka was more suited to that lifestyle however, if the way Ikari’s son shivered in front of her was any indication. The syringe was still pressed firmly in her hand, her finger on the release and itchy almost like a trigger finger.
It was all too tempting to just grab his feeble little arm and shove the needle in deep- but again, she was professional.
“Why are you afraid of such a little needle? The pain is far less than you’ve felt piloting Unit-01, Shinji.” Ritsuko replied, though she supposed he wasn’t too impressive in that area either. “Man up. Soryu and Ayanami both took it fearlessly and within seconds they were able to leave my office. You’ve been sitting here for five minutes. Five. Minutes. Do I need to baby you?”
asuka-langleysoryu
Will you really try living life as a normal happy person? What a laugh.
Ritsuko balked at that for a moment, pulling on the last vestiges of her third cigarette of the day. What was the time again? She glanced over to the clock briefly, it’s incessant ticking seeming to prolong the minutes of an already dreadful session. Psych evaluations with Asuka were always a test of patience, perseverance, and how long the doctor could go without refilling her mug of coffee and nearly emptying her carton of cigarettes. A waste of time, honestly, but as crucial to her career as maintaining the Evangelions themselves.
A final puff of smoke wafted into the air, disappearing all too quickly as she snubbed out the pitiful stub of nicotine. Only twelve. She needed to slow down.
“No, Soryu. My job could never allow for me to live as a normal woman, just as it won’t allow you to be a teenage girl.” She replied dully, a bitter smile stretching crimson lips. “Normalcy is far out of both of our reaches, but there’s no shame in pretending, is there? Now, would you mind if we directed the conversation back to you? We’ve got about half an hour left and there’s still some ground I’d like to cover.”
im crying so much why is ritsuko so beautiful and perfect and underrated...
Asuka Langley Soryu.
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hatori-sohma replied to your post:“Maybe I’m done being complacent…”
*hatori sadly humps on ritsuko* “just lOVE mE”
pffffff HATORI HOW PATHETIC CAN U GET!!! U CAN’T EVEN BE ASSERTIVE
“Maybe I’m done being complacent…”
Angst and Creepy Sentences
{☤} ------ “Oh, by all means, go ahead. I’d love to see how well you take losing your job and your fuck in the process, Hatori. I really would. What does non-complacency mean to you? You get to boss me around? You get to be the one who dictates where I go and who I see? Please.”
“Just because I’m not acting the way you expect me to doesn’t give you permission to try to control me.”
Angst and Creepy Sentences {trigger warning, nsfw and noncon/dubcon}
“Tell me what it’ll take…”
“I- I won’t do it again…”
“Please, not now.”
“Because you’re a fine piece of work yourself, huh?”
“This little game is becoming boring, don’t you think?”
“I’m not your toy.”
“Maybe I’m done being complacent…”
“I’m… afraid.”
“I’m running away and never coming back.”
“Don’t you dare touch me again.”
“I can’t keep this up, I can’t do this any longer-”
“Alright I’ll do as you say, just please.”
“Don’t even think about it.”
“Let go of me!”
“You’re disgusting.”
“You know you’ll end up crawling back.”
“You can beg better than that, my darling…”
“Dare to bite the hand that feeds you?”
“You can’t get rid of me that easily.”
“You’re already so pliant, but breaking you further will be fun.”
“It’s too late for regrets.”
“Just remember. You’re hopelessly filthy.”
“Will you really try living life as a normal happy person? What a laugh.”
“You’re really just a coward.”
“I’ll never forgive you.”
“I’ll do what you say, but know this. I’ll loathe every second of it.”
“Don’t feel bad. There was no chance for you to begin with.”
“Your words are charming but not sincere.”
“I know what lies beneath that carefully placed mask of a pleasant smile, and it’s nothing short of broken.”
“No one is going to save you. No one gives a damn about you.”
“I want to defile what little innocent you have left.”
“I want to own you completely.”
“I own you.”
“I love you… is what you wish for me to say, right? Pity.”
“Your lies won’t work any longer.”
“That was not a ‘suggestion’…”
“Help me, take me away from here.”
“I’m not an idiot, I’ve seen the way you look at me.”
“You enjoy it, don’t you? The power you have over me.”
“Despite what you say, I know deep down you enjoy it. Your body doesn’t lie.”
“Perhaps if you weren’t so stifling…”
“I’d like some freedom in my actions, I think I’ve earned it as of late.”
“I’ll say it now. I don’t trust you.”
“So you expect me to ‘entertain’ others in hopes that you’ll earn their favor, is that it?”
“I see myself in you.”
“You’re becoming more like me every day.”
“Learn to discard these pesky emotions. You won’t need them.”
“I’ve done a fine job in making you agreeable, obedient… you’ll continue pleasing me, yes?”
“When you hold me, I know your gesture is superficial.”
“Last night was fun. I can still taste you on my tongue, though your protests were especially sweet.”
“You’re tired? Well you’ll rest soon enough. My friend wants a turn as well.”
“When you look at me, I can feel your perverse stare crawling over my skin.”
“I can’t tonight I’m… tired.”
“I think your assurances that I’ll be unharmed were especially hilarious.”
“Don’t pry any further, you have no right.”
“Do you think that I’m easy? I won’t give up without a fight.”
“I’ve had enough, untie me.”
“You’re terrible.”
“You can have your way, but don’t think you’ll make me enjoy it.”
“I find myself breaking more each day.”
“I’m just a your puppet, right? I’ll play along.”
“No y-you don’t have to gag me, I’ll be quiet I promise.”
“S-stop…”
“That hurts.”
“I don’t believe you. Though honestly, at this point I don’t care.”
“I’m beginning to feel regret… Please, you understand, don’t you?”
“Go ahead and kill me.”
“You act so high and mighty, but I’ll yank that pedestal out from under you.”
“If only it were that simple. You’ll have to try harder.”
Your little act of ‘independence’ is cute, it really is…
“The clients are considering my deal, though they’ve been watching you and want more than just money… I’m sure you’re beginning to understand what I’m asking of you, yes?”
“Just this once, I want to pretend. Let me pretend I’m happy.“