My @femslashgelion entry for @ayanamimon ! The prompt I chose was "Ritsumaya - they go to a theme park :)". I hope you like it!

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My @femslashgelion entry for @ayanamimon ! The prompt I chose was "Ritsumaya - they go to a theme park :)". I hope you like it!
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it has been a full year since the last @femslashgelion and I have still not made a personal blog, but anyway! here’s my entry for @echidna-auxiliatrix, and it’s a ritsato fic! that’s new for me! hope you like it :)
mfw I kind of have the urge to come back to this blog but the lore doesn’t line up with what’s been happening in my fic at all anymore lmao
Girl do you just wanna swim in seltzer?????
"...Are you willing to provide enough to fill a swimming pool?"
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behold! 1 (one) femslashgelion entry for @wrecursion served hot and fresh. they wanted an asurei camping trip, and this sure is a camping trip to remember.
Asuka never asked a girl out in her life, forgive her awkwardness <\3
have a nice day :)
a messy little asurei thing i wrote up for @ayanamimon's Evasona au
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“HAVE A NICE DAY!” Igor called out, the only clear statement the nonsense bastard had bothered giving her for...
For how long?
Months?
A year?
Asuka staggered to a wall and laid her head against the cool metal.
Months. Weeks. Could be three days. She could’ve been in classes last week. She could’ve graduated college only a year ago, not nearly a decade and too late to meet anyone, too early for any experience...
She grew up too fast. Gottverdammnt. Everyone says that, Asuka knew she wasn’t-- Asuka WAS special! She fucking was!
She had to be.
Meeting people. Meeting...m...
Watch. Check. Right.
...two...in the morning. Okay. That’s an hour, sure. Time was still going.
Who was awake?
Toji had his morning runs. Mari was probably sound asleep. Kensuke would be dozing...Erisu wasn’t home... and, ugh, not Shinji.
That left...Wonder Girl.
Asuka trudged towards the blue glow of her door. Because of course she’d be color-coding her lights and of course she’d be up now. Doing...l33t hax0rz behavior, or whatever she’d call it!
She brought a hand to the door and knocked.
No response.
‘Course. Asuka should announce herself. With...her pomp, and circumstance, and whatnot.
She dragged a hand across her face, shoved the door open, and tripped on a wire.
Aside from a pause in her typing, Ayanami didn’t respond.
“Evening, Wonder Girl.”
An aggressively tapped key.
Asuka clambered to her feet, stretched, and groaned. “Mind if I use your room?”
“...go ahead.”
“Glad I’m worthy of your grace.”
Ayanami made a sound. Not an intelligible sound, not an identifiable one, but a sound. Asuka almost liked it.
She waded her way through cables and a sticky patch of spilled energy drink to Ayanami’s nearly bare mattress. Was this thing even safe? Eh, who cares. Asuka flopped down and sighed. Then gritted her teeth, curled up her body, and screamed.
Primal roars, banshee shrieks, cries of despair and triumph all at the same time all wordless and all directed into the first’s bedding as Asuka as the red pilot as the supposed leader losing her grip more each day pounded into it with fists that saw enough combat already fists that were forgetting anything but that fists that belonged around a throat and her throat was growing hoarser and hoarser as her eyes grew redder and redder as she contorted and broke and shifted and--
And collapsed.
In perfect form, all angles and muscle and weary heart, as human as she’ll ever be.
Asuka Langley Soryu looked up.
Rei Ayanami stared back.
Scheisse, that’s a rarity, Asuka thought as she bit back her final scream.
Ayanami tilted her head up. An invitation. A go on, let it out nod.
Asuka obliged.
Ayanami withstood the sound, turned her eyes to the heavens and then back to Asuka. She untangled herself from her headphones, tapped some nonsense on her keyboard and flicked off her monitors, poured some coolant down a tube to gott-knows-where...
And stood.
And stepped forward.
And laid down, directly on top of Asuka.
Who...who does that? Who would ever do that? Who in their right mind would see someone make a complete pathetic freakazoid of themselves and go oh, well you’ve embarrassed yourself beyond all possible means, let me get in on that and just LAYS THERE? Asuka wanted to scream...but her voice was hoarse. She couldn’t force it out.
And Ayanami...curled. She raised her legs up onto the mattress, shifted across Asuka’s back to sprawl just slightly different. The pressure was killing her. That’s what that was, it was the pressure.
It...wasn’t too bad, though.
Uncomfortable. Sweaty. Weird.
But hey, her back didn’t hurt. And she was already tired, it’d be more trouble to just push Rei off.
It’d be trouble for both of them to shove Asuka out.
So Asuka stayed.
oh, yeah, I should probably mention this here.
BEHOLD: UNDERSTANDING AN INFERNO
basically, this is a fic that’s going to focus on rei’s time in unova as an exchange student and the development of her relationship with asuka; the first chapter’s already up, so go check it out!
one other important thing: anything that happens in this fic will override blog canon. so, uh, keep that in mind.
Rei has appeared! What to do?
>Act cool >Throw drink >Cuddle >Worship
well.
to be honest, I’m not really sure what to do with this blog anymore. sometimes I come around and try to get threads or plots going, but either nothing comes of it or they stall out after only a couple of posts. aside from that, the whole “crossover verse is the main verse” thing probably turns a lot of people off. pretty sure a significant chunk of the pokemon RPC hasn’t watched eva, while the eva RPC is both much smaller and probably not as willing to play ball with a muse primarily dedicated to said crossover verse.
so, yeah, I’m kind of at an impasse here. rei and asuka absolutely aren’t muses I want to abandon, but getting any sort of interaction out of them seems like it’s only getting more difficult. I could streamline the blog’s lore a bit, reboot it as a general rei/asuka blog with the pokemon stuff as a side verse, or... shit, I could try doing a multimuse. then in that case, I could also bring back old muses of mine (winona, natsume, etc.) and throw in characters I’ve considered making blogs for but never did (whitney, lisia, noriko from gunbuster, various OCs, and so on).
point is, I’m not gone from tumblr. my focus isn’t on it anymore - that’s mostly directed towards proper fics, which you should check out my really cool AO3 page for - but I’ve made too many friends in the RPC to leave it behind. just not really sure where to go from here.
my piece for @femslashgelion & gift to @cacturne :]
the prompt used was “3. Asuka x Rei: reunited”. hope you like it!
Reblog this post if you are part of the Pokemon RPC. Please list whether you are canon, oc or verse as well as if you are single muse or multi muse and you will be added to the list! If you do not follow the instructions listed, you will not be added to the list.
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kalosian-writer:
Jules froze. What else was she supposed to do? She was basically caught in the act.
Someone had tipped her off on a big story, so naturally she went to investigate. What she hadn’t expected was to be caught so quickly. So how was she supposed to talk her way out of this one? If she could at least get to her pokéballs…
“I suppose this looks awfully suspicious, but I have good reason to be here.”
“...there is no good reason to come here if you value your wellbeing. Your mere presence... tells me you are a threat.”
As she maintained her grasp on the back of Jules’ neck with one hand, she used her other one to search the infiltrator’s pockets. It didn’t take long for her to pull out a smartphone.
“Zee, if you will.”
Her Porygon-Z - undetected by Jules up to that point - dove into the phone as its trainer held it above her head; the process of bricking it took mere seconds. As it re-emerged into its physical form, the unstable Pokemon directed its blank gaze directly towards Jules - and, for a very brief moment, shuddered erratically as its textures briefly went missing.
“...Ms. Saint-Michelle of the Lumiose Press, is that right? Hand over any Poke Balls you have on your person... and come with me. If you are going to come to this city, then... I refuse to let you leave my sight.”
akuromatico:
“Vegetables are alright, except cucumbers.”
“...have you had any... negative experiences involving cucumbers?”
made a Rei in this thing. credit to @kalosian-writer for leading me to it!
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