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it is 5 am but WHAT IF i revamped this blog
aoba-shigeru:
Even in the face of the post-apocalyptic reality, he was still reluctant to admit that she had a point; they’d figure out how to survive this, else they’d likely not be here. That whole where there’s a will there’s a way business. As expected from him, Shigeru wasn’t feeling quite so enthusiastic; who knew how many of them were actually left at this point, and now they were tasked with rebuilding… everything. A monumental task, considering the high point they’d fallen from.
“It’s something, so… lead the way.” There were still sounds around them; the breeze, and the occasional rustling of debris being dragged along by it, but it was still too quiet. Eerily so, and it felt like a lucid dream of some sort, the kind where in screams are not even loud enough to be heard by anyone but the dreamer.
“Oh, yeah? This place is perfect for a light sleeper now. I kinda hate hearing myself think.” A weak attempt, and most certainly forced, but where was the lie? The more he tried to think just a little quieter, it seemed like the thoughts grew louder. Was this what it was like to actually worry about his own well being? Because suddenly there might actually be a point to it all?
❛ What’s wrong with hearing yourself thinking? ❜ Her voice dances around the question making it sound almost innocent, coated in genuineness and curiosity. Being able to hear oneself doesn’t sound like a torture to her —— in retrospective, isn’t that what kept her soul alive? She could have dissipated in EVA until her essence was long gone and lost, nothing but fodder to a greater being capable of transcending time and space. But her soul, her imperfect and shining soul, did that too. And so did everyone else’s.
It’s not that the post apocalyptic setting surrounding them was to be found particularly fun or that it entertained the woman in any way —— it did not. There is a friendly and kind smile on her face as she walks guiding the way still, not for the debris left from the tragedy humanity just faced but for those who pulled through.
❛ Oh ! have you thought what will you do now? Time for a change of career, huh? ❜ she asks casually as they approach one of the few buildings still standing where the children rested. ❛ I’ve had enough of science, I think. Maybe it would be fine to just be a mother this time. ❜
thiirdboy:
▐░▒▓ ►► 「 ɴᴏ. 03 ; 」
HE’S LEFT TO MULL it over in his head for a bit: Father, scared of him. He’s never done anything to suggest that that might be the case – only that he had a strong dislike for Shinji. All this time, he’d been too wrapped up in his own feelings to try and understand why that might’ve been the case.
❝ Maybe so, ❞ he says, distantly, thoughtfully. Several moments pass in uncertain silence. How does one proceed after years of separation? Who suppresses his fear first? Even though he wholeheartedly believes his mother, trying to fathom his father taking that step is near impossible. ❝ Should I…talk to him first, then? You’re right, Mother, I – I’m scared, but…I don’t know how to fix it. Any of this, I mean. ❞
❛ You don’t have to, if you don’t want to. You don’t have to do anything. ❜ She concludes in response to whether he should or not —— he, however, could do anything he wanted. That was his power, that was his right. But that too was for Shinji to realise on his own.
❛ If you see approaching your father as a responsibility for you to fix… then it’s a burden for you, a torture of sorts. There’s no point in that. ❜ She leans closer gently bopping the tip of her son’s nose with his index as she beams a soft and warm smile at him. ❛ It’s not your responsibility to fix what I caused and what he couldn’t handle. You are not your parents’ mistakes. ❜
ayanxmi.
❛ It’s listless, ❜ Before them, the ground was pale & sullen; the Earth seemed as though it slept beneath a blanket of white, feeling dour as it piled itself uneven all the way to the grey horizon that eclipsed all color as her hand reached toward it’s cold, cold shoulder. ❛ That’s all he had told me about it. ❜ The sorrow in her voice, palpable as the snow itself, made honest her perspective to her mother as she breathlessly carries on, completely aware of the intent at play as she hopelessly embraces the cold as if it were her own climate—it was wistful thinking, eager to connect in some way, longing even to feel what was lost to her; she had been desperate to feel again… but, as much as either could try, it is only the cold that can ever reach the distance over: like a winter breeze, only less defined than even that as all she spoke was a whisper. ❛ I’m not sure how to feel about it. ❜
The lack of details in the description given to the girl is hardly a surprise coming from her husband. It's comforting almost, knowing that part of him remained the same throughout his endless sorrow — enough for Rei to experience him as he was before his heart shattered, in some shape or form anyways. ❛ I guess that much is true, ❜ Yui mumbles mind absently as her gaze wanders around the crisp white scenery around them, her attention diverted with it. She's visibly excited to see the snow, excited to sit by Rei's side. Excited to be. Such a simple thing most would take for granted Yui could find joy in. The contrast with Rei's thoughtful and withdrawn demeanour is as stark as the uncanny similarities of their features. ❛ Ah, it's okay not to be sure how you feel about it as long as you feel something... even if that something is indifference. Still ! spring and winter are best ! ❜
when ariana said god is a woman she was, in fact, talking about yui ikari.
i’m alive ??? kinda ???? idk. does anyone want a one liner or something i’m bORED and i miss writing godly alien science mom :(
yatsunami:
Please collaborate me to do an analysis on why Yui’s shirt color changes repeatedly during that scene where Kaworu, Rei, and Yui are all standing over Gendo (Bonus points if plaid = gay)
BI H I ALREADY DID WRITE SOMETHING ABOUT YUI’S SHIRT COLOUR CHANGES IN THE GC IN EOE
the real secret to immortality? not dying. you want to be immortal? ok. easy. just don’t die. that’s it. refuse to die. there you go
“but how” you may ask. easy. just don’t do it. refuse to. say no thanks
6205 days, 148,920 hours, 536,112,000 seconds... In this state of absoluteness time hardly means anything at all but this date is one often replayed in Yui’s consciousness. Hours on end of labour, how little he weight and how quiet he was once she had him laying peacefully on her chest her — Yui remembers vividly the day her world was graced with meaning and love so profound it would transcend the boundaries of what’s humanly possible. Even inside EVA while drifting away in the nothingness of space the memories of him make her feel most human. From the beginning Shinji was kindhearted and gentle, so easy to love and so hard to let go of. She knows times has effectively gone by, she has seen him — he looks so much like her and so much like Gendō both at once it’s almost painful to think about. Never as painful as knowing neither of them is with him on this day. There is so much she would like to tell him now that he would understand;
STRIVE FOR MEANING, NOT HAPPINESS. Meaning gets humans through the tough times whereas suffering, heartache, humiliation are bound to the never-ending chasing of happiness. She wished she could’ve told him back then how unattainable it is such grandiose goal. Don’t set yourself up for unhappiness. Happiness is not a goal but an emotion that comes as a payoff for living a life with meaning — he’d learnt this much, she suspected. BE KINDER TO YOURSELF. If he could see what she sees from here he would know the strength and resilience burning bright that there’s in him. The universe aligned itself so this day would take place, so he would be born, so he would save humankind. In spite of it all Shinji survived. Everything and anything coming his way was overcome. And when not...
YOU ARE GOING TO FAIL — AND THAT IS OKAY. Because this is the only way humans learn. Everyone fails, Yui reckons she’s made plenty of mistakes as a mother and as a wife, she could never give her son or husband all the answers to spare them the pain and hardship of learning from failure, for she’s still learning herself — but from the EVA solely existing in confines of outer space, now and for all eternity, she will be with him. May the magic of Yui’s and Gendō’s love live on in form of this gentle soul and fragile heart, may Shinji Ikari enjoy his birthday wherever he is knowing how special his existence is. On this day, if she could, Yui would tell her son, ❛ @thiirdboy, LOVE YOURSELF. ❜
Jun Imajo. 今城純
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