NewAgeOfPower
Engineering Pornagrapher Extraordinaire
- Location
- An Certain Hive of Scum & Villainy, known as NYC
Even as (intellectual) adults, they manage to come across as dog and cat.
Ignis Aurum Probat [Neon Genesis Evangelion]
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Even as (intellectual) adults, they manage to come across as dog and cat.
Always Late
Lacking in coffee, sleep, and brains
- Location
- Ohio
Dogs and cats occasionally tolerate each other, and depending on the situation develop fondness.
The Asuka and Rei here are oil and FIRE!
There is only one possible reaction from the two meeting.
- Location
- Canada
*Blinks* Did Asuka just get burned by Rei? XD
Always Late
Lacking in coffee, sleep, and brains
- Location
- Ohio
And vice-versa.
NewAgeOfPower
Engineering Pornagrapher Extraordinaire
- Location
- An Certain Hive of Scum & Villainy, known as NYC
Always Late
Lacking in coffee, sleep, and brains
- Location
- Ohio
You ship Shinji and Eva Unit 01? You kinky bastard.
He's going to need a sealed bunker somewhere deep beneath Terminal Dogma.
Maternal feelings can arise within a normal romantic attraction, depending on the object of that attraction. And Shinji is certainly a suitable object for maternal feelings from any woman.
Interesting turn of phrase about someone who runs a construction company.
To be fair, it's hard to say anything about Gendo that isn't an insult.
This Rei-body is physically developed to the same age as Professor Shinji, so hormonally she should be in her 20s.
It's just normal immaturity.
Interesting that in this fic, Rei's the tsundere and Asuka is open with her feelings.
Always Late
Lacking in coffee, sleep, and brains
- Location
- Ohio
FTFY.
nasuren
Stop! Coffee time!
Literally or figuratively?
Always Late
Lacking in coffee, sleep, and brains
- Location
- Ohio
RexHeller
Title Incoming. Please Hold.
- Location
- Somewhere else.
Welp. That's getting added to the Pile. Damnit.Yang Xiao Long has officially awoken as Shinji Ikari. We're saved.
Actually, it's pretty easy. Gendo Ikari is a good father. See? All you need to do is lie through your teeth.
Always Late
Lacking in coffee, sleep, and brains
- Location
- Ohio
If that's going to the plot bunny thread, that was only the beginning.
LostDeviljho
Flame Dragon Princess
- Location
- The glorious Pacific Northwest
- Pronouns
- Any
"Gendo Ikari is a dedicated husband."
And I didn't even have to lie.
Mors
Searching for immanence
Strypgia said:
Strypgia said:
That'd be something, indeed. If Shinji got that kind of character development I'd have no problem if the romance alone served as the conflict/resolution of the story.
Chapter Thirty: "Carpe Shinji"
- Location
- https://discord.gg/z9tBvbh
Chapter Thirty: "Carpe Shinji"
Teaching is no different than learning. When you teach, that which you know is known once more, for a student is not the teacher, and by teaching, the teacher learns again things in different ways, with questions asked through different thoughts, and comes to a better understanding of the subject he teaches.
Unfortunately, there are no teachers of love, if one does not count men and women who tied the knot and give their own, flawed, personal experiences on it.
"Hikari was head over heels for me since the day she saw me, love at first sight, man, love at first sight," Toji spoke with a smile, a cold beer in his hand. Shinji, Kensuke and him were sitting by the counter of a simple-looking sushi bar, enjoying the pleasantness of a day off from troubles, problems and duties. Kensuke was a bespectacled man with sharp eyes and a springy body, and even though he was out of service, he still wore his military uniform with bits and pieces of branches and bush leafs attached to it.
Toji had picked a far more civilian ensemble.
"In love you gotta pounce," Kensuke said, pushing his glasses further up his nose. "Pounce, pounce, attack, attack! Give no quarters, no defenses!"
"Kensuke, that's how you get court restraint notices," Toji pointed out, and Kensuke simply laughed it off.
"Says you," Kensuke huffed.
"Says the law," Toji replied, shaking his head and taking a sip of his beer. "Oi, man, send two tunas down this way!"
"Yeah, yeah," the man behind the counter nodded, swiftly moving to the fresh tuna fish by his side. "Coming right up."
"What I'm saying," Kensuke said. "Is that once you're decided on someone, then it's stupid not going at full force for them! What if someone goes by and steals them away from you because you remained indecisive? You can't let that happen! Or well, you can, but only if your backup plan involves a quaint quiet spot in the woods to dump a corpse."
Shinji's smile was now nervously twitching, his body leaning slightly away from the man in question.
Kensuke leaned forward, and whispered with a conspiracy-like tone of voice, "I can show you some nice places where the ground's really soft, Shinji." He then winked, and returned sitting upright.
Toji merely laughed at the joke, but Shinji had the inkling it wasn't a joke.
It was a promise, a promise between men.
Toji's cellphone rang suddenly, and as he moved to pick it up, he winced at the name that appeared on the display. "Yes dear?" he said into the phone, "What time is it? It's barely midnight-yes dear, of course dear, as you say dear, I will return swiftly dear." He flipped the phone to a close. "The wife calls, thus I must go."
"Whipped~" Kensuke sang from Shinji's side.
"It's not bad if you like it," Toji replied with a smirk, making a gun-like gesture towards Kensuke with his fingers as the other man laughed. Shinji waved politely goodbye at the man, who left once he paid for his part.
"So it's just you and me, pilot-guy," Kensuke's glasses shone of a light of their own, a creepy, murderous light that made Shinji swallowed nervously in turn. "Tell me," he continued nonchalantly, "What do you think of the Major?" as he asked that, he split the chopsticks in front of him as the tuna that Toji had ordered arrived.
"The major? Madam Katsuragi?"
"Miss, Shinji, miss Katsuragi," Kensuke corrected him, "If you value your life, never forget that she's a miss." He nodded most wisely.
"I guess...she's good at her job?" Shinji hazarded.
"Ah? Only that?" Kensuke sighed, "Oh well, better for me. I won't have to drug you and dump you in the woods then," he shook his head slightly, and then broke out laughing. "Come on! I was joking-It was just a joke!"
Shinji dearly wished Toji hadn't left. Kensuke wasn't a bad man, but his ideas of jokes and his words did not make for a pleasant time, they made for a horrifying horror-like story to tell children at midnight in order to scare them to death.
After a few more meaningless hours of chatting and drinking, though, Kensuke turned out to be a good man. As they both wobbled their way out of the sushi bar and into the streets of Tokyo-Three, they managed to walk straight only by holding on to each other and putting one leg in front of the other with calm, precise motions that benefited a symbiotic relationship of sorts.
They ended up, just by random chance, in another bar.
By the time the sun dawned over the city, Shinji and Kensuke both managed to bid each other goodbye, and the professor collapsed on the entrance floor of his apartment, asleep and with a tie tied around his head. Considering he had left the apartment without a tie, the fact he now had one meant he had probably either bought it or stolen it from another unlucky drunk worker.
It didn't matter to him as he called upon his earthworm ancestry to slither his way through the ground and into the kitchen, taking deep breaths as he closed his eyes.
The soft patter of muffled steps made him crack an eye open, and as he gazed at the light blue slippers in question, his eyes slowly moved up to a pair of milky white legs, and then a white as snow apron and at the face that stood further up, with red eyes and light blue hair. The face looked displeased. It definitely looked displeased.
"Pilot Ikari," the voice clearly was displeased too, "This is unacceptable behavior," her lips thinned as she slowly bent down to help him up. "We have training in two hours."
"F...Forgot about it," Shinji chuckled, even as Rei helped him sit at the table. He blearily realized he had not given Rei the key to his apartment, but perhaps he had left the door open? He didn't think that, but- "H-H-Why?" he asked in the end.
"Why am I here?" Rei asked, "Because I wished to ensure you were eating a healthy breakfast," she continued without missing a heartbeat. Behind her, on the kitchen stove, pots were in the process of cooking stuff. "You will suffer a considerable headache due to dehydration unless you drink," she said next, turning around and moving to grab a glass, which she then filled with water. As the glass of oxidation stood in front of him -an old joke- he moved his hand to grab it and drink in turn.
"The trick to surviving hangovers is to not go to sleep to begin with," Shinji said cheerfully, "Or so I was told..."
"By the redhead German? Her lifestyle choices are poor just like her behavior," Rei replied calmly, "You shouldn't take her as a role model," she continued, setting the table. "There are better people you can take example of," she finished setting the table, and turned towards the kitchen's stove, starting to hum lightly a nostalgic sound that made Shinji's eyes close.
He didn't know why the humming was nostalgic, just that it was.
"Also, I took the liberty of breaking down the wall separating our terraces," Rei continued. "This way, I can ensure a faster reaction time in case of need."
Shinji did not connect the dots, busy as he was trying not to fall asleep. Rei's back was, after all, a tantalizing thing to observe through half-closed eyes.
Had he connected the dots, perhaps he would not have felt at ease at the sight of Rei's grasp of a nearby knife meant to cut the boiled fish open.
He didn't connect the dots, though.
Thus, all was right in the morning.
Teaching is no different than learning. When you teach, that which you know is known once more, for a student is not the teacher, and by teaching, the teacher learns again things in different ways, with questions asked through different thoughts, and comes to a better understanding of the subject he teaches.
Unfortunately, there are no teachers of love, if one does not count men and women who tied the knot and give their own, flawed, personal experiences on it.
"Hikari was head over heels for me since the day she saw me, love at first sight, man, love at first sight," Toji spoke with a smile, a cold beer in his hand. Shinji, Kensuke and him were sitting by the counter of a simple-looking sushi bar, enjoying the pleasantness of a day off from troubles, problems and duties. Kensuke was a bespectacled man with sharp eyes and a springy body, and even though he was out of service, he still wore his military uniform with bits and pieces of branches and bush leafs attached to it.
Toji had picked a far more civilian ensemble.
"In love you gotta pounce," Kensuke said, pushing his glasses further up his nose. "Pounce, pounce, attack, attack! Give no quarters, no defenses!"
"Kensuke, that's how you get court restraint notices," Toji pointed out, and Kensuke simply laughed it off.
"Says you," Kensuke huffed.
"Says the law," Toji replied, shaking his head and taking a sip of his beer. "Oi, man, send two tunas down this way!"
"Yeah, yeah," the man behind the counter nodded, swiftly moving to the fresh tuna fish by his side. "Coming right up."
"What I'm saying," Kensuke said. "Is that once you're decided on someone, then it's stupid not going at full force for them! What if someone goes by and steals them away from you because you remained indecisive? You can't let that happen! Or well, you can, but only if your backup plan involves a quaint quiet spot in the woods to dump a corpse."
Shinji's smile was now nervously twitching, his body leaning slightly away from the man in question.
Kensuke leaned forward, and whispered with a conspiracy-like tone of voice, "I can show you some nice places where the ground's really soft, Shinji." He then winked, and returned sitting upright.
Toji merely laughed at the joke, but Shinji had the inkling it wasn't a joke.
It was a promise, a promise between men.
Toji's cellphone rang suddenly, and as he moved to pick it up, he winced at the name that appeared on the display. "Yes dear?" he said into the phone, "What time is it? It's barely midnight-yes dear, of course dear, as you say dear, I will return swiftly dear." He flipped the phone to a close. "The wife calls, thus I must go."
"Whipped~" Kensuke sang from Shinji's side.
"It's not bad if you like it," Toji replied with a smirk, making a gun-like gesture towards Kensuke with his fingers as the other man laughed. Shinji waved politely goodbye at the man, who left once he paid for his part.
"So it's just you and me, pilot-guy," Kensuke's glasses shone of a light of their own, a creepy, murderous light that made Shinji swallowed nervously in turn. "Tell me," he continued nonchalantly, "What do you think of the Major?" as he asked that, he split the chopsticks in front of him as the tuna that Toji had ordered arrived.
"The major? Madam Katsuragi?"
"Miss, Shinji, miss Katsuragi," Kensuke corrected him, "If you value your life, never forget that she's a miss." He nodded most wisely.
"I guess...she's good at her job?" Shinji hazarded.
"Ah? Only that?" Kensuke sighed, "Oh well, better for me. I won't have to drug you and dump you in the woods then," he shook his head slightly, and then broke out laughing. "Come on! I was joking-It was just a joke!"
Shinji dearly wished Toji hadn't left. Kensuke wasn't a bad man, but his ideas of jokes and his words did not make for a pleasant time, they made for a horrifying horror-like story to tell children at midnight in order to scare them to death.
After a few more meaningless hours of chatting and drinking, though, Kensuke turned out to be a good man. As they both wobbled their way out of the sushi bar and into the streets of Tokyo-Three, they managed to walk straight only by holding on to each other and putting one leg in front of the other with calm, precise motions that benefited a symbiotic relationship of sorts.
They ended up, just by random chance, in another bar.
By the time the sun dawned over the city, Shinji and Kensuke both managed to bid each other goodbye, and the professor collapsed on the entrance floor of his apartment, asleep and with a tie tied around his head. Considering he had left the apartment without a tie, the fact he now had one meant he had probably either bought it or stolen it from another unlucky drunk worker.
It didn't matter to him as he called upon his earthworm ancestry to slither his way through the ground and into the kitchen, taking deep breaths as he closed his eyes.
The soft patter of muffled steps made him crack an eye open, and as he gazed at the light blue slippers in question, his eyes slowly moved up to a pair of milky white legs, and then a white as snow apron and at the face that stood further up, with red eyes and light blue hair. The face looked displeased. It definitely looked displeased.
"Pilot Ikari," the voice clearly was displeased too, "This is unacceptable behavior," her lips thinned as she slowly bent down to help him up. "We have training in two hours."
"F...Forgot about it," Shinji chuckled, even as Rei helped him sit at the table. He blearily realized he had not given Rei the key to his apartment, but perhaps he had left the door open? He didn't think that, but- "H-H-Why?" he asked in the end.
"Why am I here?" Rei asked, "Because I wished to ensure you were eating a healthy breakfast," she continued without missing a heartbeat. Behind her, on the kitchen stove, pots were in the process of cooking stuff. "You will suffer a considerable headache due to dehydration unless you drink," she said next, turning around and moving to grab a glass, which she then filled with water. As the glass of oxidation stood in front of him -an old joke- he moved his hand to grab it and drink in turn.
"The trick to surviving hangovers is to not go to sleep to begin with," Shinji said cheerfully, "Or so I was told..."
"By the redhead German? Her lifestyle choices are poor just like her behavior," Rei replied calmly, "You shouldn't take her as a role model," she continued, setting the table. "There are better people you can take example of," she finished setting the table, and turned towards the kitchen's stove, starting to hum lightly a nostalgic sound that made Shinji's eyes close.
He didn't know why the humming was nostalgic, just that it was.
"Also, I took the liberty of breaking down the wall separating our terraces," Rei continued. "This way, I can ensure a faster reaction time in case of need."
Shinji did not connect the dots, busy as he was trying not to fall asleep. Rei's back was, after all, a tantalizing thing to observe through half-closed eyes.
Had he connected the dots, perhaps he would not have felt at ease at the sight of Rei's grasp of a nearby knife meant to cut the boiled fish open.
He didn't connect the dots, though.
Thus, all was right in the morning.
LostDeviljho
Flame Dragon Princess
- Location
- The glorious Pacific Northwest
- Pronouns
- Any
...This seems unnecessarily flowery.
Wow Kensuke. That's kinda creepy.
Yande-Rei.
Always Late
Lacking in coffee, sleep, and brains
- Location
- Ohio
Seize Shinji indeed. Take and hold the ground.
LostDeviljho
Flame Dragon Princess
- Location
- The glorious Pacific Northwest
- Pronouns
- Any
I believe that may have been the implication, yes.
Get your mind out of the gutter. She was wearing slippers.
Mors
Searching for immanence
SneakyWalrus
Is the Water Free?
Huh. You know, the longer this story goes on, the more shades of Catherine I get as I read through the interactions between Shinji, Rei and Asuka. I suppose spending every night as an sheep climbing a nigh-endless wall to avoid falling to death would probably be a bit much to tack onto Shinji currently.
Tabi
Expert Jissou Abuser
Thats Shade for you.
- Location
- Canada
Rei is now winning I see. Asuka is going to blow a fuse.