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i never rewatched but i did watch as a teen and this is my mom

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When life keeps giving your senpai struggles so you give her snuggles instead.

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Tell her you love her with your face between her legs.

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I just wanna be a lil black cat 

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🌹

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-June 2017-

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i decided to visit friends after work & i’m just not getting home so i think i’m gonna rest for tonight. 

feel free to add me on discord @ angelina#1609

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I am a delicate flower. a fucked up, needy, horny, delicate little flower.

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well, well, well, if it isn’t the feelings i’ve been trying to avoid 

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beep beep how’s my portrayal ?

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♥ for an inbox from ritsuko !

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Emotional Manipulation Starters

Trigger warnings apply. Requested by anon. (Disclaimer: not all of these sentences are manipulative in a different context, and some can be used jokingly as well.)

“If you really cared about me, you’d do what I’m asking.” “Don’t you trust me?” “I wish I never met you, honestly.” “You’re the reason I’m upset.” “It’s all your fault.” “I guess you just don’t love me enough.” “You have to keep it a secret. I’ll find out if you tell anyone.” “Whatever. It’s not like I care.” “I could just leave, you know.” “Do you like them more than me?” “Who have you been talking to?” “I would do anything to make you happy, I just want you to do the same for me.” “You have to tell me. Not telling me is just as bad as lying.” “It would be so easy for me to find someone else.” “If you loved me, you’d tell me.” “It’s like you don’t even care about me.” “One day I’ll be dead and you’ll regret not being there when I needed it.” “Nobody really cares about me, not even you.” “No one will ever love you the way I do.” “If you leave me, I don’t want to even think about what I’ll do.” “I’ll just tell everyone you were abusing me.” “You have to. You owe me.” “I’ve made sacrifices for you, now you have to do the same.” “I’ll never forgive you.” “No, it’s fine. Just do whatever you want, I guess.” “Am I upset? Why, should I be?” “If you don’t come over tonight, I’m going to hurt myself.” “I never said that. You’re trying to confuse me.” “I think you hate me.” “I would do anything for you, so why wouldn’t you do the same?” “If you don’t do this, it’s because you don’t love me.” “You were there for them, but not me?” “Yes, if you love me, you would change for me.” “I’m wasting my time with you.” “Well, I guess I’m just useless, aren’t I?” “I know you didn’t say it, but you were thinking it.” “You hate me. I know you do.” “You can’t convince me I’m not just a burden to you.”

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aoba-shigeru‌:

This wasn’t the first time, and wouldn’t be the last, that he was asked such a question; having been through countless bands and just short of living, breathing, and surviving off of music made it obvious what his real calling probably was. Unfortunately, and it truly pained him to have to admit it, music didn’t pay the bills. There was potential, sure– if one was stupidly lucky, but that was obviously not him. Not long after he left to pursue his education, Cobalt Sky was signed for a major deal. No more struggling on an indie label, no more cramped live houses, and no more wondering when the next meal was going to be… that must have been nice. Busy, certainly, but it beat working in a cubicle farm. 

A lot of places like that were more than willing to have him, but it was boring, and in spite of his savings starting to get dangerously low, Shigeru was holding out for something a little less mundane than the IT department of some massive corporation. There had been a brief silence as he formulated his answer, and the slightest bit of a grin made a futile attempt to show itself on his face as he finally spoke… bluntly. 

“I don’t really believe in blowing smoke up people’s asses to get a job, so I’ll be real about it– I need an actual job. And I wanted something more interesting than figuring out why someone’s printer won’t work… so I’ll take the pressure. I pick things up pretty fast, and I’m not someone who lets emotions get in the way of work.”

He didn’t have the slightest intention of delving into why, of course; she wasn’t here for his life story or a philosophical discussion on why existence was the epitome of pointless. 

“So, yeah. I’m actually legitimately interested in this job and think I can handle whatever it throws at me, so even consideration for it is appreciated.”

he was blunt & to the point --- which was good. especially after the last dozen or so applicants she had to sit through. at this point ritsuko was developing a sense for whether someone would be able to manage this job --- mentally. sure, on paper it seemed relatively straight forward, but even in the job application with portions blacked out because of classified information...it took a special sort of someone to really have that sort of stamina built.

❝ i think you will do well here. ❞ she started, putting down the mug she had been drinking from before clasping her hands together.  ❝ i’m sure you have questions about the ongoings of this facility. & i’d like to answer, but first i need to stress that everything that happens at NERV is classified. you may not like what you learn --- but you need to bare that weight. ❞ 

ritsuko tried to keep her voice even, her confidence still new, but she needed to make sure that shigeru understood what he was getting into. this wasn’t just some random gig he could up & leave if he needed a different flavor.

❝ with that considered -- what’s your first question ? ❞

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“But why would they abduct cows?” from misato

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❝ because obviously the aliens have a dairy shortage on their home planet       so they’ve resorted to gathering the closest equivalent in order to sustain       their civilization. have you been ignoring the movie entirely misato, or do       you just like hearing me talk ?! ❞

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“Did you hear that?” from asuka!

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❝ get down ! ❞

although the sound had appeared to be further from where the two stood, a bright shining light shot down from the sky, sending a high pitch scream throughout their surroundings. 

quickly ritsuko had grabbed asuka by her arm & pulled her close, sheilding the young girl with her body as both ducked in a close bus stop as their only protection.

the blonde’s body was shaking — & she prayed that this was only a fluke — the threat of an angel, but no arrival. she hugged asuka to her, instincts that she failed to acknowledge on the day to day screaming through her veins.