Mare Serenitatis - Sea of Serenity
Oblivion

hedgehog-in-dilemma:

The distance the angel insists on puting between them would rile Shinji if he weren’t busy navigating the feelings that have just thawed and are still thawing.  Kaworu’s arms could have been spike strips, and he would have buried his face in them.  “Kaworu,” he repeats.  “Kaworu.  Your selflessness is so irritatingly extreme, it stirs my memory.  Do you know that?  That’s pretty bad.”  Shinji pouts into his shoulder as he dusts away cobwebs.  The love he holds for him has been recovered, but the memories of events and meetings, personal and otherwise, are still lost.  He puffs out his cheeks, and blows the air out over his lover… yeah, his lover’s collarbone.  This is much more frustrating than forgetting everything.  “Sorry about before,” he mutters.

"I see…"  A gloved hand begins threading through the other boy’s dark thatch of hair. As he speaks, equal measures of rue, amusement, and tenderness thread through his voice. "Your mind may have forgotten but your heart still remembers. It still remembers how vexing I can be." 

Of all the things to be remembered for… He would laugh, but the situation is still far too raw for such an action. Memories were integral to all humans, after all. So instead he contents himself with dropping his own head and pressing one pale cheek against the top of Shinji’s head.

"There’s no need for apologies. You can hardly be faulted here."

Kaworu-kun... what do you like about cats? - Shinji

Hmm~? What do I like about cats, Shinji-kun?

One might say everything. Their intelligence, their independence, the softness of their fur, the twitching of their whispers, the velvet ears, the eyes like glowing jewels, even their claws leaving scratches all over my furniture.

And then of course, it would also depend upon the particular cat in question.

SHINJI’S LAMENT (A Sonnet)

svartikotturinn:

WARNING! Neon Genesis Evangelion spoilers ahea―oh whom am I kidding if you haven’t watched it yet what the fuck is wrong with you

Anyway:

Immersed in grief, addicted to great woe,
Lie I upon my mattress, vex in vain,
O’er horrors of how thou pray’d’st to let thee go:
Verily, I do loathe this poignant pain
Emerging in my bosom… To deceive―
Thou boldest dæmon of angelic face―
How couldst thou?! My most fragile faith to thieve,
Entwine our hearts, then to destruction race…!
Enveloped in myself, I weep and ponder:
So, then, ‘twas all for nought… No, I refuse
To say so; not for nought are we asunder:
I know thou wouldst give truth, not loathsome ruse―
Love, I weep most to scorn that thou wouldst give:
‘Life is for thee and thine…’ How could I live?…

An Cat Dubh, 2014-04-13

(P.S.: read the first letter of every line)

Oblivion

hedgehog-in-dilemma:

The hand skates by him, longing to draw closer.  Shinji can see the itch in his joints.  But just like that, it leaves.  The heat is on again.  Nerves on fire, he takes the sheets in shaking fists, and throws them off of his shoulders.  Annoyance suckerpunches him in his gut.  Sounds, images, and feelings swell like a tuning orchestra.  Their song bursts out of him, tearing his throat and smearing over his cheeks.  “What is wrong with you!!?”  He smacks the mattress with his tired, bony fists.  “Come on!  Come on!!  Grab me!  Hug me!  Hold me!  Kiss… “  Waterfalls wash down over him, drenching him in ice water.  For a little while, he sits on the bed.  The only part of him that moves is his trembling bottom lip.  The fog in his head has dispersed partly.  “Hey,” he whispers.  “Kaworu.”

"Wrong with me?" he repeats.

And it is a repetition. A song sung once before in a glass greenhouse. Has the other begun to remember? Or is this merely an echo from the past?

He shifts, a fluid motion of night sky blue, and leans down upon the bed. The other boy’s final command, a plea half cut off, can not be followed. Not now when the relationship between them remains tenuous still. But the circling of his arms around Shinji, gentling tugging their heads close together, is a movement natural enough.

"Yes, I am Kaworu.”

How good are you at dancing?
Anonymous

Hmm… as is most physical endeavors, I would say… passable. Especially in its more classical and structured forms.

But when it comes to such things, you are far more likely to find me as a musician than as a dancer.

mangashinji:

"Mya!" Looking on from his tower the kitty king cheers his human-knight on as they ride forth to fetch him a fishy feast. Fish, more and more kinds of fish he’d never smelled before, not even in his past form are piled onto a plate. Barely able to contain it’s excitement the furball leans further and further forward till he’s hardly able to keep himself from falling. Flailing around, Shineko finally regains his balance just on time to see the feast set before him.

The furball wastes no time in burrowing his little kitty face into the feast and vacuuming up every scrap of food. *chomp!* *slurp* *slu-slurp* *slurp-slurp slu-slurp* ” Mraam~” So nice. If being like this means an end to anguish over the past and getting showered with more kindness warmth than his hazy memories can ever recall, then he never wants to go back.


"Now, now, cats are supposed to always land on their feet, but its best if we do not challenge that observation," he gently chides as the kitty nearly dives face first off the new castle in his excitement.
A gloved hand idly pets through dark fur as Shinji-kun shows his approval of the meal by the alacrity with which it disappears. Yet even as his thoughts stray to recipes for further feline feasts such as this, his mind can not be contained to this present alone.
He leans closer, bringing his scarlet gaze nearly level to the transfigured boy.

"Yet I wonder if you will truly be content to have it end this way?"

mangashinji:

"Mya!" Looking on from his tower the kitty king cheers his human-knight on as they ride forth to fetch him a fishy feast. Fish, more and more kinds of fish he’d never smelled before, not even in his past form are piled onto a plate. Barely able to contain it’s excitement the furball leans further and further forward till he’s hardly able to keep himself from falling. Flailing around, Shineko finally regains his balance just on time to see the feast set before him.

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The furball wastes no time in burrowing his little kitty face into the feast and vacuuming up every scrap of food. *chomp!* *slurp* *slu-slurp* *slurp-slurp slu-slurp* ” Mraam~” So nice. If being like this means an end to anguish over the past and getting showered with more kindness warmth than his hazy memories can ever recall, then he never wants to go back.

"Now, now, cats are supposed to always land on their feet, but its best if we do not challenge that observation," he gently chides as the kitty nearly dives face first off the new castle in his excitement.

A gloved hand idly pets through dark fur as Shinji-kun shows his approval of the meal by the alacrity with which it disappears. Yet even as his thoughts stray to recipes for further feline feasts such as this, his mind can not be contained to this present alone.

He leans closer, bringing his scarlet gaze nearly level to the transfigured boy.

"Yet I wonder if you will truly be content to have it end this way?"

John Atkinson Grimshaw (1836-1893) was a Victorian-era painter, notable for his moonlit scenes and landscapes.

(via scissyrs)

Yes, I guess you could say there are some things between me and my counterpart that don't change. How are you, Nagisa?

raiwatanabe:

nagisa-kaworu:

…  …  your counterpart?

I have been… well. Better than expected, one can say. Recent weeks have been rather peaceful for me. And you?

"Yes, the Next Generation was by far the best of the series," Rai answered. "They definitely covered philosophy better than the other series. I’m starting to think… I’m starting to wonder, when I have to explain this war to my children, or my grandchildren, what episode will I reference?"

"By the time that comes, and I truly hope it does one day, this all will perhaps be nothing more than a bad memory." A slight pause. A silver head tilted in thought. "Although it is not what you have in mind, what comes to my mind is the original series episode where the omnipotent alien enemy is revealed to be a child. Well, there was that movie too…"

"But my point-of-view here is perhaps somewhat skewed compared to the other participants in this war."

hedgehog-in-dilemma:

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"I thought you had… "

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"Forget it.  Dinner will be on the table in a few minutes."

I had… ah yes. That one is Teddy.”

As the other boy seems content to change the subject, he volunteers no further information regarding the toy’s background.

"Very well, then. I’ll let the other’s know."

【 AU ~ Guardian Angel 】

jouwheeler:

Much worse… than last time… He was unsure… how he was even able to walk… let alone breathe…

Punch to the gut, punch to the face, tasers, knives and other sharp objects. It had gone on for about an hour, too long for Joey’s liking. Way too long…

It wasn’t that some incompetent idiot forgot to tie his ropes properly. It just so happened that this had been the third time Joey was kidnapped, though only the second time tortured, really. He knew how to get out of a rope-binding by now.

That still didn’t mean he was safe. Walking fast, almost stumbling a few times, it was pretty difficult to get a good breath in. Was he going to make it out of here? These warehouses never seemed to end… Maybe he could find a place to hide instead. Some place good…

He was just glad he was familiar with the docklands, rather than being brought to some place he’d never even heard of. He supposed he could count himself… rather lucky…

That didn’t deny the fact that he was completely pissed.

"Ghk…"

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Though too sore right now to do anything about it. For now, his main priority was his safety.

Once more he found himself within the shadows, buildings dimly looming over his slender form. A new city, yet still a familiar view. Not quite so familiar was the sight of another boy skulking through the lanes, motions hurried yet strained. Pain echoed in the other’s movements and so his own concern, a mix of empathy and curiosity, was raised.

"Pardon me, but you seem somewhat… dinged… shall we say."

The sound of his own voice was pleasant, lightly musical, and pitched just so, to evoke calmness instead of alarm. Whether the intended effect would ring true was another matter entirely. Despite his outward mannerisms, there were always those who could sense the strange wrongness in his form. The plugsuit he still wore was bound to not help in that matter.

Yet still he stepped forth from the cloaking shadows.  

"…Are you all right?"

Put the kitty on a high fat diet pls
Anonymous

Eh…?

You think Shinji-kun still looks too thin?

Oblivion

hedgehog-in-dilemma:

Dumbbells must have been attached to his arms and legs when he wasn’t looking.  Shinji has no other way of explaining his heaviness.  The bed groans under his body as he sinks into it enough for the box spring to touch the floor.  He wants to be buried.  Dirt or pillows are fine by him.  Just as long as he can find comfort, he’ll be happy.  “I don’t know,” he admits, a creak in his murmur.  A weary gaze probes the ceiling for either stars or auspice.  “I feel like I’m balancing on the edge of the building, and I could tip over at any second.  I’ve been doing it a long time.  I- I- I just… when I tip over, I won’t explode.  I’ll stop.  I can’t.  I’m so tired.  I’m tired.  I want go to sleep.  Do you hear me?”

"Yes… I hear you."

On silent feet he glides up to the side of the bed and gently pulls, then smooths down, the bedsheets around the other boy. A gloved hand hovers and hesitates over the other’s tousled dark hair.

He takes half a step back.

"Rest now, Shinji. You’re home. Everything else can wait until later."

hedgehog-in-dilemma:

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Why do you do that?  Why do you do that?  Why do you do that!!?  WHY DO YOU ALWAYS DO THAT!!?

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"The bear, too?"

"The… bear?"

Of course, the one brought foremost to the mind with that one word is ‘Teddy’ yet…

"… which one?"

hedgehog-in-dilemma:

"No… sorry."

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"You’re right.  They’re very cute.  Did you give them to me?"

"… . ."

"Yes. But that is of no great importance right now. The others should see this too, Shineko looks adorable."