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somekindofspaceuncleOn borders on Nexus, maybe, whenever that might be, or maybe in some forest, there's suddenly something up in the sky. A giant robot, mostly white. And giant is not an euphemism for slightly big, there, he's really giant, alright? Yeah.
The robot... he lands on the ground, and stops.
Suddenly, at the foot of the robot, an ethereal White Lion appears. Yea, literally. It's not a familiar sight, and he won't feel familiar to anyone who comes by. But he'll feel ancient, to anyone who comes by. Yes, no mind abilities needed for that. He'll just give that impression by his very being.
Ancient one.
And he can be seen. He looks like he's made simply of light, or maybe of something even far more ethereal. He's intensely white-blue and is glowing. Anyone who comes by can see him. He strolls around, seeming to be waiting for something.
After perhaps an hour or three, said something does happen, apparently.
Something shimmers, at the foot of the robot, blue-white light shimmers. Finally, the light forms a silhoutte, at first, of a man, perhaps.
And keeps forming, slowly. It might take a few more moments.
The White Lion meanwhile, now, as this strange probably to any onlookers if there be any, light show commence, jumps swiftly onto the giant robot, and disappears.
All that stays behind is said giant robot, and also, at the foot of it, the slowly forming... person, man, it's apparent now. One with a multitude of feelings. Might feel familiar. Very, very familiar.
The robot... he lands on the ground, and stops.
Suddenly, at the foot of the robot, an ethereal White Lion appears. Yea, literally. It's not a familiar sight, and he won't feel familiar to anyone who comes by. But he'll feel ancient, to anyone who comes by. Yes, no mind abilities needed for that. He'll just give that impression by his very being.
Ancient one.
And he can be seen. He looks like he's made simply of light, or maybe of something even far more ethereal. He's intensely white-blue and is glowing. Anyone who comes by can see him. He strolls around, seeming to be waiting for something.
After perhaps an hour or three, said something does happen, apparently.
Something shimmers, at the foot of the robot, blue-white light shimmers. Finally, the light forms a silhoutte, at first, of a man, perhaps.
And keeps forming, slowly. It might take a few more moments.
The White Lion meanwhile, now, as this strange probably to any onlookers if there be any, light show commence, jumps swiftly onto the giant robot, and disappears.
All that stays behind is said giant robot, and also, at the foot of it, the slowly forming... person, man, it's apparent now. One with a multitude of feelings. Might feel familiar. Very, very familiar.
Awww. :D
Date: 2020-07-16 06:08 pm (UTC)Though he might, again, pretty soon-Hiroki grasps with all of himself at that love, and he's crying now, geez, he shouldn't be crying right now, what the quiznak even is he--
No matter!
He kisses back, with all the passion of the thousand suns, desperately. Truth be told, he might be here tomorrow, and he might be here next week, but as far as he knows or believes, he won't be next year, and dammit, who the quiznak cares, and he wants to give Ziggy all of himself before... before...
He's once read in some book - he has, personally! - that the saddest people shine the brightest, and... when he was dying, he thought... he wanted... he hoped it's true, desperately hoped it's true, because he'd love to give his loved ones some light... because they needed all the light they could get, and so... so, he wished he could... so, he hoped, desperately, that it's true, or can be true... because if it was, then he could...
"Ziggy, I..."
He has to break this for a moment, for a moan, but then, continues...
"I love you. Forever."
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Date: 2020-07-16 06:46 pm (UTC)Cuddling is just as wanted as more sex. He's tucking himself up against the paladin's chest, arms pulling as tight as he can manage.
The giggling can't be helped as he places a tiny kiss on Hiroki's cheek. "I might be immortal. I'm going to hold you to that." He could imagine being here, coming home to this one person for the rest of forever.
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Date: 2020-07-16 06:55 pm (UTC)Hiroki giggles, too, light, feathery giggle, almost girlish.
"Let's make a bet that there will be."
"And how old are you, my immortal one, right now? I thought I'm embarassingly younger than you, but maybe not, in comparison... ahhh--"
This is not... how he was planning to come, but he might be close, now, dammit, this quiznaking brand new body...!
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Date: 2020-07-16 07:08 pm (UTC)"Anthean and Earth calendars don't match but my mother thinks I'm about 90 Earth years old."
Ziggy shrugs but then gasps at the feelings he's getting off Hiroki. Turning a little he grins. "You can roll me on my back and have me again if you want."
Ziggy wanted it, always. He's desperately addicted to physical contact and intimacy.
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Date: 2020-07-16 08:05 pm (UTC)"Quite sprightly for an old man, hmm? Ziggy? Glad to see that."
He's teasing, obviously. And then, kisses Ziggy's forehead, this time not just because, but also because he's curious, that glowing circle, if it's still there, what even is it?
Roll, huh? He sure will, in a few ticks from now on, sure!
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Date: 2020-07-16 08:14 pm (UTC)Not that Ziggy wants him to, not ever, but to tease him about it is fun. Ziggy emphasizes the tease by pressing thier hips together.
The glow is still there, though it is dimmer than it was. It doesn't feel any different to kiss it but if Hiroki thinks about it, he can feel so much more of Ziggy's presence. Almost hear his thoughts.
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Date: 2020-07-16 08:28 pm (UTC)"...to myself...? Well, I could become celibate if that's what you wanted, that's an easy thing to do for a giant robot... oh, right, I haven't told you what I am, yet, outside this, hmmhmmm... but I think you'd come back and demand... something else... ahhh..."
He's gonna come. Now. Soon. Oh, no. Yes... more...
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Date: 2020-07-16 08:38 pm (UTC)"Don't you dare." Ziggy threatens. "Who would fuck me out of my mind if you became celibate?"
It takes a moment and then he asks. "What do you mean giant robot?"
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Date: 2020-07-16 08:43 pm (UTC)He tries not to laugh.
He wants to be even closer to Ziggy, right now, so, sure, let's do... everything... again...
Even if he's tired... and Ziggy must be, too.
He gasps in horror at that Ziggy overdosing memory, but pushes that away, for now, after a moment.
And then, the question...
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Date: 2020-07-16 08:50 pm (UTC)"The thing is, er, the thing is, my current body is a construct, by the White Lion and by myself? I guess? Don't ask me, ask the White Lion..."
"A construct, made upon my arrival to Nexus today. After. Right after my arrival to the Nexus. What I am is- what's left of me after me trying to get Honerva out of my self... I'm a spirit."
"Of doing nothing for weeks, I guess, at first, because there wasn't enough of me. It's a miracle that I even still was, really, I think it's thanks to Shiro and Allura, somehow, and thanks to the White Lion. And to my stubborness. I'm unbelievably stubborn, thanks."
"And so, then, I've become the spirit of Atlas. IGF-Atlas is a spaceship. A spaceship that Shiro and I turned into a giant robot, bigger than Voltron, I think. It's hard to judge, in that state. Hmm..."
"And that's how it goes. I'm Hiroki, and I'm Atlas. You know..."
"Anyway... let me fuck you again...? My Ziggy-"
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Date: 2020-07-16 09:07 pm (UTC)"Antheans can see spirits, and the impressions left by people in the past, and ocassionally the future. My mom's people would think it's appropriate for a spirit and one with visions to be mated."
That came out unintnetionally but Ziggy was starting to think that way. Hiroki was his partner and anyone else he slept with were merely toys or passing flights of fancy.
"Mmm..." Ziggy rolled and pressed his back into Hiroki's chest and his ass into his lover's crotch, inviting him for more. Ziggy was getting exhausted but after thinking Hiroki was dead for so long the desire to indulge is too great to ignore.
Ziggy looked over his shoulder grinning deviously. He remembered Hiroki's previous request when they made love the first time and whispers. "Please take me, sir. Your cock feels so good inside me."
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Date: 2020-07-17 07:01 am (UTC)Could it be...? he wonders, hopeful. Will he be able to see me, still, even if this body is gone someday soon?
The hope, the delight - Ziggy can full the wave of them, coming from this Paladin, right now. He glows again, for just a few ticks, and when the blue-white glow dies down, Hiroki's hair is shoulder length.
The last time the young clone's felt so hopeful, it seems, was when Keith and Black had found him drifting towards death in the infinity of cosmos, having tried in vain to reach Voltron; and saved him. Gave him hope he's already lost. And back then, the hope he thought familiar was, in fact, an unfamiliar feeling, and the young clone, when the wave of it had hit him, he could see that now, from perspective, had confused hope for a full onslaught of an everlasting strong romantic love. An easy mistake to make.
And the clone had long hair back then, so, well... he suddenly has it right now, too. Shoulder-length.
Ziggy can now also see this memory. See it, hear it, and feel it all. Permeating through the whole memory, is a sense of very, very, very young man's love and utter despair at first, and then, love and hope. It's truly overwhelming. It's like Hiroki in the past, in this very very memory, is feeling these feelings for the very first time in his life. It's almost childlike in its quality. Most innocent, together with a slightly mistaken and confused, very childlike and immature, sense of suddenly being head over heels in love, back then.
Hiroki gasps when Ziggy says sir, blushes, then grins.
"You're mine, from now on, Ziggy. And that's an order."
And he'll come inside him.
And the love towards Ziggy can be felt, now, love that's truly blossomed into something real and more permanent, no matter how much Hiroki had tried to get rid of it. Weathered through that.
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Date: 2020-07-17 08:52 am (UTC)He's very quickly getting addicted to sex with Hiroki. It's a very real addiction that leaves him wanting more, even as they come together, even if he's thoroughly exhausted from fucking right now.
All Ziggy can do is lay there for a few panted breaths, reveling in the feeling of intense physical and emotional love. There's probably no stopping his own heart either. Hiroki has slowly been taking pieces of it since they met but he's not ready to admit it. Even with the devotion and love broadcasting from his presence, Ziggy isn't ready to admit it to anyone that he's starting to want to accept the offer made to him the first time they shared a bed.
Turning a little, he smiles playfully. "Are you satisfied?" Ziggy's own head is spinning still from how indulgent this feels. "I love you, everything about you. I love it."
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Date: 2020-07-17 11:06 am (UTC)Then, he moans again. He's exhausted, almost, but, so what?
"More than... satisfied. Much, much... much more, Ziggy."
He glows again. Literally. Much brighter this time, so he even closes his eyes. What's trasmitting, what he subconsciously wants to transmit, and it's true, all of it is true, that he'd rather cease to exist than ever fly away for too long, truly.
"The witch can apparently alter realities, but I bet you even she can't alter what we have now."
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Date: 2020-07-17 11:14 am (UTC)This was all getting very relationshipy for Ziggy, but he's just accepting it. Later he may panic over it but right now in bed with his lover it feels right.
"I feel happy with you.", He mumbles feeling physically drowsy. He means it too. He's radiating a sense of calm happiness and intense joy.
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Date: 2020-07-17 11:43 am (UTC)Hiroki dozes off. Sorry about that.
He's still glowing. Ziggy'll suddenly see, in mind, if he touches Hiroki even a little, this:
and get a feeling that this, too, is Hiroki, in a way. And that whatever it is it's now standing somewhere in Nexus. Resonating.
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Date: 2020-07-17 11:58 am (UTC)He dreams about the robot more than directly seeing it. The bond is still tight between them and Hiroki might get a few images of deserts and deserted cities, the inside if a completely black room that feels comforting and welcoming.