GUNDAM 00 S2 KINK MEME

Oct 04, 2008 21:21


Gundam 00 SEASON TWO KINK MEME

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Home anonymous March 23 2009, 23:35:43 UTC
There was no sound. No light, no smells, nothing to touch.

Yet, he was aware of everything; data streams flowed through him, through his very consciousness. In all his life, he'd never experienced this closeness with Veda. It was blissful, the way every byte of information flowed through him and formed something... it wasn't tangible, not something he could hold, but it was present. It was what he'd always wanted, so long ago, for Veda to be his home. Despite everything he had gained from Veda, now he would anything to be within his human body again, to be able to touch something.

He was aware of time passing. It had been two weeks since he had transferred his mind into Veda. Over this time, he had occasionally thought that he heard a voice. It wasn't Regene, he could tell as much. He thought it was familiar, though he couldn't tell who it was. Another Innovator, perhaps, connected, sifting through Veda as he used to? It felt different, though. Less of a mind, and more of a presence, it's voice called to him; 'Is someone there?' ( ... )

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Home, 2/? anonymous March 23 2009, 23:36:59 UTC
'Yeah.' Lockon smiled. 'Could be because you're different. Maybe it's the GN particles.'

Because I'm an Innovator? Tieria shook his head. His hair swayed, and flickered through his head. He hadn't made his form solid enough, it seemed. He reached out one hand, and tried to touch Lockon. He wasn't sure if he could. It wasn't like touching a solid object. His fingers brushed over Lockon's arm, and it felt like an electric shock. Tieria's form shivered, and he wasn't sure why. I missed you.

'I missed you too.' Lockon's hand grasped hold of his, and Tieria felt suddenly warm. Logically, he knew there wasn't any heat, but that didn't make him feel any different. 'I haven't been able to talk to anyone for four years.' Tieria nodded, and moved forwards.

When he embraced Lockon it felt like a current pulsing through his body. He pulled as close as he could. Even though he wasn't really touching a physical body, he could feel Lockon around him. Feel warmth against his skin and hands pressed against his back and fingertips trailing down his ( ... )

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Re: Home, 2/? anonymous March 24 2009, 02:12:40 UTC
tis is sooo beautiful.... Neil finally can communicate with someone after 4 years...its sooo touching....

thank you! tis makes me sooo happy...*OP*

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Home, 3/? anonymous March 25 2009, 00:17:06 UTC
'Hey.' Lockon's hand patted the back of his head, sending small pieces of data scattering away. Tieria pulled them back into his form quickly. 'Are you all right?'

I don't know. He moved away slightly, and placed his hands around Lockon's face. His fingers traced the line of Lockon's eyepatch. Why did he still have that, if he was dead and the rest of his body was whole? He stroked his fingers across it; they passed through his Lockon's hair as well, in a scattering of light. I'm sorry. My form isn't very solid.

'Neither is mine, really.' Lockon's hand rested on Tieria's shoulder, slipping through the form of the cardigan and onto skin, that wasn't skin really but Tieria couldn't think to call it another name. Lockon chuckled, and it reverberated throughout the surrounding environment, making the shifting, puffy shapes shake. When Tieria looked at them now, they resembled yellow and pink clouds moving slowly across a warm orange sky. Regene had informed him before that his consciousness affected the surrounding environment. He felt ( ... )

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Home, 4/? anonymous March 25 2009, 00:18:06 UTC
'Is it you that's making the sky change?'

It wasn't intentional.

'You seem happy.' Lockon smiled. Tieria nodded. Perhaps the sensations he felt were only data, or electricity, but in the end, wasn't that what human thoughts and emotions were, electrochemical signals?

How long have you been alone? Tieria asked.

'Longer than four years.' Lockon's smile lacked something; it had taken Tieria a long time to recognise the signals and body language of people, to learn that it was sometimes necessary to look past the obvious.

He leaned his head up, and pressed his lips against Lockon's mouth. They felt soft. He didn't know if that was just his imagination. He closed his eyes, though he wasn't sure why, he could still see everything no matter what. Lockon's fingers ran through his hair; it crackled and wavered as he touched it. Lockon...

'Yes?'

Is this all right?

'I don't mind.' Lockon's hand ruffled his hair gently, sending it into a disarray of coding that broke away and drifted into the clouds. It didn't matter. The sleeves of ( ... )

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anonymous March 25 2009, 18:09:29 UTC
asdf, anon, this is incredible. ♥ the build up is amazing.

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Re: Home, 4/? anonymous March 25 2009, 21:48:41 UTC
The imagery in this fic is wonderful. I love the way you've portrayed Veda.

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Home, 5/? anonymous March 26 2009, 03:30:00 UTC
Regene was starting to encroach on him; his 'sky' was rippling, and blues and purples spread through it, like dye diffusing in water.

Lockon, let's move somewhere else.

'Where?' Lockon looked around. 'So, parts of this place look different than this?'

Yes. Tieria grasped hold of Lockon's hands with his own shaky, half-formed hands.

'Is there anywhere that looks like a real place?' Lockon asked.

If there is, I will find it.

Tieria trawled Veda's database for locations. Places on Earth Lockon might know. There was little on Ireland, his home country, so he looked elsewhere. Visual data of the Ptolemaios I, of Dynames, of the island base they frequented. He found an image of the beach, with the sea scattered with flashes of sparkling light. Familiar, and there was plenty of data on it to create a facsimile. A blue sky with white clouds. White sand. He concentrated on collating the images. Veda would do the rest.

'Sun?' Lockon turned around to look at him. 'The island.' He smiled, and Tieria nodded. Veda filled in everything; ( ... )

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Home, 6/? anonymous March 26 2009, 03:31:41 UTC
They sat together for a while, watching the clouds drifting across the sky. They were randomised from meteorological data, to match documented cloud formations. Lockon kept insisting that some of them resembled objects in their shape. Tieria couldn't see it, it was all data to him, not a real sky. Even the sand under his hands felt like code, and not something he could imagine as solid. He laid down on his back, and looked up at the sky.

Do you miss being on Earth? Lockon shrugged.

'I could go back there any time I wanted, so not really. What about you?'

Somewhat. Tieria traced patterns in the sand with his fingers, mingling his code with the sand's. Getting a new body would be difficult, but not impossible, I suppose.

'New body?'

We're clones. Innovators are, I mean. Tieria pulled his fingers away from the sand. Artificial.

'Ah.' Lockon leaned over him. 'You seem pretty real to me.' The artificial sun was very effective, lighting Lockon from the back, and casting a shadow over Tieria when he leaned over. Tieria held his hand up ( ... )

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Re: Home, 6/? anonymous March 26 2009, 21:47:50 UTC
FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF

[That's a FFFFF of love btw ♥]

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Re: Home, 6/? anonymous March 26 2009, 21:55:54 UTC
Thanks. What does the FFFFFF thing mean? I've seen people use it but I don't know what it is?

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Re: Home, 6/? anonymous March 26 2009, 22:02:58 UTC
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...I don't actually know...

I use it to mean *I'm speechless* but I can't say for sure if I've gotten it completely right there.

Maybe some anon who actually knows could help? orz orz orz

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Re: Home, 6/? anonymous March 26 2009, 23:28:06 UTC
As far as I know, it has some sort of speechless meaning, but not exactly. It's the predecessor of FFFFFFFUCK!, you get the point. Maybe it started with that comic where the F dragged along several panels while the caracter raged in many different ways, and then finished the rest of the word in the last one.

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Home, 7/? anonymous March 27 2009, 03:16:28 UTC
Tieria concentrated on forming his body, for some semblance of normalcy. Lockon's hands stripped away his remaining clothes with light touches.

'I don't know if my body works like it used to,' Lockon said, looking down at himself. 'How're we supposed to...'

I don't know. Tieria squeezed Lockon's back with his arms, and arched his back up. Lockon moved closer as well, pushing their bodies together. Softness underneath him gave way, and he fell through it, pulling Lockon with him. He didn't know where they were falling, just that the pink and yellow surroundings were here, and that light was shining through the gap in the beach above.

He landed on another soft surface, though when he looked down, he couldn't see anything.

'We're floating?' Tieria looked up at him. He looked slightly shocked, but his expression calmed, and he closed his eye. 'That was weird. Tieria moved one hand to Lockon's face, slipped his fingers under the eyepatch slowly, and pushed it up. Lockon didn't stop him. It floated away, on non-existant winds. All that ( ... )

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Home, 8/8 anonymous March 27 2009, 03:18:50 UTC
Lockon...

'Yes?'

I don't... know... Lockon pulled away from him slightly. No, more, I want more. Lockon pushed back in roughly and Tieria moaned. Less, less, it was too much. He hated, hated, loved these feelings that threatened to make him fall apart into nothing and then something. The clouds above his head churned like they were water in a rough sea. Looking at them made him feel nauseous (he didn't have a digestive system, feeling like that should be easy to override, but it was easier to just not look) so he closed his eyes.

Soft, soft, harder, hot

Fingers that dug into his back felt like

hot

no

There was the sounds of waves crashing on a beach

thoughts were becoming disjointed

Lockon...Golden grains of sand kept falling from above ( ... )

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Re: Home, 8/8 anonymous March 27 2009, 03:40:56 UTC
Cool formatting trick at the (literal) climax. <3

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