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Lock-innized @sciphonpylon and @oberorka
This is very low quality drawing, fr fr.
Tha Obliteration weapon
(this is entirely made for my own idea, don't even try to ask...)
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Lock-innized @sciphonpylon and @oberorka
This is very low quality drawing, fr fr.
Tha Obliteration weapon
(this is entirely made for my own idea, don't even try to ask...)
Irium, PC-98
Lever Bros Co, 1947
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
title: the world was wide enough
wordcount: around 3k
rating: Mature for graphic violence
warnings: TW for child abuse, alcohol addiction, mentions of dubcon, graphic violence, death.
summary: (spoilers for last chapter of the comic)
Iris Black is dead.
Long live Iris Black.
// For years, the lab was all he had. The rare gentle touches were his cravings. The instances in which he could get drunk and forget he was locked in, a lab rat in a cage. Coming and feeling satisfied, for once. Stray cats wandering near his only window, peeking their nose in and meowing loudly. Those placid treats, in his monotone gray - he misses them.
Lillium’s hand curls around his, strong but with a loose enough grip that he could shake it off if he so wished.
Instead, he grips tighter.
He might not be able to reach out, but now, Lillium can do it for him.
Iris isn’t letting go.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Summary: Lillium pivots, puts one hand at his elbow and the other over his mouth, and backs him up against the alley wall. Or: Back in Washington State Lab, Lillium told Iris to let him distract the glitch if cornered. Iris does not.
Word count: 2146 (may be continued; see Comments)
Comments: So I just wanted to scratch an itch to write Irium (Lilliris?) UST. I started from that single image, I sort of just wanted to flesh it out in writing since I can’t art. But then, in order, hurt/comfort, banter, and angst followed. Oops. @velocesmells my hand slipped. If there’s fic you want to see that hasn’t been written yet about our apocalypse flower boys, hit me up and I might do it! Including possible sequels in this sort-of ‘verse, I think I’m open to that. (Or even from that college AU I wrote?)
Irium, PC-98
Irium, PC-98
Irium, PC-98