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Halfway done with the Photios (& Ignatios) #MeetMyOC folding minicomic for DC Zinefest!! #DCZF2026

CW: dismemberment, abuse
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#Photios #myart #minicomics
Front and back cover to Photios and Ignatios's Meet My OC folding minicomic! The front cover features the title written out as Byzantine style jewellery. Young Photios and Ignatios are on the front cover and their older versions are on the back cover 1000AD "We were born of the sea." A woman with long white hair stands in the shallows of the black sea, arms extended. A group of nuns wait at the shore as two eggs float closer One nun picks up an egg. Inside the egg is a baby. "Yuliana the eunuch-maker cared for us in the house infirmary, where we watched her perform our family legacy, the flesh arts." Photios and Ignatios as young children watching Yuliana turn a boy into a eunuch. She drops the dismembered genitals into a bowl of other discarded members. "At six, I was given to the church." Photios scrubs the floor of the church while a priest looks on. He is Father Slavoj, Foster Dad, soon to be Bishop. "You were groomed for the court." Ignatios dancing in a line of other boys. He sweats as the overseer switches another boy in the ass as he gets the steps wrong
November 4, 2026 at 1:03 PM
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#MeetMyOC #NSFW #Photios
Completing the front page; back page of the minicomic covers the years 1096-1200AD and is still in progress for #DCZF2026
CW: abuse, incest, torture, body horror
"Under the iron grip of our family, we found solace in one another." Photios being whipped; Ignatios getting punched. The executioners saw a prisoner in half. The twins cling to each other, their relationship moving from comfort to sex as they cope with their family life. "As they twisted us to their liking, we grew crueler to each other." Photios having his dick stroked by another nobleman in the garden. Ignatios rushes up, enraged, unsheathing his sword. Ignatios has Photios tied to a target haystack, cutting off his long braid. A smirking Photios gets his retribution, sitting on Ignatios's back after an ambush, cutting off his ponytail. "Your love formed a briar." Ignatios smirking, his hand buried in Photios's chest, wrapped around his heart. His abusive words become thorns, wrapping around them both, cutting them both. ('look how much I've done for you' 'no one else could love you like I do' 'i ask so little...' 'you'll never leave me, we're family..' 'I'm the best you'll ever get' 'you can be so ungrateful' 'don't be so cold, I need you..') 1040 "You were wed and sent to Constantinople." Photios watches from the back of the room as Ignatios takes his wife's hand on the day of their wedding. "Relief found me in your absence." Photios lying in bed with a cup of warm soup, looking out his window. Momentarily at peace....
November 4, 2026 at 6:51 PM