#lora/alan

[astercontrol]

the one thing I refuse to accept as canon about Tron 2.0 is that Alan and Lora ever gave a kid that name

"Jethro Eugene Bradley" no. Just no. I don't have a super clear picture in my mind of parents who'd choose that name, but they are NOT Alan and Lora

And this is me knowing how much Alan sucks at choosing names. "Hey i wrote a system security monitor. it is for the computer, and therefore electronic, so i will name it Tron"

Still. Lora knows what she's doing. Enough for both of them. She would not let that happen.

...I mean. Okay. at least he doesn't go by fuckin "Jeb" like that other guy who got those same initials

[rexwrendraws]

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[codekiraqueen]

Time to eat Tronblr 😅😅 I am working on Ram and Kevin too!!!!

...Stickers coming soon 👀👀👀

[what-bot]

[quantum27]

"Trio"

ah yes. this DEFINITELY will not turn into a polycule after the heist

[troninthemiddle]

Just remembered Alan never learnt Tron exists as an intelligent living creature who adores him. Now I'm sad.

[solar-siren]

Open Arms

For the first time in a year, Flynn is in his house, in his bed. His room is dark. Peaceful. Lora and Alan are asleep on either side of him, their arms linked over his chest so they're holding him and each other.

Lora's face is tucked against Flynn's shoulder. Her hair is soft, and it smells like oranges. His arm is wrapped around her back. He can feel her breathing, along with the steady beat of her heart. Meanwhile, Alan is snoring into his hair. One of his ankles is hooked around Flynn's, and the hand that isn't holding Lora's is laced with his.

So much contact from his favorite people is grounding—comforting—but it also causes something inside of Flynn to break. Tears prick at his eyes as he lies there, soaking in their warmth and their touch, the sounds of their breathing.

He missed this. For nearly 50 cycles on the Grid, he'd longed for his partners. Quorra noted his aversion to sleep, and assumed it was because he didn't need it. In truth, Flynn could rarely bring himself to sleep alone. He'd adjusted to it once, after Jordan died. But Alan and Lora brought him so much solace when he finally let them in—he couldn't give them up, too.

Most nights, he'd longed for this exact moment so intently that he couldn't sleep. He'd sit awake, meditating or staring at the place where the portal used to be, until Quorra joined him for the monotony of another day.

Flynn never thought he would have this again. Never thought he would feel this loved, and wanted again. So why does he feel like he doesn't deserve it? Why does it feel like too much?

Maybe he should leave. Get up for just a little while, get some air. Flynn winces, moving as slowly as possible so as not to disturb his counterparts. He doesn't make it very far.

"No," Lora says, half-asleep. Her hold on him tightens. Flynn's heart squeezes painfully, grief and fierce affection making his eyes sting.

"I want to check on Sam," he says.

Alan shifts on his other side, curling closer. "Sam is fine," he murmurs. "He's asleep, like you should be. You both need to rest."

Now they're holding me hostage, Flynn thinks. He can't decide whether to laugh or cry. "I can't sleep," he says.

There's a moment of silence, though he can all but hear Alan and Lora thinking. Flynn learned long ago that they can communicate without words—much like their programs.

Oh, their programs… God, he hurt them, too.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Alan asks. Guilt swirls in Flynn's gut. He didn't mean to wake them, doesn't want to bother them.

"I'm not sure where to start. It doesn't really make sense." Flynn laughs weakly. "It's just weird, being back home. I mean—I'm glad I'm here. I wanted this so badly. But it's still… strange. I didn't think it would feel like this much of an adjustment."

It's stupid. Flynn has been back for mere hours, hardly long enough for such worries to hold merit. What right does he have to complain? To the people who saved him, no less?

They should rebuke him. They don't.

"You can have all the time you need, Flynn," Lora says. "We're not going anywhere."

"And neither are you," Alan adds, somewhere between teasing and threatening.

Flynn sniffs. Definitely inconspicuous.

"I don't deserve you guys," he says.

Lora hums. "Doesn't matter," she says. "You have us."

She rubs at his arm, small, soothing motions. Alan cards a hand through his hair. Flynn melts into their ministrations; closes his eyes.

"You were gone for a year, Flynn. If we wanted to move on without you, we would have. We didn't. We spent every free moment looking for you, and then we found you." Lora kisses his shoulder. "You're home now. You're safe. And you're right where you're wanted."

"Thank you," Flynn chokes. "I'm sorry for what I put you through."

"We know," Alan says. "But we can talk about that later. All that matters right now is that we're together again."

Flynn nods. When he remembers the darkness, he squeezes their hands.

"Do you want some space?" Lora asks gently. Still, Flynn can hear the hesitation there.

"No," he says. "Please. Don't go."

They don't. Lora begins to hum—a Journey song Flynn hasn't heard in far too long—and Alan nuzzles closer. Flynn finally feels himself relax.

Before the song is over, they're all asleep.

[vppacer]

Random Tron thingies I made

(creds to @/the_angler_mann in twt for dis one ↑)

[tronsgender]

It just occurred to me that Alan nearly killed both Sam and Jet through his programs. Tron/Rinzler almost got Sam. Ma3a almost got Jet. F in the chat. And sure, it's not directly Alan's fault, but you bet it keeps him up at night, knowing just how close those crazy kids were to dying at his hands. No matter how indirectly.

[coupleofdays]

Alan: "I don't even balance my checkbook on downtime. I have an abacus at home for that."

Kevin: "Oh, really? I'd love to come over to your place sometime and... do some calculations on your abacus, Alan."

Lora: "Oh my god, Kevin, that is the nerdiest pickup line I've ever heard."

Kevin: "Hey, it's working, isn't it?"

Alan: "...yeah."

Dillinger: "Please get out of my office, all of you."

[murderbees]

The Anti-Fashion Icon, Alan Bradley

King of "it's comfortable, why wouldn't I wear it?"

(Flynn gave him those pants as a prank, and no one knows where he managed to find the jacket)

[vatyrn]

I love the 82 movie so much, miss yori/lora :( theyre also so polycule to me (including jordan later)

[bookwormlover10]

I was playing tomodachi live and I have Tron characters as miis on and my alan Mii just ended up with yori and I think it's so funny.

Tron His Best friend too. He's also good pals with my grandpa for some reason. Now I'm hoping Lora and Tron ended up a thing because that would be so funny. If only they talked.

But that's not the best part. Flynn ended up with Barbie. Yes that Barbie. It was a best friend to lovers moments. The man went to the first blonde he saw. I will keep you updated if something happens though. but I pray to the tomodachi God that they get married and Barbie becomes Sam mom because that would be so funny

[mousesketches]

the return of no context monday

[what-bot]

[Kevin telling a story about how he survived a laser blast, got trapped in a computer and forced to overthrow the admin to escape] It was crazy, man

Alan who once heard Kevin accidentally call the Grinch the grink: Was the grink there?

[radiantlyrey]

First Meetings, or: A Universe in Grains of Sand on AO3!!!

Summary: Tron meets his User for the first time when Flynn brings his friends Alan and Lora to the Grid. Chapters: 5/5 Words: 13,176 words

At long last, I have finished the "TRON fic: a sort-of sequel AU thing" from a year and a half ago!!! This is that fic!! It's finished now!!!!! Please read it!!!!!!!!!!!!