#promare fic

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Warm Blanket by surveycorpsjean

spend some time with me (i really like your company) by fencer_x

Come On, Baby, Light My Fire by SerotoninShift

The First Day of the Rest of Your Life by JJsADragon

Trails of Fire (and Where They Lead) by fencer_x

[nooowestayandgetcaught]

Flattery Will Get You Everywhere

read on AO3

~1k, Aina Ardebit/Lucia Fex, G-rating, Canon AU

Summary: When a deep freeze winter storm hits Promepolis, the Mad Burnish seem to hide out underground with their plans. Aina enjoys the peace… up until she's accidentally made into a test subject for one of Lucia's newest inventions: the Truth-Telling Ray.

[wordssometimesfail]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

And that’s how Galo Thymos comes to stand in the middle of the Burning Rescue breakroom, surrounded by his teammates and the generals of Mad Burnish, pointing an accusing finger at Lio Fotia, and declaring: “Lio! I gave you my first kiss on the Parnassus—now, what are you gonna do about it?”

Doing a little fic-boost for myself! I have no clue why it's taken me 2 fucking years to write anything for this fandom, Promare rocketshipped itself to one of my favourite movies of all time... pretty much 5 minutes into my first viewing.

[morinokunikara]

so the fic is still very much a work in progress but i thought id share my oc child for the promare adoption fic! nova navina at 11 and at 14. former burnish, and im trying to find a way to fit the idea of the promare coming back into my fic.

the whole fic starts about a year post canon and then fastorwards 3 more years. after losing their parents to a fire and being thrown into foster care, they grew to hate the world, and quickly grew to hate adults as well due to the care in the group home being absolutely awful. they scare off potential parents/foster parents, are constantly combative, and terrorize others in the home. a real tough and angry kid but who wouldnt be. they have a necklace with a charm in the shape of a promare flame their mother made for them, and a few other things that were in a storage that they were allowed keep, including recordings of them as a child.

at 14, they are fostered by lio and galo. galo rescued them from the fire they lost their parents in, and sees a lot of his past situation in there. he grew up in a group home as well, and knows its no place to grow up in, so he desperately wants to at the very least foster them until they can find a permanent family. it takes years of struggle and fighting against still discriminatory people rejecting them on account of lio’s past, but they eventually get things arranged. the fic follows them and nova becoming a family and learning to process their pain. im really excited about this fic and im willing to talk about it if anyone has questions!!

[capetowncapers]

Shameless self promo here but I’m linking my most recent Galolio fanfic since the last link I posted kind of got buried 👌🏻 enjoy some workplace banter and shameless flirting from our favorite boys 💖

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[succubitchxoxo]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: Promare (2019) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Lio Fotia/Galo Thymos, Minor or Background Relationship(s), Gueira/Meis (Promare) Characters: Lio Fotia, Galo Thymos, Meis (Promare), Gueira (Promare), Ignis Ex, Original Characters Additional Tags: Idiots in Love, Marriage Proposal, Post-Canon, Christmas, Extra Cheesy, Fluff, Some angst, Happy Ending, Arson, Threatening Letters, Threats towards children, Galo and Lio are dads they just don't know it yet, I worked a moppet into the story oops, toddlers having meltdowns, Lio says fuck the police, Galo is best boy, Galo is emotionally intelligent, he just wants his bf to be happy, the real mvps are the lesbian couple who run the orphanage, Galo gets the "he cries you die" talk from Gueira, Meis and Gueira go have a more interesting adventure off screen, oh look the horny budget kicked in, Making Out In Public, doing dirty things in a dirty cab, Lio can sit on Galo like a throne it's his right to do so, they're horny and in love, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, some dirty talk, Top Lio in the beginning, Bottom Lio at the end, Galo just wants to make Lio feel good, and ask big important life questions at 3am Summary:

Galo wants to propose to his amazing, wonderful boyfriend Lio on Christmas Eve.

And it goes perfectly according to plan and definitely nothing bad happens.

(Featuring art from Octostardraws!)

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Were it not for the blanket between them, Lio thinks they would have merged together by now. Two souls in one body, like they’d been on the day they burnt the Earth, thinking and moving in sync, so alike in that moment that the boundaries of the physical world ceased to matter. It feels similar to that, now, half asleep and content in the warmth of their tiny couch haven, Galo's arms around him and his steady heartbeat against his ear, so close it could be his own.

..

(A moment that I ended up cutting from See You In Fire)

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Read it on 🍞 AO3 Link or below:

Lio knows what he looks like.

He knows what people think when they look at him, especially as his appearance makes them fall under the illusion that when it comes to him, they can get away with unleashing the beasts they have lurking underneath

At least until Lio shows them what it means to house a beast too large for your body and circumstances.

The thing with Lio now is, when he talks, people listen.

Now.

but that hadn't always been the case

born to a family who gave too many fucks about public appearance and too few about their own flesh and blood

he was taught from a young age that children should be seen and not heard

to be controlled and not control

to be polite and proper and use their words

(Lio had always been better at letting his actions do the explaining for him)

(his bare hands - all fists and bones and cleanly healed callouses)

(his fire; fire that had nothing to do with housing aliens from another dimension in his body and mind and heart and soul)

Lio was the strongest of the burnish

“When the Boss’s flames are alive, the flame of the Burnish will live on!”

The promare, he now understood, wanted to burn it all to the ground, and his urge to burn had been the strongest of them all

what did it mean

did the promare prefer him most because his bloodlust matched theirs?

Lio wore duty like a beloved security blanket. He was Atlas and Prometheus and Helios all at once. He was the burner and the burned.

He was-

he was-

he was-

(Atlas shrugged.)

When Lio was younger and still unfamiliar with the literal simmering heat of bone-deep rage that never seemed to be quenched and the monsters it made of them all-

Lio Fotia used to have a sister.

Younger.

the only thing they shared were their last names - Fotia

she had been born in front of him and the first time he had held her, still trembling from her perilous journey into this world that had already started testing her

their father had been on the phone, hammering out the last negotiations for her betrothal

And blinking away trembling tears that blurred her crunchy baby face from view

he had then sworn an oath, I will protect you

it was the first - but not the last - time he had taken up arms for someone else

Eos, they named her

if he was Helios of the sun, then she was the dawn of his light

Hello Eos.

Welcome to Earth.

It's hot in the summer and cold in the winter. It's round and wet and crowded. I'll teach you how to ride a bike and sneak out of windows at night and use a slingshot and push you on the swing even though it’s my turn to fly.

Eos, if there is something I could tell you, god damn, you've got to be kind, despite it all. You've got to be kind.

I will make sure you have ample luxury to be.

It used to bother him

how they looked nothing alike

and it used to fill him with rage, that burned burned burned, whenever her fiance would come by and dismiss her with a glance and not look at the hair she had painstakingly learnt over multiple hours from Youtube videos and then made him learn to do for her, and the dress she had changed her mind on, no less than 10 times

Eos liked pretty things

and, she used to laugh, Lio, you are the prettiest of them all.

she liked to hold colourful butterflies and delicate sparrows in her hands and admire them

and then, she just... let them go

she always let them go

no matter how much it delighted her to look at them

she always let them go

and with her, Lio too, learnt a little about what it meant to be kind

(but he still hasn't learnt how to let go)

One careless afternoon, her fiance made her cry

That summer afternoon, Lio Fotia almost took his first life (and came into his burnish identity)

It was her cries that alerted him before he dealt the killing blow

Later-

Later.

when he was allowed to see her next

she brought with her bread and an unopened letter from their father

"What's in it?"

"I haven't read it"

"Hm."

they talked - not about the, now literal, flames that lived in his soul

but just talked

while breaking pieces of the bread to feed the fish in the fountain next to them

it was nice

right before she had to leave, she sat up and said the magical, familiar words, "Do you want to try something cool I saw on Youtube?"

Lio had smiled.

she had then taken out the bread clip that had been holding the bread packet closed

and clipped it onto his ear

"There." She had said, satisfied. "I knew that would work"

Lio had looked at her questioningly

Eos had smiled, "Your ears are just as thick as mine, Brother. So, I figured this trick would work."

Lio blinked.

Their ears were the same?

Lio had always searched for traces of similarity in her face, but had never found any

but maybe he had always been looking in the wrong places

"How do I look?" Lio said smiling, for the first time in a while

Eos had smiled brightly

and then

that smile trembled

"Like the prettiest thing in the world" she had said and then clutched him to her, not letting go

(but Lio caught sight of the white envelope from the corner of his eye)

and for the first time, he let go.

gently loosening her grip on him, he smiled, "Impossible. You are in the world."

Wiping at her eyes, too open and not knowing enough about the world to be discreet about it - and if Lio had any say in it, she never would have to be discreet about it - she had shaken her head stubbornly

"No. A-and you have to promise me. You will remain the prettiest person in the world. Brother, oh, Brother, your flames felt so warm and safe."

Lio blinked.

Safe, huh.

For her, he swore - the second oath he ever made, they always would be.

After she left, he opened the letter

Son, the Burnish Task Force will be collecting you in a day's time. We cannot be held responsible for harboring illegal burnish and this will impact your sister's prospects. She will be getting married when she turns 18, and cannot have a burnish for a brother-

Lio had just smiled, letting his flames consume the letter

"What's in it?"

"I haven't read it"

When did you learn to obfuscate, little dawn?

and tugging gently on the bread clip still attached to his ear, but not enough to make it let go.

That night, Lio Fotia ran away from his home and made the third oath of his life and started figuring out what it meant for his flames to be warm and safe.

Lio Fotia used to have a sister.

The only thing they shared were their last names - Fotia, and... their thick ears

and when she was to be married, her name would go but her thick ears would remain.