Promare Brainrot made me do this. It is a short story about Galo trying to find the perfect gift for Lio

Lio and Galo have known each other since childhood and have mad crushes on one another. When Lio's apartment is fire, can Galo come to the rescue before it's too late?

En medio de las constantes revueltas de los hijos del fuego, Galo Thymos se convertirá en rey de Promepolis con la única condición de procrear un descendiente Alfa. Su prometido, Lio, es un príncipe del fuego y rehén de Promepolis desde su niñez. Actualmente, el deber político de Lio es engendrar un heredero para Galo; su deseo, sin embargo, es acabar con la dinastía Thymos.

Ninguno de los dos podía evitar decir: "esa es nuestra canción" cada vez que la oían. Se habían conocido con algo de alcohol encima, y habían llevado una relación "profunda" demasiado rápido; sin embargo, aún ahora, allí estaban, cantando juntos, durmiendo juntos y completamente hipnotizados. Había sido un caos para quienes los conocían, pero todo estaba mejor que nunca.

Les flammes des Burnish ont disparu depuis trois mois, laissant Gueira impuissant et enragé devant l'impossibilité de les remplacer. Il lui faudra un autre type de feu pour déconstruire ses désillusions et accepter de regarder la réalité en face. OS, Rating T, HxH. Couverture : SAUCECAT sur Pixiv.

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In a world without the Promare, what has become of society? What has become of the planet? And what will become of the men who helped seal them away? (GaloxLio - may be changed to rating M later if I turn this into a story. Title of story may change.)

Gabriella Thymos is Galo's little sister, and secretly a burnish whose flames are weak enough that she can live a normal life with her idiot brother none the wiser. What happens when she meets Lio Fotia? And starts a relationship that will change everything? Five part story following certain scenes from the film. Lio X OC pairing (super fluffy, maybe a lemon if I feel like one)

"He wakes up freezing, the cold ache deep in his bones, and even though his skin feels hot where it's touching Galo's bare arm under the blanket he's still so goddamn cold everywhere else it barely registers." Lio struggles with the emptiness the Promare left behind. Galo helps.

Est-ce un rencard ? Une farce ? Une occasion pour les amis de Lio de se mêler de la vie amoureuse de leur ex-chef bien aimé ? Un peu de tout ça à la fois. Et un fantôme.

Galo is a bartender, and Lio? He is more than just the leader of a biker gang. They are two completely different people, but somehow still manage to fall for each other. Contains GaloLio, Yaoi, Lemon!

It's not normalcy that scares Lio but redundancy. Without his flames, who even is he? Galo hopes to help his friend answer that question but the revelation of a Burnish secret only adds fuel to the fire. Good thing he's adept at putting out blazes but still must also be careful to nurture the fickle flame of the heart. Eventual GaloxLio

Dos jóvenes cobardes usando un ingrediente que detestan para comunicarse. ¿Cuál será el desenlace? [Fanfic escrito para el proyecto colaborativo "Stay with me" organizado por la página de Facebook "Promare Latinoamérica"].

In which Galo requests some very unconventional TLC. Contains vore, as always.

A real odd couple situation has occurred in Galo's home, with him extending his spare room to Lio. Lio's determined to move out as soon as possible, but Galo isn't so keen on that idea.

Galo was unsure why Lio usually retreated onto the balcony of their apartment late at night, nursing a constant stream of cigarettes, so he decided to follow him one night. Rated K for fluff.

Galo is missing. Having known him since they were young, Aina sets off to find him. The journey sparks memories of her childhood with Heris, her sister.

Le monde était sauf, et les Promare également ; ne restait plus qu'un vide en place du cœur des Burnish, où l'hiver était roi. Lio Fotia l'avait remarqué, là où le froid mordait, les blessures ne guérissaient pas. Peut-être ne manquait-il qu'une étincelle pour faire fondre la glace, et Galo Thymos, le cœur en ébullition porté en bandoulière, ne dirait sûrement pas le contraire.

Galo has to get creative while trying to figure out Lio's current self worth, because he never lets his walls down except when they're together.

[AU] Cuándo es que el humo se vuelve compañía perfecta y una canción de amor hace la magia. Cuándo que el tiempo se detenga. Cuándo el mañana traerá el olvido y la noche se olvide de él.

Tenía 10 años cuando el reloj comenzó a ir hacia atrás. Ya no le daba tiempo, sino que se lo arrebataba. Tenía 15 cuando comprendió que ya no podía perder ni un segundo. Cumplía 18 cuando le conoció y comenzó a vivir. A los 22 años, su reloj estaba roto.

Lio breaks out a few hours too late, and the Parnassus is already in the air. Galo reaches the enraged dragon a few minutes too late. Deus Prometh's lab remains untouched, and the Deus X Machina continues to collect dust under the ice.

Galo learns the hard way that some rescues aren't so simple. When the immediate repercussions of losing the Promare hit Lio, his bond with Galo becomes a matter of survival for the Burnish leader. Forging a path to recovery is both painful and revealing, and it's final test promises a deadly price for failure. It's H/C, folks. With stakes.

Y esas descuidadas palabras salieron tan naturales, que simplemente, removieron algo en él, Lio Fotia.

Even the Absolute Zero bullet cannot tame the Promare. Everything burns.