cm pile
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A collection of short drabbles between these three. Plot is not mandatory
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- Part 1 of cm pile
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"His renewable heat source, Firebrand, lays beside him, while Katana is spooning his otherside. The hued lights are dimmed down to be a faint lull, and traces of nutmeg fill the air with whatever Firebrand had been previously cooking. Instead of the permanent mechanical lull of gears turning that he was used to hearing as an imp, there’s the muted thrum of a heartbeat. Because he’s the smallest out of the three, Medkit often ended up getting sandwiched between his meathunks of partners in bed. A genuine safety hazard in the summer, a quaint luxury in the winter. "
Or, A small peek into the intimacy of cold dusks and warm arms.
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- Part 3 of For you, of course
- Part 2 of cm pile
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There’s the sound of a tail thumping against the sand. By some depravity still lingering in his bones, the ache in Firebrand’s body burns at the thought of seeing them disappear once again into that dark tunnel. Hurts him enough to grit teeth. Firebrand, desperate to not want them to leave, lets a pitiful noise from his mouth that he wouldn’t have allowed otherwise.
He croons. Hears the rumble echo throughout the cave, of all things loud enough to make them pause in their step. It’s a far cry from his usual growl— all too desperate and warm to resemble an awfully content hum. Katana freezes in the doorway. An arm rests on the hilt of his sword, unmoving but not untensing either. Where Katana’s sole back gives no hint of a reaction, Medkit fills any details of thought with the way his eye is widened into a dotted pupil. There’s the slow turning of the teal demon’s head.
“..Is there something we missed?” Katana murmurs.
Or, wasting away in the depths of Lost Temple, Firebrand is disgraced and most of all .. sick.
Katana and Medkit try helping him out.Series
- Part 3 of cm pile