Catching Cinders 00: An Open Letter To ScyStorm

So… Burning Curiosity is a piece of furry media that I have a long history with. For those who don’t know, my time with the furry fandom began as a rather mercenary relationship. I was doing story comms on my defunct DA account for a while and...

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Catching Cinders Ch. 06: American Healthcare is a Farce

Chapter 06: american healthcare is a farce content warnings: consensual incest between adults exhibitionism hyper medical setting photographic sex work pregnancy/mpreg * * * **…week eleven…** “calig stallone.”

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Catching Cinders 0: Forward, Content Warning, & Thanks

* * * _ **This is a fanwork of a NSFW furry erotica featuring explicit sex scenes. As such I'd highly recommend reading the original work** _ _ **and will include CWs for the themes of both ScyStorm's original story and my own writing.** _ ## _...

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Catching Cinders Ch. 09: Biting the Bullet

* * * **…Week Fourteen…** Tyson anxiously checked the living room clock, his anxiety unalleviated by the spicy aroma drifting from the kitchen. _They promised they wouldn’t be late._ He checked his phone out of habit but remembered he’d done...

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Catching Cinders Ch. 01: Settling In

“Ungh, wait, that's gonna be too tight!” “Stop whining, Kiddo. It'll fit just fine!” “Yeah, it just needs a push! We'll do the grunt work- all ya gotta do is guide it in!” “al_-_ **huff** _-_alright, dad. on three?” **“** _ **one… two…** _ _ **-**...

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Catching Cinders Ch. 03: Knowing the Odds

* * * **…Week Five…** Elan glanced at the clock. seven-the-fuck-o’clock. Over five fuckin' hours since he’d been whisked into the hospital and forced to changed into this scratchy gown. The garment was miserably thin and the room he was in so drafty...

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Catching Cinders Ch. 02: Worst Case Scenario

* * * **…Week Five…** Elan had his paws curled underneath his yellow miniskirt as he scrolled through his assigned reading. It was for his costuming class next Monday. He’d learn to love clothes and sewing back in high school but this textbook was...

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Catching Cinders Ch. 07: Lucky Pull

* * * **…Week Twelve…** Elan sat on his father's lap, body swathed in the warmth of his mane. It was the kind of comfort that made it hard not to doze. Tyson's knot slowly throbbing against his prostate was certainly a compounding factor. He...

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Catching Cinders Ch. 05: Ground Rules

* * * **…Week Ten…** Elan covertly peeked at Owyn over the top of his phone. The Arcanine was sprawled over the couch, shirtless and beer in hand. Elan’s nose wrinkled, but he hid it behind his phone. _Fuck he stinks when he drinks. And not...

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Catching Cinders Ch. 08: Stick The Landing

* * * ## **...Week Fourteen...** Elan stared down the grey townhouse out the back window of Tyson's pickup. Tyson's truck was supposed to have passenger space but Owyn was so huge he had to push his seat all the way back just to fit....

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Catching Cinders Ch. 04: Unicorn Hunt

* * * **…Week Eight…** Elan and Calig sat next to each other at the _Brick’n’Mortar_, Flynt U's campus cafe that had picked up the unfortunate nickname of “The Brick.” True to its name, the interior facade was red brick walls and fake cherrywood...

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