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“It just… makes things fucking interesting, you know?”
“...Really. How so?” Robert said, drawing each of the syllables out slowly.
“It's like... a challenge," Flambae said, trying not to flounder. "I mean, sure, I pull whenever we go out but it’s like, not even hard, you get what I’m saying?” He gestured to their table: “not when the only other competition for those interested in dick is a furry, a stoner kid made of rocks, some 3ft loser who’s already fucking whipped, and fucking… I dunno. Connecticut Clark.”
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The one in which Flambae invents an intricate ritual rather than admit he finds Robert attractive.
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- Part 4 of fuck it! dispatch fic collection
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13 Jul 2026
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Overview: Canon Storyline with Flambae as love interest. Angst, sweet/smut, eventual fluff
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Invisigal accidentally outs Robert as Mechaman in what she thinks is a private conversation with Blonde Blazer, not realizing that Flambae is close enough to overhear her.
Struggling to control his horrible temper, Chad goes to the gym to blow off steam and think…where he finds Robert trapped under the weights.
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Breathe. Count to ten. You’re not a villain anymore…you’re a good man, and you can do good things.
“Ask me to stop,” Chad breathed, the muscles of his arms quivering under the powerful desire to end Mechaman right there in the headquarters. He needed something else, someone else to step in, but they were completely alone. Even the janitors had gone home. “No, beg me to stop.”
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06 Jul 2026
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A coffin is brought in. They're going to lock Louis in it and let his starvation drive him mad, then toss Claudia out into the sun.
Claudia… they're going to kill her.
His confused mind rallies and thoughts begin to properly solidify as a new rage powers him. They're going to kill her. These pathetic little fledglings with delusions of grandeur less than fifty years into the night think that they're going to kill blood-of-his-blood? He, sole heir of Magnus, who drank of the Old Queen herself?
They think they're going to kill his daughter?
No.
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29 Jun 2026
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“Hold up, hold up!” Prism chuckled, handing him the orange, square-shaped cover. “You better read yours.”
“For what? I already know what it says. ‘ Flambae is amazing, and so fucking strong, and hot, and I’m a bitch! Also, he’s hot’. “
She raised a brow.
Shoulders dropping, he opened the folder, and his eyes dimmed slightly.
“ ‘Chad is the biggest asshole I’ve ever met.’
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The Z-Team get their hands on Robert’s reports about them. Flambae doesn’t like what he finds, and makes sure Robert knows.
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23 Jun 2026
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“Bob-Bob, we have a problem.”
Robert adjusted his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, and clicked immediately through to the 1-to-1 window on his Dispatch screen, ready and on hand. “I’m on deck. What’s happening, Bae?”
“Well, there’s really no easy way to say this, but… I’m irresistible.”
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In combat, Flambae gets hit by a spell that makes everyone fall in love with him. Luckily, one specific person seems to be immune.
Series
- Part 3 of fuck it! dispatch fic collection
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20 Jun 2026