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Louis rolls his shoulders, leans back on the headrest, and smiles. He'd cracked the window as soon as the driver pulled away from the airport, and there's fall air drifting through, the smell of the city, jasmine and gasoline.
It hadn't even been too long a trip, but these particular type of tedious meetings have a way of leaving him drained after a few days anyway. But the deal's done, and the remaining loose ends will be tied up by the time he wakes up tomorrow, and he's nearly home. What he needs, he thinks as the car pulls down their street, is a long, steamy shower in Lestat’s arms, followed by or maybe overlapping with enough dick to kill a mortal man. Then sleep, cradled with him in the coffin, rinse and repeat. Seventy-two hours of that routine, at least, and he’ll be back to normal. Maybe a week. He blocks his calendar for ten days, just in case.
in which nothing much happens & everything’s easy
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13 Aug 2026
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Robert's sexual frustration is palpable, enough to make it the entire Z-Team's problem, and Flambae's stuck trying to figure out how to fix it.
It can't be that hard, right...?
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Robert and Flambae are both fucking whipped and everybody knows except them.
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07 Jan 2026
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“What are you doing?!” He hisses. He tries to pull away, but Chad’s hands come up firm on his hips.
“Why don’t you go focus on work, huh? You’re still on the clock.” Chad winks, and then he’s hooking his fingers into the string of Robert’s sweatpants.
He really shouldn’t indulge this behavior. He should stand up, smack Chad upside the head, and then lock himself in the guest room until he’s sure he isn’t about to get groped by his not-boyfriend.
What he does instead is he turns back to his computer and un-mutes his mic.
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Five times Robert and Flambae get freaky without getting caught and fall in love as a consequence.
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- Part 1 of In the Language of Heat and Steel
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24 Apr 2026
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Overview: Robert descent into anti-hero AU, canon divergence. Angst for the strong. Angst/hurty/smut.
Personal fav of my fics!
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Mecha Man falls, but the Phoenix program never existed to catch him.
Without friends or the mech suit, Robert Robertson is desperate and reduced to his last options when one of Shroud’s lieutenants hunts him down in his apartment…one whose strange augments give him an idea.
Robert is done with the high road. He’s ready to do what he has to do to take his city back.
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“If he dies, he dies,” Shroud said slowly. “If he survives…then Mecha Man can watch his city burn. Without the astral pulse, that suit is worthless. I don’t care about him.”
The astral pulse.
If Chad could find it, then it could be the solution to his problems. If he could find it, he could fix everything.
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28 Jan 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.
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- Part 3 of fuck it! dispatch fic collection
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17 Apr 2026