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"So you wanna kill him? Thought you were over that."
"No! That's the problem!" Flambae angrily stabbed a scallop with his fork. "I don't want to kill him, but I feel this fuckin'-- it's not anger, it's this weird... aggression. Can't explain it."
"So you wanna fuck him?"
Flambae pinched the bridge of his nose. "No, fuck off. This might be a real problem for me. What if I give in to the urge and just crisp him at his seat, huh? What then? Supermax for life, that's what."
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Flambae experiences cuteness aggression for the first time. He doesn't know how to deal with it.
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20 Jun 2026
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Vimes sleeps with an assassin. Just, not the one you'd expect...
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- Part 1 of just the man who pays my wages
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19 Jun 2026
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Someone tries to kill Vetinari; Vimes takes it personally.
Quick little fic written for the angry confession prompt "Don't you dare walk away from me—not after everything—not when I'm finally telling you the truth" requested by helenvader - thank you!
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07 Jun 2026
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Two alphas on a team tend to generate the wrong kind of friction. Robert, reinstated as Mecha Man and the new leader of the Z-Team after the fall of the Red Ring, finds himself constantly butting heads with Flambae on the job.
Blazer hopes that a new dispatcher might alleviate the professional stress. But when an omega is introduced to the dynamic, Robert learns about a rare physical reaction that occurs when a normie alpha and a super alpha are “competing” (they’re not competing) for the same partner.
Biologists call it pheromone mimicry. Robert, who suddenly starts to smell a hell of a lot like an omega, would call it the worst rut that he’s ever had.
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21 May 2026
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When Uncle Chad picks her up from the hospital, he says, “Hey,” and pats the passenger seat. “You can sit up front if you want.”
Or: Flambae's niece tries to fly. It goes poorly.
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- Part 1 of fire, walk with me
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07 Apr 2026
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Pinched between his thumb and forefinger, Robert jiggles the stash in Sonar’s face.
“Oh- Pssh, c’mon, dude- That's not-” Sonar sputters. “I didn't even know that was in there! And it's such a tiny bit anyway. That's nothing. Barely one line!”
“For who?” Robert gives the baggie an aggressive flick. “Mr. Snuffleupagus?”
“Don't be mean, Robbie. I'm self-conscious about my nostrils.”
Robert helps Sonar kick his coke habit. Through unconventional means.
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02 Apr 2026
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“Oho, finally figured it out, huh? God, I should have kno-” Flambae pauses. Looks at Robert. Looks at him properly, looks at Robert’s bewildered expression, the way his eyes flicker from Flambae’s chest and in a moment, as if it’s instinct, a well-worn urge to check, Robert’s eyes flicker down to his own chest and then back up.
It takes Flambae a second to gather the words. “Sorry, too?”
Robert nods once, slowly, as if in a trance. “Yeah. I’m, uh, trans. Also. Assuming that’s what you meant by, uh, clock.”or, What do you do when you realize your kinda-coworker kinda-frenemy is also trans? Fuck about it, probably.
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- Part 3 of The Trans Flambert Trifecta
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27 Mar 2026
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The only girl I ever loved was Robert in "drag" by Arcturus_Ish
Fandoms: Dispatch (Video Game)
13 Dec 2025
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It was supposed to be funny.
A bribe to get Prism to go on a call she would rather die than do. It was barely memorable, but whatever it was had been enough to earn her stubborn refutes.
A joking, “I'll let you do my makeup after shift if you do this without insulting anyone there.” Like a peace offering, only coated in sarcasm. An olive branch promising his own humiliation.
Everyone had laughed, it got Prism to concede.
It had still been funny when Prism had the others over, had pulled out her entire makeup collection. Flambae had laughed, knowing for sure that Robert - normal, boring, probably straight Robert wouldn't be caught dead actually letting this happen.
Funnier still when Robert actually showed up himself, immediately being pulled into a circle consisting of only Prism and Malevola as Coupè had sequestered herself onto one of Prism's many plush couches to read more of her book.
It had stopped being funny after that.
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The fic where Robert gets his makeup done and Flambae is very normal about it.Bookmarked by KikyoShotFirst
15 Mar 2026
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“Go home. Cry like a little bitch into your pillow. Then wake up in the morning and thank me.”
Robert laughs hollowly. “Thank you? For what?”
“For one less regret on your list,” Flambae answers.
From the ashes of rock bottom, Robert is given an opportunity to start anew as The Phoenix Program's latest dispatcher. Only the past isn't so easily left behind...
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11 Mar 2026
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He comes back with gauze and disinfects the split skin on his knuckles. Flambae himself is hardly injured, aside from a few bruises Robert supposes he is going to wear proudly. He doesn't even sit next to him, he stands there in front of the couch, wrapping gauze around his hand with just enough care to stay on, but messy enough to show that he isn't doing this for him.
Robert sucks his lower lip between his teeth for a moment, but it's not enough to keep himself from stating what he had been thinking ever since Flambae rejoined the team. “You're still mad at me.”~Robert has an opportunity to spend some one-on-one time with Flambae. From then on, it spirals out of control.
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09 Mar 2026
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Vimes is taken to pay a visit to the tailor.
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27 Feb 2026
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in which Flambae has a morbid fascination with the only man he knows that'd unironically enjoy drinking a Super-Sized Dulce de Leche extra-sweet, extra-whip, extra-crunch, quadruple-espresso-shot Latte. In one sitting.
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Kadir hadn't been lying when he’d said Robert Robertson the fucking Third wasnt his damn type. Not that he was put off by twinks --he’s had his fair few, but compared to the dispatcher he usually preferred his men prettier, more muscular, more pliant . . more eager. But, Rob-Bob, unfortunately . . . had this way about him, some strange sort of pull in the dip of his voice and tilt of his head and hood of his rounded doe’s-eyes when he talked to you with his full attention. Like it was some precious commodity. However oblivious he was or wasn’t, it made people circle around him, like he had his own gravity. It made them stupid.And Kadir was being stupid. Honestly, straight up, not-even-Robert’s-fault stupid. Standing here, with a slow-melting iced-caffeine-monstrosity balanced on the palm of his hand, fingers making the least contact possible with the sides.
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25 Feb 2026
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Several months after Invisigal disappeared with Shroud's mask, Robert is falling apart. He can't taste, can't feel, can't stop his off-the-books investigation into underground surgeons removing failed Red Ring implants. Every back-alley beating, every late-night break-in is just him chasing pain to cut through the numbness. To feel alive again.
The Z team are starting to notice, and they have their own plans to help Robert.
Flambae's got an alternative therapy in mind. The kind that doesn't end with Robert bleeding out behind a club. The kind that involves heat, control, and getting his dispatcher out of his system once and for all.
A story about choosing to live and finding heat in all the wrong (right) places.
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20 Feb 2026
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"Yeah, that's more like it," Flambae breathed, when they broke apart. "Mecha Bitch."
Robert swallowed, feeling the muscles in his throat working against the man's palm.
"You know, that 'bitch' would sit a lot better if you ever actually managed to beat me," he said, knowing that he was literally playing with fire. And not really caring.
Flambae's nostrils flared.
"And what if I want to fuck you? And what if I want to fuck you up?" he said, his fingers spasming around Robert's neck before relaxing a fraction. He took a deep breath, visibly trying to center himself. "I want you out of my fucking system, but I don't... I don't actually want either of us to get seriously hurt," he admitted.
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- Part 2 of Gamification
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20 Feb 2026
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Sudden Strange Fancy by hushedtones
Fandoms: Discworld - Terry Pratchett, Monstrous Regiment - Terry Pratchett
02 Feb 2024
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Mal and Polly clear some things up on the ferry ride, and take advantage of a private room.
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19 Feb 2026
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Prompt was "taboo." Polly has something to offer jonesing addict Maladict that's better than methadone. (Monstrous Regiment; Polly/Mal) Squick warning for bloodplay that's not quite your usual bloodplay.
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19 Feb 2026
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Boy, I'm Looking For A Fire (I'm Only Asking For Desire) by acestyx
Fandoms: Dispatch (Video Game)
26 Nov 2025
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“Look.” he continued, hands raised in surrender. “You’re pissed. I get it. As you know, the rest of my day wasn’t that fucking great either.”
He nodded towards the corner of the ceiling, where one of several small CCTV cameras sat. “But if you’re going to incinerate me, could you at least do it in a blind spot? I don’t exactly want my charred corpse caught in 4k.”
Flambae glanced around at the cameras, puffing out a warm, steady breath. He met Robert’s gaze again, hot embers burning beneath his glare. Flambae’s other fist curled, trembling slightly.
Robert licked his lips and braced, fully expecting to have to come up with a brand new excuse tomorrow for why his nose was busted this time around.
Instead, his eyes narrowed when Flambae’s glare — for the smallest, most imperceptibly short moment — flitted down, tracking the motion. Flambae’s gaze snapped back up, looking caught.
Robert blinked, eyes widening. His mouth fell open, the corner of his mouth ticking up just a fraction. “Oh.”
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Or, Robert and Flambae run into eachother after hours, post the “comms incident”. They argue a bit, then finish what they started.
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- Part 2 of Slow Burn
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16 Feb 2026
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“Who the fuck even are you?”
He grins at the question, feeling his chest swell into something more… proud. He could really, really do with this. “Glad you asked. I am Chad, and I’m a hero.” That really feels odd to say, still. Flambae pauses to scratch his chin with his right hand. “Well, it’s my first day tomorrow. But, you know, technicalities.”
And that’s when he notices that the other’s gaze fixates on his stumps, eyes going a bit wide.
(He notices the pause, the way the guy swallows hard too as he leans back with dropped shoulders.
The aggressive behaviour vanishes at once and Flambae doesn’t know if he should want it back.)
“Ah. Shit.”
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Or: Sometimes you have to burn a bridge and take the long way around it.
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05 Feb 2026
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I love your mind dear, I love our life here by LiterallyThePresident
Fandoms: Dispatch (Video Game)
08 Dec 2025
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After years of being neglected, ignored, having all of dad’s failures projected onto him, Robert Robertson the Third took control back in the only way he knew how.
Burning the whole damn thing to the ground.
Now a villain, life is actually pretty chill. He’s got a cute dog, a sturdy warehouse, and oh right, a firebrand hero he is completely, utterly, pathetically, maddeningly obsessed with. A hero who plays the moral high ground but always somehow ends up on his knees, at Robert’s mercy.
Damn, life is good.
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05 Feb 2026
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“What is so funny,” Flambae hisses, body bowing over Robert’s in an attempt to whisper menacingly against the dispatcher's ear. The only thing Robert hears is the rushing of his own blood to his cock where it is pinned between him and the cool metal of the car. He bites down on a groan, eyes squeezing shut as Flambae presses closer. The weight of his cock is obvious against Robert’s back, thin sweatpants doing Robert no favors and Flambae just enough that Robert is imagining ninety-nine positions for them to practice in the backseat.
“Oh nothing,” he grunts, his voice thick with what he pretends is anger. “Just amazed by the fragility of the male ego.”
____Aka, two gay dudes get in a fight and go at it in the back of a rental to let off some steam.
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02 Feb 2026