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As it turned out, Robert really was Flambae’s type.
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After dealing with Shroud once and for all, Robert Robertson finds that it's hard to have a personal 'thing' going on when your, ahem, person of...interest...is as subtle as a fireball. Romance isn't dead, it's just locked behind HR's code of conduct.
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“...Hell yeah this some Britney, bitch! This one is for Robert—where is he—there he is! Robbo at the bar! Yeah! Luckiest fucking fucker in all of Southland! ‘Cause guess who fucking fucked him—oh yeah, back to the chorus! Uhn uhn…”- Language:
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14 Nov 2025
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Robert gets invited to a kind of dinner date by Flambae and who is he to turn down free food? It's not like it's going to turn into anything else.
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10 Nov 2025
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My hands are not clean (they can still carry you home) by Arcturus_Ish
Fandoms: Dispatch (Video Game)
30 Nov 2025
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The thing about plastic chairs is that they weren't a great substitute for an actual bed; the other thing is, Robert can't exactly afford to be picky and even if he 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 the internal debate is still ongoing as to whether or not he deserves a mattress at this current point in his life.
So, the plastic chair stays and is staying for the foreseeable future. Besides, it's charming - in a depressing, minimalism-that-is-totally-not-a-reflection-of-his-inner-sense-of-worth way.
Or:The fic where Robert has chronic pain and Flambae has warm hands. The two of them will figure out what to do about that eventually, right?
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06 Nov 2025
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“If you’re not interested, you can just say that. I probably came on too strong with the whole… ‘fucking you until you cry’ speech.”
“You also called me an annoying bitch. Real mixed signals. I don’t know what to think.”
“You’re hilarious. How about we start with the home cooked meal and see where that goes? Come over tomorrow. I’m an excellent cook.”
“And humble, too.”
“Fuck you, Robert.”
“Not on the first date.”
“I think I changed my mind. You’re too annoying.” There was a pause. “No but really, come over tomorrow.”
aka Flambae and Robert get drunk and hook up. Robert definitely doesn't regret anything and the team is very normal about it. Surprisingly, that's not where it ends.
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03 Nov 2025
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In which after the battle at the Tyrant's Star, Louis doesn't end up becoming human and instead pays the price by permanently suffering from a chronic magla-borne condition. Despite the protests of Will's party to end Louis’ life for his crimes, Will decides to spare him in hopes of mutual understanding despite his own reservations.
Or: Louis survives, at the cost of being under Will’s care and destroying everyone’s sanity.
Warning: This fic contains spoilers for the entire game up until October. Please avoid reading until you’ve gotten to this point or have finished the game. Thank you.