Iāve seen divorced!flambert, Iāve seen one night stand pregnancy!flambert
@dirtycombatboots has a delicious divorced!flambert AU that I am frankly way behind on bc thereās so much but go check it out
BUT
New idea:
Single Dad Robert Had A Baby From His Ex He Put In Prison And GOT TOGETHER WITH AS MECHA MAN
Flambae and mecha man have a series of sexually charged fights which lead to Flambae calling himself Robertsās nemesis in public and in private they start dating
They fight, they both have unresolved issues and trauma and what they have is just not enough to keep it together right now.
They have a breakup argument.
Two days of radio silence from Chad later, they have their fight. Chad is out of control and hoping for Death By Hero. It doesnāt sink in how shitty that is or how close he actually is to torching Robert until his fingers get cut off. Chad goes to prison.
Shortly after that- positive pregnancy test.
Shit.
He doesnāt call Chase. Robert still thinks he has to do this shit alone, that he has to continue the legacy, he has to Get Up. People are single working parents all the time right? His dad was. A few years go by, heās struggling, broke, and loves his baby star who looks so much like Chad. No powers yet, but sometimes their eyes go bright like glowing coals during a tantrum and boy it is coming.
Then the coma.
He wakes up to Chase, who had been listed as next of kin because he had to set something up for his sunshine in case he died, chewing him the fuck out
Wake up call: heās not his dad. And he needs to stop trying bc his kid is now traumatized and holy shit is this what a support system is supposed to look like
He starts working at SDN
The tension between Chad and Robert is so real
They donāt find out about the kid right away, SDN might not have an HR but they are so supportive of their staff they absolutely have a daycare
They find out about the kid
Chad does not fucking realize heās the father. Despite the child looking a hell of a lot like him. Heās too busy being jealous over whatever relationship or one night stand Robert had right after sending him to jail. And when heās not jealous heās trying to convince himself that he isnāt falling back in love with the softer, hurting, good dad version of Robert. That he isnāt trying to be better just because Mecha Man believes he can be.
āFlambae, I need you to move fast, the situation is escalating.ā āYeah, you would know all about moving fast bitchā
Somehow, despite suspicions from half the team, they donāt have their You Are The Father moment until after the Sardine fight
Bc Robert has spent this whole time thinking Flambae was ignoring the elephant in the room. Chad just doesnāt want to be a dad. Canāt have an adult conversation about it at least, since Chad gets along w his little sun like a house on fire (ha)
No, itās just bc heās an idiot.
āSo, Bob-bob, whatās the deal with your little bug? You hop right into a relationship after we split or?ā
Robert squints at him, a taco hovering two inches away from his mouth. āOhhhh. Things are starting to come together. Youāre a fucking idiot.ā
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more robert doing karaoke please? he needs to put that voice to good use
Friday nights at Heroes' Tap are, somehow, louder than all the other days of the week combined.
Not just because of the bartenders shouting over each other behind the counter, or because of the overlapping conversations from drunk customers packed throughout the room, or even because the karaoke stage attracts every off-duty hero within a hundred-mile radius who secretly believes they were born to headline sold-out stadium tours.
It's because everyone walks through those doors carrying the relief of having survived another workweek.
It's become the Z-Team's unspoken tradition to meet up at the end of every Friday and catch up after work. They usually end up at the Chili's closest to SDN, grabbing drinks, sharing appetizers, and complaining about clients, that week's missions, terrible dates, and whatever else comes up. Over the past few weeks, though, they've started hopping between different bars just to keep things interesting.
This Friday's destination is Malevola's pick.
She'd pitched Heroes' Tap as the perfect place for the whole team: close to SDN, spacious, surprisingly cheap for the portion sizes, with good drinks, good food, and ā most importantly ā karaoke.
What Mal either forgets to mention, or simply doesn't think is worth mentioning, is that the entire place is themed.
Every booth is dedicated to a different legendary hero, decorated with framed magazine covers, vintage promotional posters, replica gear sealed behind acrylic displays, and painfully cheesy motivational quotes pulled from old interviews covering the surrounding walls. There was a booth for Vitalia, another for Trackstar, a brand-new one celebrates Blonde Blazer...
...and tucked against the back wall beneath glowing blue neon lights, sits the Mecha Man Blue booth.
Despite the name, it also features magazine clippings and memorabilia honoring both of Mecha Man Blue's predecessors: Mecha Man Prime and Mecha Man Astral.
Robert looks at it once, then immediately looks away.
"No."
That's all he says after Flambae suggests they sit there.
Which, naturally, means Flambae spends the next five minutes insisting.
"Oh, come on, Robbo," Flambae teases, already slipping an arm around Robert's neck and steering him toward the booth.
"No," Robert repeats, digging in his heels as if that somehow keeps Flambae from dragging him closer to the obnoxiously eye-catching display.
"It'll be fun."
"For who?" Robert asks.
He's already halfway defeated by the time they stop in front of the booth dedicated to his alter ego.
The rest of the Z-Team trails behind them, grinning from ear to ear while throwing their own teasing comments Robert's way, each person enjoying the situation to a different degree.
Eventually ā and mostly because Flambae has already claimed a seat and outright refuses to move ā Robert lets out that long, familiar sigh through his nose.
"...Fine."
Victory.
Sweet, petty, completely meaningless victory.
Once everyone finally squeezes into the oversized booth, drink orders are already being shouted across the table, someone has stolen the song catalog from another booth, and Robert settles into the seat at the very end with all the enthusiasm of someone reporting for jury duty.
Just looking at his expression is enough to make every second of teasing worth it.
Flambae can't stop smiling from his side of the booth.
Every now and then, while conversations bounce around the table and baskets of fries disappear at an alarming speed, he steals another glance toward Robert.
Just because.
Robert wasn't shooting him angry glances anymore. That phase had passed. Now he wore that peculiar expression of resigned tolerance that Flambae has learned to translate, roughly, as: I am choosing peace... even though you still annoy me.
Robert absently taps his fingers against the side of his cocktail glass, keeping time with whatever song someone is butchering onstage. The movements are almost imperceptible, tiny taps against the condensation collecting on the glass.
Flambae fights back another smile.
He still isn't entirely sure why, but watching Robert simply exist after being thoroughly annoyed by him is strangely rewarding.
He tries not to stare too much while chatting with everyone else, though every few minutes his eyes drift back toward the dispatcher anyway.
However, after getting distracted for a little over ten minutes talking with Alice about the newest episodes of Love Island, Flambae glances back toward Robert's seat and finds it empty.
He frowns.
Robert's drink was still there.
So was his jacket, neatly folded over the seat.
Only Robert himself has disappeared.
Probably the restroom, Flambae figures.
Or maybe he's grabbing something to eat.
Or maybe he's trying to escape before someone talks him into singing karaoke.
That thought, carried along by the opening notes of the next song echoing through the bar, earned Flambae a quiet snort of amusement.
But thenā
"Clock strikes upon the hour..."
Flambae barely registers the opening lyric to one of his all-time favorite songs. In fact, the first thing he notices isn't even the song.
It's the voice.
It slices cleanly through the overlapping conversations filling the team's booth.
For one long second, his brain refuses to connect that voice to anyone.
Because it can't possibly belong toā
"...And the sun begins to fade..."
His smile disappears before he even understands why, and he slowly turns in his seat.
Around him, the rest of the team does the same.
The karaoke stage sits across the room beneath shifting spotlights that wash everyone in flashes of pink, purple, and blue.
Robert is standing beneath them.
One hand holds the microphone, while the other rests casually in his trouser pocket.
To almost everyone at the table's surprise, there isn't the slightest trace of embarrassment in his posture. No stiffness. No hesitation. No second thoughts.
"Still enough time to figure out... how to chase my blues away..."
Robert keeps singing, occasionally glancing up at the lyrics scrolling across the monitor above him.
Flambae can only stare.
The man onstage looks nothing like the dispatcher he sees every weekday ā the one who somehow manages to make even the simplest sentence sound dry and indifferent. This Robert stands beneath the lights singing Whitney Houston as naturally as if he'd done it a hundred times before.
Something twists pleasantly in the pit of Flambae's stomach as he remembers Robert making fun of him for suggesting Whitney that night at The Sardine.
That bitch thinks he's better than me, Flambae thinks.
And yet...
Something about the way Robert carries himself onstage ā so unfamiliar, so unexpectedly captivating ā keeps Flambae from feeling genuinely annoyed.
Robert's voice has always earned plenty of shameless comments from the team, but hearing him sing is something entirely different. It doesn't sound anything like the voice over comms, always calm, measured, authoritative. It's the voice that issues orders, gives directions, and keeps everyone on track.
When the chorus arrives, Robert finally looks away from the lyrics and out toward the crowd scattered across the bar.
A relaxed smile settles onto his face as he sings the chorus from memory, his shoulders now moving subtly with the beat.
No, he isn't exactly a great dancer. But he has rhythm. And he looks like he's genuinely enjoying himself.
"I wanna feel the heat with somebody..."
Robert's gaze drifts toward the booth where the rest of the Z-Team is sitting.
"Yeah, I wanna dance with somebody... With somebody who loves me..."
His voice isn't shrill. It isn't the kind that demands silence simply by being loud.
Instead, it slips effortlessly over the backing track, soft enough to blend with the music instead of competing against it.
There's an unmistakable tenderness woven into every lyric. Something that keeps Flambae frozen in place, eyes locked on Robert, lips slightly parted ever since his jaw quietly dropped.
The triumphant satisfaction he'd been carrying ever since forcing Robert into the Mecha Man Blue booth evaporates so quickly it almost embarrasses him.
"I need a man who'll take a chance... on a love that burns hot enough to last..."
Right there.
Flambae swallows hard because he could swear Robert sings that particular line while looking directly into his eyes.
"So when the night falls..."
Robert pauses just long enough for another smile to spread across his face.
"My lonely heart calls..."
People are clapping now as Robert launches into the second chorus. The entire bar erupts, voices joining in with unmistakable enthusiasm as nearly half the room sings along to the timeless classic.
Everyone...
Except Flambae.
He's still trying to process the version of Robert standing on that stage. So unlike the man he'd convinced himself he knew. Confident, radiant, with laughter hidden beneath certain vowels. Tiny lifts in his voice whenever he gets carried away by a favorite line without even realizing it.
And before Flambae knows it, he catches himself wondering...
How many other versions of Robert exist outside office hours?
How many sides of him has Flambae never seen?
Andā
What would it be like to know them?
The thought lingers long after the final chorus ends. Long after Robert lowers the microphone. And long after applause ripples across the bar.
It isn't until the Z-Team suddenly erupts into deafening cheers and whistles that Flambae's tunnel vision finally shatter, reality crashing back into place all at once.
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ššš saw three very fashionable guys in what looked like dark, goth, androgynous fashion. i assumed they were fashion students, the kind who mixes issey miyake and thrift store finds and handmade pieces. thatās right, they were actually young catholic priests
people aren't even exaggerating indeed is literally like that. walmart attendant $13 an hour, target attendant $13 an hour, AI dick sucker $40 an hour, home depot attendant $13 an hour, guy who designs bullets that can only kill children $160k a year plus benefits, gas station manager $18 an hour
āSo... We got the exploding diarrhea. Here's my advice for anyone who doesn't have it yet:
It's going to take a minute for the government to pin down where this is coming from, and then issue a recall, because the FDA has been gutted. But, I can tell you, without a shadow of a doubt : this is coming from Taylor Farms produce, and you will see them recalled.
You'll want to avoid all Taylor Farms produce in the grocery store. They supply McDonalds, KFC, Pizza Hut, about any fast food place you can think of.
Raspberries, watermelons, cilantro, and the veggies you're hearing about are not causing this many people to get sick. It's the shredded lettuce, specifically, that's the problem. But, you'll want to stay away from every type of produce this company puts out, because one strand of shredded lettuce is all it takes to contaminate bushels.
Taylor Farms is the source. Taco Bell proactively pulled their produce from their restaurants. You're going to see other fast food places doing this, and probably will see that before the government names a source. The FDA knows this, but they can't come out and tell us all until there's proof, which takes resources and research, which takes manpower, but the FDA has been cut by about 20-30%
During the Biden term, onions at McDonald's had ecoli. We knew this because DNA testing was done quickly and they were able to narrow it down to one place that caused the outbreak. And, it was traced back to Taylor Farms. This isn't going to be solved as quickly though.
When you get this, make a virtual appointment to your PCP - a "same day sick" appointment. Tell them someone in your family just tested for this and was positive and was prescribed Bactrim. If you go in person, they're probably going to make you poop in a cup and wait until results come back to prescribe.
You'll know when you get this. Trust me on all of this.
You'll want to stay hydrated because this parasite damages the lining of the small intestine. Your small intestine, in turn, secretes more water into the gut, and less nutrients and liquid are able to remain in the body. So no matter how much you shit, you're going to want to drink. A day of this leads to dehydration if you don't increase your fluid intake, and a few days will land you in the hospital.
If you have headaches, weakness, muscle cramps, dizziness, or an increase heart rate - hydrate, hydrate, hydrate. Go to the ER for fluids if you can't drink enough.
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As an update, the OP of this post did eventually clarify that they did not have inside knowledge that it was Taylor Farms; that was a conclusion they reached from publicly-available information & history.
However, per CNN and numerous other news outlets, as of Thursday afternoon, the outbreak has been at least partially traced to lettuce supplied to Taco Bell from Taylor Farms, in Michigan, Ohio, West Virginia, and Kentucky.
Other states and/or businesses could have received the same contaminated lettuce, or there could be multiple simultaneous outbreaks with different sources: currently, it's not clear.
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I really hated this girl in my class and we kept exchanging notes with various threats of violence on them but then on a Zoom call I saw that she kept a bunch of them pinned on her wall with little hearts around them and I got the biggest crush on her after that.
"Oh yeah, we have an outdoor Corgi, he just gets so bored cooped up inside all day. He knows to stay off the road. Don't worry, he's way too smart for coyotes and the neighbor's know to look out when they drive past."
"Us? Oh, of *course* our Dachshund sleeps inside- we just let him out in the morning and make sure he comes back for dinner. He just does his own thing, no worries."
"Um, you know it's not humane to keep a chihuahua confined to an apartment? They're dogs, they're natural predators. They need to experience hunting behaviors or they get depressed. No we don't leash ours, he absolutely hates it, we just let him come and go whenever."
Yall get how fucking stupid that sounds, right? So stop letting your goddamn cats get eaten and attacked and infected and hit by cars
A toddler would probably love full unattended access to the neighborhood too, but we don't do that either, do we
It's 2026, "keep your damn pet in a house or in your view" should not be controversial
i really im absolutely astounded at the phenomenal job that MIB did not to be racist against aliens, despite being a movie about secret agents chasing evil aliens. that scene where jay helps an alien mother to give birth is probably one of the most humanizing moments for an Other ive seen in a movie ever.
like it grabs the body snatcher trope from the cold war "aliens are all around you, hidden in diguzise, they could be any one of us!" and then it says "and theyre just people, theyre literally just people trying to live their lives and thats fine"
you literally have a whooe scene where a cop stands out because he says "i dont care how menacibg or threatning someone looks im not going to shoot them if there is a reasonable explination for what theyre doing, one is sneezing and one is just doing excercise", and that is the guy that gets aproved to join MIB.
The movie has a real love for NYC and immigrant culture as a part of that. The opening scene where K welcomes the undocumented immigrants to the United States. One alien greets another and says he's ordered him pierogi. A lot of them are refugees from their home worlds who just want to survive.
Working in retail is really fun, and the times when major fuck-ups happen, they can be either anxiety-attack inducing, or make it possible to get through the rest of your god-awful shift with a smile depending on the customer. My all-time favorite absolute fuck-up is as follows:
This kind woman is just doing her thing. She scans her membership card from her keychain. The register beeps to acknowledge the scan. We continue as usual. Neither of us notice right away, but after Iāve scanned a few more items, I hear a very quiet, āUm,ā from the lady, very polite. I look at her. She is looking at the screen of my register, blinking. I, too, look.
And lo and behold. There is a charge of over four-thousand dollars ($4,000) worth of garlic bread staring us in the face. There are no words for a minute. Weāre just⦠in awe. How did this happen? How the hell did this happen?
She didnāt even have garlic bread in her cart.
I sputter a partial apology - I was incapable of forming actual sentences in the moment - and try to void the garlic bread. Since there was no garlic bread to scan, I try to manually remove $4,000-some from this transaction.
Well, the registers donāt like it when you try to void off more than five dollars ($5) from a transaction, so naturally it pings my manager for confirmation, but sheās not by her pager.
At this point, both myself and the lady are just⦠dumbfounded. Sheās not even mad. Iām not even all that embarrassed. Both of us are just looking at the screen. Thereās a bit of laughter, but itās mostly just⦠confusion.
I have to call through the whole store for my manager on the intercom because sheās not answering. She shows up, ready to override and void it, when she too, sees what exactly is being voided.
āWhat⦠did you do?ā
āI genuinely. Have literally. No. Idea.ā
She voids it, and I go to finish the transaction and tell the woman her total (minus the garlic bread). My register pings. It tells me that she hasnāt scanned her membership card. Odd. I distinctly remember her doing that. The woman goes to scan her card again, and I notice that her library card is stuck to her membership card. I tell her gently, and she separates the two and scans her card.
My manager, hovering nearby still, sees this and says, āI think it mistook the barcode of her other card for garlic bread, and the remaining digits were read as the price.ā
And thatās when the laughter really came over us. There were no hard feelings at all. In fact, the woman was incredibly glad that the receipt still showed the garlic bread and the voiding of. I will remember it until the end of time, my only regret in the entire situation being that I didnāt take a damn picture, because she has proof and I donāt. But I swear to God it happened.
TDLR; Library Card Charged $4,000 of Garlic Bread.
A picture is worth a thousand words, a library card is worth $4000 worth of garlic bread, if we can figure out how many words the average library card can check out at once, we can probably work out a picture-to-garlic bread conversion here, too.
But also itās kind of rude to assign gender roles and sexual preferences to someone just because theyāre masc. just because she wears a snapback that doesnāt mean sheās a top or able to fix your car or whatever.
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āSo... We got the exploding diarrhea. Here's my advice for anyone who doesn't have it yet:
It's going to take a minute for the government to pin down where this is coming from, and then issue a recall, because the FDA has been gutted. But, I can tell you, without a shadow of a doubt : this is coming from Taylor Farms produce, and you will see them recalled.
You'll want to avoid all Taylor Farms produce in the grocery store. They supply McDonalds, KFC, Pizza Hut, about any fast food place you can think of.
Raspberries, watermelons, cilantro, and the veggies you're hearing about are not causing this many people to get sick. It's the shredded lettuce, specifically, that's the problem. But, you'll want to stay away from every type of produce this company puts out, because one strand of shredded lettuce is all it takes to contaminate bushels.
Taylor Farms is the source. Taco Bell proactively pulled their produce from their restaurants. You're going to see other fast food places doing this, and probably will see that before the government names a source. The FDA knows this, but they can't come out and tell us all until there's proof, which takes resources and research, which takes manpower, but the FDA has been cut by about 20-30%
During the Biden term, onions at McDonald's had ecoli. We knew this because DNA testing was done quickly and they were able to narrow it down to one place that caused the outbreak. And, it was traced back to Taylor Farms. This isn't going to be solved as quickly though.
When you get this, make a virtual appointment to your PCP - a "same day sick" appointment. Tell them someone in your family just tested for this and was positive and was prescribed Bactrim. If you go in person, they're probably going to make you poop in a cup and wait until results come back to prescribe.
You'll know when you get this. Trust me on all of this.
You'll want to stay hydrated because this parasite damages the lining of the small intestine. Your small intestine, in turn, secretes more water into the gut, and less nutrients and liquid are able to remain in the body. So no matter how much you shit, you're going to want to drink. A day of this leads to dehydration if you don't increase your fluid intake, and a few days will land you in the hospital.
If you have headaches, weakness, muscle cramps, dizziness, or an increase heart rate - hydrate, hydrate, hydrate. Go to the ER for fluids if you can't drink enough.
Thank you for coming to my Ted talk. Brought to you by America's 250 birthday celebrations, workforce reduction in the FDA and CDC, and viewers like you.
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And, MAGA - don't blow up the comment section. I argued with y'all on COVID bc I was afraid y'all would die, but I really don't care if you get explosive diarrhea.
so, the taco bell pulling Taylor Farms statement is true
Produce supplied to Taco Bell restaurants by California-based Taylor Farms has been linked to a cyclosporiasis outbreak in the Midwest, acco
however, several items besides lettuce have tested positive, according to this article:
(screenshotted list from article of produce that has tested positive for cyclospora includes parsley, cilantro, snow pease, mesclun lettuce, spinach, salad mixes, raspberries, blueberries, and blackberries)
so like any other sourceless screenshot, double check info for yourself, because this is only partially true. I can't speak to their other advice, except that yes, hydration is very important in cases of diarrhea and you should go to the ER for fluids if you're experiencing the listed symptoms. remember to consume sodium as well so your body is able to retain the water better. it's also worth emphasizing that this one company might not be the only source of the outbreak, so please use the same caution even if the produce is from somewhere else.
(my PERSONAL speculation: food companies looove to say they're pulling products "out of an abundance of caution" to make it sound like they're just being careful, but they never do something that expensive unless they absolutely have to. ie, the law is making them, or the cost of the repercussions outweighs the cost of recalls.)