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Robert, sleep deprived during a long overtime shift, is still clear headed enough to make the right calls, but his words get slightly jumbled from time to time. Thankfully, the team still tends to get the gist of what he’s saying.

After he accidentally tells Flambae “good boy” instead of “good job,” though, the chaos is immediate. The team starts their typical ribbing. Invisigal especially howls with laughter. Flambae, however, is silent, even as he bursts into flames where he stands.

Robert, his voice rough from use and exhaustion, calling him a good boy in the same tone he uses when congratulating a job well done? Flambae is going to be thinking of that for a long time. Mostly at night, in his bedroom, with his right hand wrapped around his cock.

Robert wants to show his boyfriend what he found in his closet.🤭🔥

Chad flew back to SDN.

He went to the gym and lifted something very heavy until the pressure left his chest.

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When he came back to the break room there was a to-go cup of something that smelled like ginger and lemon with a post-it note stuck to the side.

The drawing on it was a stick figure with a low ponytail and flames off the shoulders and legs hovering in the air with jagged lines coming at it from every direction and an expression that was mostly just thick eyebrows and the words SORRY YOU GOT SINGED written underneath in Robert's handwriting.

Chad looked at it for a moment.

Couldn't help but smirk.

He looked through the breakroom doorway and across the bullpen. Robert was at his desk with his headset on, typing something, not looking over.

Robert did this on slow days. Quick sketches on post-its, left on lockers, vending machines, monitors or taped to the break room fridge.

Beef in various heroic or food related situations.

Caricatures of calls that had gone badly or well or just funny.

The team had a small collection tucked somewhere they'd never admit to.

Visi kept hers in her locker. Colm's were folded in his wallet. Chad had seen Janelle slide one into the back of whatever she was reading with a small smile.

Malevola and Victor had a small collection in their apartment.

Bruno stuck his wherever he stored things inside himself.

When Robert left Herm something it was makeshift laminated in tape — Still didn't last long in his hands.

Nobody told Robert. It would have ruined it.

Chad drank the tea.

He kept the post-it.

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Our favourite fireuser is not happy about his bf overtime 🤭 luckily he has his ways 😉❤️

Robert promises Flambae a surprise if he’s on his best behavior that day. Flambae does alright for most of the shift, but his anger gets the best of him near the end. Instead of a prize, Flambae gets a punishment.

Bound to a chair by fire proof rope, Flambae is forced to watch as Robert walks in wearing a pretty set of lace lingerie, forced to sit still as Robert pleasures himself. Robert describes how he would have rewarded Flambae if he had managed to control himself. It’s torture for Flambae to imagine running his hands over the dark lace, the same way Robert was doing himself. He could have been the one making Robert moan and writhe with each stroke of his cock, but all he can do is struggle in vain against the rope as he watches Robert’s cum ruin his pretty panties.

I thought it would be really cute if Flambae’s niece’s favorite hero was not Flambae or Mecha Man, but Coupé.

All we know about Flambae’s niece is that she had a dance recital, so if we assume she is a dancer, I like to think she saw Coupé and instantly became her biggest fan. Coupé is a ballerina with wings and she’s got cool shadow powers?? Flamniece instantly thinks she’s awesome.

Coupé doesn’t have much, if anything, in terms of merch, so Flamniece asks her mom for a black tutu. She dances around with one of her toy knives, imagining herself as a menacing, but graceful, assassin turned hero.

She begs Flambae to bring her to work or something so she can meet Coupé. It takes a very long time before both Flambae and his sister agree to let her meet Coupé.

Flamniece borderline screams when she sees Coupé in the SDN headquarters, immediately gushing about seeing her favorite hero in person. She’s practically vibrating out of her skin.

Coupé… has zero clue what’s going on. She obviously heard the child enter the room before she started freaking out, but it takes her a bit to realize that she’s fangirling over her.

The former assassin is stunned. She had never thought that anyone would take positive note of her as a hero, let alone be a fan. If you imagine this as being a timeline in which she was cut, she would be even more surprised.

She sees this little girl, dressed in a black tutu and wearing a homemade mask clearly meant to resemble hers, and her chest feels tight. Coupé crouches in front of her with wide eyes, just as starstruck as she is.

Flamniece, being a little girl, asks if she can hug her, and Coupé, still too in awe to speak, nods silently. Coupé, all jagged edges and sharp lines, goes soft in her tight embrace.

She had long trained herself to never cry. There had never been any room for tears in her line of work. Despite that, she feels her eyes blur slightly, and she wraps her arms around Flambae’s niece gently, afraid to break something so precious.

Where that guy makes quantum clones of himself?

Imagine Robert going through that. He gets trapped in a lab/base underground with a quantum 3D printer and makes alternative versions of himself to run the base to get back above ground and it turns out all of his Alters had a fully realized relationship with Chad. Or someone else or multiple people on the Z team if you're a multi shipper.

And there would be versions of him who knew Bobby or knew his mom or had a normal life and like damn, the angst potential. Do you see the vision?