#flambae fluff

" like i'm gonna lose you! " . . . 𝝑𝝔 cute ass prompt oml for some its just a surprise peck !! </33 ft. sonar, royd, flambae, waterboy, robert x gn! reader (separately)

synopsis. they didn't expect, but they weren't going to complain!

cw: fluff, kissing n all that sap LOL, gn! reader, established relationship!

wc. idk, not proofread & might be ooc!

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sonar did not want to expect anything from you, don't take that in a bad way! i mean he didn't want you to feel pressured to do anything just because you were in a relationship, and people made you feel obligated to put yourself into uncomfortable situations.

similarly: an example being public display of affection, he knows you weren't a big fan of it, so he will only initiate it if you would like.

and usually- you would ask him if it was fine to do this or that with him, even if his answer had always been yes... but this once, instincts took over you.

"oh, th.. thank you so much vic'!" you smiled with glee, your face was flushed with small, yet dark hues across your cheeks. maybe you were the angel that came to save him... maybe he should use that line on you next time too! that's what he was thinking about before...

peck!

...

his mind went blank.

completely... empty.

"...victor? sorry, was that too sudden? i-i can um... i can-" you were cut off by his sudden hand on your shoulders, looking at you with those pretty little eyes he stared at you with.. you gasped underneath your breath, your boyfriend still in shock. his ears were straight up, shock still fills sonar as he tries his best to process what you just did...

"could you... could you do that again? please?"

royd loved to show you off, always telling everybody how amazing you are, and how thankful he was to have such an adorable partner like you were. you always returned the affection in your own quiet, subtle ways, likes your hand in his, or a hug that others would barely even notice...

and again, he never forced you to do anything, especially if you didn't want to, or felt innately uncomfortable with certain situations; he should be the one protecting you whilst you do the same, so when you...

leaned forward to kiss him on the cheek when he gifted you your favorite book, and took you both out to the place you both first went out in. "you like it, my love?" you loved to watch him smile whenever he gave you things, like his affection; whether in words, actions, or physical gifts. or all the above.

"oh, royd! i.. i love it so much." you couldn't help but have a show of teeth, grinning ear-to-ear, with that same loving gaze you shared with him many times before. he had closed his eyes shut while he chuckled, rubbing his neck before-

peck!

"i... i really can't think of... of anything else to thank you..." - "u-uhuh, y-y're welcome, angel..."

flambae was known to tell everybody about you. he talked about you so much, others knew just as much as he did, so even when your birthday came around, people would immediately be able to guess what he'd gotten you.

so was it really a surprise when usually he was the one usually initiating the kisses between you?

not that much...

up until this one day you came over to sdn to bring him lunch, a place where everyone could talk to you about how much your boyfriend loves to mention you. "hi chad." you wave to him as he gets up from the seat he was sat up on a table.

“aye… azizam… you made it.” the long black-haired man picks you up briefly as he puts you back down. “wha… for me?” pointing to your small lunch placed in your hands, “mhm, for you.”

you hum as you watch hum take it into his arms, “gosh, this is so good—name, baby what’d you put into this?” — “my love.”

your face had that beautiful little smile you always did, and before he could notice, your lips had pecked his cheek.

“…chad?”

…

“huh? yes, sorry… what, baby? you need new earrings? a ring?”

waterboy… oh herman, you don’t even know what’s coming. as much as you are shy with others, you do tend to like causing a few harmless pranks on your boyfriend—so what was the harm in this one when…

oh my god.

you were just making coffee in your kitchen, early; breakfast brewing carefully, you were doing dishes to clean up after yourself before you see another set of hands beside you, helping you with cleaning up as well,

"oh, herm- you don't have to," you bumped his hip with your own as he shook his head, "no, nono. let me help." a small smile was plastered on the tall man's face. he had been helping you around almost the whole morning,

"herm, it's your day off, you should be resting..." taking a seat beside him on the couch, you gradually lean onto his shoulder. "doesn't matter, i'm always gonna... gonna help you all the same, you're my partner, not my slave."

you felt your heart flutter at his words, god you loved him so much... there wouldn't be much of a surprise when you-

peck!

"...thank you again, hermie." - "u-uhuh, anything... for um- for you." his face still nonetheless in shock, the waterboy couldn't help but blush, you hadn't been one to initiate too much,

even when you lean against him, he was as frozen as the sea during winter.

one way to shock the mecha man of sdn was to tell his incredibly shy significant other about his deprivation of affection, despite being true or not would not affect the results. robert never asked anything of you that he thought would be crossing boundaries,

so the surprise on his face was as clear as day when he received a nice little peck on his cheek from his significant other.

even when his cheeks were heated up, he still spoke with the utmost sincerity and respect as you did, god could you stop looking so cute when you smile like that?

"you know... ahem, you could always kiss me, no need to ask." an awkward cough emitted from his throat mid-sentence to really get your attention, his palms clasp around yours while eye contact is kept between the both of you.

he couldn't help but touch the spot you had placed your lips over for the rest of the day, restless about you- about how easily you could break the walls he had spent years building around himself.

something something about flambae watching robert go for blonde blazer and invisigal over and over again—

even when visi doesn’t know the word ‘no’, when she pushes herself onto him and robert ends up rattled in front of flambae. he has to be the one to comfort this stupid fucking bitch—

flambae thinks to himself.. and yet he tries to make the man laugh anyways.

even when blonde blazer gives robert that pitiful and sorry smile— flambae knows damn well that she knew what she was doing to robert.

and yet, here he was, watching robert talk to everyone who made themselves comfortable at his stupid flat.

seeing visi approach robert, flambae turned the fuck around. for someone who prided themselves on self redemption, he sure felt like shit watching the guy he liked dance with the same girl who gave him so much shit.

god. he felt fucking stupid.

he simply thought he had no chance. who fucking thought. he set himself up for this, flambae knew treating robert like shit would—

“hey, dr. don’t do shit.” a playful voice cut through flambae’s thoughts as he looked up. messy hair, chipped ear, rumpled button up. biggest grin on his face.

“mecha bitch,” flambae mirrored robert’s smile. “surprised you let me stay this long.” he leaned against the counter, eying the man.

“can’t a man relish in the company of his friends?” and y’know, that hurt flambae more than he wanted. instead of saying that, the man rolled his eyes.

“whatever, what’d you want?” flambae turned to robert, seeing the man put a hand on his hip with a sickly sweet grin.

“well, looked lonely, think you’re up to dance?” robert was blunt, straight to the point and god, as if flambae wasn’t running hot enough—

his cheeks were on fire.

the ponytailed superhero barked out a laugh, trying to mask is anxiety with some form of humor before pointing at him.

“you want me to dance with you?” flambae cackled a little before reaching for his wrist. “sure mechabitch, if you can handle my moves.”

calloused fingers wrapped around flambae’s wrist.

“whatever, just fuckin’ dance with me.”

background:

𖤓 You met Flambae a long time ago, back when he was a crummy villain and you were the new kid on the block. A lot more nervous, scrawny, but willing to make a name of yourself.

𖤓 It was typical; bank robbery, with you happening to be close by.

𖤓 You remember how cocky he was– saying he landed such a big score and all, holding all the jewelry in his hands. He laughed at your powers, and your costume, which left you with the most obvious option:

Kicking him to the wall.

𖤓 To this day, you don't know what came over you. You shot him fast and hard. He was stuck.

𖤓 Seriously though– he was. He flailed like wet cat and still couldn't get free.

And it stayed that way for a couple minutes until you snatched the jewelry from him. After that, he burst into flames and suddenly that wet cat turned into a fiesty feral one.

With flames. That almost swallowed the entire building with you in it.

𖤓 It was intense. You still think that was one of the most challenging fights you've faced. That was also your most challenging opponent.

𖤓 You don't ever think you'll forget that day. The sight of Flambae throwing punches was both terrifying and invigorating. There's a large burn scar on your chest because of him. A large scar that.. you look at a little too much for your own good.

𖤓 You've been looking for a man with the same sorta spunk since.

—

𖤓 Fast forward a few years, and now Blonde Blazer calls you into her office, offering a proposition.

𖤓 "Hey, I got a guy who I think could be a great sparring partner."

𖤓 You accept, (because who would reject Blonde Blazer?) not realizing who you'd be reuniting with.

𖤓 Flambae walks into the gym, black tank top and orange shorts, locking eyes with you. You're working on your arms, humming to yourself.

𖤓 You don't know it at the time, but the man was practically salivating at how good you looked. You flexing your muscles every other second didn't help either.

𖤓 What you see is a man who recognizes you, but can't recall you by name.

𖤓 Your face flaunts confidence while his shows determination. You hop in place, stretching your arms and legs at the same time.

"Ready kid? Want me to beat your ass again like back at that bank?"

Flambae's eyes widen. Like that should have been his first guess.

"So.. it really is you."

That shock drops in almost an instant; it morphs into revenge. Heated revenge.

"Should've known."

You smirked.

𖤓 It's a sparring match alright; just without restrictions.

—

𖤓 The two of you delve into love slowly, outside of rash fights and scheduled training. It starts with Flambae asking for your name, and remembering not to pull your ears during a match; it ends with slightly burnt flowers and a shitty confession letter.

𖤓 Speaking of ears, Chad loves them. He likes how much they move and how expressive they are.

𖤓 Flambae draws a little bunny in the sky for you if your shift is going rough.

𖤓 Unsurprisingly, you and Chad are a great duo. The rare times you both are sent on missions, enemies come back to SDN wrapped in a big red bow. Don't add Prism either, unless you want express shipping.

𖤓 In the relationship, Flambae is a bit more of the shy one. Somehow, he found someone more loud and confident than he is. You voice your feelings a lot easier than he can, so a lot of the times he's asking others for advice on how to not drown out his own feelings.

𖤓 If not obvious enough, you guys challenge each other in every aspect. Some find the constant bickering very annoying– you call it bonding.

𖤓 Your name in his phone is 'El Conejito ❤️‍🔥'.

𖤓 Chad starts working on his legs more so that his kicks matches the (brutal) strength of yours.

𖤓 Blonde Blazer kinda hates how she put you two together.

𖤓 Even if he probably shouldn't, Flambae spam texts you in between missions. He can't get enough of you.

𖤓 You're way more affectionate than Chad is and he doesn't know how to handle it. You kiss his forehead and stare at him constantly. Instead of shrinking and blushing, his asshole tendencies increase x10. Like, suddenly he has 17 things to flex about.

And before you ask, yes, Robert hates you.

𖤓 Prism honestly sees you as Flambae 2.0.. in a good way.

𖤓 Occasionally, you get drinks with the Z-Team. Drunk Flambae is hilarious. You have so many videos of him performing terrible versions of famous pop hits.

You (and Invisigal's favorite) is– in these exact words– 'I Like to Suck Fucking Balls by White Blonde Bitch.'

𖤓 Chad hates your advanced hearing; you recall everything he says with scary accuracy and it freaks him out.

"Remember a couple weeks ago when you woke me up in the middle of the night because you were dreaming of flying mice biting our ankles?"

…

"No.. wait– yeah."

"I hate how that image is stuck in my mind."

"I hate how you just made me fucking remember it. Now I'm going to see those little squeaks of terrors."

𖤓 You two are HR's worse nightmare and you both wear it like a fucking badge of honor.

IM SO HAPPY YOU LOVED IT!! EGEGGEHSHS YAYYYAY

Ofc I'll write more for you! 💞

Flambaé x Shadow based!Kind & fierce Male reader headcanons pt 2!!

Your pov 👆

TUMBLR GIFS ARE SO BADGSFSF IM RELYING ON THE SILLY ONES.

Same key as last time🥰

🔥: Flambaé

🌑: YOU😍

Special guest: 🎤 PRISM!

🗣️: some rando

oh my god YESSSS, he would be so supportive of everything said partner does!! reader is gender neutral still by the way, just with characteristics of a himbo!

even as you ask stupid questions like the spelling of incompetent to insult someone who was being mean to him, he still sighs and tells you.

would definitely not tolerate anyone else calling you dumb, no. only he, your boyfriend, will do that, and be able to do that. everyone else has to treat you with respect or else you two won't be the only hot things in the room.

boasts about you anywhere, everywhere, and all at once. he has the very, VERY dire need to tell everyone about you.

"what? oh you mean my phone case? it's good that you ask because this is my partner who is just..."

"ohhh, you know, my partner has that exact same keychain, yeah y'know i bought it for 'em..."

he can't shut up about you and it hurts others to know more about yourself than you do.

although you have um.. well you know your moments, he always just explains it to you calmly; even when you don't get it, you never feel stupid when he does, just another reason you fell in love with him.

he loves slowly, and it comes naturally that it gets stronger everyday,

so even if you don't get things at first, it might not seem like it, but for you: he has patience as everlasting as time. he has all the words in the world to make sure you understand.

defends you like crazy, doesn't matter if you're wrong or not, he doesn't wanna hear it from the other side.

sets anything on fire when he gets mad about something, you use it as a campfire for s'mores and immediately cheers up.

can never be mad at you, it might be bad for others, but he could never being himself to be mad forever at the very least.

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ʚ(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )ɞ " thinking 'bout you, " ◞ dispatch x gn! reader

synopsis. shy gn reader confessing to their crush

chars included. royd, sonar, flambae, waterboy, robert

director's note. ooo testing out a new layout

main masterlist + dispatch masterlist

royd is honestly the most unaware in the list today, he could not tell at all even though he literally reciprocates the actions you do <,3 he could literally have you up on his shoulders and would mot be able to realize you like him back.

“ehhh, yeah, i jus’ think nah, they don’t like me.” the large man was slumped over on the chair, his chin on his knuckles as he faced his gaze to connect with robert’s. “are you kidding me, dude? they obviously want you too, man!” — “aye, i doubt it, but thanks brotha.”

you had never allowed anybody to be this close to you, yet it felt like it was natural you welcomed royd in your embrace. it’s like it was meant for you—for him—for the both of you. it felt like this is where your world truly began,

watching his face crack into the usual smile he always gave was what made you…

you two were leaning on a balcony, needing air from the company celebratory dinner over finishing a hundred thousand crimes/jobs done over the years, it just… was too much sometimes. but royd? he knew exactly where to find you, always.

“didn’t know you’d be here too.” — “wouldn’t stay there if you don’ eitha, ha?”

your solemn expression quickly transforms to a small smile, the same one royd wishes to only have for himself, oh how selfish… yet it felt right. feelings are confusing.

“i…” - “what do you think we should do instead? get different food, eh? or-” - “no, royd, i-” “do you like chinese takeout, i know i do. - “royd, i like you.”

…

he freezes until he doesn’t!

sonar kind of knows already but doesn’t know if he could call it romantic or not; definitely was super worried you were just being nice to him because you were that kind of person.

“it’s okay victor, i can do this myself.” your voice quiet as usual, picking up a new coffee machine for the office had been a little harder to do than usual. i mean, who knew they could be so complicated.

“nah, i wanna help you, please?” - “fine.” - “thanks… for letting me help you?”

it was rare, very rare to find sonar smiling about anything that wasn’t himself, or his achievements, or his job—but it seemed like nothing was funnier than the coffee machine right now.

“oh come on, bitch! you were literally killing it out there with oh-so sweet, n’ shy name.” alice rolls her eyes through her visors before giving him a nasty stare. “look, i just… i don’t know if i wanna help with that new vending machine stuff.” — “b… but you literally—!” — “shh, shh, shh. you see—”

“yeah, yeah, we all know you like them, bat bitch.” - “i… what?” sonar was stunned hearing the fiery man’s sudden statement, whaaaaat….?! the sonar liking somebody that wasn’t himself? ahahahah…. maybe. he hadn't accepted it until- "you gonna confess or let them win and confess first?"

no. he wanted to win. the story you were gonna tell your coworkers- obviously it had to be him confessing to you first!

and now it's like he was on the hunt to find his future and must-be-wedded-to partner all over the office, but little did he know alice told you the same thing, you thought it'd be way sweeter if you confessed first. so you started to run,

before meeting up in front of the fountain that stayed on the porch of the whole company; "i like you!" is what you both said in unison before putting your hands on your knees, breathing slowly, exhaling for air each and every time, sonar did the same except he walked over to a nearby bench, unbeknownst to him he had his hand in yours to make you sit down too.

"so... you really... you really like... like like me?" you quietly ate the burrito he had bought you, "mmhmm, and i wanted to confess so..."

"there'd be a good story to tell other people when they ask..." you both answered at the same time.

huh.

flambae normally never was this oblivious to anything in his life ever... but it seemed like you had gotten him completely wrapped around your finger like a little highschool girl with a crush. he hadn't even realized he was because he was busy bickering with others... and looking for your attention while doing it.

talking bad about robert right in his face, god it was just one of his favorites, but only alice, and robert would notice how often he had asked for your own input while doing so.

"everybody here knows you'll just bitch about our schedules again... right name?" - "huh? oh! i... i uh... uhuh. yes."

not to mention how often he would be by your side instead, sticking back to your side when the rest of the z team would go out for drinks again; all of a sudden he was extremely interested in that latest movie you watched.

"oh, we all know you like them already!" invisigal blurts from across the room, throwing the rubix cube to some unknown corner of the meeting room. "just ask them out already, it's killing us all watching you watch them nerd about vampire diaries for an hour straight just for you to say 'okay'." alice shakes her head in agreement with courtney,

but it was as if you beat him right to it, bumping right into him after he was talked into being more sensical. "oh! i am so- sor... sorry, you kn, you know what... i'm just gonna um..."

you push the many thoughtful gifts you had been thinking about to confess, "here, i just... thank you for listening to me ramble about stu... my stuff, and interests." closing your eyes in the amounts of flushedness that came over your face and spirit, "i'm sorry, is it... is it a lot?"

"i... more than anything i could've asked for, pretty."

waterboy was more than, if not shier than you were, it was like watching some really cheesy romcom between two highschool students who didn't know what love was. word-for-word, that's was alice and mandy said it was like.

god he even taught you how to grow plants, it was the only hobby that wouldn't make him nervous and overtly use his power.

pottery? no go, the molding would get wet and you both would have to start over again.

cooking? he could barely cook anything without setting it on fire.

painting? well, he couldn't find the kind that dries quick enough.

but growing plants, it was perfect, you both could do it, you both could just as easily do it with his powers, and it calmed him down as quick as the waves on the beach.

it was perfect.

"gosh, you guys have little plant-babies together too? at this point just kiss! you guys are so..." - "corny." - "exactly! even blondie gets it!"

prism shook her head in annoyance as she watched herman freak out over the many types of seeds you two planned on enhancing together, just like a little family, yuck.

"ooh, i got an idea, you should totally confess first." blonde blazer quickly chimes in, leaning over the comfortable armrest of the office chairs, head on her palm while staring at your future boyfriend. "r... really? i-i-i... i don't think.." - "waterbitch, please! better do it before that lovely lil person figures out they're better than you."

oh god he did not want you to leave him, i mea, he knew you were amazing but he... no way you'd have plants with someone else, would you? i... err...

"hey! i've uh... i've been looking for you everywhere. where um... where did you place-" - "i like you, herm! i really, i really like you. and i want to... i want to um, give you junior." you cough awkwardly as you bring out the small little plant you two had been caring for for a few months now.

"i just, i want to know if you feel the same, and um..." - "oh my god, i'd love to, but could you uh... tell alice and mandy i was the one who said i like you first? please?"

robert was an amazing cook, a quote from you that absolutely no one would believe because you were... well you could a way better angle of the brunette dispatcher than anybody else. but maybe that was just... other people thinking that.

it was when you two first let mandy try out the risotto you both had made together,

"woah, you guys are actually great at this..." putting the spoon down as tasting the amazing food you had just let her taste-test. "thank you, it was um... it was rob who hel... helped." - "no, no, they did all the work, they cook astoundingly."

"wow... astoundingly, huh. never heard you use that." - "yeah, not enough words to describe my… my friend.”

god he was so tempted to say partner. unable to do so, he has to bite down on his own tongue to stop himself—he just didn’t know what to do with himself around you.

so how much better would that get if you were the one to say it anyway? most people had expected him to be the one to say something yet,

“i just… i was supposed to send a letter but i… i un—you know—i uh, wanted to just tell you this out- outloud.”

cw: male! reader, flambae is very interested but reader is just a teensy bit of.. obliviousness <3

when flambae first set his eyes on you, god he was already smitten. in fact you were already married, you just weren't aware of it yet. prism was more than excited to introduce you two, not to mention how much you had sighed, and ranted about how many indecent men there were online, or even just generally in your life.

gosh, would you ever find a man decent enough for a conversation or two without you having to take the lead? ―well, yes. and god were you happy to see this guy.

you had come by alice's workplace to peer over and ask her if she was down to eat somewhere the both of you were way too familiar, well, that's where all the songs came through, and all the gossip were discussed and laughed about. rubbing the back of your neck, you weren't even sure of what the receptionist downstairs told you where to go, didn't help that most of the time she was trying to hit on you.

rolling your eyes, you peeked around the corner as you bump into a taller, demon woman gazing down at you, as you had just come out the elevator, not wanting to be recognized anywhere else; "hey, you're... [artist name], right?" her voice was a lot nicer than you thought, nodding as she smiled. "a friend of prism, i assume? she's right there." pointing in a direction to your left, you bow and thank her,

and wow... was this guy the one she was introducing cause DAMN he's cute. the only thoughts that would appear in your mind when your best friend pushes you closer to finally start a conversation.

"ah, nice to meet you..." "―name! it's .... it's name." you stutter out suddenly, giving yourself a face palm, what the fuck was happening... you could already hear the smirk prism that grew loudly on her face, you know she's gonna say something, and you aren't gonna like it.

you awkwardly ran a hand through your hair as you kept quiet for a few moments while alice started to describe you to him, and him to you, but it genuinely seemed like neither side was listening. making the lady with a bob arch a brow, "...hello? earth to friends?? friends to earth???"

best believe alice is already out of conversation when the long-haired man pulls you aside, walking and talking about whatever. lifting her visors, not knowing whether to feel happy or annoyed.