Olisepha
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Shouyou didn't hear his mother’s reply as he raced out of the door, already in training gear, his sport bag slung over his shoulder. He assumed she had asked him to greet Tobio, who he would usually meet up on weekends to play volleyball. However, when Shouyou swung himself onto his bike and rode down to the public sports court that afternoon, he wasn't going to meet his friend – in fact, said setter was the reason Shouyou was royally pissed on this Saturday evening.
And when he stepped onto the court, the frown still present in his face, he surely didn't expect to meet the brunet setter from Aoba Jousai, much less play volleyball with him, yet here they were.Abandoned work!!
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"Robert. You've been hit with a power that causes persistent heightened anxiety." Blazer cuts to the chase, keeping her voice carefully calm and measured.
There's a reason why she's there with the amulet and why visitors were restricted to only her and Chase.
Robert, on a good day outside the suit, was a force to be reckoned with. She doesn't want to think about what he's capable of when he's operating on the constant heightened panic of a cornered animal.
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Or the fic where I give Robert a seven day long panic attack and Turbo Anxiety and force Flambae to lock him in his apartment to keep an eye on him wrow.
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02 Jun 2026
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B.Y.H.B, ‘Be Your Heroic Best’ had been explained to Robert, by Blazer of course, as a convention led by retired heroes, and heroes in their prime, with the sole purpose of teaching what they’ve learned in the field to better educate the upcoming, heroic youth. It was a two day event, Saturday and Sunday, and the SDN was willing to pay, round trip, for someone from the Phoenix Program to attend — with a chaperone of course.
When Robert had volunteered to do so with a member of the Z-Team, he hadn’t really thought the entire process through. Or, at least, he hadn’t thought far enough ahead to consider the reality he was currently experiencing: a reality in which he shared a weekend with a raging fireball who vividly hated his guts.Or:
Robert and Flambae go on a trip out of town and sexy things ensue.
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24 May 2026
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Flambae shares a look with Prism, she raises an eyebrow at him. “You sound like shit, Robert.” She says.
A sigh. “Thanks, Prism.” He doesn’t offer up anything more which causes more eyebrows to raise. “Have a good shift, everyone.”
Sonar mutes his comm to look at the others. “That’s weird, right? I’ve never heard him this depressed since like, the time Chase was in the hospital.”
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- Part 1 of One step forward, five steps back
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23 May 2026
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To call Robert's new situation with Flambae ‘complicated’ would be a drastic understatement.
Robert cut his fucking fingers off. Flambae tried to burn him to death after a bar fight. They aren’t good for each other, barely even like each other, and there’s no way it’s going to end well.
But when the sex is this fucking good, Robert is having trouble listening to the logic.
Or, the one where they become fuckbuddies and catch feelings.
(Everyone pretend to be shocked.)
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22 May 2026
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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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18 May 2026