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Based on a tumblr post about someone pain-swapping Chronic Pain Robert with someone else. It caught my eye. :3
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“I can take much more pain than you ever could, bitch!” Prism raised an eyebrow at Flambae as he stomped up to Robert like a child. “I’ve got fuckin’ powers, I’m naturally stronger, faster, and better than you, Mecha-bitch.”
Robert could feel the heat rolling off of Flambae’s body, drying his skin out where it touched him. He doesn’t quit with his rep as he turned, keeping count in his head as his deadpan expression locked onto the fiery superhuman.
“Wanna bet?” Flambae and Prism both perk up a little, Prism pulling her phone out and typing rapidly. Robert swapped the weight and started working on the other arm, ignoring the way his shoulder protested with a straight face.
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26 Nov 2025
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A groan escapes his lips as he stirs; his head erupting with throbbing agony. It feels as if his skull is being slowly crushed as if in any minute it’ll cave in and shards of bone will dig into his brain. It takes him a moment to register above the brain fog that he has eyes he can use and as they flit open the shoddy light hanging and flickering above him feels blinding, sending an even more miserable ripple of pain through him. He squeezes his eyes shut and lets out a displeased mumble. He tries to bring a hand up to pinch the bridge of his nose however this is unsuccessful as his wrists meet the burn of coarse rope.
“Wakey wakey rise and shine sleeping beauty…”
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Robert gets kidnapped by Toxic. When he can’t provide the supervillain with the information he asks for he realises killing the dispatcher is too kind a punishment. There are worse things that proceed death and he’d have to be an idiot to not pick up on Robert’s suicidal inclinations. Toxic opts to render him unable to do his job instead.
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24 Nov 2025
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Robert is kind of twitchy and the Z-Team is, you know, a gaggle of morally compromised fucknuggets. As the team starts to get a little too comfortable play-razing their new dispatcher, someone takes a prank too far and gets an uncomfortable snapshot into what superhero PTSD looks like. AKA: Robert gets no shit triggered at the office.
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- Part 6 of Dispatching, Depression, & Donuts
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24 Nov 2025
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There just had to be a jewelry store next door, that just had to have some desirable piece on display that made it the perfect target for an early morning heist...and it just had to be next to a fucking daycare.
Did Robert know the guy had a gun? Yes. But what he didn't know was that the bastard had gotten in a lucky shot.
Fuck his incredibly high pain tolerance.
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23 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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22 Nov 2025