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Boy, I'm Looking For A Fire (I'm Only Asking For Desire) by acestyx
Fandoms: Dispatch (Video Game)
26 Nov 2025
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“Look.” he continued, hands raised in surrender. “You’re pissed. I get it. As you know, the rest of my day wasn’t that fucking great either.”
He nodded towards the corner of the ceiling, where one of several small CCTV cameras sat. “But if you’re going to incinerate me, could you at least do it in a blind spot? I don’t exactly want my charred corpse caught in 4k.”
Flambae glanced around at the cameras, puffing out a warm, steady breath. He met Robert’s gaze again, hot embers burning beneath his glare. Flambae’s other fist curled, trembling slightly.
Robert licked his lips and braced, fully expecting to have to come up with a brand new excuse tomorrow for why his nose was busted this time around.
Instead, his eyes narrowed when Flambae’s glare — for the smallest, most imperceptibly short moment — flitted down, tracking the motion. Flambae’s gaze snapped back up, looking caught.
Robert blinked, eyes widening. His mouth fell open, the corner of his mouth ticking up just a fraction. “Oh.”
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Or, Robert and Flambae run into eachother after hours, post the “comms incident”. They argue a bit, then finish what they started.
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- Part 2 of Slow Burn
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30 Nov 2025
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“Wait.” Flambae blurted, voice strained.
Robert’s fingers tensed on the channel button, halting his motion. “…yeah?”
The line went quiet for a moment before Flambae made a soft, surrendering sound.
“Fuck.” he borderline whined, and Robert couldn’t help the way his breath caught in his throat.
“...Do you…want help? Or something?” Robert winced, regretting the words as soon as they left his mouth. “The sooner you’re done with…whatever this is, the sooner you can get back out on the field. So—just tell me what you need.”
Another beat of silence and Robert briefly considered taking the offer back, asking Flambae to forget he even said anything. A rough exhale whistled in his ears.
“Talk to me.”
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Or, Flambae gets a bit "pent-up" mid-shift. Robert lends him a helping hand (Well, voice).
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- Part 1 of Slow Burn
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28 Nov 2025
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Ghost is motionless, staring down at John's outstretched hand like he's trying to recall on which page of How to Behave Like a Real Human in Polite Society he’s previously seen the gesture.
Before things can get awkward, John turns the aborted handshake into a jovial, manly sort of punch to Ghost’s shoulder. It's rather like how he imagines it would be to hit an adult moose, both in the physical sensation and in the frisson of anticipated danger it elicits. Gamely, he says, “Truck’s just about set, sir. Glad to be working with you.”
Ghost’s eyes flick up to John’s face, and then higher, to his hair. He frowns.
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Two idiots are assigned to an ambulance. They fall in love.
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07 Oct 2025
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Simon Riley is a renowned monster hunter, a lone expert forged by years in the wilds. He knows monsters, how they move, how they kill, and how they think.
But when the beasts begin behaving unnaturally, John Price, the leader of Simon's small guild, intervenes, assigning Simon a partner whether he likes it or not.
Enter John MacTavish, talented, sharp-eyed, and infuriatingly talkative. Simon can’t deny the man’s skill, but his cocky mouth and inability to stay quiet ignite tension that threatens to boil over.
Yet with the change these monsters are going through, a change happens between Simon and John, both of them having no choice but to work closely together, unveiling secrets about the other and the pasts that haunt them.Slowburn, enemies to lovers. <3 <3
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18 Jul 2025
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But Ghost didn’t seem to mind, quietly filling the kettle before setting it to boil, those dark eyes watching as John paced the kitchen, one arm flailing about in the air, the other locked tight around his half-melted pint of rocky road.
He told Ghost he was stressed. That the entire MacTavish clan was coming into town, which meant awkward hugs, judgmental stares, and nosy questions from people he hadn’t seen in years. John could handle all of that, he really could.
But what he couldn’t handle was the questions. Why he hadn’t settled down yet, why he didn’t have a nice Scottish girl on his arm.
Why he wasn’t married with a child on the way, because Ethel and James weren’t getting younger, and John was already too old. For fuck’s sake.
“Maybe I don’t want to bring home a wee lass,” John had snapped, voice cracking as he dug his spoon in harder than necessary, a brown, congealed clump of freezer-burned rocky road flying onto the floor. “Maybe I don’t even like women, has anyone considered that?”
And there, in less than twenty words, John had completely outed himself.
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