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    Nobody likes having murder-happy evil sorceress problems, but the Trollhunters are main characters, so tough tiddly for them. On the other hand, at least they get to adopt an undead assassin uncle because of it (much to Angor Rot's confusion). Maybe one day he'll learn to stop flirting with death long enough to truly appreciate the third chance he's been given.

    In the meantime, everyone can bond through their shared panic in trying to diffuse the Shadow Realm Sorceress time bomb that's about to go off over their heads. Slice of life (and possibly death) to follow.

    Canon-divergent, taking place after season 3 of Trollhunters. Does not follow 3Below or Wizards canon, although some of those characters may make appearances.

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    31 Mar 2026

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    That SLOW ASS BURN fic w angor and dictatious that I read at work

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    Flambae's fire powers react to his 'feelings' according to his therapist. She advised him 'breathing exercises' and 'finding his center' when what he really needed, what he really wanted, was someone that he wouldn't hurt (in ways they didn't want) while having sex.

    Someone he could fucking fuck.

    God it had been so long.

    Somehow, one soppy, soaking idiot, never occured to him before now.

    And now? He's had an itch for years that Waterboy is going to scratch.

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    Chad walks in on Herman in the shower late, late at night. They are the only two left in the building. Chad thought very, very little of the janitor. However, some parts of Herman aren't so little. They merit careful consideration.

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    18 Mar 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 39

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    “Sit still, will you?” Robert chides, oil dripping from the metal tongs as he clicks them conversationally. “They’re almost done.”

    Robert Robertson braces a casual hand on his hip as he flips the last sizzling disk of pepperoni cooking over Chad’s tits.

    Chad, Flambae, reformed supervillain and currently being used as a cast iron skillet, bites back a strangled noise as the metal scrapes against sensitive skin; hot grease making it a smooth glide as his pecs glisten like they’ve been polished.

    “This… is so fucking weird.” He breathes, the back of his head thumping against the countertop. “You’re a goddamn pervert, Bob Bob.”

    “You can say that again.” Robert agrees easily, staring down at the man pliant beneath him with mock confusion. “But, remind me, who’s the pervert who agreed to do it with me on a Saturday afternoon?”

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    Robert cooks and eats sausage off of Flambae boobs and I am definitely going to dog hell.

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    18 Mar 2026

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    Robert mumbled something he couldn't catch.
    "What? I don't understand what you're saying," he tried, going for a calm tone. Calm-ish. His heart was beating out of his chest with adrenaline.
    "... he put something in my drink."
    Flambae froze for a second... then cursed, pulling the burning t-shirt off his back, stomping it out on the ground before getting his leather jacket; it was treated with fire-retardant. He would probably need it.
    Shit. Fuck, he had to get his shit together.
    "Robert. I need you to tell me where you are. Okay? Are you alone? Are you hurt?" he bit out. He'd done his fair share of clubbing - a little less now that he had a regular job, but still - and he'd also seen his fair share of... Nope. If he thought about that he would catch the whole fucking building on fire.
    "I... I knocked him out," Robert said. There was an audible swallow. Flambae was concentrating so hard, he could hear the dry click of the man's throat as it worked. Or maybe he just imagined it.
    "Fucking good. I'm coming to get you. But I need to know where the fuck you are, do you remember?" he asked, already out the door, taking the stairs down two at a time instead of waiting for the elevator.

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    10 Mar 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 40

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    "You and I are similar in stature. Tall and muscled and covered in hair." Phenomaman leans in, putting that strangely determined expression closer to Flambae's face. "We would be considered hideously deformed on my home planet—"

    "Ex-fucking-scuse me?"

    "—but here on Earth, it is the opposite. I have only ever been in one relationship and have not successfully had sex before, but you call yourself an expert on this matter. So if there's anyone who can help," his hands clasp Flambae's even tighter, and shit, are those sparkles in his eyes? "It's you. So will you?"

    "… help you how?"

    "Teach me how to have sex."

    ((Flambae finds out just how compatible his and Phenomaman's genitals are))

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    08 Mar 2026