AnInvisibleFangirl
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Two alphas on a team tend to generate the wrong kind of friction. Robert, reinstated as Mecha Man and the new leader of the Z-Team after the fall of the Red Ring, finds himself constantly butting heads with Flambae on the job.
Blazer hopes that a new dispatcher might alleviate the professional stress. But when an omega is introduced to the dynamic, Robert learns about a rare physical reaction that occurs when a normie alpha and a super alpha are “competing” (they’re not competing) for the same partner.
Biologists call it pheromone mimicry. Robert, who suddenly starts to smell a hell of a lot like an omega, would call it the worst rut that he’s ever had.
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It’s not like he and Mecha Man have a close relationship. Every time the man speaks to him, it sounds like he’s a snarky teenager whose first job is customer service. And, outside of the suit, he’s not a very threatening villain. He’s tiny.
But there’s something endearing about him. After all, when you see a wet dog on the side of the road, you feel sympathy. You feel the need to help. That’s what's going on with Herman. Mecha Man is his stray dog.
His bitch.
It’s at this moment that Herman realizes he’s in the deep end. Multiple years of therapy are slowly unraveling from his brain as he reaches for the briefs.
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Stalker Waterboy and Villain Robert.
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“You're so mean to me,” he said, still sniffing at Robert's neck, poking his tongue out to lick at his skin. “So mean. All I want is a little taste…a little bit of your blood.”
Robert shook his head firmly again, pushing his head away.
“I said no. I can't go to work with your teeth marks all over me. Plus blood makes you go crazy.”
“Crazy feels so good,” Victor stated.
No doubt about that.Bookmarked by AnInvisibleFangirl
22 May 2026
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Bleached White Teeth Surrounded by an Indian Ink Void by GremlinModeShrew
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
06 Jun 2026
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You were so, so lonely. You worked a dead end job with no friends, no family, nobody to warm your bed when you come home. Your apartment was a void only inhabited by your empty sobbing. The world is bleak, life is bleaker. Every day was just so another repetition of agonized suffering.
And then you met him in a bar. For one hour, just one hour, you finally felt alive. Life was good. You were heard. You were listened to. You existed as a real human being after decades of depravity. Most importantly, for one entire hour on a singular Friday night, you were valued. And then, just as he arrived, he was gone, and your world returned to the same tedious shades of grey. But it hurt more. You were lonelier, sadder, degraded by joy and company. You knew what you'd been missing all your life, and you'd never have a chance to get it again.You prayed every day that somebody, anybody, could take you away from all of your pain.
What a pity your prayer was answered.
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- Part 2 of König AU Multichapter Fics
- Part 1 of A Kindly Kidnapper
Bookmarked by AnInvisibleFangirl
14 Nov 2025
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Forgot where I last read, reminder to check and update where I left it ;0;
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You are out of place and out of your element. You are sent to tend to your grandmother until the changing of the guards—just until your parents arrive. Until then, you endure the ancient cold, the dead air, the suffocating stillness of Germany. There's no Wi-Fi, no television and you hardly speak the language.
But the forest whispers. The floorboards creak. And it's so dark and cold. And you are so, so, so tired. And you don't know why. You're so tired you can't explain why things go missing. Why the window opens itself at night. Why you keep seeing a towering shadow through a sleep-filled haze at night. Why you sometimes feel the mattress shift beneath your body, but you can't find enough strength to wake.
And when Kortac Forces flood the town, Oma stops letting you out. She nails your window shut and writes to your parents immediately to come. Her voice trembles when they come to the door, and she tells you not to make a sound. To hide. To be still.
But it's too late.
Because he is already watching you.
And hunting you.
And you are running out of places to hide.