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    It's 1973 and Daniel Molloy is in Paris on the hunt for a story. He stumbles across the Théâtre Des Vampires where he meets the owner and director, Armand. There's something off about this place, especially when it comes to Armand, and Daniel is determined to figure out what it is. But as he finds himself steadily falling for Armand he also finds it hard to ignore a truth quite literally written in a neon sign above the door, that this really is a theatre full of vampires.

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    13 Jul 2026

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  2. Public Bookmark 33

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    “What was that cursed technique?” Gojou muses. “Aggression and sexual aggression—or is it all the latter? Do you think my cute little student would’ve raped me, Nanami?”

    “You—”

    “Tried to rape me,” Gojou amends, staring back down at Itadori, his expression settling back into sickeningly fond lines. “The real thing isn’t in the cards for me. But poor Nobara wouldn’t have been so lucky. Or Megumi. I wonder if Toge’s voice would even work on Yuuji in this state—”

    “You are sexually assaulting your underage student.”

    “Will Yuuji agree, you think?” Gojou asks with all apparent sincerity. “This is the calmest he’s been—ah, there you go.”

    Kento unfortunately doesn’t need clarification on what Gojou’s talking about. Itadori’s shuddering body and the long, low groan spilling from his muzzled mouth are answer enough.

    He looks away—a luxury and a sin.

    “I knew it,” Gojou declares. “He expelled some of that tainted cursed energy when he came. This is part of the curse. Lust, bloodlust—I suppose it’s all hunger in the end.”

    A run-in with a curse user leaves Yuuji feral and violent. Satoru helps, while Nanami reluctantly bears witness.

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    13 Sep 2026

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  3. Public Bookmark 88

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    “How should I refer to you?" He asks, aware that he should've asked this way sooner, but Armand was too busy kissing and biting him, so it's not really his fault. Armand looks at him in confusion, head tilted and eyebrows furrowed.

    "Armand."

    "No, I mean—" Daniel trails off in laughter and stops only once Armand's expression turns serious, "Is there a specific way I should call you right now?"

    “I call Louis maître.”

    French, uh? And no, he's not fucking calling Armand the same thing he uses with someone else, in the opposite position. That feels like particularly bad etiquette, and Daniel's never been one for rules, but this is the type of thing it feels he shouldn't play with. “No. That's out of the table,” Daniel says, unsettlingly firm.

    Armand takes a moment to ponder around the question again. "I don't think there's a specific way I'd like to be called."

    "Nothing? Really?” Daniel wonders, "We don't have to go there, but what about 'Sir'? Or maybe 'Lord'? Oh... Maybe something softer like 'Dear' or 'Beloved'? Perhaps 'Boss'...?"

    Armand seems unconvinced.

    "Daddy?" He tries at last.

    Armand's eyes light up. It's too evident to hide the reaction.

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    11 Sep 2026

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    Daniel sees life like a river. Thinks he is caught up in a current that only goes one way, that will eventually sweep him out to sea. It’s easier for him to think so. It keeps him alive to think so.

    He doesn’t know that he could stand up and reach the bottom. He doesn’t know he has a choice.


    Drugs don’t work, sex doesn’t work, New York hasn’t worked. Somewhere in the Appalachian Mountains, an improbable number of suicides have taken place. Somewhere in a bar in New York, Daniel hears about them. He wants to fill a void. The difference between what is real and what isn’t matters as little to him as the things he’ll find to throw into the darkness. Which, as it turns out, is quite a lot.

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    08 Sep 2026

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  5. Rec 39

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    As you may know 1970’s was a ripe time for all sorts of cults. Some about God, some about Sex and some about Murder…
    So it seemed only natural to write a story in which Armand is still a cult leader in the 70’s, only now his coven consists of disillusioned hippies quite in love with that 'easeful death' thing.

    Daniel is a broke journalist who decides to check this cult out just ‘cause he has nothing else to do and can get a story out of it.
    And of course he’s far too clever to fall for that type of thing himself...

    This is a story about the perils of addiction, curiosity and longing.

    We have 1970's trinkets, jealous cultists, desert diners and writing advice as a torture method.

    Plus there are messy sex, Armand's traumatic flashbacks and all the strange ways in which one can be tender.

    Check out the moodboard for the fic: https://pin.it/5lLiN0MUB

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    08 Sep 2026

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