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    “Hey, man, you need a ride?”

    A kid, in his 20s. Black tousled curls, green eyes. His cheeks are round, some baby fat still clinging to him, but it’s offset by the strong line of his jaw and a square chin. Frank’s knife aches in his pocket; he wants to flick it open, press the tip of it into those cheeks, first one, then the other. Watch the flesh dip, then split and part for the blade. He wants to carve that face.

    “I’m headed for Nevada,” he says. “Any bit could help.”

    “Hey, it’s your lucky day!” the kid says with a broad grin that stretches his plush cupid lips really far. “Hop in!”

    Frank climbs into the back seat, slips off his backpack.

    “Thank you boys so much,” he says, extends a hand. “My name’s Frank.”

    The kid on the passenger side shakes it, easy and firm.

    “I’m Daniel, this is Armand.”

     

    Or: it's 1979, two maniacs are in love, and serial killers make for good lunch.

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    08 Jul 2026

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    “I expect you’ll have a dreary few weeks doing puzzles with the missus? Eating microwaved foods and celebrating your capitalist American customs.”

    Daniel merely rolls his eyes at the bait, fixes the strap of his satchel over his shoulder. “Yeah. How’d you guess?”

    The boy doesn’t respond. He only acknowledges Daniel with a brief glance. “Enjoy yourself. Don’t miss me too much.”

    Professor Molloy resides in the gloomy, fire-and-brimstone walls of St. Thomas University over the Winter break — circa the year 2000. Christmas plans: survive his second divorce, deal with his feelings for a random, online stranger and handle the tension with his obnoxious, European TA, who he’s now stuck with for the next few weeks.

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    05 Jul 2026

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    Armand dresses his boy for a night out and gifts him a special new piece to wear. Petplay featuring a collared old maniel and an Armand who's looking a little too closely at the precious gemstones exhibit at the natural science museum.
    In the same universe as Hit Me With Your Sweet Love, but stands alone. Smut in ch.2

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    03 Jul 2026

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    Daniel gives himself a moment to digest everything.

    Two extra copies of Armand. One wearing tights and screaming in Italian – or whatever dialect they spoke in sixteenth-century Venice – and one that looked like he just crawled out of a French sewer.

    “So this is what you were trying to hide from me? You, what -- accidentally Boys From Brazil’d yourself?” 

    Armand turns to look at him. He’s got that cute little frown line between his eyebrows, the one he gets when he’s so distracted trying to figure something out that he forgets to care about how his face looks.  

    “You are not taking this the way I anticipated.”

    Or: Daniel and Armand... and Arun, and Amadeo, and Armand (Gremlin).

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    02 Jul 2026

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    “A comfort?” Daniel couldn’t help but scoff. “My writing?” He questioned thinking about his repertoire and the very much noncomforting content thereof. “Fuck, kid, you must've had a shit life,” he joked in his patented crotchety politically incorrect way before he could really think about it.

    “Yes,” Armand responded in a much too casual way that had any mirth Daniel felt dying in an instant. “I used to fantasize of a day when the intrepid investigative reporter Daniel Molloy would come to rescue me.”

    “I don't rescue people, kid,” Daniel shot down the idea the instant it was vocalized. He’d been many things in his life and a hero was most definitely not one of those things.

    “Yes, you would say that, wouldn't you?” Was Armand’s response, his voice distant and inscrutable, a small sad smile gracing his lips as he looked into Daniel’s eyes with a gaze that suddenly felt a thousand years older than he really was.

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    it started out with me wanting to write an oldmaniel sugar baby fic and then it turned into this ToT

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    25 Jun 2026