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    “Oi, Molloy!” a sketchy-looking guy with a camera says, a little too loudly for a gallery opening — obviously a paparazzi. “Nice shirt!”

    “Aww, thanks, Schneider,” says Dad with absolutely toxic politeness that suggests he and the guy have butted heads before, which, yeah, that tracks with Dad’s mission to make everyone in his profession hate him.

    He holds his leather jacket open for a photo, and yup, the shirt says EAT THE RICH in red, slightly shimmering letters. Cute.

    “Nice.” The pap snaps some pics. “So how does that square with your billionaire — sorry, multi-millionaire — boytoy over there?”

    “One, I’m the boytoy here, and two, you should have seen what I did to him earlier today.”

    Okay, Lauren’s not hungry any more. Jesus Christ, Dad.

     

    or: Daniel's daughters are invited to Armand's latest gallery opening. Molloy family shenanigans and awkwardness ensue.

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    18 Jun 2026

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    Daniel chuckles, “Baby, you are melting in my arms; you come here and call me daddy first thing when you see me.”

    “I didn’t say dad-”

    Daniel lowers his voice to a teasing tone: “And it’s the first time in a while that I can feel you so hard against me.”

    Armand whined at that, lowering his head, a soft nudge of his hips forward. Daniel knows talking always gets him somewhere.

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    Or, papi joke from S3 ep1 gets Devil's Minioned.

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    10 Jun 2026

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    As he rifles through the new goods– a pack of cigs, some old cologne, necklaces, silk shirts, tight pants, big amber shades– a note flutters out from underneath an ascot. The cursive ink lists an address and the words ‘Do your worst.’

    In which Daniel is given full jurisdiction to be a 70s sleazebag.

    UPDATE: Now with links to the GORGEOUS art from both haflacky and ladyofthecreeddraws on Tumblr!!

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    10 Jun 2026

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    "Why are we here, kid?”

    “Because I broke a rule.”

    He sounded way too excited for his punishment, and if Daniel were a better father he could actually discipline him with something unpleasant. He wasn’t, though, he had never been, and sure as hell didn’t mean to start being one now, especially when sucking at parenting brought him more than a few benefits.

    “Which one?”

    “I’m not allowed to hurt myself physically or emotionally, only you can do that.”

    “Good. What am I about to do?”

    “You will slap my face until you see fit.”

    “And after that?”

    “I get cuddles."

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    25 May 2026

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    “And you are–,” Armand pauses, as though searching for words. Finally settles on… “Safe.”

    The implications in that one word. Daniel’s near certain the kid doesn’t mean safe as in a safe bet, a sure thing. He means that he feels safe. And the fact that the kid is finding safety here of all places– in an old journalist’s arms, in his own professor’s bed, without any defined relationship. Is he speaking about emotional safety? Or is he speaking about physical safety?

    Daniel’s afraid it’s the latter.

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    24 Jan 2026