#i will start posting again mid january !!

[kaiser1ns]

Hello everyone! :3 I made a taglist, so if you want to be tagged in my works, you can fill out the form!

[shimmerluna]

now that I can unblock the heartstopper tag, there'll be some stuff in the queue. everything will be tagged #heartstopper s3 and #heartstopper spoilers!

[frankenstein-ate-my-left-shoe]

you | for @steddiemicrofic January prompt new

pairing: steddie (duh) | word count: 517 | rated: M | on AO3

The next morning, Steve finds himself awake much earlier than he would’ve liked; the light of the new day filtering through the blinds is still tinged with early morning darkness.

For a moment he just breathes it in.

Only a handful of hours before, he was alone.

Only a handful of hours earlier, he was convinced that the thing he wanted most in this world would always be an impossibility.

Now though, these wholly insignificant amount of hours later, he feels a shift in gravity beneath him, the warm body beside him pushing up to turn over.

“Sorry,” he whispers, “Did I wake you?”

Eddie blinks blearily over at him; his brow is scrunched in confusion, like he’s not quite sure how he got here.

“You okay, Ed?”

Eddie grunts, letting his weight fall unceremoniously onto Steve’s chest. “Mrmph.”

Steve chuckles, and Eddie shifts again, tilting his head up to poke his chin into the meat of Steve’s chest instead of his nose. “You’re thinking too hard.”

“Hmm.” he hums, snaking an arm out from under his boyf– lov– frien— out from under Eddie and over the soft planes of his back. “Go back to sleep, Teddy.”

Eddie’s nose smushes into his pec once again, and Steve can’t help but laugh, his chest causing Eddie to bounce slightly.

“Mmrughph!” he complains, louder this time, flopping an arm over him and pressing down slightly to stop him moving, “Tryin’ t’sleep, here.”

“Sorry, sorry.” Steve chuckles, squeezing Eddie tight to him. He shifts, and Eddie presses himself the rest of the way to him, his leg hooking over one of Steve’s and settling between them.

Eddie soon goes boneless again, Steve feeling each point of him as it gets heavier with sleep.

He lies there, with Eddie in his arms, and thinks.

Thinks about how they would never have been here now if not for Eddie’s penchant for popping up at Steve’s house randomly. That if he’d had anything else to do tonight, he wouldn’t’ve waltzed in just after dinner. That if Steve had any better hearing than he does, Eddie wouldn’t’ve walked straight into Steve’s room mid-jerk.

The utter horror of being walked in on (by his newfound crush no less), did absolutely nothing to quell the heat blazing through him, nor did it deter Eddie from recovering quickly enough to shut the door, lock it behind him, and climb onto the bed between Steve’s legs.

“This all for me, big boy?” He’d asked, voice low and eyes dark.

And for some reason, all Steve could do was laugh.

Laugh at being caught, laugh at Eddie’s complete acceptance of what was happening, laugh at his complete lack of hesitation.

Steve laughed, Eddie’s face started to shift from sultry to panicked, and Steve had sat forward and pulled Eddie to him, kissing him soundly.

They’d moved against each other for hours; kissing, grinding, coming, laughing some more.. It was the least scary a new thing had ever been.

Eddie shifts beside him again, “Whatcha thinkin’ ‘bout?” his leg hitches higher, feeling the effects of Steve’s reminiscing.

Steve smiles, “You.”

i haven't done a microfic in a while.. nor have i even writen/posted something in a while!! brushin off the cobwebs today apparently lmao

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[jolenes-doppelganger]

Winter Wonderland

Larissa Weems x Fem!Reader 18+ Minors DNI or you will be blocked

Summary: The ever inevitable mid-winter brings a quiet snow in, trapping your best friend and sometimes lover in your quiet residence up in the snowy, intimate New England hills.

Warnings: Smut, G!P, Mommy kink, grinding, reader gets squished under Larissa, cheeky ear invasion, arousal gel, mild overstimulation, unprotected piv

A/N: Like a lot of my WIPs, this was a kinktober concept I never managed to finish due to the unbearable weight of massive academic dedication. (2024 was a fucking shithole and I'm so glad to be back to posting regularly). Ear invasion inspired by this art from @gayzone24.

Word Count: 3k

Reblogs and comments are very appreciated!

The soft crackle of the fire mixed in with the soft ambience of Larissa’s voice as she phoned Nevermore Academy. She was snowed in, stuck in the hills of New England due to a late January storm that had come over the weekend. Visiting you, visiting her sometimes lover and best friend for one weekend wasn’t common. But now, in the morning light, blue-grey from the overcast snow, Larissa was grateful she had decided to take up your offer for a late night dinner and a quiet night in.

Her soft footsteps drew closer as she gently settled back into bed with you, her breath tickling the back of your neck. Neither of you were hungry, last night’s meal had been more than enough to hold you over until mid-morning. As if unconsciously agreeing with the unspoken sentiment, Larissa’s hand trailed lower, grazing your nightgown covered tummy. The soft satin felt good over your skin, a personal touch made by Larissa. She liked the finer things in life; she liked seeing you in them, even if only for a few nights out of a long school calendar year.

The morning intimacy held no immediate rush, no agenda to be filled. Her arms were soft and firm around you, the subtle weight of her torso pressing down as she nuzzled the back of your neck. A break, yes exactly. Larissa sighed in contentment, and you followed her example, taking a deep breath in and releasing it. From your field of vision you could see the tiniest sliver of the outside world, peeking through poorly closed curtains. Snow. It sparked all kinds of desires, the desire to top off the fire, bake cookies, perhaps even take a winter stroll. But those festive impulses faded away as Larissa grew bolder.

One of her hands slowly crept down from your tummy, fingertips kissing the curve of your hip as it bent to meet your pelvis. She pressed her face more insistently into your neck, and with that, her lips. Larissa’s breath on your neck was scorching now, so warm in the otherwise cold room. Larissa didn’t like a warm bedroom. She preferred her bed warm, and filled with something to maintain that temperature.

“Larissa…” you sleepily mumbled, melting into the tender kiss at your neck.

“Yes, my dear?” she murmured back, voice low and gravely; sensuous.

The hand that had been merely stroking your hip moved down, softly sliding across your inner thigh.

“You’re awfully touchy so early in the morning.”

Larissa hummed once, a hint of a chuckle tapering the end of it. Again her nose grazed the back of your neck, tickling the hairs there.

“It’s hardly early at all. I just phoned in that I wouldn’t make it. This was after they called the late start last night… It’s almost ten, love.” she husked, finishing her sentence with another soft kiss to the back of your neck.

“Mmm… I guess we could get up.”

Larissa chuckled, shaking her head. Her voice was warming up, slowly working towards its usual gentle alto, and with that tone, the accent that made your stomach churn.

“No, I want you right here. And for as long as possible.” Larissa murmured, softly nibbling at the nape of your neck.

Her hand gripped your hip tighter, her other hands angling up as she carefully, delicately maneuvered you onto your front. She took great care positioning your head, manicured nails gently scraping the skin of your cheek as she stared down at you. Now you finally had a look at her, long blonde hair mussed and frizzed from sleep, out of her usual updo. The nightgown she brought in her overnight bag gaped, your line of sight following the skin down, down, down until you could see no more. 

Larissa’s face was a little flushed, a make-up free face decorated only by the natural redness of her pale skin. She leaned forwards, pressing a soft kiss to your cheek as she lay her body down, down down, until her weight comfortably pressed against your smaller frame. She was all soft planes and forms, her breasts pressing into your back, tummy against your butt. On either side of you were her thighs, warm and soft as they squished yours in.

“Such a sweet little thing.” Larissa cooed, pressing increasingly open mouthed kisses to your neck and jaw.

She could feel your rapidly increasing pulse against her lips, the tender gasps as you processed her gentle adoration. You squirmed, against the warm sheets, the give of the mattress, the softness of her weight atop you. And you found the hardness, pressing insistently against your lower thighs, proof of the ever present tension between you two. Larissa was enamoured by the way your breathing accelerated, as you processed the precarious position you were in. She let it sink in, let her weight sink in above you. Trapped. Pinned. Exactly where she needed you to be.

“You can’t imagine how vexed I was last night, watching you drift off to sleep on the couch while we were watching that movie… A big dinner was just too much for you, huh?” Larissa cooed.

“I was too stuffed.” you managed, looking up at her through the corner of your eye.

“Stuffed?” Larissa grinned, white teeth flashing in the low light. “We didn’t even get that far if I remember.”

You opened your mouth to protest, she’d been in just the same state as you without doing any of the clean up. The hand that curled around your shoulder squashed that protest. The threat, or moreso the promise of what was to come held a weight that made your cunt throb. She hummed sensuously at your obedience, leaning down to press more kisses up to your ear. 

“What’s wrong, kitten?” Larissa cooed. “Cat got your tongue?”

She chuckled at herself, amused at her pun. You tried to turn, tried to catch a glimpse of her, maybe even weasel out enough to catch her lips in a kiss. You were desperate for the softer elements of foreplay that paved the way to penetration. But that wasn’t what Larissa had in mind.

“Push your hips up.” 

The weight of her hips against yours, the press of something familiar and hard and potentially organ rearranging was too good to argue with. Using more strength than you thought you had so early in the morning, you pressed your hips up and she pressed down.

“Oh… God.” Larissa moaned, grinding her newly shifted cock against your clothed ass. “Stay, for just a minute.” she wheezed, face pressing against the back of your neck as she savored the friction.

The drag against your pajama clad bottom, the morning grogginess that made your mind ever so blank… It was wonderful how soft it all was, how ever achingly sure the two of you were. Larissa grunted with a bit of effort, pulling your bottoms down. Her mouth fell against the nape of your neck, breathing in and out with hoarse excitement as she stroked herself to full attention above you. There was the wet sound of her palm dragging over the weeping head of her cock, and you tried to turn to look, only catching the side of Larissa’s body through your peripheral vision. 

“Unnghh… Grab the lube, wait no, fuck…” Larissa cussed, her highbrow accent making her words seem dirtier than they were had her accent been muddier, less pronounced.

Your inflamed lover reached for her bedside table, manicured hand rifling about in the drawer for lube, something to aid the stretch of your body so early into the day. Coming back to you, she huffed against your turned cheek in impatience as she returned to her straddle. The squirt of cool jelly against her fingers mixed with the sound of her heavy breaths, the rest of the world too quiet to hear. You could feel your body heat up, the buzzing in your lower tummy turned to throbbing, a little bit of aching as you prepared for her attentions.

“Stay still, and breathe…” Larissa coaxed, softly kissing the tender skin behind your ear.

Two fingers moved, pressing the cool jelly against your relaxing entrance. Your hips jutted up at the shock of cold, but it was quickly forgotten; the pads of Larissa’s fingers spreading it around your clenching hole, lathering it in distracting gel. There was some tingling, a heightened awareness of the flesh around and just inside your vagina. You moaned aloud, hole clenching against her fingers, preparing yourself for the wonderful agony to come.

“Mmm… I knew you’d figure it out, my smart little minx.” Larissa cooed, leaning forwards and taking the lobe of your ear into her insufferably hot mouth. “Your pussy just creams when I use the special gel on you.”

Your soft whimpers fell against the pillows as you felt the tingling sensation of the gel grow, the throbbing, the unbearable stimulation placing all of your waking focus on your buzzing entrance.

“I know, I know bunny.” Larissa murmured, letting the tip of her tongue wiggle inside your ear as her fingers dragged up, rubbing some of the gel upwards, swirling over your swelling clit in insensitive, torturous circles.

“Rissa, please!” you whined, thighs squeezing together around nothing as the dull throbbing of your pussy heated up into a consistent pulse.

“Not my name, bunny.” Larissa chided, nipping at your neck in jest. “Spread your legs, come on now.”

A bratty whine left your lips, but you obeyed, lifting your hips up for a few more brownie points. Larissa hummed in satisfaction, dragging her lube coated fingers around your clitoris once more. It was derisively insufficient, mean. Nowhere near enough for you to cum, but more than enough for you to ache.

“Say my name, bunny.” Larissa repeated, tone firmer.

“... Please touch me more, Mommy.” you whispered, cheeks flushing an embarrassed pink.

Larissa’s approval came quickly; a devastating thwap of her cockhead against your inflamed folds. 

“Fuck!” you yelped, feeling your cunt throb, ache, practically begging for more.

“Naughty words, baby.” Larissa clicked her tongue, another thwap, harder and aimed directly at your clit causing you to jerk against the pillows.

You ached for her cock. It was early, your mind was fuzzy, and the arousal gel was making your vulva buzz with insufferable heat. There were no words good enough in your muddled brain to please her, to satisfy her urge for submission. So you pressed your hips up as best as you could, aiming to return to the earlier doggy pose you’d been in before.

“Not what I’m after, bunny love.” Larissa chuckled. “Say you want it.”

Larissa was always insistent about consent. Not just a ‘yes’ or ‘okay’. Always a ‘please’ or ‘now’. And in the moment it was infuriating, feeling like you were begging, but the intimacy, the deliberate attention to boundaries, and trust within the dynamic was safe. It was touching. It was why you felt safe enough to let her lay atop of you and fuck you into the bed like a doll.

“Please Mommy, please…” you whimpered, shame killed by the urge to fuck, to be claimed, to be pressed into the bed and take it.

Larissa shuddered, grunting softly as she aligned the tip of her dripping cock with your ever inflamed entrance she pressed in, gently at first, and then firmer. You felt the subtle sting of your entrance as it stretched, and your grunts and gasps echoing hers.

“Fuck, tight.” Larissa groaned, pressing in and out in rapid little humps, gently stretching you open with her heavy cock.

Shifting above you, Larissa wiggled a bit, finding the perfect position for her knees and hips. You knew she’d found it when she fully sank down, pressing herself forward, sinking every inch of herself down, down, down until you were stuffed. Larissa let out a long exhale, her breath stained with last night’s wine, sour and sweet against your neck. Her breasts smushed into your shoulder blades and tummy pressing into your back. All of her crushing you down, pressing the air out of your lungs, pressing your head into the pillows, heavy, heavy, heavy-

“Breathe.” she commanded, stroking hair out of your eyes.

You forced your lungs to comply, and with effort they did, ballooning air back, bringing sensation and touch, the eroticism of being trapped beneath the woman you so loved. 

“There’s my good bunny.” Larissa cooed, leaning down to nibble at the shell of your ear with mild attention.

Her gentle presence, the adjustment period allowing your cunt to relax, to shape itself around her cock, to learn to breathe with her weight atop you… It was just the calm before the storm. With a throaty sigh Larissa lifted her hips up, lifted her ass in the air, pulling her cock out of you at a deliberately enticing angle only to bear down in a heavy thrust.

In and out, in and out, she fucked herself into you, the squishing of your meeting flesh filling the quiet bedroom with sounds intermingled with cries, with moans. And Larissa loved every second of it. 

“Good bunny, good girl.” Larissa moaned, scattering heavy kisses over your flushed cheeks, your gaping mouth sucking what little air you could into your mouth.

“Gah… Huh… Mmmph.. Puh-lease..” you whined, incapable of full words beneath her gravid thrusts.

She was breathing heavier now, the exertion catching up to her this early in the morning. But Larissa wasn’t finished, not even close. Her thrusts only got heavier, emphasizing the rapid stretch of your cunt paired with the ever agonizing withdrawal, dragging against your g-spot, against spots that were deeper, those without names that brought hers clawing out of your lips.

“Mo-mm-my, please!” you whined, struggling for air, for pleasure, for more of her.

The arousal gel brought a terrible, maddening tingling to your clit, the lack of attention almost as worse as being attended to; they were both pleasurable but could become too much. Your lover understood, Larissa pausing her thrusts to fumble in the drawer for something more. Her breath returned, hot and heavy on your neck as her fingers slipped down to press something small and deliciously vibrating underneath your clit.

“You’ll take it for Mommy, won’t you? You need the highest setting, I know you do.” Larissa smirked, kissing your temple patronizingly.

The highest setting?! No god, please, no, no, no, no-

“Lari-” you gasped, mouth agape and searching for oxygen as she pressed her full weight down once more.

The vibrator sat at the perfect angle to nudge against your clit with each of her down strokes. Combined with the arousal gel, it was enough for your vision to white out. The pattern was perfect, not enough to completely overstimulate you, but enough to feel your brain melt. Larissa continued on unbothered, whispering sweet nothings into your ear as you felt your entire lower body go limp.

“So good, such a sweet bunny for me.” Larissa gasped, staring down at you as the whites of your eyes rolled. “I can feel you squeezing my cock, you’re close, aren’t you darling?”

You were close. Close to cumming or levitating into the next dimension, you weren’t sure. All you could really focus on was the rhythm; hard and unyielding, bringing forward the inevitable conclusion, the natural climax to your passionate encounter. You managed to turn your head to catch her out of your peripheral vision, and what you saw completed the experience. Beads of sweat dripped down her flushed red face, Larissa’s hair falling out of its curl as her hair gathered sweat. Larissa’s lips were wet and agape, brows cinched together as she pressed on, pressed forwards, grunting and concentrating on not cumming, not blowing herself and this experience away before you felt pleasure.

“Please… Cum for me, cum for me baby.” Larissa whispered, biting her lip to hold out a little bit longer, long enough for-

One slap of her balls against the end of the slipping vibrator pushed it up, directly atop your aching, pulsing clit. You felt your entire body go tense, eyes popping out of your skull as you careened forwards and into la petit mort, meeting her there as she spilled herself hot and wet into your aching hole.

“Oh god… Little darling…” Larissa moaned, fucking herself slower, pressing her cum back inside your rapidly shuddering entrance.

The vibrator still sat against your clit, buzzing at an unbearably intense degree. It prolonged your orgasm, but as you came out of it, spent and shuddering, the ever buzzing sensation brought forward painful, devastating contractions that alerted Larissa to your plight.

“Shh, shh. I’ve got it.” Larissa cooed, reaching her hand down to pull it away from your engorged clit.

The removal of the vibrator brought the relief of the incessant buzzing, but not the relief of emptiness. 

“... Mmm… Larissa, too sensitive.” you whined, trying to shift your hips.

Larissa tutted once, brushing your sweaty hair out of your eyes. Her softening cock slowly eased itself out of you, and with a gentle shift of her hips, slipped out of your tired, spent hole. Your cunt wept with relief, spilled essences dripping out of you and onto the sheets below.

“Stay still for me, hmm, darling?” Larissa murmured, still laying atop you. “Let me spoil you for a minute.”

She trailed soft kisses up your neck, tracing the natural path of your tendons. Your gentle lover pressed soft kisses to your ear only to trace the shell of it with her tongue.

“I think that was a successful start to the morning. Perhaps we should find other ways to occupy ourselves?” Larissa whispered into your ear.

You thought she was being sweet, offering an alternative to another round. But as her breath drew nearer, as she pressed her tongue out of her lips, tracing your inner ear only to press inside your ear, you knew it was all a play.

“I think I could use the attention of your lovely mouth next.” she smirked, biting the shell of your ear in jest.

The slow shift of her body, the shrinking of her cock upwards and into her body was your only warning. The shapeshifter had plans; it was going to be a long, long morning.

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[sweetteainthesummerx]

THE LOVE LASTS SO LONG (4)

In which Ollie and Aubrey's interaction is captured online

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notes: hey y'all! this is super slow burn but I promise its worth it :) Leave a comment ( I go feral for those) and ask to be added on the tag list if u please

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f1_09gossips posted

clip one: An iPhone camera captures a slightly grainy video of Aubrey Yang, wearing a newly given Ferrari cap, greeting Charles Leclerc and Alexandra Saint Mleux after the Monaco Grand Prix. She shakes his hand and gives her a hug in greeting. The three converse in rapid French, laughing once in a while. Ollie Bearman walks by mid-conversation, and Charles grabs his arm. The tall boy turns and sees Audrey, cheeks flushing visibly. Her back is now turned to the camera, but she waves and he smiles at her. The paddock is crowded and loud, but the camera shakily zooms in on the group. She shakes his hand, and he bends down to ask her something, speaking into her ear. She smiles and nods and he looks to his manager for something. His manager hands him his phone and he takes a selfie with her. He lifts his arm and she slides under it as he hands the phone to Charles. They both hold up peace signs, arms wrapped around the other. She offers him a hug as his manager calls him to leave to an interview. He returns it eagerly, bending down a little to hug her properly. Her hands loop under his arms to pat at his back gently, and his are wrapped around her waist. When they break, he says something again and waves as he leaves. Alexandra and Charles watch on with thoughtful looks on their faces.

clip two: Aubrey Yang, walking hand in hand with Lily Muni He as the two navigate through the paddock.

f1_09gossips Aubrey Yang seen in the paddocks yesterday!

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dudududumvp GUYS I SAW THEM and let me tell u ollie was fangirling

-- user1 hello???

-- dudududumvp yeah he was blushing and everything it was so cute

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aubreyyang Was an absolute privilege to film in my home city. WE LOVE YOU VANCOUVER 🇨🇦

White Jade Tiger is a project that is so close to my heart. As a second generation immigrant, this book meant so much to me as a child. Now, getting to play Jasmine and bring her story as well as thousands of others to life is an honour. Oh, and a Dallas pic to feed your soul :)

WHITE JADE TIGER OUT JANUARY 2025

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dallas_liu 🔥🔥🔥

user1 oh i didn't know she was canadian

-- aubreyyang born and bred, baby!

-- aubygfan1 OMG ILYSM

charlesleclerc felicitations!

-- aubreyyang merci! j'espère de vous voir (et Alex) à la première

-- f1wagsfvr damn everyones flocking to her insta she must be so lovely

-- dior.n.goodjohn trust me she is

-- user2 dior what r u doing here 😭

macecoronel congrats!

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WESTERN ASIA MEDIA PRESENTS

Dallas Liu and Aubrey Yang for White Jade Tiger

Western Asia Media Interviewer: Welcome, you guys!

Dallas Liu: Thanks for having us, man.

Aubrey Yang: It's so good to see you!

WAMI: It really is. Last time we saw you both, you were working on Crazy Rich Asians and Shang Chi respectively.

DL: laughs and shakes his head. Woah, that was actually so long ago.

AY: Don't, I feel old.

WASMI: Okay, so before we get started, we have a couple of personal questions... Aubrey, we didn't know you spoke French!

AY: Oh, that. I grew up speaking Canadian French at school, because it's mandatory in Canada. But actually, I've met some really good friends lately who are Monégasque, so my accent has been leaning towards there.

WASMI: Are these friends by any chance very famous motorsports racers?

AY: Yeah, Charles and Alex. They're both super cool.

WASMI: Onto you, Dallas...

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f1wags Ferrari rookie Ollie Bearman and model girlfriend, have allegedly broken up, according to sources.

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user1 NO WAY

bearmanheart MY CHANCE BRO

user2 aww they were cute

user3 rip

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olliebearman Monaco you never disappoint 🇲🇨 ❤️

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user1 i think him and Estelle actually did break up she hasnt been at any of the races for like weeks

-- user2 do uk why

-- user3 prob because shes so much older

charlesleclerc what are you doing partying 🤨

-- olliebearman sorry dad 😔

aubrie_yangfan WAIT IS THE BREAK UP CONFIRMED my Aubrey ollie pipeline might come tru

-- username5 ur actually delusional 😭

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[fatchance]

I start my holiday travels tomorrow, and will not be posting again until I return to Arizona in mid-January. I wanted to take this opportunity to wish a very Merry Christmas to those who observe the day, and a happy and prosperous New Year to all my Tumblr friends and followers.

Charles E. Martin produced this illustration for the December 3, 1960 edition of The New Yorker. He was a prolific contributor of cartoons and covers to the magazine.

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Do you know what season each of the books takes place in? Also, when does Grim start his own club? Was that part of a vignette or was it part of the main story? I can't really find any information about it on the wiki so...

Based on context clues:

Autumn — prologue and book 1 (September; Yana confirms this is the beginning of the school year), book 2 (probably October, since this is when homecoming games usually are held irl), book 3 (most likely November, as this is when most fall semester finals would be administered + winter break is shortly after)

Winter — book 4 (winter break, probably mid-December to early January to cover the span of the holidays), book 5 (opens on the new year and there’s roughly a month of training), book 6 (happens shortly after book 5 and lasts a few days total)

Spring — probably book 7 (takes place an unspecified amount of time after book 6, but characters express surprise when Malleus’s bad mood makes it snow, so the winter-time weather must be over by now); it is explicitly stated that 6 months have passed)

Summer — technically, the main story’s timeline has not even hit summer yet (otherwise the students would be going home for vacation)

As for Grim and his extracurricular (Gourmet Foodies Society/Gastronomy Research Club), it's definitely not explored in the main story since it holds no relevance there. The founding of it isn't really covered in the current vignettes or bonus materials either, it's just casually mentioned every now and again, such as in Ortho's College Gear vignette (where Ortho is exploring potential clubs to join). Since Ortho's College Gear vignette is tied to post-book 6 events, Grim must have founded/joined the Gastronomy Club before this point in time. Most schools irl tend to have club fairs to promote their extracurricular organizations early in the semester to get new members, so... My guess is Grim likely got his start in the club all the way back in early autumn, just off-screen/not explicitly shown to us.

[aloesarchives]

Jujutsu Kaisen Lore Headcanons for "Toji Lives/Megumi Cock Blocks Toji" AU

Warning: Female/Afab! Reader, Author(me) being a really fucking annoying narrator, Swearing, Inaccuracy to the anime and manga, Things that don't make sense but are trying to, Switching between reader and you, Mentions of OCs but reader is not one, Reader is highkey a marysue/OP

!!Disclaimer!!: These are my PERSONAL headcanons, thoughts, and opinions on how Toji would be like if he was alive and would act after the Hidden Inventory arc. Or how the events of Jujutsu Kaisen would be different b/c of reader and Toji being alive. These headcanons also explain Reader’s role and place in this AU how her presence changes many things.

Series: Jujutsu Kaisen

Pairing: Toji x Mama!/Fem!Reader

Pronouns: She/Her

Word Count: 5.5k words

Summary: Headcanons for the “Toji lives”/”Megumi cock blocks Toji” AU, and Mom!Reader being a part of and affects each timeline.

(A/N: I will have a separate post that will further explain the Shibuya arc and post Shibuya onwards with the “Toji lives” AU very soon! I know I said I'll have some posts ready after my lastest one but I was having fun and enjoying myself with the holidays that I kinda forgot about them. I promise I'll upload those posts within January! I apologize for my inconsistency!) [!!Unedited and not proof-read as of December 31 2023 12:05am!!]

General Reader Headcanons:

Reader is roughly around 33-34 during the Plasma Star Vessel arc(Year: 2006). Reader is also around her mid 40s (45-46) in present day Jujutsu Kaisen. Toji is roughly around the same age.

Reader’s technique is exclusive towards her, but the only time someone shared a technique like hers was during the Heian Era/Time Period where one of her ancestors is said to have the exact technique like hers but with personal different methods.

Reader hates the Jujutsu elders and higher ups for the schemes they have brewed. One which ultimately caused the Japanese faction of her clan to dwindle in size when she was around 8 years old. Reader is a certified hater of the elders and higher ups of Jujutsu Society, it runs in the family.

Reader's sorcerer grade is officially recognized to be around Semi-grade 1 to Grade 1 sorcerer. But in actuality, Reader is classified as a Special Grade sorcerer b/c of the rarity, nature, power, and versatility of the technique itself.

Reader is a mentor/motherly figure to Satoru. You are the closest thing Satoru has to a parent/guardian so Satoru favors you over many adults/older people.

Reader is considered a part-time sorcerer as she holds down a full time job in the real world after graduating. This is mostly due to her not wanting to be at the beck and call of the higher ups and Jujutsu Elders doing their bidding, but occasionally does help and do favors for certain people like Yaga. She only became a part-time Jujutsu High teacher shortly before the Hidden Inventory Arc.

Reader met Toji around her early 20s when he freshly exiled himself from the Zen’in clan. She ran into him during a favor she was doing for Yaga. She was on a retrieval mission to get a curse tool for Jujutsu High’s inventory. On her way to the location, she was ambushed by a curse. Before she could exorcize it, the curse sputtered and coughed up its blood as a blade pierced its chest and it dropped dead. With no curse energy, Reader was prepared to fight only to see a strongly built man with a small scar on his lips. She meets Toji, and funny enough he had the curse weapon she was looking for. She was trying to negotiate with him to get the weapon. She didn’t have to for long as Toji just straight up gave it to her and said, “You’re a feisty one, aren’t you? I’ll give it to you because you’re cute. Until I see you again, Ms. Sorcerer~.”

Then Reader randomly runs into Toji both on assignments and in real life. It was at random but in a consistent way. Eventually, Toji starts living with Reader because he is lowkey homeless. Reader first fell for Toji but Toji fell HARD for Reader. Always accompanying her when she has to run errands. Always watching out for her and in the shadows. Hell, he started asking Shui for information on certain people to make sure you’re not getting yourself into trouble. He also starts asking Shui for better paying jobs that he could do in a day then take a few days to complete.

Toji falls hard because of Reader’s understanding and compassion towards him and his past, which she was more than understanding of his feelings towards the Zen’in clan for their god awful mistreatment and ostracized Toji from Jujutsu Society. Yet he couldn’t understand why you had tears in your eyes when you pulled him in for a hug, saying that you’ll be his family now and he can rely on you. Thus, that’s when Toji said, “I need to fucking marry this woman or I swear to God I will assassinate every sorcerer in the world.”

After a few years, Reader and Toji get married and Toji takes Reader’s two last names: (L/N) Fushiguro. Fushiguro wasn’t originally a part of Reader’s last name, but decided to take it up as an alias when Reader briefly left Jujutsu society to live among non-sorcerers. The last name came from a distant relative a few generations back that was married into the family.

After around 29, Toji and Reader had Tsumiki. Then a year later, they had Megumi at 30. 

Though your place is small, it was homey and cozy for your little family. Life was good until the year where Tsumiki turns 4 and Megumi turns 3. Toji started having missions where he was coming home less and less frequently. It was starting to bother you because he was starting to miss out on Tsumiki and Megumi growing up. More so, it was devastating to you when Megumi told you he could barely remember anything of Toji, he even faintly describes Toji’s looks but it is starting to get foggy. 

It was becoming hard to support your daughter and son on your own, so when Toji came home one night you told him your thoughts. Then an argument happened, not a loud one to wake up the kids, but you were putting Toji in his place. Toji was trying to justify that it was his work and they have been demanding him recently, that it was the good of your family as they were paying him more money to do them. This was when you started questioning Toji’s occupation and what he does. Toji gets irritated about you questioning his line of work and tries to repeat again that it was for the sake of your family and nothing more. 

However, Reader is unaware that Toji made a deal with the Zen’in clan to sell off Megumi when he’s around 5-6. He couldn’t tell you this because he knew how you would react so he was going to keep it a secret for the time being. However, he would never tell after the argument the two of you had.

The next thing you know, Toji drops an envelope on the kitchen table and grabs his packed duffle bag as he heads towards the door. You tried to stop him but he says that he needs to leave for a while but he promises he will be back. Kisses reader on the lips and forehead before leaving their apartment. 

Reader is hurt and confused until she opens the envelope to see a check that’s already signed. It has $5000 dollars in it. It would last you at most 5 weeks for you and your children. Yet, that was the only check received from Toji as he went completely off the grid. No amount of resources would amount in a helpful way to finding what happened to your husband. 

That was when reader was assigned an important mission for the first time in years. Where you and another teacher, Maho(JJK OC) would act as guardians/chaperones to Gojo and Geto. Your jobs were to oversee and supervise the two students and report anything about the mission.

“Toji lives”/ “Megumi cockblocks Toji” AU:

So basically in this AU, not only does Toji live. But mostly everyone else does live, or somewhere along the lines of dead and alive. Well, minus Junpei and Mai. But that’s just me being blissfully ignorant of the canon timeline and canceling most of the events out and just changing them. 

So everything in the Plasma Star Vessel arc happens but the only thing that changes is Riko and Kuroi being alive. The way that it happens is you were sent ahead to do some investigating of the Jujutsu High area to see if it’s safe. Then out of nowhere, you were asked to speak to Tengen themself. Unbeknownst to you, you were unaware that Toji, your estranged husband, had attacked Gojo which forced Geto, Riko, Kuroi, and Maho(JJK OC) to run and leave Gojo to fight him.

You were basically told by Tengen to respect the last wishes of Riko Amanai before they merged. But they popped that statement out, you responded with, “what if her last wish is to continue on living and not merge?” At first, Tengen opposed you for your question. Saying it would throw off the balance of their stabilization and balance of Jujutsu Society. However, you countered by saying it’s respecting Riko’s wish and the girl's wish to keep on living. Meaning that technically you’re honoring her wish and you believed that she deserved to live her life.

Plus you argued that there are few Plasma Star Vessels out there, like Yuki Tsukumo, who didn’t merge with Tengen are completely fine. And Tengen didn’t suffer from not merging with her or the other vessels. So after some thought, Tengen briefly allowed Riko to live and not merge with her. However, in exchange, you would have to find a substitute host in place of Riko. While it wouldn’t be the same, Tengen said it would be easier to merge with another host that had curse energy or was a Jujutsu Sorcerer. 

Meanwhile, Geto, Kuroi, and Maho escort Riko in front of Tengen’s chamber. For a bit, Geto offers Riko a choice to leave with Maho and him. To not merge and live her life out. Riko expresses this but before she could allow Geto to take her hand, Maho gets shot in the throat. The bullet was meant for Riko but Maho’s change in positioning took the hit for her instead unintentionally. Toji reveals himself from the shadows and says he’ll take Riko dead or alive. Geto tells Riko and Kuroi to run while Geto fights Toji with Maho supporting him the best that she can after learning Toji killed Satoru.

Suguru and Maho get defeated while Kuroi is knocked out by Toji and takes Riko to the Time Vessel association. You come out of the chamber to only find Geto and Maho bleeding out, you take them to the infirmary and have Shoko heal them. Suguru tells you that a man with no curse energy ambushed them, killed Satoru, and took Riko.  ‘Wait, a curseless man? But. . . that can’t be’ You snapped out of it and left Suguru to find Gojo’s body to take back. You found where you assumed you would find his body but all you would find was a large blood smear on the pavement. So you went to find Riko in the association. What you didn’t know is that Gojo beat you to it. You snuck in and when they were about to kill Riko, you snatched her away and brought her back to Jujutsu High. However, you asked Riko about Gojo’s whereabouts. She said she last saw him fight a tall man with a small scar on his right lip. Your blood runs cold as you continue to drag her towards the school. She didn’t understand why you stopped talking, but the look of fear on your face told her something.

As Gojo and Toji duke it out for the second time, it was Suguru that caused Satoru to misfire his Hollow Purple at Toji and narrowly missed him. Toji knew that he lost the fight because he would’ve died if he got hit. Let alone, get defeated one-way or another. Since Suguru told Gojo that Riko’s retrieval was a success, Toji knew he wouldn’t get paid for the job and just gave up. He, surprisingly, surrendered himself to the two and was taken to an underground bunker where Toji was heavily sealed and chained up. Doesn’t even bother fighting back at all. Though the mission was a technical success, Tengen didn’t merge with the chosen vessel and there was a sorcerer killer on the premises of the school.

Since you were in charge of the mission and the only one uninjured, you were held accountable and take full responsibility for what has happened. The Higher-ups and Elders were not happy, to say the least, with the results. But specifically that you allowed the rest to get hurt and let Tengen’s vessel free, ceasing the merging. However, they weren’t on Reader’s ass for the first two. They were mostly on her ass because they discovered the identity of the sorcerer killer is Toji. And somehow figured out Reader’s marriage with him. Because of this, they were going to execute Toji and put Reader on trial.

This was also the moment reader’s suspicions were right with Toji doing all of this. She was going through the ringer of emotions when revealed the information in the same room with the very people she despised. So she kept to herself and remained calm. She proposed a deal to them that she knew they would consider. In exchange for Toji’s life and freedom, the reader gave these conditions:

Toji’s weapons would be heavily sealed and hidden away where no one can obtain them. Their whereabouts will be unknown and Reader and a select few would know about the location. 

Toji cannot enter Jujutsu Society/High without Reader. For at least a year, Toji can’t be near any sorcerer or enter any Jujutsu building. Reader is essentially Toji’s handler and responsibility. Toji has to be with Reader at all times when on Jujutsu Premises.

If Toji acts out of line, he will be immediately executed. Reader will also be executed or exiled from Jujutsu Society. However, if Reader dies, Toji will be executed. If Toji somehow dies, Reader would be somewhat safe. But if Reader dies, Toji will die with her. Reader’s life is in the hands of Toji’s behavior and actions. While Reader’s entire life and existence is the reason why Toji lives and her dying means he dies too.

These conditions were simple enough but the higher ups were still doubtful. But Reader also adds that after a year, Toji could go on missions if it involved a reward. Mentioning that Toji would be a vital asset to them and keeping him on house arrest wouldn’t be ideal. Reader tells the higher ups that Toji was exiled from the Zen’in clan years ago and would only listen to her. She implies that Toji could wreak havoc on Jujutsu society if it wasn’t for her.

With reluctance, the higher ups agreed to Reader’s terms but warned she would be on a watchlist. Reader just waves it off. Yet after she leaves the room and goes outside, the weight of her emotions get the best of her and she cracks under it all. This was a lot of process and bear but she was the only one to do this. 

Strangely enough, a distant relative of reader’s contacted her about moving into an old home of theirs. No prices or charges, they just needed to give the house to her since they were moving back into the clan’s main residence. Reader was like okay, thanks for the free house. Since there wasn’t much at the old apartment, they didn’t need to pack much.

Once Satoru and Suguru were healed up, Reader tasked the two of them to bring Megumi and Tsumiki to the dorms temporarily until the house was ready and Reader dealt with Toji. Satoru may or may not have slipped about Megumi’s true heritage, causing Suguru to bonk him on the head. Megumi doesn’t want to go with the two men but after telling him and his sister that Raeder sent for them, he and his sister followed them.

Reader basically was taken to where her husband was held. She only had less than an hour to talk to him so she had to speedrun their talk and leave some things out. It was strange to her to see her husband, the notorious sorcerer killer, chained up and not fighting his restraints. It looked like he hadn’t eaten in days and the color in his eyes was dulled out. But when you entered the chamber and made your presence known, he perked up because he recognized your footsteps.

As much you wanted to comfort and coddle him, you were furious and beyond disappointed with him. Toji admits his faults and was okay with dying. During which he reluctantly revealed to Reader that he sold Megumi to the Zen’in clan for his technique. With this newfound information, Reader is heartbroken and slaps Toji square in the face. Though she didn’t want to, he did deserve it. So Reader explains the conditions she made to grant Toji his freedom and life back, if he so chooses. Or he can get executed, the choice is his.

Toji doesn’t deserve a second chance but Reader offered one to him. While putting herself and life at risk for a bum who ended up abandoning his family. Reader said he can clean himself up, to step up as a husband and father. The only term she was willing to give Toji if he chooses to come back. In a way, Reader was giving signals to Toji that she still needs him and doesn’t want him to die. Toji thinks about it. He would be restricted to being at home and the outside world, while being on a leash by Reader when entering Jujutsu Society which he doesn’t mind the thought of.

Toji makes his decision by agreeing to the conditions while also promising to pull himself up. Although it made you smile, it disappeared when you remember how your children would react to seeing their absent father again and trying to adjust to his constant presence. Toji said he’ll try his best, but he wouldn’t guarantee Megumi and Tsumiki’s approval. But it didn’t matter to him because his family needs him and he would damn to waste his second chance knowing many don’t get any.

So it was settled. Toji is freed because of Reader with the somewhat of an approval from the Higher-ups, the house was ready to move with the kiddos, and everything was starting to set in motion. It was a hard adjustment for the kids in this new chapter of their life. Moving into a new, nicer, and bigger home than the previous smaller apartment was a big change. Another big change was seeing their father for the first time in almost months. Tsumiki was a little happy to see Toji back at home with them but Megumi was different. In fact, he was indifferent about Toji’s return and tried to completely ignore him. You and Toji completely understand Megumi’s feelings about his dad suddenly popping up again out of nowhere after months of not coming home. You reassured your son that Toji’s staying for good and that it’s okay for him to not accept his dad's presence right away or force himself to.

It wasn’t what it used to be but Reader didn’t mind it. Since Toji was on house arrest in the meantime, he was on house-husband duty. Since you were now working as a full-time Jujutsu teacher(2nd-3rd year teacher) and Sorcerer, you were away from home a lot during the morning and afternoons. Toji struggled in the beginning but he really managed and became good at it. He was an excellent cook, cleaner, errand runner, and even handyman. You still handled the money but Toji never asked you for more than what was needed. He started picking up Megumi and Tsumiki from school, making the other parents drool over him. He honestly likes the domestic aspect of this part of his life, something he never imagined when he was younger.

You knew it was bad but you asked Satoru a big favor. Since Megumi’s sale to the Zen’in clan was still up, you asked Satoru to postpone it or intervene in a way. Reader would have the power but her clan faction isn’t what it used to be and the Zen’in clan hates her guts for marrying Toji. Satoru agrees to help but it would mean that he would have partial guardianship over Megumi. That was fine with you but explaining this to your young son would be hard, considering he will be training and spending some of his time with one of his mother’s student.

Satoru and Suguru become older brother figures to the kids and Shoko being a big sister. They would come to your house to visit just to see the kids. It was challenging at the start since Toji was there and a constant reminder of their weakness. But you talked with them about it, saying that they don’t have to care for your husband and hate him all they want. But never hate the children. This was helpful to Suguru since Riko and Kuroi were living on Jujutsu Tech grounds as a safety precaution since there were still hits on Riko. You also noticed Suguru's depression while soul-searching. You always told him that you considered him family and let him know to come to you for help when he needs it.

Reader is the sole reason Suguru hasn’t fallen to the dark-side and became a curse user. However, he and Satoru almost became one a year later. 

A year after the Hidden Inventory incident, Nanami and Haibara were sent on a mission to exorcize a grade 2 curse. You accompanied them because you knew the area better and felt the need to watch the students. However, the information was completely wrong as the curse they were facing was a grade 1 curse that manipulated the earth and surroundings. While Nanami and Haibara had minimal to mild injuries, you were badly injured and bleeding everywhere. While you were able to exorcize the curse, you were hanging on by a thread because your main priority was the safety of the two students. Though you were healed, you did have a faint scar and you were out from doing missions for about a couple of months. Highkey traumatized the two students because their teacher was about to be murdered and they couldn’t do anything about it.

What they didn’t know was that the mission was a ploy to have Reader be assassinated while carelessly adding kids to the mix. All done by the Higher-ups and encouragement of the Zen’in clan. The only reason this information was spilled out was Toji was visiting you in the infirmary and his super hearing heard a low grade Zen’in sorcerer spill it out. He, along with Satoru and Suguru, forced the sorcerer to spill anything they knew. The sorcerer revealed that Reader had been on a watchlist and knew she was dangerous to them so they tried making her death a tragic accident. Surprisingly, Toji and Satoru had this moment of truce between each other. It was interesting to Suguru because both of the two men hate each other’s guts but decided to work together if it involved you. They would’ve stormed in and decimated the Higher-ups and Zen’in clan, which Suguru didn’t mind. 

It was Shoko that retrieved them, saying that you were awake and wanted to talk to them. The three begrudgingly made their way to your room. Reader essentially argues that going on a killing spree would make them curse users, they are just tools for the higher-ups and would turn on them at any given chance. She reminds them that if Toji kills in Jujutsu Society, she would die or be completely exiled and Toji would be immediately executed. Leaving her children all alone with both parents gone and possibly dead. Reader admits she wants to change Jujutsu society and take down the current higher-ups and dismantle the old system. But she doesn’t want to drag Tsumiki and Megumi into the mix, especially since Megumi possesses a technique that has been sought after for centuries.

This weighed on the four of them as Reader continued to talk. It doesn’t help that if they do succeed in killing the higher-ups, not many people would follow behind them, like the big three families. She advises that they need to wait, which she is aware that time won’t change anything. But something needs to happen in order for the change to happen and work in their favor. Suguru understands but doesn’t really agree because keeping them around for longer will just continue what’s happening. Reader points out that if they kill the current higher-ups now, possibly the worst people would take their place. A greater evil replacing a mild evil, pick your poison.

The men don’t go through with the killing but are on legit bad terms with the higher-ups. Toji couldn’t give two fucks about them and the Zen’in clan, but he loves you so he’ll abide to your rules. Similar to Toji, Satoru is the same. He does have the power to do all of this, he knows it would put many people at risk. Suguru was the only one who was conflicted about it, they could do it now so why wait for later? But Suguru is only doing this for his friend and you, not for Jujutsu Society.

Reader is aware of Suguru’s breaking point with what’s been going on. She tries to help but knows Suguru has to make that choice to reach out for help as well. He has been sent on mission after mission, breaking him down even more. One night when you were still on mission leave, there was a knock on the door. Opening it revealed Suguru holding two twin girls in his arms. After dragging him inside, giving the girls Tsumiki’s old clothes, patching him up, and making him tea, you asked what on Earth happened? Anxiety gnawing away as you assumed the worst. Then Suguru explained the situation, his latest mission in a village where he found the mistreated twins by the villagers. He didn’t kill them, to your relief, but he was mad and angry how non-sorcerer people could be more cruel than them. These are the people they were supposed to protect and save but they pull off the most heinous crimes, putting a hit on Riko then torturing these innocent girls. 

You didn’t deny Suguru was right, why protect non-sorcerers when they have the ability to be as cruel as the curse spirits they fight? But it was not about being the better person and letting them get away with it, no. It was about would it be worth it in the end for Suguru to kill off random humans who they’ll never see again? The village was remote as it is. So for torturing the girls, Jujutsu tech and other Jujutsu sorcerers weren’t allowed to do assignments for the village. Leaving the villagers vulnerable to curse attacks and incidents. While it still was a bad decision to leave them to fend for themselves, you couldn’t let Suguru go on a killing spree. 

So Reader helps Suguru take care of the twins along with Satoru and Shoko. The twins had a hard time adjusting but got used to living with Suguru as their guardian/dad. The Twins grow up with Tsumiki and Megumi as they would have play dates and hangout with each other whenever they were at Reader’s home or Reader brings Megumi and Tsumiki to Jujutsu Tech. 

With that, Suguru and Gojo become teachers at Jujutsu High. Shoko became a doctor, Yaga became the principal of the school, Haibara is a full-time sorcerer while Nanami left the Jujutsu World after he graduated but eventually returned a couple years later. You still teach at the school but more of a substitute teacher and only going on retrieval and investigating missions. 

During this time, you tried your best with your children to mend their relationship with Toji. While Megumi took a little longer than Tsumiki, they recognized that their father was staying and not leaving anytime soon. The household was a lot healthier because of that, putting Tsumiki and Megumi in a better mental state. With Megumi having developed his curse technique, Satoru trains him and spends time with him after school to help him better understand his technique. Though you do help your son, it seems like Satoru had teachings that stick with him more. Megumi recognizes Satoru’s presence, though annoyed for the most part, and sees him as an older brother figure but he’ll never admit it. Toji is more involved with his kids' lives as they get older, making up for their earlier years. They have good figures in their lives, making their lives better. While Megumi still has that surface-level brooding antisocial personality, it’s credited to him being an introvert and picking up bits of Toji’s personality.

Though Toji and Megumi’s relationship got better over the years, they have their little banter moments here and there. It was more for annoyance and teasing between the two. You allow it to happen only if it’s meant to be a joke and not a cruel insult disguised as a joke. Sometimes Tsumiki intervenes but you tell her that’s how Megumi and Toji show their love for each other. Especially when Megumi gets older and doesn’t show his vulnerability as much compared to when he was younger. Megumi grew to appreciate his dad more and Toji values from what his two children have taught him.

With the events of JJK 0, since Geto is alive and a non-curse user, let’s just say that the villain who attacked Jujutsu High was Kenjaku but in a different body of a powerful person. So Reader meets Yuta and the other first years and is shocked to see a Zen’in with no technique. She makes personal note of this while also helping Satoru and Suguru teach them. Reader was also there for the attack that took place on Christmas Eve, which pissed her off because she was supposed to be at home with her family but some powerful bozo wanted to conquer and see the whole world in shambles. Nanami and Haibara were serving on the battlefield. Gojo was literally giving hands to Miguel while Suguru was helping in exorcizing and stockpiling curses. 

Kenjaku gets heavily injured and flees the scene, proclaiming that this wouldn’t be the last time they would see him. So after convincing forcing Miguel to come to your side, Reader and Satoru sent Yuta with him to Africa in hopes of finding more of the curse rope Miguel’s clan makes.

Meanwhile sometime later, Megumi was of age to go to Jujutsu Tech. He had a lot of resistance from you to not go there, let alone be a sorcerer. But Gojo talked with you and convinced you that Megumi would become a better sorcerer if he went. Yet it meant dorming at the school and Reader was reluctant about it. But when Megumi showed interest and talked to you about it, you agreed to it but it meant that Satoru would be responsible for his well-being during school hours. Toji also was on Megumi’s side, saying the boy needs to spread his wings and kick ass. Plus Tsumiki will be home too. He’s becoming a young man and you hate to admit it but your husband has a point.

Also in this AU, Tsumiki doesn’t get cursed and goes into a coma. Long story short, you had a gut feeling that something bad was gonna happen. But it wasn't like the air shifted or felt different. Nah, you had this impending doom and you felt so sick that Toji was concerned for you. When Tsumiki left for the bridge, Toji secretly followed after her and saved her just in time. However, one of her friends ended up getting cursed instead. Tsumiki feels guilty but Toji explained about your concern for her safety which is why he went.

Everything still happens as per usual. Megumi meets Yuji, Yuji eats Sukuna’s fingers, Yuuji becomes Sukuna’s vessel, Megumi, Nobara, and Yuuji become a team, etc.

Megumi never really mentions Reader/You, his dad, or sister to Yuji and Nobara because they never asked him. But also, he still is a well-reserved person and doesn’t let information like that slip, especially what he knows about Reader’s status in the Jujutsu Society.

Yuji and Nobara don’t meet Reader/you until after the Kyoto exchange event because Reader/You were in Hokkaido for a bit. But let’s say Reader/You were not pleased with the treatment of Yuji and the Jujutsu Tech students from Kyoto. Todo gets a pass but he’s the only one, Miwa does but she’s a different story.

Reader brings up Maki to Toji and Toji seems interested to see another person that’s very similar to him. Reader brings Toji to school and this is one of the times he is actually well-behaved and watches from afar as he sees the second-years train. He observes Maki quietly as you await his response. Toji just stands up, saying there’s another foil to the Zen’in clan’s plans before leaving the school grounds with you.

Toji does go on missions for Jujutsu Tech but he’s not considered a sorcerer. He’s very similar to Mei Mei in terms of only doing a job if it bleeds money. Due to his Celestial Restriction, he is sent on more dangerous missions. But he doesn’t mind because the paycheck he gets is a fat one that could provide for a year for your household.

Now with the Shibuya Arc, it will be completely different with Toji being alive and an ally. Though tragedy and destruction will occur in Shibuya and afterwards, Toji’s being alive does change the tides against Kenjaku and his evil plan. This is also where Reader starts doing her own thing and pulls some strings that’ll help the main cast. Even if it’s not on legal terms.

[mythmerth]

from my December readings, I’ve collected a few more merlin fic recs for the people…

For favorite long (80k+) fic, I would have to choose Drink my Pain, Swallow Your Pride by Lex18. I’ve read another fic I love by this author and if you’re looking for just the most fan fiction fan fiction that hits the spot, READ. It’s got sexual tension, it’s got vampires, it’s got werewolves, it’s got familial secrets, it’s everything you want to indulge in and more. I, for one, love the vampire Arthur agenda and please give me more 🙏🏻

For favorite mid length (30k-80k) fic, I would have to stretch the boundaries a bit and choose the 85k A Summer in Delphi by rotrude. I went on a spree of reading this authors work and their variety is amazing. This was full of self acceptance, beautiful love blossoming, some tears, and a whole mountain of emotion with the characters. Definitely recommend!

For favorite short fic (<30k) I would have to pick this short smutty fic called Beware the River by I_ran_out_of_books. if you’re into some magical being (?) smut I definitely recommend, it’s a little wild but the concept is great (and, in my humble opinion, underused). A succubus/siren creature morphing into what Arthur desires the most, aka merlin, and then merlin seeing this go down? sign me up

I’ll fire off some other fics I enjoyed this month here~

You have got to be kidding me by Diamondmask, painful but still so good modern slice of life merthur fic. A LOT of up and down emotions with this guy

Two Hundred A Heat by SauraUnderscore, smutty omegaverse tropes for a quick and fun read

A West-Country Romance by rotrude. really had me so soft by the end, them being so desperate for each other gets me misty eyed

Midnight Dragon by rotrude also had such a fun premise, enemies to allies, opposites attracting, yummy yum yum

I’m 100% serious when I say I’ve read heaps of rotrude’s merlin fics this past month. if you don’t know what to read, go through their works! There’s 168 of them and they’re all unique and wonderful. I was hard pressed to not keep repeating their name over for my recs this month, and I guarantee they’re showing up in January recs again too!

For my favorite reread in December I’d have to go with Arcane Asylum by new_kate. It’s another popular one, but I started rewatching the show prison break recently and it got me in the mood for this kind of gritty fic. Merlin is extremely BAMF in this and Arthur is his grounding center. beware of the tags but it still is a great read if you haven’t checked it out!

That’ll be all for this month! I’ve been relaxing over winter without my computer so when I have access to that I’ll be making my list of my merthur 2024 fic recs. rest assured I have a lot to say and a lot to love, and I’ll be back in a few weeks with January’s recs too!

(which… god, if I keep up this pace the 2025 stats will be just as insane as the 2024 ones)

how insane, you may ask… Check out my 2024 merthur stats here!

want more recs? Check out some of my other posts!

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Hello, Gallavich fandom!

I'm organizing the calendar of events for next year and I'd like to get some input from you all before finalizing it. Please check my questions at the end.

Here's a rough draft:

January - Guessing for the Masquerade taking place up to the 31st

Mid-February - Appreciation week / Lovefest (The idea is having an event to talk about everyone's favorite Gallavich related things, including fandom stuff. From favorite episode to favorite fanart, for example. So kind of a mix between the appreciation week and the Lovefest, two events we've had in the past.)

Late February - Sign-ups for the gift exchange start

Early March - Sign-ups close and prompts are chosen

Late April - gift exchange postings

Mid-May - Gallavich Week themes revealed

Mid-June - Gallavich week

July - Summer Camp event is coming back! (Not hosted by this blog though, just adding it to the calendar to avoid overlapping the events)

August - A.U.gust

September - Reverse Big Bang posting (again, not hosted here)

October - Kinktober

November (mid to last week) - Masquerade opens

End of December - Masquerade posting

Now, here are my questions:

1) I've seen some people posting secret Santa gifts recently. I moved the gift exchange in favor of the Masquerade and also so it wouldn't be yet another gift exchange for those of us who participate on several fandoms. So the gift exchange is (was?) scheduled for next year. But now I'm wondering if you even want another one? I don't know if the one that just happened was open to anyone in the fandom or if it was a closed community, I literally just found out about it when people started posting, but if it was for everyone, are there enough people who didn't participate or that would like to do another one so soon? Would you prefer to maybe cancel it or postpone it? Or have another event instead?

2) On a similar note, I know everyone's always excited about A.U.gust and Kinktober, but those events can also be moved around a bit if it would help. Would you prefer to have the Kinktober in March instead, for instance? (with another name, or course lol). Basically, the AUs event and the smut event can be moved to different dates, it's what I'm saying. I think it would be nice not only to have some variety, but also so that they're not alongside similar events for other fandoms (the Kinktober especially, not to mention there's also Inktober for fanartists and other stuff). Plus, it gives us more varied content throughout the year. We only have to be careful not to overlap with the events being done by other blogs.

3) Are there any other events you'd like to see that I haven't mentioned? Or any events you're tired of that you think could be swapped or maybe shortened? Feel free to send me suggestions. I promise to take everything into consideration.

That's all for now. Thank you to everyone who read it this far and especially to those who are going to give me an answer. 💞

[bambi-kinos]

What do you think of Paul and John 's relationship in 1980? Personally, I think they had at least some sort of consensus of the relationship (I mean, a formal romantic relationship) in 1980, and I don't think Paul started thinking about the nature of the relationship after John's death, i think they both took it seriously in the'70s and decided that what they wanted from each other. It wasn't the Beatles anymore, it was John and Paul, but John's death stopped it.

I don't know what to make of John and Paul in 1980 to be perfectly honest. There's a lot of rumors and conjecture swirling around it like the Crazy Days and Nights post. A lot of the interpretations around 1980 are based in wishful thinking because no one wants to believe that John died without some sort of plan in mind with regards to Paul. The fact of the matter is that there's too much we don't know.

What we do know from the 1970s is that John and Paul's relationship really split down the middle and they didn't want anything to do with each other. They did still care about each other but they had pissed each other off too much. Paul did start reaching out in the mid-70s trying to talk to John but John, and especially Yoko, didn't want this contact. That's why John turned him away from the door when Paul tried to show up (alone!) with his guitar. John regretted that later but I don't think it's wrong to see their relationship as very dead in the water.

And the truth is that Paul didn't actually pursue John that much contrary to some bitching that took place last year in the fandom. Paul's heaviest overtures to John were when he was out of Yoko's immediate presence during the Lost Weekend and then when John went back, Paul kept him at a distance again. The communication eventually became infrequent phone calls (since many were blocked by Yoko on purpose) and that often turned into them shouting at each other. Paul eventually stopped calling John frequently and when he did he was careful to keep their conversations very light and stilted. Otherwise John would just get angry at him. Paul had other things going on in his life, he had to raise his children, be a husband, keep making music, and arrange tours.

I can imagine that John and Paul hooked up occasionally through out the 1970s but the truth is that when John said "leave me alone" Paul did.

I don't think John's last interviews wouldn't be so laden with regret towards Paul if they had something planned in the background.

Paul never forgave John for leaving The Beatles or for giving his life up to Yoko. He did want John back in his life and away from her once Paul realized what she was doing to him, but I don't believe that he was willing to stick his neck out again for John's sake. He didn't know what he was going to get in response. I would think that's why they booked the studio in January 1981, to see if they could operate with one another on neutral ground. But that was a test balloon.

It's possible they did have something happening in the background but John seems too torn up about Paul in 1980 for me to really believe that. He was actively trying to leave Yoko but I think he would have been in the wind a bit if he had, Paul wasn't riding to his rescue this time. And he was right not to.

We just don't know enough to make any firm pronouncements about 1980. Whatever John wanted from Paul it was vague and undefined because they were rebuilding their relationship from rubble. Paul was wary around John and trying to figure out if he could really trust him this time.

Idk I just don't get the "we are together again" vibes from everything that was happening in the Dakota at the time.

[potahun]

WPS Boys' Birthdays

making a post for this in case people have Thoughts, but: Depending on whether you consider WPS canon, the birthdays for furuya, hiro, matsuda, hagi and date can be narrowed down to 6 months (give or take) of the year, between beginning of october and end of march:

the police academy course for university graduates in Japan is apparently only 6 months long. and

Conan straight up says WPS is a story about boys who joined the police academy "in the spring" (narration at the start of WPS), so even if we give it a margin of doubt, they joined around late March tops. But-

Conan plainly states that the police academy primarily accepts students in April, and October. Usual academic years in Japan start in April too. So it's very likely that the course started at the beginning of April for them. This would place its end in September.

All five of them are said to be 22 at the beginning of WPS and still 22 again at the very end, when they graduate. So the months left for their birthdays are October, November, December, January, February, and March.

Falling cherry blossoms is the setting we see for matsuda and furuya decking each other in the face at the start of WPS. In Tokyo, cherry blossoms usually bloom in late-March and fall by mid-April (see e.g. here) So it places that scene somewhere between start of April and mid-April. If you take into account that Matsuda and Furuya's fight didn't take place on Day 1 of the course, then you have some leeway to include early April in the birthday range (but not much of April since cherry blossoms disappear by mid April).

Meanwhile, assuming that the course started in late March instead for an exceptional reason, then you might have leeway to include late September in the birthday possibilities (aka if they finish the course late September and immediately turn 23).

But yeah. As long as time did pass normally back then (and it could have, after all it was before Conan existed) that'd be it for them!

WPS is generally considered more "canon" than ZTT since GA wrote it , instead of just vetting the drafts like for ZTT. Of course GA can choose to retcon this anytime, but otherwise it seems those would be the months we can pick for WPS boys birthdays!

If you believe in horoscopes maybe you can choose according to that. If you dont believe in it maybe you can pick according to preference like "do i want him to be a winter, fall or spring child.... " idk. but in any case, that does narrow the possibilities down quite a bit for all 5!

[sportspuckball]

2024 Writing Wrap Up

I joined HRPF in mid-summer and haven't really looked back. I tentatively put a toe in the water with my first fic in July and then launched an entire universe (accidentally) a few weeks later. I have a lot of plans for more works and universes and making these ding dongs use their words for 2025, so thanks again for liking my words so far. Here's to a calendar turn and symbolic fresh starts.

(List of Fics written this year below the jump)

ONE SHOTS

Secret Keepers (M, 13k) Matthew and Leon are completely convinced that none of their friends know about them. Nearly all of their friends know about them. This gives them the bravery and structure to come out and change hockey in the process.

german wolverine and the st. louis kid (M, 10k) Matthew gets drafted by the Oilers, Leon has a thing for curly hair he can grab onto, Connor is the long suffering one stuck in the middle of their pining, but they finally figure their shit out via Christmas gifts.

We Need a Little Christmas (M, 2k) Matthew had a rough week at home, so Leon decorated their house for his favorite holiday, even though it's July

Commitment to the Bit (T, 2k) Leon cannot believe Matthew sent a text to a reporter to roast him, and yet he totally can, because his husband is a menace.

Light the Lamp, Not the Rat (M, 3k) They get engaged, Matthew introduces Leon to Muppet Christmas Carol, and Leon learns a bit more about the man he's in love with.

Four Christmases (M, 7k) Slices of their lives through four key Christmases

SERIES

chase all the ghosts from your head (M, 50k+) (still posting, will finish early January) Mattia Tkachuk is the best athletic trainer in the NHL, Leon hates her for unrecognized horny reasons, they eventually get their shit together. also, there's a lot of hot chocolate.

Addison Tkachuk Fanfiction Universe

All of these stories are about Single Dad Matthew (referred to as Dadthew) who missed the NHL draft because his very sick daughter needed him, and her birth mother peaced the fuck out. She grew up to be a generational talent of a hockey player, and through Plot Reasons, Leon and Connor realize it. As of this day, it's about 350k worth of words and I think it'll be close to 750k when it's done.

Cedar Park All Stars (M, 102k) Leon lost a bet and has ended up spending the first bit of his summer in Central Texas coaching a girls hockey camp. He's specifically there to coach a generational talent on her passing skills and it takes him about ten minutes to decide that he wants to be a part of making her career happen.

Matthew's daughter is said generational talent.

They'll obviously both be normal about each other.

Edmonton Athletics (U11) (M, 75k) Addie gets tastes of Canadian hockey, Matthew and Leon get tastes of what it means like to be in an actual adult relationship.

Edmonton Athletics (U15 Year One) (M, 150k) Addie’s with the big girls now, and is absolutely getting her ass kicked, and is obviously loving every minute of it…ish. Leon’s looking at the standings, and looking at the calendar, and looking at his family, and wondering when he comes out. Matthew’s chewing on an idea about his future, and chewing on how hard to push on Leon’s independence, and chewing on…well…everything.

(INTERLUDE) Dadthew Bonus Content: Birthday Videos (NR, 2k)

Four birthdays, four videos, four peeks into their lives.

[historical-fashion-polls]

Hi! I loved the halloween event so much thank you for making it! is there a possibility that we are going to have an event for the december holidays too?

hello dear anon! 💕

I'm so happy to hear that you enjoyed the halloween tournament so much! 🥰🥰

and I'm glad to hear that there's so much interest in me potentially doing another one! ☺️💕 I have additional answers here, here, and here on this topic, but the most immediate answer is that unfortunately it's just not going to be possible for me to do one this year 😔😔 however, given the interest I've seen, I can definitely start thinking about something for next year! ☺️☺️ (I'll also make a little interest poll hopefully within the next week to gauge general enthusiasm 💕💕)

in terms of timing for a potential winter tournament, I was thinking I might aim for mid-january through some time in february? (again, this probably would not be until next next year, jan-feb 2026) I have a few reasons for this:

as I mention in that last ask I've linked, I would do something more "seasonal" that's not directly linked to any holiday, so it would still be seasonably appropriate in jan-feb (for the northern hemisphere at least)

december tends to be a really busy month for me, as the whole first half is usually taken up by writing, presenting, and submitting course papers

and then my birthday is at the end of december! as much fun as running the tournament was, it was also a lot of work, which I would prefer not to worry about on my birthday, if that's okay!

but then there's another birthday on january 18th – the blog's first birthday! 🥳🥳 I could absolutely see that being the start date for a winter tournament, but I just don't see myself having the time to get something together by this jan 18th, which is why we could potentially aim for next year?

I thought I'd put this all out here to get y'all's tentative thoughts on this! let me know what you're thinking if this is something you have thoughts about! ☺️💕

so sorry to turn this very sweet ask into such a long post! ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹 but thank you such much for this lovely message, and I hope all my reasoning makes sense! ☺️☺️ if you have further thoughts, please feel free to send in another ask! ☺️💕

[fdelopera]

Welcome to the 28th installment of 15 Weeks of Phantom, where I post all 68 sections of Le Fantôme de l’Opéra, as they were first printed in Le Gaulois newspaper 115 yeas ago.

In today’s installment, we have Part II of Chapter 11, “L’enveloppe magique” (“The Magic Envelope”).

This section was first printed on Thursday, 4 November, 1909.

Gaston Leroux cut “The Magic Envelope” from his novel when he prepared the First Edition for publication.

In January of 2014, I published my translation of this chapter. Mine was the first English translation of this chapter to be published.

You can read my translation of “The Magic Envelope” on my blog here.

The text of this section starts at “All the same, Moncharmin was still looking at Richard in a way that the latter did not like at all,” and goes to “'Not on your life!’ cried Gabriel.”

TRANSLATION:

All the same, Moncharmin was still looking at Richard in a way that the latter did not like at all. It was easy to see that Moncharmin was suspicious of Richard, or at least did not trust him. Richard was infuriated.

Moncharmin explained himself.

“My dear fellow, who was it that spoke inside the box, if it wasn’t you?”

Richard raised his fist in rage but stopped mid-gesture. At the moment when he was going to slam his fist down on the desktop, he heard three sharp little knocks coming from inside the desk; his hand remained suspended in the air. The two Managers looked at each other.

“Did you hear that?” asked Richard in an uncertain voice.

“Yes!” said Moncharmin, who had become slightly pale…

They heard it again… They thought about the three sharp little knocks of which Mother Giry had told them.

Indeed, this is what they had clearly heard… Distinctly heard … from inside the desk … for there was no one under the desk…

But there was something on top!… A large envelope on which someone had inscribed an address in red ink. And it seemed to them that the three sharp little knocks had been rapped out for the express purpose of drawing their attention to that envelope.

Richard, who, however much he claimed to the contrary, was not completely devoid of superstition, cautiously reached out a hand towards the envelope, as if he feared that his touch might suddenly set it on fire.

Finally, he picked it up without further incident. It felt light in his hands, which were quick to open it after he and Moncharmin — who was leaning over his shoulder — read the address:

“For MM. the Managers of the Opera.”

“My dear friends,” said the letter, “it was I who spoke inside the box. I was there. If you did not see me, it is because I am slightly mistrustful of the police, who are always quick to make mistakes; although I had made all the necessary arrangements, as you can now deduce, so that if you had entertained the notion of informing them, they would have arrested both of you first, on your own instructions: that, you will admit, would have been quite entertaining… Let this prospect, my dear friends, be a lesson that you always bear in mind in the unlikely case that you should consider involving an outside force in our business.

“Here is how you shall handle the 20,000 francs.

“You shall slip twenty notes of one thousand francs each into an envelope that you shall find here enclosed. You shall seal this envelope and deliver it to Mme Giry one half hour before the next performance; she will do what is necessary. Cordially yours. P. of the O.”

Inside the envelope they had just opened, they indeed found another envelope that was exactly the same, folded in half, which bore the inscription in red ink: “For Monsieur P. of the O. Private.”

*  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *

The next evening, one half hour before the curtain rose, an inspector came to see Mme Giry, who was already at her box attendant’s post, and requested that she report immediately to the office of M. Firmin Richard.

The good woman did not seem at all surprised by this message and momentarily left her duties, which consisted of awaiting the arrival of the first operagoers. She quickly went down to the season subscribers’ entrance, crossed the stage, and climbed the staircase. There she encountered her daughter, Meg, on a landing, who was in the midst of playing a prank on a fireman. Mme Giry gave her a slap on each cheek, and then went to knock on the Manager’s door.

“Enter!”

She did not seem to notice that the Managers were staring at her with an uncustomary urgency. She took an envelope, rather heavily laden, that they held out to her. She read the address, and since she was carrying the basket from which she rarely parted, she placed the envelope inside.

“No doubt you know what this means?” asked Moncharmin.

“Of course, Monsieur Manager! It’s not magic! It’s a letter for the Phantom.”

“And you are going to deliver it to him yourself?”

“So it seems. What would you have me do with it?”

“You are going to deliver it to him by hand?”

“Monsieur, I’ve never seen the Phantom’s hands, and I couldn’t tell you whether he has any…”

“But how do you do it?”

“I put it by his seat; it’s as simple as that!… And apparently, he comes to get the envelope. That has to be the way it happens…”

“Has it been long that you have served as his letter-box?”

“The first time that it happened was during the time of Debienne and Poligny, a few days before their departure… M. Poligny himself handed me a letter, but much thinner than this … and I did more or less what I am going to do with this one… Goodbye, Monsieur! With all due respect, I’m on my way… The patrons ought to be arriving, and everyone must earn a living, don’t you agree?”

Richard and Moncharmin did not stop her from leaving. They had not taken their eyes off of Mother Giry or her basket. No sooner had she closed the door than she was followed by Mercier, the Administrator. The box attendant’s every movement was carefully monitored. Her comportment was quite natural and she did not so much as touch her basket until she arrived at Box 5. There she calmly opened her basket and withdrew the precious letter. She left the basket on a stool and entered the box with the letter, which she placed on the shelf by the armrest.

Meanwhile, Mercier in turn took the liberty of opening the basket and found that it contained nothing more than a handkerchief of the finest lace monogrammed with the interwoven letters, “P.O.,”[4] a bunch of keys, a box of matches, twelve sous, and an old edition of the Petit Journal, folded to the section of the serialized novel: The Vampire’s Daughter.[5]

As for Moncharmin and Richard, they both armed themselves with opera glasses and stationed themselves in separate boxes in the upper tier so that they could not be seen, although the letter did not for an instant leave their dual patrolling gaze. In this way, they spent the duration of the performance, both the acts and the entr’actes.

They did not see anything occur inside the box, and yet still they watched the envelope on the little shelf by the armrest. They made arrangements so that after the performance was over, they would convene together with Mercier in Box 5, without interrupting their surveillance on the envelope for even a moment.

Then the two Managers, standing before Mercier, who understood nothing of the events that were transpiring, for he had followed his instructions without being briefed on the details of the affair, opened the envelope with a smile. They believed that the Phantom, who was surely possessed of a practical mind, must have sensed himself being watched and had not dared to touch the envelope. Indeed, they found the 20,000 francs still inside. And so, with a slightly smug air, they returned to their management.

But as they arrived in Richard’s office, they discovered that, sitting there on the desk, in the same location as before, was an identical envelope, which contained a “brief note” thusly worded:

“Candles and chandeliers![6] Brevity is the soul of wit; the Bank of Saint Farce[7] is not legal tender in my Empire. In the future, try to be a bit more serious, or I shall wax wroth once again. Candles and chandeliers!

“Your servant,

“P. of the O.”

It was no longer a matter of “friendly regards.” Needless to say, the Phantom was furious. But how had he known that in place of real banknotes, the Managers had slipped fake notes into the envelope, since it had remained unopened and had not been touched? And as for this latest threat — candles and chandeliers! — how had it arrived in Richard’s office, since after the last letter, Richard, recalling a bit late the recommendation given to them by the departing Managers, had installed safety locks on the doors of his office to which he alone had the keys?

I regret that I must here use an expression which is in no way recommended by the dictionary of the Academy, but no other word would be able to convey with detail and yet with restraint the state of mind of one of the Managers: Firmin Richard was fuming! No exclamations, no curses, no angry gestures. But in his breathless silence, he seemed to radiate fury.

And what infuriated him more than anything, even more perhaps than the absurd business of P. of the O., was Moncharmin’s eye, that eye which regarded him, Richard, with clear malicious irony.

For that ironic look could only come from two things: either Moncharmin imagined that P. of the O. was “making sport” of Richard in particular, or Moncharmin had begun once again to suspect his colleague! And this latter thought crowned Richard’s misery. Oh, to be the pawn, and yet to be thought the mastermind!

Suddenly, he cried: “Mercier! Go get me Gabriel!”

Gabriel, the chorus master, was Richard’s friend. He had Richard’s confidence, and frequently, when Richard was in trouble, he found excellent council in Gabriel. When Mercier had returned with Gabriel, Richard asked them both to sit down. Then, having ensured that no one could hear what would be spoken between the four men, having ordered Rémy, his secretary, who was keeping watch in the adjacent room, to prevent anyone from entering the office, he recounted from the beginning the details of that strange affair. Gabriel and Mercier listened in perfect silence.

When Richard had finished, Gabriel stood up and said: “You must put the 20,000 francs in the envelope, but the real 20,000.”

“That’s also my opinion,” agreed Mercier, and he added: “And we must inform the Commissary of Police!”

“Not on your life!” cried Gabriel.

NOTES:

[4] The letters monogrammed on this handkerchief are “F.O.” in the French, and it is the translator’s theory that this is short for Fantôme [de l’] Opéra. These initials have therefore been translated as “P.O.” for Phantom [of the] Opera. It is possible that the rest of the items in Mme Giry’s basket were meant to be Erik’s possessions, as well. For instance, the matches might be the implements that Erik used to write his various notes, since Leroux described that Erik’s handwriting looked like it was formed using the tips of matchsticks, presumably dipped into his signature red ink. It is also tempting to think of Erik reading a story about vampires, since there are certain aspects of his character, such as sleeping in a coffin bed, that appear to be drawn from vampire literature. It is certainly amusing that Leroux inserted this slightly self-referential element of a character reading a feuilleton within his own feuilleton. However, it remains unclear why these items were in Mme Giry’s basket. Like so many other details in Leroux’s novel, we have no definitive answers.

[5] A thorough search of Le Petit Journal, a Parisian daily newspaper similar to Le Gaulois, from 1863 to 1910 can find no feuilleton by the name of La Fille du Vampire. It is likely that this serialized novel was Leroux’s invention.

[6] This exclamatory phrase in French is “lustre et balustre,” which literally means “chandelier and baluster” (the baluster in this instance is the ornate stem of the chandelier into which the candle-bearing arms are inserted). This particular use of these words may be an expression of Leroux’s own devising, as it does not appear in contemporary books of French wordplay. That said, the words “lustre” and “balustre” frequently appear together in French grammar books as rhyming pairs, so there is likely a subtextual relationship between them. Instead of attempting an idiomatic translation, the translator has chosen a more literal translation, albeit one that captures some of the phrase’s rhyming quality, in order to retain the chandelier reference, since this gives the phrase its menace.

[7] The Bank of Saint Farce was pretend currency, similar to play money.

Click here to see the entire edition of Le Gaulois from 4 November, 1909. This link brings you to page 3 of the newspaper — Le Fantôme is at the bottom of the page in the feuilleton section. Click on the arrow buttons at the bottom of the screen to turn the pages of the newspaper, and click on the Zoom button at the bottom left to magnify the text.

[itsmercuriosity]

Lukola transits (October- December)

This is a post about Lukola transits. I have already posted something similar on TT, but I thought I'd go into details on here where I have more space to write down stuff.

Luke's:

Transiting Venus in his 5th house from Oct 17th until Nov 11th: romantic and social activities characterise this transit. This is the perfect time for businesses related to art and music. I feel like he will be more in touch with his passion and he may also book other jobs and start new projects.

Today the Sun enters Scorpio in his 4th house, Venus is still in his 5th: he will take personal initiative and leadership in domestic and family affairs. When I talk about domestic activity, I feel like he will be more social and express more his creativity in his private. He may be thinking about settling down and maybe moving and buying a new house. Good time for communicating with loved ones. I see him spending his time with his family more. Maybe he will go to Brighton to spend some time with his loved ones.

Transiting Mars trine Venus from Nov 4th until the end of the month: excellent time for actors and relationships. Easy to make money during this transit.  

Mercury in his 5th from Nov 7th until mid January 2025: romantic opportunities arise in connection with intellectual activities and short trips, or through association with one's neighbours, co-workers, brothers and sisters, or the groups and organisations to which one belongs. There is likely to be an unusual amount of social activity and communication and comings and goings involving children, romantic partners and coworkers. This is THE perfect time for his career.

Dec 7th Sun enters his 5th house, Venus in his 6th: this is a very relaxed and enjoyable time. He will have a lot of fun and will not take things seriously.

Transiting Venus in Aquarius in his 6th: this is a favourable period for public relations or for dealing with women. The transit is also characterised by communications regarding art, music, entertainment and luxury items. 

Transiting Sun sextile sun: communications and short trips involving social and romantic activities often result in new opportunities for expression. I see him travelling in this period

Dec 21st Transiting Venus conjunct Sun, Venus in his 7th: I see harmonious public relations. He will be very much in love and he will want to spend his time only with his partner. This is the perfect time for establishing a relationship. Again businesses related to art, entertainment and music are favoured.

Transiting Jupiter trine Jupiter: increased financial resources, improvement in domestic and family affairs.

Transiting Jupiter sextile ascendant: harmonious period for relationships and self expression.

Nicola's:

Today the Sun is in her 8th house until Nov 16th : she may be drawn to the occult in this period. Some wounds about her past can come back to the surface. I see an increased sex drive and sexual involvements are very likely to happen.

Also transiting mercury is in this house: I see short trips for business reasons and a lot of communication related to money and joint finances. Her talent will be appreciated and promotion is indicated, maybe she will book another project. She may be a target of stalking during this period. Maybe fans won’t allow her to do stuff or maybe she will get papped again, idk. This is a great time to open up conversations about topics that normally might cause waves, such as those revolving around the sharing of power, intimacy and finances.

Transiting Venus in her 9th (Until the end of October): romantic, business and social opportunities may arise during this time. This transit is great for adventures in foreign countries, she will have a great time if she goes on holiday. She may become more interested in other cultures or she may fall in love with a foreigner. 

Transiting Jupiter trine ascendant until the end of November: very successful time for public relations, for marriage and other partnerships.

Transiting pluto sextile Venus: perfect time for inspiration, she may have good ideas for business ventures. This transit, that lasts until November 2027, can bring marriage or romantic opportunities. 

Mars in her 6th until February 2025: there may be possible misunderstanding and arguments in the working environment. She may become more interested in her health, she will want to improve it. There is an interest also in clothes or changing her personal appearance during this transit. Maybe a haircut? idk

Jupiter in her 4th until Dec 2024: possible change of living place or taking up residence in a distant place. The home environment can be expanded and include more members during this transit. 

Dec 7th Transiting Sun in her 10th: she will focus on her work a lot. Romantic or social opportunities may arise through her profession. She should be careful with her reputation as some activities could damage it.

Transiting Venus will be in her 12th house in December: secret affairs could occur in this period and she will spend a lot of time with her partner, just the two of them.

I venture to say that with these transits, especially in December, we might finally understand if Nic and Luke are in a relationship. Something will come up during this time, I guess.

I feel like Luke will have new opportunities career related and will book something new that we may know about. He will also have to deal with something related to his family until November.

I would love to know your thoughts and share opinions.