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Paul finds something tucked out of sight in John’s attic studio. Kenwood, 1967.
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What events preceded that adorable photo where John and Paul are snuggled close, looking so affectionate and comfortable together? And where did John find the scarf?
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Saliva flooded Paul’s mouth at the very sight. They had never done this before, not with any of the other bodies.
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The Chaser and the Commentator by Desaumarez
Fandoms: Rhett & Link, Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
04 Nov 2016
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[DISCLAIMER, old and unfinished and shit, do not judge!] This was not the first time Rhett had been knocked from his broomstick during a Quidditch match. But in all his years of commentating his best friend’s games, Link could not remember a moment where Rhett hadn’t immediately gotten back up.
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“So I was beating the shit out of him, and hitting him with a big stick, too, and it was the first time I thought, ‘I could kill this guy.’ I just saw it, like on a screen — that if I hit him once more, that was going to be it.”
In which John hits Bob Wooler once more.
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13 Dec 2025
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On October 31st 1956, Mary McCartney passes away. On November 1st 1956 Jim McCartney calmly buckles his two sons into the family car and drives it into the neighborhood pond. There are no survivors.
On July 6th 1957 John Lennon meets Paul McCartney at the local pond and the trajectory of his life changes forever.
Or: Paul is a siren and John falls in love with him
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20 Nov 2025
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John goes to sleep in Rishikesh, and wakes up in London, in a world where he and Paul have been together for years. Part of him is unsettled by it, even a bit put off — but another part of him is helplessly curious. He does his best to navigate a life that could almost be his own.
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21 Oct 2025
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“Oh,” Max breathes, “look at you losing control. Want to do it right here, huh?” He steps closer, daring, taunting.
Through the haze of bloodlust, Charles knows he’s clamping too tightly to Max’s arms, fingers digging in with inhuman strength. His fangs are out, too. He should leave before he loses what’s left of his mind. Instead, he tightens his grip, eyes flickering red, nails sharpening to prick holes in Max’s ugly Red Bull polo.
Despite all that, Max doesn’t flinch back or make a hurt sound. If anything, he pushes into the touch. Charles inhales greedily, intoxicated by the signature of his blood.
Max smells like temptation. Like home. Like he belongs to Charles.
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16 Oct 2025
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It took Max three years and two world championships to stop seeing Charles as his omega. He wonders how many years and championships it will take this time around.
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