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Why’d you look so surprised Ringo?

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door-slamming: john x reader

request: hi!! i was thinking maybe u could do a john smut where hes been holding in alot of frustration and he takes it out on the reader? not like- in an abusive way lol like sexually?  umm can I please uh request a John and reader smut? Just filth where the reader is really submissive and they like fuck over a desk or she’s on the kitchen counter and it’s rough but v hot?? a/n: i loved this request!! thank you :)) honestly each time i write i have to hold back and not make it too hard oops. pairing: john x reader summary: the tensions between The Beatles has become too much for John. warning: hard smut (hopefully u think its hard), ass smacking, dirty talk. year: late 60s. word count: 992 (similar to the last one oops)

John was doing a lot of door-slamming recently. He would come home from the studio fuming and would slam the door. You didn’t like it but you understood, things weren’t the best with the band. He would then either lock himself in the room until dinner time or seek you out - either for comfort or to rant.

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What’s going on here??

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Helloo!

No pressure if you don't want answer this but I am looking for a specific fanfic and I was hoping you could help me.

From memory, it's pure smut. Mclennon. From an original Lennon idea, they often hump/frotte each other. And during this fanfic we follow Paul who wants to change that. He suggests that John uses his tights. Clearly want to be fucked. John bursts out. It's "too queer". He wants to keep their habits. I suppose that finally they get their through it and they are deeply in love etc. But I don't remember how.

Voila. Hope you can help me.

Love you! Good night!!

Hello there! I think the fic you're looking for is the masterful headfirst, fearless by @revollver...! It's in equal parts filthy and sweet and has one of the loveliest Paul-lines of all time (but: no spoilers). Many, no: all! should read it. Also: to the anon with the pining Paul ask! I look forward to answering it; I'm taken over by needing to finish a story that won't leave me alone first, but I will get to it soon—I'm actually keeping it as a kind of reward for when I finish this draft. :-)

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I want everyone to know that you’re mine: George Harrison x reader

request(s): - can you write a smut about George being like possessive and wanting the reader to be loud during sex bc “I want everyone to know that you’re mine” and if possible have it happen bc maybe the reader was getting hit on by the others and George wanted to reiterate who she was with? Thanks so much! - Can you write something smutty for George? - pls i need more george smut 🥺🥺🥺 im in love w him 🥺🥺🥺🥺 (aren’t well all) a/n: do any other authors get horny when writing smut or… pairing: George Harrison x reader summary: teasing George (just realised i put in the wrong summary! it is correct now tho, whoops!) warnings: sexy time! dirty sexy time! orgasm denial (female) oral (male receiving). unprotected sex (remember to wrap it before you tap it, lads). ass smacking. kinda harsh sex but not too harsh. jealous!george word count: 3651

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Tips for great McLennon fics!

The Beatles

Very good fics. If you haven’t, read them! My favorite fanfiction: McLennon on ao3.

Don’t forget older fics too!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/929424 Where Does it Hurt Mr. Lennon? From 2013

imabeatlemaniac (SimonTamSherlockBabe)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/1013286 Deep desire. From 2013

Llamaonfire

https://archiveofourown.org/works/8800171 Carousel

RosalindBeatrice from 2016

https://archiveofourown.org/works/37225195/chapters/92876131 Keep It In The Attic!

Pansextastic

https://archiveofourown.org/works/39058863 why dont we do it in the storage closet?

octopus7740

https://archiveofourown.org/works/36314383/chapters/90531172 Going Nowhere

inspiteallthedanger

https://archiveofourown.org/works/40445817 in the middle of a dream

downtothelastdrop

https://archiveofourown.org/works/40355517/chapters/101087547 Arrow Through Me

inspiteallthedanger

https://archiveofourown.org/works/45760207/chapters/115155775 The Jumper

merseydreams

https://archiveofourown.org/works/45752629/chapters/115136836 well, how did I get here?

moonjockey

https://archiveofourown.org/works/42574752/chapters/106940415 Something Borrowed Something New

inspiteallthedanger

https://archiveofourown.org/works/40276518/chapters/100884318 Take a sad song, and make it better

javelinbk

https://archiveofourown.org/works/42265947/chapters/106126230 I Need You Darlin' (So Come Go With Me)

Anonymous

Etc etc so many good writers in this fandom!!

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Greece

Paul McCartney x reader smut

Warning: handjob, blow job, kissing, swearing, and smut with a very horny Macca 🧍��♀️

P.s this is my first story :)

You and Paul have decided to go on a little vacation to Greece after you both have been working your asses off in the studio.

you thought it was eel deserved as you’ve noticed a few grey hairs sticking out like a saw thumb through Paul’s dark brown hair, and you have a few yourself.

You’ve been in Greece for 4 days now just sucking in as much of sun as you can before you have to go back to the dull weather of the uk, you and Paul have just gotten back from a little lunch date on the beach.

For the last 4 days you’ve woken up to Paul’s warm rough hands circling patterns on your stomach with his morning wood pressed to the side of your thigh, and easily as always you give in and have rough sex at least 3 times before you get up to start your day.

But the one morning you don’t fall for those angel eyes of his, all hell breaks loose. “Y/n, please?” Paul whines in your ear as your getting dressed for the beach lunch.

He’s been like a dog watching you in the shower, he combed his hair at least 6 times just to get a glimpse of your soapy naked body.

“honey we’re gonna be late, no.”

You laugh as he turns around and groans whining like a child, when he turns around to complain some more he gets a tease of your bikini that your putting on.

“Your wearing that?”

“Yeah, what you don’t like it or something?”

“Do you understand how intense my boner is right now?” He says grabbing your hips pushing your ass agents his bulge as he groans deep in your ear.

The sound made your legs shake a little but your sex wet as fuck.

“Please, for me?” He whines again this time wrapping his hand around your neck, which you react with a soft moan.

“No” you say with all your strength but for your amusement you wiggle your ass agent him one last time before pulling your dress up.

“Such a fucking tease” he says picking up his wallet and keys holding the door open for you as you walk out, Paul lays one last slap on ass and you Yelp

“Just you wait till we get back to our room tonight”.

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The whole lunch was fab, you swam in the crystal blue water together and had a few drinks, but the sexual tension between you and Paul only grew larger by the touch.

On your way back to your room, Paul has his palm firmly wrapped around the back of your neck. It was fucking hot.

Before you got to your room you had a sneaky idea, you grabbed the key to your room out of Paul jacket and ran to the room before Paul could stop you.

You closed the door behind you and began to strip dip to your panties leaving your shoes, dress and bra in a little trail to the bed.

When Paul walks in he says the mess you’ve mad and rushes after you to find you sat on the bed waiting for him.

“Your being a good girl now but do you really think it’s gonna cut you being a brat this morning mm?” He asks leaning against the wall his voice much deeper and his accent at its peak.

“It was worth a try” you say with a smirk leaning back on your elbows so he can see the full view.

Paul stalks over too slow for your likings, he gently picks up your hand and pulls it to his cock printed through his jeans.

You begin gliding your hand up and down him, he’s rock solid, who knew a man could get this hard? You sure fucking didn’t.

“Your gonna fix it for me honey?” He says lifting your jaw to look at him but your eyes stay glued to his cock, fascinated.

His grip tightens making you snap out of it “are you listening?” He asks raising an eyebrow.

You say nothing but get to work unbuttoning his pants and freeing him, your lick one swipe up tasting all the pre cum leaking from his tip, he groans loud “fuck, just like that darling”

You slowing take him all in making sure every inch of him gets the attention it well does need until you reach the back of your throat, you moan as he wrapped his hand around your hair getting a good grip and pulling.

You look up at him through your wet lashes, his eyes are glued on you, you can bearly see his green part of his eyes, he was holding back every part of himself that just wants to face fucks you with everything he’s got.

You pull back and kiss his tip “loose control baby, take all your stress out on me” you say as your gliding your hand up and down his shaft.

“I don’t wanna hurt you honey ” he says gliding his other hand against your cheek.

You stand up holding his hand and giving his a soft hiss.

“I wouldn’t say it if I couldn’t take it, I want you to fuck me harder and rougher than you’ve fucked anyone before, fill me up right to the top, I wanna feel you in me for days baby. Loose control”.

“god where did I find you?” paul chuckles giving you one kiss moaning in your mouth as your grip on his dick tightens.

you sit back down and give his tip one last kiss before take him all in, paul gives you a few seconds to get comfortable before his grip on your hair gets tighter.

He begins to slide out before ramming his cock right to the back of your throat, each thrust gets faster and faster, and he gets louder. his moans where just as gorgeous as him.

His back arching as you grab his ass for any kind of support, he had a great ass and you always resented him for it, the way it was just so fat and round.

The view when you looked up was beautiful and down bad slutty his mouth wide open in a perfect ‘o’ shape, and his eyes squeezed shut, you’re a gagging mess underneath him it was kinda gross but so hot.

“fuck fuck fuck” he hissed pulling out holding his cock, “I nearly came, fuck” he giggled looking at you as a pool of drool and pre cum leaked from your mouth to your tits.

“I would’ve liked to taste that” you say with a giggle.

“maybe later sugar but im cumming deep in that tight cunt of yours” he says wripping the rest of his clothes off.

That smug slut.

He pushes your shoulder down until you his the cold blanket of the bed and pulls your panties down putting them in his pocket, pulling both you’re your legs over his shoulders.

He teases your throbbing clit with his tip, just that little bit of friction caused your legs to shake and paul took that up real fast.

“you get this worked up over me face fucking you?” he laughs doing it one last time before sliding into you immediately he falls forward holding himself up with his arms and you wrap your legs around his waste.

both of you letting out loud sighs of relief and ecstasy.

You were sure the fucking receptionists could hear you both.

“fuck yes baby” he moans pulling out than slamming back in, hard, fuck he loved watching your body react to his cock filling you up. The way you shake uncontrollably and your eyes squeezing shut.

You had no control over it and you loved it, he was a perfect fit as if your cunt was made to take every last inch of his.

He knew exactly what to do every time, whatever you needed he was onto before you even knew you needed it. You were so amazed.

His mouth lands on your left tit, his right hand holding both your hand up and his left hand sliding down to your clit, he felt every clench and every time your cunt got wetter.

He was thrusting in so fast and so hard he was close and so were you.

“come on baby, I need you to cum on my cock” he groans right into your ear so deep, it tipped you over the edge.

Clenching around him, his thrust not stopping riding you out. Taking everything you got, draining you dry.

Your squirming and kicking your feet, god it felt so good. You felt him leak in your sex planting his seed, his hip stuttered and shakes before coming to a stop.

You opened your eyes to see his cheeky grin he has plastered to his face, you both laughed “god your fucking heaven sent” you say leaning in kissing his swollen fluffy bottom lip he’d been biting.

“stay here” he says sliding out and running to the bathroom, watching that ass jiggle was the best sight ever you thought making yourself chuckle, he runs back and opens your legs cleaning you all up.

“this feel warm enough?” he asks looking at you “yes, thank you baby” you smile, throws that wet towel on the floor and climbs back into bed with you, snug as a bug.

“that really did relieve a lot of stress” he says making you wet yourself laughing “same” you say making him have the same reaction.

“GoodNight dolly” he says placing a gentle kiss on your lips before closing his eyes.

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if you’re currently accepting requests, can i have a threesome fic with the reader, paul, and george? its 1964 at the height of the beatles fame and they spot her in the audience at one of their shows. they can’t decide who should have her so they share?

This is a great prompt! Sorry it took a while to write… but hope it turned out well. Anyways, enjoy:)

Word count: 2300

Warnings: smut! Threesome

The band is up on stage preforming their last song. George is doing his guitar solo when he makes eye contact with you. The whole audience is screaming out to them, but you stand out.

During the final bow George steps up to Paul and whispers “Look at that one, she’s beautiful ain’t she?”

You see Paul look your way and smile. “Sure is. Think she’s gonna stay after the show?”

“Don’t know mate, hope so”

You make eye contact with them both as they exit the stage. You can’t help but gain hopes that one of them will meet you afterwards.

And to your surprise while you’re on your way out you bump into Paul. “Oh sorry love”

You both apologize and laugh, but only for a short second before some other fans spot Paul and start running in your direction. “Shit, come with me?” He smirks at you. You nod, interested in the transpiring situation. Paul grabs your hand and pulls you through a door that leads to the backstage area.

Paul quickly shuts the door behind you and you feel butterflies in your stomach growing. Did he really just pull you with him? From the slight second you had talked with him, he didn’t see you as just another crazy fan? He wanted you with him?

“I gotta go change, but there’s an after party, you want to join?” Paul smiles intriguingly at you.

“Sure, I mean, if you really want me there?” You muster out while attempting to hide how much you’re blushing.

“Of course we do” You hear George say from behind you. He smiles engagingly at you.

If your heart wasn’t racing already, it sure was now. Both your favorite band members are paying attention to you. You don’t know what to do other than smile and thank them. Of course you accept the invitation.

When you arrive at the party you and the band go to a table and begin chatting and getting to know each other. After a while John and Ringo go to dance and chat with some other people. But to your surprise George and Paul stay with you.

You’re sat between the pair, just now realizing they’re sitting much closer to you now than when John and Ringo were here.

George’s hand is inching closer to your thigh. While Paul’s eyes are looking deep within yours.

Both men want to be respectful towards you but they can’t help but be fascinated and intrigued by you. They want to indulge in their desires, but who will be the one who gets to do it? Your attitude shows them you are interested, they just can’t seem to tell which of them you want.

The two have now started almost a kind of competition to see who gets you. They compliment and flatter you, constantly attempting to outdo the other.

“Yer really somethin’ special y know tha love”. “That dress really looks stunnin on ye”

And that’s the just the least obvious signs they give you, George is rubbing his hand up and down your thigh while Paul has placed a protective arm around your shoulder.

“Paul why don’t ye go get some drinks or somethin?” George urges him with a sly smirk. Paul won’t budge that easily, he ain’t leaving the two of you alone.

You’re starting to get their little competition, but you don’t understand how both these boys could be fighting over you. They’re members of the most famous band in the world, every girl in the world wants them, and somehow they both want you?

You continue sipping your drink, hoping the alcohol will help you loosen up. And so it does quite quickly. George’s hand is sliding towards your upper thigh and he’s whispering things he’d like to do to you.

Paul is busy kissing your neck and fawning over you. You don’t know how you got in this situation so quickly but you didn’t want anything else. Both men fighting over you were giving you goosebumps.

You barely dared think the thought of actually having both of them, you didn’t want either of them to win this competition of theirs. If only they could keep going down the path they’re on now.

You didn’t intend to but in the heat of the moment you grab both men and pull them closer to your body, only wanting to be touched by their calloused fingers and soft lips.

Paul is determined to get you, so instead of giving up and letting George have you, he grabs your chin and turns it to face him. George looks at him confused but before he can complain Paul begins talking.

“Listen, obviously we both want you, and since you haven’t left yet I get the impression you don’t want to. So either tell us which one of us it is you want or we might just have to share ya”

You let out a slight gasp at the forwardness and the situation that’s being presented to you. You look back at George and he just smiles intriguingly at you. You now notice just how close George’s hand has gotten to your heat and how badly you want it there.

“I don’t know, I-I don’t want to choose, I really like you both”

“Guess we’ll have to share her then right Georgie” Paul smiles smugly at him.

Before you can think further of it Paul places his lips on yours while George lifts you onto his lap. You let out a pleased sigh. Paul’s lips part from yours “You ok with this love?”

You nod, grinding your hips on George’s attempting to get some friction. George holds you still, keeping you from moving, and whispers in your ear “gotta use yer words darlin”

“Yes-yes just kiss me” you blurt out as you grab Paul’s collar and pull his lips back to yours. The men chuckle while they continue fawning over you. George is marking your neck with his mouth and guiding your hips on his. You quietly moan while your hands roam Paul body, constantly pulling him to you.

“Someone’s a bit eager” Paul teases before standing up. “Let’s find a room,, don’t want us to fuck you right here do ya?”

You squirm, his forward words makes you pussy ache for relief. You blush as Paul takes your hand and you stand up. The men begin leading you through the crowds. George has placed a protective hand on your lower back.

You all rush to find a room where you can be alone. When you finally find a bedroom you walk in behind Paul and before George can even close the door Paul is all over you. Pushing you against the wall, kissing you while his hands hold you tight. Your hands go to his hair, pulling slightly.

“Oy, we said share her didn’t we?” George says almost jealously. You laugh a bit and Paul pulls away, letting George take his place.

George’s kiss is a sweet contrast to Paul’s,, his lips feel less soft and more fierce on yours, he’s feels almost more passionate. They just amaze you. And how just a few hours ago you were watching them preform and now you’re here with them as George’s hand is tugging at the bottom of your top and you can see Paul undressing himself. Constantly holding eye contact with you as George begins pulling your top off.

Paul walks up to you and tauntingly pushes George away. He picks you up and carries you over to the bed. Gently placing you on your back. Both men climb onto the bed and begin placing kisses all over your body. You feel Paul’s soft hands caressing your breasts as George begins his work on your lower regions.

George is pulling your skirt down tauntingly slow. His hands slightly brushing against your skin. Practically making you beg them to relive you. Paul grabs a hold on your wrists and pins them above your head, limiting your control. He kisses your neck and moves to your nipples at the same slow pace George set.

You buck your hips upward longingly wanting for someone to touch you where you need it most.

“Needy one aren’t ya?” George teases as his hands finally remove your skirt and begin toying with the hem of your underwear.

Paul suddenly bites at your neck, making you groan out in both pain and pleasure. George soon follows him, slipping his fingers into your panties. Stroking them against your clit. You moan as he begins lightly drawing circles. Paul’s prick twitches in his pants at the sound of your pleads. He squeezes your breasts and continues biting and kissing you.

Without warning, George pushes two fingers into your wet and longing pussy. You nearly scream from the pleasure. You want to reach out and pleasure the boys back, but Paul is still firmly holding your hands back.

George’s fingers are pulsing deep into you. Making you moan out his name. This almost makes Paul jealous, as you feel his mouth quickly travel back to your nipples. Pleasuring you there while George’s fingers fuck you.

You feel yourself getting closer to a climax but just before you can come, George retracts his fingers. You beg him to put them back where they belong, but the men are now staring down at you. Amazed. And really ready to fuck you.

“You want to cum, love? You can cum on my cock” Paul smirks at you and all you can do is shout yes. He repositions himself between your legs and lines himself up. He teases your slit with his tip and you can’t help but moan just from that. George is watching you. Mesmerized. Watching you beg for his band mate to fuck you.

Suddenly, Paul slams into you. Hard. You moan out his name and he smiles down at you and begins rocking his hips. His cock filling you with every thrust. Your hands grip the sheets so hard you’re afraid they might rip.

George is stroking himself, watching and listening to your beautiful sounds. He’s sending kisses over your neck and to your breasts. He’s more daring than Paul as he is nearly biting at your nipples. Pulling them slightly with his teeth, making you squirm and clench around Paul’s prick.

Both men are sending praises your way. Groaning your name and telling you how great you’re doing. Paul picks up his pace and begins ruthlessly slamming into you. His movements are sending you over the edge as you feel yourself unraveling. You scream and moan as you feel his cum shoot into you. Your orgasms blending together perfectly.

Paul collapses on the bed beside you. Your head still in the clouds from the hard fucking you just got. But George, who’s been waiting patiently for his turn is already repositioning you. He flips you onto your stomach and lifts your ass upwards. Your pussy is aching, but you want more. You want to know what George feels like inside you.

His mouth goes to your pussy. Licking up the dripping cum. You shiver as his tongue graces your sensitive clit. “Paul filled you up good didn’t he? That was only the warm-up love” George’s words make Paul look annoyingly at him, but they sort of laugh it off.

Then, before you can even ask him, George pushes his cock agonizingly slow into your aching pussy. He’s going so slow you can barely contain yourself from pushing your ass back on him. George seems to enjoy teasing you as much as possible. And even though he’s been waiting for a long time to fuck you, he’s going to take his time with you. His throbbing cock twitches inside you when you arch your back so prettily for him. So as a reward for your good behavior, he picks up his pace.

He’s pushing hard. So hard you can hear the loud sound of his hips slamming into yours. Paul is watching intently. Not taking his eyes off you for a second. Admiring your face each time George’s cock reaches deep inside you. He moves up on the bed so his prick is right in front of your mouth.

“Think you can suck Paul off while I fuck your pretty pussy?” George’s voice is strained. He stills inside you to catch his breath and let you answer. “Yes please, wanna suck you off Paul”

Paul smiles back at you as he urges him cock towards your lips. They part gladly for him. Your throat engulfing his length as George begins pounding into you again. Your head is bobbing up and down Paul’s shaft. You look up at him and see his mouth slightly open and his eyes are fixated on your mouth. George picks up a leisurely pace, causing you to moan muffled screams onto Paul’s cock. Each moan sending vibrations down him.

You can tell both men are close, and so are you. With a few more hard thrusts you feel George’s cum fill you up, pushing you over the edge. The moans from your orgasm vibrate down Paul’s cock, making him cum with you. George continues pushing into you as your orgasm seems to last forever. “F-fuck. Yer so fucking hot. Such a good little girl for us yeah” George exclaims as he thrusts in you one last time.

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In 1981, just after John Lennon died, Paul and Linda invited Carl Perkins to stay with them in Montserrat. Paul wanted Carl’s help recording a song called ‘Get It’ for his new album, Tug Of War. Carl spent eight days with them, and George and Ringo had been there to help out as well. It was a great time between old friends who had shared such a legendary musical past. The night before he left, a song came to Carl that summed up his warm feelings about the visit, and he couldn’t get it out of his mind. It was so strong that Carl didn’t even write it down, which was strange for him. He usually always wrote his songs down immediately. In the morning, Carl Perkins sang the song, which he named My Old Friend, for Linda and Paul, saying it was his gift for having him as a guest. Half way through the song, after singing “if we never meet again this side of life, in a little while, over yonder, where there’s peace and quiet, my old friend, won’t you think about me every now and then?” tears streamed down Paul’s face and he stood up and stepped outside. “Paul was crying, tears were rolling down his pretty cheeks, and Linda said, “Carl, thank you so much.” I said, “Linda, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you cry.” She said, “But he’s crying, and he needed to. He hasn’t been able to really break down since that happened to John.” And she put her arm around me and said, “But how did you know?” I said, “Know what?” She said, “There’s two people in the world that know what John Lennon said to Paul, the last thing he said to him. But now there’s three, and one of them’s you, you know it.” I said, “Girl, you’re freaking me out! I don’t know what you’re talking about!” She said that the last words that John Lennon said to Paul in the hallway of the Dakota building were, he patted him on the shoulder and said, ‘Think about me every now and then, old friend.’” Carl had no doubt that the song was from John Lennon, as a gift to Paul.

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I am obsessed with Paul during the rooftop concert ('obsessed with Paul' should go on my gravestone).

He's so elegant (that suit is doing wonders for his physique). The way he plays with his whole body, all swaying hips, tapered waist, tapping foot, luscious dark hair blowing in the wind, trademark bass-face in full effect, and I haven't even mentioned the vocals, which are insane.

The others are also cutting fine figures with their fur coats and red rain jacket, but in terms of performing they're more...subdued? I mean, they look like they're having fun, but Paul is out there playing like his life is depending on it, which... I bet he felt like it did.

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What are your favourite early Liverpool fics?

👁️🫦👁️ oh I’m so glad you asked!

Boy, You’ve Been A Naughty Girl by obstinatrix

Probably my favorite mclennon fic of all time. Paul dresses up in ladies clothes and lingerie so that it’s not gay when John fucks him. Incomparable. They’re both so dense in this but there’s so much love there. A healthy dash of angst makes this a full meal of a fic. I’ve reread it a dozen times at least!

Baby, It’s All Relative by moeexyz

If you haven’t read this, where have you been?! I may be biased because I was the one who submitted the kinkmeme prompt, but this is SO fun and hot. The characters are great, and I find myself smiling the whole way through when I read it! My fav part may be the breakfast scene with Jim mwahahahhaa.

I Gave Her My Heart (But She Wanted My Soul) by muzaktomyears

Pure filth. The hottest smut this side of the Mersey. It says it’s incomplete, but it definitely doesn’t feel that way! Also, it is a sequel to a super fun Paris blowjob fic, so cheers all around! There are also interesting dynamics of sexuality and consent that really drive it! Don’t worry though- they’re both super into each other. It’s J/P. They couldn’t not be.

Christmas Lights (Keep Shinin’ On) by distinguished_like

Yes, it’s a Christmas fic. No, you shouldn’t wait until next Christmas if you haven’t read it yet! Very, very sweet. John somehow manages to fight his way through a McCartney family Christmas party! Duets are sung, cigarettes are smoked, boys are in love.

Lifting Latches by thinkpink20

The whole lifting latches series is incredible, of course! A classic for a reason. I’m sure others have more eloquently recced this. All I have to say is that clothes sharing is my Achilles heel!

There Snowbound Together by mynamesbetty

I just read this earlier today! I don’t know how I missed it. I LOVE an excuse to share a chair, and what’s great about this is what’s left unsaid! I feel like we’re truly reading through the Paul lens of obliviousness. So lovely.

UGH I know there’s some I’m missing- curse my unorganized ao3 bookmarks!!

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Whoever decided to keep the camera on only George for the near entirety of You Really Got A Hold On Me, I love you and you are doing the lord's work

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Paul McCartney - Besame Mucho in LET IT BE

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Interesting. Very interesting

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My attempt at a George drawing

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Save a horse, ride a cowboy