McLennon For Sure.

McLennon

Fic: not like me to pretend

Prompt: John makes up a fake nude drawing assignment and convinces paul to be his model. lots of waxing lustful poetic about paul from if from john’s pov or if it’s from paul’s pov have him try and not get aroused but fail :)

AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40072173

Title: Arrow Through Me

Summary: This is a look at what might have happened to the band, and especially John and Paul, if Paul had come to the conclusion before he met John that he wasn't straight. This fic tells the story of the band with that new context, and therefore it will diverge from the events as we know them.

Notes: Just so you all know, this is complete and being posted weekly.

Thank you to @merseydreams for beta reading this and being a generally wonderful human being.

Here's chapter one. Let me know what you think.

Mirabelle: George Harrison tells his own life story. (October, 1963)

Hi girls, George Harrison here, lead guitar.

I’m not taking any notice of course, but the other three are skipping around the room, saying, “Hi girls! George Harrison here, lead guitar.” Well, I’ve got to introduce myself some way, haven’t I? 

One thing about us Beatles is that we’re just as nutty now as we ever were. Our chart success hasn’t changed us, thank goodness. I remember the first time I ever met Paul was on the bus home from school. He was sitting laughing to himself. I thought, “We’ve a right case here,” and then I realised he could see his own reflection in the window. Well, I thought, that explains it!

John, I recall, was eating fish and chips, but his hair being so long kept getting in the way! Ringo, who I met in a club, looked moody. Then when we started talking he explained he’d been talking hard and the effort was too much for him. He can’t help it, poor lad.

I was never officially introduced to myself. In accordance with the natural custom I was born, at the time being fairly small (about twenty inches long). My mother insists that I was brought into the world singing and playing a guitar, but I think she’s joking.

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So ridiculous.

Psychotherapist Hugo G. Beigel analyzes the sexual appeal of the Beatles. Circa 1964.

McCartney didn't give two hoots about being cool, about being a social rebel. In particular, he couldn't care less that he was not John Lennon.

We cringe to think that he can have fun making A Wonderful Christmastime with absolutely no embarrassment whatsoever.

How dare he not despise the world and not torture himself?

An almost Lennonesque arrogance, one might think, but carried out by McCartney with a sense of fun so guileless that he is hated for it.

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Imaginative storytelling is nothing less than the basis of all art and science.

McCartney's songs tend to be blown like bubbles and have a life of their own. He watches them at play with a certain detachment. [...] Even when profound they often have a sort of tenuous, weightless quality. This I believe is part of their peculiar charm.

The meringue-light medium is the message.

It is almost physiological. Prick him, and a song wells up.

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Truant Boy, by Martin Shough

Gorgeous

Happy Birthday Ringo

When we got off the plane at some airport or another, Ed got off a plane there around the same time having never heard of us and not knowing anything about us. But he knew about thousands of kids standing on a roof screaming at us, and so he just booked us. Or maybe it was his assistant. We could have come to America and not made a big splash, but thanks to Murray The K and Cousin Brucie and early Beatles believers like that, they played our damn record and we had a #1 when we landed. Honestly, I don’t remember any big conversations with Ed. And in my eyes, the funny thing is that for all that, Ed kind of threw us away when he introduced us. It was just like, “Here they are…the Beatles.” NOT a lot of hype when you think back on it now. But for a pretty stiff guy, Ed sure gave us a very big shot.

-Ringo Starr (Lifted)

Cute

Referring to the Liverpool Institute’s February, 1960, production of Saint Joan:

Fred Bilson (L.I. teacher): “Macca was in the jury in the trial scene. For reasons too tedious and shaming to repeat, he had to wear a 'cozzie' which was a black dressing gown covered in gold cut-out suns and moons—a magician’s outfit. He thought it was cool.”

— “Tales from the Inny” Beatlology Magazine (Vol 4 No. 1, Sept/Oct 2001)

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