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A Hard Day's Fight by Green_Phantom_Queen
Fandoms: The Beatles (Band), A Hard Day's Night (1964)
22 May 2026
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In a world where The Beatles double as secret agents, "A Hard Day's Night" is a more sanitized version of events where they are off on their first field-mission as agents of CLEF (Cleaning Life's Evil Felons) while surviving fangirls, managers, Paul's clean mixer of a grandfather, and assassins at every corner.
All in a day's work for the Fab Four.
Part 1 of my old Spy Beatles AU
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03 Jun 2026
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"Can you guys be quiet, please?" is his simple question, but John's voice is completely buried in the excitement of forty-two wild teenagers.
He tries again after a few seconds to make himself heard, but to no avail.
John is about to open his mouth again, when Paul McCartney's powerful, determined voice resounds like thunder.
"Silence!" he shouts, arms crossed and eyes fixed on their students, who instantly fall silent.
A part of John's brain would like to hear that same tone of voice, so peremptory and sexy, in very different situations, but this is definitely not the time for such thoughts.
[John Lennon is an art teacher. A trip in Paris with his colleague Paul McCartney is going to be truly life-changing for them]
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02 Jun 2026
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The night sky looks lovely from up here, but Lupin can't feel a thing.
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19 Feb 2026
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Pizza (And Maybe This Is A Fairytale After All) by downthepub
Fandoms: The Beatles (Band)
15 Jan 2026
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Paul finds himself stuck in a world where the Beatles don't exist—and neither does he. But John is there, somehow.
Slice of life, AU
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23 Jan 2026
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They sit across from each other, as always. John sees Macca’s eyes, in them - his reflection, his long, calloused fingers pressing the strings to the fretboard, slightly uneven teeth clamping a cigarette between them, the full lower lip tucked under them, the delicate, still childish jawline, and the ears. Unexpectedly for both of them, John interrupts their sacred connection and, after rummaging through a pile of uncut diamonds, shoves the morning’s (or rather, the afternoon’s, but it was morning for John) scribbled-on and drawn-on paper under his neat upturned nose.
Pollee carefully studies the manuscript, while Lennon watches the jerky movement of his pupils under his eyelids, mesmerized.
“Is this… me?”
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06 Dec 2025