#paulandjohn

[i-am-a-hog]

I hate it here but step with me into the john wasnt shot au and realise that it's funny to think they'd still be Unable To Really Talk to each other but realistically. Sir Patrick Stewart is straight. Him and Ian McKellen are the world's most iconic old gay smoochers and besties. There is No Way that PaulAndJohn wouldn't be out there kissing each other on red carpets or some shit :)

[randomboxes]

@paulandjohn damn you’ve been waiting for a while then for the truth (if true) to come out lol (in other words, for Paul to outlive Yoko).

Do you still think this blind item may be true (and how Paul intends to reveal the nature of his relationship with John once she’s gone)?

I’ve recently logged back onto this account after abandoning it and found my old posts about mclennon lol. Can’t believe it’s been 4 years! I truly wonder if we’ll ever get to see if this is true because she’s still alive lol.

I remember when I first saw this there were comments, saying it’s Paul and John but now there’s no comments? Or is it just not showing up for me?

Has anyone seen/known this or know about Crazy Days & Nights?

It’ll be an interesting time if the day ever comes where she’s no longer here but Paul still is. Whether or not we see it all depends on who passes first…

[johnmccharmly]

Lennon/McCartney (The Absolute Endgame Lovestory of the 20th Century)

The way this freaking meme is a PERFECT description of their relationship...

John Lennon and Paul McCartney, ever since teenage years, had a connection that ran so deep, I believe till this day Paul doesn't fully understand it.

The immense love, adoration, and understanding that ran between the two was so intense that it probably scared them to a degree. John constantly tested Paul's love for him by doing ridiculous things to see if he would leave. Paul never left, and John needed that reassurance. The possessiveness John showed over Paul throughout his life, even at their younger ages, is believed to have stemmed from many deep rooted issues from his childhood (abandonment, lack of affection, pain of loss) that once he latched on to Paul, and realized how much he cared for him, it was so hard for John to truly believe Paul felt the same fire towards him. So like I said before, giving Paul many chances to say "this is ridiculous, I hate you, goodbye John". Paul never did. He stayed for John. He always chose John.

This same intense possessive love was not one sided. It can be seen in the early years through Paul in situations like Stuart Sutcliffe (John's close friend Paul HATED mostly from pure jealousy that Stu had a good chunk of John's attention). Once Paul realized that John would always choose him also, it seemed to give him that confidence and peace. It would be JohnandPaul or PaulandJohn as one single entity forever.

This strong, powerful, unstoppable force that was Lennon-McCartney would continue all the way up to the India trip in 1968. I TRULY believe something huge happened between them during that trip. Prompting Paul's early departure and John's depression. Personally, I think John (or Paul who knows) may have acted on their feelings and was turned down. In fear of the homophobia still prominent in the 60s. Or they may have acted on it in their younger days, and once it was attempted to rekindle those unspoken feelings/actions, it scared them (Paul) shitless, so he left. Leaving a heartbroken and depressed John... Then once they all returned, obvious tension was between them (observed by many that were with them at the time), and things just continued to spiral downwards from there.

Now this is where Linda comes in... John no longer had Paul's full unwavering attention, and when John would pull his antics to regain Paul's attention (Yoko is the big one), Paul didn't respond. I believe in John's head he thought "Paul hates me now. It's over. Now I need Yoko to rely on for all that Paul won't do for me anymore". Then Paul marrying Linda, prompting John to marry Yoko, it all seemed like a big game between the two for the other's attention : "What can I do to one up the other without actually talking it out with them".

Their lack of communication, and virtual inability to express their love to one another played a big part in this I believe. Whatever happened or didn't happen between them between 1967-1968 seemed to have left a huge crater in their ability to just talk to each other. John couldn't tell Paul how he felt, and vice versa. Though their pain (especially Paul's) and longing for one another at this time could be heard in their music ( Long and Winding Road, Two of Us, Oh! Darling, etc.) and after the breakup of the Beatles, John and Paul continued to communicate with their songs to one another (How Do You Sleep?, Dear Boy, Too Many People, Jealous Guy, Let Me Roll It, etc.) , showing their true feelings. Once Again. through the music.

Now back to the main point of the post haha. John and Paul's connection ran so deep, and was so intense and confusing, that without that constant reassurance that the other one still cared. This lack of reassurance is still shown in Paul. Ex: he could see a picture of him and John , or a quote from John towards Paul and say something along the lines of : "Seeing this tells me that we really were friends." or "This reminds me that he really did love me"... In the late 60's through the 70's, they pushed each other away, and seemed to have spent the rest of their lives (Paul still today) trying to fill the hole that the absence of the other left.

Which is why the... meme... is SO fitting because the constant '"fighting" for one another is what kept them together. No matter how much they bickered, it meant they still loved one another, and would never stop "fighting" for each other, and if they did stop it must mean it was over (it actually was not). Which is also why the "fight me for the rest of our lives" fits so well. They needed one another, they needed that reassurance, they needed each other in their lives. No matter what, or whatever they thought, the love that ran between them was never ending. They are soulmates, Soulties, and Twin Flames... The universe is going to give them their next chance at happiness <3

If you made it to the end, share your McLennon opinions! Platonic? One-Sided? In love? There is SOOO much more I could have added to this post, I could read and write endlessly on this topic, but i will give you all a chance to share your own thoughts and opinions... Soooo Share Them All :))

[kalypsichor]

five’s a crowd [ beatles x reader] part three

chapter summary: Ringo is sweet. George is dumb and emotionally-constipated. At this point you’re more likely to go to jail than pass your midterms. Oh, and Paul is going to get his ass whipped. parts one and two here

warnings: 1.1k of chaos

borhap reference if ya squint. astericks indicate nerdy-ass footnotes which will be at the bottom

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Even with the nice noise-cancelling headphones you’d gotten for your birthday, you can still hear them going at it in the living room. Every melodic break is punctuated by George’s yelling and Paul’s shrill, defensive hollars. There’s a drum break and, really, you aren’t sure whether that was the crash of a cymbal or something being thrown. You pray it’s the former.

The door to your bedroom opens and Ringo slips in, closing it quietly behind him. Removing your headphones, you only catch the tail-end of what he says.

“-ing to?”

“Huh?”

He smiles and sits next to you on the bed. “I asked what you’re listening to.”

“Oh!” You scoot over to give Ringo more room, not that there is much to begin with—as the only girl, you’d gotten a bedroom all to yourself. This has many perks, such as not having to see the boys’ bare arses and getting to have lots of… alone time. The downside is having the smallest fucking bedroom ever. “It’s some band called the Crickets.”

“Some band?” Ringo takes the offered earbud. “You mean the most popular rock band in the sixties? The first all-woman group to be signed to a record label*, the one that revolutionised the era’s socio-cultural movements?”

“You are a total dork,” you laugh, turning up the volume to one of your favorite songs.

“I grew up in the city where they were formed! ‘Some band’...” He shakes his head with mock disgust. “Don’t disrespect JennyPatsyGilandRita** like that ever again.”

“Why d’you say their names like that?”

“You have to. It’s like… ” Ringo adjusts himself on your pillows and you lean your head on his shoulder, careful not to bump his cast. “It’s like JohnandPaul. You couldn’t say PaulandJohn… that would just be weird.”

“You’re weird.”

“Ace comeback, that was.”

The flat has quieted by now but you don’t notice over your bickering until a knock sounds on the door. George pokes his head in and his face makes an odd expression at the two of you giggling together.

“Hey.” George calls your name softly. “Something, erm, something happened in the kitchen.”

“... what do you mean?”

He looks at the floor. “ItwasPaul’sfault.”

“It was NOT MY FUCKING FAULT,” Paul shouts from afar. You narrow your eyes and hop off the bed, stomping up to George who suddenly looks very terrified.

“When I find out, you won’t have anywhere to hide, Harrison,” you hiss. He takes a very small step back. You press a finger into his (very firm) chest, look him hard in the eye, and then stalk into the hallway.

“You know that scene in Wonder Woman?”

“What?” George blinks, bewildered at Ringo’s non-sequitur. “What are you talking about?”

“Y’know, the one where Gal Gadot throws that bad guy across the pub… and Chris Pine is all-” Ringo stands up and makes a shocked face. “And then the other guy says ‘I’m both… frightened and aroused’ or something like that.”

“Um.”

“Yeah.” The older boy walks past him, pauses, and pats him on the shoulder with his not-bad wrist. “That’s you, Geo.”

And then George is all alone, standing in the doorway to your room. Your headphones are still blaring music. He crosses the room to turn it off and, on second-thought, puts them into his ears and sits down. Ringo’s favorite band. George turns the boy’s words over in his head. Thinks about how happy you had looked, laughing with Ringo just moments before. Falls backwards onto the bed, bouncing slightly on the mattress.

“Fuck,” he says to the ceiling, and the Crickets’ drummer agrees with a particularly loud crash.

---

Fuck is what John says when he sees your expression. “Fuck,” he repeats and then laughs, turning to Paul. “You are so fucking fucked.”

Paul ignores him. “Look,” he says, backing away from your glare. He eyes the weapon you’ve picked up in your hand. “I didn’t mean—I mean, it was really Geo that did it, y’know. He was going off about the whole shower thing, which is really, y’know, not my fault anyway. And then I—well, he—so. That’s why, uh.” He gestures at the wreckage. “Y’know.”

“If you say y’know one more time I will shove this so far up your arse you’ll be tasting espresso for weeks.“

John, who’s been watching this whole exchange like a ping pong match, snickers. “Kinky.”

“Not the coffee machine,” Ringo protests. He’s standing a safe distance away, only a foot from the door out of which he could escape at any given moment.

You’re not even pissed, not really. No, this is funny. This whole day, you’ve been holding in a truly terrible cackle, a tickling pressure that’s been building and building and building. After your conversation with Ringo you’d thought that maybe it would go away (he had that effect on people) but this. This is making bells and whistles go off in your cranium as something in you spirals into insanity. Wheeeeeee! Yes, you’re not angry because it’s funny, it’s absolutely hilarious that the universe has got it out for you, that nothing is going your way.

Paul has spilled coffee all over your stuff. ‘Stuff’ being your textbooks, your lecture notes, your meticulously organized pens. The pages are starting to dry already, large patches of brown blurring words together (of the right chapter!) and making the paper brittle-looking, like the Declaration of Independence you’d once seen on tv. That was the movie with Nicholas Cage, you think to yourself. I hope they have televisions in jail, you comment internally. I haven’t seen that movie in so long!

The whole flat is dead silent and tense, so tense the air feels thicker and no one, not even John, dares to move. One wrong step and the whole thing will blow. Paul stares at you. You stare at the kitchen table. With a surprisingly stable hand, you set the coffee pot back onto the tabletop. It plops down with a wet squelch and—

You laugh. You bring your hands up to your face and just laugh, shoulders shaking. You cry with laughter because your binder is soaked through with what look like shit stains, the floor that had been wet with George-puddle this morning is now sopping with cold espresso, Paul is mouthing Hail Mary’s, and Ringo’s practically got a foot out the door. Slowly, hesitantly, everyone else starts laughing too. George, who has been standing in the hallway the entire time, feels something spidery trickle down his spine.

“I knew you’d come ‘round,” Paul says. He comes to your side of the table and claps a hearty hand on your shoulder.

You stop laughing and smile, smile so hard it hurts. Very, very slowly, you look at Paul’s hand and then his eyes, which seem to realize something with a dawning horror.

“Oh, Paul.” You shake your head and reach up to grasp his hand. He goes to take it away but your grip is vice-like. “I’m going to fucking murder you.”

The door slams shut behind Ringo.

* the actual first all-woman group to be signed to a record label: Goldie & the Gingerbreads, to Atlantic Records in 1964. so this would be true, assuming our pseudo-beatles band was formed at the same time the beebles were (1960)

** in the top 100 girl's names in england around 1944: 2. patricia, 18. jennifer, 23. gilliam, 41. rita. I DO MY FUCKIN RESEARCH Y’ALL

[rey-chul]

handsomeness #paulandjohn #johnandpaul #thebeatles #myheart 🐞♥️ (at The Art House Tattoo Co.)

[amyrivard]

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[elafranco2024]

#paulandjohn

[pauline-9]

<3

[maitrijustbe]

These guys #paulandjohn

[sappyvamp]

Me da uma paz olhar essa foto haha! Meus lindos #paulandjohn #thebeatles

[grahamefowler]

[dreaming-in-the-60s]

[masakaki]

You know what? Spock is Lennon, because Paul is the optimist who can kind of see through the pain and still keep his chin up. That’s Kirk. Spock is a little more fatalistic with his logic, as John Lennon was.

Star Trek XI co-writer Bob Orci