overthinker

lilyliver on ao3

[danceundersparklinglights]

i’m going to be really honest with you guys i think the tendency to read the absolute worst possible intentions into every action you don’t agree with is getting too automatic and it’s eating you from the inside out

[oopshidaisyy]

common paul/linda W

[vampirefabio]

i think one of the worst things the left wing internet ever did was push the idea that oppression is basically a virtue, and being oppressed is a sign of your morality. it has made it like…impossible for some of you to hold the idea that most people are privileged in some ways and oppressed in others. AND a lot of you seem to have it in your mind that terrible people cannot be oppressed, and that oppressed people cannot do terrible things, which is a dangerous rhetoric to hold imo.

[thehuxler]

They refer to you as a horse btw which feels incredibly fucked up to me and make up shit you said that you didn't say like calling Heather Mills a whore and for some reason they think you're way older than you are?

Anon, I understand you're coming from a good place...but I genuinely don't want to hear this stuff. I blocked for a reason.

[thehuxler]

For those who doubt who the horse is referring to:

[rachaellikespink]

This isn't okay. I don't care who you are, or what sort of trauma you've endured, or whether you have a beef with someone or not.

Death threats are NOT okay, and you don't get points for using a cutesy little code name, and I don't care if you're "joking" or not.

If you're okay with this kind of behavior, you should not be engaging in fandom. You should not be on Tumblr. You should not be on the internet.

If you're okay with this kind of behavior, you can unfollow me, you can soft block me, you can hard block me.

I've tried to stay out of drama before now, but some of you have crossed a line.

Shame on you.

[chamerionwrites]

I truly don't mean this in a holier-than-thou kind of way but imo a lot of the piss-on-the-poor behavior on this website stems not so much from a lack of reading comprehension per se, as from a determination to read other people's posts in the most deeply ungenerous possible way. There's various reasons for it (on the less sympathetic side, I think a lot of people subscribe to the middle school bully model of coolness and social rapport-building, namely "If I make make fun of/attack someone and you laugh/join in the dogpile that makes us part of the same in-group;" on the somewhat more sympathetic side, a lot of marginalized or otherwise mistreated people develop a hair-trigger hackles-up way of interacting with people as a preemptive self-defense strategy). But every time a post goes viral I'm like, man. @ Tumblr doing paranoid readings of absolutely everyone and everything around you is no way to live

[auditoryconfinement]

Why do you still support the disgusting pos thehuxler

What, truly, do you people get from constantly harassing people you don’t know online?

I know fandom etiquette has taken a hit since the pandemic that might be irreversible, but come on. If someone writes things you don’t like, don’t read it. If someone says things you don’t like, don’t engage.

Nobody is speaking directly to you. This is the internet. Just because a post based on irrefutable facts (John Lennon s abuse, etc) has somehow offended you does not give you the right to threaten or verbally abuse someone. Ever.

[poisedwalrus]

have you read ‘alive, reluctantly’ on ao3? It really fits the Paul whump we all love to see.

Alive, Reluctantly by lilyliver? yes! ヾ(´︶`*)ﾉ♬

[auditoryconfinement]

how hard is it to be nice to people

[auditoryconfinement]

Got this at a thrift store today. Saving for any future children I have lol

[auditoryconfinement]

Worldwide release of Man on the Run for my birthday feels pretty good.

[auditoryconfinement]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Paul had taken the powder in the dark because it felt appropriate.  The girl who handed it to Paul outside the stage door had been young—enormous eyes, shaky hands, practically vibrating with excitement over whatever she held in her palm.  It wasn’t acid, or anything chemical. She’d said, with a kind of trembling conviction, that it was a doorway. 

...

So. I've done a thing.

For @thehuxler

[auditoryconfinement]

oh my goodness i cant believe alive, reluctantly & the new one are your ONLY beatles fics?! that first one is so special to me, i actually commented on it when i read it bc it was the first beatles fic id read in over a decade and it was exactly what i wanted to read. you are one of the only writers who executes paul h/c to the caliber i want other than hux. please hurt that man forever im obsessed with how you execute all of his beautiful fucked up relationships ❤️❤️❤️

I only just saw this because I’ve never gotten an ask before 😭 WHAT I’m so happy you enjoyed them. Paul hurt Paul sad Paul falling apart is one of my favorite things to read and I thought I’d try my hand at writing it finally.

And this is after binging hux’s fics and wondering if I could do it too lol

Thanks so much for reading my fics!

[poisedwalrus]

Your art is so great!! You're one of my top 3 favorite Beatles fanartists, seriously. Do you ever think you'd draw more poly Beatles? Like all four of them together. (Or just the other three absolutely ruining Paul if that's more your style)

(´▽`ʃ♡ƪ) thank you for your kind words! yes! ✧(≖ ◡ ≖✿) is my style very obvious?

[the rest of this drawing has been expatriated to ao3 for its safety]

[auditoryconfinement]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Wrote a fic based on this post by @thehuxler :)

It feels strange not to say anything else, but Paul can’t articulate anything else. His throat feels chafed raw, scraped clean, like someone had shoved their arm down his throat and pulled out his innards. It aches all the way down to his chest, every breath dragging against it. He keeps expecting sound to come out, but there’s only this tight, abrasive sensation, as though grief has a physical texture and it’s lodged there.

or

John Lennon is dead. Paul goes to work.

[auditoryconfinement]

said the notorious liar who lies

[crepesuzette2023]

hey crepesuzette!! 💕 I’m finally emerging from the post-holiday fog and getting back into fic-reading mode, and I was wondering if you had any recs from the holiday season? Anything you read recently that really stuck with you.

I’m especially in the mood for something longer if any crossed your dash 👀 but honestly I trust your taste completely. Would love to know what you enjoyed!!

Wait, anon: are you saying it’s possible to emerge from this fog? God, please let it be true. It would change everything…

I’m also slowly crawling out of the fog (or am I?), so please take these recs as a snapshot only—or a place to start reading!

Longer (one-shot) fics, some with holiday vibes:

Snow on Snow on Snow by @lilypadd23. John and Paul at Christmas, in Hamburg. 

As it is, I’ll dream of her tonight by @thegirlwiththeaxe. Keeping with the timeline (and with glorious descriptions of snow and winter…), John and Paul go hitchhiking after their return from the first Hamburg residency.

Pantomime by @notgrungybitchin. 1963. Christmas approaches, and John and Paul, kept busy by Brian, need some privacy…set during rehearsals for the Beatles Christmas Show. Funny and hot and a little bittersweet.

Small Hours by @teacups-andtime. 1970’s mclennon; eerie dream-like vibes in Montauk! The Night Meets the Morning by @heartsinthebasement. The 1961 Paris trip in all its wonder.

Other recent mclennon fics I loved:

Thought of you as everything by @wonderwall1968. The morning after Paul’s 21st birthday, Paul visits John (and Cyn). 

When I Get Back to Blighty by @aquarianshift. Major McCartney and Gripweed. As usual with this writer, this is a fic like no other. Mise en abyme by @wreathedwith. Paul and John as mirrors. Bits and Pieces by @crumblingcookies. Short collection of wonderful, strange and angsty fics that are “abandoned” but feel complete; from Yellow Submarine surrealism to Paul’s fear of drowning. Feelgood fics (whatever gets you through the night):

You make me wanna go out and steal by @bodhbdearg. John and Paul team up for a heist at the Louvre…

Lil help from mah frENDS by blobfish_miffy. Not a recent fic, but I read it recently, and thank God I did. Modern AU, texting/fic mix, increasing proportions of plot. The four Beatles live together, and Paul and John are…Paul and John, but this is about the band as a whole. John’s crash out by @downthepub. Diversion AU; John lives and rants about fan fiction and the gay rumours. Paul deflects. Together, they drive music journalists insane. I can’t accurately capture how hilarious this is; it must be experienced...!

Northern downpour sends its love by @oopshidaisyy. Magically lovely and romantic early days fic: John’s first visit at Forthlin Rd…and the morning after.

Quality George Harrison content: third man syndrome by Tropita. George and Paul during Anthology (1).

Alive, reluctantly by @auditoryconfinement. George and John stay with Paul during his depression after the break-up of the Beatles. I love the atmosphere—the three of them trying to love each other in the darkness.

What’s often in your heart (is the hardest thing to reach) by royaltyisshe64. George and Paul during Anthology (2). 

Threesomes:

Psalms of petition by @dykebeatles. John/Paul/Robert Fraser.

When friends are there you feel a fool by @adriennefrombrooklyn John/Paul/Victor Spinetti.

Under Instruction by @scurator. John/Paul/George in Hamburg. 

Rarepairs/ Outsider POV:

Roll Over Beethoven by @dancingsunbeams. Hamburg: Klaus Voormann/George.

Something’ll Happen by @i-am-the-oyster. Poly Beatles in ‘63.

The Witnesses of Menlove Avenue by @mothmanmademedoit. John and Paul through the eyes of Mimi’s lodgers.

Joe by @therealsaintscully. NYC: John falls in love, and is loved in return. This story ends sadly, but is a beautiful tribute to John and his loves outside his marriages (read: Paul, Yoko).

And finally: as a fan of the The Lyrics and the Sonnets blog, I loved this sonnet from Paul to John:

So I sing a song of love by LSDAndKizuki

[auditoryconfinement]

Thanks for tagging me @thehuxler! Getting to know you under the line.

1. Original of your username

For some reason at the time I was coming up with a username I was into the title 'sensory deprivation' as an album title, and wanted a twist on that.

2. I will always order this food.

Pesto pasta.

3. Current overused emojis

🫡😅

4. Current favorite show/movie/book/video game?

I started a new play through of Baldur’s Gate 3 a week ago and I’ve been playing nonstop. I go through phases of obsession where I’ll play/read/watch something for hours and hours and then get bored of it for a while. Sometimes I come back, sometimes I don’t.

5. Song on repeat.

While My Guitar Gently Weeps (Concert for George version) and Delilah by Tom Jones.

6. Last thing you hyperfixated on

The Beatles, more specifically Paul McCartney. Even more specifically Paul hurt Paul injured Paul crying. The twink needs to feel.

7. Oddly specific thing that brings you joy.

Sitting with noise canceling headphones and staring out a moving car window.

8. Phone wall paper

I used to always have darker wallpapers but since my mental space has been better recently I’ve sought out softer tones.

9. What smells make you happy

Moringa. And lavender.

10. Morning, night, or other type

Night. It’s when I get to revenge bedtime procrastinate.

Happily tagging @undying-love @adriennefrombrooklyn and @thegirlwiththeaxe