#in plain sight

[heehawheehawheehaw]

[beatlepaul4ever]

Our boys.

Sgt Pepper era.

Just a little discreet physical contact between John & Paul. From shoulders to knees.

No change there then.

[socialbutterfly19]

When you realize the truth it will set you free.

[kitty-av]

YOO I JUST REALISED

Ghirahim's shoulder marking is kind of a scabbard/sheath!

Look!!!!

That's so cool, it's honestly such a peak design choice and it was hiding under my nose this whole time! It wasn't just aesthetic, it actually resembles a mf scabbard/sheath omg omg

I'm shaking this is so cool actually, hello???

[serenthelioness]

Vancouver NYE - A Deeper Purpose?

It is interesting to think about the New Year’s Vancouver trip as more than just spending time together, but also planning how they wanted to prepare for what was (and is) coming in 2026 and beyond. They probably already knew about the big ticket major network interviews, awards shows, and fashion week appearances and even more opportunities that haven’t been made public yet. Was part of this about planning how they wanted to move together and separately in addition to navigating whatever else is happening in their personal connection as they look to a new year ahead together? Especially since their CAA representation was finalized - both at the same major agency which makes sense for a lot of reasons, most particularly, more private coordination compared to maneuvering across different agencies.

While clearly there was a lot of fun and connection during their time together, it is hard to imagine that this wasn’t also a time of serious alignment conversations about how they wanted all of this to operate. How and when they will appear together or apart, how long they will go without seeing each other in person, handling the press, etc. We have seen what’s happened with rumors getting subtly and not so subtly addressed or shut down these past few weeks. Connor’s instagram shifts. Hudson’s Wonderland feature.

Moves seem to be quietly being made that make things clear, and they are doing it as a united front.

Give these men some credit, they seem to have set this up masterfully which is not surprising given their thoughtfulness, intelligence, shared drive for their careers, and self-professed love for each other. THEY defined their relationship before anyone else could with the soulmate language. Moving beyond just the “best friends” label, they publicly established that their connection is intensely deep, openly affectionate, and that only they truly know what soulmates means to them and the nature of their relationship. That’s why Hudson can wear the Hudcon bracelet, they openly share clothes, engage in pretty clear public displays of affection, and spend time together outside of the show and promotional duties which they try to keep low key - not hidden, but private.

It would appear that something significant shifted in their connection leading up to and during this trip that required an honest conversation about the evolution of their relationship and how they wanted to handle that professionally going forward. Hudson spoke with unflinching clarity and confidence about their alignment in a way that indicates they both have explicitly addressed this together and will continue to do so.

They are being extremely intentional, especially given they will be shooting Season 2 in a few months. They won’t allow the personal to get in the way of their professional careers, and they seem EQUALLY committed to not allowing the public to interfere with their private relationship. A relationship I suspect even they are still trying to process for themselves, but comes down to them knowing they have to be in each other’s orbits.

Mainlining my delulu a bit tonight, but it makes sense as a possibility too.

[dispatchvampire]

Headcanon Crossover Extravaganza

In my head, In Plain Sight, Justified, Burn Notice, White Collar, & Leverage are all in the same universe.

Raylan (J) & Michael (BN) were in Miami around the same time. I'd like to think Michael was undercover with Tommy Bucks' crew when that all went down.

Raylan & Mary (IPS) likely had more than a couple joint ops on the USMS fugitive task force. Plus, he strikes me as just her kind of hit & run heavily-armed & emotionally unavailable co-workers with benefits situationships that she prefers.

Eliot (L) & Fiona (BN) know & admire each other's work. Eliot & Sam (BN) are friends from the service & adventures well after. They can be considered each other's last resort when everything has gone to shit.

Sophie (L) & Sam have run into each other on separate, but concurrent, cons & sized each other up immediately. They hang out when they're in the same towns. Nate is immediately & resolutely not okay with their friendship.

Hardison (L) & Marshall (IPS) are online gaming buddies, but I don't know if they've met in person. They like to team up against Chaos (L) when they have the opportunity. #forthehorde!

Neal & Mozzie (both WC) are straight-up Parker (L) fanboys. Full stop. & Neal has slept with Sophie at least once. They are fabulous friends & esteemed colleagues. Peter (WC) is very much not okay with any of those things, but has to grudgingly admit that she is a brilliant & interesting woman & he can see the appeal.

The day Parker & Fiona meet is glorious (in that divine retribution kinda way)... & takes 10 years off Michael, Sam, Hardison, & Eliot's lives.

Elizabeth (WC), Maggie (L), & Sophie get together for lunch occasionally & it is flippin' delightful. Peter, Nate, & Sterling (L) all get very nervous on those days.

Nate, Sterling, & Sara (L) all have worked together at some point or another & know Neal.

Peter & Nate play chess when they're both in the same town. Both knows exactly what the other one's deal is but politely doesn't discuss it.

Raylan & Eliot would be so hot (I may have to write this fic, it would be filthy). Sweet Jesus on toast.

Marshall & Elizabeth dated in college & remain fond acquaintances. Mary & Peter are not jealous in the slightest. (Uh huh, sure.)

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That's it. I may add more to this as I think about it.

@i-used-to-be-a-spy, @mossterious, I would love your thoughts on this.

[hpdabbles]

Fanfic Idea: In Plain Sight

Harry Potter time travels to his first year at Hogwarts. It was entirely not on purpose. He had been preparing to ask Ginny to marry him when he awoke in his old cupboard. The night before, he had gone for a few drinks with his friends and had them help plan the perfect proposal.

He was expecting a killer hangover the next day, not the familiar sight of stairs or the dread-screeching voices of his aunt's family. He was dragged out of his cupboard to prepare breakfast before he could process what was happening.

Going through the motions, Harry was halfway done with the bacon before some grease splashed his hand. The sting was enough to snap him out of it. He had placed the pan down on the stove, turned to look at the family of three, and spoke in a deadly serious voice, "I'm leaving, and when I'm gone, the magic people will come for you."

Of course, that got his uncle in a twist, but with one hand wave, the man was inflated like a balloon. Harry wasn't the best at wandless magic around, but he never forgot the feeling of what he did to Marge and practiced until he could do it endlessly.

While his aunt was screaming, and Dudley, who, based on how young he appeared, never even knew magic was real, was crying, Harry walked off to collect his things. He took everything out of the cupboard and simply left.

He walked right through the front door, leaving it open behind him. Ignoring the woman peeking over the fence, Harry made it all the way down the street before he thought about what to do.

He had already fought a war. Had done more than his share for the Magic world. Had died for them. And now magic demanded he do it all over again?

Being forced to do this felt a lot like his name coming out of the Goblet of Fire.

When Harry was fourteen, he thought he could do nothing against a magical contract. He knew better now. He had other choices. If he had given up his name- as most magic depends on them- he would been able to escape the Triwizard tournament.

Harry Potter would never walk through Hogwarts halls, not in this timeline.

There was a spell that Ron had been working on, helped by Hermonie's muggle education and Harry's willingness to be his test subject.

Ron claimed it would sink into the genes and pull on the traits of his past ancestors. He originally created it to try and get back magical bloodlines like metamorphmagus and Parselmouths because, in his words, "they can be recessive traits!" and Harry had found that well his friend hadn't been able to get lost magical abilities he was able to tug on the genes in charge of his appearance.

This is how he can make sure no one would force him to be the Chosen One ever again.

He needed to find a wand, and he knew just the vendor who could sell him one—a wandmaker who may not be on Garrick Ollivander's level of mastery but one all the same.

A certain werewolf, Harry, had illegally helped escape the werewolf collection unit right after the war. It would be helpful if he had all the money he knew was waiting for him in the Potter and Black vaults, but if Harry wanted to hide, he needed not to have any form of connection to himself.

That includes not touching the gold his family left him. Thankfully, he knows not just a werewolf wandmake but the location of some sunken treasure that he could easily collect before the discovery can be made.

He also knows how much money some venom from Acromantula values on the market and the gold he'll get from a specific monster locked away in a secret chamber. He won't be one of the wealthiest men in magical Europe, but he will be more than comfortable.

Now, while he would like to change his name altogether, the magic that had written him into the Book of Admittance wouldn't allow it. He has to go by a name that he has since birth.

He discovered a loophole while helping Hogwarts rebuild and never told anyone about it. Now, he can use it for his own.

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On September 1st, 1991, the new batch of students arrived at King's Cross, excited to start their journey. A few are glancing around, hoping to catch a glimpse of the famous Harry Potter, who will be starting school too.

All their eyes pass over a young red-haired, hazel-eyed boy who strides into the train station wearing muggle clothing. He is pushing his cart of supplies, dodging families and students with soft steps. Despite the speed at which he rushes towards the train, there isn't an ounce of fear on his face or nervousness in his movements. He passes a family of redheads, more orange than his ruby locks, but despite the quick glance, he doesn't stop.

He merely finds a seat in the far back of the train, sets up his things in a way that implies he's saving the seats to discourage anyone from asking to sit with him, and settles in for a nap. By the time the train is ready to leave, and halfway to the school, the boy has not spoken a single word to anyone.

Eventually, his rest is disrupted by Hermione and Neville, who are looking for the latter's missing toad.

"I'm Hermione Granger, by the way." She says to the half-asleep redhead, "And this is Neville Longbottom. Who might you be?"

The boy offers her a small smile. "My name is James Evans. Nice to meet you."

After all, Harry Potter was his name, just like James was his middle name, and Evans was his second last name. He had claims to it since his mother was a magical Evans, and the Book of Admittance could accept that.

James Evans and Harry Potter had acceptance letters written by the Quill of Acceptance, and both owls were sent out. When one answered, the other was marked with the same results, so Hogwarts had an extra boy they never knew was not supposed to be there.

When the sorting started, there was an uproar, and despite being called up, Harry Potter never stepped out of the crowd. It was an even bigger show when they realized he wasn't there. While everyone wondered when the Boy Who Lived had gone, no one noticed an assumed muggle-born sitting comfortably at the Ravenclaw table chewing on his dinner.

Ravencalws tend to get overlooked, but James knows they are the perfect hiding place for all his knowledge of the rest of his class. His muggle upbringing couldn't be traced by anyone in the magical world (Most didn't understand that muggles did, in fact, keep records of many things). He could make anything up, and no one would be the wiser.

James was going to have a typical Hogwarts experience if it killed him.