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"It was sort of how things used to be, except Julian was about twenty-odd years older than he ought to be in that scenario. And about twenty-odd years too old to be having wet dreams about Nick at this age at all, for that matter. He wondered briefly whether his lucidity would shake him awake. His fingers twisted tighter into Nick’s hair."
Julian has a dream. In this dream, Nick is beneath him in bed and about twenty years younger, hair cropped to his chin like it was before things got so convoluted between them.
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Nikolai took one silent, trembling step closer. Then another. And another. Until he was right there, hovering right over Albert’s white bedsheets, right over his bare and glowing skin, and God, did Albert always smell this good? This tantalizing, this torturous?
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If only he could manage to go back in time, Julian thought. Back to when he could just wander over to the drumset in the center of the stage, prop a foot up on the platform, lean in for a meaningless kiss and think nothing of it. Back when casual kisses and explorative touches and half-innocent nights spent rolling in each other's beds together were so easily dismissed, so easily made small.
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Things were easier this way, Liam thought, whether it was the simple act of being a woman or the perhaps slightly more complex act of not being a man. He supposed it didn’t particularly matter which it was. He got what he wanted either way. Besides, it was wiser to not read too deeply into those sorts of things.
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Julian in between them. Nick’s arm around his waist, Fab’s hand on his thigh. Their breaths hot and sticky over either side of his neck, fingers in his hair, toying with him however they pleased. Making him one of them, making him theirs. Anything, anywhere, any part of him. Just as long as they didn’t forget about him amidst themselves.
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"Okay, wait, before we go in just remember you're Matt, okay? You're Matt and I'm the beautiful gorgeous boy piano genius savant who doesn't know his left from his right and who can't find his way out of a paper bag, Jay. Got it? Let me take one last look at you." Matt takes a couple steps back on the walkway up to the front door and looks at Jay. Reaches out to straighten his hat, superficially adjusts his jacket, uses his hands to smooth down the lapels. Jay finds himself holding his breath. He's nervous.
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the one where Matt reenacts his childhood trauma on Jay and Jay is incapable of being normal about it
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21 Aug 2026
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dropped down the lights, i'm sitting with you by argent_energy
Fandoms: The Strokes (Band)
30 Jul 2026
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"clambering off stage after the lights had cut out for the final time that night was easier than most big shows they had done in the past. julian could feel his skin thrumming with excitement, like he was young and spry again, playing to gradually growing audiences, not a divorcee pushing 50 who could barely stand hitting those high notes anymore ... however tired he was, though, was tucked away in the back of his mind in favor of turning to admire his favorite smiley drummer, who he usually lagged behind for ... but this time, fab didn't look too hot. his face was scrunched a bit, and he visibly winced a time or two as he hobbled down those stairs and made his way towards julian."
fab has a totally fucked back from the past 25-ish years of drumming his heart out using his entire damn body. julian feels too damn guilty and seeks to remedy it, even if just temporarily.
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30 Jul 2026
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And Julian always liked when Nick grew out his hair. Reminded him, in a very far away, dark corner of his mind, of the thought he had when he saw Juliet run up and give Nick a hug after a particularly great set in Brazil. Her face was right next to his, and had she not had to stretch up onto her tip-toes to reach him, he might’ve mistaken one for the other.
That night, he slept with her for the first time. A month later, Fab and Albert were teasing him about her endlessly. Smitten, they were. Julian never lingered on the idea that he may have only pursued her because of that fleeting thought. Probably had no truth in it, anyway.
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26 Jan 2026
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"fab's head was throbbing. no, not that one, but--man, it might as well have been. the way julian was staring at him from across the room clogged his brain like a drug and made him want to flee the scene ... he was sure julian was already a bit intoxicated, but the lidded gaze that wouldn't tear away from fab any time soon felt nothing like the lazy, drunken stares julian usually gave when he was a few beers deep."
MAKE THE STROKES TRANS 2026. and make them FUCK
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12 Jan 2026
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All he has to say is a couple of words.
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06 Jan 2026