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Damon与Graham从小到大的亲吻时刻，青涩的，安抚的，激烈的。为了写这篇文我买了喜欢的作者出版的工具书（？）《帕拉尼克谈写作》。他在书里给了我很多好建议，或许这篇文会有他文笔风格的影子。
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别伤心，一切不会就这样结束的，我爱你。
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- Part 2 of 英国乐队男发小爱恨情仇
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You think it's easy, but you're wrong,
I am not one-half of the problem,
Zürich is stained, and it's not my fault,
Just hold me back or let me run.
— Zürich Is Stained, Pavement关于1992年的美国巡演
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Damon wanted something more intense, something real.
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After a night he has with Damon, the man saying something that he never had said before, Graham is left questioning where the two’s relationship stands and mopes about his thoughts at a party the band goes to. Eventually, Damon finds a drunken Graham and decides to take him home.
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模糊乱炖，前半段猴面酪（day+gra+alex）和后半段导酪面（dave+alex+gra）
写得很差我真写笑了但求别笑话我。其实文名out of control指我写得好ooc啊。以及对不起导儿。*邦和酪存在bdsm关系。有暴力和血腥描写。
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我们应当回到十七岁，回到那条川流不息的河水旁边，回到每一个能闻到瓜果烂熟味的夏日午后，回到你清脆的眼睛里。
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春光乍泄PA，猴面中心向，含少量邦杰米。
“ 如果十三岁时戴蒙·亚邦的愿望是成为旅行家，游历此种胜地的话，那三十岁时他的愿望就已经脱离了这种幻想而变得极为现实。他只希望自己的老板可以不要开除他，然后，照常发放薪水。就够了。他甚至不奢求涨薪。可世界的打击来得比什么都快。三十一岁那年英国经济出了大问题，别人坐在家握着股票朝着电视破口大骂时，他刚被公司扫地出门，理由是裁员，相当于没有理由。房东刚给他打过一通电话，告诉他该交这个月的房租了。他已经拖欠了一周。或者一周半。那一年是1992年。时代像大山一样冲他压过来，而他却连在这种压迫下该怎么喘气都忘记了。拖欠房租满两周，被裁员不知道第几天，戴蒙·亚邦终于无处可去。他失去住处的那个上午天蓝得像幻觉，好像在热烈欢迎他加入这种天为被子地为床的生活。一刻钟后，有人打来电话，约他面谈。他庆幸又沮丧地听着电话那头人讲话。庆幸的是还有人愿意给他打来电话，沮丧的是这通电话不来自任何一个他投去简历的公司。”
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“He wishes he could see how the three of them look together in this moment, how wank-worthy and animalistic they likely appear. He imagines the trio look like two starved predators feasting on their fragile, vulnerable prey: ravenous, insatiable, and unrestrained.”
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Alex, Damon, and Graham fuck.Series
- Part 3 of Anon Work
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Damon and Graham's kisses through the years.
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Damon Albarn是一个乐于拥抱变化的人。他几乎从来不期望任何东西一成不变，除了那件从童年起就已经开始的事。
青春期的梦想在通往金色的泥泞中偏航，变形，最后被碾碎了。
他们彼此欺骗。
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After a night he has with Damon, the man saying something that he never had said before, Graham is left questioning where the two’s relationship stands and mopes about his thoughts at a party the band goes to. Eventually, Damon finds a drunken Graham and decides to take him home.
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Side A: Fugue in 13, 1998
Side B: The Next Twenty Years
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Graham’s head is spinning, and Damon only wants to make him feel safe
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Justine calls Damon while Elastica is touring and suggests that he can fuck Graham as long as he sends her pictures. He thinks she's really good at coming up with ideas.
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Damon chewed his lip. It felt sort of wrong, talking about Graham in the middle of a shag with someone else—especially when that someone else was Liam Gallagher—but, well…
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"Do you have a cigarette?" I asked. I watched him dig into his pockets, pull out a crumpled pack with a few filters left, then a lighter. I took a few steps closer as I put the cigarette between my lips. I wasn’t much of a smoker, but I think cigarettes work like a breathing exercise: you focus so much on smoking you don’t notice your breathing getting deeper, more rhythmic, perfect, calm. A mental trick you play on yourself, nothing but a lie.
That’s the thing about addictions. You lie to yourself all the time, try to convince yourself being drunk actually feels good, that you feel better like that, warm-skinned. You tell yourself you’re funnier drunk, that you’re just saying out loud what you already thought sober. And Graham was a master at this — lying so much he fell for his own lies.
See how it works? My mind always circles back to him somehow, the feel of a cigarette between my lips took me back to every drunk excuse we made when we ended up like that, one on top of the other.
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It was a slow dance, but they were laughing. Jamie danced with her like she was real. A cigarette between his lips, one hand holding hers, the other on her waist, so at ease it made me want to throw up. This was ridiculous. Why were they doing this, dancing like that? We all knew things would go back to normal tomorrow, when the wig ended up in some corner, the makeup smudged, the dress returned to its real owner. I felt my fingers tighten around the beer bottle, the pressure growing with the speed of my thoughts.
I had just never seen her before.
Never really met her. I hadn’t known she was even a possibility.
And it was unfair that Jamie got to dance with her, and I didn’t.
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A Gramon Story.
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It became Graham's favorite color
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Graham finally acts on his unspoken feelings for Damon, and the results threaten to destroy the band, destroy Graham's sanity once and for all, give Alex liver failure, or put Dave behind bars... Ah, the Seymour days when life was wild and carefree, besides all the angst and drug abuse.
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Graham gets caught up in one of Damon's acting experiments in college. Loosely based on a true story according to Damon's biography.
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Graham sighed and took a swig. “Just wanted to get a good night’s sleep for once.”
“You know I can help with that.” Damon tilted his head like an innocent puppy. Again, he had never been a very good actor.
Graham snorted. “What’re you gonna do? Sing me a lullaby?”
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Graham gets a handjob from Damon as he tries to get to grips with his feelings
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*Completed. Lolita-esque AU timeline wherein Damon is a university music professor in his early forties, and Graham is a young college student taking his course.
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- Part 1 of The Picture of Damien Gray (Series)
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“He wishes he could see how the three of them look together in this moment, how wank-worthy and animalistic they likely appear. He imagines the trio look like two starved predators feasting on their fragile, vulnerable prey: ravenous, insatiable, and unrestrained.”
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Alex, Damon, and Graham fuck.Series
- Part 3 of Anon Work
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It wasn’t Damon’s fault. There was blood on his knuckles and his lip was split, but it wasn’t his fucking fault. His guitar was surely broken, hell, maybe his nose was too. Through the pounding headache, through the noise of students shouting around him, he could only think one thing. One word. One name.
Liam, Liam, Liam.
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Side A: Fugue in 13, 1998
Side B: The Next Twenty Years
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conversation on a sixth-story ledge, 1995