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Poly!Beatles X F!Virgin!Reader - Open Invitation

(HELLO AGAIN!!! my sincerest apologies for the short hiatus, I've been struggling with some heart issues and work troubles but I am back in business and rest assured, all of your requests WILL be filled !! ✨️ please enjoy this lovely request from anon :) 💕)

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You'd wondered about the strange look they seem to have shared, but thought nothing of it until reached your hand in your pocket to pull out a lighter, only to find a scrap of paper. The boys had slipped a special invitation into your pocket at your meet and greet, one they had been saving for a very special fan.

But here you were, standing in the hotel hallway and staring up at the door in front of you, glancing down at the slip of paper to make sure you have the right room number. You suddenly began to get cold feet, wondering if this was some kind of sick joke. Would you open the door, only to be met with bewildered expressions on unfamiliar faces? Or, even worse, would you be greeted by the four of them, cackling like a pack of hyenas at your gullible nature?

You push away those unwelcome thoughts, putting on as brave a face as you can muster and raising a trembling hand to the door. You knock thrice as instructed, waiting with bated breath. Until...

"Y/N! We were beginning to worry you'd run our invitation through the wash. Come on in!" Paul welcomes you, holding the hotel door open.

You sigh in relief and chuckle nervously, taking a few tentative steps into the suite, the scent of cigarette smoke and cologne almost overpowering. The other three all greet you, seated in various positions on the sectional sofa.

A voice stands apart from the others, clearer than the rest - it's John.

"We've been looking forward to this all week."

Your heart skips a beat and you look to him with innocent confusion.

"And... what, exactly, is this?"

The four men exchange shocked glances, having assumed you knew what was intended by the invitation.

"Well, we thought... you know, with us," Ringo begins, but John cuts him off.

"We want to shag ya. The four of us," he explains bluntly.

George gives him a swift elbow to the ribs.

"Knock it off, mate! You'll scare the poor thing." John only rolls his eyes in response.

You're taken aback by the proposition. You know no one in their right mind would pass up such an opportunity and, though not opposed, you can't help but feel intimidated. This would be your first time, and with The Beatles? All of them?!

Paul interrupts your train of thought.

"You really don't have to, we can just-"

"No, no! Believe me, I've dreamt about this forever. It's just..." you trail off, somewhat embarrassed.

"What is it? You can tell us, we won't judge," Ringo encourages, but John interjects.

"If we didn't say anything about that outfit you wore to our concert, you know we're good for it," he snickers.

George throws him another jab to the ribs with his elbow.

"Ow!"

You ignore his snide comment, too focused on the matter at hand to be offended.

"I'm... a virgin," you admit, bracing yourself for laughter. Instead, you're met with gentle nods and understanding expressions from the four men. They take a moment to process your admission.

"We wouldn't want to pressure you," assures George as you take a deep breath.

You take a moment to consider the idea. On one hand, this is an important part of someone's life, a milestone - not exactly a decision to be rushed. But on the other... it's The Beatles. I mean, come on. This is the opportunity of a lifetime.

"Well, if there was ever a good time... I suppose this would be it."

"You sure, love?" Ringo chimes in. "The last thing we'd want is for you to feel uncomfortable."

"I'm sure."

"Well, all right then." They share another look amongst themselves before John nods and looks to you.

"We'll start off slow then, yeah? C'mere," he says, patting his thighs. You approach, nervous excitement coursing through your veins.

You sit on his lap, your body tense. He places his hands on your shoulders, rubbing them soothingly.

"Loosen up, I wont bite."

"Yeah, right."

He shoots George a look.

"Unless you ask nicely," he says with a wink.

You chuckle, beginning to relax. The others watch intently as John shifts his hands to your waist, gently massaging your sides. He mumbles lazily in your ear, his thick accent intoxicating.

"Speak up, Johnny!"

"Share with the class, will ya?"

"Oh, piss off," John dismisses Paul and Ringo, returning to your ear for a nibble. You giggle at the unfamiliar feeling, his nose brushing against your cheek. He moves to your neck, starting off with gentle kisses before growing bolder, leaving love bites along the junction of your neck and shoulder.

You shiver as his hands wander lower - down to your hips, giving them a squeeze, then coming to rest on your thighs. The size of his hands and the warmth of his palms stir something within you. You inhale sharply, biting your lip as a familiar heat pools in your abdomen - the same kind you feel when you watch the lads perform. Judging by the growing bulge beneath you, it seems John is enjoying himself just as much.

"Is this okay?"

"Yes!" You reply breathlessly, a little too eager. "Yes. Keep going."

This earns a chorus of chuckles from the group, who have each begun to palm themselves through their trousers at the sight.

John's hands work their way to your inner thighs, caressing and squeezing gently. He mumbles sweet nothings in your ear as he parts them. His warm breath tickles the shell of your ear, sending a shiver down your spine.

"More, I want more."

At that, Paul stands and steps closer to you, twirling a lock of your hair around his finger.

"You want more, do you, pretty girl?"

You nod enthusiastically, whining in arousal.

"Perhaps she could use something in that pretty mouth of hers to muffle those whines," George suggests with a smirk. You get what he's hinting at, biting your lip and giggling nervously as you look up at Paul.

"I'm not sure I know how..."

"Oh, I'm more than happy to show you, love... if you would."

"Please."

"Eager little thing, eh?" George and Ringo tease, but Paul ignores them.

"Sweet girl... I'll give you what you want."

Paul undoes his trousers and drops them to his ankles, followed quickly by his briefs. You can't help but stare, awestruck, and Paul chuckles.

"Like what you see?"

You nod.

"Would you?" he asks, and it takes you a moment to realize he's inviting you to touch. You reach a tentative hand out in front of you.

"No need to be nervous," he soothes, stroking your hair tenderly.

You grasp the base of his length, hand trembling, and Paul groans at the contact. His skin is softer than you's expected, somehow, and you decide you like the feeling. You begin to move your hand up and down, pumping him cautiously as if afraid to hurt him. Your eyes flicker from your own hand to Paul's face, cheeks flushed and mouth agape. The sight of him this way, knowing what you can do to him with just a few simple touches, makes you feel powerful in a way.

Meanwhile, John's hand slips beneath the waistband of your knickers, traveling lower until he reaches your heat. You instinctively tighten your grip on Paul and the two of you moan in tandem. John trails a finger up your slick folds, drawing gentle circles around your clit.

"Mm... are you ready to open up for me, sweetheart?" Paul asks, his voice almost sickeningly sweet. By this point, Ringo and George have both unzipped their flies, tugging their trousers and briefs down past their hips. They're clearly enjoying this little show, pleasuring themselves as they devour you with their eyes.

"Go on, doll," John encourages. "Take 'im into your mouth."

You do as he instructs, eliciting another soft moan from Paul. He tightens his hold on your hair, using all of his willpower to keep himself from tugging you down onto him.

"Oh, good girl... further, if you can. I won't rush ya."

You pull back for a breath before obeying, slowly taking more of him into your mouth. He throws his head back, groaning in satisfaction. A string of curses tumble from his lips at the soft, warm feeling and you hear John snicker behind you. You really start to get the hang of things, falling into a steady rhythm and bobbing your head as if you were made for this.

All of a sudden, your focus is broken as John's fingers cease their movements and you feel them wander lower. He slides a finger inside of you, taking care to go slow - he's far more gentle than you had imagined. You moan around Paul and he growls, faced flushed pink and eyes screwed shut.

"Fuck... don't stop, doll. You're perfect," he praises and you continue as John's hand moves between your legs.

The friction of his fingers along with Paul's words of praise leaves you lightheaded - well, that and the lack of oxygen. As you pull away for air, George clears his throat.

"What about us, Macca?" He quirks an eyebrow, gesturing to himself and Ringo.

Paul hesitates for a moment before sighing, irritated.

"Fine... I'm getting close, anyway," he grumbles, tugging his waistband back up as you pout in disappointment.

Soon enough, Paul takes a seat on the sofa and George and Ringo take his place, pumping themselves idly as they gaze down at you with lust-filled eyes.

"Go on, doll," George begins, a wolfish grin playing on his handsome features. You comply, taking him into your mouth a little too far as you sputter and cough.

"Careful, dear," he chuckles. "Take it slow."

You try again, more gradually this time. John squeezes your hip with his free hand and you squeak, sending pleasant vibrations through George's lower half.

"That's it, love. Nice and easy," he groans, running his fingers through your hair. After a few minutes you gain momentum, growing more confident in your actions. A tight knot forms in George's stomach as he feels the others' eyes on the two of you, heat rising to his cheeks as he lets out another deep growl. You continue your work on him, but Ringo becomes impatient, scoffing and nudging George's shoulder to snap him out of his stupor.

"C'mon, mate. I think it's my turn - that is, if the lass'll have me." He turns to you, a hopeful glint in his blue eyes.

You nod, humming an "mm-hm" around George's cock. He relents, pulling away begrudgingly.

"Fine. Go on, Rich."

"Attaboy, Ritchie," John pipes up, a lazy grin on his face. Paul simply gazes at you through half-lidded eyes, mesmerized by the performance you've been putting on.

Ringo stands before you, trousers undone. He seems a bit nervous, but any reservations he has are quickly overpowered by desire as he sees your glistening lips and messy hair. You reach a curious hand up and Ringo takes it in his calloused one, guiding you to grasp the base of his length. You give him a soft tug, catching him off guard. He draws a breath through clenched teeth, eyes fluttering closed.

You take him slowly into your mouth, your jaw working overtime to accommodate his size. Once you've settled into your pace, you begin to experiment with your tongue, tracing the underside of his cock. He growls almost primally, tightening his grip on your hair and moaning your name as you bring him closer to the edge.

"All right, you've had your fun," George interrupts and buries his own hand in your hair, gently grasping and tugging. You go to work on him once again, in a daze.

"That's not fair, mate. I had her," Ringo retorts, grabbing a fistful of your hair and pulling you back in his direction. The two men bicker as they stand over you, essentially playing tug-of-war with your mouth.

"All right, all right, that's enough of that." John swats their hands away and they draw back, pouting.

"Yeah, c'mon, lads. We'll each have our turn," Paul chastises.

"In fact, " muses John, "I'd say it's about time Paulie and I take the reigns, eh?" He withdraws his hand from between your thighs, casually licking his fingers clean.

"Wait, wait... and? How's that supposed to work."

"Come with us, love. We'll show you." Paul takes your hand and leads you to the bedroom, the other three following suit.

John places a soothing hand on your upper back, ushering you to the bed.

"On all fours, darling. Just relax."

You do as he instructs, getting into position as the others watch on with hungry eyes. John pushes your skirt up above your hips and tugs gently on the waistband of your knickers.

"Can I take care of these for ya?" he smirks.

You hesitate for only a moment before turning back to look at him over your shoulder.

"Yes. Please."

"Eager, are we?" They all chuckle and John slides them off, his trousers growing even tighter at the sight of you bare before him.

"Christ, you're soaked," he murmurs and you blush, somewhat embarrassed.

"Is that... bad?"

"Oh. Right." You bite your lip. John undoes his trousers and lines himself up at your entrance, stroking your hair to calm you.

John chuckles, amused by your inexperience. "No, sweetheart, not at all. It tells me you're excited - y'know, ready for me."

"Now - you're sure you want this, yeah?"

"Yes! Yes. I've thought it through, and..." you draw a breath, "this is what I want."

John groans, satisfied by your response.

"All right. Relax your body as much as you can, and keep your breathing steady. Don't worry, I'll be gentle," he reassures and you nod.

"Ready for me, love?"

You hiss and squeeze your eyes shut. John waits for your body to adjust to the intrusion before gradually sinking all the way in, using your hip as leverage while he buries himself inside you. The others look on with a combination of jealousy and need, wishing they were the ones to fill you.

"Yes! Yes. I want you, John," you beg and he takes your cue, pushing slowly into you.

"Fuck, doll. You're so bloody tight," John growls as you grip the bedsheets beneath you. The other three groan, imagining themselves in John's place. After a few moments, he speaks up.

"I'm going to move now, doll."

John begins to move, sliding in and out of you slowly, careful not to hurt you. You whine in pleasure, the sudden friction causing you to arch your back further. His breathing grows heavy, grunting as he increases his pace.

"Mm-hm," you whimper and brace yourself.

"Ah... fuck. Uh-huh," you manage as John continues to fuck you into the mattress.

"Mm... you're doing so good. Think you can take Paulie too?" he challenges and Paul lifts his head, pausing his movements.

Paul approaches, a sly grin on his boyish features as he stands in front of you.

"Yes, Paulie, yes! I need you all so bad."

"Sure you can handle it, love?"

You moan around him as he slides himself into your mouth, stilling when he hits the back of your throat. He pauses, composing himself before sliding in and out of your mouth, gripping the base of his length as he guides himself.

Your words elicit a collective moan from the men and Paul presses his tip to your mouth, eager to have you again.

"She's damn good, ain't she, Paulie?" he asks through his own pleasured grunts. Paul hums in agreement as the two men thrust in and out of you, the rhythmic push and pull scrambling your thoughts and dulling your senses.

"Bloody hell," he mutters, "Her mouth feels so good Paul groans as John chuckles breathlessly, increasing his pace to match Paul's.

"Feeling generous, love? You've got two hands, after all," Ringo points out. In your lust-filled trance, you raise your arms, offering your hands to the two men. They gratefully accept, thrusting into your fists as the four of them surround you.

Ringo and George, stroking themselves to the sight, begin to feel left out and approach the bed.

You take care of the men's needs surprisingly well considering your lack of experience.

"She's too bloody tight to have done anything before. Trust me, Macca," he groans, gripping your hips as he fucks you into the mattress.

"You sure you haven't done this before, doll?" Paul questions, but John interjects.

"Fuck... Christ, love. Where do you want me?" he asks and you consider your options.

Your whines increase in pitch and frequency, but you certainly aren't alone as all of the men approach their climaxes.

"On my ass," you reply and he pulls out near-immediately, spilling his load on your lower half. You revel in the warmth, moaning around Paul as he approaches his own summit. He pulls out of your mouth, unloading onto your pretty face while you lie as still as possible, drunk on the taste of him.

"Bloody hell, Y/N..." Ringo murmurs.

While John and Paul catch their breaths, George and Ringo increase the speed of their movements, driven by the sight of you drenched in their bandmates' cum.

"I-I'm going to-" he pulls out of your hand, covering your chest and shoulder with his hot cum as George does the same, groaning your name loudly.

The five of you take a moment to breathe, all of you sweaty and spent. You collapse onto the bed, none of them really caring about the mess.

"You should probably clean yourself up, love," Paul suggests. Begrudgingly, you rise from the bed and head for the attached bathroom. You manage to make yourself decent, dressing yourself in a t-shirt one of the boys left behind before stepping back out into the bedroom.

They all stare at you in disbelief, mouths agape.

"So, uh... can one of you drive me home?"

"Plus, you ARE wearing my shirt," John points out.

"You really think we're going to let you go back to your flat after THAT?" George asks, incredulous.

You chuckle in response.

"Guess not," you reply, flopping down on the bed. The men clean themselves up, returning to your side.

"So good for us," George adds, nosing into your hair while the others hum in agreement.

"Such a good girl, you are," Paul praises and kisses your forehead.

By the time they start arguing about John hogging the covers, you're already drifting off to sleep, the familiar chatter comforting you and quieting your mind.

"Aww. Look at that, lads. Guess we lulled her to sleep," Ringo snorts.

"Yeah, but I should-" John pauses, interrupted by your faint snoring.

They each lean over to place kisses on your cheeks, whispering their own "goodnight"s and finally shutting the light off to join you in your slumber.

Ringo X Touch Starved!Reader

(calling my touch-starved Ritchie enjoyers !! headcanons + drabble requested by anon 🌟 hope this is just what you needed ✨️)

Ringo is incredibly aware of how touch-starved you are

he makes it a point to offer small, comforting touches whenever and wherever he can

whether it's a soothing hand on your back or a gentle caress of your cheek, he always makes sure you know how much he loves and cares for you

he loves to hold you close when you're together, often resting his head on your shoulder while he presses his chest against your back, the warmth and closeness providing you comfort

Ringo finds these quiet moments of innocent physical intimacy deeply satisfying and sees them as essential to your bond

he loves to surprise you with spontaneous displays of affection, like a quick kiss on the forehead or a lingering hug, especially after a long day

above all, he needs you to know that he's attuned to your feelings and would do anything to see you happy and calm

☆☆☆

It was a lazy Sunday for you and Ringo.

Your shared kitchen was already awake with the scent of fresh coffee and the soft hum of morning activity, gentle rays of sunlight peering through the sheer curtains.

Ringo stood by the counter, preparing breakfast for two with an easy grace. You, still half-asleep, wandered in and leaned against the doorframe. Your eyelids were heavy, but your expression hopeful as you caught a whiff of fresh pancakes.

Ringo glanced over his shoulder, a playful smile tugging at his lips.

"Morning, sleepyhead. Come here."

Without hesitation, he crossed the room and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close. You sighed, burying your face in his chest as he cradled you to him.

"I missed you," you murmured, your voice muffled but sincere.

Ringo's embrace tightened, and he pressed a soft kiss to your hair.

"I'm right here," he said softly. "Always."

He guided you to the kitchen table, gently seating you in a chair and placing a steaming mug of tea in front of you. You thanked him with a grateful smile.

He then returned to his work, effortlessly assembling you both a plate stacked with pancakes, syrup and all. He presented yours to you and sat with his own before reaching across the table, taking your hand in his and giving it a reassuring squeeze.

"Let me know if you need anything," he said, his eyes tender and attentive.

You smiled, your heart full. "Just you, Ritchie."

Ringo's eyes twinkled with affection, and he reached out to brush a thumb across your knuckles.

"Then you've got all you need."

How they'd comfort you after losing a pet

(hey, guys!!! this is the final request in my queue, so I will make a post announcing request are once again OPEN ♡ I apologize for the lateness, I've been dealing with heart issues and some complications with work but I didn't forget about y'all!! I hope these headcanons bring peace and comfort to those who need it 💕)

John

John would be straightforward, but empathetic

He would sit with you, offering a listening ear and a shoulder to cry on

Though he's not the greatest at comforting words, he would express his understanding of your feelings and emphasize the validity of your emotions

After hearing you describe your pet's unique features and seeing the photos you showed him, he surprises you with a (somewhat crude, but very sweet and personal) art piece of them

John might recommend adopting another animal companion together when the time is right

He would also share his own experience with loss and how he found comfort in memories and shared love

Paul

Paul would be very nurturing and comforting towards you, as always

He might bring over a sweet treat or make you some tea just the way you like it, knowing that simple gestures can mean the most to someone who is grieving

He'd share comforting words and reassurances, emphasizing the unconditional love that pets give and how their memory can live on through stories and shared experiences

Paul would share stories about his own pets and how they inspired some of his songs (think "Martha My Dear")

He would sit down with you and help you write a song about your beloved companion, composing a gentle and soothing melody on the guitar, understanding the healing power of music

He would likely bring you a small gift as a token of remembrance, such as a charm bracelet with their name engraved

George

George would talk about the interconnectedness of all living beings and how our pets leave a lasting imprint on our souls

He would offer comforting words about the eternal nature of love and memory

He might suggest meditation to sit with your feelings or calming music to soothe the grief

Above all, he would encourage you to release your emotions when they overwhelm you - whether it be by crying, journaling, or whatever eases your pain

George would help you create a small memorial space/altar in your home, complete with candles, flowers, and a favorite toy or photo of your pet

He'd gift you a flowering plant as a symbol of growth and renewal, offering hope for healing and moving forward

Ringo

Ringo would be incredibly compassionate and understanding, and create a supportive environment for healing

He might lighten the mood by sharing anecdotes about his own pets behaving in amusing ways, sharing how they brought joy into his life and reminiscing about heartwarming moments

He would encourage you to take time for a favorite hobby or comfort activity to take your mind off of your grief and sadness

He'd also provide physical comfort at a time when it's needed most

Ringo uses his crafting skills (if you can call them that) to help you a photo album or scrapbook to immortalize your favorite memories

He would invite you to watch a sweet and funny movie together, offering distraction and a chance to share a cozy moment of connection

Ringo X AuDHD!Reader

(another request fill!! I hope this one doesn't read as too generic as i spent a lot of time on it and did my research, and please note there may be overlaps with the previous post due to the nature of the prompt 💞 I do not have ADHD nor (diagnosed) autism so as always, please let me know if any of my writing comes off as insensitive or offensive !! please enjoy these headcanons + short drabble ✨️)

known for his kind and gentle demeanor, Ringo takes on a deep sense of understanding and patience within your relationship

he is curious and eager to learn, taking the time to educate himself and to become familiar with your unique needs and experiences

you enjoy learning from one another; Ringo gaining insights into your experiences with autism and ADHD, and you hearing about his life in the limelight

understanding the importance of routine, Ringo would be supportive and accommodating

he would enjoy establishing routines and schedules with you, trying his best to create a sense of stability in your lives despite his own struggles with ADHD

he tries to keep things structured and predictable to reduce your feelings of anxiety

however, this doesn't mean he won't understand the importance of flexibility

with his easygoing nature, Ringo is always happy to modify plans and apparently to the changing needs and rhythms of his partner, approaching these situations with patience and understanding

he finds joy in helping you plan your day-to-day activities, taking care to ensure transitions are smooth and anticipated

Ringo is very attentive to your sensory needs and sensitivities, taking steps to create a calming, sensory-friendly environment when you are together

he may adjust lighting, reduce noise levels, or provide sensory tools according to your preferences

he loves to gift you sensory toys he thinks you'd make use of, nearly unable to contain his excitement when he finds one that pertains to your special interests

Ringo learns and navigates your triggers and preferences regarding touch, sound, and environments, ensuring both outings and home settings provide you with a sense of security and comfort

he understands that you may prefer quieter, more intimate settings over crowded or noisy ones, respecting your feelings and planning accordingly

Ringo always makes it known that he respects your autonomy and boundaries

he recognizes when you need space or time alone to recharge, supporting your self-care routines and never taking any offense

he values clear and direct communication within your relationship

over time, Ringo learns to interpret your nonverbal cues and respects your desire for explicit communication, aiming to avoid misunderstandings

he does not, has never, and will never judge you for stimming or performing self-soothing behaviors, instead finding them endearing and cute

despite his fondness for your self-regulating rituals, he never infantilizes you or talks down to you, recognizing (like any rational person with critical thinking skills should) that you are your own grown, unique individual

Ringo will always take time out of his busy days to listen to you infodump and ramble about your latest hyperfixations, asking curious questions and showing genuine interest in everything you share with him

he finds great joy in diving deep into these topics with you, creating a strong connection through mutual passion

Ringo provides consistent and unconditional support, understanding that managing your ADHD and navigating your autism can sometimes be emotionally draining

he listens actively, offers reassurance, and learns how best to comfort you during challenging or overwhelming moments

he recognizes the effort and perseverance it may take for you to navigate daily life and expresses genuine pride in each and every one of your accomplishments

Ringo uses his platform wisely to promote and bolster understanding, supporting organizations and initiatives that foster awareness and acceptance

above all, your relationship is built on love, acceptance, and mutual respect

you celebrate one another's unique traits and way of seeing the world, using these qualities to deepen and strengthen your bond

Ringo envisions a future with you full of love and understanding

the two of you talk freely about your dreams, aspirations, and what you can do to support each other in achieving your goals while embracing your neurodiverse identities

☆☆☆

(IF YOU ARE MUSICALLY INCLINED/INTERESTED)

Ringo watched with intrigue as you entered the bustling studio, your movements quick and purposeful

the way you meticulously arranged your notes and adjusted your headphones caught his attention, a smile forming on his lips

Hey there he greeted warmly, setting down his drumsticks.

What's on your mind today, love?

you looked up, your eyes bright with excitement as you launched into a detailed explanation of a new rhythm you'd been experimenting with

Ringo listened intently, nodding along as you described the intricate patterns and variations

That's brilliant! he exclaimed, his admiration clear

You've got a knack for rhythm that's just extraordinary

you grinned back, feeling a rush of validation

with Ringo, you didn't have to explain or apologize for your intense focus or sudden shifts in topic

he embraced your enthusiasm, encouraging you to explore and create without constraints

as you continued to discuss music and share ideas, Ringo marveled at your unique perspective, finding inspiration in your boundless creativity and passion

☆☆☆

(IF YOU'RE NOT PARTICULARLY MUSICALLY INCLINED/INTERESTED)

Ringo glanced up from his drum kit as you entered the studio, a smile spreading across his face

he noticed the way you moved with a rhythm uniquely your own, your attention shifting from one detail to another with an intensity that fascinated him

Hey there, love Ringo called out, setting his drumsticks aside

How was your morning?

you shuffled closer, your eyes bright with excitement as you shared your latest discovery

Ringo listened intently, captivated by your enthusiasm and the way your words painted vivid pictures in his mind

You always find the coolest things he mused, reaching out to gently squeeze your hand

You make every day an adventure, you know that?

you beamed at him, feeling a warmth spread through your chest

your thoughts lingered on how Ringo understood you in a way few others did, cherishing and embracing every aspect of your unique perspective

Beatles X ADHD!Reader Headcanons

(Hello, everyone!! I apologize for the short hiatus, I've been going through a lot following my 21st birthday as well as some family/work troubles. I also want to give a happy, happy 84th birthday full of peace and love to the one and only Richard Starkey!!! ☮️💞☮️💞☮️💞 As always, please let me know if anything in this post comes across as offensive or insensitive, and take what resonates with you :) I'm glad to be back and hope you all enjoy this post!!)

John

John is intrigued by your unique perspective and view of the world

He admires your creativity and often finds inspiration in your spontaneous ideas

He encourages you to channel your energy into your passions - whether it's music, art, or any other creative pursuit

John understands that you may struggle with focus at times and offers gentle reminders or helps you create strategies to stay organized

He'll support you through restless nights by staying up and chatting with you, plagued by his own insomnia, and helps you get your energy out

He also understands that you may thrive in an environment that may seem chaotic to others, but embraces the unpredictability and encourages you to express yourself freely without fear of judgement

John greatly values your honesty and openness about your challenges

He shares his own vulnerabilities and struggles with you, creating a bond built on mutual understanding and support

He enjoys engaging in deep conversations with you, exploring different topics and learning from your point of view

You two often have late-night chats that range from philosophical discussions to whimsical flights of fancy

He appreciates your ability to jump from topic to topic, finding it refreshing and inspiring

John absolutely loves to collaborate with you on creative projects, whether it's writing songs together or brainstorming ideas for new ventures

Your spontaneous and unique ideas often lead to innovative and unexpected song lyrics or artistic projects

During times when you feel overwhelmed or distracted, John offers a supportive presence

Whether it's through gentle reminders, offering reassurance, or simply listening as you ramble about your latest hyperfixation, he provides unwavering comfort and understanding

Paul

Paul is naturally a very supportive and nurturing partner

He is exceptionally patient and understanding during times when you become distracted or overwhelmed

He also thrives on creating structure and routine, which helps you manage your symptoms effectively

He'll collaborate with you to create adaptive routines and to-do lists that accommodate you, designing schedules that provide flexibility while ensuring important tasks are completed without stress

Paul helps you channel your creative energy into organized projects

He enjoys planning songwriting sessions or artistic endeavors that allow you to streamline your enthusiasm and ideas

Paul listens attentively when you ramble and infodump about your hyperfixations

His optimism and positivity uplift you, helping you feel more confident and capable in managing your ADHD

He always makes it a point to celebrate your achievements, big and small, recognizing the effort and determination it takes to accomplish tasks despite your ADHD-related challenges

Paul is very attuned to your emotional needs, offering comfort and support during moments of frustration or overwhelm

During periods of self-doubt, Paul makes sure to emphasize his belief in your abilities and resilience

He will also take the liberty of decluttering your work and living spaces, as well as locating items you may have misplaced, wanting to keep you from experiencing additional stress

He will often pick up your medication for you (if applicable), and always reminds you to take your meds

Paul helps you set clear goals and prioritize your tasks

He suggests therapies and coping mechanisms, helping you to make informed decisions to improve your daily life

George

George appreciates your spontaneity and creativity, and feels it aligns well with his laid-back personality

He encourages you to explore different hobbies and interests, recognizing your potential to excel in various creative endeavors

He values your insight and often seeks your perspective on music, philosophy, and art

George appreciates your ability to share your experiences openly with him, even when your thoughts are racing or your emotions are intense

You bond over using music as a form of therapy, playing acoustic guitars together or listening to soothing melodies that help calm your mind and enhance your focus

George enjoys spending quiet moments with you - whether it's meditating, enjoying nature, or simply existing and decompressing together

He loves to escape with you to peaceful, natural settings where you can both unwind, connect with one another, and find inspiration in the beauty of your surroundings

He provides a calming presence for you, helping you feel grounded and supported in moments of overwhelm or distraction

George notices small details about your behavior and mood, which helps him recognize when you need gentle reminders or space to recharge

He always respects your need for personal space and quiet moments

George, of course, introduces you to and walks you through mindfulness practices and meditation techniques that help you center yourself and manage your ADHD symptoms more effectively

He supports you in setting boundaries and encourages you to prioritize self-care

George shares his passion for health and wellbeing with you, encouraging activities like yoga, journaling, and nutritious cooking, which promote physical and mental balance

Ringo

Ringo embraces your spontaneity, finding joy and solace in your playful and creative nature

He values your unique talents and perspectives, always taking genuine interest in your hyperfixations

Ringo encourages you to express yourself freely and to always embrace your quirks and unique strengths

His humor and warmth create a positive atmosphere where you feel accepted and cherished for who you are

His lighthearted approach helps alleviate day-to-day stress and pressure

Ringo finds great pleasure in making you laugh, and appreciates your own playful sense of humor and view of things

Ringo is naturally flexible and adaptable, which helps him to navigate your changing moods and interests with ease

He recognizes that your ADHD may lead to shifts in your interests or priorities and remains supportive and understanding in these moments

Ringo enjoys planning outings and activities that cater to your interests, making sure you're both engaged and having fun

He savors moments of comfortable silence and parallel play with you, where you can simply be together without constant need for stimulation or conversation

He deeply appreciates the peace and connection found in these quiet moments

Ringo creates a safe space for you to express yourself creatively however you see fit - whether it be through doodling, writing, or other forms of artistic expression

Empathy is a huge aspect of his support, as he also struggles with ADHD symptoms and navigates his challenges alongside yours

He provides a comforting and understanding presence during times where you feel frustrated or overstimulated

Ringo offers a calming and positive demeanor, as well as unconditional support, reassuring you that you are not alone in managing your ADHD

Poly!Beatles X Heartbroken!Reader - With A Little Help From My Friends

(hello lovebugs! 🐞 please enjoy this request fill for anon, who asked for a poly!beatles fic where the boys comfort the reader who is still reeling from a recent breakup)

The air felt heavy as you sat on the worn-out couch, your fingers tracing absent-minded patterns on the surface of a book you hadn't bothered to open. The memories of your recent breakup lingered like a stubborn stain, refusing to fade with time. It had been weeks since then, yet the ache in your chest persisted, a constant reminder of what once was.

You heard the door creak open, and through the blur of your thoughts, you recognized the familiar voices of the Beatles. "Honey, we're home!" John called out in a singsong voice as he, Paul, George, and Ringo entered your flat, placing armfuls of groceries down on the countertop.

Noticing your lack of response, they exchanged worried glances, silently acknowledging the gravity of the situation.

"Hey, love," Paul greeted softly, his eyes filled with concern as he took in your distant expression.

"Everything alright?" George asked, his voice laced with genuine worry.

You forced a smile, nodding faintly. "Yeah, just... thinking."

John sat down beside you, his presence a comforting weight against your side. "Care to elaborate?"

You chuckled, shaking your head. "Not really."

John's expression softened and he sighed, deciding he would be the one to break the ice. "We can see that it's still hurting you, you know."

Ringo chimed in, his voice gentle. "We hate seeing you like this, love. It's not right."

You swallowed the lump in your throat, the warmth of their concern seeping through the cracks in your facade. "I... I'm trying to move on, but it's not easy."

Paul wrapped his arm around you in a gentle embrace, his touch grounding you. "You don't have to do it alone, you know. We're here for you, remember? Through thick and thin."

The other three lads quickly joined in the hug as their words washed over you like a tidal wave of peace, the soothing balm of their voices easing the ache in your heart just a fraction. For so long, you had shouldered your pain alone, convinced that no one could understand the depth of your despair. But in that moment, you realized you were not alone - that you never had been. Here they were, your knights in shining armor, surrounding you with the warm glow of their love. In their presence, you felt safe, cherished, and understood- feelings you had thought were lost forever in the wake of your breakup.

"Thanks, guys," you murmured, the weight of your burdens lifting with each passing moment. "I really appreciate it."

"Anytime, love," Paul reassured, stroking your hair affectionately. "We've got more than enough love to go around, you know."

Tears welled up in your eyes as you leaned into their embrace, allowing yourself to be enveloped by their love and warmth. In that moment, the weight of your past began to lift, replaced by the promise of a brighter future - one where you were surrounded by the unwavering support of the four men who had come to mean everything to you.

As the evening faded into night, you clung to them tightly, grateful for the four men who had become your rock, your refuge, and your home. No matter what the future held, you knew that you would always have them by your side, guiding you through the storm and into the light.

How you comfort them when they're upset

(hello!! apologies to anon, as i know this is a little late :( I hope you all enjoy regardless and please remember to take care of yourselves ✨️)

John

John tends to internalize his emotions, putting on a brave face even when he's struggling inside

he'll withdraw into himself and become rather cold and distant

he's often weighed down by his own expectations of himself, as well as his unprocessed grief and regret

you recognize his need for space, but understand the importance of gentle reassurance and are always there to lend a shoulder to cry on

John sat on the edge of your shared bed, his head hung in his hands. His mind was filled with memories of the past and words left unsaid. Tears welled up in his eyes as he wrestled with feelings of isolation and regret, mentally beating himself up over things he'd said or done- things he knew he couldn't change but nonetheless couldn't let go.

You had noticed John's uncharacteristically withdrawn behavior and already sensed something wasn't right, quietly entering the room to check on him. Drawn by the heaviness in John's demeanor, you approached and sat beside him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders in a wordless gesture of support.

Your presence alone was enough to comfort him, but though you didn't need to say anything, you felt compelled to nonetheless. You gently coaxed him out of his shell with soft words and comforting touches, reassuring him that it's okay to be vulnerable

"I'm here for you, John." you whispered, and that alone was enough for the dam to break as tears began to roll down his cheeks. In the silence of the room, you held him close for as long as he needed, allowing him to release his pent-up emotions in the safety of your embrace.

Paul

Paul wears his heart on his sleeve, becoming visibly and obviously emotional when upset

interpersonal conflicts and creative challenges tend to get the better of him, and he often feels misunderstood by others

he is rather sensitive to criticism and often takes negative feedback to heart, especially when it comes to his work

you offer him a warm embrace and someone to lean on, showering him with praise and reminding him of his incredible talents

Paul sat at his piano surrounded by crumpled scraps of paper, staring out the window and lost deep in thought. He felt completely and utterly stuck, overwhelmed by his cluttered mind and unable to find inspiration for his next song. Frustration bubbled him inside of him, and tears of frustration pricked at the corners of his green doe eyes.

Noticing his extended absence, you entered the room and called out for his attention. "Paulie? Are you alright in here?" Met with the sight of Paul sat at his piano, surrounded by paper scraps, eyes watery and lip quivering, you immediately realized what was happening in his mind.

You walked over and sat beside him, gently placing your hands atop his. You guided them to the keys, starting with a soft and simple tune and encouraging him to follow your lead.

As you played around with notes and tunes, the weight of Paul's perfectionism lifted and he found reprieve from his oppressive thoughts, finally beginning to relax. The freedom and joy you brought to his work renewed his creative spark and the two of you spent hours creating beautiful melodies, playing for a perfect audience of two.

George

George becomes even more quiet and contemplative when upset, retreating into his own thoughts and emotions and becoming withdrawn

he carries with him a lingering sense of existential crisis and often struggles with feeling disconnected from his purpose

you're always there to offer words of wisdom and a new perspective just as he does for you, helping him find peace and reconnect with what matters most to him

George sat cross-legged on the floor of his bedroom, photographs and mementos from his past scattered around him. As strong as he is, he had been holding onto these feelings for too long, avoiding the painful process of reflection. Each image brought back a flood of bittersweet memories, and tears stained his cheeks as he mourned the passage of time. He began to ponder further, sending himself spiraling and becoming overwhelmed by the swirling thoughts occupying his mind.

Looking up from your place on the bed, you could instantly tell something was amiss. You slowly stood and walked over to George, taking a seat beside him on the floor and wrapping a comforting arm around his shoulders. After a few moments of peaceful silence, you pointed to one of the more joyful photographs.

"Why don't you tell me the story behind this one?" you suggested, and George obliged. Throughout the evening, you and George remained huddled together on the floor as he detailed every precious memory captured in the keepsakes and photos.

When it was finally time to wind down for bed, George found himself feeling noticeably lighter, and endlessly grateful to have you in his life.

Ringo

Ringo's optimistic outlook can become bogged down by self-doubt, feeling inadequate in his talents or insecure about his place in the world

he masks his emotions with humor, cracking jokes even when he's feeling down and deflecting his sadness with laughter

despite his best efforts, you see through his facade and know just when he's in need of a little extra praise

through your unwavering support, you always help to lift his spirits and restore his confidence

Ringo sat alone in his dressing room, trembling with nerves before a big performance. He felt overwhelmed by the pressures of fame and the constant scrutiny of the public eye. The pressure of the spotlight felt suffocating and doubt crept into his mind, tears threatening to spill over as he fought to control his anxiety. He found himself feeling utterly terrified and frozen in place, longing only for a moment of peace and understanding.

Sensing his distress, you knocked softly on the door before entering with a sympathetic smile on your face. You walked over and knelt beside him, helping him lace up his boots. He watched you intently, admiring your thoughtfulness and focusing on your precise movements to distract his racing mind.

When you'd finished the job, you placed a gentle hand on his clothed thigh and gave a supportive squeeze. "You've got this, Ritchie. Knock 'em dead," you reassured, following up with a kiss on the cheek.

With your encouragement, Ringo took a deep breath and found the strength to leave the dressing room with his head held high, ready to give it his all.

What they argue about + how they apologize

(prompt from anon !! i'm a little behind on requests at the moment, but I hope you all can forgive me and enjoy these headcanons 🌼)

John

John's most passionate arguments tend to center around about social issues, political ideologies or creative direction

he's often perceived as too radical or unconventional by those around him, even including you on occasion

other times he'll take a joke too far or cross the line with his teasing, causing your feelings to be hurt

his apologies aren't the most straightforward, but are still genuine with a touch of self-awareness... he's trying

often, he'll bring you a cup of tea or small treat as a peace offering once things have blown over

Paul

Paul might argue about musical arrangements or creative differences, and can be a bit controlling when it comes to his work

he has the capacity to be rather egotistical at times, seemingly dominating important conversations

he's also a huge perfectionist and would often bicker with you over meticulous details of ordinary tasks

he always wants the laundry folded or the bed made the "right way"

his apologies come quickly and would be warm and very sincere, accompanied by lots of physical affection and perhaps a sweet gesture like inviting you to share a cup of tea with him

George

if ever George sparked a serious argument, it would likely be over artistic integrity or personal boundaries, sometimes feeling misunderstood or undervalued

on the more lighthearted side, he would argue about you having eaten his food or not sharing yours

he'll pretend to be offended if you don't offer him a taste of whatever you're having, much to your chagrin as he's very convincing

George's apologies would be thoughtful, sincere and reflective, offering insights into his perspective and seeking mutual understanding and respect

Ringo

Ringo is rather carefree and tends not to make a fuss, but he may (rarely) blow up over practical matters or interpersonal dynamics

he sometimes feels overlooked or taken for granted, even when it may not be the case

he can also become passionately defensive about his preferences, such as the way he likes his tea or his favorite vinyl records

Ringo's apologies would be humble and down-to-earth, maybe with a touch of humor to diffuse tension, as well as lots of hugs and kisses

Ticklish Beatles headcanons !!

(a darling request from anon!! enjoy, dearies ✨️)

John

despite his tough guy exterior, John can't help but burst into laughter when you tickle his sides unexpectedly

he'll try to play it cool at first and brush it off with a snarky comment but his expression always gives him away

a light brush of your hands down his sides can turn him into a giggling mess, much to your amusement

Paul

Paul's most ticklish spot is right underneath his chin

he's notorious for kicking up a storm of laughter when you dare to stroke or gently kiss him there

he can't help but break out in giggles like a schoolgirl, often followed by playful swats and adorable nose scrunches

George

George acts stoic, but his Achilles heel is his neck

a gentle tickle there sends him into fits of laughter, much to your delight as it's quite a departure from his typical demeanor

you like to use this weakness to your advantage, kissing his neck gently to get under his skin and break his composure

Ringo

Ringo's most sensitive spot is his ribs, or right below them

he can't help but squirm and giggle when you tickle him there, sometimes resulting in a playful wrestling match

his ticklishness is legendary among his bandmates, who are always amused when you set him off in their presence

Beatles X Reader who has trouble expressing their emotions

(another lovely anonymous request!! hope you all are having a good week so far :) please enjoy 💞)

John

John would likely use wit and sarcasm to deflect from emotional topics at first

however, internally, he'd be incredibly observant and sensitive to your feelings

he would feel a deep sense of empathy towards you, understanding the struggles of navigating and expressing complex emotions

being quite introspective himself, John would take a patient and understanding approach, creating a non-judgmental space for you to open up gradually through long conversations and shared experiences

he'd be the type to challenge you gently, pushing you out of your comfort zone in a supportive way to help you grow emotionally

while John might struggle with his own emotional expression at times, he'd make a conscious effort to show vulnerability in small, subtle ways, hoping to lead by example and encourage you to do the same

Paul

Paul (always wanting to fix things) would feel a strong desire to help you feel comfortable expressing yourself, wanting nothing more than for you to feel understood and supported

he would use his own experiences to relate to you, gently encouraging you to open up on your own time

he would offer lots of affection and reassurance, showing you that it's okay to be vulnerable and that you are dearly loved and valued by him

Paul may encourage you to engage in activities with him often, using shared experiences as a way to build your trust

he might share his more personal songs or poetry with you in an attempt to connect and inspire you to express your feelings in a similar way

despite his outward confidence, Paul would still have moments of self-doubt, always wondering whether he's doing enough to support his partner

George

George feels a profound sense of appreciation for your complexity and strives to show his respect for your boundaries

he would quietly support and comfort you, offering a sense of calm and stability for you to lean on

George may not push you to express yourself verbally, but would instead encourage you to find outlets for your emotions, offering a perspective that fosters self-reflection and discovery

he might suggest meditation or journaling in an effort to help you become more in tune with yourself and your feelings

George would cherish quiet moments of intimacy with you, like sitting together in silence, holding hands, and simply enjoying each other's presence without the need for words

he is always deeply moved by your rare moments of vulnerability, viewing them as feats of strength and bravery

Ringo

Ringo would be the epitome of patience and understanding, feeling a deep and genuine desire to make you feel validated and cared for

his easygoing demeanor would put you at ease and help create a comfortable atmosphere for you to relax and be yourself around him

he'd suggest activities that allow you to relax - hoping that even if you don't want to talk about your feelings, you're able to shed some weight from your shoulders

Ringo is always there with supportive words or a comforting hug if you need it, without any pressure of opening up

he would make a conscious effort to listen actively when you do want to talk about things, not just waiting for his turn to speak but genuinely taking in what you have to say and validating your emotions without judgment

Ringo would still have his moments of quiet concern, worrying about whether he's done all he can to help you feel secure in your relationship, and would constantly strive to be a better partner

Kid!Beatles X Kid!Reader Headcanons

(thank you to anon for this fun request!! 💞)

John

you and John are known troublemakers in school, often getting scolded for your antics in class and mischief during recess

you're notorious for pulling pranks on your classmates, from tacks on chairs to fake bugs in desk drawers

you bond over your love for doodling, filling notebooks with silly drawings and caricatures of your teachers (and sometimes defacing school property)

despite your friendship, you're fierce rivals on the soccer field, competing against one another in epic matches with bragging rights on the line

you share a secret hideout in the schoolyard where you spend your breaks together, plotting imaginary adventures and sharing your wildest dreams

you have frequent sleepovers consisting of ruthless pillow fights and devious prank calls to every number in the phonebook

Paul

you and Paul spend recess making up silly songs together, singing at the top of your lungs and giggling uncontrollably

after school, you make your way towards your secret treehouse in Paul's backyard to share secrets and imaginary tales, hidden away from the rest of the world

when the weather is nice, you like to go on bike rides around the neighborhood, exploring hidden trails and pretending to be intrepid explorers on a quest for adventure

Paul will sometimes take you to the park with him to birdwatch, armed with binoculars and identification books

you love building things together, crafting beautiful flower crowns and constructing makeshift forts from pillows and blankets

you spend your weekends watching old monster movies and sci-fi classics, munching on popcorn and debating over which film is the best

George

being two of the quieter students in class, you share a special unspoken bond, often writing messages in the margins of your notebooks and sliding it to the edge of your desk for the other to read

speaking of, the two of you are avid readers, spending hours in the school library devouring nonfiction books about dinosaurs, science, and space

George takes on you epic imaginary adventures, pretending to be astronauts exploring distant planets or knights fighting dragons

you like to go on nature walks together, collecting leaves to make rubbings and flowers to press in your scrapbooks

you spend the weekends exploring in the woods behind your houses, searching for hidden treasures and making friends with the creatures that inhabit the forest

Ringo

you're a pair of class clowns, always cracking jokes and performing silly skits to make your classmates laugh during boring lessons

Ringo shares with you his love for percussion, showing you how to use instruments like air guitars and cardboard drums to perform for your friends at lunchtime

the two of you spend countless afternoons playing soccer with your friends in the neighborhood streets, Ringo showcasing his impressive footwork as you cheer him on from the sidelines (and even join in when you're feeling bold)

you're avid comic book fans, spending hours together trading your favorite issues and debating over who would win in a battle between your favorite superheroes

on temperate evenings you'll pitch a tent in Ringo's backyard and stay up all night telling ghost stories, roasting marshmallows over a makeshift campfire, and counting the stars

George Harrison X NB!Reader who struggles with PMDD

(written for anon!! I decided to focus on just geo since I didn't want the reactions to feel too generic. I hope this comes across as respectful as I intended for it to be, and please don't hesitate to correct me on anything regarding PMDD !! I hope this brings you comfort 💗)

George immerses himself in learning about PMDD and becomes intimately acquainted with the intricacies of the condition, seeking to understand its effects on your mental and emotional wellbeing

he spends hours researching and reading articles to gain insight on how best to support you

despite a few generic tips, he ultimately comes to the conclusion that the best thing he can do is listen to you and find out what you need in particular

George encourages you to communicate with him, creating a safe and open space to ensure you feel validated in your feelings and affirmed in your identity

he always offers practical assistance like pulling extra weight when it comes to chores if you're feeling low-energy, ordering or making whatever meal you crave if you're struggling with your appetite, or bringing you a hot water bottle when your pain becomes difficult to manage

together, you sought solace in the guidance of medical professionals, navigating the complexities of diagnosis with determination and resilience

you explored a multitude of treatment options and coping mechanisms to manage your symptoms, eventually landing on a balance that worked best for you

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you, caught in the relentless grip of hormonal fluctuations, often found yourself on the brink of despair in the days leading up to your period

George, with his nurturing spirit, stood as a steadfast source of support and comfort

he had long since learned to recognize subtle shifts in your mood, always offering affirming words and acts of care to ease your burden

one evening, as you felt yourself approaching the precipice of a breakdown, George approached you with a gentle reverence - mindful of the delicate balance between your inner turmoil and his own longing to provide solace

Love, I can sense the weight you carry. Please, let me share it with you.

I don't know, Geo... I just feel like I'm losing control of everything you lamented, burying your face in your hands

I know, darling. I know. You're not alone in this he murmured, pressing a tender kiss to your temple

I'm here for you always.

he held you close as you weathered the storm together, his voice a soothing melody that calmed your troubled heart

and through it all, George's love remained a beacon of light in the darkness - a constant reminder that you are not defined by your struggles, but by the strength with which you face them

Drunk!Hamburg!Beatles X Reader Headcanons

(thank you to @lfrom-thestars for this adorable request!! I hope this lives up to your expectations 💞 enjoy!)

The Beatles collectively become a chaotic force of energy when intoxicated, bouncing off of each other with endless jokes and antics

the liveliness of the Hamburg nightlife only fuels their escapades, their raucous laughter cutting through the conversations of other patrons and earning them glares that go unnoticed in their drunken haze

when you receive the call that they've been kicked out of their fourth bar of the night, you spring into action and come to lead your boys home, cutting them off since they're clearly too far gone to make that call on their own

almost immediately, impromptu performances erupt on streetcorners, drawing crowds of curious onlookers who are captivated by The Beatles' drunken melodies

you somehow manage to shoo them away and steer the boys toward a less populated route

as the night progresses, they become more unpredictable and you soon find yourself herding them like four mischievous puppies, ensuring they stick together and don't wander off into the chaos of the city streets

Ringo is the first to stray from the group, becoming distracted by some spray painted street art on the wall of a nearby building

you gently redirect him, taking him by the hand and pointing to something shiny up ahead, his short attention span already shifting focus to the new object

next to wander is Paul, stumbling over to a bronze statue and beginning to chat it up

he uses his best flirting tactics but the statue, being... well... a statue, is unaffected by his charms

you grab his arm and sling it over your shoulder to steady him as you walk him back over to the other three boys, Paul leaving sloppy kisses all over your face in the meanwhile

when you finally shrug him off, confident he can keep up on his own, he redirects his affection to John

John, all the more rowdy and brash when he's had a few too many, takes issue with this and becomes fired up, shoving away Paul (though he only returns for more)

just as John is winding his arm back, preparing to slug his clingy mate, you place yourself between the two men and act as a mediator

you suggest Paul go and pay a visit to Ringo, who is more than happy to accept his attention, and instruct John to take a few deep breaths

when the dust settles on this little spat, things are seemingly going according to plan and you're quickly approaching the hotel

that is until George, who has become increasingly more talkative in his drunken state, decides the silence isn't cutting it and decides to fill it with philosophical musings

you passify him as best you can, nodding and feigning interest in his nonsensical ramblings until the hotel is finally in sight

George makes it all of ten yards from the entrance when he stops suddenly, doubling over and heaving as you hold his hair back for him

thankfully he's too preoccupied to notice John's laughter at his plight and, after a few pats on the back, you make it safely inside and up to the room with a few sympathetic looks from the staff

the next morning as they nurse their hangovers, you dole out aspirins and glasses of water to the boys and order a hearty breakfast to get them back to their old selves as fast as possible

as difficult as it is to keep it to yourself, you refrain from reminding them of the silly antics they pulled last night, letting them recover with their dignity (for now)

as shitty as they feel now, they're still exhilarated by the unforgettable night you all shared together on the vibrant streets of Hamburg, and are forever grateful for your care

Beatles X Plushie-Obsessed Reader Headcanons 🧸

(requested by anon!! 💞)

John

John teases you about your obsession, but secretly adores your enthusiasm and finds it endearing

he'll sometimes playfully argue with you about which plushie is the "coolest," leading to lighthearted debates and laughter

during his photography sessions, he'll often request to borrow a few of your friends to use as props, creating artsy and whimsical scenes

though he'd never admit it, John secretly enjoys cuddling with your plushies when you aren't around, finding comfort in their softness

Paul

Paul enjoys helping you organize and catalog your collection, creating a sense of order amidst the colorful array of characters

he likes to incorporate them into his home decor, arranging them in playful displays around the house

he will occasionally dress some of the plushies up in miniature versions of his iconic outfits, resulting in adorable photo opportunities

Paul loves to surprise you with thoughtful gestures, like leaving new plushies on the doorstep for you to find or crafting handmade accessories for them

George

George is fascinated by the craftsmanship of your beloved plushies and enjoys learning about the unique characteristics of each toy

he encourages your passion and adds to your collection by gifting you rare and sought-after pieces he finds during his travels

on occasion George has been known to try his hand at crafting a plush of his own, usually resulting in a quirky but lovable creation

Ringo

Ringo loves bringing your plushies to life with funny voices and silly antics

he'll involve them in his daily activities, pretending they're his audience as he practicing his drumming or taking them on the road with him

he's always up for a cuddle session with you and your plushies, often falling asleep surrounded by the fluffy companions

Ringo's genuine affection for you and your passion is evident in the way he treats each toy with care and respect, valuing their role in your life

John Lennon X Insomniac!Reader - Midnight Memories 💤

(here is John's version of the previous prompt requested by anon!! hope you all are having a lovely day or night, wherever you are ✨️)

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John sat cross-legged at his desk, surrounded by scattered sheets of paper and pencil shavings. His fingers danced across the blank page of his workbook, sketching out intricate designs that seemed to materialize from the depths of his imagination.

He rubbed his tired eyes, trying to shake off the fog of exhaustion that threatened to consume him. It was another sleepless night, the hours slipping away like sand through his fingers.

He glanced at the clock, the ever-moving hands seemingly mocking his plight. He knew he should try to rest, but his mind raced with thoughts and ideas, refusing to be silenced. With a frustrated sigh, he pushed himself away from the desk and wandered into the living room.

You were already there, curled up on the couch, the soft glow of the television illuminating the otherwise dark space as you flipped through the channels in search of something to watch. You were suddenly shaken from your dull trance by approaching footsteps. You turned your head to identify the source of the sound, your face drawn with the weight of sleeplessness.

John made his way to your side, perching on the arm of the couch and brushing a lock of hair from your forehead.

"You too, huh?" he asked, his voice tinged with sympathy.

You shook your head with a frustrated groan. "It's like my mind won't shut off."

With a determined nod and no hesitation, John reached for the remote, taking it in hand and aiming it at the television set. He browsed the pay-per-view catalog for only a moment before selecting a beloved classic, one that held a special place in both of your hearts.

As the familiar theme music filled the room, he settled himself on the couch, sinking into the cushions beside you. You curled up next to John, the warmth of his body a comforting presence in the dimly-lit room. Together, you lost yourselves in the world unfolding onscreen, the characters and storyline drawing you in with their timeless charm and offering a welcome distraction from the turmoil of your mind.

With each passing moment the weight of insomnia began to lift, replaced by a sense of nostalgia and familiarity. As dawn approached and the first rays of morning sunshine slipped through the curtains, you found yourself leaning against John's shoulder, the rhythm of his heartbeat a soothing panacea. The gentle hum of the TV droned on, guiding you ever closer to the elusive embrace of sleep.

After a while, John looked down to see your eyelids shut, a peaceful expression gracing your features.

"Sleep well, love," he whispered, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead.

As he watched you drift off into slumber at last, John felt a sense of calm wash over him and he settled further into the plush upholstery of the couch. He closed his eyes, letting the rhythm of onscreen dialogue carry him away as he realized that sometimes, the most meaningful moments happen when the rest of the world is fast asleep.

Paul McCartney X Insomniac!Reader - Dream Weaver 🌠

(requested by anon!! John version will be posted soon 💞 enjoy, dearies)

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Paul sat in his cozy study surrounded by stacks of books, a dim desk lamp casting a warm glow on his delicate features. The night was still, the only sound the gentle rustle of leaves in the breeze from beyond the room's large stained glass windows. He sighed, glancing at the clock ticking away the hours. It was well past midnight, and it was par for the course for Paul to stay up this late. After all, he'd slept in until nearly noon - as usual.

For you, however, it was a different story. You'd spent last night tossing and turning, desperately trying to soothe yourself to sleep. Your eyes burned with exhaustion, a testament to the restless energy that consumed you. The following day you had trouble staying alert, despite the fact that you'd been wide-eyed and wired just hours ago. You willed yourself to push through your work and studies, groggy and uncoordinated in your movements. You were sure Paul had noticed your decline.

And notice he had. Paul couldn't help but imagine of you, lying awake in bed, struggling in your battle against insomnia. This wasn't new for you, simply another bout of sleeplessness, but it had been particularly brutal as of late.

With a determined sigh, Paul closed his book and made his way to the kitchen. He began to brew a fresh pot of chamomile tea, recalling its calming properties. He listened closely to the soft hum of boiling water, a comforting presence in the quiet of the night. As he waited for the tea to steep, he rummaged through the cupboards in search of a small jar of honey he'd purchased from the farmer's market only days before.

Armed with the tea and honey, Paul shuffled quietly to your shared bedroom and pushed the door open with his shoulder, the stiff wood creaking as he stepped inside. He is welcomed by the sight of you staring up at the ceiling above, your brows furrowed in frustration. You turn to look at Paul, your gaze softening as you smile weakly at him. He walks to the bed and takes a seat beside you, setting the mug and and jar down on the nightstand.

"Struggling to sleep yet again?" he asks gently, stroking your hair. You nodded, a faint frown marring your features.

"It's been tough lately."

Paul nods in understanding.

"I thought you may want a little something to help calm the nerves," he says, stirring a spoonful of honey into the steaming mug of tea and offering it to you.

You smiled gratefully and accepted, closing your eyes and sipping the fragrant brew. "Thank you, Paul. You didn't have to do that."

He shrugged sheepishly, crossing one ankle over the other as the two of you sat in comfortable silence. After a few moments you settled back under the covers, the warmth of the tea seeping into your bones. Paul began to hum a lullaby, a soft and soothing melody that wrapped around you like a cocoon and momentarily eased your stress.

You continued like this for a while, eventually closing your eyes. But inevitably your mind began to wander, your worries returning with more tenacity than before and gripping your mind with the same dreadful anxiety. You shifted positions a few times, grappling for solace in Paul's melodious voice. But finally you sat up, overwhelmed, and placed your head in your hands with defeat.

Paul halted his song abruptly and turned to your hunched-over form, a somber look on his face. "Not doing the trick?"

You sighed and shook your head wordlessly. Paul placed a sympathetic hand on your shoulder and started to brainstorm. After a few moments, his face lit up with playful inspiration.

"How about I tell you a story?"

At first you were taken aback by the suggestion, finding it a tad childish. But, realizing it may be just the thing to occupy your spiraling mind, you nodded and laid back to cozy up once again.

And so, Paul began to spin a tale, weaving a tapestry of adventure and wonder that transported you far from the confines of your bedroom. His voice sweet as the honeyed tea he'd brought you, a soothing balm for your restless soul, each word a brushstroke painting a vivid picture in your mind.

As he spoke, you felt the weight of the world lift from your shoulders, replaced by a sense of enchantment and awe. When Paul reached the end of his story, you found yourself smiling, the edges of sleep beckoning you with gentle hands.

"Thank you, Paul," you murmured, your voice hoarse with exhaustion and barely above a whisper.

Paul smiled back, his eyes sparkling with warmth.

"Anytime, love. Sweet dreams."

At last you drifted off to sleep, cradled in the comfort and magic of a fantastical realm. You felt a sense of peace wash over you, knowing that with Paul by your side, even the darkest nights held a glimmer of hope.

Teddy Boy!John Lennon X Modern!Reader - Smoke & Serendipity 🚬 (Part 2)

(thank you all for the overwhelming amount of love and praise for Smoke & Serendipity!! I hope this continuation lives up to your expectations 💕 enjoy!)

As John's figure disappears down the bustling streets, you're left standing in the alleyway, unable to shake the feeling of excitement and uncertainty swirling in your mind. The invitation to his band's gig at the Cavern Club hangs in the air, tempting you with the promise of adventure in this unfamiliar era.

You glance down at your attire once more, realizing that if you're going to fit in at this gig, you'll need a drastic wardrobe change. With determination powering every step, you set off to find the nearest clothing store, navigating the winding streets with a newfound sense of purpose. The sights and sounds of 1950s Liverpool flood your senses, fueling your excitement for the night ahead.

After what feels like an eternity of searching, you finally stumble upon a quaint boutique tucked away in a corner of the city. The bell above the door chimes as you step inside, greeted by the scent of mothballs and starched fabric. Rows of vintage clothing line the racks, each piece seemingly plucked straight from the pages of a decades-old magazine.

As you sift through the hangers and peruse the displays, your eyes land on a striking ensemble that catches your attention: a sleek leather jacket paired with tailored trousers and a fitted blouse. Eager to try it on, you gather the pieces and head to the fitting room, more than ready to shed your outdated attire in favor of something more fitting for the era.

Emerging from the stall, you catch a glimpse of your reflection in the dusty mirror and marvel at the transformation before you. The leather jacket fits like a second skin, the trousers hugging your frame in all the right places. With a satisfied smile, you pay for your new digs and step out onto the street, feeling like a different person entirely.

With your confidence renewed and your wardrobe updated, you set off once more in search of the Cavern Club, keen to make the most of your unexpected journey through time. You find yourself wondering what adventures await you at the club, and what role John and his band will play in your journey back to the present.

Anticipation builds as you approach the venue, the neon lights of the city illuminating your path ahead. With each step, you can feel the energetic atmosphere around you, the pulse of rock 'n' roll echoing through the air.

Stepping inside the dimly-lit club, the sound of live music spills out into the streets and you're greeted by the sight of a packed crowd, swaying to its rhythm. The air is thick with cigarette smoke and the smell of stale beer, adding to the gritty charm of the underground venue.

You push your way through the throngs of people, scanning the crowd for any sign of John. Finally, you spot him in the corner of the room, his unmistakable silhouette illuminated by the glow of the stage lights.

Making your way over to him, you can't help but feel a surge of excitement mingled with nervousness. You catch his eye, offering a small wave and smile as he greets you with a sly grin of his own.

"Well, well, well. Look who decided to show up," he teases, his voice barely audible over the roar of the crowd.

"I couldn't resist," you reply, raising your voice to be heard over the din. "Besides, I just had to see what all the fuss was about."

John chuckles and nods toward the stage, where his bandmates are now tuning their instruments in preparation for their set.

"Just wait until you hear us play." Smug confidence is evident in his voice, that much is obvious- but just underneath, you swear you can detect the smallest hint of anxiety.

"We're going to blow your mind."

As the band takes the stage and launches into their first song, you find yourself swept up in the electrifying energy of the performance. The pure passion and talent demonstrated in their music resonate deeply with you, transcending the boundaries of time and space. John's voice cuts through the noise, raw and unfiltered, sending pleasant shivers down your spine. Enchanted by the pulsing beat of the drums and the warmth of the crowd, you feel more alive than you ever have before.

Lost in the music and company, you forget, if only for a moment, about the pressing question of how to return to your own time. For now, you're content to simply live in the present (or rather, the past), embracing the adventure and spontaneity of your unexpected journey. But as the final chords fade away and the lights come up, reality comes crashing back down around you.

With a heavy heart, you make your way toward the exit, the echoes of the music still ringing in your ears. But as you step out into the cool night air, a voice calls out from behind you.

"Hey, where do you think you're going?"

John's voice cuts through the darkness and shakes you from your train of thought. You turn to face him, a bittersweet smile playing at your lips.

"I... I have to go," you sigh, your voice wavering with uncertainty. But when you ponder your situation a moment longer, you come to the realization that you haven't considered where you're going to sleep - if you're even able to with everything weighing on your mind.

John snaps you back to attention with a dismissive wave of his hand.

"Sure ya don't! It's Friday night, after all. Unless you just aren't interested in me, which I can't imagine is true." He takes a step closer and quirks an eyebrow at you, awaiting your reply to his bold suggestion.

"Is this your way of inviting me back to your place?"

He shrugs, trying to look nonchalant but secretly hoping you'll accept. You consider the possibility - on one hand, it's another night away from your own time. But on the other, you still have no clue how you'll get back to the present. And in the meantime, a comfy bed and a roof over your head would be nice.

"If so... sure. Why not?" You smile and look to John, whose face lights up as you finally your decision.

"Well, what are we waiting for then?"

John takes your hand in his and pulls you along behind him. You stumble over your own feet as you try to match his pace, giggling all the while.

Though the path back to your own time remains uncertain, you can't help but feel hopeful, reinvigorated with a newfound sense of belonging in this unfamiliar era.

Bug Boys X Reader who has to take exams on their birthday 🎂

(another request submitted by a lovely anon!! hope I'm not too late 💕 happy birthday, love!)

John

he'll try to talk to you while you're studying but realizes you're too engrossed in your books to even lift your head and acknowledge him

he decides to try a different approach, snickering as he scribbles silly (and often dirty) notes onto pieces of paper

he folds them into paper aeroplanes and sails them across the room, almost always striking you in the head

he loves to see the look on your face and hear your laughter fill the room when you open and read them, becoming red-faced and flustered

On the day of the tests, John arrives at your doorstep with a paper bag in hand. "Hey there, birthday braniac! Ready to conquer those exams?"

He hands you the bag and you examine it, realizing he's packed you a homemade lunch. It's just a simple sandwich and some crisps, but it's made with lots of love and he's done his best. He offers his arm to you and you link it with yours as he guides you out of the doorway and down the sidewalk. The two of you wander through the streets, John easing your nerves with playful banter the whole way.

When you reach the exam hall, he squeezes your hand and whispers: "You've got this, love. Knock 'em dead."

Not long after, you come to find he's slipped a note into the lunchbag - a small piece of paper with a shittily-drawn self portrait of him giving you a thumbs up.

☆☆☆

John arrives to pick you up after you've finished, beckoning you toward him and into his arms for a hug. When you pull away, he raises his hand to reveal two tickets to see your favorite band (other than the Beatles, of course) in concert. You squeal in delight and give him a kiss on the cheek. "Happy birthday, love" he says, before taking your hand in his and leading you to the venue to let loose and celebrate.

Paul

in the time leading up to your final exams, Paul ensures that you're well-fed and rested while you study

he knows it can be easy to forget or set aside self-care when you're so intent on cramming

with a gentle knock on the door, Paul enters your room carrying a tray laden with delicious goodies

"I made your favorite! Fuel up, love."

he'll play soft melodies on his piano to provide some background noise and hopefully help you focus

On the day of your exams, Paul pulls up in his sleek vintage car, the soft strains of a love song playing over the radio. With a charming smile, he opens the passenger door and extends a hand to you. "Hop in," he instructs with a flirtatious wink. You drive through the city streets, all the while Paul sings along to the radio and serenades you with sweet lyrics. As you arrive at your destination, he leans in close and presses a gentle kiss to your cheek. "You're going to do brilliantly, love."

☆☆☆

Once you're finished he arrives to pick you up, a bouquet of fragrant flowers in hand. You approach him, smiling softly, and he places a gentle hand on the back of your neck to pull you into a passionate kiss. "Happy birthday, darling."

You begin to notice he's taking a familiar route, realizing at last that he's brought you to your favorite restaurant for a romantic candlelit birthday dinner. You enjoy a three-course meal along with dessert, heading home to end the day with some cuddles and relaxation.

George

throughout the weeks leading up to your exams, George helps you stay centered and focused while you study

he'll enter your room in silence and sit down beside you, handing you a steaming cup of herbal tea

"Feeling nervous?" he asks softly, and you nod

"Remember, this is just a temporary challenge. Focus on the present and let your intuition guide you."

he provides a sense of calm and serenity amidst the chaos of cramming and deadlines

George doesn't "help" you study, per se, but tries to manifest a good outcome for you

in his mind's eye, he envisions you stepping into the exam room with confidence and determination, ready to tackle any challenging questions that may come your way

When the day comes, George arrives at your door with a single red rose in hand, a shy smile playing on his lips. "I thought you may need a bit of a good luck charm," he says playfully, offering you the rose. He takes your free hand in one of his, squeezing it gently.

Together, you walk through the quiet streets, George's presence a source of comfort and security. As you come up on the exam hall, he gazes into your eyes and speaks softly. "You've got this, dear. I believe in you."

☆☆☆

When George arrives to collect you after your exams, he walks up to greet you. With a gentle touch, he tucks a loose strand of hair behind your ear and gives you a soft kiss. "Well done, gorgeous. Happy birthday."

As he walks, you fall into step behind him, telling him all about your experience and how you feel the tests went when the two of you come upon a strange dome-shaped building. He's taken you on a surprise trip to the planetarium! The calming visuals and dark atmosphere help you to relax as you fixate on the captivating show. George knew just what you needed to unwind and celebrate at the end of a long and stressful day.

Ringo

when you tell him about your upcoming finals, Ringo helps you to organize your study materials and create a schedule

he wants to make sure you still have time for fun and relaxation during this hectic time

he'll eagerly offer to be your study buddy if you need someone to read material aloud or quiz you

he makes the most adorable flashcards, complete with colorful pictures to help you remember complicated subjects

Ringo brings a sense of joy and lightheartedness to your study sessions that helps you destress and shift focus away from your worries

When the day finally arrives, Ringo pulls up on his motorcycle, the engine rumbling softly beneath him. With a cheeky grin, he offers you a helmet and gestures for you to hop on.

Together, you ride through the winding roads, the wind whipping through your hair. Ringo's laughter and singing fills the air, and his carefree attitude puts your mind at ease like nothing else can.

As you pull up to the exam venue, he smiles warmly and leans in close. "You're going to ace this, love. Just remember, I'll be waiting to celebrate with you after."

☆☆☆

When you're finally finished, you exit the building with a deep breath followed by a sigh of relief. Ringo speeds around the corner on his motorbike, coming to an abrupt stop in front of you. When he finally stalls and you're able to getter a better look, you notice that numerous bags hang from the handlebars, filled with colorful tissue paper. "Happy happy birthday, sweetheart!" he calls, offering the helmet to you once again and motioning you to take your seat behind him.

You arrive home to even more gifts scattered about your dining room table, a lone cupcake in the middle with a candle planted firmly in the center. A giant teddy, seated in one of the chairs, wears a striped party hat. The remainder of the evening is filled with hugs and kisses as you unwrap the many thoughtful gifts Ringo has picked out for you, cherishing each and every one.

Beatles X Assistant!Reader headcanons

(requested by a lovely anon :) enjoy, loves 💕)

John

John finds himself increasingly drawn to your quiet efficiency as the band's assistant. He admires your intelligence and wit, and he can't help but feel a flutter in his chest whenever your eyes meet. He'll start finding excuses to linger in your office, hoping for a chance to make you laugh with one of his dry quips.

John will go out of his way to do little things that make your life easier, offering to carry your heavy bags or lend a listening ear when you've had a frustrating day.

He finds himself unable to resist the urge to tease you whenever the opportunity presents itself - purposely misplacing items just so he can watch you furrow your brow in concentration as you search for them, only to reveal their location with a mischievous grin.

Despite his playful demeanor, there's a softness in his gaze whenever he looks at you, a warmth he can't explain or ignore.

Paul

Paul is enchanted by your radiant beauty and warmth. He often finds himself seeking you out just to chat, whether it's about music, life, or anything in between. He loves the way you listen attentively to his ideas and offer thoughtful insights of your own.

His feelings for you are like a symphony playing in his heart, each note building upon the last until it becomes impossible to ignore.

Paul is captivated by your presence, drawn to the way you move with grace and purpose. There's a tenderness to his touch whenever he reaches out to brush a stray lock of hair from your face, a silent confession.

And though he may not realize it at first, there's a depth to his feelings for you that goes beyond mere admiration - it's a love that's as timeless and enduring as the music he creates.

George

George is intrigued by your quiet confidence and mysterious aura, and finds himself drawn to you like a moth to a flame. He begins to notice the little quirks and habits that make you unique and starts to seek out opportunities to spend time with you, whether it's sharing a cup of tea during a break or asking for your opinion on a new riff he's been working on.

He's fascinated by the glimpses he catches of your true self beyond your professional exterior, and he can't help but want to know more about you.

George will often linger near your workspace, pretending to be absorbed in his own tasks while secretly stealing glances in your direction.

Though he may not show it outwardly, there's a gentleness in his touch whenever your hands accidentally brush, a silent acknowledgement of the growing connection between you.

Ringo

Ringo is captivated by your infectious energy and zest for life. He loves the way you bring a sense of fun and spontaneity to the band's work and finds himself gravitating toward you whenever he needs a pick-me-up, cherishing the moments you spend laughing together.

Ringo's affection is evident in small gestures he makes, bringing you a fresh cup of tea without being asked or leaving a silly doodle on your desk just to make you smile. He'll suggest you grab a bite to eat together after a long day in the studio, relishing the opportunity to see you in a more relaxed setting.

Despite his easygoing nature, there's a vulnerability in his eyes whenever he looks at you, a longing that he struggles to conceal. He starts to realize that he feels happiest when you're around and he can't help but hope that maybe, just maybe, you feel the same way about him.

How they act when they're in love, but haven't confessed yet

(here is the second request fill for the previous anon !! sorry to keep you waiting ✨️ I hope this is what you had in mind!)

John

John is openly affectionate and flirtatious with you and will do anything he can to get your attention

he's also the embodiment of the "if he pulls your hair, that means he likes you" trope

he'll engage in playful teasing and banter with you, trying his best to get under your skin

in conversation, he'll make subtle references to shared interests or inside jokes, showing that he pays close attention to your preferences

John often slips you silly handwritten notes or doodles to make you giggle and blush

he invites you to rehearsals and recording sessions in an attempt to impress you with his songwriting prowess and musical talent

he'll send you handwritten letters or postcards when on he's tour to let you know he's thinking of you, showing a bit of his softer side

Paul

Paul is more traditional in his approach, doing things like writing anonymous love letters and complimenting your style of dress

he initiates subtle gentlemanly displays, like holding the door open for you or offering to share his umbrella on a rainy day

when you're near he'll find reasons to touch you casually, brushing against your arm or offering a reassuring pat on the back

even from across the room, he's always gazing longingly at you or shooting winks in your direction

Paul makes an effort to remember small details about your life like your coffee order or the names of your pets

he'll even dedicate songs to you during live performances, using the stage as a platform to subtly declare his affection

George

George prefers a subtler approach rather than grand gestures and is somewhat shy about showing his affection

however, this doesn't mean he's any less in love with you

he'll share meaningful glances and smiles with you from across the room, conveying his affection and admiration in a subtle yet powerful way

when he's feeling bold he'll find excuses to be near you, positioning himself strategically to create more opportunities for chatting

George always shares new books and music with you when he discovers something he thinks you might like

he'll ask about your interests to find common ground and reasons to spark up a conversation

he plays you demos or rough cuts of new songs he's working on, showing you that he values your opinions and seeking your approval in a display of trust and vulnerability

Ringo

Ringo is a bit more shy than the other lads when it comes to his crush

he'll joke around and be playful with you, willing to do anything to make you smile

he'll try his best to act naturally and be himself, wanting you to feel comfortable around him

he always finds reasons to spend time with you (like inviting you to see shows with him), seeking out opportunities for one-on-one interaction

Ringo often gifts you small tokens of appreciation like snacks or trinkets as a subtle way of expressing his feelings

he favors physical displays of love, afraid he will trip over his words or become tongue-tied if he tries to express his feelings through language

he'll mirror your body language and gestures, subconsciously displaying his affinity for and connection with you

he always notices subtle changes in your mood or behavior, demonstrating his devotion and offering support and comfort when you need it most

How they help you through mental health struggles

(this is one of two prompts suggested by a particular anon 💞 keep an eye out for your other request soon!! hope you all enjoy this read)

John

John starts the days by ringing your house/flat to see how you're doing and to hear your voice

he'll try his damndest to talk you through panic attacks or depressive episodes, drawing from his personal experiences with inner turmoil

he'd be the type to research more alternative and obscure forms of treatment, such as primal therapy or hypnotherapy

he's willing to accompany you to these sessions if you'd like, overcoming his defensive and guarded ways in an effort to support you

helping you through your struggles opens his mind to seeking therapy and practicing healthy habits in his own life

he often invites you out for walks to get some vitamin D or over to his place in the evenings to listen to music together

even on days when he's entrenched in his own troubles John still finds the time to do small things to show his love for you, like fixing you tea just the way you like it or grabbing you a treat from the corner store

Paul

Paul feels an intense need to do whatever he can to "fix" the way you're feeling

it's just the way his mind works when a situation is out of his control

because of this he's more hands-on in his support, offering to help you with daily tasks like grocery shopping, washing up, or picking up medications

he helps you to stay organized and prioritize tasks to keep you from feeling overwhelmed

he'll walk you through more mentally draining responsibilities such as cleaning/rearranging your living space or budgeting

Paul just wants to take care of everything for his beloved partner

he will gently encourage you to engage in whichever form of therapy you feel most drawn to

you find that he shows his support in other small but thoughtful gestures, like surprising you with your favorite meal or a brand new plush

George

George shows his support by creating a sacred space in his home for you, dedicated to relaxation and recharging following social events or particularly rough days

he furnishes this room with comfy cushions and dimming drapes, always burning incense and playing calming music to soothe you

he tries to gently guide you towards mindfulness practices and encourages you to find solace in nature

he's inclined to suggest pursuing alternative therapies such as reiki and aromatherapy (especially if you don't resonate with traditional talk therapy), favoring holistic approaches to healing the mind, body, and spirit

George will begin a collaborative journal where you can both write out your thoughts and feelings, creating a sense of connection and shared experience

he also buys you a small potted plant/flower as a gift and physical representation of your progress and personal growth

he invites you to join him for stargazing sessions in the evenings, laying out an intricately patterned blanket in the backyard so you can admire the night sky together

Ringo

Ringo transforms his home into a haven for you, removing any potential stressors/triggers and creating a calm and comfortable atmosphere for you to unwind in

he'll play fun board games, dance with you, and invite you to try out new hobbies with him as a way to foster connection in your day-to-day interactions

occasionally, he will plan low-pressure social activities to help reduce feelings of isolation

Ringo would help you research treatment options and create a support network so you never feel alone in your struggles

he'll work with you to set achievable goals and celebrate every one of your accomplishments, no matter how small they may seem to you

he allows you open access to his drum set so you can release any anger or anxiety you may be harboring in a healthy and engaging way

he wants to be your rock and act as a pillar of love and encouragement in your life

he's curated a comfort box for you, filled with things to bring you joy and ground you such as photos, fragrances, plushes, and calming sensory items

How they'd comfort you after you've been betrayed by your friends

(requested by anon, who's recently experienced something that would be difficult for anyone to cope with 💘 I hope I'm able to provide you with some comfort during this rough time 💕)

John

when you share this news with John, he reacts with a mix of empathy and righteous indignation

he is gutted for you and vengeful, channeling his protective instincts and offering to confront the betrayers on your behalf

he recommends some of the outlets he uses to handle his anger (most of them aren't exactly healthy, but he means well)

he suggests writing a song together as a form of catharsis, spouting silly lyrics full of jabs at your "friends"

John would plan a date and take you out to the pictures to see a nice feel-good film

he records your favorite songs and some affirmations (as well as a few silly jokes) on cassette for you to listen to on particularly rough days

You know what? Screw 'em. You're too good for that kind of nonsense. You're a gem and anyone who can't see that doesn't deserve a spot in your life. It's their loss - not yours. Those so-called mates don't know what they're missing. And if you need me to kick some arse on your behalf, just say the word.

Paul

when you explain what's happened, Paul invites you to vent your frustrations over a few drinks or a cuppa

he adopts a gentle and reassuring tone, validating your emotions and reminding you of your strengths

he reassures you that what happened isn't your fault and that you've done nothing wrong

Paul would offer to arrange a small gathering or cozy night in with some friends and the other lads, complete with homemade food and lighthearted conversation

You invested a lot of trust and time in those relationships and you don't deserve to be hurt in such a way. It's beyond me how people can be so cruel, especially to someone as wonderful as you.True love, true friendship, they're built on a foundation of honesty and respect. Chin up, my dear. You're a beautiful soul with so much to offer. They're missing out on something truly special.

George

after you divulge what you've just been through, George shows you to a secluded spot - one where he often meditates - so you can vent in the privacy of nature and without feeling judged

has to tamp down his own frustration on your behalf - he knows people can be pretty unreliable, and he wants to guide you towards growth instead of resentment

he offers a reflective and philosophical perspective, telling you to have patience with yourself and set boundaries that honor your worth

he reminds you that sometimes these painful experiences can serve as catalysts for profound growth and self-discovery, and that karma has a way of taking care of things

George suggests exploring creative outlets and introduces you to some literature that will foster healing and help you take on a different perspective

Betrayal cuts deep, but it also reveals the true nature of those around us. You're not defined by the actions of others. The right people will be drawn to your radiance, and you're better off without that drama in your life. Trust that the universe has a way of aligning things in your favor and know that you're worthy of nothing less than genuine, unconditional love.

Ringo

as you vent your frustrations to Ringo, he offers a listening ear and shoulder to lean on without judgement

he provides constant reassurance and reminders of your worth and strength, making sure you know that the behavior of your "friends" says a lot more about them than it does about you

he tells you to focus on the present moment and emphasizes the importance relationship of self-care when it comes to healing

he'll lend his help with practical support such as running errands and helping with daily tasks, allowing you space to recover and take time for yourself

Ringo would suggest a spontaneous day trip or adventure to lift your spirits and create new memories

I know you've had a bit of a rough go lately, but you've got me to lean on. And I'm here to listen, to comfort, to support you in any way I can. You're strong, you're resilient, and you've got a whole lot of love to give. Rise above it - keep shining your light. Life's too short to give those pricks any more of your time. You're a treasure, love, and don't you forget it.

How they'd comfort an S/O who rarely cries, but finally breaks down

(requested by anon!! enjoy, lovies 💕)

John

John, ever perceptive, notices the subtle shift in your behavior over time

when you finally break, he sees your uncharacteristic tears and is taken aback but quickly shifts into a supportive role

he'd quickly spring into action, kneeling beside you and placing a comforting arm around your shoulders

Hey, it's alright. You don't have to hold it in anymore

he would share snippets of his own struggles, his vulnerability creating a safe space for you to open up with

John listens attentively as you vent, keen to understand the weight behind the tears that had been held back for so long

he would offer not just a listening ear, but also a depth of insight and perhaps a touch of humor to ease the moment

It takes strength to let your guard down. I'm proud of you, love he tells you, giving your hand a reassuring squeeze

Paul

Paul, having a keen perception for emotions, senses your emotional turmoil long before you break down

his nurturing instincts would kick in immediately, approaching you with open arms and a gentle smile

Come here, love he beckons and you comply as he envelops you in a warm and tender embrace

Shh. There, there. It's perfectly alright to cry, you know he assures

What's got you feeling this way, darling?

Paul listens patiently as you pour your heart out, nodding in understanding and wiping the tears from your cheeks

he presses soft kisses to your forehead, assuring you that brighter days are ahead

George

George, noticing your rare moment of vulnerability, is surprised at first

he's so accustomed to you being reserved with your emotions

he would approach you carefully, sitting beside you in silent solidarity and allowing you the space to express yourself in your own time

though he may not offer much verbal comfort in the beginning, his presence would exude empathy and serenity

George gently reaches out to give a delicate touch to your arm

I'm here when you're ready to talk he reassures you, his voice steady and calming

You don't have to be strong all of the time, y'know. You're allowed to feel whatever it is you're feeling

when you finally speak, George would listen with unwavering attention, offering words of solace and wisdom born from experience

he holds your hand tightly in his as you bare your soul to him, providing a steady anchor in your overwhelming sea of emotion

Ringo

observing your rare moment of emotional vulnerability, Ringo's concern would be palpable

he'd approach you with empathy and compassion, speaking gently to you

Hey, what's brought this on, love?

his unwavering attention is on you as you begin to rant to him, your body wracked with sobs

he'd hand you tissues and trace soothing shapes on your back as you try your best to steady your breathing, offering a safe haven in his presence

with a sprinkle of humor he'd lighten the mood, easing the tension and providing reprieve from your sorrows as he reminds you that tears are a part of being human

Ringo's genuine kindness and down-to-earth nature would envelop you in a blanket of warmth and acceptance, allowing you to see how truly cherished you are

Beatles X Model!Reader Headcanons

(this prompt was requested by the lovely @sugaredlavenderhearts 💕 hope you all enjoy this one!!)

John

John is incredibly (and perhaps a bit overly) protective of you, always reviewing gigs before you take them on to be sure they aren't exploitative or suspicious in any way

he basically acts as a second agent/manager

your career as a model tends to bring out the jealous and possessive aspects of John's personality

despite this, he really enjoys exploring different aesthetics and getting to play around with art and photography with you

he appreciates your artistic side and loves to collaborate with you on creative projects and experimental photoshoots, adding some excitement to your portfolio

you two mesh very well, your modeling skills blending seamlessly with John's own artistic vision

he also won't pass up the chance to brag about your looks and talent in conversation with the other lads

Paul

Paul takes a genuine interest in your career, offering encouragement every step of the way

he attends every show and photoshoot to show his support - and to see his gorgeous partner in action, of course

he'll often coordinate his outfits to match yours when the two of you go out on dates or to events

he loves nothing more than to show you off and wants everyone to see the two of you together

he can't help but shower you with compliments whenever possible

you're 100% Paul's creative muse and artistic inspiration

he's written countless love songs inspired by your elegance and beauty, expressing his admiration for you through his music

George

George deeply admires your ability to express yourself through fashion

he respects your dedication to your craft and you provide him with a deeper understanding of the art form

he loves to offer his perspective and insight on different shoots and projects you take part in, not afraid to speak up when he feels strongly about a creative decision or idea

during interviews, he often shifts the focus of the conversation to you and your accomplishments, beaming with pride as he speaks about you

he promotes you whenever he gets the chance, using his influence to propel you further into the limelight

Ringo

Ringo would be your biggest cheerleader, attending every show and shoot you book

he enjoys acting as your companion at events, reveling in the excitement and glamor of the industry

he likes to joke around with you between takes, using his humor to get you to lighten up and to dispel any nerves that may get to you

he's fascinated by your experiences in the fast-paced world of fashion, listening attentively to every story you share with him

when you're alone together, Ringo loves to take his own headshots of you, making silly faces behind the camera to get more genuine smiles and capture some candid shots of his gorgeous partner

How they'd react to an ordinary reader/reader who doesn't know them

(big thanks to anon for this request!! I tried my very best 💕 I hope this is what you were looking for ✨️ enjoy!)

John

John would be incredulous at first, wondering how on Earth you didn't realize who he is

it would take him a moment to recover from that blow to his ego

once he does, however, he realizes he's stumbled upon a golden opportunity to mess with you

he'd regale you with elaborate and nonsensical tales of his past - so outlandish, not even a child would believe a word he'd said

you'd be skeptical but play along, asking questions and feigning great curiosity about his (clearly made-up) backstory

John would come to admire your individuality and respect your rare ability to stay true to yourself

he'd enjoy challenging your thoughts and ideas, dropping by often to spark witty debates and intellectual discussions with you over a cuppa

Paul

Paul is surprisingly endeared to your ignorance of his fame, finding you charmingly aloof

he approaches you with curiosity and warmth, eager to learn more about your interests and passions

he finds he is able to relax a bit, no longer having to bear the weight of pressure fans' expectations place on him

he'd share with you stories from his own life, careful not to divulge anything too wild in his pursuit to find common ground

Paul quickly grows to appreciate your creativity and unique perspective

he often invites you to come down to the studio with him and be a test audience for new melodies/song ideas

sometimes he'll request songwriting critiques from you just so he can hear your voice as you speak your mind freely to him, gazing at you with a dreamy look in his eyes

George

upon realizing that you don't seem to recognize him, George breathes out a sigh of relief

to him, you're a breath of fresh air amidst the deafening crowds and bustling mobs of fans and press alike

he really resonates with your introspective nature and individuality, respecting your withdrawn lifestyle

over time, he begins to open up around you and abandon his shyness a bit

you're privy to a more talkative side of George, a rare sight and a far cry from his usual quiet and reserved demeanor

he takes great interest in your passions, asking questions to gain a better understanding of the inner workings of your mind

he listens to every song and reads every book to recommend to him, always one to broaden his horizons and look at things from a new perspective

Ringo

Ringo first approaches you with his trademark warmth and humor, radiating confidence and passion

eventually making the connection that you don't seem to recognize him, he feels himself growing shy

usually, his career is his go-to talking point

regardless, he does his best to entertain you by sharing anecdotes from his colorful life

though you suspect some exaggeration, you find yourself charmed by the man's embellished stories and are happy to lend an ear

Ringo would come to enjoy your refreshing take on life and want to accompany you everywhere, no matter the occasion

the two of you share many new experiences and adventures together, discovering more about yourselves and one another

How they'd comfort you after a SH episode

(thank you to anon for this request!! I know this is a sensitive subject for many so I understand the decision to skip this one ❣️ those who choose to read on, I hope you enjoy!)

⚠️⚠️⚠️ TW: SELF-HARM ⚠️⚠️⚠️

John

John is immediately panicked and uneasy at the sight of you this way

he's seen his fair share of blood, but never that of someone he loves so dearly

for once he's at a loss, no longer his usual smooth and confident self

he stumbles over his words and mumbles reassurances under his breath, hoping to provide you some sense of comfort while he gets his thoughts in order

he knows this isn't something he can joke his way around

John cleans and bandages you up, having done the same for himself countless times following the frequent fights of his youth

he gives you one of his T-shirts to borrow and settles onto the bed next to you

he shares his own thoughts and struggles with you, wanting you to feel less alone

John doesn't have much to offer in the way of coping strategies or outlets, as he isn't exactly the best at managing his own emotions

instead he rubs your back and shushes you, rambling and sharing mindless stories to take your mind off of things until you're able to drift off to sleep

Paul

Paul's doe eyes fill with tears at the sight of your fresh wounds, threatening to spill over before he takes a deep breath to calm his nerves

he mentally scolds himself, knowing he has to hold it together so as not to upset his beloved any further

he takes a gentle and nurturing approach the delicate situation at hand, slowly stepping closer to you and placing a comforting hand on your shoulder

Paul offers endless words of reassurance, telling you how beautiful you are and reminding you that you're the light of his life and the strongest person he knows

he helps you clean up if you allow him, gingerly patting your skin with a dampened cloth

he places gentle kisses on your forehead and strokes your hair, using his thumbs to wipe away your tears as he finally lets his own slip down his ruddy cheeks

when you're clean and settled into bed, Paul picks up his guitar and begins to strum

he plays you a soothing melody, hoping the soft chords and lilt of his voice will lull you to sleep so you can rest and recover

George

George approaches the situation with a calm but serious demeanor

he is deeply concerned for you, but understands your pain and doesn't want to push you to open up to him before you're ready

he soaks a washcloth in cool water and dabs it on your skin to clean you up

he'll fetch you a clean set of clothing to make sure you're comfortable and cared for

though he doesn't want to pry, a quiet voice in his head urges him to help you work through your overwhelming emotions

the man of few words suddenly finds much to say, offering wisdom from his own spiritual practices and beliefs

he emphasizes the importance of finding inner peace and grounding yourself before granting you some time to process his words

when you're ready, George walks you through a guided meditation and some mindful breathing techniques, hoping to bring you some peace of mind

Ringo

Ringo is devastated and doesn't quite understand the situation or what may have led you to do this

he wonders how the one he adores so much could ever want to cause such harm to themselves

he offers to do or bring you anything you need, desperate to remedy the situation

he rifles through the bathroom cabinet for bandages, finally coming across a small metal tin

Ringo rushes over to kneel by your side and begins to place the adhesive bandages over your wounds

being the supportive partner he is, he's so blinded by his dedication to caring for you that he doesn't seem to notice the bandages are far too small

when he gets to the fifth one you fail to stifle a laugh, amused by his determination to make them fit

his face lights up when he hears you laugh - the most melodic sound he could ever imagine

he tries to cheer you up with his usual nonsensical Ringo-isms, lightening your mood and easing your worries with talk of silly fantasies and reminders of your happiest memories together

How they'd react to you fainting

(thank you anon for this request !! it was fun to imagine how each of our boys would react in this situation 💕 I hope you all enjoy)

John

at first, John is convinced you're pulling a joke on him

he'd smirk and snicker, saying something along the lines of "If you wanted my attention you could've just asked, y'know"

when he fails to get a response from you, he'd kneel down and lightly tap your cheeks in an attempt to get you to snap out of it

"Hello...? Anyone home?"

however, when you don't immediately come to, his demeanor would shift to that of concern

John would become incredibly anxious and pace back and forth, muttering curses under his breath

"Oh, shit... Christ... don't go dyin' on me now"

he'd place his hands on your shoulders and give you a gentle but panicked shake

when he sees your eyes begin to flutter open, he sighs in relief

John would stand up and clear his throat, trying his best to regain his composure and tough exterior

he'd slip back into his usual playful banter, jokingly blaming his own charm for causing you to faint

however, you can hear the concern hidden behind his teasing as his voice wavers ever-so-slightly

you laugh weakly, reassuring him that it just happens sometimes and telling him you'll be okay

regardless, he would be extra clingy for the rest of the day, remaining vigilant to make sure you really are all right

Paul

upon seeing you begin to faint, Paul is caught completely off-guard

he'd let out a shocked gasp (or perhaps a bit of a girlish shriek) and try his best to catch you

he'd react quickly but calmly, cradling you in his arms and calling your name to try and bring you back to consciousness

"Y/N? Are you there, love? I'm right here"

he'd reassure you, stroking your hair and fanning your face gently in an attempt to wake you

he would maintain his composure for your sake, but on the inside he's deeply concerned to see you like this

Paul would make sure you're comfortable, humming softly to soothe you until you came to

you'd open your eyes to the sight of him hovering over you, his expression softening as he realizes you've finally awoken

"Easy now, darling- no need to faint on my account" he'd jest, trying to lighten the mood

he'd fret over you for the rest of the day, offering you everything you could possibly need and treating you even more like royalty than he already does

George

George would be a bit more composed in his reaction, but his concern would be just as strong

he would kneel beside you, checking your pulse and making sure your breathing is steady

he would display a sense of urgency, assessing the situation to the best of his ability

when he's certain you're stable, he would fetch you a cool cloth and place it on your forehead

he would call your name gently, trying his best to create a peaceful atmosphere to cause you as little undue stress as possible

he'd place a steady hand on your shoulder to provide a sense of safety and security for you, even subconsciously

when you finally wake up, George smiles softly down at you

"Good morning, sunshine. I brought you a little something"

he'd hold up a glass of water, which you'd gladly take as you sat upright, leaning against George while he rubbed gentle circles into your back

Ringo

when he sees you start to become lightheaded, Ringo is already visibly shaken

his intuition immediately kicks into overdrive

he'd place his hands on your shoulders and steady you as much as he can, gently laying you down on the couch when you've finally lost consciousness

he would hover around you nervously at first, unsure of what to do

with trembling hands, he'd check your vitals to make sure he doesn't need to call for immediate medical attention

once he's sure you'll be alright, Ringo would hold your face in his calloused hands, caressing your cheeks with his thumbs

he'd lean down and pepper your face with gentle kisses, hoping the sensation will bring you back to wakefulness

when he hears you giggle from the ticklish feeling, he'd let out an immediate and heavy sigh of relief

he would pull back and look down at you with a comforting smile

"Oh, thank goodness you're alright. What would I ever do without you?" he says lightheartedly, but you hear the sincerity in his voice

you reach your arms up and wrap them around his neck, pulling him in for a long, appreciative kiss

Teddy Boy!John Lennon X Modern!Reader - Smoke & Serendipity 🚬

(based on an anonymous request for a tb!john x modern!reader oneshot where the reader has accidentally traveled back in time !! hope you all enjoy 💕)

Confusion clouds your mind as you blink, trying to make sense of your surroundings. It takes a moment for the realization to sink in: you had somehow traveled back in time.

Suddenly and inexplicably, you find yourself standing atop the cobbled streets of 1950s Liverpool, amidst the buzzing energy of rock 'n' roll and the birth of a cultural revolution.

As you stumble through the unfamiliar streets, your heart races with apprehension. How had this happened? And more importantly, how are you going to get back to your own time?

You begin to notice the judgmental sneers and bewildered stares you were receiving from passers by, many of them clad in tailored suits and long, pleated skirts.

You glance down at your own attire.

Yeah, this isn't going to cut it, you think to yourself. I'd better get out of sight before I draw any more unwanted attention.

You wander a bit further, searching for a suitable place to lay low while you figure out how you're going to get out of this mess, when your eyes land on a hazy, dimly-lit alleyway.

Perfect.

You make a bee-line for the alley's entranceway, desperate to duck into the secluded spot. Before you can slip away into the cover of shadow, a bruised and bloodied teenaged boy storms out of the alley and past you, muttering curses under his breath.

What the hell...

You freeze for a moment, startled by the strange sight. You shake your head side-to-side, regaining focus on the task at hand as you cautiously round the corner.

Before you stood a tall, thin young man wearing a too-big leather jacket and scuffed boots, hair once slicked back but now disheveled from his skirmish with the other adolescent. He held a cigarette between two fingers of his bloody-knuckled right hand, taking drags on occasion as he kicked at the gravel beneath his feet.

Curiosity propelled you to approach the stranger, though nerves threatened to paralyze your steps. You gingerly step closer, finally catching the eye of the mysterious young man.

He is visibly taken aback at the sight of your unconventional attire, eyeing you up and down with an incredulous expression on his face. You're beginning to regret your decision when he lets out a low whistle and opens his mouth to speak:

"I've seen some outlandish outfits in me time but yours takes the cake, love," he teases with a snicker, curls of cigarette smoke framing his smug face.

You're shocked and somewhat offended by the gall of the stranger. You cross your arms over your chest defensively, but decide to keep the interaction playful- this is clearly not the kind of guy you want to provoke.

"Hey, don't knock it 'til you try it. Maybe I'll start a new fashion trend around here," you retort. The man quirks an eyebrow, intrigued by your quick wit and unfamiliar accent. Before he has time for another snide remark, you continue.

"Besides, you're one to talk. What's with the bloody knuckles, uh..."

"John," he interrupts you, chuckling softly. He rubs the back of his neck sheepishly as you make the observation, slightly ashamed but determined not to let his tough exterior slip.

"Ah, just a little scuffle. Nothing I couldn't handle- you know how it is."

You think back to the beat-up young man you spotted earlier, putting the pieces together.

"Do you... do you often find yourself in situations like this?"

John's gaze softens, a hint of melancholy in his eyes.

"More often than I'd like, but it comes with the territory I suppose. Life's rough around the edges, especially for a lad like me." He gives a hollow chuckle.

The urge to pry further tugs at you, but you choose to ignore it. Before you can formulate a response, he regains his confidence and speaks up again.

"Why do you ask? Just curious, or-" he takes a step towards you, "Perhaps you fancy a bad boy, hm?"

You're stunned by John's boldness, beginning to blush as you look up into his half-lidded eyes. At such a distance, you quickly take note of how handsome the young man really is, in a rough-and-tumble sort of way.

"I wouldn't say that, but... is it a crime to be curious about a rugged stranger?"

John shakes his head, amused, and puffs on his cigarette before speaking.

"Well, if you really do want to know more... me band's got a gig tonight down at the Cavern Club. How's about you make an appearance?" he suggests with a smirk.

You narrow your eyes cautiously, wary of his intentions at first, but beyond his bravado you can tell that he's being sincere. You mull the idea over in your mind, finally deciding that your trip back home can wait.

"Perhaps I'll see you there. Unless of course some other charming young man comes to sweep me off my feet in the meanwhile," you tease. "Someone a little less... greasy."

You reach a hand up to ruffle his hair- as much as you can, anyway, with what's left of his hair gel stiffening his locks. John gives you a playful shove and rolls his eyes.

"With that dreadful getup? Fat chance."

He saunters past you as you stammer, furrowing your eyebrows at him in distaste.

"Hey! I... it's... well-"

"I think what you meant to say was, catch you later, handsome."

He winks and struts off down the street, leaving you a flustered mess.

Now I really need to hit the shops.

Hello! Can you please make a oneshot / headcanon about teddyboy! John lennon (or all members, if it's headcanon) with modern!reader who has accidentally timetraveled to their time?

Hello!

of course i can !! that is such a fantastic concept, I can't wait to explore that idea 🌟

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