You Alive?

the PMDD fic was so great! i love it so much, im going to be coming back to it a lot <333 love it much and i do think George would just be here, a listening ear and also make / help appointments haha he would just be a giant pillow to hug and give warmth... i also think he would try to get into meditation to reduce the stress and keep in control of the emotions....

i really loved it and i'm going to keep the last line in heart <3

oh I'm so so sooo delighted to hear that you enjoyed it!!! that's exactly how I imagine geo would be, just a pillar of support and your rock 🥹🫶 please do take that last line to heart, as it came directly from mine 💗

this is kind of weird but could you do something about the beatles being ticklish

sure I can :) would you want headcanons for all four boys or something else?

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

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

Can I request something sweet and sexy with Ringo? ❤️💞💫

Of course you can! :) 🌟

Just a few questions before I start writing, if that's cool:

Are you okay with a blurb/short one shot?

Do you want this to be actual smut or just implied nsfw?

What gender would you want the reader to be?

Is there anything else you'd like me to include?

Feel free to message me with your responses (or comment on this post if you'd prefer)! 💞

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.

Awww! You do requests ? Can I get how the boys would calm down a very stressed reader?

Of course!! thank you for the request :) I'll get right on it 💕

that trans headcanon you did was 1000/10 I loved it!! It made me just super soft and I felt really validated!! keep up the good work!!

Woww thank you so much for the kind words !! 🥺 I am so glad and relieved that you enjoyed it :) You are valid, love! 💘💗💞

How The Beatles Sleep

john:

although john would NEVER want anyone to know, he’s a huge cuddle bug. he can’t sleep unless he’s touching you in some way, and wakes up constantly to readjust and to pull you back into him. when he gets into bed, the first thing he does is open his arms for you to climb into, his hand reaching up to stroke your hair as he lets out a small, content sigh. cuddling is the only thing he’s tight lipped about.

paul:

once paul is asleep, he stays asleep, so escaping his arms is an ordeal. once they’re wrapped around you, he won’t let you go until he wakes up in the morning, so you better find a comfortable spot you can sleep in for hours. he likes spooning the best, head buried into the crook of your neck as you both drift off into a peaceful slumber.

george:

george is versatile, so your cuddling position depends on his mood. some nights he doesn’t want to be touched, some he wants to be spooned, he wants to be the big spoon, he wants your head on his chest, etc. he’ll wake up occasionally throughout the night, but does his best not to disturb you when he does. you usually won’t wake up in the same position you fell asleep in.

ringo:

ringo likes to be held- it makes him feel safe. he won’t admit it (not even to you) but his favorite time, and the times he sleeps the best, is when you hold him. but, most of the time, hes content with letting you decide if you cuddle or not, and how you cuddle. he’s a pretty light sleeper, even tossing and turning wakes him, but he never tells you because he doesn’t want you to feel guilty.

Polybugs with a virgin reader☆?

YESSSSSSSSS !!!! headcanons or one shot? 👀