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Hello! I just wanted to ask if I got request some headcannons for all of the beatles please? So like your friends with their younger selves? Like kids? Only if you wanna<3 BTW LOVE YOUR WRITING BYEE:))))

sure I can!! what a fun prompt :)) I can certainly write some headcanons of kid!Beatles as friends with a kid!reader :)

(ALSO THANK YOU BYEE:))))

George letting Dhani help him in the studio so Dhani gets a day off to help.

Sorry, requests are still closed right now!! 💜

hello🌻🌻🌻

could you please do headcanon about the beatles x reader who had self h episode? i just need some comfort🥲

hello, love!!

of course I can!! I hope I'm able to provide you with some comfort ✨️ don't be afraid to reach out if you need someone to lend an ear !!

are you still taking requests? poly!beatles x reader where reader comes from a conservative household who believes in traditional marriage? can be headcannon or oneshot :)

absolutely! coming right up ✨️

Ringo X Fem!Reader- "Shower Head"

(thank you to @marmaladeskies67 for requesting this! they wanted a sweet + smutty Ringo fic, possibly something in the shower ;) it ended up far longer than I originally intended- hope you enjoy nonetheless! 💕)

⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️!!!VERY NSFW!!!⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️

DISCLAIMERS:

this is my first full smut fic, so please be kind! :)

the words "c!nt" and "c!ck" are used quite a few times- if this makes you uncomfortable, I would advise you not to read any further

(this fic starts where my last imagine left off, except in this scenario you're getting ready to shower instead of bathe)

You grin smugly at him and reply: "How about now?"

Ringo suddenly regains his confidence and smirks- he steps back into the room and closes the door, locking it behind him. "In that case..." he says, unbuttoning his shirt: "I'll join you." He looks into your eyes as he unfastens each button one by one and shrugs his shirt off, tossing it onto the bathroom counter. Ringo steps closer to you and places a hand on either side of your face, leaning down and pressing his lips to yours in a heated, passionate kiss. You're both out of breath by the time Ringo pulls away; his cheeks are flushed pink, his full lips are parted and his eyes are half-lidded, gazing longingly at you.

When Ringo steps back you take the opportunity to drop your towel, letting it slide down the hills and valleys of your body and fall to the floor as you maintain eye contact with him. His azure eyes widen and he looks you up and down slowly. Ringo stares at you in awe, mouth slightly agape as he takes his time to admire your physique. "You are... absolutely stunning, Y/N. I'm so damn lucky to have you," he tells you breathlessly, then grabs you by the waist and pulls you in for yet another snog. You don't think you'll ever get enough of the feeling- his plush lips against yours, the taste of him, the sensuality of his movements... it's heaven on Earth. Ringo licks your bottom lip softly and you part your lips for him. Your tongues dance with one another- not fighting for dominance, but tangling together in perfect harmony. When he steps back once more, there's a string of saliva connecting your lips; Ringo gently wipes it away with the back of his hand.

His eyes find yours, a sort of hunger behind them as he runs his hand down his chest, over his stomach, past his 'happy trail,' and to his belt buckle. He unfastens the belt and pulls it through each loop painfully slowly before unbuttoning his pants and zipping down his fly. Ringo pulls his jeans down, steps out of them, and tosses them aside: "How about you get rid of my boxers for me, darling?" Ringo asks, his voice husky and dripping with seduction.

You nod and kneel obediently, taking one side of the waistband in your teeth and hooking your index finger into the other. As you pull Ringo's boxers down his erection springs free and nearly slaps your cheek. You gaze eagerly at it- thick and hard and veiny, and practically begging for your touch- and wrap your hand around the base. Ringo shivers at your touch and you give the head a kitten lick, earning a groan from the man. As you take his length into your mouth he leans his head back, the heat and wetness overwhelming his nerves. Ringo's hands tangle themselves in your hair and you bob your head back and forth, pleasuring him at a leisurely pace. Not even a full minute passes before he speaks up: "C-Careful, love," he gasps out between moans, "'M close... but I wanna- mmh- finish in yer cunt."

Ringo slides out of your mouth and you stand up, pulling the shower curtain aside. Your boyfriend steps out of his boxers and follows you into the shower; to the surprise of you both the water still runs hot, cascading down your bodies as he positions himself behind you. Ringo presses himself flush against you and you can feel his erection poking your backside. "I think it's your turn now, sweetheart," he growls in your ear, sending waves of arousal rippling throughout your body. You feel how rough and calloused his fingertips are as he slides his hands over and down the soft skin of your stomach. You spread your thighs wider and Ringo slips a hand between your legs.

You feel two thick fingers stroke your lips, and you whine as Ringo circles your clit teasingly. He chuckles softly: "So needy already?" he asks, and you can hear the smirk in his voice. Despite knowing that his question was rhetorical, you respond with a nod: "Only for you, Ritchie~" "Good girl," he purrs and slips a finger into you, pumping it slowly in and out. You whimper and moan Ringo's name, arching your back against him and letting your head lull back onto his shoulder. His pace quickens and he slides another bulky digit inside of you, his thumb reaching up to play with your clit. "Ahh- Fuck, Ritchie," you cry out as Ringo pleasures you with his adept fingers. "That's it, love- just relax," he says, his fingers fucking you faster as his thumb circles your swollen clit. You whine once more and clench around his fingers, your nerves going crazy from the stimulation- you're unable to keep your knees from buckling, and you fall back into Ringo's strong arms as he holds you up. He keeps a steady rhythm (being a drummer, he's exceptionally good at doing so) as you gasp for air, soft moans escaping your lips and sending warm blood rushing to Ringo's hard cock. "F-Fuck," you pant, "I'm close." "It's okay darling, let go- cum for me," his husky voice edges you on and suddenly you're electric- the feeling of his fingers stroking you inside and out is so much, too much, and you're pushed to your climax. You cry out Ringo's name as your body shakes and quivers, your toes curling and your legs now giving out completely as he holds you upright.

When you can finally stand on your own again (albeit still trembling), Ringo slides his fingers out of you and brings them to his lips, sucking on them and savoring what the water hasn't managed to rinse off. "You taste so good, baby" he hums; "Seems like we've got more than enough lube now, eh?" he chuckles as you catch your breath. You turn around to face Ringo and the two of you share a sloppy, desperate open-mouthed kiss.

"I want you, Ritchie," you tell him, your voice low and lustful. "Oh, yeah?" he lifts you up and pins you against the tiled shower wall. "Your arse in that pretty little skirt's kept me 'ard all day, sweetheart," he growls beside your ear. Ringo trails soft kisses along your neck and collarbone, leaving occasional love bites on your sensitive skin. You buck your hips into him and whine: "Ritchie, quit teasing!" "All right, all right," he chuckles at your frustration; "So eager for me." "Just for you," you purr. "Is that so?" he gives you a cheeky grin and lines himself up with your entrance, rubbing the head of his cock against your slick cunt. "Uh-huh," you nod enthusiastically, breasts bouncing with each vigorous movement. Ringo looks into your eyes, his own glazed over with lust and want and need for you: "Are you ready, love?" he asks tenderly. "Yes, Ritchie, please," you plead, and with your permission he slides his length into you, stilling when he's buried himself all the way into your cunt.

You whimper at the feeling of being stretched and filled by Ringo and you tighten your hold on his shoulders, gripping them until your knuckles turn ghost-white. He pulls back until just his tip is inside of you, stalling for only a moment before slamming back into you and repeating the motion. Ringo fucks you at an excruciatingly slow pace, speeding up only when you begin to grind against him, begging for some more friction. Ringo groans as he quickens his pace, the filthy sound of wet skin slapping against wet skin echoing throughout the small room. "Fuck, Y/N.. you're so tight and hot, and- mmh- so wet for me," Ringo growls into your ear as your moans grow louder by the second. "Mm.. ahh.. Ritchie!" you whine as he drills you into the shower wall, the feeling of his cock filling you up so satisfying that you're nearing another orgasm already. Ringo grunts and moans, his thrusts becoming erratic as he approaches his climax. "Mmh, Y/N, I'm so close.." Ringo reaches a hand between your legs and rubs sloppy circles on your sensitive clit. You gasp his name and buck your hips instinctively. "Ahh- fuck, Y/N, I'm gonna cum," Ringo buries himself deep in you and cries out your name as he spills his load inside of you. The warmth of his cum and the stimulation of his fingers teasing you pushes you over the edge and you follow close behind him, moaning Ringo's name as you reach your high once more. He thrusts lazily into you as you ride out your second orgasm.

You collapse against Ringo's chest and he holds you as you heave, exasperated, your combined sweat rinsed off and washed away by the flowing water- which runs cold now, but you two are more than warm enough. When you've summoned up enough strength to stand, Ringo sets you down and gazes breathlessly into your eyes. "That was so.. fucking... good," he pants out. "I love you, Y/N." You look up at him with tired eyes, a satisfied grin on your face: "I love you too, Ritchie." He pulls you close and holds you in a sweet embrace, the water cascading down over your bodies as you relish each other's presence. You stay like that for what seems like (and may be) minutes before Ringo pulls away and speaks: "Guess we'd better get you cleaned up" ♡

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Tis past 12 am now

I'm gonna try to be respectful here...

1. You cannot possibly know what timezone I'm in

2. I am literally writing as I receive this ask

Please be respectful of my time !! I will post very soon ☆

“Imagine all the people, living life in peace…”

John Lennon in the Imagine video, 1971

Cheesy/Dirty Beatles Pickup Lines 💋

⚠️⚠️⚠️ IMPLIED NSFW ⚠️⚠️⚠️

(DISCLAIMER: many of these are from Pinterest- if you are the original poster of any of them, please let me know so I can credit you! 💕

Paul:

The day's night isn't the only thing that's hard

I'll let you hold more than just my hand ;)

John:

I'll make you twist and shout

Let's come together ;)

George:

When you're with me, the sun won't be the only thing coming

Why don't we do it in the road? ;)

Ringo:

I'd like to visit your octopus's garden

Come take a ride on my yellow submarine ;)

A Ringo x reader oneshot where the reader is George's twin sister? John and paul know about their relationship, but are debating on weather to tell George about it. George finds out and has to deal with his best friend dating his sister.

I'm making this up on the fly, but I need more ringo content! Feel free to pass this up.

Hello love! 💕 This is such a cute idea but it may be better suited for someone who writes longer fics! :)