Hii!! Im Glad You Came Back 💓💓💓Could You Please Do A Headcanon Of The Beatles Reaction To The

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

John Lennon in the Imagine video, 1971

Hello!! I really like your work!! could you write the beatles reaction to a reader who was betrayed by two best friends at once?I've been through this recently and I need a little comfort to deal with it.. Have a good day 🌷🌷

hello, love! I'm so sorry to hear about your recent experience, that must be so rough ro deal with :(

would you mind providing some additional details or context for the betrayal? feel free to send another anonymous ask or message me directly, I'll keep everything between us!

Which Beatle is jealous of you two❣

Paul:

George

seeing you and Paul being such lovebirds with one another ignites a fire of jealousy in George like nothing else can

he adores everything about you- from your hair, to your sparkling eyes, your style of dress..

the only problem is, being The Quiet Beatle™, he's never able to work up the nerve to say it to your face

to make matters worse, Paul is (arguably) the most attractive of the lads

while George knows he's handsome, it's in a more rugged sort of fashion- he isn't really the clean-looking, "pretty boy" type like Paul

John:

Ringo

John is suave, flirtatious, tall and dominant- everything Ringo secretly longs to be

don't get me wrong- he enjoys being his happy-go-lucky, silly, sensitive self

however, he can't help but feel a bit insecure when he sees how John charms and seduces you with such ease:

snaking a strong arm around your waist, whispering something dirty in your ear that makes you blush and swat him playfully on the arm...

if he could be a little more like that and a little less, well.. Ringo, he thinks, perhaps he'd be able to win you over

George:

John

when John sees George with you, he can't help but think that George is a better version of him

he's incredibly handsome, charming, and somehow dominant without seeming aggressive or going too far

John curses himself that he can't be as laid back as George

he wishes he was able to disguise his emotions, keep his cool, and hold his tongue (when it's appropriate) like George can

maybe then he'd have a chance with you, he muses

Ringo:

Paul

every time Paul catches a glimpse of you and Ringo together, all teasing and giggles, his ego deflates a tad and he can't help but feel jealous

'I mean,' he thinks, 'I'm just as charming as him- and better looking.. and taller, too!'

he's used to being able to have anyone he wants, being Paul McCharmly himself ;)

it doesn't make sense to Paul that you'd choose Ringo over him, but he'll just have to get over it

..and himself

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.

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.

howdy! i saw that your taking requests, and i don't know if you just do headcannons or oneshots. if you do happen to do oneshots, could you do a Ringo X Chubby reader where the ringo asks the reader out on a date in front of the lads, but thee reader thinks he's doing it as a joke, but they end up together in the end.

or if you just do head cannons could you d what they would be like with a chubby S/o ?

ooo that'll be my first one shot on this blog !! of course I can :D thank you for the request! 💗

Which Beatle "joins in"/threesome 🔥

⚠️⚠️⚠️NSFW!! (obviously)⚠️⚠️⚠️

Paul:

Ringo

at first, when you let it slip that it's one of your fantasies to be shared by two men, Paul is slightly offended

"You want.. what?? Am I not enough for you?" he asks, ego wounded

but as you explain your desires and he warms up to the idea, his first thought is to invite Ringo into the mix- he's noticed his gaze wandering to your body one too many times when he thinks Paul isn't looking

Ringo, of course, jumps at the opportunity as he (and let's be honest, the other lads too) has always found you quite attractive

after a few shots (for confidence) the three of you share a magical evening ending with you showered in kisses, affection, and praise... and cum

John:

Paul

when John discovers your "double fantasy" (please tell me y'all get that), anger boils up inside of him- after all, he is certainly the jealous type

"You- what?? What the bloody hell is that about Y/N, 's there somethin' wrong with me?? Oh I get it, ye think I'm not good enough for you, yeah? Fine, I see how it is," he shouts, storming off and slamming the door shut behind him

however, once he apologizes and cools down enough to revisit the subject (with some reassuring words from you), he's open to the idea...

he even ends up admitting that he's pictured sharing you with Paul- you on your hands and knees, taking each of them in either end

one drunk night, he lets your shared fantasy slip in front of Paul.. and let's just say you end the night more than satisfied

George:

John

when you finally open up to George about your fantasy he goes quiet and introspective, and tells you he'll need a short while to think about it

on one hand, though he doesn't often show it outwardly, he can get quite insecure

but on the other, he knows he shouldn't let his ego get in the way of your pleasure- after all, he's glad you're comfortable enough to share even your most.. questionable desires with him

after mulling it over (and asking your consent of course), he proposes the idea to John over a smoke

John, being... John is obviously down for it, and it turns out to be everything you'd imagined and more

Ringo:

George

until now, Ringo had been completely oblivious to your desire to be shared by two men- after all, you hadn't uttered so much as a word about it to him

but one night, after a particularly high-energy performance onstage, you and Ringo decide to celebrate with drinks and a night of passion in the bedroom

however, due to the inebriated state of the both of you, that bedroom turns out to be George's

at first, when he opens his door to the sight of you two doing it, he's clearly shocked

"What are you two doing in me room...?" he asks, stunned

"Wha- Geo..?" Ringo slurs, the realization hitting him: "Oh God, I'm so sorr-"

"..Mind if I join?" George asks casually, having had a few drinks himself this evening

you and Ringo exchange looks, and after a very pregnant pause, he speaks up

"I don't see why not.. That is, if Y/N's alright with it"

a shameless smirk appears on his face as he glances at you for approval, which you (a little too) enthusiastically give

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

how they would react to you wanting to be dominant in the bedroom?

ooh, that's a good one! requests are closed at the moment as I already have a few to work on, but I'll add it to my list for sure :) 💖

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.