Beatles X ADHD!Reader Headcanons

Rigon

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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

Their favorite places to kiss you 💋

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Paul:

lips

you often catch Paul longingly staring at your lips as you speak

when you've finished, it's always: "That's lovely, darling," followed immediately by Paul capturing your lips in a sweet, passionate kiss

his impatience gets to him on occasion, however

sometimes when you're on an especially lengthy ramble, he'll cut you off with a quick peck on the lips

"Pardon the interruption, love- I just couldn't help meself ;)"

inner thighs

Paul's other favorite place to kiss you is your inner thighs

there's something about the softness and sensitivity of the skin there that's so alluring to him

in the bedroom, he'll begin to kiss all the way down your body..

he'll place feather-soft kisses all over you, taking extra care to go painfully slow, the ache between your legs becoming harder to ignore

once he finally reaches his destination he takes his time placing sweet, sensual kisses on each of your thighs, making a point of looking up at you from between them

"Paul, stop teasing!" you whine, exasperated, as your fingers tug at his soft hair

"Someone's a little impatient, hm...? Alright darling, I'll quit torturing ye," he chuckles, finally giving you what you've begged for ;)

John:

top of your head

being that he's quite a bit taller than you, one of John's favorite places to kiss you is the top of your head

aside from being one of the easiest, he likes to make you feel protected and loved

it reminds him of how delicate you are compared to him (as well as reminding him of his own height and strength, which is another motivator) and brings out the protector instinct in him

John will walk over to you when you're sat at your desk or making tea in the kitchen and place a gentle kiss on the top of your head, usually followed by him ruffling your hair affectionately

neck

John's other favorite spot to place kisses (and love bites) is your neck

he'll often communicate to you that he's 'in the mood' by turning to face you in bed, pulling you close and kissing your neck as he mumbles sweet nothings into your ear

he adores seeing his marks on your skin, so those kisses almost always come with a hickey or two

occasionally John will end up sucking too harshly on your delicate skin, his teeth painfully grazing your neck

"Ah- oww John, that hurts!"

"Sorry love, I got carried away. Yer just too irresistible, 's hard to help meself~"

George:

forehead

when George is around you, there's never a shortage of forehead kisses

whenever he notices that you're fixated on something or looking stressed, he'll stride over to where you're sat and give you a soft peck on the forehead

"What's got you so distracted, doll?" he'll ask tenderly

if you decide you want to talk about it with him he'll sit and listen intently, offering "hm"s and "ahh"s of understanding as he rubs gentle circles on your back or shoulder

tummy

George adores your tummy- so much that he makes sure to place a kiss on the soft skin there every time he gets the chance

if you're wearing a crop top, changing for bed, or even if you stretch and your shirt rides up- George is always there to remind you of his love and appreciation for your body with a quick kiss on your stomach

he chuckles and grins, shaking his head when you tug your shirt down to cover yourself

"No need to be embarrassed babe- your stomach is gorgeous, as is the rest of ye"

Ringo:

nose tip

Ringo finds it absolutely adorable when you get overly excited about something

he loves it when you ramble on passionately about something you really like, words flying from your lips at a mile a minute

after raving for some time about your new obsession you become self-conscious, blurting out a "Shit, have I really been talking this whole time?? Oh don't listen to me Ritchie, I'm sorry, I keep going on and on, I'm just exc-"

"Relax, sweetheart," he soothes with a quick peck on the tip of your nose, "I could listen to you ramble for eternity"

cheeks

often when you're visibly feeling down, Ringo will approach you with an, "Is everything all right, lovey? What's the matter?"

if you aren't feeling up to talking about it, he doesn't push

"Hmm.. I know what'll cheer you up," he says with a kind-hearted yet mischievous grin

"Oh..? Wh-" you begin but don't even have time to respond before Ringo is on you, peppering your cheeks (and the rest of your face) with soft kisses that make you squirm and giggle

"Ahh! Haha- Ritchie!! It tick--ahAHA-les!!" you manage to squeak out between laughs

by the time he's done you've forgotten what you were ruminating about, and Ringo's mission is accomplished

How they act when they're sick + how you take care of them 💊

(huge thanks to @pmak2002 for requesting this one!! 💗)

Paul:

when he's fallen ill, Paul becomes even more of a drama queen than he already is

following a bad coughing fit, he'll croak out: "I'm so weak.. Y/N, I'm dying!! I'm too young and pretty to die! T^T" he exclaims, throwing his head back and shutting one eye- the other remaining open just so he can gauge your reaction to his hysterics

you shake your head and giggle at Paul, reassuring him: "You aren't dying, dear- you simply have a bad cold. I'll take wonderful care of you, don't worry- you're in good hands," you tell him, kissing him gently on the cheek

he chuckles softly and looks up at you with wide, glassy eyes: "You really are the sweetest- you know that, right lovey?"

he'll beg you to join him in bed: "Come lay with me darling, it'll be so lovely"

"Ohh I know it would, I just don't want to get sick"

Paul pouts in response and huffs, "You'll be sorry when you aren't here for my FINAL BREATH!!" he dramatizes, feigning distress

you roll your eyes- "You're such a princess, Paulie"

he shoots you a look- "Yeah, yeah- but I'm your princess" <3

John:

whenever John is feeling under the weather, he always tries to deny it as best he can

he plays his illness down and tries to do everything for himself, refusing to rest or show vulnerability in your presence

you rise from the couch and wander into the kitchen in pursuit of a snack for you and John only to find him stood in front of the stove, focused intently on the steaming kettle and two ceramic mugs before him

"John, what are you doing up??" you ask, incredulous- "You need bedrest!!"

"Relax love, I'm fine- don't ye worry yer pretty little head about me," he says, nose clearly stuffy and voice even more nasally than usual

"....John." you warn, quirking an eyebrow and giving him a stern look

John removes the kettle from the stove, pouring each of you a steaming cup of earl grey tea and taking his own into his hands

"What? I'm not even-" he begins, interrupting himself with a violent coughing fit

"...come on, let's get you to bed," you sigh, grabbing your own mug and guiding him to your shared bedroom for some much needed respite

George:

when George has caught a cold he accepts your TLC, but downplays the severity of his condition for your sake

he mainly uses it as an excuse to sleep even more than usual (if that's humanly possible)

you often check up on him even if he's out cold, your expression softening and your heart melting when you see his serene face

'I wonder what he's dreaming about,' you muse- and with that thought George shifts positions, mumbling quietly in his sleep: "Y/N..."

you smile to yourself and begin to tear up, knowing he's dreaming of you ♡

George also tends to take advantage of your care when he's sick, requesting that nearly all the food in the pantry be brought to his bedside

"George... you know I want to do anything in my power to help you heal, but that'll be your fifth bowl of noodles in the past two hours.."

"But babe- 'aven't you ever 'eard the expression, 'feed a cold, starve a fever'?" he tries with a lopsided, wolf-toothed grin

you sigh, unable to refuse him, and fetch him another helping

"Thank you doll, you're so good to me- i won't forget it, ye know"

Ringo:

Ringo- your sweet, loving boyfriend- tends to act very needy when he's ill

he runs a fever and suddenly he's back in primary school, being kept home on a sick day:

he kindly requests for you to put cartoons on the television and a colorful box of tissues on his bedside table

you comply with his wishes of course- even tucking him in, brushing his fringe to the side and giving him a gentle peck on the forehead

he looks up at you, beaming, and blows a kiss back- taking care not to afflict you with the illness as well

he constantly has to ask you to bring more lozenges to the bedroom, as he's already inhaled every one like they're hard candies

"Y/N, would you be a dear and fetch me another bowl of soup?"

"Sure lovey, coming right u-"

"Ohh, oh! And some ice cream? Pretty please?" Ringo implores, gazing up at you from bed with his big, blue puppy dog eyes

your heart melts and you give him a soft smile, replying with an "Of course, Ritchie- anything for you"

"Thank you Y/N, you truly are the best" ♡

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

I’m glad you’re back!!

Could you do each of the boys reaction to the reader fainting?!

Hello!!

bahaha ofc I can!! what a fun request :)) I'll get right on it, love ♡

Home video of John Lennon by himself, New York City, 1973. — From the music video "Aisumasen (I’m Sorry) (Ultimate Collection)", 2024.

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.

virgin reader anon !!!

because of its nature I can't really make your request gender-neutral, so unless you state otherwise it is going to be afab!!

Hello🌷 I had two best friends (they weren't close to each other) and they both betrayed me. With both friends, I was very close and completely opened my soul to them.

With my first friend (let's call her Amy), everything was okay in our relationship. we rarely quarreled, spent time together, shared secrets, but suddenly Amy stopped talking to me and, when i tried to talk to her about that, she began to behave aggressively towards me (sometimes there were times when she was trying to hit me). i really wanted to know why she stopped talking to me, so i continued asking amy about reasons and once she said "i dont want to be friends with a person like you" and thats all what she said (i really don't know whats wrong with me🥲). After a while, I learned from other people that Amy had just decided to make me a scapegoat, because she wanted to look like a victim in other people's eyes (like she is such an innocent cutie and I'm mocking and suppressing her)

With second friend (let it be Rose) everything was fine too. It was in my senior year. We didn't have much time to hang out, but we still tried to do it from time to time (meetings were scheduled about 2-3 weeks in advance so that there were no surprises). However, always on the eve of the meeting, Rose was cancelling our plans, saying that she needed to study for the college entrance exams. I treated with understanding and believed her. But once when plans got cancelled again i decided to check her social media for new posts(i used to do it from time to time) and they were there. She was posting photos and messages about she having fun with her other friends (they were also friends of her older sister) in that day. Later i wrote Rose asking why she had lied to me (I don't mind when my friends go out with others, but I don't like when they lie to me about it). She answered that i had never been her friend and she only talked to me to kill time and just because she needed to communicate with someone in her class. It's a bit long, sorry for that.. But it's how i lost all my friends. Now my only bestfriends are my pets at home(there's two cats, two parrots and a turtle🐢🐢🐢), but they also sometimes try to run away from me🥹🥹 (also im sorry for my English, because it's not my mother language)

wow, how absolutely rotten of those "friends" >:( I'm so sorry to hear about everything that's happened, thank you for sharing your story with me 💕

it may take a bit of time since I want to be sure it's accurate to your situation, but I can absolutely write some headcanons of the boys comforting you !!