How They'd React To An Ordinary Reader/reader Who Doesn't Know Them

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.

Hiiii

Could I possibly request the boys with a reader who is usually very independent and stand off-ish but as soon as she receives affection she absolutely melts!

Feel free to ignore!

Hello!

As I posted the other day and it says in my bio, requests are currently closed and I will not be adding to the queue until I reopen them

Keep an eye out!

How they'd react to you wanting to be dominant in the bedroom 🔥

⚠️⚠️⚠️ !!!! NSFW (obv) !!!! ⚠️⚠️⚠️

(huge thanks to @bisexualdisappointment for requesting this one! hope you like it 💜)

Paul:

at first, Paul acts as if he's trying it out "just for you"

"Not really me thing, but I'll try anything for you, love" he'd said

but as you'd soon discover, he's secretly always wanted to see you unleash your dominant side

he'd obey your commands submissively, living to please you (and to avoid punishment)

Paul would definitely be one to beg for you to put your hands on him or get him off

he'd serve you well and adore being praised for his efforts, your voice sultry and sweet as honey, music to his ears when you tell him he's pretty or call him your good boy

he'd be willing to call you Mommy if you asked (only if you're into that)

he'd even let you dress him up and/or peg him if you wanted

Paul doesn't like being degraded, but would enjoy being punished or reprimanded from time to time- especially when he becomes too demanding or asks you to do something a certain way

"Ah ah ah, remember who's in charge here," you'd warn; "You wouldn't want to get yourself punished, now would you?"

he'd look up at you with his big doe eyes, impatience clear in his expression: "...no, but quit your teasing!" he'd whine

"You'll just have to learn to wait for it, Paulie~" you giggle

he of course doesn't like that, but depending on just how bad he needs it he'd either:

shut up and wait, or..

simply take the punishment- unable to stand any more of your teasing, craving your touch so badly it's worth the pain

Paul would do whatever you told him to and worship the ground you walk on, as you're his goddess

it drives him crazy when you command him to remove your clothes (or his) for you

he'd speak so many words of praise and adoration for your body

overall, Paul would be a whiny sub who's super needy for his dom ;)

John:

John is completely opposed to you domming at first and you get into a bit of an argument over it (as you typically do when he feels like his masculinity is threatened)

"You in control? Don't make me laugh," he scoffs, standing over you

"That's my job- you should know better. Where'd ye even get such a silly idea from?" he tells you; "I'm the dominant one here. End of discussion. Goodnight." he huffs, rolling over in bed to face away from you

the next day, following a tense morning, John comes to you to revisit the idea and apologize for his judgement

he eventually agrees to try it out: "Just 'cause I love ye," he says

the first few times you try it out he ends up interrupting you at some point, telling you "Alright, that's enough of that" and taking over

after a few attempts he lets you maintain control, but still likes to push his limits and fight you for dominance

John sort of enjoys some light degradation and/or name-calling, but be warned: you'll probably get some in return with that sharp tongue of his

he'd be a bratty sub who likes (no, needs) to be put in his place

he wants you to tease him until he has to whine and plead for you to touch him

John will vehemently deny it and take it to his grave, but he has a thing for getting pegged on occasion

one time he even cried after climaxing and you tried to comfort him, but he explained that he wasn't upset- it was just such a good release for him

he also really enjoys your aftercare; you make him feel loved and cared for, and he's never really had much of that in his life

overall John usually still wants to be the dominant one, but does enjoy switching it up once in a while

George:

George is very open-minded and willing to try pretty much anything, so of course he agrees to let you dom

it really turns him on when you dress up in dominatrix outfits- sporting leather or latex and a dark shade of lipstick

he likes impact play, and the sensation of being struck with a flogger or your hand adds to the experience for him, pushing him closer to the edge

he also enjoys sensation play, like being teased with feathers or having hot wax dripped onto his skin

though he doesn't seem it from the outside (being known as the Quiet One™ and all), George is very kinky and those are merely a few of his fetishes and fantasies

he'd be cheeky with you and argue when you give him an order or instruction:

"Beg me, Geo" you command him

"No," George retorts with a defiant smirk

"I said," you pull him close by the collar of his shirt, making stern and unwavering eye contact with him: "Beg. Now."

"Or else what?" he counters; You simply reach beside you into the drawer of your nightstand, wordlessly pulling out a flogger and lightly smacking your palm with it as you gauge his reaction

George's eyes widen, any hint of noncompliance disappearing from his face as he starts begging you to touch him

he'd be a rebellious and disobedient submissive, challenging your authority often

he certainly deserves his fair share of punishments, but you earn your payback just the same

Ringo:

when you propose the idea to him, Ringo is immediately willing to try swapping dynamics

he's even thought about it himself before but never dared to ask you as he feared scaring you off

he's very eager to praise and worship you as his mistress and/or queen

Ringo obeys all of your instructions without complaint or hesitation, serving you and pleasuring you however you ask him to and living for the times when you call him your good boy

"Go on, Ritchie- use your tongue. Make me cum" "Yes Y/N, of course" he'd tell you, immediately bringing his head down in between your legs; "Anything for you"

"You're so beautiful.. thank you for giving me permission to touch you" he'd say, kissing your inner thighs

you simply chuckle and smirk down at him: "Good boy~" you'd call him; it drives him crazy every time without fail

Ringo is quite the begging type and you enjoy hearing him plead and making him work for you

he's more than willing to address you as "Mistress," or even "Mommy" if you're into that

he really enjoys being edged and teased by you (especially if you're using toys) and you leave him panting and whining for release

Ringo makes the most adorable little moans and whimpers when you tug on his hair as you push his head down further between your legs

you're sure to reward him handsomely afterwards by telling him how good he did, and he eats it up- no pun intended ;)

Omg welcome back!! Could you do headcanons of how the Beatles would act with a reader theyre crushing on who's also their assistant for the band?:)

why thank you!! that sounds like such a fun request :) added to queue ✨️

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

☆☆☆

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

hi (: im happy your back! could you do a headcanon of the boys x reader who's a model?

hello again and thank you !!!! I'm so glad to be back :))

Of course I can!! Keep an eye out for it soon 💕

Can i request headcanons on how The Beatles would help you when youre too drunk/hungover?

haha yes absolutely!! 💝

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

George caring for a sick Dhani 💜

(thank you to @pmak2002 for this request!! it was supposed to be just a blurb but I did a little research beforehand and it ended up pretty much becoming a whole fic 😅 oops... either way, I hope you enjoy this one! 💕)

When Dhani wakes up for school on Monday morning, he immediately knows something his wrong. His throat is sore, his nose is runny, and his muscles ache like nothing he's felt before. He painstakingly drags himself out of bed, clutching the sheet around him, and heads straight to his parents' bedroom where he finds his mum Olivia still in bed. Dhani notices that the bathroom door is cracked open and cautiously steps inside to find his father, George, brushing his teeth. "Dad..?" he says quietly, voice hoarse. George startles, turning around to see Dhani in his unfortunate state and spits his mouthful of toothpaste into the sink, letting the water wash it down the drain before turning the tap off. "What is it, my boy? You sound bloody awful..," he gently presses the back of his hand to Dhani's forehead to assess his temperature. "You seem to be running quite the fever, son- let's get you to the doctor, all right? Just let me finish up in here and I'll be right out to take ye" George says. Dhani nods weakly, coughing into his elbow, and shuffles out of the room. George jumps into action- he swishes and spits some mouthwash, changes out of his sleepwear into a button-up and jeans, and sprints to the car, his son following close behind him and hopping into the passenger's seat.

"This is ridiculous.." George mutters under his breath as he walks his son out of the clinic and gets into the driver's seat of his car. They had been able to see the doctor almost instantly upon arriving; he had taken some swabs, run a few tests, and determined that Dhani had contracted the flu: "He probably picked it up from school," the doc had said. When George had requested a prescription of some kind to alleviate his son's symptoms, the doctor simply shook his head: "I'm afraid there isn't much we can do for him. The flu's been going around at many schools, I've seen a lot of children this past week with the same complaints. As it stands, all I can tell you is to give him some over-the-counter medicine, bring him some saltwater to gargle for that sore throat, and be sure he gets plenty of fluids and bedrest." George tried to argue, stating that there must be something he can do to cure Dhani of his illness sooner- but as the doc's hands were tied and George didn't want to subject his son to more stress, he took Dhani by the hand and led him out of the office, through the lobby, and back to the car. "Alright, my boy," George sighs- "seeing that the doctor was no help whatsoever, we're headed straight to the drugstore for anything that'll help you feel better. Sound good?"

"Yeah Dad, sounds good" Dhani croaks out and smiles weakly, glad just to spend some time with his father. Being a famous musician and all, George isnt able to spend as much time with his son as he'd like to, a lot of it consumed by work and media-related endeavors. Dhani admired his Dad more than anyone else in his life and though they rarely got the chance to hang out nowadays, they were practically best friends and had formed a close bond throughout his childhood. George was always a fun parent, bringing his son along to festivals and such ("Don't tell yer mum," he'd say with a grin), and sticking up for Dhani to authority figures and even other kids at his school- he was fiercely protective of his boy. However, he was also a gentle parent who allowed Dhani the chance to explore and express himself, and had fostered a mutual respect between the two of them since his son was but a toddler.

"I'm pulling you from school for the whole week" "But what if I'm- *cough*- all better before then?" "Just in case, Dhani- it's not like you really need them and their indoctrination, anyway.." George grumbles, never having been a fan of traditional schools or their teachings. Dhani however has always cared about his grades and paid close attention to the lessons he's been taught, in spite of what his father thinks. "...Okay, Dad" he says meekly, wanting to protest but unwilling to sacrifice more quality time with his famous father. George pulls into the parking lot of the nearest drugstore and marches in, intent on gathering all the supplies his sick boy could need: tissues, lozenges, cough syrup, pain medication, ice packs, and even more tissues- 'just in case.' He makes his way to the checkout, queuing up, paying for the items and hauling his bags back to the car. He drives Dhani home as quickly as possible, carrying him to bed and tucking him in before calling and cancelling any studio time, interviews, or collaborations he'd previously planned. There's only one committment he can't cancel- dinner with Paul tonight for the first time in ages. George sets his son up with all of the remedies he'd bought and tells his wife Olivia everything about the situation, including the "unhelpful and useless" doctor they had gone to see. She of course agrees to care for Dhani, sending her husband on his way to dinner with one of his long-time best friends.

The following day George rises just before noon, having stayed up late to pal around with Macca. He runs the few errands on his agenda, including grabbing his family some lunch, and pulls into his driveway back home where he spots the vehicle of none other than Richard Starkey parked outside. He makes his way to his son's room to discover that Uncle Ringo had come to visit the sick young lad (having found out from Paul that Dhani had come down with a bad case of the flu), joking and cheering him up to distract him from his poor state. The two close friends chat for some time in the living room before Ritchie departs, Olivia checking up on Dhani in the meantime. George thanks his wife and dismisses her from her nurse duties, taking on the responsibility himself. He tiptoes to his son's bedroom cautiously and enterd to see that he's been tucked in, the ice pack George had picked up from the store the previous day resting on his forehead, half-lidded eyes trained onto the telly. "Dhani..?" "Oh- *cough*- hey, Dad"

George approaches the bed and sits down carefully, holding a paper bag out to Dhani. "I brought you a burrito- your favorite," he grins down at his son, who takes the bag: "Really? *cough*- Thanks Dad, you're the best!" he says, hands emerging from the blankets to tear into the treat. George stays sat on the bed, determined to spend time with his sick boy and make sure he knows how loved he is. Glancing around the room at the piano and guitars he's bought and played with Dhani, then back to the young man, Ringo's words from earlier echo in his mind: "He's growing up into such a wonderful lad. He's just like you, ye know- good looks and all."

Olivia had always said they were very alike, but he'd usually dismissed the observation... until now. George couldn't help but realize that they were right- though he was but eleven years old Dhani was already becoming a very talented and creative musician, having learned much about music from his dad. He'd certainly taken after his Beatle father in that regard, and they were in fact very similar- not to mention their near identical looks. Sharing his Dad with the world had been difficult and a bit isolating for Dhani despite his many school mates. He admired and looked up to George from a very young age, always striving to be just like him. As Dhani grew up before George's eyes, he became more and more like his father by the day and George was immensely proud.

His train of thought was broken suddenly when Dhani finished the burrito, crumpling the paper bag and tossing it into the bin. He landed the throw, earning a hearty laugh and a high five from his father. He closed his eyes and laid back, George stroking his hair gently, the two of them cherishing this moment of father-son love. "Are you gettin' sleepy, Dhani?" he asked tenderly- his son nodded in response, already drowsy despite the brightness of the late afternoon sun. "Tell you what- I'll play you a lullaby, that way you can rest easier and know that I'm here beside you." "Dad," Dhani chuckled, "aren't I a little too old for that?" he lied, secretly longing for the affectionate gesture. George grabbed his son's acoustic guitar from its stand and begin to tune it: "You're never too old for yer old man's love and attention, eh? Now you just relax, close your eyes, and rest." Dhani didn't protest any further, heeding his father's instructions with a soft smile on his face. With that, George began to play- he chose "Here Comes The Sun," fingers strumming the strings gently and with care, dedicating the sweet words to his beloved son. By the time he was finished Dhani was fast asleep- grin faltering as he drifted off, but still visible on his lips. George placed the guitar back on the stand gently, taking care not to wake the sleeping lad. He smiled to himself, tears welling in his eyes as he turned to admire his son's peaceful face. "I love you, my boy," he whispered, placing a gentle kiss on Dhani's forehead before tip-toeing out of the room and shutting the door cautiously. Back pressed against the wooden door, George let his eyelids fall shut and sighed: "Sweet dreams, Dhani." ♡

Hello!!! I really like your "Smoke & Serendipity 🚬"! Could you please write part 2? 🥺🥺🥺

hello, love!! thank you so much for the kind words 💕 I intended that story as a one shot but I'll go ahead and make a follow up since it's already gotten so much love!!