Hello! I Asked For John And Paul (sep) X Reader Who Sleeps Very Poorly. Drabbles/ One Shot/ Headcanon

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

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(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 ;)

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The Beatles x reader but arguments. Like what they argue about and how they apologize.

sure I can!! working on it ✨️

What they argue about + how they apologize

(prompt from anon !! i'm a little behind on requests at the moment, but I hope you all can forgive me and enjoy these headcanons 🌼)

John

John's most passionate arguments tend to center around about social issues, political ideologies or creative direction

he's often perceived as too radical or unconventional by those around him, even including you on occasion

other times he'll take a joke too far or cross the line with his teasing, causing your feelings to be hurt

his apologies aren't the most straightforward, but are still genuine with a touch of self-awareness... he's trying

often, he'll bring you a cup of tea or small treat as a peace offering once things have blown over

Paul

Paul might argue about musical arrangements or creative differences, and can be a bit controlling when it comes to his work

he has the capacity to be rather egotistical at times, seemingly dominating important conversations

he's also a huge perfectionist and would often bicker with you over meticulous details of ordinary tasks

he always wants the laundry folded or the bed made the "right way"

his apologies come quickly and would be warm and very sincere, accompanied by lots of physical affection and perhaps a sweet gesture like inviting you to share a cup of tea with him

George

if ever George sparked a serious argument, it would likely be over artistic integrity or personal boundaries, sometimes feeling misunderstood or undervalued

on the more lighthearted side, he would argue about you having eaten his food or not sharing yours

he'll pretend to be offended if you don't offer him a taste of whatever you're having, much to your chagrin as he's very convincing

George's apologies would be thoughtful, sincere and reflective, offering insights into his perspective and seeking mutual understanding and respect

Ringo

Ringo is rather carefree and tends not to make a fuss, but he may (rarely) blow up over practical matters or interpersonal dynamics

he sometimes feels overlooked or taken for granted, even when it may not be the case

he can also become passionately defensive about his preferences, such as the way he likes his tea or his favorite vinyl records

Ringo's apologies would be humble and down-to-earth, maybe with a touch of humor to diffuse tension, as well as lots of hugs and kisses

Virgin reader anon

Oneshot!

🫡🫡🫡 on it!!

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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! 💕)

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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" ♡

“I still love you and I always will.” - John to Cyn before they went their separate ways in 1968 

“I know that someday, somehow, John and I will always be together.” - Cyn in 1982

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