(requested by anon!! John version will be posted soon ๐ enjoy, dearies)
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Paul sat in his cozy study surrounded by stacks of books, a dim desk lamp casting a warm glow on his delicate features. The night was still, the only sound the gentle rustle of leaves in the breeze from beyond the room's large stained glass windows. He sighed, glancing at the clock ticking away the hours. It was well past midnight, and it was par for the course for Paul to stay up this late. After all, he'd slept in until nearly noon - as usual.
For you, however, it was a different story. You'd spent last night tossing and turning, desperately trying to soothe yourself to sleep. Your eyes burned with exhaustion, a testament to the restless energy that consumed you. The following day you had trouble staying alert, despite the fact that you'd been wide-eyed and wired just hours ago. You willed yourself to push through your work and studies, groggy and uncoordinated in your movements. You were sure Paul had noticed your decline.
And notice he had. Paul couldn't help but imagine of you, lying awake in bed, struggling in your battle against insomnia. This wasn't new for you, simply another bout of sleeplessness, but it had been particularly brutal as of late.
With a determined sigh, Paul closed his book and made his way to the kitchen. He began to brew a fresh pot of chamomile tea, recalling its calming properties. He listened closely to the soft hum of boiling water, a comforting presence in the quiet of the night. As he waited for the tea to steep, he rummaged through the cupboards in search of a small jar of honey he'd purchased from the farmer's market only days before.
Armed with the tea and honey, Paul shuffled quietly to your shared bedroom and pushed the door open with his shoulder, the stiff wood creaking as he stepped inside. He is welcomed by the sight of you staring up at the ceiling above, your brows furrowed in frustration. You turn to look at Paul, your gaze softening as you smile weakly at him. He walks to the bed and takes a seat beside you, setting the mug and and jar down on the nightstand.
"Struggling to sleep yet again?" he asks gently, stroking your hair. You nodded, a faint frown marring your features.
"It's been tough lately."
Paul nods in understanding.
"I thought you may want a little something to help calm the nerves," he says, stirring a spoonful of honey into the steaming mug of tea and offering it to you.
You smiled gratefully and accepted, closing your eyes and sipping the fragrant brew. "Thank you, Paul. You didn't have to do that."
He shrugged sheepishly, crossing one ankle over the other as the two of you sat in comfortable silence. After a few moments you settled back under the covers, the warmth of the tea seeping into your bones. Paul began to hum a lullaby, a soft and soothing melody that wrapped around you like a cocoon and momentarily eased your stress.
You continued like this for a while, eventually closing your eyes. But inevitably your mind began to wander, your worries returning with more tenacity than before and gripping your mind with the same dreadful anxiety. You shifted positions a few times, grappling for solace in Paul's melodious voice. But finally you sat up, overwhelmed, and placed your head in your hands with defeat.
Paul halted his song abruptly and turned to your hunched-over form, a somber look on his face. "Not doing the trick?"
You sighed and shook your head wordlessly. Paul placed a sympathetic hand on your shoulder and started to brainstorm. After a few moments, his face lit up with playful inspiration.
"How about I tell you a story?"
At first you were taken aback by the suggestion, finding it a tad childish. But, realizing it may be just the thing to occupy your spiraling mind, you nodded and laid back to cozy up once again.
And so, Paul began to spin a tale, weaving a tapestry of adventure and wonder that transported you far from the confines of your bedroom. His voice sweet as the honeyed tea he'd brought you, a soothing balm for your restless soul, each word a brushstroke painting a vivid picture in your mind.
As he spoke, you felt the weight of the world lift from your shoulders, replaced by a sense of enchantment and awe. When Paul reached the end of his story, you found yourself smiling, the edges of sleep beckoning you with gentle hands.
"Thank you, Paul," you murmured, your voice hoarse with exhaustion and barely above a whisper.
Paul smiled back, his eyes sparkling with warmth.
"Anytime, love. Sweet dreams."
At last you drifted off to sleep, cradled in the comfort and magic of a fantastical realm. You felt a sense of peace wash over you, knowing that with Paul by your side, even the darkest nights held a glimmer of hope.
Hello! Welcome back๐ป๐ป Could you please write reaction for reader who takes exams on their birthday?
of course, love!! added to queue โจ๏ธ
this is kind of weird but could you do something about the beatles being ticklish
sure I can :) would you want headcanons for all four boys or something else?
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could you please do headcanon about the beatles x reader who had self h episode? i just need some comfort๐ฅฒ
hello, love!!
of course I can!! I hope I'm able to provide you with some comfort โจ๏ธ don't be afraid to reach out if you need someone to lend an ear !!
Hi! i know you have a long request list but can i ask you for masc! reader x beatles about how the reader is shit scared watching a horror movie and the Beatles comfort him and tell him it's ok to he scared??
hi!!! haha that's alright, I'll get to them all eventually :)
of course !! would you want headcanons for each, or a poly!beatles type thing?
(requested by anon!! ๐)
John teases you about your obsession, but secretly adores your enthusiasm and finds it endearing
he'll sometimes playfully argue with you about which plushie is the "coolest," leading to lighthearted debates and laughter
during his photography sessions, he'll often request to borrow a few of your friends to use as props, creating artsy and whimsical scenes
though he'd never admit it, John secretly enjoys cuddling with your plushies when you aren't around, finding comfort in their softness
Paul enjoys helping you organize and catalog your collection, creating a sense of order amidst the colorful array of characters
he likes to incorporate them into his home decor, arranging them in playful displays around the house
he will occasionally dress some of the plushies up in miniature versions of his iconic outfits, resulting in adorable photo opportunities
Paul loves to surprise you with thoughtful gestures, like leaving new plushies on the doorstep for you to find or crafting handmade accessories for them
George is fascinated by the craftsmanship of your beloved plushies and enjoys learning about the unique characteristics of each toy
he encourages your passion and adds to your collection by gifting you rare and sought-after pieces he finds during his travels
on occasion George has been known to try his hand at crafting a plush of his own, usually resulting in a quirky but lovable creation
Ringo loves bringing your plushies to life with funny voices and silly antics
he'll involve them in his daily activities, pretending they're his audience as he practicing his drumming or taking them on the road with him
he's always up for a cuddle session with you and your plushies, often falling asleep surrounded by the fluffy companions
Ringo's genuine affection for you and your passion is evident in the way he treats each toy with care and respect, valuing their role in your life
Hello! Im the one who requested reader, who doesn't know the beatles. It's more like reader lives in their own world, do things they like and they are not particularly interested in popular things. I'd prefer romantic relationship, but it's not necessary. it doesn't matter if they have shared interests or no. You can decide if they do or not. (please don't write about reader being keen on science in this request ๐ฅน
Ahh okay, I understand :) you've got it, dear ๐
hey is it ok to request something where it's like all the Beatles dating their S/O or is that to much it's absolutely fine if you don't want to thank you for reading this you're the best!โค๏ธ
hello there! of course!
did you mean like Poly!Beatles X Reader, where you're all in a relationship together? Or something else?
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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 ;)
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~"
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"
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
Hey im thinking of sending in a request with anon off but i dont know if you take off anon requests or not </3
The reason for off anon is so when the request is done, i get tagged for it
I sure do!! I accept anon and non-anon requests :)
I've come to tell you 3 things.
I absolutely adore your writing. "Smoke and Serendipity" was fantastic and I enjoy the voices you give each Beatle.
Could I make a request? Can you write about the Beatles being drunk out of their mind and Y/N has to take care of them. (Bonus points for setting it in Hamburg)
Have some cookies :D ๐บ๐ช๐ช๐ช
1. thank you so much!! that really means a lot, I try to vary them and tailor their reactions to each of their personalities :))
2. of course!! would you want this to be headcanons for each, or a fic/drabble about reader taking care of all of the beatles?
3. why thank you, dear! ๐ค๐ช
โฎ๏ธ Beatlemaniac Heaven โฎ๏ธ โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ She/her, 21 y/o with an intense love for John Lennon and humanity's greatest band ๐ชฒ I write reader inserts and imagines for The Beatles โ Original works are tagged #LMLBeatles โ Requests CLOSED! โ I don't write ship fics, sorry! (no judgement though) :)
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