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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 🥹

Ahh okay, I understand :) you've got it, dear 💘

Hello🦊 Could you please write part 2 of "Smoke & Serendipity"?

Yes!!! I will be working on a second chapter to Smoke & Serendipity soon :) let me know what else you guys want to see! ✨️

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!!

How they'd react to you fainting

(thank you anon for this request !! it was fun to imagine how each of our boys would react in this situation 💕 I hope you all enjoy)

John

at first, John is convinced you're pulling a joke on him

he'd smirk and snicker, saying something along the lines of "If you wanted my attention you could've just asked, y'know"

when he fails to get a response from you, he'd kneel down and lightly tap your cheeks in an attempt to get you to snap out of it

"Hello...? Anyone home?"

however, when you don't immediately come to, his demeanor would shift to that of concern

John would become incredibly anxious and pace back and forth, muttering curses under his breath

"Oh, shit... Christ... don't go dyin' on me now"

he'd place his hands on your shoulders and give you a gentle but panicked shake

when he sees your eyes begin to flutter open, he sighs in relief

John would stand up and clear his throat, trying his best to regain his composure and tough exterior

he'd slip back into his usual playful banter, jokingly blaming his own charm for causing you to faint

however, you can hear the concern hidden behind his teasing as his voice wavers ever-so-slightly

you laugh weakly, reassuring him that it just happens sometimes and telling him you'll be okay

regardless, he would be extra clingy for the rest of the day, remaining vigilant to make sure you really are all right

Paul

upon seeing you begin to faint, Paul is caught completely off-guard

he'd let out a shocked gasp (or perhaps a bit of a girlish shriek) and try his best to catch you

he'd react quickly but calmly, cradling you in his arms and calling your name to try and bring you back to consciousness

"Y/N? Are you there, love? I'm right here"

he'd reassure you, stroking your hair and fanning your face gently in an attempt to wake you

he would maintain his composure for your sake, but on the inside he's deeply concerned to see you like this

Paul would make sure you're comfortable, humming softly to soothe you until you came to

you'd open your eyes to the sight of him hovering over you, his expression softening as he realizes you've finally awoken

"Easy now, darling- no need to faint on my account" he'd jest, trying to lighten the mood

he'd fret over you for the rest of the day, offering you everything you could possibly need and treating you even more like royalty than he already does

George

George would be a bit more composed in his reaction, but his concern would be just as strong

he would kneel beside you, checking your pulse and making sure your breathing is steady

he would display a sense of urgency, assessing the situation to the best of his ability

when he's certain you're stable, he would fetch you a cool cloth and place it on your forehead

he would call your name gently, trying his best to create a peaceful atmosphere to cause you as little undue stress as possible

he'd place a steady hand on your shoulder to provide a sense of safety and security for you, even subconsciously

when you finally wake up, George smiles softly down at you

"Good morning, sunshine. I brought you a little something"

he'd hold up a glass of water, which you'd gladly take as you sat upright, leaning against George while he rubbed gentle circles into your back

Ringo

when he sees you start to become lightheaded, Ringo is already visibly shaken

his intuition immediately kicks into overdrive

he'd place his hands on your shoulders and steady you as much as he can, gently laying you down on the couch when you've finally lost consciousness

he would hover around you nervously at first, unsure of what to do

with trembling hands, he'd check your vitals to make sure he doesn't need to call for immediate medical attention

once he's sure you'll be alright, Ringo would hold your face in his calloused hands, caressing your cheeks with his thumbs

he'd lean down and pepper your face with gentle kisses, hoping the sensation will bring you back to wakefulness

when he hears you giggle from the ticklish feeling, he'd let out an immediate and heavy sigh of relief

he would pull back and look down at you with a comforting smile

"Oh, thank goodness you're alright. What would I ever do without you?" he says lightheartedly, but you hear the sincerity in his voice

you reach your arms up and wrap them around his neck, pulling him in for a long, appreciative kiss

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.

hello💜

i like your avatar, it's really cool.

why thank you!! I sure like to think so :)

hello! what if the boys meet reader who doesn't know them? reader is just ordinary person, nothing special (like being keen on science) , just ordinary person

sure I can !! would you want these to be romantic or platonic headcanons? and are shared interests okay, or would you just want pure chemistry/first impressions?

hello🌻🌻🌻

could you please do headcanon about the beatles x reader who had self h episode? i just need some comfort🥲

hello, love!!

of course I can!! I hope I'm able to provide you with some comfort ✨️ don't be afraid to reach out if you need someone to lend an ear !!

Hi💐 Do you have any rules for requests?

why hello there!!

I don't do ships (just X readers) - no judgement though, of course :) just not my cuppa

other than that extensive gore is really my only limit!! hope this was informative enough haha 🌟

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 ♡

Hello! Can you please make a oneshot / headcanon about teddyboy! John lennon (or all members, if it's headcanon) with modern!reader who has accidentally timetraveled to their time?

Hello!

of course i can !! that is such a fantastic concept, I can't wait to explore that idea 🌟

🐞 HELLO, ALL 🐞

I know this won't reach many of you, but I am pleased to announce I have returned to this blog!!!

Feel free to send your X reader requests this way, Beatlemaniacs

See you all very soon!

Just a reminder my blog is trans inclusive. It’s bi inclusive. It is pan inclusive. It is intersex inclusive. It is ace/asexual inclusive. It is aro/aromantic inclusive. It is queer inclusive.

I don’t support terfs or exclusionists.

If you came here looking for an ally in your bigotry you came to the wrong blog. Go away. You are not welcome here.

you alive?

I am very much alive, thank you for asking :)

Rest in peace, John Winston Ono Lennon. You will be eternally missed, loved, and remembered. The mark you left on music history, on the world, and on our hearts is incomparable and unparalleled. You have impacted and will continue to impact so many, even those born decades after your lifetime. I wish you could have seen yourself as we do- you are remembered so fondly. I sincerely hope that you are happy wherever you may be now, and that somehow you know that your legacy of peace and love lives on.

We love you, John.

✌💚☮

When i was 5 years old, My mother always told me happiness is the key to the life. When i went to school, they asked me what i wanted to be when i grew up. I wrote down "happy". They told me i didn't understand the assignment, and i told them they didn't understand life.

Remembering John Winston Lennon (9 October 1940 – 8 December 1980)

Thank you sm @gold3nhair for tagging me in this !!!! ♡ You deserve the world, love!! ☆☆☆

tagging: @shady70smusic @mysweetgeo @pmak2002 @push-lennon-off-stage @betchq @cidades-imortais @devotedlyrainygladiator @rollingbeatles @wukindly @yeatles @starrison-tbh @marmaladeskies67 @taco-galaxy @mclennonlover + all of my followers!! You deserve the absolute best and I hope autumn is treating you all well ♡ I am incredibly grateful for every one of you and your love and support is priceless to me !!!! 🌌

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Hello moots!

Starting a loop, tagging mutuals who actually deserve the BEST!

And hopefully they tag other mutuals and continue the loop!

You guys deserve the best <3

Tagging- @ambrosia-and-nectar @mycroft-microsoft @astra2111

Thanks for the tag!! uwu

Tagging: @weiwuxianstan @nymphadorathebubba @chirons-tail-curlers​ @lemongrass404​ @gayassperson​ @ sanjanas-blogs @mycroft-microsoft​ @nomynamedoesnothaveay​ @simpingforwillsolace​ @sassychaostrash​(who used to be @lazyshepherdalmondeggs smh) @ambrosia-and-nectar​ @xx0yeet-everything0xx​ @deepestpersonspyknight​ @perleo-firewater​ @galaxylightmoon​ @xxbeccajaexx​ @biracialpercy​ @this-is-it-its-tea-time​ @percicosimp​ @justonemorechapternicercy​ @that-percico-bitch​

Thank you sm !!! <333 *cries with happy tears*

Tagging:

@nousheen @constellations-x @cwossiants @loonyloopylupin5 @longlivelupin @reggiesswimteacher @hopeful-hufflepuff-peeves @remadora-rules @the-second-tonks @fierre-dont-you-dare @lauralestrange7 @pani-puri @deez-artz @toomanynotifications @regulusblackinskirts @levwillcommitarson @mariax28 @society-of-elfish-welfare @goingthruphases @nevilleismywhore @acciorxses @remuslupininskirts

Y'all deserve so much more <33

Thank u for the tag babes 🥺

@kdmcnugget @lavhoes @nevsluvr @the-second-tonks @lauralestrange7 @lauritakamaki @lanawinterscigarettes @mrsmadelinepevensie @mcyt-sh1t @loonyloopylupin5 @marauders-lupin @padfoot-supremacy @sethclearwatermybeloved + all my other amazing moots <3

thank u for the tag!! <3

tagging :

@dearestmercury @michealmonroe @plutomelon @six-shot-heart-attack @green-tinted-sixties-mind @sixer-mayhem @nikkisqueenofsleaze @kyberhaerts @sageonfyre @livingbreathingrocknroll @theatre-of-pain @kissmaidens-blog

thanks for the tag!

tagging: @awrestlinggirlwholoves80sbands @nikkisqueenofsleaze @livingbreathingrocknroll @arnold-layne @witchytombstonesmile @i-dont-like-rice @emometalhead and idk who else

Thank you @theatre-of-pain @livingbreathingrocknroll and @i-dont-like-rice, right back at you cuties <3 

tagging : @smokeandmirrorz @dumbass-of-darkness @metalmelkor @emometalhead @witchytombstonesmile @arnold-layne @tattooed-lies @misslivvie @what-a-fucking-disguise-this-is @cosmicrealmofkissteria @maxwell-marittimo @slavet0thegrind @slashscowboyboots @kyberhaerts probably I have forgotten someone and I’m so sorry about that, but you are all in my heart

Thank you Alessia, and also @emometalhead !!! Right back at you guys ❤️❤️❤️

Tagging @charismaticbandgeek @cosmicrealmofkissteria @gh0stfl0ra @starfishes-and-watercolors @smokeandmirrorz @witchytombstonesmile @slavet0thegrind @kissmaidens-blog @comets-nix @markslaughtershands

Thank you so much @misslivvie and @lauritakamaki and the same to you both!

I tag @cosmicrealmofkissteria @comets-nix @ericcarrwhatafox @daughter-of-aphrodite @tanookikiss @shock-me @trouble-walking @floriaza24 @loveherallican-blog @micklovesfob @bangbangyou

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GUYS~ I LOVE YOU~ ❤

Bless @misslivvie @kissmaidens-blog @awrestlinggirlwholoves80sbands @i-dont-like-rice and @livingbreathingrocknroll for tagging me in this wonderful thing! I would also like to add @ghoulgutss @gh0stfl0ra @heavymetalgelfling @hawke-shenanigans @nikkisqueenofsleaze @smokeandmirrorz @slashscowboyboots @the-rocknroll-cryptid @electric–love @ericcarrwhatafox @spacefoxy-jen @witchytombstonesmile @six-shot-heart-attack @defkisshalen @cherieyoureyes @damnitdeandean @classicrockbunny @cool-taya @bloody-teared-angel @markslaughtershands @trouble-walking @bad-seamstress-blues @slavet0thegrind @brownskinsugarplum76 and @bangbangyou !! ❤❤❤❤

I don’t think you know how much this made my day, @cosmicrealmofkissteria I really needed this

I send all my love to @confusionh @comets-nix @cosmicrealmofkissteria @honey-rae-pluto @classic80sgirl @softnsquishable @roger-s-maracas And so many others if I didn’t tag you. You guys are just amazing people!!!

thank you @classicrockbunny and @roger-s-maracas 💗💗

@theprophetsaid @innuend-o @dearestmercury @rubadubababyoil @honey-rae-pluto @sparkleslightlyy and so many others, if you see this ily

thank you @dreamersdrowse @roger-s-maracas @confusionh right back at you all❤️❤️

@sevenseasofyeet @ringmeringo @wiesel-mercury @ecle-c-tic @brian-ur-bruh @riaaanna @emmaandorlando @ivyyara @pumpkinlilyao3 @caviarandqueen @ronniesshoes @queen-hospitality @mysticanni @cool–chicken

aaah thank yall for the tag @sparkleslightlyy @queenies-of-the-universe @dreamersdrowse and @roger-s-maracas <33 right back at u!!

@sevenseasofyeet @manicpixiescream-girl @ringmeringo @myidentityisamystery @innuend-o @sarah0687 @grace70svibes @pol-mccharmly @johns-diqi @i-carnt-spel @ethereal-angelfaerie @im-stone-cold-crazy @okilover02 @eliothemagician @apissedoffworm @goblingremlinbabylesbian @jackettslut @ecle-c-tic and so many others aaahh

aaaaa thank you @wiesel-mercury, back at youu <3

@warriorteam1924 @finland-shoes @spreadyovrwings @brian-roger-deaky-and-fred @natromanxoff @grace70svibes @painandpleasure86

im so sorry i didn’t tag more people but im out rn and these were the first people that came to mind </3

Aaahhh

Thank you @im-stone-cold-crazy <3

You make me always happy thanks 🥺❤

Back to you too <3

Tag list: Tag list: @innuend-o @cool–chicken @eileen-crys @roger-s-maracas @wiesel-mercury @john-deacon-is-not-square @seventhmoonforreal @madeinheavenc @sparkleslightlyy @spicycheeto

Thank you @finland-shoes, right back at you. This made my day 🥰. I know you’ve tagged me in a few other things, I’ll get round to them soon, I promise 🙈.

Tagging: @ethereal-angelfaerie @rogermyreligion @gold3nhair @izzy-is-slightly-mad @mrs-ianto-jones and many others.

OH OH OH this is so very sweet 🥺🥺 thank you SO much for the tag @john-deacon-isnt-square <3 this makes me so very happy you have no idea

tagging: @mysweetgeo @lick-me-lennon22 @rogermyreligion @innuend-o @thetruthistheonlylaw @mayplantstarrwaters @emmaandorlando & all of the rest of my moots !!!! you guys are all so wonderful & i am sooooo very thankful to have you <3

reblog if racists have no place in the beatles fandom

tysm to @tpwk-ava for tagging me! happy autumn, loves :) 💕

pumpkin or apple // cocoa or cider // halloween or thanksgiving // leaf piles or apple picking // hay ride or corn maze // wooly sweater or furry slippers // pumpkin carving or knitting // squash or sweet potato // black cats or bat // skeletons or witches // fake blood or fake spiders // mashed potatoes or stuffing // orange or black // apple pie or maple donuts // marshmallows or candy corn // vampire or werewolf // fireplace or cozy nook // spiced wine or craft beer // candied apples or s’mores // big scarf or oversized hoodie

tagging: @shady70smusic @mysweetgeo @pmak2002 @push-lennon-off-stage @betchq @devotedlyrainygladiator @gold3nhair @rollingbeatles @wukindly @yeatles @starrison-tbh @marmaladeskies67 @taco-galaxy @mclennonlover

Tagged by my babes @plutomelon @rocknrollsoul76 💖 Thank you 😘

pumpkin or apple // cocoa or cider // halloween or thanksgiving // leaf piles or apple picking // hay ride or corn maze // wooly sweater or furry slippers // pumpkin carving or knitting // squash or sweet potato // black cats or bat // skeletons or witches // fake blood or fake spiders // mashed potatoes or stuffing // orange or black // apple pie or maple donuts // marshmallows or candy corn // vampire or werewolf // fireplace or cozy nook // spiced wine or craft beer // candied apples or s’mores // big scarf or oversized hoodie

Tagging @rogersgarden @groupie-goddess @nikkisqueenofsleaze @green-tinted-sixties-mind @crashdiet @electric--love @bad-seamstress-blues @progrockhuntress @britishsixtiesbeat @meltedbeautyy @boundlessighs @ob-la-di-ob-la-di @chrysochromulina @srasavageclark @ricks-thunder-thighs @thatiloveyouso @lemonxbeat @daughter-of-aphrodite @ashley-slashley @nature-and-music @cassiana-it @cyborg-babe @roberts-dick @@jonesyjonesyjonesy @music-on-canvas and anyone else who wants to do this 🖤

Your Beatle BFF Based On Your Beatle BF✌

(hello, everyone! :) sorry I haven't been posting much- a lot of my time has been taken up by family health and financial problems :/ however, that doesn't mean I've abandoned this blog!! posts may still be slower for the next while, but I'll try my best to stay active 🌟 thank you from the bottom of my heart for all of your support ♡ it means the world to me 🌌)

Paul:

George

getting into a relationship with Paul was one of the best decisions of your life

you two are compatible, get along well, and are very happy with one another

you love Paul more than anyone else in your life- of course you do, he's your boyfriend after all

that being said.. we all know that he can be quite the drama queen

sometimes, when he gets a bit too huffy and prissy, you just feel the need to get away and relax drama-free...

that's where George comes in!

when those off days occur or you just need some mindless respite, George will always invite you to spend the afternoon with him-

chilling out on the couch, binge watching whatever new series he's been blabbing to you about, pigging out on every snack imaginable

after enough of these hangout sessions, you two have formed a strong bond and know things about one other that you wouldn't share with any of the other lads

you know you can always turn to George for honest advice, or even just for a midday movie marathon

he's become sort of a sweet, mellow older brother to you, and never hesistates to protect or defend you

John:

Ringo

you adore your boyfriend John and couldn't imagine spending your life with anyone else

however, it's fairly obvious that he can be.. overbearing a lot of the time, to put it nicely

when you and John have gotten into a squabble, he's had an outburst, or his jealous ways have gotten to you, you turn to your best friend Ringo to talk it out

he's an amazing listener and offers advice neither you nor John could have thought of, blinded by your frustration with one another

you, of course, assure Ringo that you'd return the favor if ever he needs a shoulder to cry on

he's also great at cheering you up and cooling you down after even the most heated of arguments

he'll spout off his trademark nonsense sentences just to take your mind off of your troubles and put a smile on your face

you two often play board games and card games together, along with some light chatter and many, many jokes and outlandish statements from Ringo

he never fails to lighten your mood, pick you up when you're down, and supply you with (more than) a few good laughs

George:

Paul

as head-over-heels as you are for your boyfriend George, he really loves his sleep

and I mean really- he'll sleep for 12 hours on some nights and still proceed to take a midday nap after inhaling his lunch

as frustrating as this can get sometimes, you've grown accustomed to it

a big help in dealing with George's... unconventional sleeping habits has been your ever-growing friendship with Paul

whenever George decides he's going to sleep half of the day away, you'll wander over to Paul's place or he'll come pick you up for a day of fun and laughter together

on some occasions, Paul will drive you into the city and you'll spend the day window shopping together

others will start and end with the two of you locked in an intense game of Go Fish, records playing softly in the background, the music drowned out by your lighthearted discourse

though George can get jealous of your close bond with Paul, he understands why you spend so much time with him, and he's secure in the knowledge that neither of you would ever betray his trust

Ringo:

John

as much as you adore Ringo's humorous and compassionate nature- after all, that's one of the main reasons you chose him to be your partner- sometimes you want to be a bit cheeky and exchange a dirty joke or two

it's not that Ringo is completely pure and innocent; your raunchier jokes just tend to fly right over his head and he can't quite play off of them like John can

whenever you catch John standing around, tuning his guitar or having a smoke, you often tease and poke fun with one another in a way you can't with Ringo

John can keep a joke or conversation going like no other, and so his witty banter with you has become a common occurence

eventually you two began hanging out together casually:

listening to him jam out and generate ideas for new songs, watching a comedy movie together-

one time even baking banana bread with one another, which you proceeded to share with Ringo

(though he'd die before he admitted it aloud to anyone else, John enjoys cooking and is quite the baker)

you and John have forged a close bond and he feels protective of you now, as if you're the little sibling he never had growing up

It was my bday tday xd, so idk if i could request some headcanons of celebrating that day with the boys ( even better if you are dating them or have a mutual crush thnks ) 🌸🌷

Hey, happy birthday love! :) I hope you have a fantastic day of celebration 💕 Unfortunately requests are still closed as it says in my bio, I don't have time to manage them because of some family troubles. I'm sorry! 💗

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! 💕)

⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️!!!VERY NSFW!!!⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️

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" ♡

Can I request something sweet and sexy with Ringo? ❤️💞💫

Of course you can! :) 🌟

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Are you okay with a blurb/short one shot?

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They Walk In On You Changing/Naked ;)

⚠️⚠️⚠️IMPLIED NSFW⚠️⚠️⚠️

Paul:

it's your birthday today and Paul is taking you out to a nice, upscale restaurant to celebrate

he arrives at your house to pick you up, looking dapper in his suit and tie

you unlock the door and he greets you with birthday wishes and a kiss on the cheek, before asking why you're still in your pajamas

you're quick to apologize, explaining that you're still in the process of choosing the perfect outfit:

"I've never been to a restaurant this fancy, I want to look nice!"

"You always impress no matter the clothes, darling~"

you roll your eyes and swat him playfully on the arm before guiding him to your sofa; you pat the plush loveseat and tell Paul he can sit and wait for you there if he'd like

you head back into your room and rummage through the closet for a while longer, laying some options out on the bed and taking your time to deliberate

when you've finally made your selection, you hang the rest of the clothes neatly in your closet and begin to undress

you're just about to put the outfit on when Paul grows impatient and decides to barge in, assuming you to be dressed by now

"Are you ready yet, lo-" he pauses briefly at the sight of you dressed only in your undergarments, before recovering his confidence and smirking at you:

"Ohh, I see- so you'd rather it be THAT kind of date then, hm? Fine by me," he says with a cheeky wink

by now you'd already snatched the duvet off of the bed and covered yourself up for the sake of modesty

you scold Paul, telling him to knock next time and that you're (obviously) still getting dressed

he rolls his eyes and grins:

"Alright, alright, but just so ye know- it's nothing of yours I haven't seen before ;)" he says, and leaves before you can even respond

you're left red-faced and flustered, and take a moment to compose yourself before getting dressed and heading out to meet him

John:

you're beyond ready to treat yourself with a hot shower after a long, stressful day

you've got everything set up- body lotion on the bathroom counter, a plush towel fresh out of the dryer, and a clean set of PJs neatly folded and ready to be worn

you walk over to the shower and turn the tap on nearly as hot as it can go, the steam from the scalding water already fogging up the mirror

you've put so much effort into prepping for your evening of self-care that, unbeknownst to you, you've neglected to lock the bathroom door

you peel off your dirty clothes, looking forward to feeling the warm water cascade down your body and relax your tense muscles

you've stripped completely nude and are about to step into the shower when John suddenly barges in to pee, assuming you're already showering by now

"How's your showe-" he begins to shout over the running water before realizing that you aren't, in fact, behind the curtain

you squeal, blush, and snatch the towel off of the rack to cover yourself

John wolf whistles and looks you up and down slowly

"JOHN!! Didn't anyone ever teach you to knock??"

"What? It ain't my fault nobody taught YOU how to lock the door..." he says, his gaze wandering everywhere but your eyes as he bites his bottom lip seductively

"Well it's about time you learned," you scold him, "Now get out!!"

"Why?" he asks nonchalantly, finally making eye contact

"Why?? I'm taking a shower, that's why!" you shout, face red from both anger and embarrassment

John waggles his eyebrows at you and asks cheekily: "Can I join?~"

"Fuck off, Lennon!!" you yell, and chuck a half-empty shampoo bottle at him

he steals one last lustful glance before hauling ass out the door

George:

you're relaxing in bed with a book, winding down after a long and stressful day

you finish yet another chapter and finally decide that you've done enough reading for tonight, closing your book and glancing out the window

oh shit, it's already pitch black outside.. must be late, you think to yourself, and check the clock on the wall to confirm your suspicions:

yep, 11:30 already- I'd better get to sleep soon...Geo's probably already brushing his teeth by now

you manage to drag yourself out of bed and make your way to your dresser, rummaging through one of the drawers in search of some comfy pajamas

once you've chosen your sleepwear for the night, you lay the outfit out on top of the bed and begin to remove your clothes

you strip down to your undergarments and grab your PJ pants off the bed, when suddenly George bursts in:

"Hello, doll- just here for my hairbr-" he begins to say, but stops abruptly when he catches sight of you in nothing but your underwear

"Woahh.." George smirks as he looks you up and down

"Geo!!" you squeal, holding the pajama pants up in front of you for some semblance of modesty; "Knock much?? you say sarcastically

"My bad, darling- I was under the impression we had an open-door policy," he says and snatches his hairbrush off of the dresser

George steals another glimpse of you and lets out a low whistle: "Sure you want to go to sleep just yet, love? ;)"

"YES. Now, shoo!" He chuckles and backs out the door, finally granting you some privacy

alone in your shared bedroom, you scoff in distaste at George's words- but the crimson blush burning your cheeks betrays you

Ringo:

you're elated to finally have an opporunity to relax, unwind, and treat yourself after a long and trying day

you've drawn yourself a nice, warm bath and even added some fragrant bubble soap this time

you swish the water with your hand and watch as foamy bubbles form on the surface, entertaining yourself as you wait for the tub to fill up

it seems you were so caught up in prepping for your evening of self-care that, unbeknownst to you, you'd forgotten to lock the bathroom door

all day you've been looking forward to reclining in the warm, soapy water and allowing it to melt your stress away

you remove all of your clothes and toss them aside, ready to step into the bathtub

unfortunately Ringo's knocking goes unheard by you, drowned out by the roar of the running faucet

when you don't respond after a good while, he decides to open the door and step inside

"Ritchie!!" you gasp and snatch the towel off of its rack, quickly wrapping it around yourself

Ringo stares at you with wide eyes, his face already turning bright red:

"Sorry, sorry!! I knocked, but you must not have... heard..." he trails off, looking you up and down in awe

you chuckle at his reaction, and you swear you can spot the outline of an erection in his trousers: "It's okay, love- I understand."

"Well.. um, just so ye know, I think you're gorgeous.. proper sex- BEAUTIFUL, you are.. I mean- sorry, you're- I think you're-" he stammers and you cut him off with a giggle:

"Thank you, Ritchie- can I take my bath now?"

Ringo shakes his head to snap himself out of his stupor:

"Right, of course, sorry again.." he begins to back out the door, but speaks up once more

"Maybe we can take one together next time..?" he asks nervously

you grin smugly at him and reply: "How about now?"

George Harrison X Reader- Angel Hair 💜

(my dear friend @shady70smusic requested this gem! 💕 they wanted a George X Reader where the reader gets a pixie cut/short haircut and is nervous to show George, but he's supportive and fluff ensues 🌟 hope you enjoy!)

⚠️⚠️⚠️ NOT time-accurate to the 60s or 70s/Modern!AU ⚠️⚠️⚠️

Angel Hair

Today's the day, I suppose- you thought to yourself, looking down at your phone and reading over the text George has sent you: hello darling ;) it's been too long! how about i come pay you a visit? i'll bring some food for us to share- my treat <3

You'd normally be delighted to receive such a text from your boyfriend- however, it's been nearly a week since you got your new haircut and you just haven't been able to bring yourself to show him. You're very pleased with how it came out- just the right length, with just enough character- but it is quite a lot shorter than you tend to go for, you've gotta admit. And definitely much shorter than George is expecting to see.

In the six days since you left the salon you've (successfully) avoided George, excusing your distance by telling him you're swamped with extra work this week. He's bought it thus far, but you can't keep the act up forever- you know you have to rip off the band-aid eventually. You just can't seem to shake the nervous churning in the pit of your stomach when you even begin to imagine showing him your new 'do. George adores your hair- he's always running his fingers through it or twirling it playfully, admiring its color and silk-like softness. You're happy with your new haircut, but you can't help but fear your boyfriend's reaction. What if he doesn't like my hair anymore? you ponder: Or worse- what if he doesn't like me anymore?? Panic sets in and you're practically hyperventilating, trying to calm yourself enough to respond to his message.

You shift your focus to your breathing, giving your all to steady it and slow its pace. Geo loves me, you remind yourself; That isn't going to change because of something so trivial, you rationalize. After taking another minute to gather yourself you grab your phone, input your password, and open it to see George's message yet again. You think for a moment before typing out a response and reading it over for errors: sounds great, Geo :) can't wait! i've missed you, my love <3

You inhale a long, shaky breath and press 'send' on the text, locking your phone and setting it back down on your bed.

While waiting on your boyfriend, you spend what feels like hours in the bathroom mirror- brushing your hair, attempting to style it, making it look just right for a good first impression.

George has always been a laid-back guy, but you just aren't sure how he'd react to something like this- it's a pretty drastic change, after all. You're combing your hair madly, fussing with your fringe in desperation to make it look the way it did before. Even though you know nothing you can do now will bring back its length, you still try everything- anything to avoid facing George's reaction.

You're so caught up in your anguish that you fail to notice George's knocking on your front door. He waits patiently outside; when he still doesn't hear a response from you after a few long moments, he decides to let himself in.

"Y/N..? I'm here, love!" he calls out, waltzing in the door. He's clutching three paper bags in his hands, each containing food from your favorite drive-thru joint: one bag for you and two for him (you know how Geo feels about food). You pause and drop your comb onto the bathroom counter, panic seizing your body and mind. Oh shit, is all you can manage to think before you're practically sprinting to your bedroom, shutting your door as fast as humanly possible and locking it behind you. "Just a sec, Geo!" you shout back, hoping it's enough to keep him from searching for you.

Alone in your room you pace back and forth, struggling to talk yourself into going out there and revealing your new look to George. Oh, God... he's already here! How am I gonna do this? you ask yourself, scrambling to come up with some kind of solution or excuse to keep him from seeing you. I could tell him I suddenly came down with a cold and don't want to get him sick.. or better yet, crawl out the window and escape! He can't see me if I just run away... You entertain the idea for a few seconds, but you know better: Who am I kidding? He'd never fall for that.. and he doesn't deserve to be lied to, either- no more than I've already done this week..

The realization sinks in that your only option is to march straight out there and show him- now it's just a matter of working up the courage. Come on, it's Geo we're talking about- he'd never leave me, not over something like this, you reassure yourself.

He's my boyfriend, for crying out loud- he loves me, regardless of shallow shit like looks! you seem to remember. George thinks I look great no matter what I do with my hair... yeah! I can do this! you think, striding over to your bed and grasping your phone to take with you.

As you lift it from the pillow, a notification catches your eye- it's from George.

How did I miss this..? you wonder, before remembering you'd ditched your phone in favor of fussing with your hair in the bathroom mirror. You drag the notification menu down to expand the message- it reads:

i've missed you too, love <3 been lonely without you this week :/ i'm so happy you found some time to spend with your loving bf :P

You're instantly torn from your train of thought as you finish reading the text, a smile making its way across your face: What the hell am I even nervous for? Geo only cares that he gets to see me- and I'll make sure he gets a good, long look! you open the door and make your way to the dining room with determination, George's message granting you all the confidence you needed.

You reach the end of the hallway to discover George sitting at your dining table, already stuffing his face- and clearly enjoying himself (that man and his food..).

"Ahem," you clear your throat audibly to get his attention. George looks up from his meal and opens his (full) mouth to greet you, but stops in his tracks as he catches sight of your new look. Your boyfriend's eyes widen to the size of saucers as he takes in your appearance, slowly swallowing his mouthful of food and gazing at you in awe.

You smile timidly: "Well.. what do you think?"

George stands swiftly and nearly knocks his chair to the ground, immediately approaching you and engulfing you in a hug. You breathe in his scent and savor the feeling of his body against yours, having missed your love dearly. When George pulls back his wolf-toothed grin is wider than you've ever seen it, eyes sparkling with admiration. "Your hair looks incredible!" he exclaims, looking you over once more. "Can.. can I touch it?" he asks. "Of course, silly!" you chuckle, and you feel his thick fingers run through it- the sensation familiar, but a bit different now. "It's shorter than you usually go for, but I really like it- honest!" says George beaming, his large hand ruffling your hair affectionately. "Really? I was so nervous to show you.."

"Nervous?" he asks, incredulous; "I can't imagine why! I mean- I love your hair no matter what you do with it, but it really suits you," he tells you earnestly, finally shifting his gaze from the top of your head down to your eyes. "Thank you, Geo- that means so much to me," you say, relieved. "Of course, darling. I'm thankful to see you at all, but this is.. wow," your eye contact is short-lived as George goes back to admiring your new haircut, once again running his hands through the short locks. You grin and close your eyes, relishing the feeling of his touch. At long last, you're able to enjoy the rest of your evening with the love of your life ♡

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Trans Man!Reader X Beatles headcanons/How they'd support a trans (FTM) partner + help them through dysphoria 💙💙💙

(lengthy title, I know ^^' this amazing request is from @anonymous-blanket ! they originally asked for how the Beatles would help a trans [FTM] reader through dysphoria, but I sort of expanded it to add general headcanons- I hope you don't mind :) 💞)

⚠️⚠️⚠️DISCLAIMERS:⚠️⚠️⚠️

- I myself am a cis woman and this is solely based on the experiences my trans guy friends have been so kind as to share with me, as well as some of my own research on gender dysphoria and grounding techniques

- this is NOT entirely accurate to the 60s or 70s

- I have written these with the assumption that the reader has already come out and has transitioned or is currently transitioning; with that being said, none of the lads would ever out you or disclose your identity before you are ready to do so yourself/without your permission!

- all of the boys would respect your identity and address you by your name and preferred pronouns !!!

- please feel free to (kindly) correct me if any of this post is offensive or incorrect! I have written these headcanons with nothing but love and respect for the trans community ♡

Paul:

when you come out to Paul (if you were together before you began your transition), he's so proud of you for being your authentic self and so glad you're willing to share something like that with him

he immediately offers to take you out shopping and buy you a more masculine/comfortable wardrobe, as well as items such as boxers and binders if you want them

whenever you're up for it, Paul does your eyebrows and some masc contouring (if you ever want him to)- he's quite good with makeup, as he often does his own!

along with (of course) using your correct name and preferred pronouns, he showers you with gender-affirming nicknames and compliments ("my handsome man," "my prince," "dashing," "Adonis," etc.)

if you ever feel dysphoric about sitting down to pee, Paul reminds you that he also pees sitting down (hc)- "It's just more comfortable that way, no shame in it," he shrugs

he makes it a point to remind you how strong and handsome you are often

if you're having a particularly bad day and your dysphoria feels suffocating:

Paul respects your boundaries if you want to be left alone or don't want to be touched

he stays close to you and holds your hand if/as soon as you're okay with it

he tries to take your mind off of your discomfort and ground you by serenading you with your favorite songs

he listens attentively if you just want to vent, and gives you plenty of reassurance and words of comfort/validation if you need them

Paul reminds you that however you want to present is valid and that you are still, of course, a man- regardless of idiots who may tell you otherwise

"How can you not look like a man...? You are a man, love" ♡

John:

when you come out to John (if you were together before you began your transition), he talks you through everything you're feeling and listens intently when you share your experience with him

he suggests going to therapy if you feel like it'd be beneficial (he attends therapy sessions as well- hc)

he immediately assures you that he'll beat the living daylights out of anyone who dares to deadname or misgender you

John (without an ounce of subtlety) corrects anybody who uses the wrong pronouns to refer to you

he makes sure you know and always remember that your identity is valid

if you're comfortable with it, John places pride pins on his leather and denim jackets- regardless of the comments people make

he will absolutely go off on bigoted and closed-minded interviewers/reporters who question your identity or your relationship

John accompanies you into the men's restroom if you're nervous (and if you want him to) and will tell off/uppercut anyone who even looks at you the wrong way

if you're having a particularly bad day and your dysphoria feels suffocating:

John reminds you that your body doesn't dictate your gender and that your identity is 100% valid

he offers his clothes for you to wear if that would make you more comfortable

he helps ground you and distract you from your discomfort by putting on a silly movie for you to watch (together, if you'd like)

John carries his/your cat into your bedroom and places them in your lap for cuddles and purrs

he reminds you of what a hot, sexy stud you are ;)

"A... woman?? That's the dumbest thing I've ever 'eard. You can't 'look like a woman,' you ain't one- you're a man, love"

John tells you he can't wait until the day you become his husband ♡

George:

when you come out to George (if you were in a relationship before you began your transition), he sits patiently and listens as you share your feelings and experience with him

on his next trip out to the store, he buys doubles of all the masculine-scented hygiene products he usually purchases (body wash, deodorant, shampoo, etc.), as well as some extra boxers in your size in case you'd want them

when he arrives back home, he wordlessly places the items in your shared bathroom/dresser so you have access to all of them, but won't have to ask if you aren't comfortable enough to yet

he's very mindful about using your correct name and pronouns from the moment you come out to him

George supports you if you're on T and gives you daily reminders, or advocates for you if you aren't and want to be

he supports you equally if you don't want to start T at all!

he reminds you that your presentation doesn't invalidate your identity

he refers to you as "my boyfriend" or "my man," and tells you that you look sexy, dashing, and handsome ;)

if you're having a particularly bad day and your dysphoria feels suffocating:

George respects whatever you want to do and makes sure you're as comfy as possible if you just want to stay holed up in your bedroom for a while

he fetches you some comfy, baggy clothes in case you feel like disappearing into them for a bit, and offers you some of his clothes if you'd prefer them

he'll bring your pet into your room for some extra love and cuddle time

George will be considerate of your boundaries if you don't want to be touched, but stay by your side if you'll allow him

he's taught you how to meditate and will practice meditation with you as a grounding/relaxation strategy

"Remember, darling- your body doesn't dictate your gender. You are a man no matter what" ♡

Ringo:

when you come out to Ringo (if you were in a relationship before you began your transition), he is elated and relieved that you feel comfortable enough to share something like that with him

the next time you leave the house without Ringo, by the time you've arrived back home, he's set your entire dining room up like a gender reveal party: complete with an It's a Boy! banner and everything blue he could find (it's overkill, but he means well)

on the table is a care package he's bought and assembled for you

in it, he's included plenty of masc-scented soap/deoderant/shampoo, boxers, a pricey and great-quality binder (if you've expressed that you want to bind), and a very thoughtful handwritten and decorated card

from then on and if/when you're ready, Ringo makes a point of (re)introducing you to everyone (and I mean everyone) as his boyfriend- you both love the sound of it!

he'll give you the most genuine, validating compliments out of nowhere

for example: the first time you watch your favorite show together after you've come out to him, Ringo admits that he's always thought you looked/sounded a lot like one of the main characters (who happens to be male)

if you're having a particularly bad day and your dysphoria feels suffocating:

if you're still alright with being touched, Ringo smothers you in one of his famous bear hugs and tells you that everything is okay and you're no less valid for feeling this way about your body

he brings your favorite snack/treat into your room for you to eat and enjoy

he'll sit on the bed and engage in honest conversation with you if you feel like venting; if not he brings you all of the pillows, blankets, and/or stuffed animals in the house- as well as any clothes you'd like to change into

he showers you with gender-affirming nicknames and compliments: "my handsome man," "my prince/king," "heartthrob," "hunk," "stud"... some of them silly, but all of them sincere

Ringo is sure to remind you that no matter what your body looks like or how you're feeling about it in this moment (and no matter what bigoted asswipes may say to either of you), you are just as valid and masculine as any other man:

"Because that's what you are, my love- a man!" ♡

Hi! Tysm for accepting my request. Could you please do it for FTM trans reader please? :)

Yes, of course love! :) 💕