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Beatles X Model!Reader Headcanons

(this prompt was requested by the lovely @sugaredlavenderhearts 💕 hope you all enjoy this one!!)

John

John is incredibly (and perhaps a bit overly) protective of you, always reviewing gigs before you take them on to be sure they aren't exploitative or suspicious in any way

he basically acts as a second agent/manager

your career as a model tends to bring out the jealous and possessive aspects of John's personality

despite this, he really enjoys exploring different aesthetics and getting to play around with art and photography with you

he appreciates your artistic side and loves to collaborate with you on creative projects and experimental photoshoots, adding some excitement to your portfolio

you two mesh very well, your modeling skills blending seamlessly with John's own artistic vision

he also won't pass up the chance to brag about your looks and talent in conversation with the other lads

Paul

Paul takes a genuine interest in your career, offering encouragement every step of the way

he attends every show and photoshoot to show his support - and to see his gorgeous partner in action, of course

he'll often coordinate his outfits to match yours when the two of you go out on dates or to events

he loves nothing more than to show you off and wants everyone to see the two of you together

he can't help but shower you with compliments whenever possible

you're 100% Paul's creative muse and artistic inspiration

he's written countless love songs inspired by your elegance and beauty, expressing his admiration for you through his music

George

George deeply admires your ability to express yourself through fashion

he respects your dedication to your craft and you provide him with a deeper understanding of the art form

he loves to offer his perspective and insight on different shoots and projects you take part in, not afraid to speak up when he feels strongly about a creative decision or idea

during interviews, he often shifts the focus of the conversation to you and your accomplishments, beaming with pride as he speaks about you

he promotes you whenever he gets the chance, using his influence to propel you further into the limelight

Ringo

Ringo would be your biggest cheerleader, attending every show and shoot you book

he enjoys acting as your companion at events, reveling in the excitement and glamor of the industry

he likes to joke around with you between takes, using his humor to get you to lighten up and to dispel any nerves that may get to you

he's fascinated by your experiences in the fast-paced world of fashion, listening attentively to every story you share with him

when you're alone together, Ringo loves to take his own headshots of you, making silly faces behind the camera to get more genuine smiles and capture some candid shots of his gorgeous partner

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

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

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

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

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

How they'd comfort you after a SH episode

(thank you to anon for this request!! I know this is a sensitive subject for many so I understand the decision to skip this one ❣️ those who choose to read on, I hope you enjoy!)

⚠️⚠️⚠️ TW: SELF-HARM ⚠️⚠️⚠️

John

John is immediately panicked and uneasy at the sight of you this way

he's seen his fair share of blood, but never that of someone he loves so dearly

for once he's at a loss, no longer his usual smooth and confident self

he stumbles over his words and mumbles reassurances under his breath, hoping to provide you some sense of comfort while he gets his thoughts in order

he knows this isn't something he can joke his way around

John cleans and bandages you up, having done the same for himself countless times following the frequent fights of his youth

he gives you one of his T-shirts to borrow and settles onto the bed next to you

he shares his own thoughts and struggles with you, wanting you to feel less alone

John doesn't have much to offer in the way of coping strategies or outlets, as he isn't exactly the best at managing his own emotions

instead he rubs your back and shushes you, rambling and sharing mindless stories to take your mind off of things until you're able to drift off to sleep

Paul

Paul's doe eyes fill with tears at the sight of your fresh wounds, threatening to spill over before he takes a deep breath to calm his nerves

he mentally scolds himself, knowing he has to hold it together so as not to upset his beloved any further

he takes a gentle and nurturing approach the delicate situation at hand, slowly stepping closer to you and placing a comforting hand on your shoulder

Paul offers endless words of reassurance, telling you how beautiful you are and reminding you that you're the light of his life and the strongest person he knows

he helps you clean up if you allow him, gingerly patting your skin with a dampened cloth

he places gentle kisses on your forehead and strokes your hair, using his thumbs to wipe away your tears as he finally lets his own slip down his ruddy cheeks

when you're clean and settled into bed, Paul picks up his guitar and begins to strum

he plays you a soothing melody, hoping the soft chords and lilt of his voice will lull you to sleep so you can rest and recover

George

George approaches the situation with a calm but serious demeanor

he is deeply concerned for you, but understands your pain and doesn't want to push you to open up to him before you're ready

he soaks a washcloth in cool water and dabs it on your skin to clean you up

he'll fetch you a clean set of clothing to make sure you're comfortable and cared for

though he doesn't want to pry, a quiet voice in his head urges him to help you work through your overwhelming emotions

the man of few words suddenly finds much to say, offering wisdom from his own spiritual practices and beliefs

he emphasizes the importance of finding inner peace and grounding yourself before granting you some time to process his words

when you're ready, George walks you through a guided meditation and some mindful breathing techniques, hoping to bring you some peace of mind

Ringo

Ringo is devastated and doesn't quite understand the situation or what may have led you to do this

he wonders how the one he adores so much could ever want to cause such harm to themselves

he offers to do or bring you anything you need, desperate to remedy the situation

he rifles through the bathroom cabinet for bandages, finally coming across a small metal tin

Ringo rushes over to kneel by your side and begins to place the adhesive bandages over your wounds

being the supportive partner he is, he's so blinded by his dedication to caring for you that he doesn't seem to notice the bandages are far too small

when he gets to the fifth one you fail to stifle a laugh, amused by his determination to make them fit

his face lights up when he hears you laugh - the most melodic sound he could ever imagine

he tries to cheer you up with his usual nonsensical Ringo-isms, lightening your mood and easing your worries with talk of silly fantasies and reminders of your happiest memories together

hiii i really like your posts and your blog! if possible could you do the boys and (male) s/o who has trouble expressing his emotions?? thank you!!

hiii thank you! of course I can :) would you prefer headcanons for each or all of them at once?

Teddy Boy!John Lennon X Modern!Reader - Smoke & Serendipity 🚬 (Part 2)

(thank you all for the overwhelming amount of love and praise for Smoke & Serendipity!! I hope this continuation lives up to your expectations 💕 enjoy!)

As John's figure disappears down the bustling streets, you're left standing in the alleyway, unable to shake the feeling of excitement and uncertainty swirling in your mind. The invitation to his band's gig at the Cavern Club hangs in the air, tempting you with the promise of adventure in this unfamiliar era.

You glance down at your attire once more, realizing that if you're going to fit in at this gig, you'll need a drastic wardrobe change. With determination powering every step, you set off to find the nearest clothing store, navigating the winding streets with a newfound sense of purpose. The sights and sounds of 1950s Liverpool flood your senses, fueling your excitement for the night ahead.

After what feels like an eternity of searching, you finally stumble upon a quaint boutique tucked away in a corner of the city. The bell above the door chimes as you step inside, greeted by the scent of mothballs and starched fabric. Rows of vintage clothing line the racks, each piece seemingly plucked straight from the pages of a decades-old magazine.

As you sift through the hangers and peruse the displays, your eyes land on a striking ensemble that catches your attention: a sleek leather jacket paired with tailored trousers and a fitted blouse. Eager to try it on, you gather the pieces and head to the fitting room, more than ready to shed your outdated attire in favor of something more fitting for the era.

Emerging from the stall, you catch a glimpse of your reflection in the dusty mirror and marvel at the transformation before you. The leather jacket fits like a second skin, the trousers hugging your frame in all the right places. With a satisfied smile, you pay for your new digs and step out onto the street, feeling like a different person entirely.

With your confidence renewed and your wardrobe updated, you set off once more in search of the Cavern Club, keen to make the most of your unexpected journey through time. You find yourself wondering what adventures await you at the club, and what role John and his band will play in your journey back to the present.

Anticipation builds as you approach the venue, the neon lights of the city illuminating your path ahead. With each step, you can feel the energetic atmosphere around you, the pulse of rock 'n' roll echoing through the air.

Stepping inside the dimly-lit club, the sound of live music spills out into the streets and you're greeted by the sight of a packed crowd, swaying to its rhythm. The air is thick with cigarette smoke and the smell of stale beer, adding to the gritty charm of the underground venue.

You push your way through the throngs of people, scanning the crowd for any sign of John. Finally, you spot him in the corner of the room, his unmistakable silhouette illuminated by the glow of the stage lights.

Making your way over to him, you can't help but feel a surge of excitement mingled with nervousness. You catch his eye, offering a small wave and smile as he greets you with a sly grin of his own.

"Well, well, well. Look who decided to show up," he teases, his voice barely audible over the roar of the crowd.

"I couldn't resist," you reply, raising your voice to be heard over the din. "Besides, I just had to see what all the fuss was about."

John chuckles and nods toward the stage, where his bandmates are now tuning their instruments in preparation for their set.

"Just wait until you hear us play." Smug confidence is evident in his voice, that much is obvious- but just underneath, you swear you can detect the smallest hint of anxiety.

"We're going to blow your mind."

As the band takes the stage and launches into their first song, you find yourself swept up in the electrifying energy of the performance. The pure passion and talent demonstrated in their music resonate deeply with you, transcending the boundaries of time and space. John's voice cuts through the noise, raw and unfiltered, sending pleasant shivers down your spine. Enchanted by the pulsing beat of the drums and the warmth of the crowd, you feel more alive than you ever have before.

Lost in the music and company, you forget, if only for a moment, about the pressing question of how to return to your own time. For now, you're content to simply live in the present (or rather, the past), embracing the adventure and spontaneity of your unexpected journey. But as the final chords fade away and the lights come up, reality comes crashing back down around you.

With a heavy heart, you make your way toward the exit, the echoes of the music still ringing in your ears. But as you step out into the cool night air, a voice calls out from behind you.

"Hey, where do you think you're going?"

John's voice cuts through the darkness and shakes you from your train of thought. You turn to face him, a bittersweet smile playing at your lips.

"I... I have to go," you sigh, your voice wavering with uncertainty. But when you ponder your situation a moment longer, you come to the realization that you haven't considered where you're going to sleep - if you're even able to with everything weighing on your mind.

John snaps you back to attention with a dismissive wave of his hand.

"Sure ya don't! It's Friday night, after all. Unless you just aren't interested in me, which I can't imagine is true." He takes a step closer and quirks an eyebrow at you, awaiting your reply to his bold suggestion.

"Is this your way of inviting me back to your place?"

He shrugs, trying to look nonchalant but secretly hoping you'll accept. You consider the possibility - on one hand, it's another night away from your own time. But on the other, you still have no clue how you'll get back to the present. And in the meantime, a comfy bed and a roof over your head would be nice.

"If so... sure. Why not?" You smile and look to John, whose face lights up as you finally your decision.

"Well, what are we waiting for then?"

John takes your hand in his and pulls you along behind him. You stumble over your own feet as you try to match his pace, giggling all the while.

Though the path back to your own time remains uncertain, you can't help but feel hopeful, reinvigorated with a newfound sense of belonging in this unfamiliar era.

John Lennon X Insomniac!Reader - Midnight Memories 💤

(here is John's version of the previous prompt requested by anon!! hope you all are having a lovely day or night, wherever you are ✨️)

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John sat cross-legged at his desk, surrounded by scattered sheets of paper and pencil shavings. His fingers danced across the blank page of his workbook, sketching out intricate designs that seemed to materialize from the depths of his imagination.

He rubbed his tired eyes, trying to shake off the fog of exhaustion that threatened to consume him. It was another sleepless night, the hours slipping away like sand through his fingers.

He glanced at the clock, the ever-moving hands seemingly mocking his plight. He knew he should try to rest, but his mind raced with thoughts and ideas, refusing to be silenced. With a frustrated sigh, he pushed himself away from the desk and wandered into the living room.

You were already there, curled up on the couch, the soft glow of the television illuminating the otherwise dark space as you flipped through the channels in search of something to watch. You were suddenly shaken from your dull trance by approaching footsteps. You turned your head to identify the source of the sound, your face drawn with the weight of sleeplessness.

John made his way to your side, perching on the arm of the couch and brushing a lock of hair from your forehead.

"You too, huh?" he asked, his voice tinged with sympathy.

You shook your head with a frustrated groan. "It's like my mind won't shut off."

With a determined nod and no hesitation, John reached for the remote, taking it in hand and aiming it at the television set. He browsed the pay-per-view catalog for only a moment before selecting a beloved classic, one that held a special place in both of your hearts.

As the familiar theme music filled the room, he settled himself on the couch, sinking into the cushions beside you. You curled up next to John, the warmth of his body a comforting presence in the dimly-lit room. Together, you lost yourselves in the world unfolding onscreen, the characters and storyline drawing you in with their timeless charm and offering a welcome distraction from the turmoil of your mind.

With each passing moment the weight of insomnia began to lift, replaced by a sense of nostalgia and familiarity. As dawn approached and the first rays of morning sunshine slipped through the curtains, you found yourself leaning against John's shoulder, the rhythm of his heartbeat a soothing panacea. The gentle hum of the TV droned on, guiding you ever closer to the elusive embrace of sleep.

After a while, John looked down to see your eyelids shut, a peaceful expression gracing your features.

"Sleep well, love," he whispered, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead.

As he watched you drift off into slumber at last, John felt a sense of calm wash over him and he settled further into the plush upholstery of the couch. He closed his eyes, letting the rhythm of onscreen dialogue carry him away as he realized that sometimes, the most meaningful moments happen when the rest of the world is fast asleep.

🐞 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!

Where they like to be kissed 💋

(thank you to @stroopwafelgod for this lovely request! hope you like it 💖)

⚠️⚠️⚠️ SLIGHT/IMPLIED NSFW ⚠️⚠️⚠️

Paul:

Paul enjoys all of your kisses near-equally, but if he had to pick a favorite location it'd be his cheek

whenever you bless Paul with a cheek kiss, his attention is stolen away from whatever he was doing and he touches his fingertips to the spot, a cheeky grin making its way onto his face

the sensation makes him feel bubbly and tingly inside, the impression of your lips electric on his skin and the feeling lingering long after you've placed the kiss

if he wasn't expecting it he'll blush all over- even up to his ears, the pink tint obvious and impossible to hide due to his fair complexion

chaste kisses or the little ones you press to his jawline turn him on so much- the soft and supple quality of your lips, how subtly you can sneak them in when the other lads are present..

especially if you whisper sweet nothings into his ear or place a hand on his thigh along with it

he'll be left a stuttering, red-faced mess and you'll have him wrapped around your finger- even moreso than you already do ♡

John:

though he tries to downplay his love for them, John particularly enjoys your forehead kisses

he likes the feeling of your fingertips brushing his fringe out of the way so gently, with such care and tenderness

they let him know he's safe with you and he's able to let his guard down for once

those little kisses, however inconsequential they may seem to you, make him feel so loved and cared for- something he hasn't experienced since early childhood, if at all really

when you press your lips to John's forehead he smiles ear to ear, a subtle blush creeping across his cheeks and nose

he'll try to blow it off by returning the kiss (often on your lips or cheek) and ruffling your hair affectionately, but those kisses really do make an impact on him

he only feels comfortable and close enough to relax and drop his guard like that around you..

and he'd practically die if any of the other lads saw how much of a softie he actually is and how much he melts for you ♡

George:

George really, and I mean really likes your neck kisses

they're so lovely and pleasing to him, and the sensation of your supple lips on his skin drives him crazy every time

he'll tilt his head back to expose more skin to your lips, so you can reach every spot and get even more kisses in

he adores it when you travel up to his jawline or down to the nape of his neck- even the junction between his neck and shoulder

George lets out the most beautiful moans (and even little grunts and growls, especially if he's trying to keep quiet) when you lick, suck, or bite the sensitive skin there

your kisses and nips turn him on so much and drive him wild- as well as allowing him to relax and give in to the feeling of your soft lips on him

George also really enjoys seeing the marks you've left on him after you're finished- and doesn't hesitate to ask for even more next time ;)

Ringo:

in Ringo's mind, the best feeling in the world is your lips against his as you capture them in a passionate kiss

especially when you're so overwhelmed with excitement or emotion you can't help but pull him close and press your lips together

you both just melt into the kiss, so lovesick and smitten with one another that you feel like the only two people on earth

Ringo knows he has quite nice, enviable full lips and you don't hesitate to remind him often (with smooches, of course):

particularly when he's said or done something that really tickles you and causes the both of you to belly laugh

you place a hand on either side of his face and look deep into his eyes, the two of you beaming as you pull him in for a good, long snog~

he also really enjoys the gentle pecks you give him when he's distracted or with the other lads

his grin will grow so wide and he'll immediately return your kiss wherever he can- lips, cheek, forehead- without a care in the world of what the others think (which is usually just 'Awww' anyway)

Ringo is also quite fond of the kisses you place to the corners of his lips- however, you tend to reserve those for when you want him to follow you into the bedroom ;)

how they would react to you wanting to be dominant in the bedroom?

ooh, that's a good one! requests are closed at the moment as I already have a few to work on, but I'll add it to my list for sure :) 💖