Let’s celebrate !!Spoopy time!! later with “Watching Horror Movies” with the boyssss

I’ll be uploading this and maybe one or two other fics today. Hope you are having a lovely day when reading this ❤

.How they take care of you when you’re on your period.

.John.

• you’re sure you’ve seen John use two tampons to pretend they were vampire fangs lol
• tries to distract you with weird jokes and writing songs about blood
• but when he sees that you are going through a hard time, he drops the guitar and lies down with you
• says with a huge smile that you can use him as a pillow whenever you want
• one of the things he likes most is just lying down with you
• so being able to take care of you and be under the covers all day is something he loves
• even John’s voice tone is different at these times
• he becomes more serious, more attentive
• and you couldn’t love him more for it <3
• his hand, big and always very warm, caresses your belly all the time
• and he even insists on giving the food in your mouth
• although he needs to imitate an airplane in every spoonful and this can take a few minutes
• “Ye didn’t like my imitation warplane, luve? You’re lucky you’re sick, otherwise I would fight for my honor right now.”

.George.

• think tea solves everything lmao
• started researching more about plants that can help with your pain
• and now grows one of them just for that <3
• knows exactly when your period starts
• and it hurts him more than anything when you’re in pain
• he dramatically carries you around the house while the two of you laugh louder than anything
• likes to shower with you and massage your feet afterwards
• discovered, during research, that sex can help with pain
• and spread it to all the boys lmao
• likes to lie with his head on your belly (with a lot of little kisses)
• since you once said that weight and heat helped you feel better
• snuggles into you at night and whispers against your neck that if you need anything, just call him.
• “I’ll be right here, luve. Hope you can rest well.”

.Paul.

• this one I-
• where do I even begin
• doesn’t leave you alone for a second normally, imagine then when you don’t feel well
• asks every twenty seconds if you feel better
• swears that his kisses are miraculous and that he will cure you
• then proceeds to kiss your belly for five minutes straight
• making you almost cry from smiling so much
• suggests more than once that if you got pregnant, you wouldn’t have to go through this
• and start choosing the names of your children lmao
• makes you your favorite soup and eats with you
• does everything possible to make you happy and comfortable <3
• “Since I’ve already tried kissing your belly, y'know, I think we should try something more… intense, luve.”

.Ringo.

• doesn’t understand much about menstruation
• but do everything possible to make you feel as comfortable as possible
• gives you one new teddy bear a month
• and put his perfume on them, so you don’t feel alone when he needs to go out
• buys chocolate but ends up eating more than you lol
• always joins you in the bath and massages the soap on your back and hips deliciously
• really helps with back pain!
• but when he whispers if you want him to continue
• you are obligated to follow George’s research suggestion lmao
• “I’ll take care of you, dear. For the rest of my life if you want me to.”

BONUS

GEORGE

George opened his eyes, the frames on the walls perfectly reflecting the golden light that flooded the room through the window. He turned around excitedly to see you sleeping peacefully beside him, but to George’s surprise you were already awake.

“Good morning, love” He said, taking a hand to gently slide your skin under the covers. The smile on George’s face began to fade slowly as he looked more closely at your face “What’s the matter, dear?”

You had woken up before the sun this morning. Aroused by the intense pain, your cramps promised a long day of discomfort before the day even began.

“Good morning, my love” You replied, your voice weak from the pain “Nothing’s wrong, no need to worry. It’s just…”

Before you could even finish, George had done the math and understood what the problem was.

“Your little tummy hurts, isn’t it?” He asked, leaning closer to you and placing a long kiss on the side of your cheek.

“It’s the same as always, y'know, it’s no big deal” You stated, perhaps more to yourself than to George.

He could only imagine what you experienced during those periods, but he remembered very well the times he saw you crying in pain, or even the times you needed to be taken to the hospital for more intense medication.

After those times, George started to research, trying to gather as much information that could help you as possible.

“Love” He started to say, getting up from the bed and exposing his bare chest, “I’ll take care of you, alright? You just need to tell me what you need.”

You were secretly terrified of your mood swings affecting George, so you always tried to pull back a little. He would always bring your favorite candy or offer to run you a hot bath. George even began to plant in the garden a flower which, he researched, the tea could help with period pain. Basically, he deserved the world and you barely felt in those moments that you could return all that love.

“Georgie, I’m gonna be…” You started to say, when you felt your whole body writhe with a new wave of pain. George quickly moved to your side, bringing his hands gently to your stomach in an attempt to warm the spot. His face rested against your neck, whispering that he was right there and that he loved you.

When the new wave of pain wore off, George kissed your cheek more times than you could count, and promised he would take care of you instead of going to the studio with the guys.

Before you could even protest, he left the room announcing that he was going to prepare your special tea and bring more medicine and blankets.

“You just lie right there, and I’ll be back so we can lie together for the rest of the day” He announced from the doorway, smiling at the thought that he could spend the day by your side.

A few minutes later, through the window, you could see George picking the flower in the garden with a big smile on his face, excited to be able to help the love of his life.

PAUL

“Are ye feelin’ better?”

Paul’s voice conveyed the worry that had gripped him minutes ago when you announced that you couldn’t go with him to the studio tonight.

He was in bed, still wearing the black jacket and blue shirt he’d set aside for rehearsal, and your head rested against his lap. Taking turns caressing your face and stroking your hair, Paul had asked you more than seven times if you’d felt better in the past five minutes.

“Not yet, Paulie. I doubt I’ll feel any better today” You replied, already feeling exhausted “Until my period really comes I’m doomed to cramps.”

Paul gave a sad smile and took one of his hands to caress your stomach gently, knowing that your cramps could often be quite cruel.

“I’ll stay here with you, then” He announced, unable to tear his eyes away from the patch of skin on your stomach that his fingers had discovered “If you can’t go, I can’t go.”

“Paul, you can’t…” You tried to smile but felt a new contraction approaching. Seeing your eyes slam shut, he quickly climbed off the bed and dropped to his knees on the floor, his mouth just inches from your face.

“I’ll take care of you, love” Paul whispered as you felt the spasms of pain approaching “I’m going to get that new medicine now and there’s nothing you can say that will make me leave you alone.”

With a leap, he left the room. He returned a few minutes later, when the spasms had passed, with medicine and a glass of water.

He came back without his jacket or the blue shirt. The shoes, you knew, must have been thrown somewhere in the living room.

“Oh… I think dat just healed me” You joked, noticing Paul’s exposed shoulders and belly.

He gave a loud, genuine laugh, the kind that would light up any room “Wait till I tell you what George told me, luve.”

You made a questioning expression as you swallowed the medicine and Paul jumped on the bed again, this time pressing on your feet and giving small kisses to your legs.

You saw that he tried not to be distracted by the glow that his kisses aroused in your eyes, but Paul’s lips curved more and more in a smile as he approached your thighs.

“Apparently” He continued, in the most seductive voice in the world “Sex is great for cramps, dear.”

I didn’t forget about the requests! I got a few more (very amazing by the way) these days and they will all be updated on my masterlist by tomorrow. I hope to post at least a few in the next week. Hope you are all well <3

SUMMER DAY

Macca invites you to a day at the pool with the guys, and it’s the first time George sees you in a bikini.

F!Reader x George Harrison

The sun was uncomfortably against your eyes (damn you for not listening to Paul when he said to bring your glasses!) as you stepped out into the garden.

John and Ringo could easily be mistaken for children by anyone who passed by, such was the noise they made in the pool.

Paul, who had greeted you at the door wearing only his swim trunks and sunglasses, quickly handed you a glass that clinked with more ice cubes than you could count.

The sunny day really was the perfect invitation to spend the day on the water, but refreshing yourself with Paul’s whiskey and coke wouldn’t make you feel any more comfortable for what was about to happen.

Getting into your bathing suit in front of Paul was easy, since he was too busy watching Ringo in the water to even look in your direction. John and Ringo, on the other hand, were perfectly busy trying to climb on top of each other. It was George that worried you.

He was in the far corner of the garden, sitting on one of the armbands with his sunglasses and a camera. He laughed as he took pictures of the guys at the pool and Paul, posing exaggeratedly near the gate. George’s laugh brightened your day much more than the sun at the height of summer.

“Y/N is here!” Paul announced, drawing everyone eyes to you.

John waved at you, which gave Ringo enough time to attack him and push him to the bottom of the pool, making you laugh.

George, who was currently trying to light a cigarette, finally noticed your presence.

A long sip of coke and whiskey gave you enough courage for the next act.

You took off the dress you were wearing in a single movement, exposing the red bikini you’ve carefully chosen to get that exact reaction out of George. You saw his hand slowly return to the starting position, and the cigarette just dangle over his lips. George had never seen you in a bikini, and clearly he loved the sight.

So focused were you on observing your effect on George, you didn’t even notice that all the mess in the water had stopped and John was walking slowly towards you.

“Glad you took off your clothes, Y/N” You heard Paul scream laughing, finally making you see John “Because you’re about to get real wet.”

There was no time to even protest. In the next second you were in John’s lap being thrown into the pool. Ringo laughed frantically and George got up to photograph the scene. You came out of the water trying to decide whether to hit John or control your laughter.

“Glad I took a picture of you before dat” You heard George say, putting the camera down and reaching out to pull you out of the water “Before your hair went out in all directions like that, y'know.”

You grabbed George’s hand and pulled him into the pool without mercy. He went down with a loud scream, which sent Ringo into another fit of laughter.

“Let’s see if your hair looks good after this, luve” you said, watching as he tried to get to his feet in the water.

George just shook his hair a little and approached you in the water, taking advantage of John and Ringo being already distracted chasing Paul around the pool “Do I still look good?”

You couldn’t deny he did. Little drops of water trickled towards his mouth, his hair was falling over his eyes, now shining freely in your direction without his glasses, and his fangs jutted out in a beautiful smile for you.

“There’s no help for dat face of yours, Harrison” You said, splashing George’s face with water to push him away.

John grabbed your arm and pulled you against him “I love what you’re wearing” he whispered now that your legs were wrapped around his waist “It made you even more beautiful, if that’s possible.”

The thin fabric of the bikini wasn’t enough of a barrier for you not to feel the warmth and firmness of his body beneath yours, but hopefully George would think your red face was just an effect of the sun and not of the proximity you two shared.

You didn’t expect him to have the guts to be so open about the tension you’ve shared for weeks, but seeing him there flirting so shamelessly with you made you feel an absurd urge to lean down and kiss him.

But it wasn’t necessary, as George was already approaching, staring at your lips.

When your eyes were already closing, the sound of glass breaking took you two out of the private world you created in the water.

George looked around quickly, found one of the drinking glasses broken near the pool and Ringo standing there looking at John with the most guilty face in the world.

“It was John” was all he said before entering the house.

“I TOLD YOU TO STOP RUNNING AROUND THE POOL” George yelled, turning for a moment to kiss your cheek and whispering that he would be back in a moment, before hurrying to the edge to check if anyone was hurt.

You couldn’t control the smile, eagerly awaiting the moment when he would return and help cool off the heat you felt. Now much more than the sun, George was the reason you were grateful for the coolness of the water.

50 (kind of) random writing prompts!

1. “No double dipping”

2. “That mouth of yours, does it ever stop making noise”

3. “I guess my legs just won’t take me up the stairs. Looks like you’re gonna have to”

4. “I personally think you’re the biggest idiot I’ve ever met, but that’s just me.”

5. “Why won’t you let me kiss you already”

6. “I think skirts were made to cover up your bum not the opposite”

7. “No! Keep the lights on”

8. “Stop snoring you sound like an cow”

9. “Jesus, put a shirt on”

10. “Seven minutes in heaven is for teenagers”

11. “You’re acting like a toddler”

12. “Face it you’re mad at me for being cuter than you”

13. “I swear if I cry you have to buy me dinner”

14. “You’re a pig”

15. “If you take one more fry I will kill you”

16. “Keeps your elbows off the table”

17. “It’s your turn to cook”

18. “This cake tastes like crap”

19. “You know one day I’m just going to stop buying new TVs”

20. “Are you sure you can count to 10”

21. “Your driving is absolute garbage”

22. “Where did you hide my keys this time”

23. “Pass the salt before I have a break down”

24. “Slam that door one more time and I’ll shove my foot straight up your *insert profanity*”

25. “Why do you have to be so annoying yet so perfect all the time”

26. “Why are my bed sheets wet”

27. “Jesus Christ! Knock next time would you”

28. “It’s not that bad”

29. “I’m over here trying to sleep and your over there trying to get into my pants”

30. “Your shirt looks like it was drug through the mud”

31. “Oh my lord fix your hair, it looks like a birds nest”

32. “Stop! You’re making my ears bleed”

33. “You were the ugliest child that I have ever seen”

34. “Your mom thinks I’m an idiot”

35. “Oh quit your whining”

36. “Do you have a mute button”

37. “Is annoying people a hobby of yours, because if so maybe you should try knitting”

38. “How many photos can one have of a person”

39. “You have money go and get yourself a blanket that’s not mine”

40. “Sometimes I think you’re very cute other times i want to bash your head in”

41. “It must be impossible living with you”

42. “Roses are so cliché, so get me roses”

43. “You’re awfully cute when you’re not talking”

45. “I don’t feel like doing it therefore you have to”

46. “You’re breath smells like a sewer”

47. “It’s called reading maybe you should try it sometime”

48. “There is a thing called chairs, love”

49. “Well it’s kind of hard to move when you’re sitting on my lap”

50. “Come on just one more kiss”

Queen/BoRhap writing prompts!

These can be used for any fandom but I had both Queenandthe Beatles in mind while writing these. This is my first time doing this but I figured if I’m not going to write a fic why not help others out! I hope these aren’t crappy, oops.

1. “Why are your lips so god damn soft”

2. “You’re such a tease”

3. “You’re hot when you’re mad”

4. “Stop blushing so much people are gonna start wondering”

5. “What if (band members/persons name) walks in”

6. “Turn on the lights I want to see your face”

7. “Why would he write a song about me”

8. “It’ll be our little secret”

9. “Tell me how does one dance so badly”

10. “Cause I love you.” “Yah?” “Yah yah.” [that was so bad and cheesy]

11. “We are at an important dinner we can’t just leave”

12. “I’m tired of scrabble, how about a game of truth or dare”

13. “Pinky promise”

14. “You have horrible taste in music”

15. “Shirts have buttons for a reason”

16. “Take a picture it’ll last longer”

17 “If I’m that bad then come teach me”

18. “That skirt’s awfully short”

19. “Quiet down someone is going to hear us”

20. “Don’t call me cute. I’m not cute”

-I’ll be making more of these for sure but this was my first time making a prompt list and I don’t really know if I did it right but eh. Also sorry that they’re bad I’m just not that creative, oof. (sorry that it’s so short I’ll try and make some longers lists but for my first one this should be good-ish)

I’m going to Gran Canaria for two months, so I got some apps to keep playing my instruments. This is the result:

I hate him but I STILL wanna suck his dick.

WhO GAVE HIM THE RIGHT

Person: W-

Me: let’s tAK ABOUT P OL

Me, When ever I see a picture of Paul McCartney or George Harrison

THE BEATLES (1963 & 1967)