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imagine-mokey · 3 months

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A McLennon!

John's in white and Paul's in pink! Such a cute couple!

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pansextastic · 18 days

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McLennon, Paul and John

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fantasneeze · 4 months

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I saw this cute template and wanted to play! Here are some of my favorite Beatles fics I've read this year. Thanks to the amazing authors in the fandom who write great stories for us all to enjoy! Links under the cut 🩶

Dawn Patrol by @scurator

always to return to me by @pauls1967moustache

believe me when i tell you by @zilabee

Sleeping Sand, Morning Moon by @dailyhowl

Cinephile by @unchaineddaisychain

well, how did I get here? by @theoldmixer

Très bien ensemble by @javelinbk

The Flatmates by @merseydreams

February in New Orleans by @eveepe

And many thanks to @mostlymaudlin for the fun game! 🌝

#lots of great stuff this year!#thanks beatle people #<333 #also i've been atrocious about leaving comments this year #which i realized as i was looking up these links #must do better next year!#need to appreciate my faves 🫡#fic recs #fan fiction #2023 wrapped

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harrisongslimited · 2 months

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George Chapter of the Day

Hi Happy Beatle and tumblr Families! I'm working on a Beatles fanfic and to be honest, I'd love your opinions. I don't profess to be a great writer or anything...it's just that I've been a Beatles fan a long time, and stories have been buzzing around in my head forever. So I thought putting the stories down on paper would be fun..(or why I've gone stark raving mad). If it sucks beyond measure I will take it down and say goodbye to that magnificent writing career I'm going for. (Right).

I've read many of your stories and must say we have a talented bunch posting here! I'm a big hockey fan, so I'm enjoying those fanfics. I may tackle one on Brandon Hagel when I finish my Beatles story.

Anyway, I'm going to post the synopsis, trigger warnings, and first chapter very soon. I will also keep up my George Picture of the Day, which has been a lot of fun to do. And thank you for correcting my errors!

Thanks to the tumblr and Beatle families from harrisongslimited.

#the beatles #beatles #george harrison #john lennon #paul mccartney #beatles fanfiction #george chapter of the day #fanfic #beatles fanfic #beatlemania #writing #writing on tumblr #fan fic writing

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thebeatles-world · 1 year

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I still want you

Summary: George is in the recording studio with john, Ringo, and Paul and they are recording the song “I Want You (She’s So Heavy).”

While they are recording the song, George thinks about the argument that you guys had this morning and the other fights that you guys had previously which make him feel emotional so he secretly dedicates this song to you while singing and playing his guitar.

George’s P.O.V

I got to the studio running a few minutes behind. Me and Y/N got into a huge argument earlier today which made me run to the studio a bit late.

It was tough. Our marriage was going through a rocky road and I didn’t know what to do about it. The fights, the pettiness between me and her, the battle that we go through together. It was just tough.

I sighed as I put on my headphones and started strumming my guitar.

“There ye are! I thought you weren’t going to show up today.” I heard Paul say to me.

I nodded at him, still strumming my guitar.

I tried not to show my emotions in front of my bandmates. I didn’t want my mates to know that I was stressing out over my marriage.

“Alright, are we ready? Let’s begin recording.” I heard John say.

As we started with the intro, my mind came back to thinking about Y/N.

I want you

I want you so bad

I want you

I want you so bad

It's driving me mad, it's driving me mad.

I started to have a flashback of me and y/n arguing one night…

“I told you to wash the dishes! That’s one simple chore I ask you to do George!” Y/N crossed her arms as she was getting frustrated at me.

“Whatever. I was having a stressful day at the studio Y/N. I can’t even come to my own home and have quality time with my wife. This is such rubbish!” I slammed my hand on the table.

“You don’t have to act like that George. All I ask is one thing and that’s it! That’s it! You don’t have to take your anger out on me.” Y/N begins to raise her voice at me.

“Oh right then. This is all my fault I suppose. Over some lousy dishes.” I shook my head in anger and headed towards our bedroom to cool down.

…

I looked over at my music notes sadly, still strumming my guitar. That memory played over my head once more before I concentrate on playing my guitar.

“Get back to work George,” I told myself, still playing my guitar.

Or what about this morning when you and y/n got into a heated argument and you told her that you needed relationship counseling before you ended up walking out of the marriage?

*Another Flashback*

“Bloody hell, I can’t take this anymore. I really can’t Y/N. The arguments. This whole battle of us yelling at each other. I can’t take this anymore. It’s either me and you go to marriage counseling or I end up getting a divorce from you.” I threw my hands up in the air in frustration.

“George you can’t be serious.” Y/N looked shocked. Her face suddenly changed from angry to sad. It secretly broke my heart just to see her sad.

“Oh, I am y/n. I had enough. I’m tired of this rubbish.” I said and walked away from her.

*end of flashback*

“I shouldn’t have said that. I still love her. I don’t ever want to lose her to another man.” I thought to myself.

With a heavy heart, I continue to play my guitar. It was hard not to get Y/N off my mind. My heart felt broken just thinking about losing her. I didn’t want to toss out our marriage like that.

I started to put a lot of emotion into singing and playing the guitar at the same time as I thought about Y/N.

I want you

I want you so bad

I want you

I want you so bad

It's driving me mad, it's driving me

She's so

Heavy

Heavy, heavy, heavy

She's so

I sang emotionally and loudly just thinking about Y/N. This song was definitely for her. I wanted her so bad. I still want her. She always drove me mad, especially the first time I met her.

I continue singing emotionally and loudly while playing my guitar. I definitely did put a lot of emotions and effort into singing and playing the guitar. This song made me think of Y/N.

After we were finished singing and recording the song, I pulled out my headphones.

“Great job George, you had some wonderful vocals!” Paul said, patting my back.

“Yeah you could hear the emotions in his voice,” Ringo said.

“He must be going through something with Y/N.” John joked which made me chuckle.

I knew when I got home, I was going to bring Y/N some of her favorite flowers, cook her favorite dinner, run her a nice warm bath, apologize to her, and let her know that I still want her and I want her to be my wife for the rest of my life.

I was going to make love to her after her warm bath to show her that I adore her so much.

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beatleshalloween · 2 months

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I've decided to share this platform with any writer or artist who participated in a writing challenge from this page. If you have a story you want to promote, message me with the link and I'll share it here!

The requirement is it has to be Beatles related at least in connection with one or more of the band members.

Of course, during any challenge this will be paused until the challenge is over.

I look forward to seeing your work!

Much love!

✌️❤️⭐

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waveofahand · 5 months

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I found Theodore Horatio McLennon!

Readers of CARRY THAT WEIGHT (BOOKS I & II) have asked for a picture of Theodore, the Teddy Bear that John gives Paul, and that George buys tweedy clothes for (because he was upset by the "nekkid little bear") have asked to see what Theodore looks like. Here he is. Found him in a Signal's catalogue. Now you know. Isn't he a cutie? He's smaller than I had imagined, but very, very soft and huggy.

#CARRY THAT WEIGHT #MCLENNON FANDOM #BEATLES FAN FIC #MCLENNON FAN FICTION #THEODORE HORATIO MCLENNON

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get-back-homeward · 7 months

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shoutout to paco for this gutpunch

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#beatles fan #happy bday #john #this is why beatles fic exists #youtube comments #october 9 #beatles comments

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pie-of-flames · 8 months

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McLennon Fic: One Sweet Dream

For this prompt at the Beatles Kink Meme:

On tour, the boys have to share one room with two beds in it. John and Paul have to share. Paul has a dirty dream about John, and when he wakes up during the night, all hot and bothered, he convinces John to finish him off - but they have to be quiet, of course.

Paul jerks awake. Dripping with sweat, his pulse is racing, his rock-hard dick gripped in his hand. Curly pubic hair brushes against his fingers. Except for the soft snoring of Ringo in the other bed, the bedroom is dark and quiet. He takes a deep breath, trying to calm down.

Then his brain catches up. He was dreaming. About John. Having sex with him. In this bed.

Fuuuuck.

#mclennon fic #Beatles fan fic #Paul mccartney #John lennon #the beatles #my fic #I'm really nervous to post this #Beatles kink meme fill

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imagine-mokey · 2 months

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I really appreciate the variety of faces here! George, Paul, and John!

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pansextastic · 3 months

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McLennon!

John is looking snazzy and his pinstripe suit. Although Paul doesn't seem that please.

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alba17 · 1 year

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A ficlet inspired by this pic, a writing prompt I saw somewhere and having recently watched A Hard Day's Night.

Behind the scenes behind the scenes. Real cameras, fake cameras. Layers of artifice piled on each other. In the midst of it, John goofing, pretending to sing a love song about nobody. Kneeling in front of him, demanding Paul’s attention.

If I fell in love with you…

But this is real: John’s grin, the sparkle in his eye, nimble fingers strumming the chords for Paul’s ears.

If I give my heart to you…

Everything else falls away except John’s intent focus on Paul, his knowing smirk softened by an invisible plea.

If I trust in you, oh please, don’t run and hide…

Paul’s heart leaps at the words, transformed by John’s abject pose, his face beaming up at him. Oh. His chest warms and he finds himself leaning towards John, pulled by intangible threads.

I would love to love you…

A hot lick of desire tightens his trousers, hidden behind the bass. His gaze darts to John’s lips, forming words of love, then down to his kneeling thigh where the guitar rests, hiding secrets. When he shifts his eyes back to John’s face, it’s observant, flushed and heavy-eyed under Paul’s look.

If I fell in love with you…

The song ends and the movie crew starts gearing up for actual filming. John lays down his guitar and gestures to Paul with his eyes. Paul grabs John’s arm and drags him off, yelling to the director, “Ciggie break!” trying not to sound too desperate. John stumbles into him as they hurry off, somehow managing to get his hands all over Paul all at once, little touches that drive him insane. John brushes his lips against the shell of Paul’s ear, then murmurs, “Took you long enough to get the point.”

“You said it wasn’t about anybody real!”

“You know better than to take anything I say seriously. That was for them.” He nods his head back toward the set. “Today was for you.” He boxes Paul in against the wall and takes his face in his hands, looking fond. “Ye daft sod.” He kisses Paul on the lips. Paul melts, a wave of desire coursing through him. The kiss is soft and tentative at first, then when Paul returns the pressure, the it turns more intense. For a moment, Paul’s lost in this new world where he can touch John like this. They press against each other, frantic.

Paul breaks away panting when they hear a voice down the hall. “Not here. Dressing room.” George and Ringo are busy on set. Nobody can do anything until the stars get back anyway.

“Good idea.” John gives him one last lingering kiss, then they hurry down the hallway.

#mclennon #mclennon fic #John/paul #the beatles #Beatles fic #avoiding WIP #John lennon #Paul mccartney #my fic #fan fic

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harrisongslimited · 1 month

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George Chapter of the Day #6

I Saw Her Standing There

Trigger Warnings: swearing, adult situations, bullying

Chapter 6

"Where the hell have you been?" Allison greeted her.

"Staying with friends," Joie answered flatly.

"We are supposed to stick together you know," Allison reprimanded.

Joie just smiled. "Well, I'll be staying with some friends periodically. As a matter of fact, we can speak to the chaperone and maybe get you a new roommate."

"Hell no," she shot back. "I like having my own room. I'm gonna land me a Beatle if it's the last thing I do."

"Is that why you came here? To sleep with one of the Beatles?"

Allison waved a hand at her. "Why do you think any of these girls wanted to come? What are you? Stupid? Why the hell did you come?"

"Frankly, to see London..." Joie admitted, then threw in for good measure "and to see some old friends."

"Well have fun, roomie," she said. "I've got a plan I need to work on."

"So who are you after? John? Paul? George, Ringo?"

Allison threw her long blonde hair over her shoulder. "Doesn't matter, does it?"

Joie followed her a moment. "But Allison, they have lives, girlfriends...wives!"

Allison forced a wicked smile and repeated, "Doesn't matter...does it?"

Joie watched her as she followed the group of girls into a dressing room. She was totally out of her element. Yes, she found Paul attractive but it wouldn't go any farther than that. And then peeking in her mind was George. What she felt for him was....was....well, she didn't know what exactly, but she would never try to sleep with any of them. Truth be told, she wasn't ready to sleep with anyone. The farthest she and Charlie got was her battling him to stop trying to unzip her pants. He finally gave up and started dating Sheila Mattes, who boasted about helping boys unzip her pants.

Joie wanted to be in love. She wanted her first time to be something special...not just a quick grope in the back seat of a car during a drive in movie. She wanted flowers and romance and a loving courtship. Like in the romance novels she read or love stories she watched at the movies. Someone to take her away. Someone who would love Jordan and watch football with her dad.

She knew that boy was somewhere. She just needed to be smart and patient. Apparently, very patient.

..........

Victoria Brown was the woman who would show them the ropes at the studio. From what Joie could tell, it would be a lot of standing around, then some running after the boys, then a little screaming. Simple. Except that girls were disappearing at an alarming rate. "Wandering off" they called it. Victoria Brown knew they were trying to get to the Beatles and Victoria also knew the Beatles' wouldn't mind a quick one in the loo before a scene.

They were all instructed as to what to wear, where makeup was, where they were supposed to report and when. It was like a cattle call to Joie, but she didn't care. It was all new to her. Some of these other girls had actually been in movies that had been produced by their fathers, so it was old hat to them. But Joie was amazed at the organization.

By 3:30 they were done. Tuesday was going to be a free day and then Wednesday, they were going to start shooting "B" shots of the girls running, standing...waiting for the Beatles. The last scene, in about 4 weeks, was the concert. Joie couldn't wait for that.

She was getting ready to board the bus to go to the hotel when Victoria pulled her out of line. She instructed the bus driver to leave. Seems Joie was going to have a special driver of her own.

Part of her hoped it was Paul, but another part of her said it wasn't a good idea. She went back into the cavernous studio with Victoria and was told to wait in a small back studio.

And wait she did.

And waited. And waited.

Nothing.

She heard people milling around and finally a man came in questioning why she was there. Joie told him she asked to wait here. She showed him the note Victoria had given her. It said simply, "Wait for me in Studio B, Paul."

The man laughed. "You've been had little one," he said. "Someone pulled a trick on you."

Joie didn't know if she should tell the man that Paul had actually brought her to the studio in the morning...but decided against it. Why embarrass herself further? The man probably wouldn't believe her anyway. So this, apparently, was the way little rich Hollywood girls have their fun and games. Well, fuck you and the horse you rode in on. Their bullshit bothered her as much as a 70° day.

"Can you tell me how I can get a taxi?"

"Where are you going?"

Joie had to think. To Freda's? To the hotel?

She decided on the hotel. It was the easiest place to get to. "Shepparton Inn," she told him.

"I'll drive you."

"That's ok," Joie told him, not wanting to get into the car with a stranger. "I'll manage with a taxi."

The man shook his head. "Look, my name is Dick Lester. I'm directing this movie and I'm safe to get into a car with. Who the hell are you anyway?"

All Joie told him was that she was from California and hired as one of the extras. She added that she had gotten separated from her group.

"I think the group separated you from the sound of that note," he said gently.

She felt foolish and small. All she could think of is going back home and thoughts of home made her weepy. But she wasn't going to cry in front of a stranger. She fought and fought until tears welled in the corner of her eyes.

"I'm sorry," she told him. "I'm just a long way from home."

"For the first time?"

Joie nodded and blinked furiously to dry her tears. She took a deep breath.

"Look," he said sitting down before her. "go your own way. These other girls just want to bang a Beatle and go home. Probably some of them will. Others will make up stories that they did. Just go your own way and you'll be fine."

Joie took another breath and finally smiled. "Thanks Mr. Lester. That really helped."

"And I'll get my assistant to get you a taxi..."

"Thanks again."

"No problem. My pleasure. And don't let those other girls get to you."

"I won't."

Joie waited by the studio gate for a taxi, still not sure of where she was going. She had no way of getting a hold of Freda, who was probably at Brian's office, but Joie didn't know the phone number. The safest bet was to go to the hotel and call Freda later to let her know where she was.

She only waited a few moments when a green mini cooper pulled up beside her inside the gate.

"Need a ride?"

It was George, his dark eyes shining bright as he looked into hers.

Joie smiled in recognition. "You have no idea...."

Joie climbed into the passenger's side and George noticed she seemed to be a bit weepy. "I didn't know where to go."

"Just go to Freda's if anything ever happens or call Brian's office. I'll give you the number to ring."

Joie proceeded to tell him how the girls had tricked her with a note from Paul. And how she thought the note was really from Paul since he had picked her up.

George knew that the note was probably meant to do exactly what it did -- embarrass Joie, with a hug and kiss from the jealous extras in the peanut gallery, but he remained mute.

"How about dinner?" George suddenly asked. "there's a restaurant by our place where we won't be bothered."

"Our place?"

"Ringo's and mine. We live together for now until we find our own places. I'm looking out towards Esher. Ringo likes living in town."

"Is Esher far?"

"An hour outside London," he explained. "Not too far from John and Cyn's."

"We'll stop by my house to see if Ringo wants to come with us. Maybe Mo too."

#the beatles #beatles #george harrison #beatles fanfiction #i saw her standing there #john lennon #paul mccartney #ringo starr #ahdn 1964 #george harrison fanfic #george chapter of the day #fan fic writing #writing on tumblr #writing

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thebeatles-world · 1 year

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Press: George is it true that you and y/n are dating?

John, Ringo & Paul:

Imagine: You and George are dating secretly and John, Ringo, and Paul are helping you guys hide the relationship from the press. You can tell George is smiling when the press is asking him if you and he are dating.

#the beatles imagine #the beatles collection #the beatles #beatlemania #george harrison x reader #george harrison fan fiction #george harrison x y/n #george harrison fic #george harrison fandom #john lennon #ringo starr #paul mccarthy #george harrison headcannons

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javelinbk · 1 year

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An anon asked for fic requests, so I’ve of course overthought it…

(note: some of these are by my friends, but I wouldn’t recommend them if they weren’t good!)

The instant classics

Boy, You’ve Been a Naughty Girl, by obstinatrix @scurator - all of Obs’ fics are amazing, but this one (also known as BYBANG!) is a classic for a reason. And Obs says they don’t like it, so I will always bring it up because I’m evil

The Birthday Party, by @merseydreams - I know everyone went crazy for this one this summer, but for good reason! I even made my own fan art (see below, and you’re welcome)

On our way back home, by Kathleenishereagain - I’m not generally a fan of time travel fics, but I made an exception for this one. Great if you like a long fic!

The Pusher, by @unchaineddaisychain - another author you can’t go wrong with, but I’ve got a particular soft spot for this bad-boy-with-a-heart-of-gold fic

The AUs

Nobody can deny that there’s something there, by moonjockey @theoldmixer - what if the Beatles were big in 2012 instead of 1962, and could actually get some decent therapy!

only a northern song, by @stonedlennon - officially unfinished, but largely complete. A period au where Paul works in a record store and John is a dock worker.

You might well arsk, by @snugglesweaters. If I was a smarty-pants I’d call this an epistolary fic, but instead I’ll just say that this is a super cute AU where John works in a Starbucks and communicates with Paul through a notebook that he leaves in his shop.

The unfinished fics that will haunt me to my grave

Chaos & Creation in My Backyard, by @wicked--annabella - 90s/00s AU where J&P are friends but then lose touch for 12 years. Unfinished at the worst possible point!

Ten Minutes, by @chut-je-dors & @imaginebeatles - a surprisingly sweet fic where John works in a brothel and Paul is a customer and they absolutely do not have feelings for each other!

Sleeping Sand, Morning Moon, by thisbirdhadflown @dailyhowl - Paul is a grieving playwright who moves to a small seaside town and of course meets John. Super atmospheric and a gorgeous world that I can’t wait to return to.

I’m sure there’s loads more, but these are the main ones I thought of this time. Hope some of you find some new reads here! And as promised, my amazing Birthday Party fan art…

#fic recs #javelin reads #javelin fic recs part one #john and paul #beatles fanfiction #javelin’s fan art

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temozarela · 2 months

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sorry part 2 of miss you already is taking me a little while, i had a skin infection lmao

i’m at 3k words and around half way through (i think) so it’s gonna be a longer one

#still lowkey infected but nothing gets in between me and my suguru smut #thank you #ok and i also started a 300k+ beatles fan fic and i’m invested #we don’t talk about that

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