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george really was the it girl of beatles the prettiest member dating the prettiest girl wrote the most popular songs got bob dylan whipped for him etc etc. love u george

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Guitar Man - Cheryl/George

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when he’d successfully (and aggressively) shaken the half-cig out onto his palm, harrison turned his moppet nose toward her once more, only to find that the bird had stepped closer. “nah. liverpool.” his tone was dry, eyebrows raised, and his eyes half-lidded. “n’whur’re you from, then?” he turned his shoulders toward her, one leaning casually on the brick wall beside him as he lit the cigarette he’d wedged between his lips. in the dim light of the alleyway, he could see now that the girl was a little comely, and if she’d come to flirt— he’d have his best chances facing her straight on. after a generous pull on the little nub, harrison removed it, pinching the filter between his first and second finger and resting his arm at his side. “don’t tell me tha’s th’queen’s German.”

“Well, Liverpool is in the UK,” Cheryl laughed, delighted by the young man’s cheek.  He’d turned to face her now, and she could study his features more carefully in the dim light.  She squinted, frowning slightly as she could swear she recognized him from somewhere.

“I’m…from the United States….” she murmured idly, tilting her head as she racked her brain trying to think who he could be.  “But you look so familiar to me, it’s so strange.  Have you been to America?  I’ve never been to Hamburg or Liverpool….”  @forthriight​

“oh, an american,” harrison grinned at that, figuring from her laughter that they must be getting along somewhat. “s’pose we’re both a little lost.” he chuckled and took another drag then, eyeing the girl with an amused sort of curiosity as she squinted at him in the faint light coming off the strip. tried to think of how he could be familiar to a bird all the way from the states. for all he knew, she was making it up.  “i’ve never been to america, no. although i do like y’er records.” the guitarist said warmly. he dropped his ciggie, snuffing it out with the heel of his boot, and crossed his arms over his chest. now it was his turn to do the squinting.  “are all americans this forward? i mean... most people start by asking y’er name, y’know.” he said with a wry grin.    

#ckingsbury1967 #v; hamburg

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JOHN LENNON as GRIPWEED in HOW I WON THE WAR (1967) dir. Richard Lester

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modern beatles au drabble

“Hide th’stuff!”

George’s nasal bark does a great job of making it through the thin wood of the door Klaus is currently standing in front of. The German lad’s brows bend in bemusement as he stands out in the hall waiting for the Dark Horse himself to appear in the doorway. When he finally does, Harrison looks disheveled and far too awake behind the eyes. Klaus remembers when the boys discovered marijuana-- each of their puppy-dog eyes became impossibly sleepier. 

Whatever George is now is not that. Blue hues can’t help but scope around in an attempt to find the aforementioned ‘stuff’ as he lingers in the hall, and he has the decency to look shy about it though he’s chomping at the bit. Harrison’s been on a bit of a nonstop bender. They’re all a little worried about him. At the very least, he’s is smiling like he hasn’t done in weeks... so there’s that.  

“What’re ye standin’ about for ‘ey? Come in!” The guitarist laughs, clapping his companion on the shoulder to usher him into the apartment. There are about twelve other people in the tiny living room he shares with Lennon and McCartney (and sometimes their partners), and although Klaus knows that George dislikes parties, he seems to have found himself in the middle of one. Upon further inspection, perched on the last cushion of the couch with his legs crossed sits Bob Dylan, another musician about town who went to the same school as George. 

‘Of course he’d be here,’ Voormann thinks and tries not to be too bothered by it. George’s arm is still around his shoulders after all. 

“You look well today,” He says quietly, privately to the younger lad as he smiles. Harrison stares back with a muted grin on his face, like he’s just been given instructions in French. A beat passes as they stare at each other wordlessly, George’s dark eyes shifting just slightly as his attention wanders from freckle to freckle on the opposing mug. Just as Voorman moves to repeat himself, George interjects. 

“We’ve just been playin’ some tunes,” He offers eagerly, breaking off to reattach himself to the acoustic leaning beside Dylan, smiling all the while. “Ye ought to let us play somethin’ for ye.” 

“Okay,” Klaus titters, apprehensive in the face of all the excitement. This isn’t his George... not the George he’d come to see or the George he’d come to...  Harrison looks up at Dylan then and they share a secret smile that Klaus is almost pained to have caught. They begin the tune in tandem and Voormann feels his chest tighten as the lyrics pour out of two souls moving as one. The song is called ‘If Not For You’, and after the first appearance of the chorus, Klaus’ mind wanders to less painful things like where that “stuff” might be hiding. 

#my lil modern au #this is unfinished but #i love it a lot :) #i will post probably more info about it here #like soon #but for right now enjoy the year two love triangle between bob dylan klaus voormann and george :) #drabble; #modau

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things i love thinking about for a v specific Beatles modern au that I started in 2014:

- college band, they’re all going to NYU for various things and play at WSQ park a LOT

- John dormed only for the year he was there alone and once Paul made it, they found a scrubby apartment that was MUCH too small for the eventual three people who would live there

- George spent the night a LOT while he finished his final year of hs

- they have fuckin day jobs (all at the same little coffee place in the west village and everyone’s in love with them, their coworkers, their manager, their higher-ups)

- Sometimes!! The manager of said shop will let them play at the coffee place because it’s a wine n beer bar at night :)

- that manager ends up being Brian Epstein who decides he’ll spend his free time helping the bugs get gigs outside the coffee shop/WSQ park

- they play covers of psychedelic music (because we always operated like the Beatles were the only band displaced in time lol) and rock and roll and really lay into the “vintage” aesthetic

- George and John both balked when Paul suggested covering The Beach Boys (Paul’s like “we have to play pet sounds to be better than pet sounds fellas, no two ways about it”)

- George and Paul see each other for a little bit, which works out for the best because they have to share a room because… the apartment is a 2 bed LMAO

- Ringo is honestly just a customer who came in one time and left his info for the band after hearing them play and they all said yes we love it!!

- realistically they were probably like “!!! A drummer!!!” and puttered about for a little bit, invited ringo over, and ended up having a laugh and he was in

- they all briefly tried to be skateboard guys but after being CRIPPLINGLY embarrassed to skate in front of better skaters at WSQ park, decided they were too cool to skateboard

- after working with ringo as their drummer for a couple weeks they on-board him at their job, he’s everyone’s favorite kitchen guy (he has the personality of an nyc line cook go away)

- they have roof-top concerts quite often because they have roof access in their building and will ask other college bands to open for them to help out

- the exis are from a different college elsewhere in the city and happened to be in west village one night and caught the boys playing and said heLL YEAH so they then started making the commute to the west village every night to see their new fave band OR the exis also work at the same place and they all become codependent on one other as they bond over their current shared experiences. 

- the exis sign the lads up to take part in a pride march (as one of the things going on on the sidewalk as the march goes by) and they KILL IT (and they also walk in the parade the next day, it’s great, they’re carrying flags and signs and also just being like “wow look at what we’re doing!!!”) 

i will add more as i continue to think about it 

#ooc #i had to share because #this au has just grown with me and i love it dearly #maladaptive daydreaming perhaps??? i am not looking #i do not see it #anyway enjoy this or don't it's so highly specific #there's so much more but this is just recent stuff i've thought of to add to the whole thing

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“Who’s sayin’ what I’d do?”

There it is; the little sadistic beast within McCartney that only clacks its jaws for petty matters is tossed some gristle. He doesn’t question why George is biting, sometimes he’s just thrown a bone, especially when the other lad’s rather impassive sensibilities peel away into such rare form. He feels like he’s a thousand degrees, their antics causing him to break out in a  nervous sweat as they hot-box in the booth, their egos rollercoastering around the rails of their soaring brains. 

“I could read th’headlines now… Jelly Baby Harrison wanted f’er murder of rising pop star,” Paul muses, flexing the fingers of his one hand in a sensational gesture, “All that was left of ‘im were ‘is boots. Course, I’d ‘ave t’throw ye’ und’r the bus, y’see…”

“Carn’t be implicated in such matters. Not til the record’s finished, at least,” he drawls, lazily thumbing at the loopholes of the other’s trousers, pumping his hips teasingly as if their macabre musings were some fleeting and disgraced form of foreplay, “But I’ll visit ye’ in th’klink. Sort of riles me up, th’thought of bein’ with a jailbird.”

“Anyroad, how long do ye’ reckon you’ll keep me ‘ere like this, ye’ cock-tease? Y’er gonna ‘ave t’let me go. Ye’ can’t keep me from Michael forever,” he growls, doped out dark saucers glinting menacingly, “Would hate to ‘ave to resort t’violence.”

McCartney suddenly leans forward, grazing his lips along the slope of George’s neck before bestowing a loving nip, one that may bruise slightly, sometime later.

The mere mention of jelly babies, however clever the headline, causes the guitarist’s expression to sour under his mustache as he remembers having to plead for them to stop being launched at his head. The press would do something like that to him, wouldn’t they? He can imagine it well: being jerked about by some cop as they muscle through an angry mob outside the jail who are pelting him in revenge for taking their sweet Michael away, not with sticks or stones but with jelly babies. All because of some headline that probably would make it in the paper... if all the other hypotheticals fell into place. After a moment, the idea gives him a good chuckle, mainly because he cannot stand to dwell on it any further than appreciating the callback to their former career as near circus performers. He steps back into the conversation at the implication that McCartney would ever rat on him, and that earns a snicker as well, though this one is outward as his dark eyes watch familiar lips form the lie. Besides being Beatles and everything that comes with that title, he knows McCartney would sooner join in on evading the law with him than let his little mate from the school bus fry. If they’d been having this conversation some years earlier, they might be approaching a row right about now, but if one thing has gotten better through all these years, it’s their communication, so there is nothing left between them to be misconstrued and subsequently blown out of proportion.  Those pesky thumbs pulling him nearer reminds George that he isn’t just a head with (quite weighty) thoughts floating about, but that he does indeed still have a body and with as much grace as he can muster in this moment, Harrison steps into his companion at the silent invitation, bracketing the bassist’s legs between his own and sandwiching Paul against the wall.  “If I carn’t keep ye ‘ere, I’ll settle f’er suffocatin’ ye, ‘ow’s that sound, ye randy bastard?” He jokes, voice warm as it seeps out from a lazy and content grin, the bulb of his nose knocking against Paul’s smaller one. He’s high enough now that he’s lost the plot, content to drop the subject of the budding pop star under McCartney’s wing if he will-- after all, it seems there are more pressing matters to attend to. The tender nip goes straight to Harrison’s trousers in a warm jolt, and his mind wanders again, contemplating just how far the farmhouse is from where they stand currently. He’d be pleased to shuck their clothes right here and get on with it, but something stops him from making that happen. Instead, he launches his own counter, fixing the opposing pout with a deep and frankly needy kiss, a rough palm clumsily feeling around until it can worm its way behind and under Paul’s waistband for a firm grasp on one bare arsecheek. When he moves away this time, a little dizzy with desire, the guitarist leans backward coyly, his fingers still hooked now at the front of the other lad’s waistband to gently guide him forward. “Or ye could follow me ‘ome...,” He suggests, the curve of his simper all too telling of his true intentions as he slowly shuffles backward toward the door. “Surely we could work somethin’ out between th’two of us.” 

#xnowhereman #(ladies and gentlemen may i interest u in two grown men acting like teenagers )

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#george knows when to pepper in the gay #o no not him again!; joj #on and on it will always be; pol

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PAUL + GEORGE “The papers try and stir things and act like there’s some kind of problem, but at the end of the day, I love him, he’s my mate, and that’s all there is to it.” – George Harrison “I’ll always love him, he’s my baby brother.” – Paul McCartney

#o no not him again!; joj #on and on it will always be; pol

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(This is random,but do you know how many songs that are written for Paul by solo George? It feels like for every solo album he put, there is always one for him)

// this is my FAVORITE question hold on:

All Things Must Pass:

- Wah-Wah

- Isn’t It A Pity (see the “Hey Jude” ref @ the end)

- Run of the Mill

Living in the Material World:

- Sue Me, Sue You Blues (hILARIOUS to me)

Can’t think of any on Dark Horse, Extra Texture, or Thirty Three & 1/3…

George Harrison:

- Not Guilty (tho this is to both John and Paul)

I also can’t really think of any past that album, but if we wanna talk about songs I PRETEND George and Paul wrote about each other in my own little universe in my head where they were in love…. 👀

#ooc #the Beatles #George Harrison #Paul McCartney

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// after hanging on this blog for a bit and following other Beatles blogs I really like how the community engages with the Beatles story so I made a Beatles fan-blog that I can be ooc on and not feel guilty (because this is in fact not a stan acct but a roleplay blog). I also wanna compile things for the Beatles tv series that I’m writing on that blog so that will be a big part of it.

so if you’d like to, give a follow to @magicalhistorytour , there you go :)

#thx y’all #I’m doing ma #I’m gonna be a writer! #the beatles

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headcanon memes inspired by things i like, part 2. ⤿   inspired by my ocs

send in a symbol i’ll answer the corresponding question about my muse! 

[ 🤪 ] what is your muse’s sense of humour like? are they known for being joking, or serious?

[ 🪁 ] does your muse have a special talent or hobby they devote themselves to? why is this talent or hobby important to them?

[ 🩰 ] is there a type of fashion your muse prefers, or do they not pay attention to their appearance at all?

[ 🍮 ] is your muse intelligent academically? do they have any other intelligences?

[ 🧀 ] is there something your muse can’t live down, no matter how hard they try? what is it? if not, is there something your muse has said or done that embarrasses them?

[ 🦋 ] does your muse have any unconventional interests? what are they?

[ 😈 ] does your muse like to prank others? do they do so often?

[ 👨‍🏫 ] how much does your muse care about image? how would they react if something personal got leaked about them?

[ 🔇 ] is your muse a pushover, or do they tend to stand up for themselves?

[ 🪀 ] what was your muse’s childhood like? how did their upbringing affect them?

[ 🐺 ] does your muse have trouble relying on others? why or why not?

[ 👶 ] is your muse good with kids, or do they prefer to avoid them?

[ 🍔 ] what is your muse’s favourite food? is there a reason why they like it so much?

[ 🏳️‍🌈 ] how does your muse’s sexuality and gender identity impact their life? do you have any specific headcanons about it?

[ ⚖️ ] how does your muse feel about their job? what’s their dream career?

[ 👻 ] does your muse have regrets? what are some of their deepest ones?

[ 👑 ] how conventionally attractive is your muse? are they confident in their appearance, or are they more insecure?

[ 📢 ] what does your muse’s voice sound like? is it high-pitched, or deep? is it nasal or set in their chest? describe it in as much detail as you can.

[ 🤸‍♂️ ] how flexible is your muse physically? can they perform acrobatics? are they good at yoga?

[ ⚽️ ] is your muse athletic? are there any sports they like playing?

[ 🌺 ] what is your muse’s relationship with their parents? are there specific things they like/dislike about them?

[ 👨‍🎤 ] would your muse define themselves as rebellious or by-the-book? what are they, actually?

[ ❄️ ] is there any special meaning behind your muse’s name? what is it?

[ 🎤 ] does your muse tend to date people who are supportive, or do they attract people who are more manipulative? why do you think that is?

[ 🧜‍♂️ ] is there anyone that isn’t part of your muse’s blood family that they consider family? what is their relationship with that person or those people like?

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Beatles Emoji asks prt. 2

thanks so much for 1,000 followers!!!! here’s a little ask game like i did for 700 followers 🥰

bap =beatles adjacent person

🩸- which beatle/bap would you sacrifice yourself for?

🤪- funniest beatles story

🏳️‍🌈- favorite beatles fan fic

😌- most pretentious beatles opinion you’ve held/heard.

👵🏻- favorite granny song.

™️- most on brand pictures of the beatles.

🚬- which beatle/bap would you do drugs with, if any?

🥲- a moment when you felt proud of the beatles/fandom.

💗- heart warming beatle related story

🎲- which beatle(s)/bap(s) would you have a game night with?

🪢- which beatle/bap would you tie the knot with?

👙- favorite beatle vacation pic.

🪖- opinion of How I Won The War era John.

🐏- opinion on Ram era Paul.

🪄- opinion on Magical Mystery Tour era George

🧸 - opinion on teddy boy era Ringo

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// A preview of the series :)  ** pls remember this is just an outline, not a full script >.> 

#// pls direct all criticism to my ask i would love to chat :) #the beatles #beatles

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// x

#// getting the outline for the first episode of my show about the Beatles done and I’m so excited #// i want to share it already and it’s not even a script yet #// very amped #the Beatles #Beatles

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// like for a lil starter :)

#ooc #the beatles #beatles rp #beatles roleplay

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headcanon memes inspired by things i like, part 1. ⤿   inspired by muses i write tw: addiction

send in a symbol i’ll answer the corresponding question about my muse!

[ 🏃‍♂️ ] does your muse have escapist tendencies?

[ 💄 ] does your muse have an aesthetic? do they adhere strictly to it?

[ 👥 ] does your muse have many friends? do people feel they can rely on your muse?

[ 📚 ] what is your muse’s favourite genre of books, tv, movies, etc.?

[ 💐 ] what is your muse like in relationships?

[ 💍 ] how dedicated is your muse to their job?

[ 🍺 ] does your muse have any addictions?

[ 🍀 ] does your muse believe in luck? do they have a good luck charm or rituals they follow to avoid bad luck?

[ 🎀 ] does your muse have any childhood friends or people that are important to them?

[ 💕 ] does your muse believe in true love? do they believe in love at all?

[ 🧸 ] does your muse have any guilty pleasures or hobbies that make them embarrassed?

[ 🌟 ] is your muse comfortable in their identity? are they insecure or confident?

[ 🧭 ] does your muse know what they want? how well can they advocate for themselves?

[ 🎈 ] does your muse have many regrets? what are they?

[ 🏆 ] is your muse afraid of failure? what do they do when they fail?

[ 💭 ] does your muse have imaginary friends? did they have any as a child?

[ 🩹 ] what does your muse do to de-stress?

[ 🚓 ] would your muse break the law?

[ 🧲 ] is your muse generally flirty, or are they more reserved?

[ 🗾 ] how self-sufficient is your muse? are they more independent, or do they need others around them?

[ 🙏 ] is your muse religious? what do they believe in, if anything?

[ 👻 ] if your muse were a fantasy creature, what kind would they be? why?

[ ⚖️ ] what is your muse’s moral code? what kind of morality do they have?

[ 💥 ] is your muse determined, or do they give up easily?

[ 🃏 ] how does your muse handle being lied to?

[ 🥀 ] would your muse betray someone they love?

[ 🥊 ] how strong is your muse’s survival instinct?

[ 🌼 ] what kind of first impression does your muse leave?

[ 🐣 ] does your muse have anyone they look up to?

[ 🎨 ] is your muse artistic? do they want to be?