Fear of Spiders"John! John!"Fear of Spiders4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"John! Come in here! Hurry!"
"Hold on a second!"
"What?! What's wrong? Who got killed?"
"Look, up there! On the wall!"
"The wall ? Christ, Paul, a spider? That's what you're screaming about? Really?"
"Yes, really. Now kill it!"
"Why can't you?"
"Because I don't wanna get near it."
"Oh, for fuck's sake, Paul. It's a spider! It's not gonna hurt you!"
"This is our room! What if it gets in our bed and bites me in the middle of the night? It's happened before, y'know."
"It's not going to bite you in the middle of the night!"
"Yes, it will! Happened to me loads of times when I was little. I woke up with one on my neck once, which means the spider was crawling on me while I was sleeping!"
"Oh, so you're scared of them, eh?"
"I'm not scared, they're just creepy."
"Paulie is scared! Paulie is scared!"
"Oh, fuck off, Lennon! I'm not scared!"
"Then why don't you kill it yourself?"
"Because Because I don't feel like it!"
McLennonMcLennon3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Whilst the Beatles had always been marketed as a heterosexual group - in contrast with the Stones, whose image was androgynous - they were sympathetic to the homosexual population. Lennon himself was alleged to have had affairs with both men and women, and although he never openly admitted it to me, his condemnation of Britain as a land which feeds on a homosexual subsculture persuades me at this late stage that he was speaking from experience. I am sure that the break-up of the Beatles, or, more specifically, of John and Paul, must have been more traumatic than any of us suspect.
(Source: Sandra Shevey, The Other Side of Lennon)
As mild and oblique as the comment was [Paul's "You took your lucky break and broke it in two" line from "Too Many People"], it seemed to cut John to the heart. On top of the questionnaire inside the McCartney album and the lawsuit, it was like the tipping point between a divorcing couple that turns love into savage, no-holds-barred hostility. Indeed, John's w
It's a Love StoryIt's a Love Story4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It's a Love Story!
Summary: There's a big party out in Manchester but only John and Paul have been invited to go. The two men immediately accept the invitation, leaving George and Ringo at home by themselves. Feeling rejected and depressed, George and Ringo try to comfort each other.
It was a rainy morning in Liverpool. Paul was sitting at the grand piano, striking the keys lazily. Ringo was seated in a big chair paging through a magazine. George had pulled a chair up to the window and was staring out at the street. John was in the bathroom taking a shower. "Oh look, the mail's here," George observed, "I'll go get it." The guitarist got up from his seat, put on his coat quickly, and went out the door. A few moments later he returned with a few envelopes in his hand. John walked into the room, smelling fresh from the shower.
"What do ye got here, Georgie? Anything for me?" he asked, taking the mail from George. "Let's see. Bills
Bigger than LennonBigger than Lennon4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Bigger than Lennon
When a producer was asked personally to take on a record it was a big thing, even if it was a first time artist. It was even bigger when the person had never recorded solo before. Mustang Lennon was the first to be accepted for this work, and it soon changed her general atmosphere. She became sharper than intended, and her work seemed to dominate her life both her relationship with family and boyfriend Ted Hennessey.
Which was why her grandfather, John Lennon decided to intervene, and made na unscheduled visit.
Luckily within EMI, there was a sense of hospitality. It was always radiating with a sort of happy glow. Immediately upon walking into the building you were greeted by a sweet receptionist. They were always people about. Talking, laughing sharing that funny story about what happened the weekend before. Within the building there were recording rooms, offices, and a single library. The library was usually used by people who wanted some peace and quiet, or
I've Just Seen a Face. Chapter 6 *FINAL CHAPTER*The week soon passed with John calling the Harrison house every day to no answer, soon enough it was band practise and John was sitting in the living room waiting for the guys to arrive. Paul was walking George over to Mendips with his own guitar case slung over his shoulder. The younger boy was walking beside him with his guitar case in hand and letting his eyes dart nervously in every direction. He had avoided all of John's phone calls to his house and he was now afraid of the reaction the older boy would give him.I've Just Seen a Face. Chapter 6 *FINAL CHAPTER*3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"George, are you alright?" Paul asked, which startled George at the sudden sound of his voice.
John sighed, picking at his guitar strings but not really playing anything, he wasn't mad at George, just sad that he was avoiding him.
"Here we are," Paul said as he directed George through the back door of Mendips. The younger boy quietly followed his friend through the kitchen and finally made it into Aunt Mimi's well-furnished living room to find John q
MononucleosisP.O.V. John LennonMononucleosis3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I was at home with my lovely Paul, he was feeling sick, and that’s why he was lying on bed, watching TV.
“Do you need something, love?” I asked as the good boyfriend I am.
“Just a cup of tea, please. Don’t make contact with it, wear plastic gloves.”
“Mmmm, sure Macca.”
I went to the kitchen to serve him the tea. Why did he want me to wear gloves, anyway? I didn’t even know we had plastic gloves here. My conclusion was that I have a crazy boyfriend (who has a boyfriend who’s crazy in love with him)
I brought him the cup to the bed, “Here’s your tea, Paulie.”
“John! I told ya to wear gloves!” the bassist rejected the cup.
“I don’t want you to get infected.”
“How could I? You haven’t even touched it.”
“Fine. Place it on top of the nightstand and I’ll grab it, but don’t touch it again.”
Don't Pass Me By Ch.26Don't Pass Me By Ch.265 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
On the way to Vancouver almost everyone was looking out a window, trying to see the beautiful landscape below us. I personally was almost pressed against me window looking out at the forever stretching forests and the extremely blue lakes, with the sun setting behind the mountains. It looked like a picture out of a story book. The beauty of it all took me breath away.
"What a sight down there!" I heard Larry yell to someone else on the plane. He also sounded excited, which was how the rest of us felt.
"Man, it is just beyond great, isn't it?" I heard Ringo reply back to Larry. I would have to agree with him that it was beyond great. It was truly magnificent. I couldn't imagine a more beautiful place than Vancouver, Canada in the providence of British Columbia.
With all our spirits up high we then landed into the Vancouver airport and reality hit us like a ton of bricks. Of course we expected to have fan girls screaming their lungs out by the airport, but we were not expecting anywhere
Tummy Ache"Aw, fuck," John cursed, and dropped his knife and fork onto his plate with a loud clatter. He leaned back on the couch with a painful look on his face.Tummy Ache3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"What's the matter?" Paul was sitting beside him, and wiped his mouth with a napkin. He stared at John, worried and scared. "John?"
"I fucking ate too fast," John moaned. He grabbed his stomach and gritted his teeth. It felt like he swallowed a whole watermelon and his belly felt so big and full.
"Uh oh." Paul threw his napkin on his plate and pushed his TV tray away. He scooted closer to John and placed a hand on his forehead. "Do you need something?"
"I'm not having a fever, Paul," John hissed. He swatted Paul's hand away and fell sideways to rest his cheek against the arm of the couch. His legs curled up with his feet tucked in. Paul bit his lip and stared for a few seconds before reaching down to slide his hand underneath John's shirt.
John peered down. "What are you doing?" He didn't move Paul's hand away, because his touch was ni
Across The UniverseAcross The Universe3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
John sighs into the microphone, sitting on a stool with his guitar. He looks around the studio to glance at George, snacking away on something nervously. John decides not to wonder what is stressing the young guitarist, and looks at Ringo instead. Ringo is fiddling with his rings, and switches to beat on his snare drum once or twice before going back to fiddling. Paul walks in front of John's view, almost sassily, which kind of makes John want to laugh. But he doesn't. No one laughs in this studio anymore. He turns behind him and smiles wearily at his loving girlfriend, Yoko, before turning back around. "Across the Universe, take one." he mumbles into the mic, once everyone has gone back to their instruments. John plays the opening notes and goes into the chords. Memories flow back into his mind as soon as it starts.
'Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup, They slither while they pass, they slip away across the universe'
"John, we're doing it my way!" Paul yelled,
Beatles:For No One Chapter 26Beatles:For No One Chapter 265 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Madison: Those 4 words they seem so simple 'will you marry me?' My, it keeps echoing! My reaction, never the less, is tearful, and surprised. My emotions, happy but scared. I do feel dedicated to Paul as much as he's dedicated to me. Yes, I want to raise Julia with him. I want to hold him every second of every day. I never want to let go or lose him. I feel this love could last years and years. The obvious answer? I've just said it, and it is finally here.
"Yes!" I cried out.
I had to let it all out! I oddly felt my emotions trapped as I thought, no, I couldn't even think! It was different! I jumped down to Paul's arms and kissed him, and he kissed me back.
" OH Paul!" I wrapped my arms around his neck and began to cry. He held my waist tightly, and soon took my hand and placed the proposal ring on my ring finger
Who Killed Lucy?Who killed Lucy on the night of the mascarade ball?Who Killed Lucy?3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was the Walrus and his Eggmen,
or Mr. Kite? I don't recall.
Prudence and and sexy Sadie,
did they kill the diamond Lady?
Was it Jude who stands still
atop a lonely little hill?
The murders might be sgt.Pepper and the band,
or also Mr. Mustard and his sister Pam.
Julia and Michelle,
they are suspects as well.
So who was the culprit? We'd all like to know.
Aren't you ready? It's time to go!
We're off to solve a Magical Mystery
the most important in Beatle History.
Join us my friend,
don't you want to know The End?
Come with me tonight
and please hold on tight!
Take my hand you Nowhereman,
because we're off to Pepperland.
Teach Me How To KissGeorge was a bit.... different. Young. His leather gear hung awkwardly on his lanky body, his hair never wanted to slicked back and sometimes stuck up with cowlicks, and he tended to tag along everywhere.Teach Me How To Kiss3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Most of the time, John would tell him to fuck off and Paul would shoot him looks when he tried to hang out with them too much. Ringo, the drummer from Rory's band, though, he didn't seem to care.
That was why he was at Ringo's side while the older gulped down some coffee at a nearby breakfast place.
"Ritchie... can I ask you something?" the quiet eighteen-year old blinked, half afraid his friend would snap at him in his hungover state.
The older lad just nodded and took a sip of his coffee, fighting the lack of sleep and the massive hangover he was suffering through.
Chewing his lower lip, George stumbled slightly to find the right words, "Well, y'know, I kind of need.... Help. A couple birds basically told me I'm not the best kisser. Could you, y'know, give me a few... tip
Here TodayAnd if I say I really loved youHere Today4 years ago in Drama More Like This
And was glad you came along.
Then you were here today,
Uh, uh, uh, for you were in my song.
Paul McCartney set his guitar down and wiped his eyes roughly. The song was finished, finally, but that raw pain was still there. It felt as though a huge piece of his heart had broken off and would never be replaced. John was his best friend. Even through all those years of bashing each other and not speaking, the were best friends. Brothers, as Paul thought of them.
Hiding his face in his arms as sob after sob tore through his already burning throat, Paul whispered, "I mi-miss you Johnny...."
"I'm okay, y'know..." a soft voice said from beside the weeping man.
Paul jumped, knowing the owner of that voice. He turned his head slowly, seeing who he knew it was.
There, before his very eyes, was John Lennon. Paler, younger-looking, John Lennon.
"J-John!" Paul squeaked, blinking rapidly.
"C'mon, man, I'm on borrowed time." John rolled his eyes. "The big guy sai
Costume ChaosCostume Chaos4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"What the hell is this?"
The Beatles looked at the wardrobe closet, surprised at their "outfits" were supposed to wear for this particular photo shoot. Paul's eyes widened, while George lifted an eyebrow. John snorted, his rebellious attitude coming out, while Ringo just well, was being Ringo.
"That's it, Brian has finally lost it."
"What is he smoking?"
"I am NOT doing this"
"So that's where all the pot went "
While the Beatles continued to stare at the wardrobe, Brian walked in the room, frowning as he noticed they didn't have their costumes on.
"Boys, hurry up! The photographer is gonna be here any minute, and you need to be ready!" Brain said.
"Eppie, there is no way I am going out like this!"
"It's not that bad, I promise boys. Come on John, put on this costume and go get changed."
"Like hell I will!"
"John " Brian sighed. He didn't want to put up with John's attitude right now. And he could feel a headache coming on.
"I'm with him Brian, I am
Love Is For AllLove Is For All4 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Now that's disgusting!"
Paul and John pulled away from each other on the park bench and saw two girls giving them the stink eye in front of them. One girl had dark sausage curly hair and the other one had blond hair soft as silk with blue clips. They were young looking, probably fourteen at the most, and they've just witnessed the famous Lennon and McCartney making out.
"Excuse me?" John said, knowing he heard right but didn't want to believe it.
"You calling us disgusting?" Paul took his hand away from John's waist, looking deeply broken and hurt.
"Yes!" cried the dark haired girl. "The world trusted you! Now you're just a couple of queers!"
"Shut yer trap!" John yelled. He was about to get up and slap the girl shamelessly, but Paul was holding him back, murmuring for him to calm down. "All right," John responded, then he faced the girls again. "Get the fuck away from us!"
"How can you guys live with yourselves?" said the blond haired girl.
"Love is for all," Paul said softly. "If yo
Johnny Says Part 1 of 2Title: Johnny Says Part 1 of 2Johnny Says Part 1 of 24 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Author: CassieVulcan (Cassie)
Pairing: John/Paul, Paul/George, John/Paul/George
Summary: George proves to John that he's good enough to be in the band
Disclaimer: I do not own the Beatles, and this is most likely just fiction
A/N: I got the inspiration for this fic by a amazingly hot picture, and the other fic they were inspired by! Both links are in the description
It'll be alright. That's what his mother always said to him when he scraped his knee or bumped his head. 'It'll be alright luv. Come now, don't fear. You were just going after what you wanted. A cookie this time was it?'
George sighed stuffing his hands in his pockets as he made his way towards the hall where Paul was playing his first ever solo in a gig. Paul had invited him in the hopes that George could impress John after the show and become a part of the band in almost the same way Paul had been let in himself, somehow though, George really didn't have a good feeling about
Jealous GuyRingo was fast enough to press his thumb on top of George's and held on for three seconds. "One, two, three! I win!" he laughed and released his hold. His blue eyes twinkled merrily at the younger man for beating him at their tenth round of thumb wrestling.Jealous Guy3 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Cheater," George hissed, but he was smiling. He playfully swatted the drummer on the head before rising up from the carpet floor. Ringo stared at his backside and felt his mouth dry up.
"Where the fuck is Mal with the sandwiches?" John demanded from the couch. He took his novel off from his forehead and threw it across the room. The book sailed past Ringo and hit the wall.
"Easy, John," Paul said, who was haunched over at the coffee table busy clipping away his nails. "We all know how you can turn into the Incredible Hulk when it comes to food!"
"Oh, shut up, McFairy," John spat.
"Make me," Paul taunted.
George sighed and walked over to be near Paul at the glass coffee table to watch him go at it with his nails. He had no idea that
J/P: The Boy So Incredibly High"I feel funny." John said to George as they set by each other at the party in the Rolling Stones hotel room. Paul and Ringo were off someplace else, having fun with the two Keith's at the party, Richards and Moon. George looked over at his friend. John's pupils were blown, his skin sweating.J/P: The Boy So Incredibly High3 years ago in Drama More Like This
"What did you take?" George asked. John shrugged. He'd just been drinking coffee since they had came, but Mick had given him his newest cup. And it had tasted a little funny.
"I need air." John said. George nodded and stood up off the couch. John tried, but his legs weren't agreeing. George hauled him to his feet. Ringo looked over as they made their way to the door. He waved bye to Keith Moon and was quick to his friends' sides.
"What's going on?" He asked as they made their way into the hallway. John didn't look too good.
"John was drugged." George said. "I'm takin' him up to the roof for air." Ringo nodded and followed along with them. John seemed to walk like a zombie.
"What the hell was he giv
Free As A Bird Chp. 2After a few minutes, he pulled back and looked towards the door. "Think we should let them back in?"Free As A Bird Chp. 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I sort of laughed, but a sharp pain wracked my throat. It was only them that I realized my throat was actually really sore. "Probably."
But they walked back in anyways.
George surprised me. He didn't say a word, just ran forward and hugged me tighter then Paul had. I blinked, startled. Hesitantly, I hugged him back. "I'm fine, Geo."
"Not a few minutes ago, you weren't." he mumbled.
Ringo took one of my hands, saying nothing. I raised my eyebrows at the small tears trailing down his cheeks.
"Seriously, guys," I tried saying. "I'm fine."
Paul rolled his eyes. "Yeah, you are now. Let us worry about you once in a while."
George chuckled despite himself, and Ringo cracked a small smile. Awkwardly, George pulled back, looking down. "Sorry."
"You don't have to apologize." I assured him. Suddenly a sharp pain wracked up my back. "Argh!" My torso arched backwards, as though to crush whatever had
All Those Years Ago, chapter one Chapter one : 1958, Starts and StopsAll Those Years Ago, chapter one4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
John was sitting quietly, at least, as quietly as someone like him could, on the top floor of a double Decker bus. In the bus for a change, and not on the fucking roof, smoking the last ciggie of his pack slowly, drawing it as long as he could, using it to soothe his wrecked nerves. He watched his reflection upon the dusty window, mirrored in black against the dark and rainy screen of the night like some hazy old photograph.
Frowning a bit, he threaded his fingers through his hair, greasing it back with what he could find there, fixing his Teddy boy look. A factory worker scoffed loudly at the other end of the bus and John looked up, myopic eyes sharp and steely like a murderer’s knife, before he realized that the man was merely reading the newspapers. Sighing in annoyance he threw his half-consumed cigarette to the floor, killing in with a vicious heel, cursing himself a few seconds later when he remembered it wa
Hot Water"Ouch!" Paul cried once he spilled hot water on his fingers. He set the tea kettle back on the stove top and blew on his hand.Hot Water3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"What's going on in there?" John called to him. "Is my coffee ready yet?"
"J-Just about!" Paul quickly yanked the freezer door open and grabbed a few ice cubes. Then he ripped some paper towels and wrapped the ice cubes with his fingers inside. He let out a soft sigh and walked back to the counter to grab John's favorite coffee mug. The white one that said I LOVE ME on it with the heart and everything.
"Finally," John scoffed from his recliner chair. "What happened?" He sat up and noticed the paper towels wrapped around Paul's fingers.
"I burnt myself, it's nothing..." Paul reached out and handed John his coffee. Then he shifted the damp paper towels and noticed he was getting the floor wet.
"You're dripping, Macca," John smirked and took a sip of his drink. Then he placed his coffee down on the glass table.
"I see that," Paul said. "So what are our plans for t
That'll Be the DayThat'll Be the Day5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Oh please, oh please, please Mary!" George asked-more like whined-through the telephone rather frantically. "Please let us stay with ye! I haven't seen ye in so long, please!"
"Wait, who's us?"
"I-I-I din't say us " he stuttered.
The phone switched hands from George to someone else.
"Ello love, this is John. What little Geo means here is that we would like a place to shack up. We'll be in New York for a week. That's all he wanted," he clarified in his thick accent. He threw the phone back and George's breathing came back on.
"Too modest to ask, eh George?"
"I din't think you would agree. I mean, I know how mooch you hate John," he said.
"Don't worry about it, dear. When would you be here?"
"Two hours, in the least. But Paul has been stopping to take pictures," George sighed, and I could hear Paul complain.
"I haven't seen Paul in awhile. How is Macca?" I asked, curling the cord around my finger. No, I did not have a thing for him. He was a good friend a little before George came
You Don't Realize How Much I Need YouRingo sighed softly as he tiptoed inside the house he and George shared, stepping out of his shoes and staring at the bouquet in his hand.You Don't Realize How Much I Need You3 years ago in Drama More Like This
He and George had been bickering and both had been pretty hateful, truthfully, and he was hoping the roses might smooth things over a bit.
The older walked upstairs silently and into their room, clutching the roses as he found George asleep.
The poor thing looked simply pitiful, all tangled up in the blankets. His face and pillow looked damp with tears and he looked like he'd gone through hell.
It nearly broke poor Ringo's heart to see his lover so distraught.
"Georgie...." Ringo whispered, perching on the edge of their bed and leaning down to press a tiny kiss to George's forehead, "Georgie, m'home, love."
The guitarist woke slowly, knuckling his red, puffy eyes. When he gazed up at Ringo, the tears started flowing again.
Ringo was completely dumbfounded. He'd never, ever seen George cry.
"Aww.... Lovey, shhh...." Ringo mumbled as his arm
Paul and Maxwell-Ch.1 Bang! Bang!"Which way did he go!?" , cried Valerie.Paul and Maxwell-Ch.1 Bang! Bang!3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
"Out to the town." , Rose responded.
"Ugh! Not again!!!" Valerie complained.
"Why is this a problem again?" , Rose asked.
"Because Maxwell is going to kill everyone!" , Valerie screamed and ran off. There was only on problem with Maxwell... he had a permanent anger issue. With his anger issues he killed tons of people with no regrets. The only people he can't kill are his sisters Rose and Valerie. Now it was up to Valerie to recapture Maxwell and re-chain him before the police lock him up again. The police weren't the only ones after Max...several scientists were after him too. Valerie got down town. Maxwell was at it again. He had left a line of carnage! Valerie was devastated at all that have died. She was upset that no one had found a way to keep Maxwell without any trouble coming from it! She frowned. The police want him dead and the scientists want to trap him in his solid titanium mallet painted silver. That mallet, Maxwell always called i