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What if the dark horse tour became a cartoon show?

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“The desire to write well can never be fulfilled without hard work.”

— Dean Koontz

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“Read. Read. Read. Just don’t read one type of book. Read different books by various authors so that you develop different style.”

— R. L. Stine

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“The love you have in you, is the kind of love that will vigorously shake the world. It is also the kind love that heals all wounds and save souls. And I am, tremendously, in need of it.”

— Lukas W., You save me

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The One with Ringo's Sister

I'm backkk, okay so this AU is about y/n being Ringo's slightly younger sister who has a thing with George Harrison. But things don't go the way you think they will.

On another note, I began to write this Au as a cute one, but this turned a bit sour somewhere along the way. Nonetheless, I hope you enjoy it, mmm maybe I can make this a two-parter. We'll see.

Enjoy:)

Word Count: 2,471

Gif belongs to @seallgaire :)

Being Ringo’s sister had its hardships, one being the rule he gave you when he joined the band. His rule was to not date any of his bandmates, he didn’t want there to be any love lost between him and his new bandmates.  

“Alright alright , I don’t even date a lot of guys. How could you say such a thing.” Y/n had told her brother Richard. “Haha, you jokester you. You’ve dated three of my bandmates! I don’t need another pointless squabble with a lead singer over my sister!”, Ringo exclaimed in a higher voice than usual. 

“Oh, alright Starky, I won’t.” I said to him using the nickname I often had called him since childhood. “Okay we have a deal then?”, he said hugging y/n. “Yeah yeah.. But if one of them comes up to me I’m not going to shoot them down”, y/n said releasing Richard from the hug, and with a grunt and sigh Ringo walked away. 

A few years later, Beatlemania was in full swing, Paul, Ringo, John, and George were traveling all over meeting new people. Visiting new countries and such. The boys even had some movie contracts under their belt. John had quickly become y/n’s closest friend in the band. Paul always watched y/n but never made any moves. And George, being the quiet- more intimate one talked to y/n and even began to teach y/n some guitar riffs during a jam session between the boys.   

“There you go y/n”, George had said over y/n’s shoulder as his arms wrapped around her shoulders to position her fingers and hands on the correct strings.  

“Hey hey hey now, y/n, sis, I thought you wanted me to teach ya”. Ringo had said from his drum set. George silently chuckled, y/n felt this as she felt his chest move from behind her.  

“Mhmm, as much as I would love to learn from you Rich, I think learning from a real guitarist would be more beneficial”. Y/n said turning to her brother who was starting to fume at his drum set. 

“Alright y/n come take a walk with me”, Ringo told his sister as he walked toward the door that had a bright EXIT above.  

“oooooo, someone is in trouble.” John said as George moved away. 

Following her brother outside he halted which in turn y/n walked into his back, “Ouch”, Y/n said rubbing her nose.  

“What the hell y/n! We made a deal! No messing around with my bandmates!”, Ringo said in a hushed tone. “Ringo- Richard, don’t you think in a situation like this there are two sides?”, Y/n said looking up at her brother, sighing he said, “Listen, sis, I just don’t want you to get hurt. There are a lot of girls that come around. I wouldn’t want to get caught up in between you and the band.” He said holding y/n shoulders lightly, looking down at her.  

“I know... I know, but can’t you just trust I won’t make any mistakes with him”, y/n said, “With who?”, Ringo asked an eyebrow raised because y/n had let her and George’s secret out like nothing.  

“Uh nobody. I actually got to go.” Y/n said looking at the watch on her wrist, walking into the recording room. “Alright boys, I got to go, see you all later.” Y/n grabbed her jacket and purse. “I’ll see you later y/n.” George said as he walked up to her and kissing her hand.  

“oooo Georgie and y/n sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G, first comes-”, John began to sing before y/n cut him off. “Alright Johny boy, I have to go now, bye”, Y/n said running out of the studio. 

Later that day, Ringo returned to the house he shared with y/n. They were hosting a party, y/n was setting up string lights in the conversation/dining room when Ringo barged through the front door almost causing y/n to lose her balance on the stool she was standing on.  

As Richard barged into the house and y/n regained her balance on the stool y/n heard his footsteps approach her. 

“So, y/n want to tell me anything?” 

Y/n ignored his question and kept pinning the lights onto the wall.  

“Mm, no, mind helping me out? The party is in two hours, and I have to start getting ready soon.” Y/n said checking the clock. 

With a grunt, Ringo reached for the other side of the lights and stood on a chair. 

“I invited Maureen tonight; I hope the boys like her. I’m actually kind of nervous.” Ringo said sighing, he usually never opened up to his little sister. But he realized it was time to not think of her as just his little sister. It was time to trust her. Or at least try to. 

“I think it will be fun to have her over, the boys and I were talking about doing acid later in the garden. You two should join us.” Y/n said finishing up with her end of the lights. 

“Mm, yeah that sounds- yeah fun. Maybe we will, yeah definitely. I’m actually- listen y/n-,” Ringo paused as he finished with his side of the lights. As he stepped down, he looked at y/n, “What if she decides she’s not into me?” he said looking at y/n with the puppy eyes she had known since childbirth. 

She laughed, of course this was his fear, he was used to the girls only going for him because he was the last available pick. 

“Don’t you worry Starky, she seems different than the rest”, Y/n told her brother while rubbing his arm to comfort him. 

“Listen, just get the rest of the lights up and get ready. Wear that blue suit of yours. Maureen is going to love it.” Y/n exclaimed as she headed up to her room. 

An hour and a half passed when the doorbell rang, y/n was almost finished and sighed as she finished her hair. When the doorbell rang again, she yelled for her brother to get the door. 

Only he didn’t respond to her, instead she was met with silence. 

“Ringo! Get the door!” 

Again, there was silence. 

“Ugh fine I'll get it,” Y/n said walking down the stairs to the front door. The doorbell rang once more. 

“I’m coming! I’m coming!” 

Opening the door, she was met by the familiar guitar player, George. With a bottle of fine wine under his arm he smiled at Y/n. His toothy grin making her break her serious grin into a smile. 

“Hello, y/n, my, you look gorgeous doll.” George said kissing y/n’s cheek. “Here I brought this, I remember how much you enjoyed it when we had dinner the other night.” George lingered close to y/n, smiling, she took the bottle out of his hand. “Thank you, Georgie.” Smiling, she closed the door behind him. 

As he walked into the conversation pit, he noticed the new string lights placed on the walls. 

“I like the new look, oh I brought the tabs malady”, George said reaching for the bag in his pocket. 

Removing a small zip lock bag filled with a sheet of tabs he presented graciously to y/n. 

Smiling she grabbed the baggie, “Shall we go put this baggie away?”, Y/n asked playfully waving the bag in the air. “We shall.” George said the following y/n to her bedroom. 

A few minutes later the two were making out like teens on her bed. 

As she laid on top of him, his hands roamed up and down her body. It should be known that up until this point, they had yet to sleep together. In fact at this moment, they were too busy, attached to each other by their tongues and bodiesthey hadn’t heard Ringo calling for y/n. Otherwise they would have broken apart in time before Ringo came barging into her room. 

“Heya, y/n, I need yer help with my fucking tie. I-”, he stopped talking as soon as he saw the two of them lying in bed. 

Quickly y/n got off George, “I’ll just- leave you two be.” Ringo said walking quickly out the door.  

He simply had no words for the two, one thing he knew for certain was that he didn’t want y/n to have a broken heart. But he also knew George was a lost puppy when it came to love. 

As Ringo walked out of the room the doorbell rang, diverting himself from walking to his bedroom he walked to the front door. 

Opening the door to Linda and Paul they smiled, “Hello darling, are we here early?... See I told you we’d be the first ones here, Lin.” Paul said looking at Linda. 

“No no, you two are right on time. George is actually the first one to get here.” Ringo said letting them in. 

“Oh, Georgie is here. Where is our beloved boy?”, Paul asked walking through the house. 

“Right here Paulie”, George said stepping out from the dining room with a cup filled with red wine. 

The two boys laughed and hugged each other, y/n walked out behind him and hugged Linda. As they all exchanged hugs and filled cups of wine Ringo pulled y/n to the side. 

While everyone conversed and listened to a new record, Ringo and y/n talked in the hallway leading towards the front door. 

“Okay listen y/n. The thing is, I just don’t want ‘ya to get yer heart broken. I promise ‘ya I'm not trying to be your evil older brother. I just know George... he’s sweet and all but-”, y/n interrupted Ringo. 

“No, I will not have this conversation with you anymore. If you don’t support this, don’t say anything anymore.” Y/n said before walking away. 

Ringo watched, annoyed at his sister, whatever this is on her he said to himself. 

A few hours later the night was in full bloom, all the guests had arrived. People were drinking and talking, music played loudly, in the house. 

As the door opened in came Maureen and Pattie. 

Linda was the first to bring it to her attention that Pattie was in her house. Y/n looked towards the entrance; Pattie was in fact there with her beautiful blonde hair done so effortlessly. Her big eyes catch every guy's attention. She was very different than y/n with jet black hair and dark brown eyes y/n was her polar opposite. 

Y/n diverted her eyes when George and Pattie hugged for a little too long. 

“Hey, honey it’s just a hug. Let’s get us some more wine, shall we?” Linda grabbed y/n’s arm pulling her to the kitchen. 

“Hey, so have you two slept together yet?”, Linda asked gulping down some wine. 

“No, we uh haven’t yet. I guess we just haven’t had the time, or when we do, we always get interrupted.” Y/n said grabbing the wine bottle and chugging it down. 

“Woah there y/n hun, save the rest for everybody.” George said gently hugging y/n from behind. “Mhmm, here Linda, George, how about we go taje some tabs shall we?”, Y/n said walking away. 

The two smiled as they watched y/n walk half-drunkenly to her bedroom. 

Minutes later y/n reappeared in the kitchen, only to see Linda and Maureen standing near a new bottle of wine. 

“Heya girls where did George go?”, y/n asked while looking around. 

Yet her eyes caught the emerald, green suit George had come with. Outside with a certain blonde Pattie. As she walked closer to the window, she noticed how close in distance Pattie and George were. 

Her arm reached out for his and he let their hands meet. As they looked into each other’s eyes they didn’t notice the girls in the kitchen watching. 

Y/n began to feel a pang of hurt in her stomach, that was reaching up to her heart. 

As more people began to form around the window, they all watched as Pattie and George inched closer and closer. Finally, their lips met, the boys, John and Paul awed while y/n just stared out of the window. 

From behind, Ringo came into the kitchen wondering why the party had been moved to the kitchen. Actually, he was looking for Maureen. 

Y/n took a few steps back, grabbing a nearby bottle of red wine she walked away. Passing Ringo watched as his sister walked away sadly handing him the bag of tabs. 

Looking through the window he watched George and Pattie kiss deeply. With a huff he handed the bag to Maureen and walked out the back door to the backyard. 

“Hey!”, Ringo yelled, as the two broke apart George looked up to see Ringo approaching him quickly.  

“You messed with the wrong sister.” Ringo said, extending his arm back then landing a nasty punch to George’s face. 

An audible gasp was heard from the inside as Paul and John came running outside. 

“Hey, boys, let’s not do this right here like this c’mon Ringo.” Paul said, pulling Ringo towards the inside of the house. 

Unbeknownst to them all y/n had watched this all happen from the window of her upstairs bedroom. She was relieved her brother had stood up for her, she would have to thank him somehow. But that would have to be done on another day. 

A few minutes later a small knock came from y/n’s door, she averted her eyes from the ceiling to her door. It was Ringo, “Hey sis.” He said lightly opening the door wider and shutting it behind him. 

“I will never look like the supermodels you all hang with.” Y/n said, tears began to form in the corner of her eyes. 

“Oh sis, he doesn’t deserve ya, he’s just a kid. He doesn’t know what he missed out on by doing that to you.” Ringo said holding his sister closely like how their mom used to when they fell or were just having a bad day. 

“How about we go into the garden and trip hmm? Everybody called it a night a few minutes ago. So, it’s just us.” Ringo said pulling away. 

“Wait what about Maureen?” 

“I told her it would be best to leave so I could be there for you. One on one, brother and sister time.” Ringo said smiling. 

Y/n laughed of course he told Maureen off; Ringo would always be y/n’s older brother. He would always care for her. Even after warning her about the dumb boy in his band. 

The rest of the evening was spent in their beloved garden their mother had planted before her death. They stared at the sky that kept breaking into a million pieces and gluing back together. 

She wondered where the guitar player was that night. She wondered if he was with the model or if he had learned his lesson and was moping at home. 

She giggled.  

He wasn’t. 

END. 

[amarellys]

january is one of those months where you experience every feeling on the human spectrum and you just have to go about your day like that isn't happening

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A Day On The Beach pt.3

hehehehe sooo hi everyone, here is part 3, I hope you all enjoy but I should warn ya'll this has a bit of smut/erotic stuff going on. So be aware hehe.

Um but yes everyone enjoy! I know I made yall wait like a week or so since part two. I've just been so busy. But here ya go. Enjoy!!

WARNING: LOTS OF SMUT!

gif belongs to @ceofjohnlennon

Once we were settled in the room, he took out his guitar and as I sat on the edge of the bed, he sat on a chair in front of me. 

“Alright here we go, one and two, and a one, two, three”, he began to strum the strings of the guitar. Once the rhythm began to get going, he began to sing. 

“Something in the way she moves... attracts me like no other lover. Something in the way she woos me- I don’t want to leave her now. You know I believe and how”, he sang looking at the strings of his guitar then up at me. There was a warm feeling in the pit of my stomach. 

I’ve watched George play his guitar many times, but this time it felt different. 

“Somewhere in her smile she knows... That I don’t need no other lover...”, George trails off looking up into my eyes a little nervously. 

“I’ve been working the lyrics out ever since we met you”, he set the guitar down leaning against the chair. “I’ve thought about you for such a long-time y/n, there has been nobody else who has kept me on my toes as much as you have”, he stood and sat next to me. 

“You’re the one y/n, I need you to say yes because I can’t stand one more minute without you in my arms as mine”. He held onto my hands gently, looking into my eyes.  

“Of course, I'll be yours Georgie, ever since I met you, I knew you were different”. George’s face grew into a wide grin- it was as if he was a kid again. He let go of my hands and cupped my face kissing me passionately.  

His lips were soft and wet, as we kissed more, we fell back onto the bed. We giggled at the position we were in, I fixed myself and straddled him from above. I leaned down and kissed his lips, his arms roamed down and up my body fiddling with my blouse and moving his hands under my shirt. 

The cold touch of his fingertips excited the warm skin below. At this point our mouths were attacking each other, our tongues fighting, exchanging spit of lust.  

As our kiss deepened, I let a moan escape from my mouth, letting George thrust his hips into mine from above. He let this sudden switch of power turn us over to where he was now lying on top of me. “Mmm, your body is so nice”, his voice was low in between kisses. I pulled him back down, his body crashing into mine as the erection I felt in his pants poked at me through the fabric of our clothes.  

“Take your shirt off princess”, George said standing up as I sat up in front of him. I maneuvered my arms up as he took the bottom of my blouse and lifted it off, exposing my lacy green bra. “Wow”, he said as he took off his shirt, flinging it to the ground he looked at me. “What’s next?”, I teased pulling him closer from his waist band. “You tell me”, he smirked down at me.  

Whipping him a sly smile I gently began tracing my fingers along his waistband until I was at the belt. Undoing it I pulled it out of the loops dropping it onto the ground. Unzipping his pants, he let them fall down his legs, his erection now fully visible than it was previously.  

“Woah”, I said not being able to contain my reaction to his member. “Wait until it’s ‘n ya”, he said huskily while pushing me back onto the bed, lightly pulling down my skirt. “Mm, doll, you just keep getting hotter”, he looked down at my body, the green set I chose to wear was doing its job. “You really came looking your best-”, he mumbled nibbling on my ear. “mmm”, I moaned grabbing him, clawing lightly into his back.  

His hand slowly began trailing over my breasts squeezing over the bra, he then continued to trinkle his fingers over my stomach then to the hem of my panties. My pelvis twitched up towards him wanting him to be inside me already. 

“Patience princess”, George huffed in my ear. Kissing my cheek, he then moved his fingers down my inner thighs. 

Teasing me for a little I felt the warmness pool in my core he began to mess with the lips, casually and gently playing with my clit. “Mm”, a moan slipped out of my mouth, but I no longer cared. As he began to insert his finger in and out of me slowly, I gripped the sheets from the side of the bed.  

“You like that princess?”, George asked dipping his head towards my pussy. “mhm, yes just like that please”, I begged as his tongue gently glided over my clit. As I laid my head back on the pillow, I felt all the fireworks in my stomach curl. George continued to fasten the pace of his fingers as well as his tongue. Almost making me come in a matter of seconds.  

George stopped, his finger inside me still he looked at me with a sexy grin on his face. Removing his finger gently he leaned up to kiss me, tasing my juices in his mouth, marking my territory. He then took my wet panties off, and uncuffing my bra, he then threw off his boxers. Showing the raw length that had been hidden for many years of knowing him.  

“Woah there”, the words slipped out of my mouth before I could realize. “Oh, you like what ya see huh?”, he smirked as he leaned down and kissed me. This time, his cock touched my throbbing pussy as the warmness continued to grow.  

“George please”, I whined, I spread my legs wide for him to fall in between my middle spot. “Oh, you want it princess?”, he smiled while positioning himself to enter me. 

“Please George”, I continued to whine, thrusting my hips up into the member of his body. “You really want it? Beg for it pretty girl”, he slid his hand under my chin to look up into his eyes.  

“Please daddy, fuck me”, I pleaded, my voice coming out hoarsely letting out a low whimper. He groaned as he positioned himself to my entrance, as he lowered himself on me, he kissed me, at first gently, to not break me. Then as he entered me slowly with all his girth, I opened my mouth in shock, to be frank, it had been ages since someone filled me up the way he was right at this moment. 

“Take it”, he said shoving himself deeper into my wet core. I moaned loudly letting all the waves of feeling overflow me. This was a shock; I'd never had thought George would be deep in me like he was tonight.  

That was just a fantasy... 

This wasn’t. 

This was real, passionate, full of real feelings hidden far too long. It was lust. 

“Oh, y/n, I've thought about this moment ever since I first laid eyes on your pretty self. Look up at me darling. I need to see those pretty eyes while I fuck you”. George said in between thrusts, looking up I met his eyes.  

When our eyes met, I couldn’t hold the low whimpers any longer. As our eyes locked in, he leaned down and kissed me. Our lips were soft yet rough, wet with each other's insides. George began to quicken the pace; the bed began to rock hard and loudly against the wall. 

As George grunted close to finishing, we heard a knock at the door, but we continued. “Give me a minute”, George grunted loud enough to whoever was at the other side of the door. “Ai mate we don’t mean to bug ya’ but can you be a little quieter with yer guest! The whole floor is shaking, we wouldn’t want you waking up y/n y’know”. Paul’s voice came from the other side of the door. 

George stopped mid-thrust, clamping his hand roughly against my mouth. “We’ll see you boys in twenty”, George said continuing to fuck me, his cock hard and deep in me.  

“Oh my god George, don’t stop, right there”, I began to scream from behind his hand. “Mmmm, I'm going to cum y/n, cum with me please”, he begged. 

“Come for me George”, I said low and seductively, “Give me all you got”, I said gripping onto his hair and kissing him. We moaned into each other’s mouths as he began to once again quicken the pace. The bed frame began to rock back and forth hitting the wall with a loud thump every second as George drilled into me. 

“Oh god, y/n I'm about to come-”, he said as he stopped releasing himself into me. Afterwards he pumped a few more strokes into me until I came.  

After we were done, we laid next to each other, his arm around me as I leaned into his chest, my fingers running along his perfectly soft skin.  

“Y/n I want you to know this wasn’t a one-time thing. I want to keep doing this”, George said, “You want to keep fucking me?”, I asked looking up at him. “no-no I meant, well yes, I do want to keep making love to you. I meant I want to keep seeing you, only you”. George said kissing the top of my forehead. “Mmm, I think we could make that work”, I said giggling.  

“How about we go out tomorrow night again. After the group's press interview”. 

“That sounds great, I'll be looking forward to it”, I said, “now I think the boys are waiting for us”. I continued while standing up in just my panties, George moved quick enough to my side and slapped my ass.  

“Oh Georgie! Stop it!”, I squealed, playfully retaliating by hitting him back with a pillow. “Alright, I'm getting up, lets freshen up shall we”, he got up and walked towards the restroom. “I’ll join you in just a minute”, I said, “mmkay luv”, he said while walking into the bathroom closing the door behind him.  

Once I heard the water running, I plopped down on the bed, was this a dream? This had to be a dream, right? I’ve never thought this would happen.  

The door opened and George stepped out, a towel wrapped around his waist as steam left the bathroom behind him. 

“You going to join me luv?”, he asked stepping closer to me, reaching out to me with his hand. “hmm, yeah let’s go”, I said touching his hand I stood up and joined him for a quick steamy wash that ended in some steamy-hot-shower sex. 

Half an hour later we stood outside Paul’s room. “Yer ready?”, George cheekily asked, holding my hand as he knocked on the door. “Yeah”, I grinned, kissing his cheek. 

The door opened, Ringo smiled at us, “Oh you two devilish ones, you sneaky bastards”, Ringo chuckled letting us in. Passing Ringo, he said low enough only for me to hear, “You’re a lucky gal y/n”. I smiled, “Thank you Starr”, I lightly laughed walking in.  

Paul and John sat at a small table in the middle of the room playing poker.  

“Hello boys”, I said setting down my bag onto the bed. The two boys looked up from their game, probably expecting to see some groupie with their beloved guitar player.  

Upon seeing me John dropped his cards and stood up from his seat exclaiming, “I knew it! "Hahaha!”, John ran over to me excitingly picking me up and swinging me around the room. Setting me down he headed towards Paul, “You owe me”, Paul grunted and reached into the inside of his coat pocket.  

As his hand came out so did a twenty-dollar bill. “Here”, he sighed standing up, “I’m happy for you two. Really”, Paul said kissing my cheek and shaking George’s hand. “Thanks mate”, George said, “Come on let’s enjoy the night”, George said, his big toothy grin on display while he pulled me towards the table. 

And that’s what we did for many nights, played poker with the boys, making love and so on. George and I were happy. 

End.  

[amarellys]

A Day On The Beach pt.2 <3

Hi all sorry for kinda dragging on this second part, I had finals then went to Mexico for three weeks but don't worry I've been writinggg I didn't forget about this :) so here enjoy and the final part (pt.3) should hopefully be uploaded within the next few days.

With Peace -A <3

The rest of the day flew by quickly; I was back in my hotel room trying to pick something to wear later. I settled on a black flowy-long skirt, a white ruffled blouse, and some black flats. My hair was put into two loose braids on either side of my face pairing it with a black hairband. Dangly white feather earrings, as well as my cultural bracelets with the precious evil eye to protect the energy around me. And of course, I paired the outfit with some fine silver rings. 

When I met George, he brought me into a tight hug, his familiar cologne hit my nose as I felt my legs giving out under me as we pulled away from the hug. With his arms still wrapped around my waist he pulled me into a kiss. I sighed in relief, kissing George was going to be my new favorite thing. Once we pulled away, we smiled at each other, “You look divine”, George said kissing my cheek. “You don’t look so bad yourself Harrison”, returning a kiss to his cheek. 

We smiled once more to each other as we walked hand in hand to the car. 

Once we arrived at the restaurant, George held my hand in his, smiling as the waiter guided us to a secluded area. We sat at a table in the middle of an indoor garden above the restaurant, when we were finally seated George asked for a bottle of wine, white, my favorite. As the waiter walked away George looked into my eyes, reaching for my hands, he sighed contently.  

“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to ask you out for, I've waited so long for you my dear”. He kissed my hand sweetly. “I’ve actually never thought this would happen to be honest”, I replied with a sly smile on my face. “Oh, so you’ve thought of us going out before?”, he asked, a confident smirk spread on his face.  

As my face grew hot and red, I prepared myself to answer, then the waiter returned with the bottle of wine in hand.  

“Here you two go, now have we thought about what you’d like to start off with tonight?”, the waiter looked at George then at me, shit, I hadn’t even looked at the menu this whole time. I’ve just been a googly-eyed mess, my thoughts were interrupted by George. “Yes, we’ll start off with the cilantro and sunflower seed dip and chips, please”. He said ever so politely in his cute accent.  

“You got it Mr. Harrison”, she smiled and walked away. 

“I’d have to guess you’ve brought others here?”, you asked having a feeling this wasn’t his first time here with a girl. 

“Urm-well”, he began to scratch the back of his neck as he continued. “Yes, but they weren’t you”, he recovered ever so slightly. To this you chuckled, you had to give him some credit, he was a charming man for sure.  

“Ah okay”, was all I responded pouring wine into my glass. He smiled, “I don’t know how long I've watched you. But I've watched you for so long it feels like I know you deeply already”, he said in a sensual husky voice. 

My cheeks flushed bright red as he leaned across the table to kiss me. I returned the favor and leaned in as well. We kissed as sparks flew all around us, oh boy I was already falling deeply for this man. 

Once we separated, we noticed the waiter walking towards our table with the appetizer. That was quick, I thought. Maybe every time they knew George was coming, they already knew how to prepare what he usually ordered for his dates.  

“Here you go enjoy! I’ll be back soon with your main course order”, She smiled leaving. George looked at me, “What?”, I asked sheepishly. “You have tha’ look on your face doll, what are you thinking about?”, he asked curiously.  

“Hmm, how many girls have you brought here?”, the question flew out of my mouth as soon as I opened it. George was a little taken back by my question. “Uh, - I actually. Maybe we should just eat some of this dip. It’s actually pretty good”, he said digging a chip into the green colored dip. I smiled politely because I wasn’t going to ruin tonight with my questions, though it bothered me.  

We spent the rest of the dinner eating and talking about our weeks and life. I took a few pictures of George as I loved documenting my life, he flashed a cute toothy grin and smiled at the camera. The rest of the night continued like that, till we were outside my room. 

He turned to me and asked, “Did ya have fun tonight dear?”, he peered down into my eyes.  

“Yes, you actually surprised me tonight Harrison”, I smiled, the thought of having gone on our first dinner date to the same place he took many other women still ran rampant through my head. As my smile wavered the boy pulled me in for a kiss, it was obvious he was trying to make up for something. As his hands roamed my back he pulled me into a deeper kiss, he lightly pushed me against the door to my room. 

When my back hit the door I let a low whimper escape from my mouth. “You like it rough hmm?”, George whispered in my ear lowly. I bit my lip and nodded, was I about to sleep with George? I asked myself.  

“Shall we move this to your room or mine?”, he pulled away to look into my eyes. I wanted to say yes but my thoughts kept winning, was this the same game he played every gal? 

George looked at my face with an eyebrow raised, “Y/n, you’re different you are not like any woman I have ever been with. You are the epidemy of beauty. In fact, I’ve been working on a song, I think you should hear it. I was going to wait till it was released. But no better time than now”. He grabbed hold of my hand lightly and walked me towards his room door.  

[amarellys]

A Day On The Beach Pt. 1

Hi all! So I'm back with another Au George Harrison x Reader, this story centers around y/n being the band's photographer on a sunny day on the beach. All is well, as you enjoy the day with the boys and Brian Epstein who is your boss but all becomes steamy when a kiss grows into more in the ocean between y/n and the beloved quiet beloved Beatle.

There are three parts to this as I wanted to write as much as I could. There are really no warnings of any kind. Just enjoy this part and tell me what you loved <3

We sat on the sand for a while, watching as other beachgoers roamed up and down the sandy shore. I had on a new bikini set I had gotten a week before the boys’ beach photoshoot. It was green with some white flowers embroidered on the straps and along the waistline.  

Up until this point none of the boys had ever seen me in a bikini, which was clear when I stepped out of the changing room and arrived back on the beach. John was the first to notice me, he whistled at the sight of me, causing the other boys to look up from what they had been doing.  

“Oh lookie, we got ourselves a fine little thing, eh?”, John said, bringing his fingers up to his lips, releasing a whistle.  

George, Paul, and Ringo all stared in awe. Paul had practically begun to drool but Ringo shoved his arm to stop him from gawking at me. George stared into my body, causing goose bumps to spread across my body. 

“You look gorgeous y/n”, Ringo said, sending a friendly smile my way. Paul smiled sheepishly, grabbing his guitar he looked up at me, “uh-erm-Ya, you look beautiful y/n”. He said bringing a smile to your lips.  

“Thank you, boys, you don’t look too shabby yourselves”, I smiled, meeting the eyes of George. He had always kept what he really wanted to say in and never spoke too personally. But when he smiled his toothy grin my way, my face felt like it heated up 100 degrees. I was now weak to my knees.  

 

The boy had always had overwhelmingly crazy power over you. From the minute you met the boys, George always had a special part in your life. He’d sometimes come over to you while you prepared your film and would intentionally mess with it to get your attention. When your fingers would graze over his to get the film you felt the familiar pang in your heart that would cause you to gasp. As your face would brighten, you would hide it behind your bangs. Asking George for the film back in a serious tone. 

He would hand it back to you but would be confused as to why your mannerisms would change from playful to serious. 

 

Any who, you and George had been looking at each other for a long minute when Brian stood next to you clearing his throat. 

“Alright y/n... boys, are ‘Ya ready?... We got to get these photos done by sunset”, he looked down at his watch. Which read two-thirty-nine. You smiled to him, “I’m ready when they are”, you playfully motioned to the camera in your hand. George lightly chuckled, oh how badly he wanted to call you his already.  

The boys cladded together in the water, splashing each other and throwing themselves on one another. I giggled at the boys who were just having fun on their day off from touring. John, Paul, and Ringo looked at each other in the water, all three of them having the same idea as one another. They picked up George and began to take him to the deeper end of the water. George screamed at the boys who were now carrying him farther away. 

I smiled, taking more pictures of the boys as they threw George and began swimming to shore. But as they swam back, I realized Paul had a pair of trunks in his hand. I flicked a picture of Paul holding the trunks flailing his arms around like a child. “Here you go sweetie”, Paul said handing you the pair of trunks as he lightly kissed your cheek running away with the rest of the boys. Leaving poor George in the water.... nude. 

Setting down my camera on the beach towel I walked into the water. Soon treading closer to George at a respectful distance. “I think you lost something Georgie”, I said handing the boy his trunks. He blushed, “Oh thank you y/n”. He said looking into your eyes, you tried not to look down at his member floating in the water below the two of you. 

“Sorry you had to see my guy under these circumstances, in my head this all played out differently”, he smiled sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck nervously. With an eyebrow raised, the words he had just said connected in your head. “Oh, really?”, I asked in a low voice as George was trying to wiggle the trunks back on.  

When he was done, he looked at me, his dark brown eyes staring into my caramel ones as he got closer and closer to me. My breathing hitched as he placed his hands on my waist, my arms flew up around his neck as if it was already an instinct of mine. “y/n I've wanted you to be mine since the second I laid eyes on you and your beautiful soul”, he smiled at me as his ever-growing member touched mine through the fabric of his trunks and my bottom. “Me too”, I said smiling as he pulled me in for a deep kiss.  

My hands roamed his hair, lightly tugging it causing him to let out a small groan. “Y/n, I need you”, he said through kisses, squeezing me closer to his body. I then wrapped my legs around him, not wanting to let him go.  

“Woo! Look at them go!”, we heard a familiar voice yell from the beach. As we broke apart, we turned our heads to see John, Paul, Ringo, and Brian all watching with different facial expressions. John and Ringo were both happy and in awe. Paul was shocked as he laid eyes on us, it always felt like he wanted to make a move on me yet couldn’t and maybe now I know why. And well Brian was- well I couldn’t tell; he was always playing poker face, it was hard.  

“Let me take you out to dinner tonight, so we can resume this, yes?”, George asked biting his lip, I nodded, “Of course Georgie”, he smiled a big toothy grin and then planted a big wet kiss on my lips. 

[amarellys]

Strawberry Fields... Where Nothing is Real

Hi all! I wrote an Au about the lovely George Harrison <3 I've always loved The Beatles but it wasn't until this year I really got into each individual Beatle as an artist after they broke up. But nontheless here is an Au I wrote one night trying to get my inner feelings out for a musician gone too soon.

I hope you all enjoy <3

btw him with this guitar is iconic. I can't - breathe.

It was 1967, the Beatles were at the height of their fame, and the boys were having a release party for a new record that was set to be released. You had been in love with George for a while now, of course you had, every single woman who came around tended to fall head over heels for the man. You had become one of the unlucky girls, although you hid it well because you didn't want to lose your assistant job. 

You had started out as their assistant, helping run errands and fetch whatever they needed. You were a pretty girl; with a Hispanic background who somehow ended up living your whole life in Liverpool like the boys. You had jet-black long hair and beautiful caramel skin that turned pale when you didn't go out in the sun for a long time. Big brown eyes that you considered ugly due to the fact most of the boys tended to go after the girls with beautiful blue or green eyes. 

You weren't the jealous type either, except for when it came to Pattie, although she was nice, she often caught the eye of George. You knew you had no reason to be jealous though, not because you couldn't be because of your contract, you just knew no matter what, George had never once tried or at least never seemed interested in you from day one. You weren't hurt by this either, you just knew you had fantasies that would never play out the way you wanted. And you were okay with all of that. 

Until, that day, the day of the Beatles' album release party, you had decided to wear a nice flowy dress with flowers all over. You wore some brown platform shoes to give you a few inches of height as you were a shorter girl. You had accidentally taken the wrong turn a few blocks away and thus were late to the party by an hour. This had never happened before, and you'd hoped Brian wouldn't fire you over a small mistake. How were you supposed to know the street was a one-way? 

Anyhow, you arrived how people would say, "fashionably late". When you walked through the big wooden doors you saw Brian and his date casually drinking whatever they had in their cups. "Oh, look it's the beautiful y/n!", he said loudly quickly bringing a cup to your face. The smell of vodka hit your nostrils; Brian was offering you what seemed like a cup full of vodka. "Come on y/n! You work so hard! Relax for one weekend! Come on!", the girl next to him was eyeing you with jealousy. She had no idea you only had eyes for George. Nobody did. 

With the music coursing through your veins, you grabbed the cup and took a big swig of it. "WOOO! Y/N!", Brian yelled, he was gone, to say the least. From the corner of your eye, you saw Ringo, you excused yourself away from Brian to the chill and peaceful Beatle, Ringo Starr. "Hello their love. What took you so long? We were all looking for you". You smiled at his words, the hot feeling in your stomach was growing as your boldness grew more and more. "Oh really? You asked slyly. Ringo and you had been close for years, he even was dating one of your closest friends, so you had no hate for the guy. In fact, you loved his whole peace motto. George was the one you really loved talking to and even though you had just taken a swig of that drink you had begun to feel the effects of vodka on an empty stomach. "Where is everybody else?", you asked not wanting to get too specific of course. 

"Ah... they're all out back y'know talking to guests", Ringo rolled his eyes, after knowing him for a few years you knew he disliked reporters. Always wanting to get the "in" on whatever drama could be going on between the beloved four. "Oh okay". You said nonchalantly, what else could you say to the man? He had been talking to a girl and she had begun eyeing you jealously as well. You excused yourself starting to feel small again. You grabbed a cup out of Brian's hand and chugged it down. "WOOOO! Y/n you are on fire tonight madam!", he laughed drunkenly and embraced you. You giggled, and just then you felt a hand tap you on the shoulder, turning around you saw Paul. Geez, were you seeing all the men in the band except the one you truly wanted to lay eyes on? 

"Hey, darling". Paul said cheerfully, he was never one to go all out and drink like that instead he often paired his fingers with a blunt to keep him chill for the night. "Hello Pauly", you said coyly, calling him by the pet name you gave him many years before. "Where have you been y/n? George has been asking for you for a while now". He said, your heart began to flutter. "Really?", was all you were able to muster out of your mouth. Paul smiled as if he knew something was up by the way you responded. "What?", you asked nervously. "He's waiting for you outside by the buddha fountain", was all Paul said before grabbing two cups full of whatever vodka drink from a waiter nearby. Handing you one he smiled, took a swig, and walked away smiling. 

Your heart was beating fast, you were happy and yet you were nervous. Why had George been waiting for you? Maybe he just wanted you to fetch something for him like he usually did? Oh well, you thought, with the cup in your hand you went outside towards the buddha fountain George liked so much. 

Outside you saw him, he wore a nice navy-blue suit with fine white lines. He looked sophisticated and handsome, his hair was shoulder length, the style you had come to love when the band began to grow out their hair. He had a cig in between his fingers and was bringing it up to his lips when he noticed you. A smile spread across his face, the vodka had now been the reason you were able to casually walk up to him and tell him, "So, darling... I've heard you've been looking for me?", you asked with boldness in your voice. 

He chuckled, "Yes dear, I was wondering if you'd ever show up", he smiled offering you a bum of his cig. You took it while putting the cig in between your lips you looked at the man, his gorgeous eyes meeting yours. As you took a long drag, he said, "Darling, you look beautiful tonight.", he smiled kissing your cheek. 

Your cheeks flushed; you passed the cig back to him after a few drags. "Now I know what the Harrison effect is", you giggled mentioning the phrase many spoke as the way George had with many women. He loved the attention of any woman who crossed his path. Then a new thought crossed your mind, what would make you any different? 

He smiled, "No Hun, the only woman I'd ever wanted to have an effect on was and is you". You smiled but the thought still lingered in the back of your mind. You watched as from the side Pattie came up to you both, she smiled her way getting George's attention. He gave in, smiling, you looked at the two of them and smiled as you made up an excuse to leave. 

As you walked back inside you chugged the rest of your vodka-mixed drink. You went into the kitchen wanting to find water to even out everything, and while you were there you grabbed a cup from one of Brian's shelves and went over to the fountain. Turning the faucet on, you let the cold water fill up the glass almost all the way to the top. You looked out the window that was above the sink, it gave you a view of the backyard. You watched as George and Pattie talked, they were laughing and she got closer to his face more and more while she laughed. You sighed taking a big gulp of the water. 

"Ah these two...", a voice next to you startled you. You jumped to your left was now John, had he been watching you this whole time? "Hi John", you said gulping more of the water. "You know, if you like the guy you should go tell him. Before someone else confesses their feelings", John looked down at you sincerely. You knew he knew now how you felt about George. "How do I tell him when he is obviously into someone else?", I sighed asking John. "Trust me, darling, he doesn't feel the same way for her as he does for you. You should probably know that by now. The number of times he talks about you, fetches you to get something for him just so he can see you. Well, I've lost count by now". John chuckled, bringing his cup to his lips. 

You looked out the window again, this time George was alone, his cig was to his lips as he looked at the Buddha and the fish that swam in the fountain. "I think I'll go talk to him. Thank you, John,", you turned to him and smiled. 

As you walked back outside you watched the handsome guitarist under the lights Brian had set up. He continued watching the fountain not noticing you until you spoke. "Hello George", you said, George looked up and instantly smiled when he noticed it was you who spoke his name. "I like it when you say my name", George said, not even realizing what you said but feeling the comfort of safety when he was around you. You smiled; your cheeks began to turn to a rosy pink. "I must tell you something... for a while now I've had feelings for you. I never knew if you felt the same way. But after tonight, I just couldn't keep it hidden anymore. Life is too short to keep anything hidden and I think you feel the same way about me too. So, I just-". You were cut off as George threw down his now finished cig, he grabbed you close to him, cupping your face, and he locked eyes with you. His beautiful eyes dilated as he looked into your soul, "I find you irresistibly attractive and I will not spend another day on this planet without you being mine". He looked at you and then pulled you in for a kiss. 

As your lips met the fireworks in your stomach grew and then exploded. You had not been with someone who made you this hot in all the years you had been alive. In fact, you felt in this moment more alive than ever. As his soft lips touched yours, he pulled you closer and closer until you were one. You knew then and there the two of you would become inseparable. There would be many love songs dedicated to you in the future. 

What you didn't know was from the kitchen, Brian, Paul, John, and Ringo all watched. They smiled, "Finally", Brian said with a liquefied smile on his face. The rest of the boys nodded in agreement. They were happy to see the two of you finally in an embrace that had been long overdue. 

Strawberry Fields, where everything is real after all. Where love finds itself next to a Buddha fountain. 

End. 

[amarellys]

The One With The Red  Dress

Enjoy this mini AU I took months to finally finish about Peter falling in love more and more each time he sees the reader in this red dress.

XOXO ;)

Gif belongs to @dilaraxyildiz

Peter loved the way she made him feel when she wore that Red dress.

To be fair he had only previously seen her twice before in it, but she looked drop-dead gorgeous each time.

When she danced everyone’s eyes were on her. She captured the attention of all the boys and she didn’t even notice. She danced as if she were by herself in her room. Which was one of the things Peter loved about y/n.

The first time Peter had seen her in the dress was after a mission that had ended without any casualties. Tony had invited SHIELD agents, teammates, and other famous party-goers of New York to Avenger’s Tower. To celebrate the win.

For the majority of the time, Peter sat solemnly alone in a corner. Him being the only teenager at an adult orientated party was something that sucked. Because he couldn’t drink, nor really keep up a conversation with any other adult that wasn't Tony. But Steve had convinced him to stay and get acquainted with everyone.

As Peter was about to leave the elevator door rung, he looked up seeing y/n. He had seen her around Stark Tower before but never got the courage to talk to her.

But seeing her in that dress...

Made his knees weak.

As nervous as he was, he kept his cool. Because y/n was a pretty cool girl, who always kept an open mind about the world around her. After all, she was raised by her father Stephen Strange. Who started training her at a very young age. So one day she’d potentially be the next Sorceress Supreme.

But till then, she was just a beautiful, intelligent teenage girl in a red sparkly dress. 

Peter attempted and failed multiple times to start a conversation with her, as he began to give up Bucky Barnes and Sam Wilson came to the rescue.

Due to their help, Peter successfully got a date with y/n a Friday after the party took place. At a favorite milkshake place of y/n’s.

And to say the very least. That date went great.

The second time he saw her in the red dress was at a ball that none other than Tony Stark hosted. The theme? “Mexican Fiesta” Tony figured it’d be fun to have a mariachi band as well.

The party was taking place at the new Avenger’s compound in upstate New York. Which meant, Peter was going to have to sleepover. He was eighteen now and happily in a one-year committed relationship to y/n.

As he got ready for the party in his own personalized room Tony had made for him. Y/n entered in the dress. Immediately Peter had stopped buttoning his shirt, turning around to face her. Staring at her in awe.

“What?”. Y/n had asked. Brushing past Peter looking at herself in the mirror, trying to find something wrong with her outfit. “Do I look weird?”. She frantically asked him.

Chuckling a bit, Peter took y/n in his arms.

“You’re beautiful” he whispered into her ear.

“No, I'm not...”. Y/n said but it came out as a muffle as she was pressed against his shoulder.

“What?”. Peter said laughing a bit because she sounded funny. “I said I’m not”.

“Y/n... of course you are. You’re smart. You’re sassy. You care about people that’s what matters y/n”. Peter was now looking deeply into y/n’s soft hazel brown eyes. She could peer into his soul at any second but she knew and she felt the aura of love and adoration when she was around him.

“I love you”. Y/n had stated. This was the first time the words came out of her mouth. After Peter accidentally let the word slip out during a moment of bliss. Peter was shocked when the words left y/n’s mouth. He looked at her with shock then to adoration.

Pulling her closely he lays his forehead on Y/n’s. Both staring into eachothers eyes Peter says, “I love you too”.

The End.

[amarellys]

Alternate Earths

“You should write about peter losing his memory and he's in another world like our world and he gets obsessed with spider Man”.

Im finally back everyone !!

I’m back and prepared to tell more amazing stories I have had planned. Now a couple weeks ago I promised I would make an AU based off of Peter losing his memory and getting stuck in a world like ours. If you read Marvel comics (which you should, highly recommend you to) and you happen to know this amazing superhero named Gwenpool she goes through kinda the same thing. Except she remembers everything from her past life from her earth. In this short story I will be introducing a new concept. Peter Parker losing his memories and entering our world. Falling in love with a certain wallcrawling superhero. Okay... hope you guys enjoy :)

Gif belongs to @so-many-freaking-ships

The day started normally for Peter Parker. Peter awoke a second before his alarm would gooff. As he walked to school, his spidey sense protected him from the pigeon poop from flying birds above him. Except for one- just his, “Parker Luck” he said to himself.

He got to school and quickly washed his hair in the sink of the boys bathroom but before he could leave a voice spoke to him through the mirror.

He looked around the bathroom making sure no one was present. Peter slowly turned to the mirror, “uhhh did you just say something to me?”. “Well Peter Parker, today is your lucky day. I’m here to take you to another world- a world that doesn’t need saving everyday . A world where your Uncle Ben- your parents are alive and healthy. Prepare yourself boy- this will be a crazy adventure”. The voice faded away. Peter stood confused as can be then looked down at his hands which had started illuminating a purple color. Then sucking him into the mirror where the voice had come from. “NOooo!”. Peter screamed as he was sucked into the mirror. A boy shortly walked into the restroom causally washing his hands.

The day started normally for Peter Parker. Peter woke up a minute before his alarm went off, but fell shortly back asleep. Closing his eyes and opening them as he jumped when his alarm rang. His mother- Mary Parker walked in. “Sweetie time to get up. Made your favorite breakfast”. She blew a kiss to Peter who rubbed his face as she left the room. “Well that was a weird dream”. He stated while changing into a pair of jeans he found laying on the ground. He simply smelled them thinking quickly to himself if it was clean enough to wear, but with a shrug he deamed it okay.

Finally after putting himself together the best he could, he walked down stairs seeing his father Richard Parker watching the news while eating waffles and eggs. “Goodmorning Pete”. His father simply stated. “Hey dad”. Peter said sitting at his usual seat. “Here ya go Petey”. Mary said as she put the plate of food in front of Peter. “This looks amazing, thanks mom”. “No problem sweetheart”. Mary said walking back over to the stove.

Richard then put down his fork, cleaning his mouth with his napkin before turning to Peter. “So Pete- your uncle Ben is going to take you to school today. I have a big meeting to get to soon. So I’ll see you after champ”. Richard got up ruffling Pete’s hair while walking over to Mary kissing her goodbye. Walking out the door.

It was a few hours later. Peter sitting with Ned at lunch discussing the newest issue of The Amazing Spider-Man. “No Ned- this time he really is dead. That red?-Green Goblin killed him. He done-finished”. Pete said filling his mouth with fries. “No watch- Anti-Venom will be back.Just watch”. Ned said.

To them this was a regular debate. Over who’s death in the comics would stay permanent and who’s wouldn’t last atleast three issues. Just a regular day in Peter Parker’s life.

After school, Pete waited for his uncle ben to pick him up. He decided it was best to just walk home after waiting for 45 minutes. But on his walk home - his Uncle Ben stopped right next to him. Honking his horn scaring Peter to death.

“Geesh!”. Pete said as he jumped turning to the car. “Hop in!”. Ben yelled motioning to Peter.Once Peter had settled down, Ben began to drive away. “Sorry about that kid- got stuck dealing with some robber at a grocery store. Peter whipped his head toward his uncle, his anger vanishing away. “Are you okay!?!”.

Ben chuckled, “Oh Pete, no robber can beat me”. Ben said flexing his right arm. Pete chuckles as they begin to talk about baseball and Peter’s school day.

I honestly can’t find a way to finish this story. It’s been in my drafts for forever and I’ve never felt so done with something so I’ll just try and bless you guys with this. It’s probably horrible - but this is the best I could take out of the concept. :/

[amarellys]

“You should write about peter losing his memory and he's in another world like our world and he gets obsessed with spider Man”.

^^^ something a friend told me to write about a whileeee back. I’m back. Hi *waves hello*.

Well sheesh, sorry I’ve been gone. Life’s been a little hectic. I’ve become lazier then usual. Even to a point where I stopped writing this comic I told some of my closest friends that would be finished by this week. But in reality I’ve been stuck. Anyways I promise to write a fan-fic about that exact idea my friend gave me. Be back soon y’all. ❤️

[amarellys]

The Love Between Two

An Au about y/n (you) and Tony. Both Tony and you have always had an on and off again relationship. But this time he recently dumped his long-term girlfriend. Now you’re wondering where the relationship could take you both if you two would just stop with the games and got together finally.

Gif belongs to @spongebobsquarepants

“He dumped Pepper!”. I screamed eyes widening as I yelled into the phone. “Yes y/n calm down. Listen... I overheard him telling Vision, so don’t do anything drastic”. Natasha says whispering. “Nat... when have you known me to do anything drastic?”. I say plopping down on my red sofa. “Yeah y/n just... i’ll call you in a bit”. Before y/n could say anything else Natasha hangs up. With an annoyed huff y/n puts her phone down next to her turning on the tv. 

Two hours and many episodes of Grey's Anatomy later, a loud thump is heard outside of y/n’s apartment door. Y/n uses her X-Ray vision to see it’s Natasha who is trying to hold someone up. Y/n realizes that Natasha needs help, jumps off the couch and flings open the door. 

“WHAT HAPPENED?!?”. Y/n yells helping Natasha carry a hurt Tony to the couch. “Tony... he uh, he flew away with a bomb and then fell into the ocean. We gave him CPR right after we found him. Vision flew both of us here right away”. 

“And you want me to....?”. Y/n says with a confused look. “Use your healing abilities and save him y/n!”. Natasha says becoming distressed. “I can’t remember the last time I used my healing abilities.....” y/n says reminiscing to the last time she used her abilities she was stuck in a hospital bed for over three months. “Y/N! Now is not the time for you to be worried about yourself, Tony is possibly dying Right Now!”. Natasha yells feeling Tony’s pulse. Y/n eyes widen as she notices Tony’s face becoming pale. “Crap- crap- crap- crap”. Y/n states before kneeling next to him and placing her hands on his bruises feeling all the trauma from his body soaring through her.

As y/n finishes she starts feelings weak and lightheaded before passing out onto the floor below her.

Three Months Later...

“It’s been three months- she’s been in a COMA FOR THREE MONTHS!”. I heard the familiar voice of Tony. I think he was holding my hand. Well someone was. The screaming kept getting louder and louder till Tony was crying. “C’mon y/n, you know I love you. Please wake up. PLEASE”. The sentence turned into a sob. I tried my hardest to wake up and sit up and tell Tony that I was okay. I gave up trying.

“WAIT! Y/n??”. Tony asked. My eyes slowly opening, I blinked a couple of times due to the hospital lights being so bright. I zoned in on the figure next to me.

 “To-tony?”. My voice called out dryly. The nurse gave Tony a cup of what I assumed was water, with a straw. Nat helped me sit up fixing my pillow behind my back. “Don’t ever do anything like that again to us! You understand me?!?”. Nat said obviously on the verge of crying. Though before she could she hugged me then excused herself. Leaving Tony standing with the cup of water in his hand. 

Putting the straw between my dry lips Tony said, “You scared me y/n... you really did”. I coughed which prompted Tony to put the cup aside and pat me on the back. Wiping my mouth I stated. “Well you scared me first. I thought you were dead. You freaked me out”. 

“Listen y/n. I-I missed you. A lot of things have happened and I’m not sure what the next move for us is-”. 

“Don’t, let’s not worry about us right now... let’s just be happy i’m out of that stupid Coma”. I said chuckling. Tony chuckles a bit. “All I want to say is I love and will always care for you. Okay?”. Tony says reaching to kiss me on my cheek.

A nurse coughs startling Tony, who stands up straightening his outfit. Now that I was paying attention to him I realized he looked tired and like he hadn’t shaved in weeks (which is possibly true).

“Okay well I’m going to go get some food to eat. Be back in a few darling”. Tony said leaving as a nurse started to sit me up. “Okay im just going to take a sample of blood. Just to make sure everything is perfectly normal”. The nurse said starting to prepare my arm. “Your boyfriend sure loves you a lot”. The nurse said. “He’s not my boyfriend”. I said sternly but even as I tried to be serious the word “boyfriend” still made me smile. “Well if he’s not then you should definitely lock that down. You know he came here everyday since you were admitted. Never leaving your side. The first couple of weeks we had to call security because he wouldn’t leave once visiting hours were over”. The nurse said sticking the needle into my arm.

About an hour later I was watching some romantic comedy when Tony popped his head in. “Hey sorry I took so long, everyone was asking about you”. Tony walked over to the side of my bed sitting on the chair. With a sigh I turned to him, making sure we had each other’s attention. Then I said the words I was thinking. “I- I still love you Tony. The truth is I never stopped. And I won’t because you’re the one for me. I know I said earlier let’s not worry about us but. But I’m willing to try this”. I said. Tony was now grinning from ear to ear. “Well luv, I’m glad to hear you say that. I have always loved and wanted you and only you. No one else. If you want to be together. Great. I’ll get people to move your stuff in. If you don’t want to be with me. I’ll be the bestet friend you’ve ever had. I love you y/n and I don’t ever plan on not loving you”.

“Hmm well how about we just take things slow for now. No moving in together just yet”. I said smiling. Tony nodded his head then kissed me with his tender-soft lips. We broke apart. Our foreheads touching.

“Oh honey whatever pleases you”.

The end.

Hope you all enjoyed :))

[amarellys]

“Those poor boys”

“She deserves to be punished too.”

“I’m not saying I support rape, but-”

“Sorry to say - she deserved it.”

“She put herself in harm’s way”

“But if she was fingered, then that’s not rape.”

“She ruined their lives.”

[amarellys]

Out Of Time

An Au about the reader (y/n) and Steve Roger’s both living in a different era. Y/n was born in the eighteenth century, she was to be queen when until she boarded a train that fell into the icy-cold water of the Atlantic Ocean during a vacation. Steve Roger’s on the other hand, was frozen after he crashed a plane to save millions of lives. Now years later, they’re both alive. But their family and close friends are all gone. Now they only have each other's comfort.

GIF CREDITS; @zimski-vojnik

Alone in a cornfield. 

I lay.

I stare up at the star filled sky above me.“Why am I alone?”.I said out loud. “You’re not alone y’know”. Startled I turned my head, only to see Steve. “You’re not the only person living in a different century”. Steve lays next to me. “But are you from the eighteenth century?”. I say sarcastically. Steve chuckles. “Well..no but i’m from the nineteenth century sooo I kind of have a feeling I know what you’re going through”. I laugh at his words. “Oh Stevey, nobody but else knows what it’s like. To just wake up and seem like you’re in another world”. Steve is quiet. “You’re right”. Steve says standing up, he puts his hand down at me. “What?”. “Come on, we’re going to miss Tony’s party”. Steve says. I let my hand glide onto his, his firm hand closed and was able to easily lift me up onto my feet.

Half and hour later we arrived at STARK Tower. It was pretty quiet to be exact. No signs of a party. Just pitch black. “Well this isn’t normal”. Steve says walking over to where the light switch is. 

CLICK. 

“SURPRISE!!”. 

All around us fellow hero’s of Steve’s jumped up blowing their party horns. Blue-White-Red confetti being dropped over us. 

“It’s your birthday?”. I turned to Steve who was smiling at everyone.

“AND HAPPY FOURTH OF JULY!”. Tony yelled jogging over to Steve giving him one of those quick bro hugs. “Madam y/l/n”. Tony said bowing in front of me. “Oh stop it”. I said whacking Tony’s head with my clutch. “Ow! Geesh, remind me to never get on her bad side”. Tony said rubbing the back of his head walking off.

A couple hours into the party me and Steve had separated. He went off to his friends, I stayed talking to Nat, Vision, Bucky, and Wanda.

 “So I just gotta ask this but.. are you and my boy Steve a thing?”. Bucky asked finishing up his drink. “’thing’?”. I asked. “Yeah, are you guys romantic or?”. Nat said as my cheeks started to blush. Me and Steve considered ourselves something alright. But we hadn’t had The Talk since he’s always on missions.

“Umm I actually don’t have an answer for you darling”. I said as a hand touched my shoulder, I jumped a little at the cold touch. I turned around to see the blue eyes that belonged to Steve. “Hey”. “Hi”. I said still blushing. “Wanna go outside for a bit?”. Steve asked. “Sure”. I said waving goodbye to everyone before following Steve.

Once we separated ourselves from everyone I realized he was being eerily quiet. Which was not normal. Especially for Steve.

“What’s wrong?”. I said looking at him concerned.

Steve opened his mouth then closed it, a couple seconds later speaking, “I guess turning one hundred years old should be an accomplishment. But not when you were frozen more than half of those years”. Steve said facing the busy streets below us. “Oh Steve, come here”. I turned Steve around and hugged him hard.

“Listen, you are loved. You have a bunch of people here for you. You know that. I’m here. Tony’s here. The rest of your team and everyone inside is here just for you. Not because it’s your birthday. Well that too, but everyone loves and appreciates everything you have done for them”. I looked up at Steve who’s blue eyes were staring into my hazel-green eyes. “Thank you doll”. Steve said smiling. “No problem. Now let’s go back inside to Your party”. I said pulling Steve with me. But his grip tightened and he pulled me back toward him. Gasping I felt a strong-firm pair of lips on my own. My eyes widened then I realized what was happening and closing my eyes we soon became in sync.

Inside:

Everyone see’s the kiss. Nat turns to Bucky.

“I guess that answer’s your question”. Nat said smirking finishing her drink and walking away.

The End.

I have not been having a good week guys!! Like I have to speak in one of my classes tmw and i’m super anxious and i’m slowly dying. So pray for me. Also hoped you all enjoyed :))

[amarellys]

Teardrops

Y/N is a writer who is performing a piece she wrote after her very public breakup with Tony Stark :/

Gif belongs to @samwinchesster

“I still wish you were mine,

Everytime I think of you

I see our past

I see how we used to be

How you held me

How you looked at me

How you cared

Each time you’re a thought to my brain-

My heart breaks

More than the last.

The publicity of it, worsened us,

Worsened me

I see you at parties with girls

Drinking your emotions away

Or

Whatever it is that replaces your emotions.

You notice when I notice you

But all you do is continue living the

‘Bachelor Life’.

While I’m on the sidelines-

a cheerleader

Making sure you make it through whatever you’re going through.

But im done

You hurt me enough

You’ve put me to the side too many times to count.

Enjoy your ‘bachelor life’

Enjoy all the girls

Enjoy all the drinks

Enjoy all the parties

Just-

Enjoy

It

All”.