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🌙Takashi🌙
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🍄 - Takashi
🌿- "Long Haired Lady" - Paul McCartney
🍏- Nelson
🍓 - Artist, Musician and Writer
🍋 -Pfp Marylin Monroe
🍒 - https://takashi-lennon.carrd.co/
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The front and the back of this stunning outfit credits:@witchy13unny on discord for the amazing images given
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IK THE SHOW IS BAD BUT.. BUT.. HES A DILF AND I LOVE HIM
I ship them hard
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living in the immaterial world or whatever george said
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I ALSO WATCHED MORE OF MUPPETS AND I THINK I HAVE ANOTHER FAVORITE CHARACTER FOR SURE....
And of course how could I leave my fav character without a human ver 🦧
AND MORE OF THIS SILLY GANG BECAUSE I'M JUMPING AROUND AND GETTING MORE SEROTONIN
MEMDJSJJDJ, AHEM so!! I'm literally going insane over muppets and I just must watch all of them oh my god.. The Electric Mayhem makin my brain go bbrjkdbbbbrrbb
ANYWAY!!! I HOPE YOU ALL DOING OKAY and don't forget to drink water!! Have a wonderful morning/evening/night and remember to have rests!
See you soon! 🌱❤
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Update: I have covid so all fanfictions will not come out until I heal in 5 days.
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The scream 💀
so this happened with my cardboard cutout ( feat. @gyutzr as the one filming )
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undying love which shines around me like a million suns
Art made by @eekeekart
(nsfw mentioned but not acted on-)
Just a few days into practice, the boys had already formed a solid bond, with John and Ringo's connection standing out the most. When John first laid eyes on the big-nosed drummer, he felt a bit nervous because of how effortlessly cool Ringo seemed.
In the early days of the band's formation, the connection between John and Ringo quickly deepened, evolving beyond mere musical camaraderie. John, typically bold and charismatic, found himself unusually timid around Ringo, who exuded an effortless coolness. This day was like many others, except Ringo was absorbed in a book when John sauntered into the dressing room.
"Ritchie... I'm here for my daily checkup," John announced with a playful tone, breaking the quiet concentration in the room. His words drew a soft chuckle from Ringo, his laughter lightening the atmosphere and bringing a smile to John's face.
"Hey, loser," Ringo retorted with a grin, playfully punching John’s shoulder. His blue eyes held a spark of mischief, locking with John's for a fleeting moment that seemed to pause time. The playful banter was a prelude to something more, as John reached up to caress Ringo’s face, the touch gentle yet charged with an unspoken affection. The caress deepened into a passionate kiss that seemed both inevitable and impulsive.
The intensity of their connection sent them tumbling onto the nearby couch with a resounding 'THUNK.' As they landed, Ringo’s eyes fluttered closed, a contented expression washing over his face. John, moved by the moment, continued to stroke Ringo's cheek tenderly, their earlier antics giving way to a serene quietude.
With two hours left before practice, they chose to spend their time nestled together on the couch. The urgency of the world outside faded away as they lay in each other’s arms, the contours of their bodies fitting together perfectly. Occasionally, John would pick up the book Ringo had been reading, attempting to finish the chapter, but more often than not, he found himself simply watching Ringo, appreciating the quiet moments of intimacy that had started to define their relationship. These moments, though simple, seemed to fortify their bond, crafting a foundation not just for musical collaboration, but for a profound friendship.
As the time for practice drew near, the rest of the band started arriving, filling the previously quiet space with the buzz of conversation and the clinking of instruments being unpacked. John and Ringo slowly disentangled themselves, sharing a lingering look that spoke volumes about their mutual understanding and affection.
Ringo, with a playful wink, was the first to stand, stretching his limbs and adjusting his hair back into place. John followed, a smirk playing on his lips as he watched Ringo slip back into his public persona with ease. They joined the others, their earlier intimacy seamlessly blending into the collective dynamic of the group.
As they began to tune their instruments and warm up, the chemistry between all the members was palpable, but there was a special spark between John and Ringo that even the casual observer could not help but notice. Their shared glances and inside jokes peppered the session, reinforcing the bond they had fortified in the quiet of the dressing room.
The practice session unfolded with a burst of creative energy, as melodies were woven and lyrics fine-tuned. John and Ringo, now fully in their element, pushed each other to new artistic heights. Their earlier connection, formed in moments of quiet and comfort, now fueled their performance, driving the band towards what would become one of their most inspired rehearsals.
As the day wound down, the boys packed up their gear, their chatter light and easy. John and Ringo left the studio together, their steps in sync, a testament to the rhythm they had found not just in music, but in each other. In the laughter and conversation that followed, it was clear that whatever the future held, the bond they had formed would remain a vital part of their journey together.
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I’m sorry but you know this was the edit MLH wanted but he knew he had to put Ringo in between cause it would’ve been too nasty for tv
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I can’t believe we have actual footage of Mclennon sex in action and you are all sleeping on it. 🫨🫨
And yes this is how I imagine it;
Uncoordinated. Silly. Goofy. Paul not sure what exactly is going on, but happy to be here. John trying so hard to get Paul’s trousers off that he ends up on his arse, legs flailing in the air. It’s hot.
(Update: if you are wondering what you are looking at; once you see it, you can’t unsee - Paul’s right knee is bent over his left, and underneath his leg is the top of Johns head - that’s his wavy auburn hair . You can also see what looks like Paul’s left foot sticking out between Johns legs - it has a plimsoll on it. IDK what the white blurry shape underneath Paul’s right knee is)
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The Beatles take turns singing the lead on The Isley Brothers' "Shout" in Around the Beatles, 1964
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(Some of) John Lennon’s Collages
- “You Always Hurt the One You Love” for George Harrison, 1975
- “I Only Have Eyes for You” for Paul McCartney, Paul later gifted this to Julian, John’s first son, late 1950s
- Untitled for Ringo Starr, 1975
- “Who was Mother Goose?” for Elton John, 1975
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Caught kissing
After one of their performances, Paul and George found themselves having to share a room due to budget constraints. When they entered the room and noticed only one bed, it was clear the night would be full of chatter and more. George looked at Paul with a goofy smirk and teased, "There's only one bed and two of us, you know what that means?" "Gossip!" they exclaimed together, running to the bed with their shoes still on, and began chatting away.
Art by @groovegalz
As they gossiped, the mood shifted, and soon they found themselves caught up in a passionate make-out session—something that usually happened later in the evening but was spurred on this time by their lively conversation. Just as they were deeply engrossed, the door swung open. It was John, standing in the doorway with a shocked expression, which quickly turned into an awkward chuckle before he hastily closed the door and sprinted down the hall.
Hearing the rapid footsteps, George and Paul jumped up and dashed out the door, eager to catch John before he could blurt out something impulsive or cause a stir.
George and Paul, shoes barely on, raced after John down the hall, dodging confused hotel guests and a bewildered bellhop juggling luggage. As they finally caught up, breathless and grinning, they found John dramatically pointing at a vending machine.
"What's up, John?" Paul asked, panting.
"I... I just wanted to show you," John gasped between breaths, "they've got those limited edition crisps we love!"
All three burst into laughter, realizing the urgency was all about snacks, not scandals. They pooled their change, hit the vending machine buttons with excitement, and returned to their rooms, each clutching a bag of crisps—nighttime gossip and snacks now on the agenda.
Writers note: it's been a while hasn't it, the reason why I don't write lots of fanfiction is school and the amount of fanart I find.
Hopefully people love my writing and don't think it's bad or just gross but I'll just leave this here.
Love Takashi! ☆
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