Is The Earth Really As Beautiful As They Say From Space?

Is the earth really as beautiful as they say from space?

With a Little Help—Chapter Three

John Deacon x Reader

Summary: A soulmate AU in which you don’t know who your soulmate is until after you both have fallen in love. While you’re searching everywhere for your soulmate you fail to see that he could very well be right in front of you.

Word Count: 2.5k

A/N: Sorry this took me so long, I’ve been a lot busier than I thought I’d be but, alas, here it is! I like this one and hope you do to :)) let me know if you want to be added to the tag list !!

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Cold water ran across your hands that you then placed on your neck, looking down into the sink basin in order to avoid making eye contact with your own reflection. You weren’t sure what had happened, let alone why, after watching John play bass onstage. Your stomach still felt uneasy and your chest tight whenever you thought back to the fact that thirty minutes had passed in one fleeting moment, even more so when you tried to think of why. Why, why, why?

 Finally looking up into the mirror you looked as uncomfortable as you felt, your body tensed and eyes squinting at yourself. You just had to hope once you got back out to the bar your body would relax as to not give away how uneasy you felt. You took some paper towels and dried off your hands, leaving the bathroom and entering back into the dark lighting of the bar, your eyes scanning for Anita and the boys. Your gaze fell on a booth across the way and you began the walk toward them, noticing a new addition to the group under Roger’s arm as you approached. Grinning as you made eye contact with John and instantly forgetting how you had been feeling, you rushed forward to give him a hug before sliding into the booth. 

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Could you do a one-shot based on George helping you with a bug? Basically, there is a bug in your room and George helps you get it out/kill it. It would be great if the other boys were featured and in this George is your boyfriend.

omg girls who are afraid of bugs are so cute

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“Geooooooorge!”

“What? I’m writing!”

“There’s a spider or something in here and I can’t get it out.”

There was a pause. You could almost see George leaning over his guitar and putting his face on the floor.

Sure enough, his voice was muffled when he yelled, “Where are you? I’ll come get it.”

“I’m on my bed. Thank you, I love you.”

He walked in, followed by Paul.

“Oh hi Paul. I didn’t know you were here,” you mumbled, feeling your cheeks heat up. You must look silly, curled up on your bed with the green blanket over your hair.

“Yeah.. how can you see me through that blanket over your head?” Paul asked warily.

You sheepishly pulled it down. “Shut up.”

John walked in, eating a sandwich. “What’s going on?”

“You’re here too?” you asked, raising your eyebrows. “How did I not know this?”

John snorted.

“How rude,” you muttered.

“Oh, sorry, do you want some?” Paul asked, snatching John’s sandwich and offering it to you.

You rolled your eyes.

“Thanks,” George said, taking a bite.

John protested loudly. “Oh, come on!”

Your hand went to your mouth to hide a smile. George swallowed. “What do you need, yn?”

“There’s a spider, Geo. Over there on the dresser. Please?”

George sighed and grabbed a glass off your nightstand. Sliding a newspaper towards the spider, he quickly slid the cup over it.

“Done,” he said, smiling at you and kissing your forehead. You smiled, wrapping your arms around his neck and nudging his face up to kiss him properly.

He smiled and kissed you back, sighing a little. You sighed too, your muscles relaxing. Okay, he needed to write songs less and kiss you more, you decided.

“Hey, public display of affection!” Ringo called, jolting you.

George yelped and pulled back, dropping the spider cup.

You screamed, flailing when the spider escaped onto your bed sheets.

“Why do people keep coming into my house?” you wailed.

Paul stepped forward, letting the spider crawl onto his hand. “I’ll put it outside.”

“Thank you, Paulie,” you squealed.

He and John left, arguing over whether to kill it or not.

“Don’t kill it!” George yelled.

“I know!” Paul yelled, while John yelled, “Over my dead body!”

You shared a smile with George. “They’re idiots.”

“Fun idiots,” he agreed, leaning down again, his hand reaching out to your cheek.

You were a centimeter away from him when you remembered Ringo in the corner.

Glancing at him, you saw that he was watching you in amusement. “You two are adorable.”

“Yeah, could we be, um, adorable alone, Rings?” you asked.

He laughed. “Yeah, sorry. I’ll leave you two lovebirds, alone.” Just as he closed the door, he teased, “But if you aren’t out in ten minutes, we’re checking in on you— naked or not!”

George flipped him off.

You giggled and reached for his face, kissing him through your words. “Thank you for getting that spider out.”

He nodded, sharing a kiss before he spoke. “What is it with girls and bugs? It’s silly.”

You laughed. “Don’t test it, Harrison.”

“Okay, okay.”

Peter and MJ Deleted Scene!

With a Little Help—Chapter One

John Deacon x Reader

Summary: A soulmate AU in which you don’t know who your soulmate is until after you both have fallen in love. While you’re searching everywhere for your soulmate you fail to see that he could very well be right in front of you.

Word Count: 3k

A/N: Hello everyone !! I have not written an actual, multi-part piece of work since I was a sophomore in high school, and I’m so excited to be starting again! Writing is something that’s always been so important to me and to be doing it more seriously again makes me happier than I can say. This is an idea I’ve been messing around with for a couple weeks now, and here it is! A lot of this fic is inspired by The Beatles A Little Help From My Friends (shocking, I know), so maybe give that a listen before or during reading and look into the lyrics a little. This is also a little foreign for me as I am a bri girl through and through, but this idea screamed deacy to me so it just had to be him.

I sincerely hope you enjoy it as much as I have had writing it :))

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It was a little cruel, really, how finding your soulmate worked.

The both of you had to fall in love, and only then would matching words would appear on your wrist indicating you both were meant to be. As sweet and touching as it may be when you do find the one, the countless times you suffered through a heartfelt “I love you” with your boyfriend only for nothing to appear on your body was rather upsetting. No matter how many times you had told yourself before that big moment of shared words of complete adoration not to expect anything, it still chipped pieces of your heart off each and every time. Having to break up with someone you genuinely cared for because it wasn’t written up that way by whatever cruel and omnipotent being created soul mates was incredibly infuriating.

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