#penny starr

[belsasim]

Speaking of the arrival of a baby... The first trimester was pretty much a nightmare for Penny (yup, she has denounced her Landgraab name and fully embraced her cover name 'Penny Starr' now. Also, if she writes books, they will have the right author's name), with nausea, lightheadedness and extreme fatigue.

But the rest of her pregnancy went surprisingly well. They had settled into the house and she worried less about how she would give this little baby a good start in life. Jess brought her in contact with an obstetrician, who confirmed everything was going very well and she was doing a great job.

Kit, who was at first overwhelmed by the idea of having a baby as a teen (I mean, very understandable) , absolutely fell in love with his future child. He often caressed Penny's belly, talked to the baby and felt if he could feel some movement, looking up to Penny with big, happy eyes.

Of course, the bigger and heavier the baby got, the harder it became for Penny's body. She was often exhausted and her back hurt more often than not, not to mention the high frequency of toilet visits. But both of them couldn't wait to meet their daughter...

[rockincountryblues]

Penny Starr aka Penny DeHaven

[nevereverywhere]

The Beatles promotional projections for Now and Then in Liverpool

[violentjo]

I don’t have much Beatles merch, but my cats name is Penny Lane so I think I trump all of you.

[icriedforthemoon]

Guess who's on their way to London and then Liverpool?

[okwritingandpain]

Penny Lane's Getting Better (The Beatles x Reader)

Epilogue: The End

Date: 2/9/78

Dear John, 

I wish I could have told you how much I loved you. From the first moment our eyes met, to the last shaky breath. I don't know if you remember me anymore, it's been so long since you went off with Paul, George, and Ringo on your grand adventure. I hope everything is going well for you. 

It's been, what, 20 years? More than that at this point, I know...

I tried reaching out a few years ago, but I couldn't get ahold of you because you had stepped away from the public eye. I hope you're happy with your family, and that you release some new music soon. 

Imagine has to be one of my new favorites, keep working away! I miss you, I'll be sure to reach out again soon. 

Love, 

the girl you showed around Liverpool over 20 years ago

Date: 4/16/78

Dear my best friend, 

It's been awhile since our last talk. Nearly 7 years now...how's your family? I hope they're doing well...

John, I, don't know what to say, how we can come together again. I know we are split apart, really and even our music is starting to reflect that. 

But you'll always be my best friend, you'll always be the person who inspired me the most. I love you, John. 

Highest regards, 

the boy you found in Liverpool 

Date 6/26/78 

Dear friend, 

I find your boldness endearing. The words you speak to the world are strong and noble like those of my own. I sometimes wonder how things could have been different, if we hadn't disbanded, but even you know that I wanted out of there more than anyone...more than you. 

Things have been fine over here. I've been soul searching, figuring out myself...especially in these times. I hope you and your family are well. I wish my own was. 

Notify me when you drop that next album will you? I'd appreciate a chance to listen to something that reminds me of better times. 

Signed, 

who they considered quiet 

8/30/78

Dearest friend of friends, 

Recording with you has been the best thing I've done in awhile. The albums aren't doing very well right now. I'm just glad for your contributions. If you need anything, I'm always here so just send a word. 

I haven't seen either George or Paul for awhile, the pretty girl from Liverpool reached out to me and she said she sent you a message a few months back. 

We've been wondering about you John...

Peace and Love, 

Your Drummer

20 years earlier 

"We won't be gone too long," John says, adjusting his cap. You raise your eyebrow as you fluff up his hairs that sticks out. 

"I know, but when you make it big, don't feel compelled to come back too soon, alright?" You reply, stepping away from him.

The train was nearing the station, your heart swelled, seeing your beloved friends going off into the world.

"I'm going to miss you," John whispers to you. He kisses your hand with a slight smirk. You chuckle to yourself, this feeling that he's going to forge his own path...you know that he will have bigger things to think about than you.

At least that's what you thought...

10/9/80

Dear Y/N,

I know it's been a long time since I've written you. My life has changed in so many ways, I can't even explain it. I admit that I wanted to reach out in the past and didn't have the courage too. I really missed you, but I felt I left you behind...

I see that now that I should have just written you. 

I still love you, and always will...

I really do miss you, maybe we can meet up again sometime. It would be nice to meet up again after all these years. I heard you're getting a name for yourself in England. 

Thank you for the birthday card, by the way, you've sent me one every year. 

I hope to see another one next year, 

I love you, 

John Lennon

@sabrielka-133

[fart-stuff-by-goose]

more sillies!! Someone please teach ema what romance is

also maggey getting some well deserved peace.

[witekspicsbanknotes]

Penny Land Bank - fancy notes with The Beatles. 5 pounds notes.

[pennylaneabbyroad]

[belsasim]

One evening, just as they were going to get ready for bed, Kit received a text message:

"Bro, I'm almost at your house. Don't want to ring a bell or knock as it might wake up Aska."

It was a message from Zinnia. Kit frowned. Why would Zinnia be in Strangerville? She was about to move to Sulani. Was this some kind of trick by a Landgraab cronie? He gave Penny a kiss. "I'm going to check something out, Pen. If I'm not back in 15 minutes, call Dylan and Jess." Penny nodded, giving him a worried look and a squeeze in his hand. "Be safe, Kit," she whispered.

Kit went out the front door and almost bumped into Zinnia, who had just reached the top of the stairs.

Kit (gasping): "Zin, you're really here?" Zinna (smiling): "Surprise!" Kit (quickly scanning the street, nothing suspicious): "Plumbobs! How? Why? I didn't... How?" Zinnia: "I'll tell you after you've given me a hug, dear brother." Kit (overwhelmed): "Of course. I missed you so much, Zin!"

The twins shared a long tight hug, fighting tears of happiness. It had been an eternity of being apart, never in their life had they been so far away from each other. To be able to hug each other now, was the greatest blessing.

"Come in, Penny will be so happy to see you!" Kit beckoned her to follow him into the house. Penny, phone in a trembling hand, ready to call the Sigworths if Kit didn't come back in time, almost dropped her phone when she saw Zinnia come in after Kit. "Zinnia? For real?"

Just when Penny rushed over to take Zinnia in a hug, Aska started crying in the bedroom. Kit and Penny's gaze met. "You hug, I check," Kit nodded, giving Penny a wink. He had this. Penny winked back at him and then proceeded to hug Zinnia.

"Wow, Zinnia, you look so good," Penny sighed when they ended the hug. "How was your birthday? Why aren't you on your way to Sulani yet?" Zinnia gave her a conspiring look. "Oh, but I am on my way to Sulani. I just missed my flight." Penny squinted her eyes a bit, tilting her head slightly. "But isn't Momo going to be worried?"

Zinnia reassured Penny immediately: while her parents and the boys didn't know about her plan to take a detour via Strangerville, Momo and Piper were in the know that Zinnia would arrive with another flight, 2 days later. They would keep the Dreamers back home thinking Zinnia had arrived just fine, but was just very tired from traveling, until Zinnia was actually in Sulani.

"I just had to come and see you three, Pene... Penny, sorry, still getting used to that. I've been careful and there really isn't an earlier flight after the one I had originally booked. I booked a room in a hotel not far from the airport, so they'll think I'm just killing time there. I want to see Aska so badly. Can I see her?" Penny immediately took Zinnia by the hand and led her to the bedroom, where Kit was in the process of comforting Aska.

"She's so tiny," Zinnia gasped. "She's precious," Kit smiled, his gaze locked with his daughter's. Aska had just stopped crying and gave her father a faint smile. "She's already grown quite a bit," Penny declared with pride, "she's doing really well."

Zinnia gave Penny a few taps on her back. "You two did really well. She's gorgeous. I love her." Kit looked at Zinnia. "She started crying when you came into the house and stopped crying when you came into the room. I think she wanted to meet her auntie."

"Right, I'm an auntie now," Zinnia smiled, "so weird."

[turnaboutstar]

my current ace attorney tier list rankings :3c

[trucygoose]

do you have any unpopular queer hc for aa such as for example headcanoning franziska as bisexual and not a lesbian? or strongly held queer hcs for unpopular characters? for example I think larry butz is pretty genderqueer and might be an egg trans woman or is nonbinary

if you don't have any of these its fine, bonus question: can you write a nuanced hc about franmaya's respective experiences with queerness? :D

I could’ve just written them but! Fuck it we ball

These are some of mine!! Mainly strongly held queer hcs for oneoff characters (with exceptions) (they’re not widely held as far as I know?) I hold a lot more, but they’re mostly widely held / implied in canon

Unfortunately putting ideas into words is hard for me, so I don’t think I’ll go into detail rn (though I may later)

PS. I love genderqueer Larry hc!! I’m not listing it here as one since I’m legitimately not sure if I’d count it as one of my own headcanons, but I think egg Larry is super interesting and I’d love to see more :3

Tysm for asking!! I’d love to talk more about egg Larry

[nostalgicobsession-blog]

Gonna be crying all day because my boys are releasing their last song ever😭💔

[jaynedolluk]

Almost Famous - The Real Lives of Groupies

[smallboobsbighearttt]

Oh to be a groupie in the 70s and f@ck rockstars😭😭😭

[okwritingandpain]

Penny Lane's Getting Better (The Beatles x Reader)

Chapter 5: All My Loving

You hate school. You hate it a lot more than you expected you would. Now it wasn't because of your classes, but rather the absolute trash fire that John and Paul's relationship was.

They fought at every hour of every day and you couldn't avoid it. It didn't help that you had recently become John's girlfriend, which made you an easy target for Paul to vent his frustrations. You wanted to rip out his vocal chords, but decided not to as he was a good singer.

"..and then he just walked away!" Paul was blabbering about some sort of argument he had with John earlier that day. It was lunch time, but none of the other guys were around except for Paul. You silently play with your fork, pretending to listen to Paul's lengthy story. When did he become so annoying?

"Are you even listening to me?" Paul suddenly asks. You snap out of your daze and stare at him. He sighs, already knowing the answer. You rub your eyes, hoping Ringo or George would show up already.

"Where are the rest of the guys?" You finally ask Paul. He raises and eyebrow, chomping down on some salad he stole off some girls tray.

"Ringo is sick, remember? George and John dipped today," Paul explains. You groan at the fact you're stuck with Paul for the rest of the day.

"Are you serious? Why'd they dip?" You question, slamming your tray on the table next to him.

You both sat outside in the gray weather. The white lillies bloomed in bushes near the small outdoor area. Usually you and the guys ate lunch together under the nearby oak tree, but recently the group had become pretty divided.

"I heard that John got a solo gig at a local place and he invited George to play bass instead of me," Paul mutters. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a cigarette.

"I'm sure that's not true, Paul," you say with a frown. He shakes his head, muttering under his breath. The cigarette hangs from his mouth as he searches for his lighter.

"I wish you were right." He lights the cigarette and takes a long drag. You cough which makes him snort.

"So what now? Are you just going to follow me around all the time now?" You ask, almost jokingly.

"Pretty much," he replies instantly. You frown. Of course he was serious about it.

"I have a life outside of you and the boys, you know."

"I don't see you doing anything else besides hanging out with us,"

"At this point, I'd rather be on my own than with you guys,"

"Is it that bad?"

"It's worse," you say, poking around your food.

Paul sits on the table, looking down at you. He takes another drag of his cigarette, letting the smoke surround him like a darkening fog.

"You really like John, huh?" he asks, looking up into the distance where the school sits. The gray building is bustling with students heading in from lunch. Class must be starting soon.

"I do," you reply. You're not sure what Paul is getting at, but you can tell he's holding something in.

"I get that." His comment is confusing, but he doesn't look at you. He mutters something to himself and then shakes his head, standing up from the table. He extends his hand to take you back to the school. You roll your eyes and take his hand.

John hasn't walked you home from school in days. You feel a little disappointed, like he didn't want to be around you anymore. Of course, since he hasn't been around, Paul's been following you everywhere.

"If you could be any musical instrument, what would you be?" Paul asks, following behind you. You're passing the fire station which is where Paul throws his cigarette on the ground.

"That's a stupid question," you reply. You were growing tired of Paul, and you honestly wanted nothing more to do with John or the others. Ringo might be the only one who had a pass from her because he was sick.

"It's not stupid, it's a question," he says. He's humming some song that he was writing. The band hadn't met up in awhile though.

"I would want to be any instrument you can't play," you mutter. Paul hears this and smirks a little.

"Than you must be pretty obscure." He grabs your arm, pulling you towards him. His hand lets you go almost immediately as he points at a small bakery across the street. He gives you a quick smile before pulling you towards the bakery.

"Paul, I need to get home," you say, fighting his every move. He doesn't seem to care as you enter the shop. The smell of freshly baked bread wafts through the air, making your mouth water. You try to hide how much you love the smell, so Paul didn't notice.

He stares at rolls, croissants, donuts, and more. It's like a paradise of bread and sweets that you could devour within an instant. Except you didn't have money and you did actually need to get home.

"I'll take two croissants please," Paul tells the clerk.

"Paul, I don't need one--"

"Yes, you do," he cuts in. You roll your eyes, sifting through your pockets for some cash of any kind to give him. You know he would refuse it anyhow, but you couldn't help it. He hands the clerk some money and in return he gains croissants. He walks back over to you with a dorky smile, handing you one of them. You reluctantly take it from him.

"Thank you," you whisper, admiring the golden bread in your hand. He smiles at you, taking a big bite of his own. You can't help but notice the way he is staring at you.

Originally you may have thought he liked you, but this stare feels different. It feels more genuine, more friendly than it ever had been. He almost seems to be holding something back, but you can't quite place what that is. 

"Y/N," Paul whispers, staring at the floor. He looks like he's on the verge of tears. Her heart begins to swell with sadness, what happened between him and John? What happened...

"Paul--"

"There's my girlfriend," John walks into the bakery. He grabs her shoulders and leans in for a kiss. She reluctantly kisses him back. "Hanging out with Paul I see," he mutters. Paul looks up at his once best friend and quickly backs away.

"He was just walking me home since you've wanted nothing to do with me for the last few days!" you snap at him. He glares at you and steps away to the counter. He orders something for himself, while you recollect yourself.

"I'm sorry," Paul says.

"It's not your fault," you reply.

"It might actually be," he replies before John ushers you out of the bakery. You look back at Paul one more time before following John down the street towards your houses.

You both don't say anything, the air is tense and prickly. You want nothing more than to leave his side. You hadn't expected him to act so cruel after you started dating.

"I want to take you out tomorrow," he says. You frown, stopping your pace. He keeps walking but stops to look behind at you.

"I'm not going out with you until you tell me what's going on between you and Paul," you hissed. You were done with all this nonsense.

"What is there to say? Me and Paul aren't that close right now okay!?" he shouts back at you.

"Why?" you ask, quietly. He pauses unsure what to tell you, the truth or the partial truth.

"He likes you," he replies.

"Like you do?"

"Not exactly," John shakes his head, muttering to himself.

"Then what does he feel, John?" You urge. What could they possibly be beating around the bush so much? What was so important?

"I don't know if I can tell you, if I can trust you," John replies. He looks defeated as he collapses onto the street. He sits cross legged with his head in his hands.

"Trust me?" You say, kneeling beside him. You look into his eyes which look back at you with more love than you could imagine.

"It will come with time," he whispers back.

"Then you will go out with me another time," you reply back. Standing up, you walk back to your house without John. You can feel his eyes watching you leave.

"I'm sorry, John," you whisper to yourself before you walk into your house where your family is waiting.

"Where's John?" Your mother asks, but she sounds more urgent than usual.

"He's down the street, what's going on?" you ask, suddenly feeling your heart drop in your chest. Something happened. What happened? WHAT HAPPENED?

"Mimi found Paul a couple miles from here," she says, her hands shaking.

"What the hell's going on, mom?"

"He was trying to catch a train out of the city..."

You feel your heart return. You thought the worst had happened, but it looks like everything is alright.

"Thank god," you whisper.

"John was supposed to take him and the band to a city nearby, but I heard about the fighting...I guess Paul was going to talk to John," Your mother explains.

You glance at your father whose face is stoic, he rubs your sister's back trying to reassure her. She's crying into his side which makes you want to rush over and hug her.

Your mother still seems worried which you don't quite understand. Paul was okay, right?

Paul was okay.

"Honey, he got hit by a car."

@sabrielka-133