A collection of tidbits that are hoarding up space in my mind. Sometimes when I write I have many ideas I can't use in my actual stories so here's where I'll post scenes that I can't resist writing but have no place for. Angsty, smut, funny, romantic, and just plain silly. Anything that's on my mind really but I'll make it worth reading. May range up to a NC-17 rating.

John survives the shooting on that fateful day in December of 1980, and the Beatles are reunited for the first time in years. Everything seems to be getting better, but all is not as well as it seems.

It's late 1964, 7 years after Rosie Carlson was with John, and she hasn't heard from him since. There never came a letter, no matter how many times she tried to get a response, and she is still trying to hear from him, sending John letters every time she can. Doing her best to move on, which is hard to do, Rosie works most of her days, living in a crappy little flat in London. Francis, her best friend and the one she met at her work, has been her outlet of her sadness, yet he's hoping to be something more, and she's not saying no. Rosie almost begins to feel she can live without John, she has before, but that changes when a regular customer, with a secret, comes in one day, leaving something for her, and everything is flipped upside down for better, and for worse.

Hanna 14 year old Beatle maniac in the 2000s. She falls asleep and and wakes up next to a tree in Liverpool, England during the 1950s.

Not everyone meets the person of their dreams in the most conventional way, and for some it can seem just like a rom-com. Even so, that doesn't mean their love isn't real. Emma encounters Richard when she collapses outside of a cafe, and thus begins an intense love that must survive a great many obstacles. Even if their love surpasses these challenges of the heart, will they survive them as one? [Beatles fanfiction] *I do not own The Beatles, and this story is purely a work of fanfiction. I am not affiliated with The Beatles in any way.* {WARNING: This series is some of my oldest and some of my worst writing. So please don't judge. 😅}