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nikki-ann · 1 year
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When you think of me, I hope it ruins Rock’n’Roll
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peachy-ash · 10 months
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𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐲 𝐣𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 & 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐱 - daisy jones
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booksaesthesic · 2 months
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-daisy jones and the six aesthetic-
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charactersaes · 11 months
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Daisy Jones Aesthetic
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corpsebasil · 1 year
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had my Daisy jones moment this morning when I woke to my foot covered in dried bl00d after walking on broken glass ! i love being represented in media
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towerofmoons · 1 year
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"I had absolutely no interest in being somebody else's muse. I am not the muse. I am the somebody. End of f*cking story."
TAYLOR SWIFT & THE SIX || Daisy Jones & The Six aesthetic
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my-1red-heart · 2 months
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favorite couples :
daisy jones & billy dunne
daisy jones and the six (2023), dir. james ponsoldt, will graham and nzingha stewart
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marvelobsessed134 · 4 months
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Her good slut
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Pairings: Older!Daisy Jones x Fem!Reader
Warnings: smut, oral (r receiving), fingering (r receiving), praise, being called a slut, mommy kink, age gap (not specified)
Summary: working as daisy’s assistant is a wild ride (literally)
The redhead backed you up against the wall as she furiously made out with you. Her hands roamed your body, taking in every curve, every inch.
You’re Daisy’s assistant for her tour for her new solo album. It’s been years and she’s finally ready to get back into music. And as you can tell, she’s taken quite the liking to you.
“You’re so pretty, sweetheart.” She rasped, kissing your neck no doubtably leaving marks.
Finally, she gave you room to take your tank top off. She groaned when she saw you weren’t wearing a bra. She groped your tits with both hands. “Walking around like this…for everyone to see? Don’t you remember what mommy told you?”
You nodded, “I’m sorry mommy…I was in such a rush this morning…”
“You’re mine. Y/n. All fucking mine.” She grabbed your left boob and bit and sucked on the sensitive bud of your nipple. Your hands combed through her hair as you moaned. She did the same to the other side, her other hand creeping down inside your shorts.
“Mmm…I can feel how wet you are through you panties pretty girl.” She began to rub you outside your panties, the friction making you go weak in the knees, almost falling.
Daisy chuckled, helping you up and guiding you to the bed, pushing you down on it before crawling on top of you, kissing you again.
She kissed her way down your body, stopping at the waistband of your shorts, unbuttoning them and pulling them along with your underwear off.
You instinctively spread your legs wider so she could get a good view of your dripping pussy. “Good girl. So obedient.” The singer muttered under her breath, leaning in to press kisses inside your inner thighs. The red head finally kissed your clit, harshly sucking on it, and licking up and in between your folds.
“Oh mommy!” You gasped.
“Fuck, Y/n. You taste so good. So good for me.” She moaned, entering her tongue into you, tongue fucking you.
You couldn’t contain your screams of pleasure, too busy relishing in the pleasure you were feeling.
You clenched around her tongue and came all over it, Daisy groaned at the taste.
“I want you to cum one more time on my fingers. Think you can do that for me baby?” She asked.
You nodded, “mhm.”
She inserted her two fingers into and began to pump in and out at a steady pace. You gripped onto her shoulders as she fucked you. The two of you looking into each others as as your jaw dropped every time she hit your sweet spot.
You felt they familiar knot form in your stomach. “Mommy- I’m gonna cum!” you squealed which only egged her to go faster.
“Go ahead baby, cum for me.” You came with a loud moan, not caring if anyone heard you.
“Good girl,” Daisy took her fingers out of you and put them towards your mouth, “open.”
You obeyed, sucking your juices off her fingers. “Such a good slut for me.”
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polydeuces · 1 year
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Your Camera roll if you were a rockstar! ☆
⭐︎ — switching it up this time. sorry for my absence i have been busy but i am working on requests/requests are open!
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peachy-ash · 10 months
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𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐲 𝐣𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 & 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐱 - daisy jones 
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saisew · 1 year
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1970s trends seen on Daisy Jones
1. Fur coats
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Everyone had one.
Pictured on Cher, Stevie Nicks, Christine McVie, Carly Simon, Janis Joplin, Anita Pallenberg, and Linda Ronstadt
2. Wrap tops
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Bonus points for wearing a brooch to keep it closed while on stage.
Pictured on Stevie Nicks, Jane Birkin, Emmylou Harris, and Linda Ronstadt
3. Shorts
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Short shorts specifically. The possibilities were endless – denim, suede, crochet, patchwork.
Pictured on Cybill Shepherd, Linda Ronstadt, and Patty Pravo
4. Afghan Coats
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The combination of two of the 70s favorites materials – fur and suede.
Pictured on David Bowie and ABBA
5. Patchwork
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This outfit was specifically inspired by designer Melody Sabatasso.
Pictured on Cher
6. White top + Blue Jeans
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An effortless classic
Pictured on Linda Ronstadt, Cher, Jane Birkin, and Farrah Fawcet
7. Kimonos
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Like a shawl but less work
Pictured on Carly Simon, Emmylou Harris, and Christine McVie
8. The white witch
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Free and ethereal
Pictured on Cher, Stevie Nicks, and Rose Simpson
This is just a few trends, I’ll probably make a part 2 after the next episodes come out.
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khaleesi-rose · 9 months
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“If the rest of the world was silver, Daisy was gold”
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httpschrys · 1 month
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“I wish someone had told me that love isn’t torture. Because I thought love was this thing that was supposed to tear you in two and leave you heartbroken and make your heart race in the worst way. I thought love was bombs and tears and blood. I did not know that it was supposed to make you lighter, not heavier. I didn’t know it was supposed to take only the kind of work that makes you softer. I thought love was war. I didn’t know it was supposed to…I didn’t know it was supposed to be peace.”
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Studio Time
Daisy Jones x Reader
Summary: Daisy decides to stay behind with you while you work.
warnings: none, pure fluff.
(a/n: trying to normalize random daisy fluff)
masterlist | taglist | requests: open
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You first met Daisy when Simone introduced you to her at a party. It was really dark but you remember noticing her eyes first, then her hair, then her smile. She couldn't look more gorgeous.
You had known Simone through Teddy, one of the best guys you work with. He's like your best friend and father figure trapped in one and plus you make music together so you've had a bond that's like no other.
You knew Daisy because you heard "Look At Us Now" on the radio and fell in love with her voice, you have been begging Teddy to let you meet her.
Daisy was absolutely love-struck when first meeting you, but didn't show it. She hadn't heard of you before meeting you but she couldn't get enough of you when she first met you.
Daisy didn't leave you alone for the rest of the party. She sat with you and talked from music to what she had to eat last night, she felt like an open book with you and that's something she felt like she couldn't get from anyone else.
She left with you in the middle of the party, you couldn't help it. Daisy woke up in the middle of your soft king-sized bed, the sun shining through the hills of your neighborhood.
She found you making breakfast and watching the news and couldn't get enough of you.
You two ended up skinny dipping in your pool while on acid.
Now it's been eight months since you and Daisy have been dating, publicly. Everyone knows if they see you, they should see Daisy wandering around behind you.
Daisy has, for the most part, moved into your home. She spends all weekend from Friday to Monday morning when she goes for studio time for Daisy Jones and the Six.
And you couldn't get enough of her during work either, because she would be in the same building as you while you were recording with another artist. Daisy would visit you for a little while you work or you would join the band with her.
The band also loved you, you got along really well with Warren, Camila (even if she isn't in the band), and Karen. Billy respected you the way he respected Teddy, and you wanted nothing to do with him. 
Daisy was obsessed with your artistic point of view so she would always try to get you to listen to the bands' music. She would want your opinion on every song she wrote and loved to hear everything you would work on.
That's why, when you stayed behind an artist and were fixing some of the recordings, Daisy stayed behind with you.
"Daisy, it's late, you should go home and rest," you say to her, moving the headset from only one ear.
"But... I wanted to stay at your place tonight" Daisy said, you realized she planned this after she couldn't stay over at your house the past weekend because of a little show she performed.
Daisy was currently laying on a couch on the side of the recording booth, reasonably close to you so you were able to see her cute tired face smooshed up. You knew all this haze was the after-effect of the pills you gave her an hour ago and the lines you snorted off the booth.
You got to work for a little before you felt a hand on your shoulder. You look up and see Daisy, "Can I sit with you?"
You move the chair back and she sits in your lap and you take off your headphones.
"You okay?" you asked, worried she didn't feel good.
"Just wanted to be with you"
You nod and get back to work, you let the music run through the studio so Daisy could hear.
You smile as you feel her breath on your skin, happy with just her here as you play music. You knew Daisy when she felt safe, and this was her.
This wasn't her when she was with Billy when she would pick at everything and was impossible to be with. She has no worries when she's with you and you knew this.
Her arms were wrapped around you and you were rubbing her back with your non-dominant hand, as your dominant hand was working the booth.
"That sounds really good" Daisy whispers to you. If she wasn't sitting on top of you, you wouldn't have heard her.
You smile harder, then lean down to kiss Daisy's head.
It was a few minutes later when you heard the door open quietly. You look over and see Teddy at the door, he smiles at you and dims the lights for Daisy.
Daisy pushes her head further into you and breathes in your scent.
You knew Daisy would rather be here than anywhere else on the world right now, and it comforted you to have her. Daisy knew you grew up alone like her, no siblings and no family, so she understood you and you understood her.
“Are we actually going to stay the night here or are we going home?” Daisy grumbles into your neck and you laugh lightly.
Home, you think.
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braziliiangirl · 1 year
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“I am not a muse.
I am the somebody.
End of fucking story.”
Taylor Jenkins Reid; “Daisy Jones & the Six”
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