#camila dunne x you

[bumblesimagines]

Imagine:

Being there for Camila at the hospital

Request: Yes or No

Pronouns for y/n: he/him/his

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"Can you tell her I love her?"

"Tell her yourself." Slamming the car door and stepping back, you glared at the back of the car as it sped off into the night with Teddy and the guy you'd grown to dislike. You couldn't even believe Teddy wanted you to do a song with them.

Huffing softly, you shoved your hands into the pockets of your jacket and turned toward the hospital to tell Camila her husband wouldn't be visiting her. Anger stabbed into your stomach and appeared to be evident, as nurses and patients stepped out of your way in a hurry.

You allowed the anger the dissipate as you caught the attention of a nurse and asked for directions, feeling your muscles begin to relax despite the atmosphere of the hospital. The nurse led you to a room, opening the door and smiling at the patient.

"Hey, sweetheart. Your husband is here." She cooed, giving you a small smile before leaving the room. You stepped further inside, seeing the look on Camila's fall slightly, disappointment settling on her features for a brief second. Then, it was replaced by her typical sweet smile. Camila Dunne: the girl that was far too good for this world.

"I wasn't aware we were married, (Y/N)." She said, giggling softly but you could hear the exhaustion and sadness beneath her tone.

"Billy isn't coming, Cami."

"I know." Camila responded softly, peering down at the bundle in her arms. She gently rocked her newborn, glancing up at you with soft eyes. "Would you like to meet her?"

Stiffening, you swallowed thickly and took slow steps toward the hospital bed until you were by her side, looking down at the baby. "She's... pretty." She looked like a wrinkled potato but you certainly weren't going to tell Camila that.

"Isn't she?" Camila's smile widened and she gently stroked her finger along her daughter's cheek. Her head shifted slightly, eyes drifting toward the door, false hope that her husband would walk in and be with them. And despite your growing annoyance with the opinionated man, you couldn't deny the fear and tremble in his voice when he looked at the hospital.

"Are your parents coming? I wouldn't want you to be alone right now."

"I'm not alone, am I? I've got you and Julia." Camila gazed up at you warmly, reaching a hand out to place it on your arm. "But, yes, they are coming." She nodded, inhaling softly and squeezing your arm affectionately.

"Thank you, (Y/N). You being here means a lot to me."

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[reasonsmandy]

It's me and you

Camila Dunne x Fem!Reader

✧.* requested by anon — Hey there! Hi, I hope you're having a good day. I don't know if you're looking for requests or not (I didn't see anything on your blog, but I could be stupid and didn't see it😅) if you do, I have an idea for a Camila one. It's pretty simple, so you have all the liberty that you want. The reader and Camila met because the reader work at the studio maybe and she quickly become friends with the band and of course Camila too, they start to develop feelings, but the reader is afraid both because of how the others might think and also because Camila is still with Billy. But they have a happy ending ...? Please 😂 maybe with Billy's help too... might be nice 🤷🏻‍♀️😂 Alright, bye❤️

✧.* summary — You have always been a closed person, preserving your secrets and your limits in fear of what the outside would do to you. But with them you found a family, and in Camila more than that, a love.

✧.* warnings — none.

✧.* word count — 2.9k

✧.* 🫀 — Camila's masterlist

In the vibrant music scene of the 70s, you embarked on a courageous journey as a music producer. Your passion for creating captivating melodies and pushing boundaries knew no bounds. As you navigated the challenging terrain of the industry, you remained dedicated to your craft, showcasing exceptional talent in music production. Your commitment to professionalism was unwavering, leaving no room for prejudice to seep into your interactions.

You understood the delicate balance between asserting your identity and ensuring that your work spoke for itself. Your focus on maintaining a high level of professionalism stemmed from a deep desire to be recognized for your abilities rather than being judged based on gender or sexual orientation. As a result, you have been cautious about forming close friendships, fearing that personal connections might lead to biases or hinder your professional growth.

However, amidst the solitary pursuit of excellence, destiny led you to a remarkable encounter—the emerging band known as Daisy Jones and the Six. The band's rising popularity within the label piqued your interest, and you became intrigued by their musical potential. It was through their performances and recordings that you witnessed raw talent that resonated deeply within your soul.

With a delicate balance of curiosity and professionalism, you observed the band's progress, contributing your expertise as a music producer to their journey. While you remained focused on your role and responsibilities, you couldn't help but be drawn to their magnetism, the synergy that ignited between their music and your passion for producing.

It was no secret that the band's energy was captivating and attracted anyone who lived with them - despite the fights several times. They made you feel loved and very comfortable, something that you never experienced before in a work environment, it was magical to feel more than at home in what you loved to do.

That band not only acted like a family, they were one, and you understood that when you met Camila Dunne.

Camila intrigued you on every level a person could surprise you on, she was so unique and so surprising that you wanted to swim deeper and deeper into her wonders. When the band was hired she was a frequent presence for the recordings, especially when the instruments were recorded, Julia loved to see her uncles and her aunt play and loved to wander among the instruments, occasionally being caught pounding Rojas' drums or "strumming" Eddie's bass.

And since you were in charge of that room when Teddy Price wasn't there, you always allowed the two of them to be present, because whether you wanted it or not, it was just a matter of seeing the figure of that brunette go through the door with them that your day got better immediately. Billy usually joined them, but it didn't take long to walk out the door with Daisy and come back hours later, so you kept Camila and Julia company while everyone else worked on their parts.

Those afternoons made you connect immediately, you never thought you would get along with someone as well as she did, but it was something as natural as the air you breathe, and little by little it became something as essential as that. With her, things seemed so easy, light, simple, and you came to the conclusion that it was impossible not to fall in love with Camila Dunne.

When you realized the passion that grew in your chest every time your eyes met, you got scared. What would others think of you? What would Billy think of all this? Would you miss this phenomenal friendship? You knew that the oldest Dunne didn't deserve her, you knew that things between them weren't the same for a long time, but something in your mind told you that you weren't within your right to express any feelings for her. You didn't want to mess up the only thing right in your life after so long.

But there were moments where you were sure she felt the same way, moments where it was just the two of you in that studio laughing at the dumbest thing you thought of last night and commented to her, moments where you comforted her when she felt like it was just her against the whole world, moments where she held you close and said she was proud of the project you had done, moments where that smile was directed at you... where you were it's cause, where she was only yours.

Billy and Daisy were a magnificent show, an entertainment that delivered anger, love, hate, passion, lust, need, sadness and all kinds of human emotion between the notes emanating from their voicing strings. A show that would astound any individual amongst the throngs of its audience, a show that was not only memorable for fans but also for art history, a show that Camila Dunne watched daily from the box.

Camila watched Billy and Daisy go up in flames, she watched closely as their souls found each other and shared their wounds and deep feelings, she watched intently as they lost themselves in the intensity that consumed them, intent on filling their own frustration. They needed each other, but they weren't each other's salvation, and she knew it. Quiet, attentive and trying her hardest to keep calm for her daughter as she watched her husband fall in love with another woman.

It was to be expected that she would fall apart, that she would freak out when she saw everything she had built for years slipping through her hands like grains of sand, but there was something holding her that was inexplicable, she expected to feel the thump of the fall as the wave broke into the tide, but instead she felt the water move her smoothly somehow. It didn't wound her as deeply as she expected. It was a puzzle she couldn't comprehend until she confronted the truth: her heart had already begun to wander towards someone else—towards you.

Camila's mind swirled with a flurry of doubts, attempting to unravel the origins of these blossoming feelings within her. How had they emerged? And more importantly, how were they growing stronger? The thought of embracing a romantic relationship with you both thrilled and terrified her. What would others think? Would they understand?

Yet, amidst the fear and uncertainty, Camila couldn't help but envision a future together. She imagined tranquil afternoons in the park, the three of you, sharing laughter and creating memories. She saw herself spending precious free days reading alongside you and Julia, cherishing the simple joys of a life she had always yearned for.

These daydreams gently nudged aside visions that had once featured Billy. Instead, Camila found solace and peace when she imagined herself by your side. And what made it even more remarkable was that you saw her, truly saw her, regardless of the roles she played or the expectations she met. In your presence, she felt valued and appreciated for simply being herself.

As these thoughts danced within Camila's mind, she acknowledged the effort you made to be a part of her life. Your presence, even in a platonic sense, held immense value. It was a testament to the bond you shared, a connection that went beyond professional obligations. Your genuine care and unwavering support touched Camila's heart, assuring her that you were a steadfast presence in her life.

With each passing day, Camila's dreams transformed from mere figments of her imagination into tangible possibilities. And the beauty of it all was that you were right there beside her, making those dreams a reality. Your dedication and commitment to her well-being spoke volumes, instilling in Camila a sense of hope and anticipation for what the future held. Gradually she didn't care anymore about the way Billy neglected her, she only thought about you.

…

Camila played with Julia in the living room of their house, she could hear Billy in the kitchen preparing something for her breakfast, his voice was like a muffled noise she didn't pay attention to anything that he was saying.

"Cami, are you listening to me?" The older Dunne sits with the girls, stroking little Julia's hair.

She seems to be aware of the dispersion, looking directly at her husband. "Sorry, what were you saying?"

"I wanted to know if you want to go with me to the photoshoot of the album." He cracks a smile, Camila could tell he was distant, something was on his mind since the last time he went to the studio.

"Sure." Camila agrees, letting her hair fall over her shoulders, while touching the doll next to her. "You seem a little restless since Friday." she points out.

Billy shrugs, trying to hide the thoughts of him that had wandered into the kiss he and Daisy shared a few days ago. He doesn't say anything.

"You know Billy, there's a lot of unspoken things between us." Camila says between a sigh, glancing from time to time at Julia trying to make sure she was distracted. "I just wanted you to be honest with me if there's something changing about you, between us."

He looked deep into her eyes, there was something necessary that needed to be said and he knew he couldn't hold back too long. "Look Cami I-, I don't know what's been happening to me these last few days."

Camila sighs, she knew what was coming in this conversation. "You don't know or you don't want to tell me?"

"Daisy she... We have something between us." He says at once, ripping off the band aid. "She makes me burn, it's something I've never felt before. I'm so sorry…"

Camila sighs, opening a smile, he finds the action strange but he watches her carefully. "Thanks for being honest with me, I knew there was something. I know what it's like to see you in love."

His heart squeezes, he felt a huge love for Camila but he wasn't in love with her the same way he was with Daisy Jones, knowing that the woman in front of him was willing to understand his feelings and not only that but also validate them. "I love you Camila, I really do. I just need to figure out what this is. And I don't want to hurt anyone."

"I love you too." Camila says through a smile, wondering if she should open her heart about everything she's been feeling the past few days. "I also need to figure out a few things."

Billy feels a twinge of jealousy, he knew it was selfish of him to think that way so he tried to hide whatever that feeling was. "What do you mean?"

"Exactly what I said, I need to figure some things out too." She shrugs, not wanting to give away too much information. "I only ask you for my space, I want us to maintain a good relationship for Jules, please."

"Absolutely, Cami." He says, kissing her forehead. "You are my family."

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The wind on top of the hill was freezing, the hairs on your arms stood on end with each gust of wind that made the leaves fly and the branches move. You tried not to shiver as you watched the band get ready to start the photo shoot, Warren and Eddie were eating while talking about something you were too distracted to understand, Karen and Graham had taken another one of those getaways that they swore you didn't know were happening. But pretty much everyone knew, well, except Warren.

Billy Dunne's car parks, it was almost immediately that your eyes went to the vehicle just by hearing the sound of the engine. As soon as your eyes met hers, your heart pounded in your chest like an animal desperate to break out of its cage. She smiles when she sees you, Julia waves happily at you and you blow her a kiss and she catches it in the air.

It doesn't take long for them to get out of the car, Graham appears and takes his niece in his lap to show the surroundings along with Eddie and Warren, not long after they were playing tag around. While Billy and Daisy took their pictures alone Camila approaches you with that smile that makes you melt.

"I didn't know you would be here." She comments, the wind making the strands of her hair ruffled. She tried to fix it and you laughed with her playful face.

You shrug, putting your hands in your pockets. "And lose these goofs in a photo shoot? Never!" You say making her laugh, her laugh makes the butterflies in your stomach dance. "You look wonderful, you know?"

You couldn't contain the compliment, it was inevitable to speak well of a woman like her and admire her in her presence. Camila smiles shyly, looking at the floor. "This coming from you means a lot, thank you."

"No need to say thank you, just facts." You offer her one of the foods that are there for the staff, she gladly accepts it.

Camila sighs, she had so much to tell you but there was something holding her back. Would this be a good time? You can sense her anxiety, with concern you calmly take your hands to hers, your fingers gently brush against each other as a shock runs down your spine like sensational energy.

"Can we talk in a more private place?" She asks in a low voice.

"Want to go for a ride?" You say jingling your car keys, she opens a small smile and quickly asks if Graham can take care of Julia while she needs to go out and he agrees.

When she closes the passenger door, you start the car and then the radio, and as always "Honeycomb" was playing full blast through the speakers. You automatically open a smile of pride, in a comfortable silence that is established between you, after a while her hand rests on yours, your body shivers.

You turn around a curve to a quieter place, which gives you a beautiful view of that place. Parking the car you turn to watch her, trying to understand what was going on there. Camila looked nervous, and you would do anything to calm her down.

"Hey, it's okay." You reassure her, holding her hands. "You can tell me whatever you want."

She squints her eyes shut, drawing in a sharp breath before speaking at once. "I know this might sound really crazy but I'm falling in love with you."

You feel like you've frozen in time, your heart races, your hands shake as your pupils widen at your words. Afraid that your silence would mean rejection for her, you rush to formulate your words.

"Cami... Are you serious?" Your voice was shaky, Camila just nodded. "I've been head over heels in love with you for a long time."

There was a glow you haven't seen in her in a while, which resurfaced when you saw a huge smile spread across her face. She pulls you into a hug, you are quick to wrap her arms around her. Kissing her shoulder tenderly, you remain in the hold for a few seconds until she pulls away.

"I imagine this is all pretty new to you." You whisper, taking her face in your hands, she nods, her eyes wandering every now and then to your lips. "I'm here for you every step of the way, I understand there are a lot of things you need to figure out and-"

"Let's forget about the world for a while." She says, and you feel that with her you could do this. "Me and Billy, we well... we're not us anymore."

You are surprised to hear this, you have never been taken so seriously in this way, you have never been considered the first option in this way. She had made a very difficult decision to risk anything with you... It made you feel so wanted for the first time in your life.

You take a deep breath, containing the emotion that such words caused in you. "I want to kiss you so badly right now."

She approaches you little by little, resting one of her hands on your thighs "Please, do it."

You laugh shyly, gently cupping her face in your hands, your lips touching in a kiss that feels perfect. Her lips fit perfectly, as if you came back to life after years underground, she made your energy resurface with every movement of her lips. She kissed you with affection and need, it was a new path for her but you felt that together with caution she had the need to have you. You get lost in each other there for a few minutes, just the two of you and nature around you.

The silence was comfortable, you felt good in each other's presence, you felt at home, you belonged. Silly smiles, laughs and kisses were exchanged from time to time until the hours passed and it was necessary for you to return.

"Are we going to continue with this?" You question, very much wanting to receive a yes for an answer. "I respect your time, beautiful, I just want to know if we're going to be together from here."

She holds his hands, intertwining their fingers she brings them to her mouth, placing a lingering kiss there. "It's me and you."

You smile silly, how did she make you feel so surrendered like that? You kiss her one more time, with affection and willingness, wanting to enjoy every second left.

She rests her forehead on his, letting out a giggle. "And Jules, of course."

You laugh along with her, nodding in agreement. "The three of us, that's for sure."

...

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[neptunes-curse]

How They All Found Out || ER

You and Eddie were doing a good job of sneaking around with your realationship. But slowly, as you two start to fall more and more in love, it gets harder to hide your feelings from the band.

pairings: Eddie Roundtree x Fem!reader

warnings: me messing with the timeline for the fic’s sake, cussing, talks of kids in the future, allusions to sex

authors note: Djats is my new favorite thing. Let me know if you guys have any other requests, i’d be happy to write them.

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You and Eddie starting seeing eachother on the break of the SevenEightNine tour. It was perfect timing, you didn’t have to hide, since it was always just the two of you. You got along so well, It felt like you were the only people in the world. Nothing else mattered. The two of you would lie in bed all day, no worries but eachother. It was all perfect. That was, until, Billy got out of Rehab and the band got together again. Then everything got hard.

Eddie Roundtree (Rhythm Guitarist): That first month or two, man, those were the days. Just me and my girl, nothing else to worry about. It was all so easy. And don’t get me wrong, when we [the band] got back together, I was thrilled. It just meant things would get harder for Y/n and me.

You and Eddie were lying in bed together one morning, the sun shining through the windows of your now shared bedroom. Your head was lying on his chest while his hand rested on your lower back. The only thing you were wearing was (his) a tshirt and your underwear. It was a perfect, peaceful scene. But, inside your head, everything was the opposite. Billy had just gotten out of Rehab. Which would normally be good, but all it did was make things more complicated. The band would start practicing again. And you didn’t want what you had with Eddie to just stop. You hadn’t talked about what you were, but you were sure he would want to stay together. He acted like your boyfriend. And that was all the mattered, right?

“Eddie, what do you think will happen when we start practicing again?” You asked, tentatively. You had been thinking about asking this question for a while. If Eddie was going to end it, you wanted it over with. Rip the band-aid off, right? He turned his head toward you and smiled slightly. “Well, what do you want to do?” He started, “I mean, I dont want to stop this. I like you, a whole lot.” You felt your face heat up. You felt like a 13-year-old girl with her first crush, but you didn’t care. Eddie had that effect on you. You replied, “Me too. It’s just- Would you mind if we don’t tell the others? Just for a while.”

Y/N L/N (Bassist): When you’re a woman in a band, people say a lot of shitty things to you. They’ll question your ability to play, say others are better than you. Back then, what other people thought meant a lot to me. I didn’t want to be “Eddie Roundtree’s Girlfriend.” I wanted to be known as me.

You could see his smile falter. You didn’t want this, but it was for the best. The best for you, atleast. You’d still have lots of time together, right? Everything would be the same. That’s what you kept telling yourself.

“Yeah, sure. As long as I get to keep kissing you.” Eddie said. You were glad he was taking it well. He puts a smirk on leans over to kiss you. You laugh and put both your hands on the side of his face to pull him in. He adjusts himself to be on top of you.

Maybe this would work out better than you thought.

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Practice with the band has been going great. It was four months after Billy had gotten back. He was doing a lot better, and you were proud of him. You guys were playing more than ever, just trying to make up for lost time. That meant waking up early and staying in the studio til the late hours of the night.

The downside of this was that you and Eddie got less and less time together. You could see his longing glances across the studio, when the rest of the band was there. He just wanted to be together, which you could understand. You would take every opportunity possible to sneak into his room, most times just to talk. You wanted to be near him, to hear his voice and feel his touch. It was getting increasingly harder to not do so in front of others.

One night, after a long practice, you were struggling to sleep. It had been happening for nights and nights in a row. You weren’t sure why, most likely due to all the stress of the rehearsals. You had tried everything from counting sheep, flipping yor pillow, you even smoked a cigarette or two. But nothing helped. After tossing and turning for what seemed like hours, you decided you would head into the kitchen to get a glass of water.

You slowly rolled out of your bed, your feet touching the cold floor beneath you as you walked to your door. You quietly opened the door, slipping out of your bedroom. The last thing you wanted was to wake the whole house up at this hour. Quickly, you scurried into the kitchen. You stuck your hands out to feel around for the cabinet holding the cups. But, instead of your hands finding a knob, you felt a mop of soft, blonde hair.

“What the hell,” Eddie quickly turned around to face you, loudly shutting the cabinet holding the glassware. “Eddie!” You scolded him for being so loud. You placed a hand over his mouth, symbolizing for him to be quiet. He tried to stifle a laugh as he grabbed the hand in front of his mouth, encasing it in his much larger hand. “Funny seeing you here, baby.” Eddie smirked as he placed one hand firmly on your hip, still holding one of your hands. You laughed quietly, a smile reserved only for him starting to appear on your face. He leaned down to kiss you on the forehead. “I’ve missed you.” Eddie said. You laughed quietly, quickly responding, “I saw you five hours ago, remember?” He rolls his eyes at you. “Not like that. I miss being alone with you.” He says suggestively. He slowly starts tracing patterns on your hand with his thumb.

“Well, we have alone time right now… why not make good use of it?” You smirk. Eddie leaned down to kiss your jaw, moving down until he reached your neck. Your wrapped your hands around his neck, slightly turning your head to give him better access. You were fully wrapped up in the kisses before you realized where you were. He was kissing you in the middle of the kitchen! Anyone could walk in! “Eddie,” you started, but he ignored your call. “Eddie!” you said it much louder this time, but not loud enough for anyone else to hear. He stopped his trail of kisses, leaning his forehead against yours. He was so close to your lips, if he leaned in any further they would touch.

“We shouldn’t be doing this right now. Atleast not here.” You said. You bit your lip immediately after, pulling back your words. You knew it wasn’t right, but you missed him so much you couldn’t help it. “I know you don’t mean that.” Eddie said, tauntingly. He pulled a hand up to your lip, untucking it from under your teeth. “You bite your lip when you lie, sweetheart. You’re not very good at it.” He whispers to you. What happens next, you couldn’t control. You crashed your lips into his, hungrily looking for more.

Eddie places his hands under your thighs, and you jump up, wrapping your legs around him. His hands trace circles on your bare skin, making your heart jump. While your lips are still on his, he carries you to the counter, placing you down in front of him. His body is between your legs. Eddie is kissing down your neck, leaving light hickeys wherever he wants too. Those will be a problem for tomorrow. But right now, you’re fully in the moment. His hands are now under your shirt, and you can feel your heartbeat rising.

You’d been waiting for this forever. At this point, you’d forgotten you were in the middle of the kitchen. You needed him, and he needed you. The last time you were able to be together like this was weeks ago. All the pent-up tension between the two of you was being released with each kiss. Eddie grabs the end of your shirt, signalling for you to take it off. You do, and he kisses your shoulders and chest. But all the sudden, he stops. You look down at him, confused.

“Eddie? Eddie what happen-“

“Woah.” Warren says, startling you.

You turn your head, your face displaying total shock. Of course, someone would walk in! Just your luck. You quickly pull your shirt over your head and hop off the counter. This would take some explaining.

“You guys? You guys are hooking up?” Warren continues. His mouth is wide open. He’s laughing, rather loudly too. “I would’ve never guessed, man!”

The three of you stand there, all in total shock, for about a minute.

Warren Rojas (Drummer): It was crazy. I mean, we all knew they [Y/n and Eddie] had something. But I would’ve never known they’d been fucking. I always wondered why they didn’t tell anyone.

“So,” Eddie said. He looked at you for guidance.

“Please don’t tell anybody, Warren. Please.” You were practically begging him. You looked at him with your best puppy dog eyes and pleading smile. You could feel Eddie brushing his fingers against yours, almost for comfort.

“You guys don’t have to worry about me. I‘ll keep your secret.” He said. “I better be best man at the wedding, though.” Warren laughed.

“It’s not-“ Eddie said.

“Yeah, yeah. Can I atleast get some food though?” He said motioning to where you guys were standing, blocking the fridge.

You both nodded and scooted over very akwardly. You looked up at Eddie and all you could do was laugh, leaning into him. You placed your head on his chest, and he reached his hand up to cradle the back of your head. You were both laughing quietly. The situation was really ridiculous. You had been so careful, you never thought you would get caught. But it’s only one person who knows, right? And Warren wouldn’t dare tell anybody.

When Warren finished with whatever he was getting from the fridge, he started to walk away. When he was almost to his door, he turned to face you and Eddie. He looked like he wanted to say something but decided against it. He settled with an akward wave. With that, Warren was gone.

“So, where were we…” Eddie said, slowly starting to kiss yor jaw. You put your hands out, putting space between the two of you.

“I’d rather not have the entire band walk in on us, Eds.” You say. Your decision still stands, about not wanting the whole world to know of you and Eddie’s realationship. If you could even call it that, really. “But, maybe if we went to one of our bedrooms…” You trail off. Eddie doesn’t have to hear anymore. He is dragging you off to his room.

Eddie Roundtree: That was a good night for me. For us. I think it really made me realize what I wanted for us. Y/n still didn’t want to come out in the open with our realationship, which I understood. But that didn’t mean we couldn’t have something just between us. So I asked her to be my girlfriend that night. And she said yes. *smiles*

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About two months or so after the Warren incident, the band was back in the studio recording. You were working with Teddy Price again. It was a miracle he let you back, considering how terribly the last tour ended. He suggested you bring in a new voice, someone who could bring more traction to the band. He suggested Daisy Jones. So, the band got to work on your new song Aurora, with the help of the wonderful Daisy.

One late night, the whole band was out with Daisy at Chateau Marmont. It was one of her many parties, which were always marvelous. You were wearing a short black skirt, matched with a white halter top with red floral detailing. You put together this outfit especially for a lipstick you wanted to wear, that was gifted to you by Karen, for your birthday. It was a gorgeous deep red color that complimented your skin perfectly.

You arrived at the Chateau a little later than everyone else, and you quickly found who you were looking for. Eddie. You made your way across the room to him. His face lit up with an all too familiar boyish smile. Eddie was standing alone next to the drinks, nursing a beer. He reached down to the cooler and grabbed you one, popping it open for you.

“Here you go, Y/n.” Eddie said while holding out his hand with the open beer. You took it with a smile.

“I’ve been looking for you all night, baby. Where have you been?” said Eddie. He takes a quick sip of his beer, admiring you. You can see his eyes flick up and down, from your legs up to your face. You could tell they lingered on your chest, which was exactly what you wanted. “I like this shirt.” He says, winking. You scan the room, making sure nobody is watching. You slowly take his hand and place a sloppy kiss on his lips. You start to lead him into a close bathroom.

“Are you sure Y/n? I mean we just got here, and you said you still wanted to keep us a secret.” Eddie says, looking at you concerningly. But you can tell, by how Eddie is looking at you and how he’s standing, with one hand holding yours and the other tight on your ass, that he really wants to sneak into the bathroom aswell. He was looking out for you, which was always something you admired about him. He was always considerate.

“It’ll be quick.” You smirk. You both make it into the restroom. You turn and lock the door behind you.

Around 30 minutes later, Eddie emerges from the bathroom. You both decided he would go first, just in case someone you two knew was by the door. This way nobody would become suspicious. He walks out back into the party, which has gained guests and volume while the two of you were away. He navigates through the crowd to find another beer. While searching for that, he finds two people from the band. Karen and Daisy were standing in the corner together. They wave Eddie over and he walks towards them.

“Hey Eddie, where have you been?” Says Karen. Daisy and Karen both smile at him, whilst exchanging looks. Eddie doesn’t catch it at first. He starts a conversation with them. But soon, after a while, Karen and Daisy burst out into a fit of laughter.

“What, what is it?” Eddie says, irriatated. Are they laughing at him? He hasn’t done anything embarrassing. Karen and Daisy don’t answer his question, they just continue to giggle.

“What’s funny?” Eddie restates himself. Now, he is just as much confused as he is annoyed. Did Billy tell them something? At this point, he was ready to leave and find somebody else to talk to. He was just about to walk away when Daisy grabs his hand.

“No, Eddie, wait,” She says between laughs, “We’ll tell you what’s funny.”

So, he turns backs around and crosses his arms. He could be doing much better things than being laughed at by two band mates. He looks around the room, impatiently waiting for their answer.

“Did you realize you have lipstick on your face, Eddie? Red lipstick?” Daisy says.

Oh.

That’s what they were laughing at.

“And it looks an awful lot like the one I got Y/n for her birthday.” Karen adds.

Karen Sirko (keyboardist): Oh my God! It was hilarious! Eddie comes out, and he has lipstick everywhere. His lips, his neck. And at first I was like, “Oh, good for him.” but then I realized that it was Y/n’s lipstick! The one i got her for her birthday, even. God, that was the highlight of my week.

Eddie reaches a hand up to his lips, and sure enough, deep, red lipstick residue is on his hands. The trail goes down his neck, too. He keeps trying to rub it off to the best of his ability. He laughs akwardly, looking down. Daisy senses the akwardness and tries to comfort him.

“Hey, i’m really happy for you guys. You two will be a great match, i’m sure.” She smiles, placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

Eddie looks up, smiling back at her. “Would it be okay if you guys didn’t tell anybody for now? We aren’t ready to tell everyone yet.” He says.

Daisy Jones (vocals): Eddie and Y/n? They were adorable. You could just tell that he was in love with her. When he would play, the only person his eyes went to was Y/n. As for Y/n, she was the same. When he walked into the room, you could see her smile. If I wanted my future to be like anyone’s, It would probably be their’s.

Karen and Daisy both nod. Eddie felt really bad about them finding out. Y/n had asked him to keep it a secret and he was dumb and messed it up. But, hey, Warren already knows. So two more people shouldn’t be so bad? And Eddie trusts Karen. He wasn’t sure about Daisy yet, but Y/n seemed to love her. He’d have to tell Y/n soon.

Y/n L/n: I wasn’t mad at all. It was really my fault for not noticing the lipstick. I helped him wipe it off after that, and I have to admit, he looked really silly. I can’t believe he left the bathroom looking like that.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

It was Julia’s first birthday. Camila had put together a celebration with balloons, banners, and an adorable little pink cake. It was all out together in their new house’s backyard. They had a housewarming party a while ago. It was one of the best parties you’d ever been too. Being surrounded by friends who loved you always made you feel better.

At Julia’s party, you and Eddie were playing with her. She had brought a couple Barbies outside and was acting out a scene with them. You and Eddie were doing it with her, going along with whatever she says. “We go swim!” Julia moves her Barbie over to a nearby puddle, grabbing both your hands and making you move yours over too. “Weeeeee!” Julia makes the Barbies jump up and down in the puddle. While they were jumping, she moves them around wildly in your direction and they splash your sundress.

“Woah! Julia!” You say, holding her hand to settle her down. “You got me all wet!” You joke, fake scolding. She giggles, apologizing, “I’m sorry Aunt Y/n!” You smile at her. How could you be mad at such a cute face? You grab Julia’s hand while standing up, and point in her dad’s direction. “It’s okay, Jules. Why don’t you go find your dad while I go clean up?” She follows your directions and runs over to her father, Billy.

You stand up, swiftly brushing the dirt and grime off your hands and dress.

“You’re really good with Julia, Y/n” Eddie says.

You smile widely at him, laughing happily. “You think so? I always imagined myself with kids when I was younger.”

“It just got me thinking. We could do that one day.” Eddie says, looking down at you fondly.

“Have kids?” You ask. It was true, you always thought you’d have a family. Two, even three kids. Maybe a dog, too. But that was all back in Pittsburgh. You weren’t sure if that life would fit into your life style now.

“Yeah. Big house, white picket fence. Some kids running around. Wouldn’t you like that, Y/n?” He says. You two were dangerously close, in the middle of Billy and Camila’s yard. Everyone you knew was there. But at the moment, it only felt you and Eddie were present. It was like the world closed in on you, and it was just him and you left. You liked the close, intimate feel. Even though you had been dating for around a year, you had never talked about your future outside of being in the band.

“Yeah, I think I would like that.” You say happily. You liked this side of Eddie. The warm, inviting side. You really were beginning to see a future with the blonde. The two of you stood, in the middle of the yard, just looking into each other’s eyes. Words didn’t need to be spoken. It was a silent “I love you”.

Eddie Roundtree: Yeah, I remember that day. She just looked so beautiful, playing with Jules. She was so kind, always was. You couldn’t help but love her. *smiles*

You are quickly snapped out of the moment by Camila calling to you.

“Hey, Y/n!” Camila says. She walks up to you and frowns. “I heard about your dress. I’m so sorry, i’ll talk to Jules after the party.” She apologizes.

“No, it’s okay. I’ll just wash it when I get home.” You respond. You look down at your blue sundress, taking a look at all the muddy spots. “I think i’ll go inside and try to find a washcloth. I’ll try to get some of the mud out.” You say. Camila nods.

“I’ll come with you!” She exclaims. You flash Eddie a sweet smile goodbye, and he winks in return. Eddie turns to go talk to Graham as you go inside with Camila. As soon as you shut the door, Camila starts to smile suspiciously.

“You and Eddie, hm?” She questions. You freeze, simply in shock. You were going to have to dig yourself out of a big hole. Plus, you were never good at lying, especially to Camila. It was like she could see through people. You always envied it about her.

“What do you mean, Cami?” You ask. You begin to make you way to the sink, avoiding her eyes.

“Don’t try to fool me. I see the way he looks at you, Y/n. It’s like you hung the stars and put the moon in the sky. He loves you.” Camila smiles. She digs through the drawers of her kitchen before handing you a white washcloth.

“I don’t,” You start. The question had totally caught you off guard. Was it love? Had you fallen in love with Eddie Roundtree? “I don’t know how he feels.” You stutter. Guess there is no hiding it now.

You begin to wet the washcloth, but your mind is anywhere besides this room. Is Camila right? You always knew you had something special with Eddie. But you’d never thought about it this much to be honest. With the baby conversation today and Camila’s conversation with you right now, you are seriously considering it. Things between you and the blonde wasn’t just hooking up anymore and it hasn’t been for a long time. It felt as if things were suddenly gettin for serious, and you were not going to say no to it.

“Well I think I know how you feel.” The girl says, poking you in the side. You laugh with her, moving your hip out of her reach. You shake your head in response, but the radiant smile on your face tells otherwise.

When you recover from the laughter fit, you begin to blot the muddy fabric of your dress with the cloth. Cami settles down as well. She peeks out the window and smiles, “Looks like everyone is about to sing happy birthday. I better go get the candles. Come out in a second, yeah?” She says. You nod, waving her goodbye.

Just before she is about to walk out the door, she turns around and teases, “Oh, and Eddie will be out there, too. You might want to hurry.” She winks at you mischievously before shutting the door and hurrying over to where Julia and Billy were.

Camila Dunne: Oh, Gosh, they were an amazing couple. I would’ve never known, but once I did, it just felt so obvious. They were perfect together, and I mean it. You could just tell by the way they looked at eachother. As soon as his eyes fell on Y/n, they turned into hearts. And vice versa.

Normally, you would be freaking out. You just gave away the secret of your realationship to yet another person. But right now you were on cloud 9. Eddie Roundtree might love you. And you might love him back.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

When Aurora was finally finished, the entire band was thrilled. Everyone had working together, and it turned out perfectly. You could feel it was about to be a big hit. The single, Look At Us Now, was already topping the charts. You had Daisy’s and Billy’s perfect vocal chemistry to thank for that.

Everybody was getting ready for the album cover shoot. It had been scheduled for weeks. After much bickering from Daisy and Billy, they decided on a desert shoot. The whole band was wearing tan, blue, and brown costumes, some more extravagant than others.

You and Eddie, though, had different plans. You snuck into his room late the night before. Everyone was staying in a hotel, as the photo shoot location was about 3 hours out of town and nobody wanted to drive that far so early. So, while everyone was getting ready, you and Eddie were lying in bed together, enjoying the solitude of the morning.

You were brushing stray hairs out of his face, to make sure you could see his beautiful eyes. Atleast you always thought they were beautiful. He was looking right back at you, with a dopey grin on his face. “I love you, Y/n.” He whispered. And you whispered it back.

After ten more minutes of this lovesick haze, you sat up, grabbing your watch that layed onnthe bedside table. Your face froze with shock.

“Shit, Shit, Shit! Eddie, it’s already 9:30. We were supposed to be down five minuetes ago!” With those words, the two of you flew out of bed, hurrily throwing on coats and blouses and brushing knotted hair from last night’s activities.

Meanwhile, downstairs, everyone was waiting on you two. Daisy, Karen, Warren, Camila, Billy, even Julia, all sat downstairs around a couple tables. They had finished breakfast a while ago, as it was now 9:45.

“Okay, where the fuck are they?” Billy said, tapping his foot. Karen and Daisy shared a look, Warren snickered, and Camila avoided his gaze. But Graham was clueless.

“I’ll go get them. I’m done eating anyway.” The younger Dunne brother said, hopping out of his seat next to Karen. He walks up to the elavator and steps inside, pressing the button of the band’s floor.

Meanwhile, you and Eddie were still frantically trying to get ready. You were applying a nude lipstick while Eddie buttoned up his shirt. You were no where near ready and you figured time was running out.

Suddenly, there is a knock on the door. You both freeze, making eye contact in the mirror.

“Probably just maintenance.” You reason.

“Yeah, just maintenance.” He agrees.

But you both quickly found out you were wrong when Graham’s voice sounded from the other side of the door. “Eddie, man, get up! You’re already thirty minutes late for photos.”

Oh, so it wasn’t maintenance. It was Graham. And Graham didn’t know. You and Eddie had started to consider telling everyone for good, but it had been so easy how it already was. You had settled into a routine of secrecy. It would just be so much harder to stop.

Graham knocks again, sounding impatient. You quickly pull out a curling iron to atleast get half your hair done while Eddie rushes to the door.

“Hey, just give me five more minutes.” He says before shutting the door in his face. Your boyfriend quickly rushes over to you in the bedroom, as you had given up on the hair curling idea after the front two pieces.

“What are we going to do, Ed?” you ask. He places a reassuring hand on your cheek, brushing a piece of hair away from your face.

“I’ll go out first. I’ll talk to Graham for a little before moving on downstairs. Then, he’ll go to your room next door and knock. You’ll slip out of here and try to walk a little ways down the hall so he doesn’t notice you came out of my room. Just pretend you were getting ice or something.” He says. You nod, trying hard to listen to exactly what he says.

When Eddie finishes speaking, you place a gentle kiss on his cheek. “For good luck.” you say. He smiles and embraces you quickly before heading for the door, motioning for you to hide on the other side of the room.

“Sorry about that Graham. Woke up late.” You can hear Eddie say from the other side of the wall. You press your ear up against the wallpaper trying to listen to more.

“I get it. I’m going to knock on Y/n’s door too. She must’ve overslept as well.” He pats Eddie on the shoulder before moving on to your door down the hall. You hear the steps of boots which you assume means he’s far enough away. You make your way to the door and open it very slowly. You manage to squeeze out of the half opened door. Now, you shut the door quietly before walking a little ways down the hall, like Eddie said.

“Hey, Y/n!” Graham calls out, and you stop in your tracks. “Where’d you come from?” He asks.

“I was just getting ice. Down the hall. At the ice machine.” You manages to sputter out. You’d never describe yourself as a nervous person, but right now, the nerves where like butterflies floating in your stomach, in your brain, and throughout your whole body. Graham furrows his brows at you, not very convinced by your efforts.

“I’m going to go ahead and get some breakfast.” You say quickly, speedwalking down the hallway. You thought you handled that pretty well.

Graham Dunne (Lead Guitar): She had come out of Eddie’s room. It was very obvious. Y/n was also always a terrible liar. I knew they were hooking up way before that ever even happened.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Karen Sirko: I think everyone knew they were in a realationship by that point. Daisy and I had a bet on when they would tell us.

Daisy Jones: It eventually came out when we were on tour, so Karen won technically. But they were just so shit at keeping secrets we all figured out a long time ago.

Warren Rojas: I was actually best man at Eddie’s and Y/n’s wedding. It was probably the best wedding i’ve ever been to. But don’t tell Lisa that. *winks*

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

#fanfic #eddie roundtree x reader #eddie imagine #eddie roundtree #eddie roundtree x y/n #eddie roundtree x you #eddie #daisy jones #daisy jones and the 6 #daisy jones imagine #karen sirko #graham dunne #billy dunne #camila dunne #julia dunne #warren rojas x reader #warren rojas #taylor jenkins reid #daisy jones fanfic #daisy jones and the six #djats #djats imagine #djats cast #daisy jones and the six imagine

[kaldurahms-lover]

i need a long angsty daisy jones and the six fanfic where the reader is like billy’s tour girlfriend and she’s so hopelessly in love with him, looking at him through rose colored glasses and just seeing this perfect guy, having no idea about camila.

until she does.

and obviously she has to break it off immediately because she doesn’t want to be the other woman. she didn’t ever want to be in this position.

and so she goes to graham, and she gets camila’s address to write her letter, and it has to be a letter because she knows if she calls then camila will just hang up

because that what she would do.

and the letter is so heartfelt and warm and apologetic and very obviously tear stained when camila gets it that she just can't bring herself to be mad at this poor girl who got just as cheated as she did. at this poor girl who broke i up with billy when she found out bc she knew what he did was wrong

and so camila writes back, and a friendship forms. an unexpected friendship, but a friendship nonetheless

and soon enough, once the baby is born, the reader finds herself driving across states to come see camila and julia because dammit billy is in rehab and she wants more help than just her mom and she wants to meet her friend she’s been calling and writing and sending photos to and from this whole time

and you know, the reader stays longer than she means to

long enough that something more than friendship is buzzing between them

long enough that the reader has taken billy’s place in bed next to camila

long enough that when billy comes home from rehab, she’s holding julia while camila buzzes her lips against the baby’s stomach.

obviously he’s flabbergasted because what the FUCK is his affair partner doing in his house with his wife and baby and why does his mother in law look totally unphased….

reader simply kissing cami’s temple and handing her julia, saying she’ll give them some time alone because she understands that they need it

GOD having to have the talk about what that means for the relationship and everything i’d lose my mind

both of you eventually coming to the decision you’ll give billy one more chance

and once he gets over that fear he’s a good dad. a good husband, a good boyfriend.

and then daisy fucking jones shows up.

that’s all i’ve thought out so far

#billy dunne #daisy jones and the six #daisy jones #camila alvarez #camila dunne #billy dunne x reader #camila alvarez x reader #camila dunne x reader #angst with more angst on top #angst and you think it’s gonna turn out happy but it doesn’t because get FUCKED

[camiladnne]

BILLY AND CAMILA DUNNE Track 6: Whatever Gets You Thru the Night DAISY JONES & THE SIX (2023)

#djatsedit #daisy jones and the six #camila dunne #billy dunne #billy x camila #tvedit #everythingdaily #ladiesblr #cinemapix #cinematv #dailytvwomen #my edits #idk why they wrote him like this #ugh #i hope you like it anon <3 #sam claflin #camila morrone

[taylorsv3rsion13]

the way i loved you || eddie roundtree x reader

tw : kissing, making out, profanity.

synopsis : jealousy isn't the best between eddie and you...

words : 932

Interviewer : Do you miss anything?

Y/N : Yeah. I do miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain.

Camila invited all of us over for her house party. The rain had cleared away as I sat in my taxi, giving me the perfect opportunity to run across the street without getting soaked. 

The party was packed. People jammed in the house or outside in the backyard.

I looked around, desperately trying to find someone I recognized. I could only look for so long before a body was thrown on me and brown hair covered my vision.

“I’m so glad you made it, Y/N!” I could instantly recognize it as Camila. 

“I’m so glad to see you, where are the others?” I asked as she was being pulled away by a mob of people.

“They might be outside. At least that’s where I saw Eddie and Graham last!” She yelled over the loud music as she was pulled with everyone.

I made my way outside as I saw the group of boys all huddled together. Except it was only Eddie and Warren.

“Y/N!” Warren exclaimed as he ran up to me, engulfing me in a hug.

I hugged him back, “Where’s Karen?”

Eddie sighed, “Her and Graham went off somewhere.” 

I knew what was going on between Graham and Karen. They both liked each other, and they were terrible at hiding it.

The night went by and groupies came and left. They flirted with Eddie and Warren as I attempted to keep my eyes away from Eddie. It wasn’t a secret that I liked Eddie. I’m guessing most people knew, but it made me even more jealous the way he’d look at the girls that would sit on his lap.

I don’t even know how or why I started liking Eddie, I just did. He attracted me. I’d get butterflies if he’d touch my hand while trying to teach me with the guitar, or when he touched my waist when he would move around in the kitchen.

I sighed loudly before getting up and walking over to grab a drink. Everyone was with someone else as they danced and partied.

“Hey, you’re Y/N L/N, right?” A man’s voice said as he brought me out of my gaze.

I looked over to him, seeing a quite attractive man. I smiled, “Yes, that’s me.” The two of us continued eye contact.

The man grew flustered at my smile, “I’m sorry, I've heard a lot about you, and I’ve seen you in newspapers, wow.” He stammered.

The next hour went by in a blur. We madeout and that was that. I mean, it was a lot. I didn’t fully think of my decisions, do I regret them though? No, of course not.

After he had left (his name was Thomas), I went to the restroom, fixing myself up. My lipstick was smeared and my hair was a wreck. I didn’t get banged, but it looked like I did. 

I took off the lipstick and patted water on my head, trying my best to look as presentable as I could.

The boys sat inside now, in the dark after the power had gone out. There were candles that were lit and blankets being handed out.

“Woo! Where have you been, girly?” Warren asked as he watched me walk down the stairs towards the couch. It was obvious something had happened, especially if my lipstick was off. Warren raised an eyebrow and smirked in response, which I rolled my eyes to.

“Nothing.” I said, flashing him a smile. 

I looked over to Eddie who didn’t say anything, he just looked at me with disgust, he too rolled his eyes. I watched as he got up abruptly, bumping into people as he made his way out of the house

Warren sighed, “You should follow after him.”

The rain was pouring down hard. Harder than what I expected for LA. I could barely see Eddie’s figure in the rain, he seemed to be walking fast.

“Eddie!” I yelled over the rain. “Eddie!” I yelled again, running to catch up with him.

He turned to me angrily as we were inches apart. “What, Y/N? What now?” 

“What has gotten into you? Why are you all of a sudden so mad at me?” I questioned as he held clumps of hair on his head.

“Nothing, Y/N! Nothing. Nothing is wrong because nothing happened.” He yelled.

By now, the rain had drenched both of us, and I shivered from the cold.

“If it’s nothing then don’t act like a dick.” I said to the brunette.

He only sighed loudly, “Fine, maybe it’s because you made out with that guy! Okay? You don’t understand.”

I scoffed at his response “You’ve made out with a million groupies and I don’t do shit about it. Eddie for fucks sake I’ve liked you for so long. You’re the one that doesn’t understand.” 

I couldn’t deal with him anymore, so I decided to walk away from him.

I felt Eddie grasp onto my wrist as he brought me back to him, his hands had found their way to my cheeks as he desperately kissed me. I sunk into the kiss as the rain poured down on us. It was peaceful, no fighting and just us.

I pulled away slowly, allowing myself to breathe.

“You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to do that.” Eddie said as he touched our foreheads.

I laughed quietly, “You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for you to do something.”

Eddie : She misses me?

Note :

Hi! This is my first post on here! I hope you enjoy, it did take quite awhile to brainstorm

also requests are always open

#eddie roundtree #josh whitehouse #eddie loving #eddie roundtree x reader #eddie roundtree x y/n #warren rojas #daisy jones and the six #daisy jones and the 6 #taylor swift #the way i loved you #fanfic #fanfiction #sebastian chacon #camila alvarez #camila dunne #djats #graham dunne #karen sirko #eddie loving x reader #julia dunne

[garagesesh]

heartbreak hotel

pairing(s): eddie roundtree x reader

summary: both of you were in love with someone else

warning(s): drugs & alcohol, sexual content implied

a/n: alright friends, I wrote this last march when the second episode came out and I was bona fide drunk but here I am posting it almost a year later cause fuck it! why not? anyways, enjoy! did not read this before posting whoops

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You were watching as Eddie congratulated Camila.

Lighting a cigarette, observing as he perfected the fakest of smiles while looking up at her with eyes that said something different. You couldn't ignore the way his finger tips brushed along Camila's waist, lingering for as long as possible when she pulled away from him after the hug she had pulled him into. Eddie watched as Camila let herself be pulled away into the sea of people by a blonde and brunette you had never met before this evening. He stood there for awhile.

You wondered what was running through his mind. You knew something was up with him and knowing Eddie since the sixth grade you liked to think you knew him and how he worked.

Eddie stood there for a while, watching Camila disappear into the sea of people dancing, before retreating to the table where you were currently parked at.

“Hey.” He spoke first, dropping himself onto the chair next to you.

“Hi.”

"Can I borrow your lighter?" You shoved the smaller golden plated lighter that bore your initials on across the table. "Thanks."

"Are you okay?" "Yeah. Why?"

"C'mon Eddie." You gave him a look that went ignored as he lit the cigarette in between his fingers. “You’ve looked like utter shit since this morning.”

He shrugged and slid your lighter back, finally looking at you and gave a smile that looked more like a grimace. "I've never been better."

“What's going on between you and her?"

"Who?"

"Camila."

“Camila?” He played stupid.

“‘Camila?’ Of course Camila, who else?”

He scoffed. "I'm not in love with Camila."

“I know you have been since Billy brought her to Chucks garage for the first time, Eddie.”

“Yeah and you’ve been in love with Billy since Steppenwolf in ‘68.”

Billy took your first kiss at Steppenwolf, halfway through Born to Be Wild when he turned around and kissed you. You were drunk and he was on something as well, but it was something you could not quite forget even after all this time.

You were in love with him, but made sure to keep it together for the fear of ruining the friendship you cherished with Billy.

You hadn’t known a time that Billy wasn’t in your life and you made damn sure that he would never leave it.

“Yeah.” There was no sense in hiding it. Looking up into the colored Christmas lights that you and Warren spent an hour putting up earlier, reminiscing on the last few years.

“Do you want to talk about it?” He brought the bottle of beer he was holding in his hand to his lips. Falling into a silence, you hummed along to Stumbled on Sublime playing in the distance, trying to find the right thing to say.

“It feels like a funeral, y’know? I should be so damn happy for them, celebrating their life together. A life that they’re just starting together, starting a family and that’s beautiful. A part of me should feels sad that I missed out on that with him, but I feel nothing. I’m empty inside.” You tapped your chest. “And all I want to do is just to feel something. Anything.”

Eddie reached across the table again for the lighter and lit another cigarette, taking a draw and puffing out clouds of smoke as he let the minutes fly by before speaking finally. “I was nine. I remember when we would walk to church together and she would wear these white dresses that would make her look like one of the angels that we would sing about. And now here she is, in a white dress, an angel for someone else.”

“You should put that in a song.”

“Did you have to ruin the moment?”

“It was getting too sappy for me.”

“You asked.”

“Actually, you did.”

“Yeah, but you brought it up.”

“No wonder she picked Billy over you, you’re insufferable.” You kicked his leg hard hard, fed up with his antics.

“That hurt.” He clutched his leg. “Don’t go breaking my heart twice.”

“I didn’t know you knew Camila for that long.”

“Yeah that’s because I didn’t tell anyone.”

“I’m more curious as to why she didn’t tell anyone.”

“Yeah that’s a bit weird isn’t it, since she’s the open book.”

“And you’re definitely not.”

“No,” He took another drag. “I’m not.”

Another moment in silence passed, another cigarette gone from your pack.

“I should probably go home.”

“Nah, you can just stay over.”

"You sure?"

He nodded and stood up, waiting for you to follow him into the small brown home, away from the party.

“I’m scared.” You joked.

“Don’t be.”

“Yeah, sorry that didn’t really reassure me.”

You flopped yourself onto the large bed, that was nestled in the corner of the room beside the large picture window. Spread out, you sank into the plush oversized bed, kicking off your boots leaving yourself only in the thin t-shirt and pair of shorts you had initially worn to just lounge around the house and not for a full fledged wedding. “Thank you for not having a waterbed. I don’t understand how Warren can sleep on that thing.”

Eddie smiled as he reached for the guitar, not the bass, that was at the end of the bed. “Move.”

“The word is please.”

“Please move your ass over on my bed.”

“Charming.” Nevertheless, you rolled over towards the wall, him sitting up against the wall with the guitar in his lap. He began strumming chords from a Led Zepplin song, humming quietly along. Eddie paused to light another parliament.

“You’re really talented, Eddie.”

He scoffed. You knew about the tension between Billy and him. The endless fights about chords and songs, the lyrics and their meanings. The forced switch from guitar to bass. The yearn for creativity that Billy had cut off with his ego.

Eddie was talented, just as much as anyone else in the band, but never believed it.

"Yeah, sure."

“I mean it." He looked up from the strings on the guitar meeting your eyes. He searched your features, like he was looking for the lie, the pity you knew he had subscribed to for his entire musical career and even then.

You weren’t sure what you were doing when you leaned over and kissed him. Maybe it was seeking out comfort or the drugs and alcohol that ran rampant in your system, but he tasted like the cigarette that was still lit in between his fingers and the Budweiser that he had finished not long ago.

He hadn’t reacted at all before you decided to pull back, completely sobering up in the mere seconds that your lips had touched his.

“I um…” You hastily climbed over him, careful not to touch his body in any capacity and your knee catching across the guitar strings, playing harsh chords and nicking your skinand out of his bed whilst practically slamming the half empty bottle on the nightstand. “It’s time for me to go home.”

He calmly put out the half-done cigarette in the ashtray on the stand and stood up without saying a word. Your stomach hurt at the silence, the lack of reaction from him, the tension that was so thick you cut it with a knife. All of it was so calm, so tranquil, but your anxiety was at an all time high.

“Alright. Goodnight.” You turned to leave now standing in the threshold of the open sliding glass door, teetering on the seesaw of regret and embarrassment on the stunt you just pulled. Fuck! You couldn't comprehend the situation you stupidly put yourself in. Despite wearing impractical sky high boots, you were ready to run for it. “See you when I uh see you.”

“You can’t drive like that.” He finally spoke and adrenaline pumped through you, hearing at just how close he was His voice was close, finally broke his silent voNow standing behind you,

"I'll call a cab."

"It's four a.m."

"I'll walk."

"You can just stay here.”

“No, I’m fine. Goodnight, Eddie.”

“Stop it.” His tone turned stern. The fingers that barely ghosted your wrist, tightened and spun your weak body to face his. Your heart beat pounded in your ears, his hand came to rest on your shoulder, trailing up your neck and his thumb wiped away white hot tears that you didn’t realize poured out. “You’re bleeding.”

You didn’t look down to your knee, keeping your eyes on his. “Oh.”

And then he kissed you. This time you didn’t react as his lips pressed into yours, stunned that he wasn’t screaming at you or kicking you out but instead kissing you.

You gave in, wrapping your arms around his neck, dropping both your bodies onto the bed again.

It was the first time you had felt anything since eleven that morning.

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[thatonekimgirl]

Daisy and Billy's Fight (revealed when the background music is removed)

#it's obvious they cut and paste bits of the scene to give camila the shots she needed and then covered it with background music #since it doesn't flow perfectly and in the last gif you can see daisy yell at the start but there's no dialogue from her in the audio #but still!!! #also i remain unsure daisy's caption in gif three is correct but it's the best option i came up with #daisy jones and the six #daisyjonesedit #djatsedit #daisyjonesandthesixedit #billy dunne #daisy jones #billy x daisy #daisy x billy #billydaisyedit #billydaisy #daisybilly #djats #mine #100 or less #billy|daisy

[devilsbackbone]

we need to revist the ethics of tagging fanfics because if you’re writing something that villainizes camila or paints her as the stereotyped jealous/annoying wife then there’s no reason for this fic to be on the camilabilly tag (and some of them shouldn’t even be on camila’s tag)

#'i'm writing a more real version of camila' #no baby you're just salty that #billy went after her and they stayed married for decades #and it SHOWS #like #write whatever you want #but tag it properly #went through ao3 today #and won't be coming back #camila dunne #billy x camila #billy dunne #Daisy Jones And The Six

[bumblesimagines]

❝  come sit a little while with me.  tell me how you’ve been?  really.  ❞

Camila Dunne

❝  come sit a little while with me.  tell me how you’ve been?  really.  ❞

pronouns: they/them, gender neutral (tho written with a fem y/n in mind)

Something was wrong.

The minute Camila had entered the plane, you could sense something was off about her. She couldn't quite meet anyone's eyes and she pointedly ignored Daisy's existence when the redhead brushed past her and flashed a small smile. She couldn't hold conversation with her own husband and seemed to avoid even looking at him. She sat by the window seat staring out it with hardened features and ever so watering eyes.

"Cam, come sit a little while with me." You called, sitting up in your seat and shoving Eddie shoulder to get him to move. Your brother scoffed and grumbled under his breath but nevertheless, he got up from his seat and instead sat down beside Warren.

Camila silently switched seats and sat beside you, exhaling softly and offering you a tired smile. "Hi."

"Tell me how you’ve been? Really." You coaxed and her shoulders slumped, head turning limply toward the window beside her. Dropping your voice to a whisper, you leaned in slightly. "Did Billy do something again?" Her sharp inhale confirmed your suspicions.

"Daisy... It was always Daisy.." She murmured, brows furrowing as she rolled her lips inward and shook her head lightly. Camila looked back at you with watery doe eyes. No surprise there. While Daisy and Billy had a turbulent friendship, there was no denying the underlying tension between them. The chemistry. The longing looks and quick glances.

"What happened, babe?" You asked softly, taking her hand into yours and rubbing comforting circles in the back of her hand. Camila swallowed thickly and sighed.

"I saw them... He was holding her face s-so gently. So tenderly. I heard them talk. I heard her. She... She wants a future with him. He's married and-and..." Camila exhaled shakily and dropped her head onto your shoulder. You pressed your cheek to her head and whispered soft comforts. It was going to be one long flight.

#x reader #x you #x y/n #x male reader #x female reader #x gender neutral reader #daisy jones and the six #djats #daisy jones and the six x reader #djats x reader #djats x male reader #djats x female reader #camila dunne #camila alvarez #camila dunne x reader #camila dunne x male reader #camila dunne x you #camila dunne x female reader #djats x gender neutral reader

[reasonsmandy]

Your daughter’s father

Camila Dunne x Fem!Reader

✧.* requested by anon — Not sure whether ur taking requests buttt could you do a camila dunne fic where the reader and camila are secret lovers but after while in bed reader tells camila that is has to stop bc she wants something real and full of love or smth. smut, angst plssss

✧.* summary — you met Camila at the most troubled moment of her life so far, and during that time, you bonded with each other, creating a strong and cherished relationship. Until Billy returns from rehab ruining what was building between you.

✧.* warnings — Smut, MINORS DNI, sad ending.

✧.* word count — 1.4k

✧.* 🫀— Camila's masterlist

✧.* mandy's notes — Hello everyone! How are you doing? I hope everything is amazing, I'm traveling this week so I'll be writing just a little... But! As always, please, feel free to ask me anything :)

You watched your neighbors' backyard from the window of your house, little by little boxes were being packed and there was a lump in your throat. You try to ignore it, but ever since Billy came back things had been like that, distant, as if you were observing something that was so close to you now as paintings in a museum.

Warren leaves through the front door towards his van, he and Eddie had already told you that they were going out to the cinema that afternoon, a while later Graham's girlfriend arrived and with them Karen joined them to the beach. The last person you see leave the door some time later is Billy, you couldn't tell where he was going and honestly you didn't want to know, all that mattered was that he was finally gone.

You left your house as quickly as you could, knocking on the door three times hoping that Camila would open it soon. When her figure appears you don't take long to kiss her, surprised she gasps and after a few seconds she reasons and kisses you back urgently.

“Have you gotten tired of me since your hubby arrived, huh? You whisper against her neck, trailing your kisses down her jaw and neck. You had missed the sighs it caused the brunette in front of you.

“No…” She murmurs, letting out a heavy sigh then, holding your hair. “I just, fuck, I -”

You smile against her skin, pulling away to find her dilated pupils showing her need for you. She feels herself falling apart under your gaze, knowing that you could hold her, needing your hold.

“You just what?” You question, whispering.

“He didn’t leave the house.” She justifies herself, and you smile sarcastically.

You get closer to her, touching your noses, still looking deeply at her, she could feel your breathing and it made her feel unsteady. She wraps her arms around your neck, wanting you closer and closer.

“Jules is sleeping, you know?” She whispers, stroking the strands of her hair. “Don’t you want to enjoy this time with me?”

“Do we have the house to ourselves?” you ask, wanting to confirm. Camila nods.

You place her against the wall, kissing her even more intensely, her hands urgently pulling your hair with desire and longing. You squeeze her waist, showing that you want her closer and closer, guiding her to the couch where he made her lie down so you could admire her.

“Take your clothes off.” You ask as you sit on the floor to observe her figure better.

You watch her take off her dress little by little, and you knew this was something she did to tease you. When she was completely naked and the day's wind hit her skin making her shiver, you decided to give her other reasons to shiver. You spread her legs and touch her gently, receiving moans and whimpers asking you for more.

Your smile reveals how much you enjoy every minute, and when her body explodes with pleasure you continue to stimulate her until she scratches your arms with pleasure. You get up to kiss her lips tenderly, she wraps you in her arms as she feels your lips against hers for a few seconds.

“Can we go upstairs?” She asks, pulling away from your kiss.

Your heart flutters with each step on the way to your room, you've been there before but now something is different. Billy's return from rehab had been a turning point in your relationship. You met her when you moved in next door and slowly couldn't help but fall in love with her kind and unique soul.

She had been very accepting since your move, you were together every day since her friends and her husband were on tour. She felt very abandoned and alone, you gradually got closer and gave each other this support, gradually it became something more like affection here and there, silly hands and at the end passionate kisses. You surrendered to this relationship little by little and with everything you had, you were falling in love.

The room where you used to spend early mornings and afternoons taking care of each other and, after Julia was born, taking care of the baby. It had become the place where Billy gradually became part of the life of the woman you loved, She pulls you out of your thoughts by throwing your body against your bed and kissing you once again.

“I missed us.” She says, taking off your blouse, and kissing your entire neck, making you gasp against her mouth.

“Are you sure about this?” You say comically, making her look up into your eyes.

“Do you want me to prove it to you?” She says taking your kisses lower and lower, you can't help but moan.

She slowly opens your legs wanting more access so she can taste you, she works magic with her mouth and tongue making you tighten the sheets while rolling your eyes.You really missed being by her side, both sexually and on your days off laughing and having fun, when you let out a louder moan letting your body relax with pleasure she looks up into your eyes and licks her lips making the butterflies in your stomach dance.

She lies next to you while you put on your clothes, and observe the woody ceiling that you often observed together. But instead of her snuggling into your chest like usual, she lays down a little further away, you frown and let the air out of your lungs.

She looks at you and perhaps notices your shy figure, You try not to look back because you know you would want to pull her close and tell her you love her.

“Are you okay Y/N?” She asks, sitting up. “Something happened? I did something?”

You just deny it, sitting and watching Júlia's crib next to you.

“How are you holding up?” You ask, your voice low. “I mean, you weren’t okay with all of this and Billy’s return either.”

“We are rebuilding our relationship. I think, he seems to be wanting to change.” You let out a disbelieving laugh, she looks at you trying to understand.

“I’m sorry Cami, I just…” You shrug, looking at her finally. “I thought he would be part of Julia's life.”

“Of course he will, he’s her father.” Camila agrees with you.

“No Cami, I thought he would be just that, your daughter’s father.” You let go at once, leaving her surprised.

She stays silent, you let out a sad and heavy sigh. Getting ready to get up, she holds your waist.

“Where are you going?” Her voice was now choked, you shrugged.

“What is my role here? Look, I don't want to be your lover while you have a happy life with that guy.” You let out, trying to hold your tears.

“I don't want you to feel this way.” she says, stroking her fingers. “You know you’re important to me.”

You let her speak, watching her with your teary eyes.

“Just me, Billy and I have a history.” Camila says looking down. “Of course, it had its obstacles, you know that, but I feel like we can make it happen. That he and I can improve so we can have the family we dream of and-”

“Camila, he left you in labor alone!” you say in disbelief.

“He was going through sobriety issues, come on, you know-”

“What I know is that he left you completely helpless during your pregnancy, cheated on you while you were carrying your daughter and even left you while you were giving birth!” Little by little your voice became more indignant.

“You wouldn't understand...” she says and that's when you let your tears fall, feeling trapped in a nightmare. “You don't stop loving someone when things get hard, at least I can't…”

“I wouldn't understand? You being serious right now?” You say with a choked voice. “I love you, I was with you here from the beginning even with everything falling apart. And I don't understand?”

She doesn't answer you, you agree with her silent statement.

“Honeys, I'm home!” Warren's voice emanates from downstairs.

“I can't do this, I'm sorry.” You say, adjusting your clothes as you wipe away your tears. “I love you too much to see you unhappy, and if that's what you want. I will leave you to it.”

“Hey, we can talk about this…” Camila begs, you deny with your head, opening the bedroom door.

“If you change your mind, I’ll be next door.” You say before disappearing through the door.

She watches you leave with a tightness in her chest, which unfortunately wasn't big enough to make her ask you to turn around. Days later, you watch her leave the house alongside her husband and daughter with boxes, momentarily your eyes connect and you feel your heart give up with the smile that indicated goodbye.

...

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[mzannthropy]

Do you have any more Camilabilly Headcanons? I just love hearing your Headcanons.

That short video of Sam saying speaking Spanish gave me an idea of the two of them watching Latin American telenovelas together (I hope these were available to watch in the US at that time--otherwise my headcanon is gone!). They always have one telenovela they follow; they get the episodes taped so that they can watch together. Billy's always like "Jesus this is so stupid!" but never misses an episode. (Argentina had some good ones, I mean I presume they still produce them.)

Actually. Since you're asking. I've not mentioned it here yet, but I created a whole different AU bc I cannot accept what the show has done. I'm okay with the book, bc Billy and Camila got to live happily together for decades, but I'm not okay with the show. I'm not normally like this, I'm fine with the canon majority of the time (it probably doesn't appear so at the moment, bc I recently posted about Finnick not dying, but that I think most of the fandom agrees on, and it was a mistake by the author to kill him off). But then, it's questionable how the TV show is "canon" since it had to make so many changes--for the worse--to Camila and Billy's relationship, so that they could push their D/B agenda. So I told myself, fuck it and made it my own.

Basically, Camila doesn't die and gets to live till the age of 97. She outlives all her peers. This means that right now, in 2024, she is still alive. She should be in her 70s...or 80s? Thereabouts. The documentary still gets made, but it's something else that prompts it. There are many ideas you can play with. At first I thought of Camila getting sick, but recovering. Then of having a health scare, but she ends up being okay. Then it occurred to me that maybe both she and Billy lose family members in close succession (parents, most likely), which obvs brings out a lot of feelings. But it could also be something much simpler, like the Dunnes having a big clearout and finding some old photos and things related to the band, or Camila organising her pics and recordings, or digitalising them, and this takes her down the memory lane (photographs have that power). It's Julia's idea to make the documentary, bc she makes documentaries.

Ideas, ideas everywhere!

#answered #billy dunne #camila dunne #billy x camila #i've been thinking about posting about this au for a while #but it takes me ages to do anything so... #also i got googling telenovelas #also fuck you hello sunshine and fuck you scott neustadter and fuck you you dumb witherspoon blonde #may all your pens break and drafts get deleted

[neptunes-curse]

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Daisy Jones and The Six masterlist

୨⎯Eddie Roundtree⎯୧

How They All Found Out

୨⎯Warren Rojas⎯୧

coming soon…

୨⎯Graham Dunne⎯୧

coming soon…

#fanfic #eddie roundtree #eddie roundtree x reader #eddie roundtree x y/n #eddie roundtree x you #warren rojas #warren rojas x reader #warren rojas x y/n #warren rojas x you #graham dunne #graham dunne x reader #graham dunne x you #graham dunne x y/n #daisy jones aesthetic #daisy jones show #daisy jones fanfic #daisy jones and the six #billy dunne #camila dunne #karen sirko #daisy jones #djats series #djats x reader #djats cast #taylor jenkins reid

[camiladnne]

SAM CLAFLIN and CAMILA MORRONE as BILLY and CAMILA DUNNE in DAISY JONES & THE SIX (2023-)

#djatsedit #daisy jones and the six #billy dunne #camila dunne #tvedit #cinemapix #cinematv #romancegifs #filmtvdaily #billy x camila #sam claflin #camila morrone #my edits #the show is probably going to try to erase how much he loved camila #and i'll be mad as hell #but here we go #book!camilabilly you will always be famous

[monzabee]

nonesense (social media au) - dr3

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Summary: The one where you and Daniel fall in love with a song, so you must share it with the whole internet.

Pairing: daniel ricciardo x actress!reader (model used: camila morrone )

Warnings: sexual innuendos, cursing?, daniel being a sweetheart, Sabrina carpenter's bbc lounge outro for nonsense (simply iconic), time-line doesn't match I know the incident happened earlier in the year but please ignore this thank you!!

Request: this was actually a message request sent to me, but since they want to remain anonymous i won't be tagging them!

Please also note that all of my works are protected under copyright, and not available for reposting on other platforms. 

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yourusername: had a date night with a certain mr ricciardo and he insisted i post the pictures he took afterwards.

ynoscarserawhen: come home, the kids miss you

thiccdannyricc: this is a yn stan account first, and a daniel Stan account second

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danielricciardo: how quickly can you take your clothes off pop quiz

yourusername: i bet your house is where my other sock is and you still haven't thrown away your own socks in the hamper

danielricciardo: damn, sabrina why you had to do me wrong like that

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daniel3.jpg: Smileys

lando.jpg: what is wrong with yn's hair

georgerussel63: great heavens

yourusername: this is why i support red bull

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yourusername just posted a story!

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yourusername: Day one in London talking all things Camila Dunne and (as @nytimes calls it) "the sharp edges of a love triangle." #daisyjonesandthesix Photos by @isabellalombardini

danielricciardo: i'm so fucking proud of you

danielricciardo: i will pick up my socks i promise

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lorenzaizzo: Linda!!

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danielricciardo: slam dump featuring the missus. also, note to self that bbc means different things in different countries and sabrina cannot be trusted.

yourusername: proud of you for coming to that conclusion

sabrinacarpenter: sorry mom and dad

landonorris: wait, what?

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sabrinarchives: wait until they here they hear about the drama

yourusername: @danielricciardo BABE WAKE UP, THERE'S DRAMA

danielricciardo: wait, there's more??

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