#oasis fic

[elizazone]

dating liam gallagher <3

• Imagine meeting him at a pub, late night, somewhere in central london. You dont particulary care for the drinks, youre just there because your friends are.

• Imediatly you catch his eye, he's never seen someone quite like you. Your enegry is different, glowing.

• You get talking, about whatever painfully avarage football match is playing over the bar, or whatever was on top of the pops last night. You have so much in common, yet youre such different people.

• He doesnt act the way he does in the tabloids, not around you. His usual rude, loud sassy demeanour is dropped instantly. He acctually listens to you. He doesnt interupt, or disagree, he just sits there on the stall, laughing and nodding his head and any drunken joke you make.

• He would ask for your number, ripping off part of a cigarette package and asking the bar tender for a pen, hastily writing it down.

• He orders your last drink, and kisses you goodnight as you leave.

• The next morning, he calls.

• You could talk for hours, conversation so natural between you. As if you have been friends for life. He asks how you slept, how your morning is, whats for breakfast.

• He finnishes the hour long call with a request of a lunch date.

#liam gallagher x reader #oasis fic #britpop fic #liam gallagher fanfic #liam gallagher imagine #liam gallagher #oasis x reader

[storyshark2005]

Gallagher Oasis RPF Fic Discord - Interest Check

@irreputablyyours @jeevey @savageandwise@mansgotalimit@elise-51-blog@tea-and-liquor@gallaghercest@nogoinghomegame@devilsrefugee@snickfic @cigarettesinhell@35mmmmmm@cancellablex @callmeglamtrash@mik0bastard @terracottahearted@35mmmmmm

Hey Gallagher writers and gcest besties, (I'm afraid I have forgotten some, so tag anyone I didn't!) This post is to gauge interest in a Gallagher RPF and Gcest discord server! (devil, I know you are a gen fic Liam&Noel writer, but the fandom is so small I didn't want to leave you out! Plus your writing is sooo lovely!!) The current gcest server is modded by @miami2k17 but they have stepped back duties, and things are very quiet there at the moment. I asked miami if they would be okay with me starting a new one, and they were super cool with it! Thank you mia! The idea for a new gcest and Gallagher Discord server would be: - The server would be 18+ - a place to throw around story ideas and workshop your fic with other writers - a place to talk about RPF , "characters" and fic and IRL headcanons of the Gallagher and Oasis world - a place to find and exchange beta duties - a place to post links to your gallagher fics - a place for general Gallagher gossip 💅 (ex. ringgate) - a place for for tinhatting gcest ❤️ - a place for nsfw and nsfw fic headcanons - a place for posting all the beautiful gallagher pictures - a place for gallagher fanartists - a place for talking about Oasis and Gallagher solo music, concerts, events, and Oasis generally!

The server would probably be pretty gcest heavy, but we could make separate channels and would be welcome to Gallagher gen fans as well, as long as everyone abides by the rules and a "live and let live, ship and let ship" ethos Can you guys leave a comment if you would (or would not) be interested in joining if I made a server? And reblog if you're excited by the idea? What do you think?

#gcest #gallaghercest #Oasis fic

[talkinfanfic]

Episode 304: Interview with Jeevey

🎙 LISTEN HERE! Or find us on Apple Podcast, Spotify, and everywhere else you can stream podcasts!

Sara sits down with the amazing, sublime, talented @jeevey, a legend in the Oasis RPF and Gcest world. Jeevey talks about the challenges of finding time to express yourself amid real life responsibilities; telling the truth through amateur writing; the joys of RPF and her start in the U2 fandom; rejecting the shame of writing taboo topics, and why she likes writing about interesting, compelling characters versus ‘unproblematic’ more acceptable figures (BORING!)

Jeevey is also the fandom expert on Noel Gallagher’s pre-Oasis career as a roadie for the Inspiral Carpets, and his friendship (ahem) relationship, with the now legendary Mancunian Clint Boon. Jeevey chronicles a Clint/Noel romance in her beautiful ongoing work, “Transistor”.

We also mention Jeevey’s recent trip to the UK to see both Gallagher brothers in concert; a highlight of which was Jeevey’s front row view of High Flying Birds’ guitarist Gem Archer’s rather, er, overwhelming and impressive physical presents. PRESENCE, I mean!

Yes, Sara brings you another 3 hour episode, but c’mon. You know. What else you doin’ today, rasta?! Don’t Go Away, Stand By Me! Some Might Say that we’re gonna Live Forever through our incestuous bandfic obsession! D’You Know What I Mean?

Time Caps

0m - Introduction

12:23 - Interview starts. Jeevey talks early writing and how she got into the RPF fandoms.

22:00 - Jeevey on how listening to Noel’s solo material funneled her into the Oasis fic and gcest fandoms. Baby’s first gcest fic! 

32:00 - “I don’t want to bring up the Loch Lomond kiss already, but…” aka “collective mainstream fan cognitive dissonance” aka “WOW just LOOK AT THAT SETLIST!”

37:00 - Sara asks Jeevey if she has a favorite brother to write. Complicated!Noel and Scary!Liam 

49:22 - “The Passing of Peggy Gallagher”

57:45 - “Broken Arrow River”

1:39:17 - Let’s talk about Clint Boon! And getting into “Transistor”

1:54:35 - Digging more into “Transistor”

2:08:19 - Exploring and researching LGBTQ culture and subcultures in the UK in the 1980s (Lesbians, punks, Section 28, the AIDS crisis, etc)

2:32:40 - Rapid Fire Questions!

2:43:30 - Jeevey on seeing Noel and Liam live in the UK in 2022!

2:49:45 - Jeevey on Gem Archer’s overwhelming physical beauty

2:59:26 - Last question. What does fanfiction (and RPF) mean to you?

Episode References

Work - "The Passing of Peggy Gallagher" by Jeevey  

Work - "Broken Arrow River" by Jeevey 

Work - "Transistor" by Jeevey 

Fanlore article on the U2 banfic website loveisblindness.net (now down). It’s sister LJ community was “U2 Slash” has been ported over to U2 Slash on Dreamwidth

Rec - "Close" by likeamadonna (U2 fic, Bono/Edge, c2002)   

Rec - "Fetish" by likeamadonna (Bono/Edge) started in 2002, then went on hiatus for 14 years until the author finished it in 2016! Incredible!! @likeamadonnau2

Resource - “Gallaghercest, a Primer” by Snickfic (LiveJournal) 

Resource - “Mad for Our Kid” quote archive 

Resource - Oasis Interviews Blogspot 

Fic Archive - “Mad for Our Kid” LJ Community

Fic - "Whatever I Choose" by Jeevey baby’s first gcest fic!

Twitter post from "Mainly Oasis" on the anniversary of Oasis at Loch Lomond. Aka, "WOW What a Setlist, that!" Or, "Collective Fandom Cognitive Dissonance re: brothers kissing." 

“I AM DISTURBANCE” GQ Interview, Feb 1998 (Oasis Interviews Blogspot)

Fic Rec - "Hawkmoon" U2 Cowboy fic, Index of entries on Livejournal

Youtube -  Liam singing "Once" and looking GODLIKE at MTV Unplugged (Hull City Hall, 2019) 

Influence - Youtube - trailer for “Silent Tongue” the River Phoenix film we mention that was an aesthetic and tonal influence on Jeevey’s “Broken Arrow River”

Influence - Ford Madox Ford’s “Parade’s End” (Goodreads)

Influence - Robert Duvall’s film “The Apostle” (1997) trailer

Clint & Noel in Bed - "Aw, look at us." (Jeevey tumblr post with XFM clip, 2006) 

1993 Inspiral Carpets Interview (a good example of Clint Boon manspreading and dominating the interview, and Tom Hingley the singer and frontman quietly holding the mic for Clint)

Resource - “Meet the lesbian punks who've been written out of London's history” (Time Out, April 2017) article jeevey linked on tumblr for context on UK queer culture in the 80s

Gcesty tune - “Take Me” by Oasis (1992 demo remastered by a fan in 2021) and lyrics

Fic Rec - “Stop the Clocks” by @savageandwise (Liam/Noel present day)

Fic Rec - time's slipping away (and what will it hold for me?) by mansgotalimit (young!Liam and present day!Noel, WIP)

Fic Rec - "The Swing of the Planets in Orbit" and its sequel "Memories in Your Lungs Like Air" by @snickfic (Liam/Noel ABO AU series) 

Contact and Credits:

Music: Kyle Laurin "Oasis Supersonic Theme" (Twitter: @cobrakylemusic)

Tumblr: talkinfanfic.tumblr.com 

Instagram: @talkinfanfic

Email: [email protected] 

#talkin' fanfic #oasis fic #bandfic #RPF #Oasis RPF #fanfiction #podcast #fanfiction podcast #fanfic #gcest #gallaghercest #Noel Gallagher/Clint Boon #Noel Gallagher/Liam Gallagher #jeevey #jeevey writes #liam loves noel #noel loves liam #gallagher brothers

[lonely-soul-02]

Looking to read a fic where Noel isn’t presented as a cold, heartless psychopath with a sliver of repressed emotion (@storyshark2005 phenomenal fic Trying To Find A World That's Been And Gone excepted).

Ya know, the man wrote Talk Tonight and Sad Song and Alone on the Rope and Dead To The World. He kissed his brother on stage. He has candles and flowers in his studio. With passionate red accents. 👀 He spent last Christmas on the sofa eating Quality Street chocolates out of the tin, wallowing in his misery, like Bridget Jones. Quality Street at that! He's human, really. lol He likes Burt Bacharach. He believes in star signs and fate. He's a self-confessed romantic. He's not that repressed.

Still waters run deep i.e the measure of feeling is deep not shallow. Noel's waters run very deep if his songs are anything to go by. Norwegian fjord deep. We get public Noel but private Noel must exist. So yeah, I'd like to read any fic where there's an exploration or presentation of private Noel if there's any.

#any recommendations #noel gallagher #oasis fic #gcest fic

[rollercoasterwords]

the tiktokification of ao3

or: some of you fundamentally misunderstand ao3 and it really, really shows

i was talking about this with a friend a few days ago and since then i've seen multiple posts of various sorts that have just made me think about it more, so. here is me breaking down a disconnect i see particularly with younger members of the marauders fandom (i say marauders specifically just bc that's the only one i'm plugged into):

okay, so i've seen many (usually younger) marauders fans either talking online about how they wish ao3 was more like social media (specifically regarding algorithms) OR talking about ao3/fanfiction/fanfic writers as if they are operating under the same etiquette/guidelines/assumptions they would bring into social media platforms. this ranges from being mildly irritating to genuinely harmful, and i want to talk abt why.

first - you have to understand that social media, in this day and age, exists in a profit economy. and when i say social media here, i'm referring to platforms like tiktok, twitter, instagram, etc. all of these platforms exist in a profit economy where content is a product that can be monetized. this leads to a few important distinctions:

people posting on these social media platforms are generally posting with the intent to get their content seen by as many people as possible, as quickly as possible

they post with this intent because once their content is consumed by enough people, it becomes a product that they can monetize

therefore, if that content gets popular enough, these people can become influencers, where content creation is an actual job and their audience are, in a sort of vague and obscured way, similar to consumers purchasing a product

because of the profit economy surrounding social media, there are certain assumptions + forms of interaction that bleed across almost all social media platforms. the ones relevant to this little essay include:

operating under the assumption that anyone posting anything on the internet wants to go viral, ie. be seen by as many people as possible as quickly as possible in order to grow an "audience"

these influencers are creating content for us, their audience, so they should want to please us. they should also be trying to appeal to the broadest possible audience. therefore, if we dislike their content, we have a right to make that very, very clear.

in that same vein, we have a general right to critique content creators, as they are making a profit and we are the consumers purchasing their product--much like you might feel entitled to a certain standard of service in a restaurant where you are paying for the food.

when you carry these assumptions over to a platform like ao3, it creates problems. why? in a nutshell: because ao3 exists outside the profit economy

ao3 is a non-profit. it does not have an algorithm because it is not trying to sell you anything. this means that the writers posting their work on ao3 are not making a profit. we are not influencers. we are not creating monetized content to sell to a consumer-audience. where consuming content on other social media platforms might be comparable to eating at a restaurant, reading fanfiction on ao3 is more like coming over to someone's house and eating cookies that they made for free. you are in their house. the cookies are free, given as a gift. so what happens when those assumptions outlined above start to bleed over from other social media?

assuming that anyone posting fanfiction online wants their work to go viral -- i've seen this with popular fic writers getting questions like, "are you worried x isn't going to be as popular as y?" those questions are usually not ill-intended, but they demonstrate a fundamental lack of understanding about why writers post work on ao3. it's not to go viral. it's not to build any sort of online following. most of us who post on ao3 have jobs or schoolwork or other commitments, and writing fanfiction is something done for fun, out of a love for writing. those sharing their work online might be seeking community, but that is fundamentally different from seeking an audience, and in no way involves internet virality. if someone is posting fanfic on ao3 with the hope that it'll "go viral," then they likely either won't continue writing fanfic for long or will reach a point where they have to re-evalute their motivations, because seeking joy and validation by turning your art into a product for consumption just isn't very sustainable.

influencers are creating content for us, so we have a right to let them know if we don't like it -- nope!! fic writers are not influencers. yes, even the popular ones. no matter how much other people might blow their work up on social media, fic writers are still outside the profit economy. they are not creating content for an audience. they are not creating content for you. they are writing because they love it, and they are generously sharing it. if you don't like it, don't interact with it. you are never entitled to loudly and publicly proclaim how much you dislike a fic. i talk about this more here

we have a general right to critique fic writers, the same way we do with content creators/influencers -- again, no. you should not be treating fic writers the way you would treat an influencer on another social media platform, no matter how popular they may be. this is not to say fic writers are beyond all reproach; rather, it is a call-in to check your entitlement. fic writers are not little jesters entertaining in your court. they are not subject to your whims. they do not have to do things for you. they do not have to write things you like. in that post i linked on point 2, i talk about what etiquette might look like if you're really concerned that a fic writer is doing something harmful, but that is not what i'm talking about here. i am talking about the proliferation of negativity i have seen, especially on twitter and tiktok, where people essentially just talk shit about fics or fic writers as though they are entitled to have those fic writers working to please them. this is gross, and it needs to stop. you wouldn't go over to someone's house, eat the cookies they baked to share, and then spit those cookies back in their face and start shouting about what a shitty baker they are. or maybe you would--in which case, congratulations! you are Not A Good Person.

anyway, at the end of the day, a lot of this can be boiled down to: Because ao3 exists outside the profit economy, fic writers are not influencers, and you should never be treating them as though they are. i think i see this disconnect largely with younger people just because they've maybe only ever really understood social media within this sort of influencer-consumer-culture economy, and genuinely don't understand how to interact differently with the internet. so, consider this post a call-in to reevaluate the way you interact with fic writers and the etiquette you use when it comes to engaging with fanfic on ao3! i promise that ao3 being different from social media is a very, very good thing, and also a very, very rare thing, so let's treasure it and focus on fostering community rather than trying to morph it to fit the mould of influencer-audience dynamics that we see almost everywhere else <3

#tldr: fic writers aren't influencers #stop acting like they are #it only creates problems!!!! #anyway if you have engaged in some of these behaviors that doesn't make u a bad person #it just means u should maybe shift ur perspective moving forward #capitalism is a lifeless desert that grows every day and ao3 is a little oasis #let's all enjoy it while we can #instead of trying to place it within a consumer economy #ranting and raving #txt

[deerspherestudios]

Saying "I accidentally killed Michael" sounds so bad but you have to believe me. I still feel bad about that, do you think that if the player had acted quickly enough and treated Michael's wound, he would have been saved? Thinking about making a little fic about that, are you okay with that? It would be just a small way of my apology to the boy

I'm no expert on wounds, fatal or otherwise, but I feel like even if you were to pull the needles out and try to save him he'd still be in critical condition? 🤔

Thank god it's fiction though so by the powers that be if MC wants to save him then so be it:

It'd probably end up something like this though.

#mushroom oasis vn #mychael ask #doodles #something about making such a dire mistake u cant reverse no matter what u tried is so wonderfully tragic though </3 #but if u wanna make a comfort fic abt saving him then by all means!!

[corffiser]

dragon age : inquisition - 14 / ∞

#dragon age #dragon age inquisition #vgedit #gamingedit #dailygaming #dragon age edit #daedit #game: dragon age #edit: mine #edit: dragon age #edit: dragon age scenery #forbidden oasis my beloved .. #so many fics that i wrote take place in this area

[dietmountaindewbae]

please please please can you write me a fic where reader and Humbug Alex are both work colleagues (reader thinks Alex is goofy and nerdy - but boy she will be wrong) and they fuck in his office whilst a work party is happening downstairs. PLEASE

xxv. talk tonight

alex turner x reader

word count: 4739

summary: At an office party (humbug!) Alex watched you all by yourself, his heart tells him to hurry and talk to you before he loses the chance to.

warnings: ch*cking, scracth*ng, degrad*ng.

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The elevator doors shut close, and finally, some silence makes you feel at ease. You're not even close to feeling a buzz with the skinny glasses of sparkly champagne they served and as you traveled up the rooftop you propped a cigarette in your mouth.

You swing open the door of the building's rooftop, the company you worked for was having its 6th anniversary, and while everyone was celebrating downstairs, you were aching for some time by yourself. The fresh cold allowed you to breathe but it only made goosebumps crawl up your back.

"Be careful there" Someone says from behind you, you are too close to the edge of the wall, so you turn around on your feet and face the man with the gentle voice.

"What are you doin' up here?" You say with a silly smile. Alex was one of the best workers at the company, he's been rewarded and recognized for his honest work and loyalty to the company, he's a good guy but socially awkward when it comes to going to bars late at night after working extra hours.

"Just wanted some space" You've never had a real conversation with Alex, let alone, be completely by yourself with him. Alex was a nice man, with his long wavy hair and his shy little voice and thick Yorkshire accent, he was decent, always serious but he had something likable and magnetic about him.

"Me too, are you having fun though?" You grab from your skirt your lighter and try to burn your cigarette, in the attempt you fail, and he leans in, grabbing the lighter and helping you light your cigarette, grabbing one from his box.

"Not quite there yet," He says, blowing the smoke away, "I'm waiting for the booze to kick in" You giggled, catching Alex's attention.

"It's the first time I've heard you say more than 4 words to me" Alex looks down to the floor smiling, he's quite shy but very nice, "I enjoy that..." He looks back at you with a smile, maybe it was the booze, but his radiant brown eyes looking at yours so deeply make you feel hot.

"What about you? How are you feelin'?" As you were talking, Alex's eyes ran down your body discreetly, you were looking sexy with your black mini skirt long sheer black knee socks, and grey silk button-up blouse, nearly unmade, your nails painted black, and your hair in soft curls. The smell of your perfume and the cigarette that burned in between your fingers blew him away.

"...But overall I think the party's ok, I just don't like the music the DJ chose" Alex smiles softly, and each time you talk he takes a step closer to you.

"Horrible set, isn't it?" You lightly chuckle nodding your head, "What kind of music would you like him to play?"

"Mmm... I dunno maybe the smiths? I love the smiths... I know it's an odd choice for a party but-"

Alex interrupted you by lightly putting his hand on your arm, his thumb caressing the soft material of your shirt, "No, no, not at all... it's much better than the trash they're playing" He noticed his hand on your arm, and you smiled as he took his hand away very shyly, as if he had to ask if it was ok even to do that, you crossed your eyes and he look down to the floor scratching the back of his head, "I-I..." He clears his throat, "Sorreh.... I know the DJ, he's an old mate, I can tell him to play some smiths for you" You see the way his body moves closer to yours, how his shoulders move unsteadily as he breathes, meaning his heart is beating fast, his eyes looking at you with hope, and you realized... someone has a crush on you.

"That would be great, thank you Alex" You and him head towards the door after throwing away your cigarettes, he opens the door for you and closes it once you are inside the building, you smile at him as your eyes crossed again, and you take initiative to grab his hand as no one was watching.

Getting involved with your co-workers was never an option for you, all the men that worked here were bitter and boring, always bragging about their money, faking a smile every time they talked about their marriages just to proceed to flirt with all the women at the copier room. You didn't have anything bad to say about Alex, he was a dork, a bit shy and awkward yet he was the most interesting and likable person in your office. He made himself present with little actions, he sometimes dropped by your desk to leave you a bagel or doughnut since you worked in the cubicle next to his, but you weren't the only one who received those little acts, so you thought nothing about it, he hardly even knew your name, but he always smiled at you whenever he saw you.

For all you knew, he was single, and he's very reserved, you only ever see him talking with Nick or Jamie, the drinks in you made your rules bend a bit, maybe see where this gets you, maybe nothing would happen, but if it did, you wouldn't feel bad about it at all.

The only rule that had to be respected was, not being seen flirting with him, rumors spread faster than the speed of light in your office, and you didn't want to ruin this little spark between you two for just one night.

As you and Alex step into the elevator, you drop his hand, being on opposite corners of the elevator, you cheekily smile at him, he looks visibly disappointed at how you dropped his hand. When the doors opened again, you two walked side by side, keeping a reasonable but choking distance from each other as if he was agreeing to your rules without you even having to tell him. As you walked past the people you stepped into the disco-style dancefloor with squares of neon lights, and Alex walked forward to the DJ, saying hi to the guy with fuzzy curly messy hair, black headphones on his neck, grey sweatpants, and funny sunglasses.

He whispers something to his ear, and the guy nods and they switch the music. You hear the hypnotic sound of the intro of 'How Soon Is Now?' by The Smiths, you're lightly divided by people, but he's still able to watch you dance, and you look beautiful as you do. He sees you smiling, laughing, and having fun with the other girls, but your eyes are only on him, and his on yours.

Alex wasn't a man of many words, but ever since you had come into the office, a part of his heart had started to beat so rapidly, that he always turned to look at you whenever you untied your tight ponytail and let your hair fall, whenever you stretched your back and he could see the outline of your chest peek through your shirt, he was gone. He never tried to speak to you, he was too self-conscious to do so, he lived all of his fantasies of you and him in his head, he had the sound of your voice engraved on his head. Whenever you dropped something he was always there to pick it up and hand it to you, or when the printer was out of paper he was the only one that gave you some new paper to work on, every day when he arrived with fresh goods he made sure you were the first to get the warmest piece or the biggest slice. He did all of that, but you didn't think it was out of a crush, you thought it was him just being nice, and man if he could tell you how wrong you were.

In his head, you two had thrown away all of the people and there was only you and him dancing to some old music that no one thought was fit for the occasion, but you thought there was no better timing than this one, but the fun ends as you feel someone's breath on your neck, one of your supervisors drunkenly whispers close to your ear...

"That skirt fits your bum very well" You rolled your eyes and walked away, not saying another word, Alex following you closely. He catches you at the elevator just in time sliding inside.

"Hi," He says out of breath, you giggle and he brushes his hair away, "Where are we going?" You smiled as you heard the excitement of his voice.

"Well, I was planning to go the rooftop again..." You say looking down to the floor, he saw how that man had whispered to your ear something that woke up a flaming rage inside you, something so profoundly disgusting, you just wanted to get away as fast as you could.

"I have a better idea..." You smile, he presses down at the button, and he waits patiently in the opposite corner, facing you with a smile, you wonder in your head where he was taking you, while he was battling in his head what else could he say to keep you interested, he thought he could bore you at any given time. The doors of the office were open, the lights were completely down, and only the lights of the city that shone through the cracks of the curtains could show you two the way. He noticed you were afraid to step inside, but he grabbed your hand and pulled you in, "The cameras are down for the night, don't worry love, no one's gunna 'now we were here"

You smiled, "I'm not worried about that... just not a big fan of the dark..." You giggled and he played along with you, he grabbed your hand tighter, making your cheeks lightly blush as you walked into his cubicle, you sat on his desk while he pulled from a corner a carton box and took out a big bottle of whisky, "I didn't take you as a bad boy, Al"

"Well, this is the only thing that takes some of me headaches from when me and Jamie stay late doin' those bloody Excel sheets" Then he takes out from his pocket his MP3 connecting it to the little speaker next to his desk, playing more music for you as he quickly goes to the break room and fetches you a plastic cup and a soda. He sits on his chair and pours you some coke and whisky, and when he severs you a good amount of alcohol he hands you the cup and grabs the bottle touching the edge of the bottle with your cup and you both drink away.

"Thanks... I couldn't handle more wine... needed something stronger" You smile at him, and he brushes his long hair away.

"Do you wanna know something else about the office?" You smile and nod your head, fixing your hair to the side, he shuffles on his chair and you hear the sound of his lighter coming off, he puts a cigarette in his mouth and lights it, blowing the smoke up directly without causing the fire alarm to go off.

"What the fuck?!" You both break into laughter, "Oh my God!-" He lightly shushes you to make you talk quieter, you keep laughing until your abdomen hurts, and you sip on your drink once more, "Imagine the day I decide to set my supervisor's chair on fire... God"

"He's a dickhead" You nod your head.

"I don't even wanna say anythin' else, I mean he doesn't touch me or anything but that doesn't mean he cannot say anything to me... which is what angers me" He nods his head, turning on the lamp next to his computer, "Thanks"

"I wanted to see you while you're talking" He smiles, and you lightly blush once more, "Next time he says anything to you, why don't we put some tacks on his desk?" You giggle together, you can't help but stare at the way the corners of his mouth rise to make that cute smile appear, you like how discreet he was, lightly grazing your hand whenever he laughed, or how his eyes sweep down to gaze your body.

"I was wrong about you Al," You say, he drags his chair closer to you very slowly so you don't notice but you do, and you don't mind it, "You're the only interesting person in this office"

"Why is that? You're always laughing with Brian at the copier" You stare at him with a cheeky grin.

"Are you jealous or something?" You tease him, and he stutters into his words trying to fix his mistake.

"No, I just thought that... never mind" He looked away, taking another sip of the bottle, you grab the cigarette trapped in between his fingers, taking a drag and staring at him deeply.

"He's just a funny guy, there's nothin' much going on with me" His eyes light up, so after all, you weren't the only one who was concerned about him being single or not.

"I'm glad," He blurs out, making you both smile, "What is so interesting about me anyway?" You bit your bottom lip, taking a big sip from his bottle of whiskey, the liquor scratching your throat but it goes down easily once you sip on your coke.

"I mean, isn't it obvious?" You smile at him, starting to feel a bit dizzy, he takes a big chug of his bottle while you talk, "I just know that you don't say everything that you think, there's more to you"

"You're not far from the truth," He says nudging his head and leaning closer to you, resting his elbow on his desk next to your leg, you saw his face properly now, and he was a dream.

"Why? Is there something you want to say to me, Alex?" You teased leaning in closer to his face, your hand almost touching his, you could smell his cologne now, the space in between you two almost being none.

"I'm afraid there aren't enough words for that" He looks down to the slit in your shirt, your arm squeezing your tits together, he could see your black lace bra perfectly, he had this insatiable need for you, "But as you know already, I am not a man of many words, I take actions" His eyes looked down to your lips, licking his, already drooling to get a taste of your lips, until you suddenly pulled away, scratching the back of your head, "Wait, what happened?"

"If this is going to happen, we can't kiss"

"But..." There has to be a but always.

"I'm not gonna do it if we're gonna be awkward in the mornin'" You cross your arms sitting comfortably on the desk.

"I'm not like that," He says with a smile, but he sees your position and your limits, he just wanted a little bit of you, from the moment he saw you outside all by yourself under the moonlight with your beautiful eyes and lips smiling to him he knew he had to strip out of his costume and talk to you at that moment, he needed and wanted you now than anything, "If you don't want me to kiss you, can I at least touch you?" You bit your lower lip, sitting upright, his eyes only looking at you and not anywhere else begging you to say yes, he desires you with a big ache, you see it right in his eyes, just as transparent as glass.

"Yes.." He cups your cheeks and his face approaches yours, looking at you with lust, his lips peck the inner corner of your lips, traveling up to your earlobe, his fingers lightly playing with your hair, and his lips kissing your neck very gently at first, but then he licks his lips, kissing your neck with big wet kisses all over the place, sniffing every last bit of your perfume. He kicks away his chair, standing up to run his hands down your sides, unbuttoning your shirt gently, sneaking his hands to your bra, kneading your tits and squeezing them hard, you sigh and he breathes in your quiet moans and sighs like smoke, letting it consume him from the inside out.

"You're so fuckin' beautiful" He whispers into your ear, kissing the left side of your chest, where your heart is, you try to fight the urge to kiss him, but impatiently, he's in great need to show you real pleasure, to tear down your rules and let him taste your mouth, there was nothing he desired more in that moment.

You untuck your shirt, letting him enjoy the taste of your skin, and his hands feel your bare skin, his hair lightly tickling your neck, and you couldn't escape the need to run your hands thru his soft curls, lightly pulling on his hair as he lets your tits spill out from your bra, sucking on them and nibbling your nipples with his teeth, his tongue licking and his mouth sucking every inch of your skin, leaving red bruises on your chest so you don't forget who's been there the next morning.

He momentarily pulls away from you, his lips tearing off your skin like scar tissue on your knees, "What?-"

"You were right, love," He says, the look in his eyes sending shivers all over your body, "I haven't told you everything"

"What else have you got to say to me?" His hands slowly travel down to your legs, riding up your skirt until they unravel your black lace underwear.

"I've been watching you ever since you came here, every day, every time you felt exhausted and you stretch your back against the chair, I just want to make that go away... make you feel brand new... drop a note and tell you to meet me in the bathroom, and make you sigh out of pleasure and not from being tired, I only see you" His eyes dug in yours as he kneeled in front of you, "Maybe you think I'm quiet and dorky, but you don't even know for how long I've been thinking of you like this" His knuckles pull your soaking wet panties to the side, his eyes watching you as his fingers enter your body and his lips suck on your pussy harshly, slowly your orgasms started to get louder and louder each time his fingers rimmed your walls. Shamelessly he licks your pussy up, swallowing every ounce of the wetness that leaks out of you, "You're so fuckin' tight babe, taste so delicious"

"Fuck... please, don't stop!" You push his head in between your legs, starting to feel that ache getting bigger and bigger as he sucks right at the spot you needed hard, his fingers fuck your pussy faster, filling up that hole so well, more wetness rushes out from your legs, your end is yet to come, you feel it crawling up from your belly to your chest, starting to form in your throat as a scream until he takes his mouth off from your warmed up cunt, leaving you to breathless and needy for more.

He covers your mouth with his hand, sliding down his fingers covered in your arousal into your mouth, your lips sucking them hard until he makes you gag around them, pulling them out from your mouth with a string of saliva, "Can you be quiet for me?" He says it in such an easy way you're so amazed.

"Mhm," You bit your bottom lip.

"Tell me babe... are you gonna let me fuck you or are you just gonna pretend your pussy isn't drooling for some of it?" Your cheeky smile is no competition for him, he's certain you're in great need of more than just fingers and sucking.

You grab the buckle of his belt, undoing it very slowly, your hand palming his hard-on, you smiled as you felt the size and weight of his cock, biting your bottom lip as you take him out of his boxers and see him on the flesh. The tip of his cock leaked some wetness, he sighed as you give his veiny cock a few strokes, the tip of your thumb rubbing down his head, spreading it all over his cock. His hands cover your mouth pushing your head back and his tip rims your clit, lubing up his cock with your juices. You were trying to find a way to get more pleasure from him but the only way was right in front of you, "You know what to say babe... don't act like a dumb little cunt"

Your eyes lock in his, his lips a few inches close to yours, to kiss your lips, "Fuck me, Alex, please..." You bite your lower lip as the tip of his cock slides down tightly inside you, making you sigh. His fingers dig into your thighs, and you rock yourself against him, your elbow in the desk while the other holds Alex's shoulder tightly, his hand gripping the wall and the other one in your lower back. He rocks his hips against yours, fucking you slowly and passionately, the tip of your nose against his, he liked to watch your pupils dilate as he buries himself deep inside you.

"I loved leaving you just like that... soaked in all of your juices for me cock to slip inside you... God, you're so fuckin' wet for me... you fuckin' cock lovin' whore"

"Fuck you" You pant, "Fuck you Alex" You push your hips against his harder, his hands scattered in the back of your head, wrapping his arm around you, driving his cock in and out of you so hard, you were slowly losing yourself in his arms, enjoying how good he's fucking you.

"You love it," He says with a grin on his lips, his lips moaning against yours, grazing each other, laying one in another, but so far from being sealed together, that kept him on the verge, everything being strictly physical, the desire of wanting the feeling of your lips around his will bother him for the rest of the night.

Your tits bounce against his chest, sweat drips down from his forehead, and he's forcing himself to handle longer just for you to come on his cock so hard your whole body would feel light and high in the sky. You grip his shoulder tightly, holding yourself up with your hand, his fingers wrapped around your neck as he feels your pussy dragging him in, getting tighter with each stroke of his cock in your walls. His thumb went down in between your legs, rubbing your clit in tight little circles, forcing you to come, your abdomen pushing out your last cry of pleasure, and you choked out a little sigh of relief.

Alex was fast to pull out of you, you watch how his hand made a fist around his cock, and you didn't want him to finish like that. You willingly get down on your knees, and blow him thoroughly, "Jeeesus fuckin' christ... fuck!" He made a fist with your hair, "You want me to cum in your mouth, babe?" You hummed as a yes, sucking him harder as he drove your head back and forward. He drove his hips into your mouth, pushing your head until the tip of his cock hit the back of your throat making you gag all over him, feeling him come inside your mouth in hot spurts at the feeling of your soft plump lips. You swallowed without him having to say it, "Mmm... fuuckin' hell, that was..."

"Really good," You said, he helped you get to up from the ground, holding hands and smiling at each other.

"You're ok? Your knees don't hurt or anything?" You giggled lightly, feeling a little strange about how much he cared for those little things.

"No, no, I'm alright" You turned to fix your blause, putting each button back on, and when you faced him back, you saw him staring at you with his big puppy eyes in awe, "What?"

"You've... um, your eye... I'll fix it" He grabbed the edge of his sleeve, he was wearing a basic white button-up shirt, denim jeans, and a belt. He cleaned the stain in your eye from the crying, and while you fixed your hair, he put everything in his desk back in order.

"Thank you, Al," You said with an honest smile, "I had fun"

"Sounds like a goodbye," He says with a fainted smile.

"No... it's not, I'll see you tomorrow, right?" He fakes a smile and says yes with his head, before you head out, he grabs you by the wrist and pulls you in to give you a warm hug, you lean back to get a better look at him and say, "Sweet dreams, Al"

"You too" You break the hug, leaving the confused man with his big brain and questions all by himself.

When he drove to his apartment and laid down on his bed, he grabbed his phone, wanting to send you a message, but what type of message? You said you were ok, even said you had fun, but he was hooked. He was aching to know more about you, to know what you think. The rest of the night he kept looping around in his head every word he said to you, and everything you and him had done. He didn't want to sound so needy, but at least he wanted to talk to you.

The next day at the office when Alex sat on his chair, he smiled, vividly remembering what had happened the night before. But he knew something felt strange, he felt something was missing, this feeling was bittersweet, and you came right in through the door with your black low-waist pants, heels, and baby pink shirt with some buttons undone, he knew exactly what he needed to do.

There was a moment when everyone was working quietly in the cubicle, and he pushed himself up from his chair, walking through your cubicle he dropped a little purple post-it note at your desk.

"Break room"

That's all the letter said.

You put the note away in your purse, walking to meet him, you closed the door and he was waiting for you behind it.

"Hey," You said with a gentle smile.

"I- um" You sighed, thinking you knew well what he wanted to say. So, you cut him up before he did.

"Nothin' happened last night, you can forget about it... we had fun, let's leave it like that" But before you could escape him he pulled you back in by your wrist, making shivers run up your arms.

"No, I wasn't gonna-" He smiles very kindly to you, making you feel warm, "I just wanted to ask you out for dinner, tonight... if that's ok?" A little smile crawls from the corner of your mouth.

He liked how you looked with that little smile in the corner of your lips, that little blush creeping up your cheeks, "Yeah, yes"

You both smile at each other very shyly but happily, you nod your head and slowly take a step back but he leans in, his arm wrapping around your waist, "Now that we're sober... is the kissing policy revocable? or..." You break into laughter and take a step closer to him, he leans in and presses his lips against yours. You couldn't believe how just a simple little kiss on the lips could feel so electrifying, his lovely warm lips open to kiss you properly, he tasted the fresh cappuccino in your mouth with soft cinnamon in your breath, mixing with the taste of your lipstick. He tasted like black coffee and a cigarette bright and early in the morning, a mixture that makes one become an addict.

When you pulled back some blush creeps into your cheeks, "I'll see you later then..." You said.

"Last one before you leave" He pulled you in, giving you another soft kiss on your lips, biting down on your bottom lip before your lips tore apart.

A/N

I'll be posting more of your requests soon! I love you all, and I've taken some time to make the playlists fitted for the chapters, some will be longer than the others but I hope you enjoy them all.

#arctic monkeys #matt helders #jamie cook #nick omalley #alex turner smut #arctic monkeys one shots #alex turner fan fic #alex turner one shots #alex turner #alex turner x reader #alex turner x you #lana del rey #oasis

[stxrshxpxd]

💒 fic friday;

“he fancies you”

90s liam gallagher x reader

sexual tension

Liam and I knew each other very well. That’s not to say we didn’t hate each other, we definitely did. Opposing opinions on everything, clashing personalities, drunken bickering, etc etc etc. We had first become acquainted through our respective best friends, whose wedding we were currently attending. The bride, my best friend since third grade, always insisted that one of these days Liam and I would be all over each other. And so us being seated next to each other was definitely a diabolical little joke of hers.

“Anyway, I’ll see you around,” said the guy whose name was Aidan and who had just loitered around our table for the last few minutes, peppering small talk at me. I smiled and nodded as he waddled away with a hand rubbing the back of his neck.

“He was sweet,” I said casually, forgetting for a minute it was Liam who was sitting next to me.

Every couple minutes he had been tugging on his tie and by now it was significantly loosened around his wide neck. He was playing with a toothpick between his finger and thumb and he nodded blankly.

“Yeah. He fancies you.”

“What?!”

“He’s absolutely undressing you in his mind right now,” he piled on and I rolled my eyes.

“You’re sick.”

“No, you’re sick for thinking he’s not dying to take you home.”

He accidentally flicked the toothpick across the table and sighed, letting his choppy hair fall around his face as his head dropped in frustration.

“You’re certainly stuck on this idea, aren’t you?” I asked, searching for eye contact.

“Well,” he scoffed softly and nodded his head in my general direction with eyes wide and brows raised. My heartbeat quickened slightly and I smiled, fighting to hold in my laughter.

“Do you wanna say that I look good tonight?” I suggested and was met with stunned silence for a second. In the two years we’d known each other he hadn’t ever seen me in this type of formal wear, and I realised now he had been actively steering his eyes away from the body-hugging dress and my cleavage all day.

“Didn’t mean to accidentally compliment me, did you?” I teased further and he let out a pained breath, gazing away maybe to hide his hot cheeks.

“Which one would you let take you home?” he tried to steer the conversation back and I laughed gently, looking out at the room full of people.

“That guy in the blue tie.” I pointed at a man with swoopy blond curls some tables away. “I really love blond men.”

Liam chewed on his lip and scowled in silence for a moment, twitching his eyebrows at my teasing comment.

“Good. You’ll have beautiful children.”

“Oh, I’m not interested in children. I just wanna have lots and lots of sex. In lots and lots of crazy positions.”

He grimaced, cheeks still warm, and he turned his face to me at last.

“Now who’s the sick one?”

“Maybe the one who’s picturing me having lots and lots of sex in lots and lots of crazy positions?”

“Or the one raving about it,” he countered, his eyes doing a quick, barely noticeable, scan of my body up and down.

“Or the one imagining it was him doing it with me.”

“So that would be Aidan.”

I laughed at his quick callback and rolled my eyes, leaning back in my chair. He laughed faintly with me too and mirrored my leaning back after grabbing another toothpick from the middle of the table. I watched him toy with it restlessly and tap it against the table for a few seconds until it was getting on my nerves.

“Stop fidgeting!” I complained as I snatched the toothpick from his hand.

“Okay, mom,” he sighed in a jokingly juvenile voice and I smirked back, laughing softly.

#liam gallagher #oasis #britpop #imagine #fic #liam gallagher x reader #fic friday

[storyshark2005]

Hey gcest besties. I shared this on a discord at some point, but I figured it can only help to crowd-share among other Gallagher fans, as I'm sure @elise-51-blog and I have done a lot but I'm sure there are mistakes.

When I started my Gallagher bros. writing, I kept having to look up dates, so sister and I decided to have an active ongoing document and just put try and make a comprehensive timeline so we could keep things straight in the fics! This is a 'public' Google docs, it should be set to allow comment. Feel free to 'add' the document to your "My Drive" for your own use. Just comment changes, leave links to support your suggestions.

Note: This is all "IRL" so this isn't speculative, this timeline is for actual events as best we can know them. We've used online sources as well as Paul Gallagher's book, Paolo Hewitt, etc.

Hope this is useful!

#gallaghercest #gcest #oasis #oasis timeline #gallagher timeline #timeline #fic meta #meta #bandfic #RPF #oasis fic

[talkinfanfic]

Talkin' Fanfic Episode 303: MAD FER IT: Oasis, RPF, and Gallaghercest

🎙 LISTEN HERE! Or find us on Apple Podcast, Spotify, and everywhere else you can stream podcasts!

Summary:

Are ye mad fer it?! In episode 303 Sara and Laura crack open a lager and spend three hours indulging in their most problematic (or NOT) obsession yet– The Gallagher Brothers of Oasis! RPF, or ‘real person fiction’ is fanfiction based on the lives of real people. We figure, if you’re gonna get into RPF, you ‘might as well do the white line’ and in true rock’n’roll lifestyle Slide Away into the nitty gritty of one of the most complicated, fascinating, beautiful, ugly, loving, brutal, intense relationships maybe ever. D' You Know What I Mean? 

Gcest fans, this is for you. Turn your light on, take the shame out of your bread, sit back and enjoy! 

PS. Even in three hours we didn’t get to everything! If you’re interested in more gcest fic, we’ve got our recs listed below, and do check out Snickfic’s Gcest Primer, and the Livejournal communities “MFOK” community and quote archive. 

PPS. 🎵 Spotify Playlist of our Top Oasis and Gallagher Bros. solo tracks!

Timecaps!

0m - Episode Intro

4m - Cold open. Laura is forced to name all the Oasis and Gallagher solo studio albums in order

10m - HOW WE GOT HERE (RPF?! Incest?! On arrive à la problématique)

25m - IRL Timeline Walkthrough, “Who are the Gallagher Brothers?”

1h33m - The fanfiction! RPF, gcest, and our recs!

2h03 - The music and our Toppermost of the Poppermost of Oasis, Liam Gallagher, and Noel Gallagher’s High Flying Birds.

Episode References

Documentary on Oasis, “Supersonic” (2016) [Prime] [Official Trailer]

Documentary on Liam, “As You Were” (2019) [Prime] [Official Trailer]

Oasis on MTV Most Wanted (18th August 1994) - “Whatever” and “Live Forever” (Liam looking ethereally beautiful, music starts 1m40s)

Tumblr post ft. pics of the amazing and infamous 'Loch Lomond Kiss' 

“Gallaghercest, a Primer” by Snickfic (LJ)

“Mad for Our Kid” quote archive https://mfokquotearchiv.livejournal.com/ 

“Mad for Our Kid” LJ https://mfokquotearchiv.livejournal.com/ 

Oasis and Gallagher Brother Timeline (public Google Doc we made)

BE on Spotify (our fave Beady Eye album)

2015 Youtube video of Liam in an Irish pub playing early versions of ‘Bold’ and ‘When I’m In Need’

Liam Gallagher - “Once” Music Video ft. Eric Cantona, and Butler!Liam

Liam Gallagher - "One of Us" Music Video or, “I miss my brother, here is my heart on my sleeve.” Try not to cry! 

Beady Eye - “Ballroom Figured” acoustic studio. Liam’s voice is raw but beautiful here. Lovely.

Liam Gallagher - "Greedy Soul" Live at Air Studios BIBLICAL

Liam Gallagher - "All You're Dreaming Of" Live on Jonathan Ross CELESTIAL

Liam Gallagher - "Gone" MTV Unplugged MAJESTICAL

Noel Gallagher’s HFB - “Holy Mountain” music video (aka Hot Daddy NG in his tiny trousers)   

Noel Gallagher’s HFB - "Dead in the Water" Live at The Late Late Show RTÉ One 

Contact and Credits:

Music: Kyle Laurin "Oasis Supersonic Theme" (Twitter: @cobrakylemusic)

Tumblr: talkinfanfic.tumblr.com 

Instagram: @talkinfanfic

Email: [email protected] 

Fic Recs (3-5)

Sara’s Recs

time's slipping away (and what will it hold for me?) by mansgotalimit (young!Liam appears in older!Noel’s world. WIP. )

“A Lot Like Gravity”, by RedheadAmongWolves (Superhero AU, SO!MUCH!FUN!)

"Let Me Be the One" by Savageandwise (angsty with happy ending, psychological excavation, amazing!!)

"don't you know you're life itself?" by liamnoel (early days, romantic, surreal, stylistic)

"Candy Floss Heart" by Jeevey  (lovely present day, Sonny meets Liam at the zoo)

Laura’s Recs

“Canter”, by cancellable (early days, short drabble, pretty, that one incredible line!)

“Trying to Find a World That’s Been and Gone” by storyshark2005 (Reconciliation, Sara’s Coma trope fic)

“Razorblade” by Jeevey (sexy, early days pre-band, rawr)

“you and I are gonna live forever” by StripySock, (sexy, first kiss, beautifully and sharply written, early days band) 

Filmstar (orphaned, A/N reads: "This was written by lonelyisourlife @ livejournal in 2014" FILMSTAR!!!! WE FORGOT TO TALK ABOUT FILMSTAR!! READ THIS FIC!! In our opinion, one of the best fics in the fandom.

Music Recs

🎵Spotify Playlist of our Top Oasis and Gallagher Bros. solo tracks!

Sara’s Faves

Oasis: Slide Away / Don’t Look Back in Anger / Supersonic 

LG Solo: “Once” / “Diamond in the Dark” / “When I’m in Need”

NG Solo: “If I Had a Gun” / “Dying of the Light” / “Holy Mountain”

Laura’s Faves

Oasis: Talk Tonight / Cast No Shadow / Don’t Go Away / Stop Crying Your Heart Out / Songbird 

LG Solo: Ballroom Figured (BE) / All You’re Dreaming of / Gone

NG Solo: Dead in the Water / Black Star Dancing / Alone on the Rope

#gcest #gallaghercest #fanfiction #talkin' fanfic #podcast #oasis #liam gallagher #noel gallagher #oasis fic #bandfic #Oasis #fanfiction podcast

[lonely-soul-02]

Two of my favorite fics, where Noel opens up a bit to other people besides Liam:

To Love Somebody

https://archiveofourown.org/works/26550214/chapters/64721323

Pages from a notebook

https://archiveofourown.org/works/887912

Thanks for the recommendation. Will check these out!

#oasis fic #noel gallagher fic

[not-a-21st-century-girl]

I'm really really sorry this is BAD

(Template by @spghtrbry)

#I'm so so sorry esp for the last one #don't look at the random incest one #it's the guys from oasis and it's just that my friend is currently making a lot of memes abt them #and she said YOU KNOW WHICH INCEST WOULD BE REALLY RANDOM??? #also: Aziraphale&Crowley are the popular yaoi because THERE'S MORE FICS W/ THEM IN THE BROADCHURCH TAG THAN THERE ARE W/ MAGGIE AND JOCELYN #broadchurch #alec hardy #ellie miller #alec x ellie #millerhardy #I'm not tagging all the other characters... the fandom is too small for it to make sense

[deerspherestudios]

Author’s Note: This is probably bad, because I have been in a creative slump, and have severe writer’s block, but I wanted to write something about Mychael, so here it is.

~

After such a long day of searching for your cat, you would expect to drift off into a deep, dreamless sleep; however, contrary to such assumptions, disturbing visions of the feline plagued your mind: images of the unfortunate kitty lost and hungry became a horrific nightmare of the creature getting hurt or killed by other animals.

Your eyes flew open, forcing you back into reality. Blinking a few times, you become more clearheaded, with a growing awareness of the wetness of your cheeks, and the sweat on your forehead.

“Are you okay, Firefly?”

Turning your head, you saw Mychael sitting next to your bed, concern marring his otherworldly features.

You didn’t want to lie to him - after all, he had been so kind to you; however, you were also averse to worrying him further.

“I’m alright. I just had a bad dream.”

He frowned, not appearing completely happy with that response. After observing him for a day, you realized that Mychael was the type of person to look after others, and that he couldn’t stand to see someone unhappy.

Wanting to reassure the boy, you gave him a warm smile.

“I’m honestly fine. It’s just that I really miss my cat.”

You were positive that you saw some unidentifiable emotion flicker across his face, but it was gone the second you registered it.

“Oh. Well, I’m certain that wherever your cat is, they are healthy, and unharmed.”

You really wanted to believe that, especially since your memory of searching for the feline was fuzzy.

“Yeah, you might be right. I guess I’m also a little lonely. The thought of going back to an empty house makes me sad. So, I really want to find my cat, because he always kept me company.”

All four of Mychael’s eyes shifted to stare at his lap, where he began to fiddle with his fingers.

“You don’t have to go back right now. You could stay here for a few days, and I could keep you company. Then, you wouldn’t be lonely anymore.”

You couldn’t help teasing him a bit.

“You want to replace my cat?”

He put his hands up defensively, eyes going wide.

“N-no! I just want to help you. If you’re having nightmares, you shouldn’t be alone right now. I want to make sure you eat properly, and get enough sleep.”

You were honestly surprised by how far this person was willing to go for a complete stranger. He had already done so much for you, but now he was willing to allow you to stay for a longer period of time? You would have to figure out a way to thank him for his generosity.

For now, you simply reached out to hold his hand. His breath hitched, but he didn’t pull away.

“Thank you. You’re so nice. I’m really glad that you are the one who found me. I think I can go back to sleep thanks to you.”

You released Mychael’s hand, and laid down on the bed, closing your eyes. He really did help erase your worries, and you could feel the tension drain from your body. You thought you heard Mychael murmur something. Unfortunately, you were too tired to fully register his words, and simply dismissed them as you drifted off to sleep.

Mychael watched you relax, and smiled fondly. He hoped that you would never leave, and would do anything to make you want to live with him forever.

“I hope that you come to think of this place as your home; after all - home is where the heart is. And my heart belongs to you.”

#fanfic #mushroom oasis vn #guYS #ANOTHER GREAT FIC FROM MRSITALYVARGAS #tysm for these aughh your writing gives me the fluffy vibes sm #<3!!

[kumquatqueenb]

Some more memes for my wip tdm/9-1-1 au

+1 bonus

Lmk if u wanna be tagged for any extra content or updates abt this fic, and if ur unfamiliar with this fic but are interested in checking it out then here’s the link

#tv: 911 #911 #911 abc #buddie #evan buckley #buck #eddie diaz #bobby nash #athena grant #911 chimney #henrietta wilson #bathena #firehouse oasis 118 #my wips #buddie fic #911 fic #911 memes

[some-pers0n]

I know I'm shouldn't expect much when reading fanfic, especially since this is a hobby and not everyone should feel obligated to psychoanalyze these characters and the media they're from, but sometimes I just kinda wanna sit down and read a fic where they're even vaguely reminiscent of the canon characters, yknow?

#It definitely 100% is to blame from me fixating and doing massive deep-dived into characters #And headcanons/different interpretations of characters exist #But please for the love of god I just want deeper characters #Lord almighty it feels like I just discovered a beautiful oasis in an endless desert when I read a fic with good characterization #sp-rambles