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you and liam being parents would include

but first, let’s say a few words about your pregnancy

of course liam is overprotective

he’s worrying about the whole thing more, than you are

especially if you’re lucky enough to go to the doctor together

his face is always so focused and his voice is a little higher than usual

him being so emotional when you find out that it’s a girl

«y’know… they say girls tend to love fathers more…»

when liam first took your child in his arms instantly something in his appearance changed

he became so so gentle to you

and you also surprised how much love and attention he can give his child as a father

two weeks until your delivery and you still didn’t choose the name

liam’s surprisingly classy when it comes to names

«lily?», «molly?», «peggy?»

definitely growing a beard

singing lullaby with a soft quiet voice

buys his daughter toy cars

imagine liam going for a walk with a baby carriage

and he’s for sure the «fun parent»

he just can’t be angry at his biggest love

#Liam Gallagher #liam gallagher fanfic #liam gallagher imagine #liam gallagher x reader #liam gallagher x y/n #oasis band #liam oasis #britpop

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dating 90s!alex would include

alex calling you «my girl» and «baby»

«yes, i know, i smoke a lot, but that doesn’t mean that you can smoke to»

in the beginning of your relationship you both being like annoying teenagers - arms on each other, kissing, being loud

still: his arm ALWAYS around your shoulders

alex being so charming around the prettiest of fan girls

and he knows that you are jealous, but cannot deny himself a pleasure to see you like this

he’s the messiest person to live with

he looks at you with pure love and admiration when you do simple things like cooking something or cleaning

just imagine alex calling you «my fiancée»

proposal was so casual - he just asked you one day, laying in bed

«marry me»

(and that sounded more like a statement, not a question)

yet you both cried 

LOTS of quickies

quickies after concerts!!!

he's sweaty, gives you wet kiss on the lips as soon as he walks backstage, fingers digging into your waist

then kisses your neck, and oh my god... it feels like everyone's looking at you two…

and his sweet moans are heavinly

and i’m sure you both kinky…

and let’s not forget that alex can be the sweetest boyfriend in the world

hugging you tightly for a ten minutes if you’ve been away for a week or two

and holding both of your palms in his

and when you joke about it alex just simply smiles

«laugh all you want to baby, i’m so fucking happy»

and you’re for sure happy too

#Alex James #alex james fic #alex james imagine #alex james au #alex james x reader #alex james x y/n #blur #blur band #britpop

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Hey! soft dad Liam girl again! Could you maybe do it like,, kind of a preference? Like,,, Liam being a dad would include? Sorry to bother you!

hiii! 💕 i’m a bit busy w/ work, but damn... i would LOVE to write something soft and sweet about liam... thank you ✨

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Can you do dating Alex James would include?💖💖

sure! would love to ✨💕

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aw babes!! i didnt get into my dream uni this year either🥺 but its okay!! all things happen for a reason and im sure this will lead to so many new and exciting opportunities for us❤️ its easier said than done but just know i love u and i believe in you🥰

omgg thank you so much 💕you’re the best

i believe in us, we’re gonna achieve everything we want

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I've readden your last post and i'd like to thank you because i've been in a rough year with anxiety and depression and it has affected my possibilities of going to university this year, but because of people like you i've been distracted from my problems for a few moments and i felt less lonely (i apologize because i'm not a native English speaker)

i feel so much support in this fandom though it has it’s own shitty moments, but when i get messages like yours, or when i write something and see feedback it really makes a difference 

we’re all here for you, love 💕 remember that it’s alright to ask for help and it’s all gonna work out in the end, i promise

and yeah, i’m not native too, that’s absolutely fine ✨

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actually

this blog is helping me get through a big heartbreak, new relationship anxiety and struggles, also the fact that i wasn’t accepted in my dream university

i love seeing that you enjoy my (sometimes crappy) content, that it helps some of you get through your day as it helped me when i was just a reader myself

i don’t know if anyone reading this rn, but fuck it - THANK YOU, thank you very much for just being here, it really makes a big difference 

i’m currently taking requests

‘cos i want to make something for you - i try to write things on every topic you interested in, i make research and it always a pleasure seeing that you enjoy the thing i wrote for you

#sonyasupdate

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masterlist

✎ noel gallagher 

90s!noel ♥ reader - moving in with 90s!noel

90s!noel ♥ reader - Get better 

✎ liam gallagher

90s!liam ♥ reader - dating 90s!liam would include

liam ♥ reader - liam dating depressed reader would include

soft!liam ♥ reader - dating soft!liam would include

liam ♥ reader - liam dating reader who struggles w/ an eating disorder would include

liam ♥ reader -  you and liam being parents would include

✎ damon albarn

90s!damon ♥ reader - Messy

✎ alex james

90s!alex ♥ reader - dating 90s!alex would include 

✎ jake gyllenhaal

jake gyllenhaal ♥ reader - dating jake gyllenhaal would include

#noel gallagher x reader #noel gallagher imagine #noel gallagher fic #Noel Gallagher #noel gallagher smut #liam gallagher fanfic #liam gallagher fic #liam gallagher imagine #Liam Gallagher #damon albarn fanfic #damon albarn x reader #damon albarn imagine #Damon Albarn #jake gyllenhaal #jake gyllenhaal imagine #jake gyllenhaal fic

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#ART

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Talking about Dr Dee opera on BBC News, 2012 (x)

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The Tiger photographed by David Titlow for NME [X]

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hey no worries ab writing!! im graduating high school this year n omg there is SO MUCH work!! im super stressed too so dont even think ab writing okay love? just focus on school ik you’ll do amazing and we’re almost done!! sending u lots of love ❤️❤️

oh my god you’re so sweeeeeet 😭💕 I really needed to hear this words, thank you so much!

sending love to everyone who struggles with school stuff right now, stay strong - we’re almost there! 💕

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hiya! when can we expect more of your writing? no rush just something to look forward to🥺💓

hiii! sorry, but i'm so so so busy with studying right now 😢 i absolutely LOVE to write for all of you, but i missed all of my deadlines (i'm dumb) so i don't think i'm gonna write something maybe til summer! we'll see how it goes...💕

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#he's so soft

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hii im the noel anon i just wanted to thank u for writing that🥺 im so soft it was amazing my heart was torn to shreds — but in a good way!! i loved it omg🥺❤️

thank you so much! it’s only worth it if you loved it! stay strong 💕💕💕

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hi love!! your recent noel fic is brilliant 🥺🥺💘

thank you thank you thank you 💕😢

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Get better

word count: 1412

pairing: 90s!noel ♥ reader

warnings: substance abuse, anxiety, panic attack, swearing

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Noel has always said that cocaine makes him a better version of himself.

But you know that it’s not true - you’ve seen real Noel many times before. Morning Noel, warm to touch, grumpy maybe, murmuring something about sleeping another ten minutes, like a little boy.

Soft, lovely Noel, like when he’s back from tour and surprises you with a supermarket flowers (because there’s no flower shop on the way home, but he can’t leave you without a lovely bouquet), a real giver who would give you the whole world if it’s possible.

Smart Noel, when he talks to you about the book he read or tells you about something that he’s seen while traveling. 

Silly Noel, when he asks you how long he needs to boil the eggs, because he really has no idea.

Upset Noel - sad eyes, clingy, talking quiet and slow.

But this was just another kind of person. Of course, it seems like he is feeling better after a big, big white line. Bigger than it should be. All the thoughts that usually going through his brain are gone. Pure, clean mind.

His self esteem is getting high with him. He frequently acts douchey but now he really thinks much of himself.

And he’s being just too... too evil... too poisonous. Like his one word can kill you.

So eventually you stopped going out with him and the band. You loved the guys and they loved you, but it was just too much to handle.

And Noel did more and more, coming home more and more wasted. Almost every fucking day. High and drunk, like he has nine lives. And then he was going to bed, falling right in the middle, with his clothes on, immediately asleep, so you have to sleep on the couch.

You wake up and it’s already past noon. You don’t know what time is it - there’s no clock in your living room. So you lay there for some time and listen to the birds crippling outside, trying to hear if Noel is awake. After a while you get up, to make two cups of coffee. Then you go to the shower, thinking that Noel must’ve been awake by the time you come back.

But he’s not. You even thought that he left already - god knows what time is it. Your sight catches Noel’s Rollex, laying on the table. It’s almost three pm.

You slowly go towards your bedroom, open the door, just to see Noel laying in bed. And you didn’t notice anything weird, until you heard the most terrible sound in the world. You saw that Noel’s shoulders are shivering. He’s crying.

“Sweetheart?”, he didn’t answer. You go straight to him, sitting on the edge of bed, not sure what to do. ”Noel, sweetheart...”, you say calmly and reach for his arm.

He raises his head and you see the sorrow on his face. You see in how much pain he is at the moment and you don’t know neither why this is happening or how to comfort him. It’s him who’s always comforts you. He knows exactly what to say with his low mature voice, he kisses your palms, holding you.

“I’m sorry...”, he said and sat in the bed. He wiped the tears of his face, not looking at you.

“How can I help?”, there’s a clear worrying in your voice.

He scoffs. Like you’re annoying him.

“You can’t help me.”, he starts shivering again.

“I want to. Let me help, please.”, you get closer to him, taking both of his palms in yours. He’s still not looking at you.

“It’s nothing, it’s...”, a tear rolling down his cheek and he looks up, on the ceiling, “I don’t wanna be like this.”

“What do you mean?”

He’s quiet for a bit. And when he looks at you with his red eyes, breathing fast and deep like he’s running marathon.

“I don’t wanna be weak.”, he says quickly, “I think I’ll drive to Liam’s, I think...”

“You what? To Liam’s? Why would...”, and then you realise, “You... what? You want more?”

“I’m a...”

“You wanna get high? Already?”, you starting to get angry. But then you see his tears again. And you feel yourself hopeless, powerless.

“I wanna feel better, that’s all.”

“Noel...”

“Don’t blame me for this, for god’s sake...”, he’s looking down, shakes his head. “Not you, love.”

“Why are you doing this to yourself? You’re clearly not doing well, you need to calm down for a bit.”

You standing up from bed, as if you want to leave. Don’t know where to put your hands, you folded them over your chest, protecting yourself from harsh reality, where your boyfriend can’t live a single morning without a line of fucking, stupid cocaine.

Noel’s quiet for some time. He’s crying, but still doesn’t want you to see the weakest he can be, so he covers his face with his hands and just sits there. Your attitude softens, you kneel down and get closer to bed.

“Why are you crying? Baby, I want to help you, but doing even more damn coke will not make good for you.”

“I’m in pain, Y/N.”, he answers, not taking hands away from his face, “My head hurts”, he’s looking at the ceiling again, “My body. Because I... I feel bad. I’m just feeling bad.”

“Why?”

“Oh god...”, he sighs, “I’m sad.”, he simply answers, “I’m tired. I’m fucked. I think too much about things I shouldn’t.”

“Like what?”

“Like... I try to remember if there’s a deadline I didn’t missed. Like when I look in the mirror and see a motherfucker. Like Oasis should be better, bigger, and it’s my fault it’s not. Like when I wake up in the morning. Don’t remember how I ended up in my bed.”, he struggles for a moment, “And you’re not laying next to me. So I think, that you’re gone. I think that you’re tired of me being a little cunt, so you’re gone now.”

You speechless.

“But it’s just an anxiety. It’s not real.”

“But it feels real.”, he looks at you, a bit calmer than he was. Not crying anymore, but still with wet cheeks and hair sticking to his forehead, “I wanna be a bett...”

”..er version of myself.”, you saying it with him and he looks at you, calmly.

“Yes.”

“You already are.”

“No, you... When you feel miserable, you will do anything to make it stop, yeah?”

“And you’re feeling miserable?”

“Yes.”, he answers urgently.

“Every day?”

“Yes.”

“But it’s because of cocaine, Noel. You can’t live whole life being high. You’re feeling bad after a night out, so you sniff more, to feel good. It’s the never ending circle and it’s getting smaller and smaller. You’re wasted five days a week, it was only three days a week just a month ago. And now it’s becoming six.”

“No, I’m...”

“I miss you, Noel. I miss you so much.”, you finally say and he looks even ashamed. You ask him in quiet voice, “Please, spend this day with me. I know it’s bad now, but I promise it will get better...”, your own eyes are watery now.

“I like you without all of it. You can do whatever you want, but seeing you in such mental pain that your body starts aching... This is my failure as your girlfriend, as the person who should be looking after you.”, Noel wraps his hands around your shoulders. “Please, for me, stay.”

You hug him and he hugs you. Under the smell of alcohol, under the smell of sweat, you can feel Noel’s smell.

“I promise it will get better.”

After sitting in each other’s arms for a bit, Noel starts to lay down. You look at him.

“Sorry, ah... Fuckin’ head still hurts. Gotta get comfortable, I’m not getting out of bed today.”, he says, unsure in his playfulness.

You smile weakly. Noel kisses your cheek and taking your palm. His hands are still shivering but he tries his best not to get in hold of panic or anxiety.

“You want something? Water?”, you ask, seeing a glimpse of pain in his eyes.

“No, I’m fine.” he answers, “Come ‘ere.”

He hugs you tightly and closes his eyes. You see his eyelashes trembling and hope, really hope that he’s gonna be better soon.

#Noel Gallagher #noel gallagher x reader #noel gallagher fic #noel gallagher fanfic #noel gallagher imagine #Liam Gallagher #oasis #noel oasis #oasis band #britpop