#guigsy x reader

[blogbustersii]

They wanna bite his neck so bad

HAHAHA DONT TEMPT ME LIKE THIS

[biblical-chronicles]

Helping hand

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where Guigsy helps you with a bassline.

Pt.1 | Pt.2

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The studio was as lively as ever, a constant hum of activity from different rooms bleeding into the halls. You were used to it by now, having spent enough time in these walls, running into the same faces. The Gallaghers were always lingering, whether it was Liam pacing the halls, chatting absolute nonsense at whoever would listen, or Noel deep in his own world, obsessing over some mix.

You got on with them well enough, Noel gave you the occasional nod of approval when he overheard your playing, and Liam, true to form, was always running his mouth about something. But there was one person you kept noticing, over and over again, yet had barely exchanged more than a few words with. That being Paul, or rather Guigsy.

He was always there, somewhere in the background, quietly getting on with it while the chaos of Oasis raged around him. If he wasn’t in the studio laying down bass, he was outside having a smoke, hands tucked into his jacket pockets, expression unreadable. You’d never seen him making a fuss or jumping into the Gallaghers' endless scraps, he seemed content to just be there, and for some reason, that made you curious.

But Guigsy never really spoke to you. Sure, he was friendly in passing—he’d give you a little nod if you caught each other’s eye, maybe even a “Y’alright?” if he was feeling particularly social. But that was it. No long conversations, no banter, just a quiet presence.

Which was why it felt almost strange to be standing outside his studio now, hesitating before knocking.

You had been working on a track for hours, everything flowing fine except for one stubborn bit. The bassline. No matter how hard you tried, it just wasn’t clicking. You weren’t a bassist, and while you could mess about enough to lay down a simple groove, this particular section needed something better. Something tighter. And Guigsy… well, he was the only bassist in the building you actually knew.

Taking a deep breath, you knocked.

It took a second before the door swung open, and there he was, looking mildly surprised to see you. His knit was slightly oversized, sleeves pulled over his hands, and he had that usual soft expression—though his brows did raise just slightly.

“…Alright?”

You shifted on your feet. “Hey. Uh—I know this is kinda out of nowhere, but… d’you reckon you could help me out with something?”

Guigsy blinked. “…Me?”

“Yeah,” you nodded. “I need a bassline sorted, and I’m… well, proper shite at bass. Figured you might be the man for the job.”

For a moment, he just looked at you, unreadable as ever. Then, without much of a fuss, he shrugged and stepped aside, letting you in.

His studio was dimly lit, smelling faintly of cigarettes and something else—coffee, maybe. A few empty mugs sat abandoned on a side table, and his bass was resting on a stand in the corner, looking well-worn but well-loved.

“Alright,” he muttered, settling into his chair. “Let’s ‘ear it then.”

You played him the section, explaining what you were aiming for, where it wasn’t working. He listened without interrupting, his gaze steady, nodding along every now and then.

When you finished, he leaned forward, picking up his bass. “Yeah, alright,” he mumbled, fingers already idly testing a few notes. “Can prob’ly sort summat.”

You sat back, watching as he found the groove almost immediately, fingers plucking the strings with effortless precision. He didn’t overthink it, didn’t question himself—just felt it out. And as soon as he locked in, you knew.

It was perfect.

“Oh, yes, that’s it!” you grinned, the frustration of the past few hours melting away. “Can you record that?”

Guigsy just nodded, going through the motions without any grand declarations, no ego about it. He played it again, solid as ever, and within minutes, the track was sorted.

You exhaled, relief washing over you. “God, I could kiss you.”

You meant it as a figure of speech, but before you could even process what you’d said, you found yourself acting on pure impulse, arms wrapping around him in an excited hug.

It was only when you pulled back, catching the slight stiffness in his posture, that you realized what you’d done.

“Oh—shit, sorry,” you said quickly, stepping back. “Didn’t mean to—”

“S’alright.”

He said it quiet, almost like it didn’t cost him anything at all. But when you actually looked at him, you noticed the subtle flush creeping up his neck, the way his fingers curled slightly against his bass like he didn’t know what to do with them.

You hadn’t seen Guigsy flustered before. It was oddly endearing.

There was a pause. He was still sitting, and you were still standing close, your knee just barely brushing his. His eyes flicked to yours, then away, then back again.

You weren’t sure who moved first, but suddenly the space between you was closing. It was slow, hesitant, like you both had the same thought at the exact same time but weren’t sure if you were actually about to go through with it. Your eyes flickered between his, searching for any sign of hesitation, but he didn’t move away. Neither did you. And then—just like that—it happened. A kiss. Soft, barely there, but real. His lips were slightly chapped, his breath warm, his hand hovering just over your wrist as if unsure whether he should touch you properly.

When you pulled back, his eyes were wide, like even he couldn’t quite believe it had happened. You swallowed, your heartbeat pounding in your ears. “…Was that—?”

Guigsy exhaled, rubbing the back of his neck, looking almost dazed. “…Yeah.” There was a pause, a beat of silence stretching between you, before the corners of his lips twitched into the faintest smirk. He glanced at his bass, then back at you. “Guess that’s the best payment I’ve ever had for playin’ a couple o’ notes.”

You let out a laugh, shoving his shoulder lightly. “Piss off.” But your smile lingered. And so did his.

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know I said I'd take a break but I just felt bad for putting the guigs requests off so here ya go tried me best love x

tomorrow I'll be back on gallagherposting

part two x

[blogbustersii]

Masterplan!

●name:Amy Y

●age:22

●Shoutout to @cyber-vi-sexual for giving me the idea to name it this lmaoooo idk why I never thought of it before😭🖐😔

●I dont write gore,gcest(Noel x Liam),or anything that'll make me uncomfortable and/or gross me out😵‍💫

THAT MEANS FUCK OFF GCESTERS‼️‼️

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Oasis

Noel Gallagher

Liam Gallagher

Paul "Bonehead" Arthurs

Paul "Guigsy" McGuigan

Gem Archer

Andy Bell

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[blogbustersii]

More Guigsy fanfiction?😁

HAHAHA AWWWW SLUSH

You make a point tho we are SEVERELY lacking Guigsy fics

Hold up lemme try to cook☝️

Take some of this, it'll calm you down[18+]

(90s!Guigsy x trans!reader)

Warning:reader is he/him, unprotected sex, semi public sex(they end up getting caught), high sex, riding, smoke blowing, multiple creampies slight overstimulation

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Guigsy let out pretty whimpers, looking at you with lidded eyes as you slowly rode him. His cum spilling out of you and staining his jeans and the cushion. You two could've been easily caught so far, but after two rounds, you were both too high to expect it. "B-Baby...i-i cant-" he whimpered cutely, his dick twitching inside you. You took a drag of the joint you two were sharing, gently squeezing his face and opening his mouth, blowing smoke into his mouth. He coughed and moaned, making you smirk in your high state. "Mmm...yer making me float baby, make me touch the clouds one last time." You cooed, putting the joint between his lips. Holding it still for him, he took a drag and guided your wrist away. You smirked slightly and opened your mouth, taking in the smoke and whimpering, clenching around him.

Take some of this, it'll calm you down

You might as well just come around

Just come around, just come around

Take some of this, it'll calm you down

You might as well just come around

Just come around

Guigsy let out a loud, pretty, high pitched whimper as he bucked his hips up. Gripping your waist, he kept you still and came inside. You moaned loudly, arching your back and managing to put the joint out in the ash tray. He pulled you towards his chest, laying you against it as you both panted heavily. You hummed softly, feeling warm and dizzy as you melted into him. "Ffffffuck..." he murmured softly, making you snort and giggle. He smiled cutely, gently brushing hair away from your face. "I love you..." you smiled softly at him,"I love you more..." he brushed his lips against yours, nuzzling your noses together before kissing you. Your tongue swirled together as you made out, soft pants escaping your mouths as he pushed his tongue inside your mouth. You whimpered softly, fluttering your eyes as he licked inside your mouth.

"Oi! Guigsy! There you are! C'mon mate, we gotta-OH FUCKING HELL!" Tony nearly stumbled backwards as he covered his eyes, traumatized by the sight of you two. You grinned cutely, leaning your head against Guigsy's shoulder while he stuttered and tried to make an excuse. "What the fuck is wrong with you?? We have to be on stage in five minutes!" You stuck your tongue out as him, grinning cutely in your high state. "Relaxxxxxx, he can still perform. Cant you baby?" Guigsy nodded fast, panting softly and looking at Tony.

"J-Just um...give me a sec to clean up."

Tony huffed and rolled his eyes,"fine! But if you dont get out quick, Liam and Noel are gonna see. And you do NOT wanna deal with Liam tonight, hes more high than you two fresks!" You dramatically pouted, clutching your chest and tilting your head. "Awww Tony, that hurts my feelings." You instantly snorted and laughed, making him groan and slam the door. You grinned, looking at Guigsy as he slowly came down from his high.

"Now...where were we?"

[blogbustersii]

Nobody else can pull me out[18+]

(90s!Guigsy x reader)

Warning:face sitting, oral(fem!receiving), pussydrunk!Guigsy, inexperienced!reader, multiple orgasms, fingering, squirting, slight overstimulation

EVERYONE SAY THANK YOU @sadblueslushie ‼️‼️

The daylight recedes

In unison, this room

Buries the hours

Like death, in motion

Nobody else can pull me out

The fields of elation quiet and loamy

Your name is a sin

I breathe, like oxygen

Caught in the careless

Arms, of lust again

Nobody else can pull me out

The fields of elation quiet and loamy

Nobody else can pull me out

The fields of elation quiet and loamy

I'm losing my faith in our lives apart

I'm losing my faith in our lives apart

I'm losing my faith in our lives apart

I'm losing my faith in our lives apart

"G-Guigs...m-m'not so sure about this..."

"S'alright love, yer gonna feel like you're in heaven."

"B-But what if I suffocate you??"

"Worth it."

"Paul!" You pouted a little, gripping the headboard and hovering over his face. You had only been dating him for 2 months, and in those two months he learned a lot about you, the main thing being how inexperienced you were. You'd obviously masturbated before, but anything past that was completely foreign to you. Guigsy, however, didnt laugh at you when you told him this. He never even pushed you to have sex with him, you honestly thought he got more pleasure teaching you what to do rather than trying to fuck you. When he wasnt with his mates, he was with you: teaching you new things while getting high, which was also something he taught you about. You panted softly, staring at his big beautiful brown eyes. He stared right back at you, his tongue slightly sticking out as he panted against your clit. It made you whimper softly, wanting so desperately to have Guigsy taste you...

"Sweetheart?"

You snapped out of your thoughts, reaching down to gently caress his face. "I...I can do this, just...move me if you cant breathe." He nodded, gently grabbing your waist and lowering you down. You gasped softly, moaning a little as he licked you. His eyes lidded and fluttered as he squeezed your hips, getting instantly lost in the taste of you. He often said that you were stronger than any weed he's ever smoked, and it was apparent here. He pushed you down more, shoving his tongue inside you, making you squeak and moan. "G-Guigs!" You whimpered, panting and squirming slightly. He moaned into you, guiding you himself as he loudly slurped you. It was a little embarrassing, but also VERY hot. You felt so hot and wet, already soaking his face.

"M-M'gonna cum! M-M'gonna-Ah!" You threw your head back, already feeling your first orgasm washing over you, making you shiver. But Guigsy didnt stop, he was far too lost in your taste to stop. He held you down, trying to push his tongue deeper inside you, his nose brushing against your clit. You whimpered and cried out, clinging to the headboard and panting fast. "G-Guigsy! Guigsy y-yer-oh fuck!" He groaned, managing you push you up slightly. As soon as latched onto your clit, he sunk you back down. Swirling his tongue around your clit, it was making your mind go blank. You whimpered and pressed your forehead against the headboard, unable to stop yourself from coming again.

And Guigsy?

He just licked it up and kept going, thrusting his hips up and staining his jeans.

"G-Guigsy! F-Fucking hell-ah! E-Easy!" You managed to whimper. But you werent getting through to him, like, at all. It was as if he was so lost in your taste , he was tuning everything out: including you. You accidentally squeezed his head with your thighs, secretly hoping it would get him to stop. Of course, it didnt, and you soon felt a strange sensation. You whimpered, tugging at his hair slightly. "G-Guigs wait! Wait baby! I-I think-!" You threw your head back and moaned, feeling Guigsy shove his fingers inside you while sucking on your clit, moaning and babbling for you to squirt on his face. You whimpered slightly in confusion, you vision blurring a little as you felt something rush over you.

Guigsy could've died right there if he wanted to. Drowning in your juices would've been a pretty sick way to go, but it obviously wasnt gonna happen. He panted heavily, slurping up your juices, his whole face soaked and his bangs wet. You nearly fell back, panting heavily as your hips twitched. He caught you and held you, managing to sit up as he cradled you. "F-Fuck...baby are you okay?? Im so so sorry, I just-mmph-you tasted so good..." he babbled, apologizing to you while cradling your face. You stared at him, trying to get your bearings back as your vision cleared. You panted softly, reaching out to stroke his cheek.

"W-Worth...it..."

[blogbustersii]

GUYS GUIGSY HAS BEEN SAVED‼️‼️

[blogbustersii]

Concept: high cuddles with guigsy after a concert to help him relax and unwind😁

HEHEHEHE SLUSH COMING IN CLUTCH WITH THE GUIGSY REQUESTS😋☝️

Don't let the sun go down on me

Side note: I was on Pinterest for hours looking for Guigsy photos😭☝️💔

(90s!Guigsy x reader)

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Don't let the sun go down on me

Although I search myself, it's always someone else I see

I'd just allow a fragment of your life to wander free

But losing everything is like the sun going down on me

Don't let the sun go down on me

Although I search myself, it's always someone else I see

I'd just allow a fragment of your life to wander free, yeah

But losing everything is like the sun going down on me

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"Mmph-mmm...f-fuck, m-m'floating away-"

"Shhh...shhhh...yer alright love...swear down you are..."

You gently petting Guigsy's head, running your fingers through his hair and gently rubbing his chest. The gig he just did was intense, so many people came, just to support Oasis. You knew it was overwhelming him, putting so much pressure on him, so he constantly turned to you for support. You gently placed the joint in between his lips, helping him take a slow drag. He slowly blew out smoke, tilting his head back against the sofa, his Adam's apple bobbling. You nuzzled his neck immediately, softly kissing his Adam's apple. He whimpered softly, panting quietly as he stared at the ceiling with lidded eyes. You gently cuddled him, taking a drag of the joint and slowly blowing smoke out.

"Feeling better?"

"Mmph...mm hmm...thank you babe..."

You smiled softly, lightly peppering his neck with kisses. "Course love...I'd do anything fer you..." he closed his eyes, holding you as close as he possibly could. You gently asked him if he wanted another drag, and he quietly nodded. So, you gently placed the joint in between his lips, holding it and helping him as you watched him take a drag. You pulled it away from him, kissing him softly as he blew out smoke. He whimpered softly against your lips, your tongues swirling together as you made out. You straddled his lap, holding his fast and pushing your tongue in more and making sure not to burn him with the joint somehow. He moaned softly against your lips, melting into them and carefully holding your hips...

[blogbustersii]

listen to me pls

you go to a party were Oasis is and y'all get into a spin the bottle game and they all lowkey want to fuck you and then the bottle stops on you and one of them

WHO? that's you're choice

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It would be so cliche if it was Noel or Liam im not even gonna lie

So our last three choices are Boney, Whitey, and Guigsy

I dont wanna be rude but Guigsy looks like a lost puppy so hes out

Alan is...well Alan

So i guess the only choice is BONEHEAD LETS GOOOOOOOO