My name's Emmy and I try to write oasis fanfiction. Unfortunately at the moment I only do Noel and Liam but you never know it might all change.......
I'm a girl blogger from scotland and I have loved Oasis ever since i was wee (little). I hope you enjoy my writing; as well as fanfictions, headcannons and blurbs, I will occasionally blog about music, celebrites etc. as well as the odd bit of girlblogging (are we still saying that?) my other qualifications include: being @strwbryluver werewolf anon #🐺 and also just being a massive whore for liam and noel
My requests are always open as my business never really changes so if i can write requests i will so ya
ALSO warning there's stuff i won't write unfortunately. if u request something that i won't write then i'll probs just ignore it cos i don't wanna make a scene also i get scared....but like even tho this is rpf i won't write romantic stuff between the brothers and any of their real life girlfriends just bc i find it weird and i don't know enough abt all that stuff. also i won't reply if ur mean to be because im just a little bunny
i just thought about noel and you going to a horror movie but you’re just oh so scared and end up having to leave because you got so scared and he mocks you a little bit but then he follows you out after he realised it wasn’t to go to the bathroom and sees you shaking and a few tears and he knows he shouldn’t have brought you because he knew you’re such a scardy cat
this was suchhh a cute idea anon im so glad u sent it to me!!!!! <333 i hope i did it justice and pls everyone send more ideas for baby talking fics!
an: this is part of the Noel baby talking series which i think you will be able to navigate on my blog with the tag #noel gallagher baby talking but idk ill have to check. based off a request this was really cute and fun to write!!
wc: 1.4k
cw: reader gets anxious, brief mentions of blood in a movie, baby talk
to say you were ecstatic was an understatement. Noel, your real life, proper, grown up boyfriend, had asked you out on a date. your heart had clenched when his Mancunian drawl filled your ears.
"gotta take my baby out proper don't I? whadd'ya say girlie? trip to the movies?"
you'd never agreed to something quicker. Noel had swooned watching you excitedly scribble down the date in your diary and, with one flick of his chunky finger, he'd beckoned you over for a heated kiss. you groaned a little as his plush lips melted into yours, moving in tandem. you giggled into his mouth as he began to sway you side to side. Noel had delighted in hearing you gush on the phone to your friend about how he was the 'perfect boyfriend' and he 'knew you so well'. he snorted quietly at you obliviousness.
Noel obviously adored you in full. he loved even the bits you didn't always love about yourself, and he would die before he ever put you in a situation that was dangerous. however, even you had to admit that you overreacted at times and Noel loved to push you a little and get you out of your comfort zone. so he snickered to himself as he pressed 'purchase' on the tickets this weekend for the newest horror movie.
he'd told you it'd be a surprise, and you, naively, thought he would've picked out something you two normally would've gone and watched. maybe a romcom or some chick flick. Noel cooed as he watched you daintily apply your makeup at your vanity, already yapping about what you thought the movie was going to be and how grateful you were to 'Noely' for buying the tickets. so imagine your surprise when Noel wrapped his strong arm around your waist in the cushy, quiet corridors of the cinema and led you towards the screening for the newest horror movie.
your head snapped up to his to meet his eyes. his piercing blue irises met with your glassy ones as your lip trembled and you shook your head furiously. Noel only chuckled in reply.
"baby, I'm gonna be with ya the whole time! y'got nowt to be scared of. you get spooked you just hide into my shoulder yeah? Liam said it's not even that scary."
you were extremely reluctant but when you felt his warm breath fanning your face and clunky fingers clumsily pawing at your bum, you thought maybe, just maybe, you'd be able to grin and bear it in order to spend time with your boyfriend.
how wrong you were. the movie had got into it quick and before you had even half finished your popcorn, some demon figure was savagely attacking a slightly amateur actor. Noel snorted at the basic special effects and the slightly sub par acting. he wasn't even remotely scared.
you, on the other hand, gripped the leather seat so tight you were sure you left claw marks. at every jump scare you screwed your eyes shut and refused to open them until you felt Noel babbling in your ear about how 'he's got you' and 'y'need to watch the rest for closure'. after an hour of this it was getting too much.
the constant state of fear and panic had turned to exhaustion which seeped deep into your bones. you were tremoring in your seat. fuck. Noel was gonna think you were such a baby. you locked eyes on a stray piece of popcorn and tried to focus on that and not on the horror painted across the screen. it rattled along the floor as people's feet scuffled. it looked rejected, tired even. you felt yourself beginning to relax a little as your eyes followed the darting piece of popcorn. that was until Noel's thick finger gently tipped your pointed chin towards the screen and watched your reaction with glee.
"c'mon silly birdie! s'not scary at all. look at ya shakin'! stupid bird calm down." Noel chuckled as his teasing didn't help the situation at all. he pulled his hand away as he saw your head try to lean into it for comfort.
"uh uh. just watch this bit I think you'll like it"
your tearful eyes widened in horror as the scene rolled out in front of you. blood splattered across white tiles as shrill, animalistic screams rung out through the cinema. you'd never jumped out a chair with such velocity before.
"just popping to the loo, Noely!" you squeaked uncertainly. Noel just shrugged and turned back to the movie. 'women do have smaller bladders' he reasoned with himself before snorting at some fake blood in the low budget movie.
outside the cinema door you trembled backing up against the wall. you ran your clammy hands through your hair in an attempt to calm yourself. the eerie, empty feel to the corridor didn't help your feeling as you tried to focus on the swirling carpet pattern and not the horrible scene you'd watched in there.
you took shaky breaths in and out but you'd never felt less relaxed. all you could picture was the terrifying characters from the movie rounding the corner and attacking you. you knew deep down that this whole ordeal was ridiculous and you needed to man up and walk back in. but even the thought of walking up the steps alone whilst the movie played behind you caused sour vomit to rise in the back of your throat.
inside, Noel twiddled his thumbs boredly. he missed you was the truth. he'd wanted to go on a date with you and couldn't bare you popping to the loo for even a second. then he thought about it more, it had been almost 30 minutes he was sure, the film was nearly over. a deep pit settled in his stomach as he realised what he'd done. he'd probably scared you shitless. maybe you'd ran all the way home? maybe you were sat weeping in the bathroom? god he was such a dick. he muttered apologies to the people watching as he edged his way out of his row and scampered down the steps.
his heart dropped at the sight he was met with upon opening the cinema door. you were curled up in a ball against the far wall not even noticing his arrival, you gently rocked back and forth screwing up your eyes and muttering in an attempt to calm yourself. he felt awful. the tension was palpable and, whilst he knew you wouldn't say it, you were both thinking it was all Noel's fault.
Noel dropped down to his hands and knees and shuffled towards you. he coughed gently to clear his throat and announce his presence. he watched as you got a little startled and darted your head up to look at him. fuck. your adorable little nose was red around the edges and your eyes were watery and fearful. your bottom lip trembled with a mix of terror and embarrassment at being caught in a state like this. Noel knew what he had to do to calm you.
"heyy sweetheart. what's the matter? was the movie a bit to scary for baby?" he cringed a little at the babyish pitch to his voice but, when he saw your hunched frame begin to relax a bit and you nuzzle into him, he knew he couldn't stop.
"isn't Noely horrible for taking you to see that nasty film, ey? Noely's a bad boyfriend isn't he." he chuckled softly as you shook your head vehemently. he cooed stupidly at your tearful face and made a mock pout as he watched your carefully applied makeup run down your face. his thick thumb smeared a stray vein of mascara from under your cheek and he snorted as he wiped it on the tip of your nose. "my little racoon." he giggled pressing little moist pecks over your damp cheeks.
"y'know what Noely thinks, pumpkin? no? Noely thinks that he needs to take his baby home, plonk her in the bath and when she's all cosy in her jammies, Noely needs to put on a nice film on the telly for baby to watch instead hmm?" when you nodded into his, now dampened, shirt, he smiled and kissed the crown of your head before scooping you up and taking you home.
admittedly Noel felt a little guilty for scaring you like that but it was worth it to see your cute little face as he made it up to you the rest of the evening.
an: awww thank you to the person that sent this request this is so cute!!! also i've got some ideas for the rest of the baby talking universe which i've put on my upcoming works but if YOU guys have any ideas id love to hear them!!! <3333
rightttt guys what i have planned for the baby talking stuff is actually not one long fic it's gonna be a series of like little one shots which are like 1k ishhh maybe more if i get carried away but probs not and im gonna post them all seperately i think and put them on one big masterlist which ill have a link to in my main masterlistttt i thinkkkkkkk but the one shots will include:
reader who's scared after a horror move x noel
student x professor noel
anais' friend who just broke up with their bf x dilf noel
reader who's attached x noel (difficult to explain)
When it get’s really bad during a panic attack, Noel stays close gently running fingers up and down your spine in time with your breathing. He’s always finding new ways to help you calm down like saying 5 five things you can see/hear/smell/touch or counting your fingers. Once you’ve calmed down he pulls you close and kisses the top of your head rocking you back and forth to lull you to sleep. “Don’t need to be scared birdie, noelly’s here I’ve gotcha” followed by several small pecks to the crown of your head
When he first meets you, he doesn’t get it. When you try to explain it to him he’s all “wotcha get nervous for? Pretty angel like you’s got nowt t’worry bout eh?” But when he sees you anxious for the first time he goes into full protective mode
He immediately drops everything if you call him on the brink of panic rushing home half way through sounds checks or parties. The rest of the band used to find it annoying but understand now. They also don’t dare question Noel when it comes to you
You sometimes get nervous just going out or doing day-to-day things. At first Noel was confused “whad’ya mean you’re scared to order coffee? They’re not gonna bite y’know” but after a while he starts to take it in his stride whispering low in your ear so as not to embarrass you “what’s that daft coffee you want again darlin’” and then loudly to the barista “eeyare this gorgeous lady would like a caramel macchiato please”
Loves to embarrass you in public and in interviews by rambling about you. He obviously never goes too far but I’m imagining that interview “to me she’s an angel but she’s not a heavenly body d’ya know what I mean, I can touch her and I do regularly which is great”
Leaves you little notes written on the mirror in lipstick or a post it note telling you you’ve got this or you’re amazing
Your biggest hype up. Before an interview or meeting someone new he’s always saying “aye and why wouldn’t they want to hire my bird she’s fantastic”
Very protective of you if he sees you getting nervous in social settings. You’re all chatting at the pub but you start to go quiet and your breath gets a little shorter? He’s on it instantly. Whispering low in your ear asking if you’re okay. If you do have to leave he doesn’t cause a scene and never blames it on you. He always makes summat up abt himself like he’s not feeling well or he just wants to get cuddled up with his missus
Speaking of cuddles he can’t get enough of them. He knows you won’t make the first move so he opts for crash landing on top of you and engulfing you. He does this especially if you’re struggling to sleep as his big warm frame and his hot breath fanning your ear always calms you down
You’re generally quite quiet so he loves to try and get you to talk as much as possible. You guys get under the duvet and chat about everything music, films, drugs, life anything. Noel changes the subject until he finds something that clicks with you and lets you talk whilst gently rubbing patterns into your scalp
Loves a Sunday reset or a cosy evening routine with you. He knows it helps you relax to have a routine and he loves spending time with you! If you two ever have a free night together he’s immediately ran a steaming bath fo you two during which he holds you close pressing kisses to your temple and whispering how much he loves you. Then it’s pajamas, a cuppa, biscuits and something rubbish on telly that he can complain about. He loves it if you fall asleep in his arms on the sofa because he knows it means you’re super relaxed and not anxious around him.
If you ever had a really bad night he calls in your work the next morning to get you the day off (he’s Noel fucking Gallagher come on) and spends the whole day worshipping you, making you your favourite meals and just holding you close making sure you’re safe
an: ignore this I'm gonna rewrite it it just looked really ugly so i redid it bc it was like replying to an ask before??? idk why i did that lol
Thank you to Emmy's babies for liking my posts. it's genuinley crazy to me that 1000 ppl have seen a post and liked it like that's insanity and it makes it so rewarding and makes me want to continue writing bc sometimes it feels like i post something and it just gets lost in the void of the internet never to be seen again but when ppl like and comment on my shit it makes me feel so loved like i can't even explain the feeling it gives me. if anyone out there is thinking about writing and doesnt know all i can say is do it! it's the most rewarding and gratifying thing ive ever done and i can't express how grateful i am. alsooooo sorry to those waiting on new works i haven't really started them yet whoops sorry!! something might come out today or tmrw but i dont know what yet!!
summary: you're a bad flier, noel distracts you by making you an offer you can't refuse
cw: fear of flying, oral (f receiving), public sex, p in v!
wc: ~1.9k
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you’d never been a great flier. so much so that you avoided it as much as possible. which wasn’t so hard in the uk where everything was more or less accessible by train, car, or even bus. but spain wasn’t exactly reachable on wheels, and so you found yourself strapped into your seat, your boyfriend across from you on a small private plane he’d sworn would change your mind about flying.
sitting here now, though, you weren’t convinced. the plane was small. aside from you and noel, there were two pilots and two stewardesses who’d all stood and greeted you both as you stepped on board. the flight would only be a couple hours. you tried easing your nerves, imagining you and noel sunbathing by the sea in just a few hours from now. but as you looked outside to the dreary english sky, you felt nothing but anxiety. noel noticed, nudging your foot with his.
“s’gonna be okay,” he chuckled. “we’ll be there before y’know it,”
you gave him a tight-lipped smile, your foot tapping restlessly, eyes trained outside the window.
noel felt his heart tug at your distress. he knew you were afraid of flying, but this was the first time he’d seen it. this would be your first trip together outside the country– noel had a house in ibiza that seemed too good to pass up on. with sun on your mind, privacy with noel, good food and drink, you agreed so quickly, you almost forgot about the flight. now, though, you were facing the music.
noel chatted idly with the flight crew, talking of the heat wave you’d be enjoying in spain, the local cuisine, and even talking about writing new music. meanwhile, cold sweat gathered at the small of your back as the plane began moving. even listening to noel in his nerdy musical element wasn’t enough to comfort you.
the plane taxied down the tarmac, lining up for takeoff. your face was ashen, hands shaking in your lap. seeing this, noel nudged your foot again, giving you a reassuring nod. you tried to return it, teeth chattering. he frowned, reaching for your hands.
“baby, we don’t have–”
“no!” you squeaked, wincing at your volume. “i need to do this. god help me i will get to ibiza or i will die trying,”
noel laughed at your dramatics, releasing some of the tension in your body. at least you were still funny on the brink of impending death, you thought.
the engines roared as the jet sped down the runway. your eyes squeezed shut as you took deep breaths, your hands clutching the armrests.
noel kept his eyes on you, ready to do whatever it took to calm you. as the plane lifted off the ground, you whimpered, eyes darting out the window before squeezing shut again. a surge of love spread through noel. that you would face your fears to be with him, to experience life with him was almost too much for him to process.
your chest heaved with your breathing, a soft bounce in your breasts that noel was momentarily hypnotized by. he couldn’t help the small smile that spread across his face as the plane climbed and you relaxed just barely. your hands flexed, your eyes fluttering open as your brain seemed to realize you weren’t going to die.
a shaky laugh left your throat as you looked across at noel, finding him watching you with a fond smile.
“god, was that embarrassing?” you asked, biting your lip.
noel shook his head, still smiling.
“nah, you took it like a champ. couldn’t even tell you were scared,” he teased, laughing when you kicked his foot.
“might need to pay for the seats to be reupholstered seeing as you’ve left some claw marks,” he nodded down to your armrests, the indentations left by your grip.
“fucking hell,” you groaned, tilting your head back with a laugh. noel let himself admire the columns of your throat, the dainty necklace that hung around your neck, your breasts jiggling with your laughter. his cock twitched in his pants.
just then, the stewardesses came through the cabin, drinks and snacks in hand, which you and noel accepted happily.
“think we’ll be set the rest of the flight so youse two don’t need to wait on us anymore,” noel offered casually, waving off the protestations of the crew and insisting they just relax and leave you and noel to yourselves in the cabin.
you settle a little more into your seat, stretching your legs onto noel’s lap and taking a deep breath while your eyes ease shut.
noel smiles, his hands massaging your calves absentmindedly. you hummed contentedly, one hand resting on your chest, the other running through your hair. completely unaware of noel;s growing problem, you let out a sigh, “feels so good,”
blood rushed to noel’s cock, throbbing just slightly as he continued his movements, watching the way your body responded to him.
“whaddya wanna do tonight?” your voice is innocent and sweet.
fuck, tonight. noel can only think of you right now.
“erm,” he’s mildly distracted by the way you re-adjust your necklace to settle perfectly above your cleavage, “dunno, maybe dinner and drinks? dessert if you fancy it,”
“please i’ve never turned down sweets in my life,” you say, opening your eyes to meet his.
just then, the plane bobbles a bit. your breath catches in your throat as you look outside with worried eyes.
“s’okay, love,” he says softly.
the plane rattles again, a small whimper leaving your throat. the intercom chimes.
“sorry folks, gonna have a bit of turbulence for the next few minutes here. nothing to worry about, should be very mild,”
your eyes fill with panic, “why s’there turbulence? is it gonna be bad?”
noel can’t help but chuckle a bit. “no, love it’ll just be like this. nothing worse. probably just getting through the clouds,”
you nod, taking some deep breaths. an idea strikes noel. he unbuckles his belt, coming to squeeze into the seat next to you. he presses soft, tickling kisses to your neck, frowning when he feels how tense you are.
“noel—“ your breath is shaky. “w-what are you doing?”
“jus’ making you feel better,” he says, breath fanning your neck, smiling when he feels a sliver of tension leave your body.
you huff a laugh, gripping the armrest as the plane jolts again.
“don’t think this is recommended,” you grit out, biting back a moan that’s both fear and pleasure.
noel gets on his knees before you, your eyes widen so comically that he can’t suppress his laugh.
“c’mon you said you never turn down sweets,” he grins, hands resting on your thighs, kneading just barely.
“plus,” he says, pressing a kiss to your knee, “by the time we’re done, the turbulence will be over. perfect distraction,”
a breathless scoff leaves your throat as you look down at him. his eyes are big and blue and staring up at you.
you nod slowly, biting your lip in a mixture of shame and desire.
noel’s smirk deepens as he pulls down your sweatpants, and pushes up your knees, exposing the wet spot between your legs.
“but noel what if the stewards—“
he tuts, his eyes heavy lidded and on your pussy. “told ‘em to leave us alone, member?”
you narrow your eyes, “did you plan this?”
“no! swear i didn’t,” noel laughs at your leveling gaze. “just happened to work out,”
you roll your eyes, nod your head for him to continue, “carry on then,”
noel laughs, “bossy thing aren’t you?” he says, pulling your panties to the side to expose your glistening core. noel sees your pussy clench around nothing, swearing at the sight.
“only when i’m needy,” you breathe, head falling back as noel brings one finger to play with your clit.
the rough pad of his finger rubbing slow circles teases you perfectly. a low whine leaves your mouth, quickly smothered by one of your hands as your eyes widen and look toward the cabin doors.
noel laughs before lowering his mouth to your core, his tongue flicking over your clit, replacing his finger.
your other hand flies to fist noel’s hair, the other still muffling your moans as noel wraps his lips around your bundle of nerves and sucks, his finger now fucking your pussy in tandem.
the plane rocks then, your grip on his head tightening as noel’s eyes flutter shut, reveling in the pain. his head moves back and forth between your legs, smearing your slick to your inner thighs. the sounds are obscene. your eyes flick to the cabin doors, relieved to see them still shut.
noel moans against you then, savoring your taste. your hands grip his shoulders and pull him up.
“can you just fuck me now, please?” you say, bringing your lips to his and moaning at the taste of you on his tongue.
noel nods, breathless laughter escaping his throat as he grabs a blanket from the amenity kit and opens it up before settling into a seat and pulling down his pants, his cock slapping against his lower belly.
“c’mon baby, ride me,” he beckons, sitting back in his seat. he throws the blanket over top of you as you come to settle on his lap, positioning his cock at your entrance, slowly lowering yourself down on him.
noel hisses, his arms wrapping around your waist as your head falls into the crook of his neck.
the plane shudders slightly as noel holds your hips up to fuck up into you.
you moan, digging your fingers into the back of noel’s neck.
“feels good, huh, baby?” his voice is low in your ear.
you nod breathlessly, soaking in the way his thick cock stretches your walls.
the plane banks, causing you to whimper and claw into noel’s shoulders as he continues fucking into you.
“jus’ relax, baby. focus on me, okay?”
you nod, shuddering as his pace grows frantic.
“yer so fuckin’ beautiful and brave. that’s my good fuckin’ girl, yeah? my best girl,” his voice is slurred and muffled against your neck as he presses sloppy kisses there.
“and squeezin’ me so tight,” he groans, his cock throbbing inside you when you clench around him.
“want you to come for me, okay?”
you nod, whining into his hair, letting your eyes roll back as pleasure seems to erupt from your core throughout the rest of your body. you’re completely limp against noel as he fucks up into you for a few more frenzied thrusts, finishing with a bite to your neck as he cums.
you’re still catching your breath on top of him when the intercom chimes overhead.
“alright, we’re out of that bumpy air now. feel free to move about the cabin until we descend,”
you huff a laugh against noel, your hands combing through the damp hair at the back of his neck.
he pulls back to look at you– all fucked out with your lips swollen and red.
“can never go back to flying commercial now,” he jokes, smiling when you laugh on top of him, your cunt squeezing his half-hard cock still inside you.
he winces, letting out a breathless moan at the feeling.
“meet me in the bathroom?” you say, lips quirking into a smirk. “think i need to clean you up,”
guys i get rlly scared when ppl like my posts from my former self (six weeks ago) cos theyre all rlly bad.... i might delete/rewrite.... oh! wait maybe i just re-jig the style of them and it'll make me feel better without any writing
