The Rules of the Shoot: Don't show up late (Bodhi failed). Don't look like a drowned rat (Bodhi failed). Do not tell Noel Gallagher to shut his mouth (Bodhi definitely failed). Bodhi is a struggling photographer living on instant noodles and pure determination. When she signs a contract for a quick portrait session, she doesn't bother reading the client's last name. She just needs the cash. Noel is a rock god hiding behind an armor of supreme arrogance and dark sunglasses. When a fiercely beautiful, completely oblivious girl orders him around and treats his ego like a minor inconvenience, his entire world shifts. He hides his fascination behind a vicious, teasing sneer-but Bodhi isn't biting. She just wants him to sit still, lift his chin, and let her finish her job.She thinks it's a one-time gig to pay her rent. He thinks she's a frustrating puzzle he needs to solve. Neither of them realizes that this rain-drenched studio session is the first step in a masterplan that will change the face of British music history forever. #newfic #Vesper18 #Oasis #NoelGallagher

"𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘀𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀, 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗻𝗼 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂" After moving north with her family, Josie Carter takes a temporary job at a small corner shop in Burnage, counting the days until her real life can start again. Then a regular customer begins showing up - talkative, opinionated, and absolutely certain he's destined for something bigger.

Thomasin Wood met Noel Gallagher at the 1995 Brits. They got on. Probably more than they should have. This is what happened after that: music, touring, arguments, sex, family, and time. A lot of time. It's not a love story and it's not a tidy biography. It's what you get when you mix two people, a cultural movement, and a long list of questionable decisions.

Despite working in a fairly well-known bakery in London, Robyn dreams of a studio of her own. She turned to baking fresh out of college and has stuck to the profession ever since. Unfortunately, dabbling with sourdoughs was never her greatest expertise. Especially when it came to a living, breathing one in Noel Gallagher. [A Noel Gallagher fic set in 00's] Disclaimer: Strong language and mature content. Reader discretion advised.

"𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝘆" Eleanor "Ellie" Byrne, lead guitarist and vocalist of the rising band Broken Statues, is navigating the chaotic world of Britpop. As her band tours and headlines festivals, Ellie faces the pressures of fame, friendship, and ambition. Caught between music and life, she must find her own path-or risk losing herself in the whirlwind of the 90s music scene.

In the Mancunnian 80s, sharp tongued teenager Sally Shaw battles with a fractured family and a habit of mouthing off that lands her in constant detention. The one place she actually feels in control is behind the school drum kit. There, she keeps noticing Noel Gallagher - a quiet, brooding year-older with a battered guitar and a reputation to match her own. They've never spoken, despite living doors apart... but when a jam session pairs them up, an after-school detention with his cheeky kid brother Liam, and a bus ride home, something unexpected begins to spark. [It's mean to be a slow-burn.]

Britpop was their battlefield, and every record was a loaded weapon. noel gallagher x fem!oc

"𝗜𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀 𝗜 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗶𝘁 𝗵𝘂𝗿𝘁𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗲, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗿𝘆 𝘁𝗼" Emily Bell - concert photographer and younger sister of Andy Bell. Fiercely independent, sharp-tongued, and with an unflinching eye for capturing the truth behind the scenes. She's never been impressed by rock stars-until she meets Noel Gallagher.

"𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲'𝘀 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗼𝗼𝗺 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘂𝘀 𝘁𝗼𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁, 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗿𝗼𝗹𝗹 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀." Ava - strong, kind, and trying to keep her life together. Noel - sharp-tongued, restless, and magnetic. What starts as a spark becomes harder to ignore, especially when fate keeps throwing them together. 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗺𝘀, 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗹𝗹, 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗮𝘀𝗸 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗸.