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musicandotherstuff · 4 months

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Alex Turner - Eurockeennes Music Festival, France

June 2006

📸: Bruno Ferrandez (on Getty Images)

#arctic monkeys #alex turner #wpsiatwin era #wpsiatwin #whatever people say i am that's what i'm not #eurockéennes #france

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prettyyvisitor13 · 6 months

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ARCTIC MONKEYS THE ERAS TOUR POSTERS

the series i've been doing is now completed!! band and all members have their eras posters made by me, and adapted by taylor swift's iconic the eras tour poster. the posters have all the album eras for each of them. thank you everyone supported me during the process!! i've enjoyed so so much! and also please dont crop my name when you share it anywhere. or at least keep me credited 😭

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dark-vader28 · 3 months

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A Certain Romance

wpsiatwin!alex turner x fem!reader

warnings: none? nothing but fluff. y/n is used

Your pen anxiously tapped the desk at an unsteady rhythm as you stared blankly at the questions on the paper. You tilted your head slightly, squinting to see if you were reading the problem right. When it seemed to make even less sense as the minutes passed, you tossed the pen aside and leaned back in your chair, letting out an exasperated sigh. You pinched the bridge of your nose, squeezing your eyes shut in frustration. Your head was pounding and the bright illumination of the lamp only added to your migraine.

You heard movement, the rustle of clothes, and you took your hand away from your face. Alex was walking towards you and your demeanor changed. You turned to face him, sitting up straighter. He pulled up another chair and sat directly across from you, his hands in his lap. His eyes were searching yours and he nudged your leg with his.

“You alright, love?” he asked gently. You looked down, posturing slouching as you let out another sigh. You rubbed your eye and started to shake your head but you stopped yourself.

“It’s just,” you paused and glanced at the unanswered paper sitting on the desk. You chuckled a little at the foolishness of how easily you had let yourself get worked up over an assignment. Your eyes found Alex again who was waiting patiently for an answer, sitting on the edge of his chair, slipping closer to you. You swallowed the lump in your throat and rolled your tongue inside your mouth. “I don’t know…” you mumbled, looking down at the floor.

“Y/n?” he asked quietly. You glanced up, eyes glassy. You wished you could stop the tears from coming on. They were nothing but frustration tears but it was beyond you how they had even managed to make their appearance.

Alex grabbed your hand and rose out of his seat. You followed suit and he smiled softly. “Come on,” he spoke, hardly above a whisper. “I think you should take a break,” he suggested, his hand slowly slipping away from yours. You nodded, glancing down.

“And what do you suppose we do?” you asked curiously. You saw a smile stretch across his face but it faded soon after, morphing into a more nervous look.

“There’s, uh,” he paused, his tongue flicking over his lips. “I,” he stopped again, looking away. “Can I show you something?” You hesitated, brow furrowed, before you nodded. He briefly smiled before cautiously moving you to the side, away from his desk. Your eyes followed him as he reached into his desk drawer and pulled out an old notebook. His eyes met yours, causing your heart to flutter for a moment, a feeling you often got around him but you never thought anything of it. He flipped through the pages filled with scribbles from top to bottom. He stopped and waited a moment before he handed the notebook to you. Your eyes flicked between him and the notebook, slowly taking it from his hands.

“What’s this?” you asked, running through thumb over the page. He cleared his throat, shifting weight from foot to foot.

“Song lyrics,” he mumbled. You looked up, a glint in your eyes from the illumination of the desk lamp. You had watched him write for years. Those pages had been all too familiar to you but the words on there had always been foreign. He would occasionally ask you for help when he couldn’t think of a word but he’d never tell you what it was he was writing. You’d seen him play guitar but that was all he ever showed you. You’d asked about the notebook and its contents on multiple occasions but he always seemed to become flustered and blabber about it but he never told you.

You took one last look at him before setting for eyes on the page. You sat back down, your eyes scanning over the scribbles. He watched your reactions carefully, taking his seat in front of you. Nearly half the page was covered with crossed out words and sometimes full lines were scribbled out, new words written on top of the line. You could see Alex’s leg bouncing out of the corner of your eye but you were too attentive to the book. Considering this could be your only chance to read his lyrics before they were released into a real song, you (selfishly) weren’t going to miss your chance, and paid no attention to anything else but his lyrics.

When you reached the bottom of the page, you were nearly frozen, so enveloped by his lyrics. Even with the absence of a melody or instruments or even the sound of his voice, it was incredible.

His eyes were still following you closely, nervous and eager for your response. You shut the notebook, the lyrics running through your head. It was strange finally reading them. You’d known him for so long. You met him back when you were nearly 14 in one of your classes. Normally you hadn’t talked much with anyone your teacher paired you up with in class but you had been humming some tune while working and Alex was quick to recognize it. You weren’t sure really what happened after that but a few years later, he was playing the song for you on guitar, the two of you singing along. Surely you knew Matt was Alex’s best friend but you were convinced Alex was yours. Or at least you thought, never really able to sort out your feelings towards him. You couldn’t like him that way… right?

“Al,” you began softly. “Your lyrics are incredible.” You met his gaze and you felt your heart melt a bit. God, you hated him and those stupid brown doe eyes and the way he looked at you with hearts in his eyes, and the way he could make you smile in a heartbeat, or the way he sent chills down your spine and made you nervous with a single glance, and the way he cared about you more than anyone had, and…

His hand was placed on your leg, his face closer to you. His brows were knitted into a look of concern and your eyes accidentally flicked down to his lips for a moment but you redirected your gaze back to his eyes.

“Y/n, are you sure you’re alright?” he asked, his thumb gently tracing small circles over your leg. You swallowed nervously, nodding. You couldn’t take looking into his eyes a moment longer. Your bottom lip slipped between your teeth and you shook your head, trying to clear your thoughts.

His hand pressed against your cheek, cupping your face tenderly as he tilted your face up to look at him. You could’ve sworn your heart missed a beat. He stole a glance at your lips before meeting your eyes again. You were leaning into his touch, your eyes fluttering shut briefly. The aching feeling in your heart mixed with the slow painful realization that Alex wasn’t just a friend to you anymore. You were drawing closer to him like a magnet. You regained your awareness and you panicked, clearing your throat and moving away. You hurriedly stood up, your heart racing desperately.

“Um,” you stuttered, nervously running a hand through your hand. This couldn’t be real. Alex would never think of you in that way. Friends, you were friends. “Those lyrics were really-”

“Y/n,” Alex interrupted. You turned to face him as he stood up. His eyes looked glassy and tired, like he had lost all hope and any trace of spark in his eyes had vanished. You frowned slightly, hoping you hadn’t been the cause. “I’m sor-” he started but the rest of his words were muffled and drowned out as your lips were slammed against his. You weren’t sure you had ended up there and it seemed every coherent thought had long since disappeared. One of your hands was clutched onto the collar of his shirt, pulling his lips closer to yours frantically. You pulled away when there wasn’t much of a reaction from Alex, falling away from his lips with the sinking feeling you had just ruined your friendship. His face was redder than normal, eyes wider, and his jaw hanging slightly slack. He looked down at your lips before he pulled you in by the waist and placed his lips against yours. The thought of you being friends already felt foreign as your lips collided over and over again.

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a/n: sorry this is so short, i kind of just daydream about his lyrics so much that this came to be and this isn’t proofread so sorry for any spelling mistakes

#alex turner #alex turner x reader #alex turner x you #alex turner x y/n #alex turner one shot #arctic monkeys #the arctic monkeys #the last shadow puppets #tlsp #wpsiatwin #wpsiatwin era #whatever people say i am that's what i'm not #my fic

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dailyamlyrics · 2 months

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“The band were fucking wank and i’m not having a nice time.”

#dailyamlyrics #arctic monkeys #am #alex turner #jamie cook #matt helders #nick o'malley #lyrics #whatever people say i am that's what i'm not #fake tales of san francisco #wpsiatwin #wpsiatwin era #lyric quotes #lyric posting

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creelby · 3 months

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the antarctic primates have many brilliant albums! including and limited to:

whatever people say i am that people say that i am that i’m not whatever people say that whatever i am that i’m not that whatever people say that what people what say whatever i am what that what

least favourite best dream

bumhug

suck my dick and see what happens

pm

the strokes wannabes era

automobile vroom vroommmm

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theageoftheunderstatement · 1 year

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Alex Turner at The Arena, Brisbane, 05/08/2006. (photo by aa_gig_photographer, posted on 30/01/2023)

#concert pic #arctic monkeys #alex turner #wpsiatwin era #the arena 2006 #young and lovely

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menace-to-the-devil · 4 months

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Definition of adorable

#arctic monkeys alex #alex david turner #mr alex turner #arctic monkeys alex turner #alexander turner #alex turner arctic monkeys #alex turner #alex #fetus alex turner #little Alex turner #wpsiatwin #wpsiatwin era #adorable #he’s adorable #literal baby #baby boy

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american-sports · 8 months

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Regarding the football matches "Arctic Monkeys vs Italian music journalists" in 2005, I have found an article on a Facebook group (thanks to the fan who have posted it). The article was published in Rock Sound magazine.

#arctic monkeys #wpsiatwin era

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ego-mei · 2 years

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