#alex turner 2016

[insanenorthwest]

[carefulignorantghost]

Breaking Dishes When You’re Disappointed

You come home late and (eycte era) Alex is drunk. He gets very angry and you are scared.

Warnings: domestic violence, substance abuse, use of the word slut, unwanted kiss, suicide attempt, hospital setting, very very sad.

I DO NOT BELIEVE ALEX HAS DONE OR WOULD DO THESE THINGS.

My intent is not to glamorize domestic violence. I thought it would be a serious topic I could incorporate into fanfiction. If people are uncomfortable with this, please do not read.

“Alex! I’m home!” You called out before closing the door.

Alex came storming over. His jaw was clenched and his body was tense. And he had a near-empty vodka bottle in his swaying hand.

You backed up against the door. You had never seen him like this.

“Where the fuck were you?” Alex slurred in an angry, drunken haze. You moved your hand over to the door handle but Alex gripped your arm tightly.

“I told you I was going out with my friends.” You said tentatively.

“When did I say you could go out looking and probably acting like a slut?” He said, clenching your arm even tighter, making it ache. Yet you ignored the physical pain.

You furrowed your brow and looked up at him, confused and hurt. The words stung like a knife in your gut. Alex never said anything like this. Especially not to you.

“What? We talked about this last week!” You said, slightly raising your voice as you stepped closer to him. “And I don’t look like a slut, you dickhead!”

Alex looked you up and down before reaching your eyes with a cold stare.

“You can’t wear this stripper shit. People will think you’re looking for a fuck.” He looked disgusted.

“What the fuck, Alex?” You yelled at him. But he leaned in closer and started kissing your neck. Your body tensed.

“Don’t fucking touch me!” You yelled, yanking your arm from his grasp. You slapped him in the face. His face turned to the side.

Alex looked at you with rage in his dark eyes. He looked at the bottle in his hand.

He threw the vodka bottle at your head.

You closed your eyes and quickly ducked, lifting your arms up to protect your face. You heard the high pitched sound of class cracking and falling all around you.

You felt sharp stinging pains on your arms. You slowly opened your eyes and gasped. There was a three inch long cut along with multiple little cuts.

You stared at Alex in shock as you breathed heavily.

He swallowed. Alex was erratic and shaking with anger. His intense eyes couldn’t seem to focus on any one thing.

You then stared at the blood dripping on the floor, not just from your arm, but from your leg. You had another cut, roughly two inches long.

You quietly walked through the hallway and up the stairs to the guest bedroom, locking it behind you. You scoured the guest bathroom’s cabinets for a first aid kit, but you didn’t find one.

You unlocked the door and went into yours and Alex’s bathroom. You found the first aid kit in the cabinet. As you turned to go back into the guest bedroom, you saw Alex standing in the doorway.

You ran into the bedroom, quickly locking it. You heard banging on the door as you fled into the bathroom. You quickly washed your cuts in an anxious state, afraid he would break in. You applied ointment to your cuts before placing the bandaids over the cuts.

You opened the bathroom door to hear Alex still banging on the door.

“Stop it, Alex!” You screamed at him.

“Let me in! I’m fucking pissed at you, Y/N.” He yelled through the door.

“Go away, Alex! We’ll talk tomorrow when you’re sober!”

Alex hit the door even harder. You started crying, not knowing if you were even relatively safe.

“You’re scaring me, Alex! Please just leave!” You cried out.

The banging stopped after a few seconds.

You took off your shoes and went under the covers, not even caring that your dirty clothes were still on. You curled into the fetal position and cried yourself to sleep.

***

You woke up early, but not before Alex. You lay in bed contemplating what to do.

You decided to get it over with. You padded down the stairs quietly, still in last night’s clothing. You walked past the front door, where the glass still lie, shattered into a million pieces. You found Alex in the kitchen. He looked tired and somehow only slightly hungover.

“Are you ok? When I woke up you weren’t next to me.” Alex said, briefly looking at you. Before he really looked at you; he looked you up and down, worriedly. You were huddled into yourself, your shoulders caving in.

“Why are you in a dress?” He asked, confused. He stepped towards you, but you backed away.

“Do you really not remember what happened last night?” Your voice quivered as you looked up at him.

Alex tried to gather his memories.

“…No. I don’t.”

“Sit down.” You told him as you pulled out a chair for yourself.

You took a deep breath. “I came home last night. You know how I went out with my friends?” You asked.

“No? You left before I got home.” He looked you in the eye.

“I texted you about it, Alex.” You said, frustrated.

Alex looked down at the table like a puppy being scolded.

“You were drunk as hell. And you were pissed off.”

Alex’s eyes widened, trying to piece the memories together.

“You said I looked like a slut and that I was probably acting like one, too.”

Alex was ashamed. “Y/N, I’m so sor-“

“You will be when you hear what else happened.” You were almost crying. “You grabbed my arm and wouldn’t let it go. And you forced yourself onto me. I had to slap you in the face.”

Alex looked horrified. His eyes were wide and his mouth was slightly open. He started to talk again.

“That’s not even the worst of it, Alex.” You stood up and peeled off the bandaids, showing him the cuts.

He was even more horrified.

“You threw a vodka bottle at me and it almost hit me in the face. I barely got out of the way.” You started crying. You hid your face behind your hands.

Alex quickly got up from his chair and held you, but you tensed and he felt it. He pulled away, but kept his hands on your shoulders.

“God, I’m so, so sorry. I didn’t even remember. I didn’t know why there was glass at the door. I’m so sorry, Y/N.” Alex began to tear up, too.

Then the memories rushed into Alex’s head. “I remember now.” He said, backing away from you. He started gagging at the images in his head.

You looked at Alex as he stared at his own hands and then at you. He was absolutely terrified.

Alex backed up into the wall, wide-eyed. He started breathing heavily, clearly having a panic attack.

“Oh my God, oh my God. I’m sorry. I can’t-“ His eyes were leaking tears as he said this.

You didn’t know what to do. You still loved him, but you were afraid of him.

All you could do was offer forgiveness.

“Alex, it’s ok.”

Alex shook even harder.

“No, no, it’s not.” He grabbed his head and slumped to the floor, a crying mess.

You walked over to him and hugged him. He tensed and shuddered underneath you.

“Al, open your arms.” You said gently.

He slowly moved his arms for you. You brushed your chest against his and held him. Alex just sobbed.

“I’m-“ inhale. “So-“ inhale. “Sorry. I’m so sorry.”

***

The weeks that followed were heavy. Alex stayed in the master bedroom while you stayed in the guest room. He hadn’t drunk a single drop of alcohol since that night.

One night, during dinner, you reached out for Alex’s hand.

“Alex, you and I both know that this isn’t working out and it won’t. We can’t recover from this together.” You said with tears in your eyes.

Alex looked at you sadly with glazed over eyes.

“I know.” He quietly spoke.

“I packed up most of my stuff.” It was true. You slowly packed up your clothes, hoping Alex wouldn’t notice.

“I know.” He repeated.

“It’s time for me to go, Al.” You started crying.

Alex just stared with those sad, brown eyes. He knew. He knew.

You got up from the table and walked up the steps. You grabbed your bag from the guest bathroom before saying goodbye to the bathroom and your bedroom.

You remembered showers and baths spent together. How you’d hear Alex sing in the shower. How he’d pile a shit ton of gel into his hair. You laughed tearfully at those days. How he’d sneak up behind you and whisper “I love you” in your ear.

You walked into the bedroom. You thought of all the times you had held each other in this bed. All the times you made love. How it wasn’t just fucking. How you read to each other in this bed. How you cried while Alex held you. And vice versa.

You closed the door behind you.

Your body felt heavier with each step.

You eventually reached the kitchen. Alex was staring sadly at the table before he looked up at you.

Alex padded over to you. “Can I walk you to the car?”

You nodded at him, smiling sadly.

He walked you down the pathway to your car.

You placed your bag in the trunk.

“I guess this is goodbye.” Alex said, holding back tears.

You stepped forward and hugged him. He held you tightly.

“I love you, Al. Thank you for the best four years of my life.” You kissed him softly. He kissed you back.

“Thank you, Y/N. You’ve done so much for me and you don’t even know it. Please know I’ll always love you.” Alex promised.

***

You got the news a few weeks later. It was late at night, about 1 AM. You heard your phone ringing on your bedside table.

Matt called you and told you Alex had attempted to kill himself.

“Oh my God, what? Is he ok? I’m leaving the apartment right now. Where is he?” You anxiously asked Matt. You grabbed your keys and frantically left your friend’s apartment, still in your pajamas.

“He’s at the hospital. I had to call the police.” He said before telling you the address.

You sped to the hospital, not even caring that you were driving well over the speed limit. All you had on your mind was Alex.

Alex, Alex, Alex.

***

You sat anxiously in the waiting room.

The door opened.

“Are you here for Alexander Turner?” The woman said staring at you.

“Yes, I am.” You needed to see him.

“Ok, right this way.” She walked you over to the hallway.

“Room 524, to your right.” She directed you.

“Thank you.” You said.

“No problem.” She smiled at you.

You knocked on the door of Room 524.

A few seconds later the door opened. A doctor stood in the doorway. Matt was sitting next to Alex, who was awake in the bed.

“Is she here?” You heard him ask Matt.

“Yes, Al.”

“You’re Y/N?” The doctor asked.

“Yes.” You said, nodded at him.

“I’m Dr. Woodall. We need to talk out here.” The doctor said, closing the door behind him.

“As you probably heard, Alex attempted suicide. He jumped off the second story balcony. He broke his leg and his wrist.”

“Oh my God.” You said, in shock.

“He’s lucky he’s alive.” The doctor said grimly.

He opened the door for you, but stayed outside. Matt got up from his seat and walked out of the room.

Neither of you said anything for a couple minutes.

“Why did you do it?” You asked him sadly.

“I couldn’t live with myself.” He looked at you. “I don’t if I can… It’s horrible to know I did such an awful thing. I became violent, and worst of all, I hurt you.” Alex looked away. “And you had to tell me what happened cause I couldn’t even remember what I did.” He started tearing up.

You moved closer to Alex and brushed his hair out of his face.

“Alex, it was a mistake. You were absolutely hammered. It doesn’t make it completely ok, but it’s not like you did it when you were sober.” You consoled him.

“I know, but I still did it. I still hurt you. And I feel awful about it because I scared you. You were terrified and now I’m terrified of myself.” Alex said, crying.

“Can I hug you, Al?” You asked sadly.

Alex looked at you with hesitation.

“Mm, ok.” He said slowly.

You wrapped your arms around him loosely so you didn’t hurt him.

“I’m so sorry, Y/N. I’m sorry for throwing the bottle at you and I’m sorry for this now.” He cried into your ear.

You just held him tighter.

“Alex, we’ll be okay. We just need time. We just need time.” You said quietly.

[dietmountaindewbae]

omg that car sex chapter nearly killed me!!! 🙏🏻 jealous alex is hot ngl (i also died when i saw that cillian was the professor), what about something with alex in this era? alex x reader have been in a relationship for a while now, so reader decides to make a video call when he's away and it gets spicy and then he comes back like the next weekend and gives you the best orgasm you've ever had

xiii. fright night

alex turner x reader

two anonymous requests

word count: 2949

summary: The shadows in your room hunt you down at night, and in all of your dreams, he reflects himself until one night (eycte) Alex makes all of them come to life. 

warnings: chock!ng, somnoph!lia, degradat!ion, bru!ses, scratches.

song recommendation: fright night by elysian fields

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*⋆ ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*⋆ 

The shadows cover your vision, it is night time your favorite time, you glance at the clock but it melts into the desk, the moon rises, and you try to stand up from bed, but it's impossible, your arms don't work, nor your legs, you were paralyzed, petrified, until you saw something rise from your covers, you didn't know what kind of nightmare this was... or if it was one. Your mouth was sealed shut, and you felt a hand climb up your legs, slowly caressing your skin filled with goosebumps, you said your prayers to wake up, you sealed your eyes shut hoping that you could wake up, the covers dropped, your skin was warm, and you felt a heavy weight on top of your body, his knuckles gently caressed your cheek, you managed to gasp, but he shushed you, his voice tingles on your ear, lovely horror as you hear his whispering, telling you how bad he needed you, how he mourned for you, and your skin, the whisper was so thin, as his hand slides down your underwear, he barely even touched you, and you begged for more.

"Please..." It echoes in the room, he shushes you once more, so softly, so thin, so gentle, and calm, like a sizzle, you couldn't hear what he said to you, but he pressed his groin against you, only one layer separating your body from his, "Please" You weep.

"Don't be scared" He says, "Open your eyes"

You woke up in a cold sweat, he wasn't there, but your phone rang across the room, it was him.

"Baby?" You asked holding your breath.

He immediately got concerned, "Are you alright, angel?"

You let out a deep sigh and nodded as if he could see you, "Y-Yeah, I'm good" You rubbed your face and the screen switches to facetime, you giggled, and switched.

"There she is!" He said with a bright smile, "You don't look ok, babe, you look pale... and flushed" He even hunts you in your dreams, this has happened for a couple of days now, it always kept you on the edge, it was different for every dream, but he was in all of them, on top of you, behind you, kissing you or teasing you, it always drove you the edge so quickly, and every morning after waking up like that you took care of your needs, but not quite like him.

"And you sound tired" He giggled with you, "How was the gig?" You asked genuinely interested in it, he put his phone against the TV as he messily loosened his olive green tie, he slurred his answers but you were more invested in his body, sculptured by angels, his muscles, and his big arms and chest you comfortably sheltered in every night, your eyes traveled down, one of your biggest weaknesses was focused on the camera, his v-line, he little by little unbuttoned his shirt, you sighed, closing your eyes for a moment, as you went back to your dream before, your hand slowly sneaks down your silk shorts inside your panties, you were soaked, your fingers teased you lightly, sliding your fingertips inside you, accidentally sighing his name.

"Oh, babe..." He drawled, lowering himself to focus his face, and fluffy hair on the camera, "Am I interruptin' summat?" He said with a cocky tone, you snapped back to reality, your flushed cheeks, and your pouty lips had his answer.

"Oh-... I-...you're not-" You were at a loss for words, how could you explain yourself, he sat on the small leather couch in front of the phone, his eyes were dark, evil, injected with lust, you saw how little by little he unbuttoned his shirt, his big and veiny hands groping and palming himself, his chest exposed to you, he was bathed in lust.

"Don't mind me joining in now, do you?" You said no with your head, "I wanna see you, angel" His eyes shined with the lights of his big hotel room, and he covered his mouth as he added more friction onto his pace, "Take your clothes off for me," He moaned, with a smirk on his face.

In the shadows, you stood up from the bed, taking his clockwork orange shirt off your body, covering your chest with your arms, turning around to take your little silk pink shorts off, leaving you only in some small knickers, you bend over, arching your back, swaying your hips, and giving yourself a little smack on your ass, you heard a moan come out of his mouth, you turned around, his hand inside his trousers stroking himself vigorously.

"Jesus... you're soaked, what were you thinkin'?" He said with a smudge smile on his face, you hummed as you turned, running your hands down your body, kneading your breasts.

"I was just dreaming"

"'Bout what?"

"About you... I'm not sure if it was a nightmare or the most frightening dream I've had, but I loved it, you hunt me down every single night, and I can't help but love it even if it scares me" You answered.

"Are you scared of me?" He asked, God only knows what he was thinking, the idea of you being afraid of him had him so aroused, he loved he had that power over you, that power to make your bones shake, and your eyes to be too frightened to look at his face.

"Should I?"

"You should be scared of the things I'll do to you when I see you if you keep teasing me like that... moving the way you move, you're gonna suffer, and you'll love it" You smiled at him, "Taste yourself," He said, "I wanna see you, put your fingers inside your mouth" He sighed, your hand creeps inside your underwear, your hand going in light circles on your clit, and you dipped your fingers inside you, taking them out of you, placing them inside your mouth as you hummed, "You filthy whore, I swear when I see you, your legs won't work for days, I'll make you take it until you can't anymore, even if you beg, look at how hard you've got me... this is all your fault," He took his dick out of his grey pants, you could see the shadow if his bulge, but the size, his tip was swollen, precum leaking out of his tip, "Lay on the bed and open your legs"

You were more than ready to finish now, you wanted it so badly, "Walk me thru it please baby" Laying down on the bed you slide down your panties kicking them to the floor, your back against the headboard, legs opened, he groans from the bottom of his throat.

"Christ... you're all ready for me doll, just fuckin' soaked all over, tell me more about that dream of yours, what was I doin'?" He strokes himself faster, gathering his precum and rubbing it up and down his dick, his eyes heavy with lust, chest raising up and down deeply.

"You were teasing me, just like you always do" You chuckled, "And you were fuckin' me just as good, going all in... deep inside me, if only you were here," You whimper as you dip your fingers inside your cunt, "And you could touch me... you would feel how wet I am, taste how sweet it is" Your fingers came inside your mouth.

"Oh, babe... you look so dirty like that, I can't quit you... you have me down on my knees, I just want to be there, and make all of your filthy little dreams come true" The saddest part was that he was only one hour away from you, the timing wasn't right, you did everything in your power to go but you couldn't.

"You are my dream come true Alex, I love you," You said dearly, you never had felt so in love with someone, someone that actually would give everything up just to be there, that was Alex, never in your life could you think you would ever meet someone like him, he was a man of his promise, this was no ordinary love.

"And I love you too doll, I swear I wouldn't just be fucking you, I'll be makin' love to you when I see you, now get those fingers deep inside you... you know just the way I do it" You nodded as he told you to, pushing your fingers inside you all the way in, you let out a breathy moan as you watched him jerk off to you, you gathered all your wetness and rocked yourself into your own hands, grinding your hips against them, "That's it babe... just like that, keep going, I swear... I can feel how tight you must be right now, my cock would slip inside you so easily," You moaned louder as you were coming closer, his hand speeding up at your same pace.

"I need you... every inch of it inside me," You were like the dirtiest movie he's seen, the most skin-crawling song, sweet melody, dripping in sin, "I'm so close..." You gasped as your legs trembled, but not just like Alex made them shake.

"Come with me, babe," Just a few more flicks on it, and you watched him open-mouthed, legs spread open, red-chested, covered in a few drops of sweat, stroking his cock with angst, picturing it was your hand instead of his, watching your fingers reach deep inside you for that spot, the pleasure washed over you but it wasn't enough, and he felt the same, you watched how he came on his hand with his lip caught on his bottom teeth, some dripping on his stomach, "Oh fuck" He sighed, "I miss you so much, my darlin'... you made a mess" He smiles at your fingers covered in your arousal.

"I miss you more" You stated grabbing your phone, you focused on your flushed cheeks, and he giggled at how cute they made you look, "I'm gonna clean myself up before bed, wanna take a quick nap with me?" He only had a few hours to spare, he had to recover his sleep otherwise he would be annoyed for the rest of the day, he nodded, also picking himself up from the couch, washing his hands with you, and taking the rest of his clothes off.

You got back from the bathroom picking his shirt up from the floor, "No, keep it off," He insisted, "Go to bed, love, I'm waiting for you" He joked, his smile turning quickly backwards, and bittersweet, "I love you, I promise the moment I can get a time out, I'll fly home, ok?" You nodded, your eyes feeling heavy, as you relaxed, and your heartbeat slowed down, "Sweet dreams, angel" He whispered, but this was far from over.

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The rest of the week you slept like a baby until another fright night came to life again, your vision was blurry, you were in your room like usual, and you could feel someone was observing you from the door, but you couldn't wake up from it, the cold wind blew the curtains, there was a shadow, and it whispered to you, it calmed you down, made you feel at ease.

He watched you fall asleep on your side, your head laying slowly against the pillows, your body covered in just his shirt, a lazy grey pantie, and warm socks, he observes you, and just wants to touch you, he made a promise with you to see you as soon as he had a time off, and he would make all your dreams become true. It was around 3 in the morning when he arrived in LA, he came at that time to fulfill all of your fantasies, he took his shirt off, and his jeans were thrown to a corner of the bed, he hovered you over, his fingers caressed your peachy skin, and his body was covered by the blankets, his lips leaving a few kisses on your inner thigh, you gasped but didn't wake up, he wanted to see your reactions, you thought this was really a dream, but it was too good to be true. You twisted on the sheets as he took your panties off, his cold hands holding your hips down, he hummed at just thinking he finally got to be between your beautiful legs again, his tongue tested the waters, you were more than ready for him, he sucked your clit harshly, his tongue licking your wet walls, your hips bucked forward closing your legs around his head, your fingers creeping into his hair, he smiled at your reaction, pressing his tongue down on your clit, you gasped, and little by little you began to get conscious about your surroundings.

Slowly you began to process what was going on, you were scared to feel the same fear as you did when the nightmares began until this time, he was actually there, smiling at you, with his head stuck between your thighs, "What-" He shut your mouth with his hand, while with the other he chocked you in place, he saw the fear in your eyes, and he smiled at it.

"I told you I'm a man of my word, babe," He whispered to you, "I told you once... you should be scared of the things I'll do to you when I see you" He runs his hands thru your silky hair just the way you like it, his hands clamped on your hips, he slowly parts your legs, closing them around his hips, he was in great need to be inside you, he gasped when he felt the familiar warmth, and wetness of your pussy, your walls gripping him inside, to keep him there, your chest rises and falls quickly, your upper back arches, and he smiles at you burying his lips on the crook of your neck, leaving wet kisses, you whimpered to his ear, as he sucks and bites on your skin, leaving terrible bruises on it.

You whispered dazedly, "Please... take me, I'm yours" He bucked his hips forward, letting every inch be buried deep inside you, he thrusts back until the tip and goes inside you again slowly, he wanted to enjoy every moment of it, his hand ran down the middle of your chest, slowly pressing down on your lower stomach, kissing your warm lips, your fingernails digging onto his back, his shadow envelopes yours and the cold breeze covers your skin in goosebumps, your fingers dig into his hair, feeling his soft strands fall into his forehead, his jaw clenched, and his lips tasted like fresh mint, "Baby... slow down" You beg, and he listens speed up, his hips grinding harder, "Alex, please... I'm gonna-" You whimpered the friction feels so yummy, finally, that dull space was filled up to the top with his throbbing dick, you didn't want to finish right away, you wanted to enjoy it but he caught you by surprise, and he was fucking you so good, it was too good to control yourself. 

He lifts your leg up, thrusting deeper inside you, "Shut the fuck up" He covered your mouth with his hand, and you dug your nails scratching his knuckles, your walls contract around his pulsing dick, and he gasps feeling you come around his cock, he chuckles deep, and groans burying all of himself inside you, "Get on all fours..."

"I- Alex... I can't" You whimper coming down from your high, his face turned blank when he heard you say you couldn't handle more, he hadn't come all the way to LA to hear that, he was there to make your skin shiver, and your heart to speed, and your mouth to scream. 

"You can, and you will" He flipped you over, arching your back, pulling you up from the hips, and entering you slowly with a hiss, he never felt you get this wetter, even if you asked him to slow down, truly that's not what you wanted, he knew how much your body could stand, and it was stronger than it seemed.

"Alex... please I'm-" He pulled you back by the hair, inching close to your ear.

"Yes you will, and if you can't I'll make you" Your face pressed up against the pillows as he kept fucking you like an animal, he was wild, and he was too rough, but you loved it, feeling the temperature of the room getting hotter, your body was dripping in a cold sweat as you heard his groans, and moaning, he gave you a hot smack on your ass, you moaned loudly when he did, it was just all too good.

You whimpered when your hips joined in to drive his dick inside you, his eyes rolling back from the pleasure, completely losing himself, "I'm gonna-" He groaned pushing himself thru his sleep to make you finish just as good, your pupils dilated when he hit the spot that made shivers crawl up your spine, and he whispers your name over and over again until it echos in your brain, you both ended tired, covered by each other's release but satisfied, he hugs your body into his, your naked skin was soft like the petals of a rose, your cheeks flushed dark crimson, and your pouty lips were plump from the kissing, he breathes heavily trying to compose himself but with such a sight on top of him it was nearly impossible, you made his heart go faster than a race car, his mind doesn't lack inspiration when he sees your face, but his mouth runs out of words.

A/N

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[should-know-better]

Look at them side stage at Glastonbury. Happy times 😍

Found on Pinterest, so no source I’m afraid.

[danishphoner]

when you approach your bandmate for a normal blokey forehead touch during the in my room outro but instead he has the audacity of lowering his head strategically exposing the entirety of his neck (and nape) and you give in to the temptation of burying and rubbing your whole face on it for a few good seconds and after that he lifts his face and intentionally rubs his nose and lips on yours in response. what the hell was that

[i-m-a-leaf-on-the-wind]

Standing Next To Me - The Catalyst, Santa Cruz [18-04-2016]

[daddy-long-legssss]

there's a set of rickety stars in-between my heart and my head

[allbornscreaming]

Two years have gone now, but I... +

[subtle-as-an-earthquake]

"Well, we were kissing, it was secret..."

[darinsa]

that photo

[kathexoo]

if “they both reached for the gun” was a BBC teaser for a show

Spring 2016

[tlsp13]

He wants that cookie so effing bad" kinda photo

[carefulignorantghost]

Alex Turner wearing the same striped blue shirt in 2007, 2009, and 2016.

[mothlingmeg]

i’m going back to 505

[danishphoner]

these dramatic sillies really decided to create a title track performance starring the perpetual theatre kid as a slutty juliet in a cavaliers jersey blowing the softest kiss to an infatuated romeo in an elegant kimono that wouldn't avert his gaze from her for anything contained in that venue amidst a majestic chiaroscuro effect that transcended all the aspects of baroque art. fucking cleveland

[i-m-a-leaf-on-the-wind]

Miracle Aligner - De Montfort Hall, England [31-05-2016]