#dublin night one

[alexturner2005]

Arctic Monkeys in Ireland, October 2023 By Aaron Parsons

[leaawrites]

Late Night Talking

Ryan McMahon x fem!reader

Summary: a childhood crush finally developes into love.

Warnings: none

This is part one of three.

Part 2, Part 3, Masterlist

You could see your breath when walking through the cold night in Dublin.

At least that’s what Y/n and Ryan noticed when walking home from band practice. Y/n wasn’t part of the band. Though she enjoyed music, there was little musical talent behind her knowledge of it, beside song-writing. It has always been what connected them. Especially her and Eli, seeing that they were the main writers on the lads songs. Spending nights between words on scribbled papers while the others were sound asleep made them become closer.

Laughing and arguing for hours on end felt comfortable with Eli for her. Though she couldn’t ignore the little voice that would always remind her how she deeply wanted it to be someone else she got to spent so much time with. The boy walking next to her. With his hands stuffed in his jeans jacket and his eyes focused on the road ahead, Y/n couldn’t ignore how her chest tightened and she wanted to smile at the mere thought of him.

Little did she know that the boy was debating whether or not to confront her about her feelings. Not for him, but for Eli. It made him feel scared, knowing that his best friend might like the same girl as him, and had better chances as well. It was a horrible feeling forming in his stomach, when he woke up from their laughter and seeing them huddled close together over a paper. He would watch as she stared at Eli with a sort of admiration he couldn’t quite place and how Eli would look at her while he played guitar. It was like in those moments, no one else existed beside them and he hated it.

The cold air hit her as a car drove by and made her shiver. Ryan, who was quietly watching her the whole walk home, noticed the girls cold state.

“Here,” he said, taking his jacket from his body and offering it to her. “Take it.”

This was his chance to make her notice him.

“Are you sure? Won’t you be cold?” She asked, still she took the jacket from him and snuggled a little closer to the fabric.

“I’m fine,” he assured her, shrugging as if nothing about the cold bothered him.

They continued walking in silence, no one said what was on their mind that night.

“That is mine.” The girl stopped in front of a house just two streets away from Ryan’s own home.

“Okay,” he said, “I’ll see you tomorrow?”

“Yeah, see you tomorrow.”

She kept the jacket until the next day. When she came with it on, all eyes were on her. The lads knew who that jacket belonged to and when she offered it back to Ryan in a quiet moment when the boys were busy being idiots once again, he said, “keep it. Might need it again.”

So she kept it.

[lalaballa]

The title track from Miles Kane’s fifth studio album seems to express a sense of dedication and commitment from Miles towards another. The lyrics suggest a strong desire to provide support and light in someone’s life, even when feeling like they’ve lost everything. Miles seems as a sole performer, a “one-man band,” willing to go to great lengths to bring brightness and positivity into the other person’s life, symbolized by singing about brighter days and keeping the darkness away. There’s a theme of loneliness mixed with determination and a plea for recognition, asking to be heard and acknowledged for the effort put into being there for someone else (source: genius, one man band lyrics)

gifs by drinkingbitterboy / mushroomseb

[lovemkx]

Alex saying (again) “Let’s hear it for Miles Kane.. wonderful” before playing “Fluorescent adolescent” in Dublin night 2, Ireland - 17.10.2023

(via)

[thatguygeorge]

Hope everyone has a safe and happy New Year’s Eve! I’ll be getting baked and playing games all night lol if you see this and wanna take a hit go for it!

[niallthebadboi]

Never recovering from my shows in Dublin😭😭😭

[myhughniverse]

Kylie Minogue & The Blessed Madonna - via social media - “There are moments when you feel a new energy coming—when you’re on the edge of something wonderful. We both felt that last night. Dublin, you were the perfect place to share Edge Of Saturday Night live for the first time. And having Raye there who co-wrote the track was a full circle moment. Thank you all for joining us 🩷The Blessed Minogue”

[cuzherboyfriendistherockandroll]

POV you took far too many pictures at the eras tour and now you don’t know what to do with them so you’re putting them on tumblr part 1

lover era

fearless era

red era

[noctilionoidea]

it was so hard being in Galway during the international arts festival and having to watch how much I’m spending. Theres so much awesome work all over but I’ve “already made extravagant purchases on this vacation” and am “going off to college really soon so I need to save money”. Bleh

Still obviously I wasn’t getting anything unless I really wanted it I’m not a fool

[alexturner2005]

Arctic Monkeys @ 3Arena, Dublin 19th Oct. 2023, By paulinarivera9

[leaawrites]

Late night talking pt. 3

Ryan McMahon x fem!reader

Summary: a final confession to make all questions go away.

Warnings: fluff, slightly suggestive, swearing, this is in celebfation of a new music teaser (i'm so excited, holy shit),

Wordcount: 1.2k

Part 1, Part 2, Masterlist,

Laying in bed, all alone now, was what she had feared would happen sooner or later. They both knew that something will change between them now after their conversation, but how drastic would it be? How much would it be that they had to adjust to?

They got home 10 minutes after leaving the packed house. Y/n threw her keys to the side and put her jacket on the hanger, a jacket which originally belonged to Ryan. She stole it after a long band practice where he walked her home.

He noticed it, of course he noticed it. He did every time he saw it on her. Whether it be in real life or on her insta story. But he never mentioned it, never said anything about wanting it back. So, naturally, she kept it.

Throwing himself on her couch, Ryan groaned, tiredness filling his every vein and part of his body and making his eyelids feel heavier with every second passing.

“Do you have something to eat?” He asked, looking at her with puppy eyes while she only laughed.

“Sure, what do you wanna have?” She asked back, already giving him the TV remote because she knew he would ask for it as soon as he had something to eat.

“You know me so well,” he praised, catching the remote as she threw it his way. “I take whatever you have.”

“Some might think I have caught a stray or something when I met you,” she joked, pulling something from the fridge she knew he would eat.

“At least I’m a cute one,” he said, smiling at her sweetly as she put the food down in front of him.

“Of course you are.” Patting his head, she pouted at him in a sarcastic manner. Her lip corners pulling itself down like they were forced to it by gravity.

Before she disappeared into her bedroom she called out to him, “I’m going to bed, just take the blanket and pillow from the wardrobe and go to sleep whenever.”

Ryan mumbled a quick, “Alright," before being fully caught up by the program he watched and falling into his own little world. Drowning out whatever happened a meter away from the sofa.

Closing the door behind her, Y/n exhaled deeply, trying to figure out what just happened. His mother wanted them to marry and he was comfortable with it? What the hell was that supposed to mean? Was he comfortable with marrying or marrying her? She didn’t know.

The morning after would be the better occasion to talk about it, she decided. Tonight was for sleeping the stress away, avoiding the already approaching headache she felt building up in her skull.

Maybe she didn’t need to wait for the sun to rise to see the truth. Maybe it was bright enough to see in the dark.

5 minutes after laying in bed, the TV turned off. Y/n heard Ryan putting the dishes in the sink before going into the guest room she had. That’s where his clothes were. God, why did it sound like they were living together? She had clothes for all of the boys when they needed to stay over. She had clothes for her girlfriends when they had to stay over. So why did it feel so different now when she thought about it, with Ryan in her apartment?

She thought, maybe she didn’t close the door correctly and now wind made it open. But then she saw a figure standing in the doorway.

“Can I come in?” Ryan asked. He sounded like a helpless child who just woke from a bad dream. Searching for shelter in her bed.

“Sure,” she said, sitting up and letting him settle under her sheets before she laid down again.

They laid face to face, watching the other with the help of the moon shining through the thin curtains of her room.

“I’m sorry,” he started, making Y/n’s eyebrows furrow in confusion. “About what I said earlier.”

“It’s alright,” she tried to make him more comfortable.

“No, it’s not. I shouldn’t have let my feelings talk,” he explained further, making her only more confused.

“You let your feelings talk?”

Was there really a chance?

“Shit, I talk too much,” he said, putting his hands over his eyes as if what would make him disappear. “I should go,” he decided, sitting up and beginning to shuffle out from under her warm blanket.

She wanted to say something, she really did. She just didn’t know what. So, she took his hand in hers as he stood up. Pulling his body towards her, Ryan fell forward just catching himself as they were face to face. His hands on either side of her body.

“What do you mean when you said, you let your feelings talk? I don't want poor excuses either, I want the truth, Ryan.”

His eyes traveled down her body, as she was so close to him. It was only ever a wish - a dream he never thought he was able to achieve. But here she was, drowning in his eyes, wishing for him to be truthful. So he was.

“I like you,” he said, keeping his voice low and calm like this wasn’t eating him up from the inside. Like his whole body wasn’t telling him to resist the rapid beating of his heart. “I have now for a long time and I will for a long time. So if you tell me to fuck off, I will avoid you at all cost.”

“Fuck you for not telling me sooner,” she told him. “Since when?”

“Does it matter?” He didn’t wanna elaborate, not when he didn’t know if she at least felt a tiny bit of what he felt towards her.

“Yes.” It didn’t. Not in particular. She just wanted to know.

“Firstly, I want you to answer me,” he tried to compromise first. He knew she was too curious to let him leave without an answer to her question.

She let her eyes trail over his face, every feature she knew all too well. It was all what she loved. It was him. Purely and solely him.

Catching his lips in a kiss was her answer. If it wasn’t a song, or poem or story, she wasn’t good with words. Never had been. Only the ink on paper made her confess.

His hand moved up to her cheek, gracing his fingers down her skin. He knelled in front of her. His mind going wild.

Pulling away, she tried catching her breath before talking. “Is that enough of an answer?”

“No.”

The answer left her dumbfounded.

“What? Do you want me to fuck you to prove it?” She asked making him chuckle.

“Say it,” he told her. “I know how much you hate to speak about it, but say it. Please.”

“I like you too. I really do.”

Ryan broke out into a huge grin, tackling her body down with his, he began placing a million kisses all over her face, making her laugh.

Pulling his face up and making him stop - though she enjoyed the attention and loving very much - she still hadn’t had an answer.

“Since when?”

“Since I saw you for the first time.”

[lovemkx]

Dublin Last night! What a week what a honour IRELAND I LOVE YA X MK X

(via: MilesKaneMusic)

[nicoscheer]

17 Oct '23

3Arena

Dublin, Republic of Ireland

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Miles during the monkeys gig this pic is from 505 where Alex kept on looking over

He was literally pointing up at the mirrorball at looking up at it for like a solid 10 seconds after come closer

Don’t forget who you are it was so magical (also that turtle plushie behind him 🫠🫠)

Alright crazy things that happened (the ones I can currently recall and in now specific order):

-Nathan dropping his pick and Miles laughing at him

- Liam’s drum kit wasn’t fixed up correctly so his hi hat (I think) like turner 90 degrees and a stage hand had to rush and try and fix it during a song and before the next one miles just jammed out a bit and improvised to give the guy more time to properly fix it

-Miles pointing and looking up at the mirrorball for like solid 10 seconds after come closer

- seeing those chairs and music stands in the back knowing we’re gonna get strings

-after singing the last line of fluorescent adolescent “remember when you used to be a rascal” and then fucking pointing and staring at Miles who was standing to the left side of the stage (which also explains why Alex was suddenly so fond of the left side (also during I wanna be yours I sometimes had to play find Alex cause he was just casually chilling at the very edge of the left stage side like mate at this point just walk down to him )instead of right as usual to jam with Jamie right where the stairs led up to the stage so he was the first one to greet the guys once they went off before the encore and after the show(to smother Alex in a big hug))and watched their set and asking “do you remember?” Before himself answering like 2 seconds latter with “I remember” but like in such a small sad voice that it nearly broke me

Like here’s the entire performance you can hear and see it at 3:13 (I’ve only got the little I remember snippet cause I was screaming my head off)

- when Alex said “let’s hear it for Miles Kane” (some say he said wonderful after we screamed our throat raw) somewhere three quarters through the set we all exploded before realizing he was just thanking him for opening and then played fluorescent adolescent where at the end (check point above) he asked miles if he remembered when he used to be a rascal (and like the fact that Miles was in the band the rascal and Alex wrote Fluorescent with his ex Johanna Bennett around the time when him and Miles started becoming close friends)

- during body paint not Alex singing “and if you’re thinking of me I’m probably thinking of you” while adamantly pointing towards Miles

- I didn’t think it possible to get I wanna be yours x star treatment cause they did it the night before In Belfast but when that little shit said “I don’t wanna be hers I wanna be yours” I certainly lost my shit

-experiencing 505 with the mirrorball and strings

I wanna be yours x star treatment

Body paint

There’d better be a mirrorball

Why’d you only call me when you’re high

Teddy picker ; Alex said teddy is back before the song 🫶🏽🫶🏽🥹

Coup de grace

Never taking me alive

Body paint

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Blurry Miles in Dublin

[bobfloydssunnies]

thank you for tagging me @callsign-fangirl I had fun making this!

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[myhughniverse]

Kylie Minogue & The Blessed Madonna - via social media - "There are moments when you feel a new energy coming—when you’re on the edge of something wonderful. We both felt that last night. Dublin, you were the perfect place to share Edge Of Saturday Night live for the first time. And having Raye there who co-wrote the track was a full circle moment. Thank you all for joining us 🩷The Blessed Minogue"

[dragestil]

“treehouse” by caoi de barra