LADIEEEEESSSS

LADIEEEEESSSS

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AHHH okay so this is my first Alex Turner one ever, and it’s gonna be multi part so I’ll try to be consistent with updates :)

Warnings: cursing, an unhealthy relationship, fear ig

All of the songs mentioned are by the Arctic Monkeys! 🥶 🙈

Enjoy!

The Arctic Monkeys are your favorite band. How could the way not be? Their music is amazing and the band members themselves seem to be pretty cool. 

Your boyfriend, the wonderful and amazing man that he is, bought the two of you tickets. It had been about two months since he presented the tickets to you, and he… hadn’t really talked to you as much since then-but it’s okay because you’re going to an Arctic Monkeys concert with him! Everything will go back to normal after it, things like that happen a lot in relationships, right?

You go into your bathroom to finish up your makeup, it looked good too. Your signature style, and a dark red matte lipstick. 

“Y/n!” James called from the living room “We should leave like right now if you don’t want to be late!”

“Okay I’m coming James just one sec! I’ll meet you in the car” You quickly grab your purse, your favorite pair of shoes, and the closest pair of socks. 

The car ride there is short, but nice because it had been a while since you were alone with your boyfriend, maybe months. 

“Oh shit I grabbed the wrong socks” you hold up the pair of knee socks that you accidentally grabbed, instead of the ankle length socks you were going for. You slide them on and try to bunch them up around your ankles. 

“What’s the big deal? They’re just socks” James briefly takes his eyes off of the road to glance at you. 

“Yeah but they look weird all bunched up, I’m gonna have to pull them up.” You sigh and pull the socks up to your knees “It doesn’t even work that well with my outfit!” 

“Whatever y/n, it’s just a stupid outfit stop whining” James stares straight ahead, and doesn’t see how your face falls. 

“Yeah you’re right- I was just kidding it doesn’t really matter” 

The parking lot is packed, and it takes almost ten minutes to find a parking spot. It’s a good thing you left early though, or you would’ve missed the start of the concert. 

Your boyfriend got you floor tickets, so you both were very close to the stage, almost front and center! As you found your spots your boyfriend was silent, even more so than usual. “I’m so excited babe! Thank you so much for doing this for me!” You lean over to kiss his cheek but he quickly turns away to the stage. “Look they’re coming out now- pay attention”

Again your face falls as your boyfriend responds curtly, but he’s right- they’re coming onto the stage! 

Alex Turner, the lead singer, introduces himself and the rest of the band. Then they kick off the show with the song ‘Fluorescent Adolescent’. As the show continues you dance and scream to the music, having the time of your life. The starting notes of ‘Pretty Visitors’ start to play and the crowd goes wild, you especially. As they reach the chorus you nudge your boyfriend, “Come on babe, dance with me!” He looks around, then back  at you with a very frustrated look, “No! I don’t want with dance you! Why can’t you just be grateful that I got you tickets, and stop trying to make me look like a fool!” 

“All you have to do is wave your arms James! Come on it’s fun!” You shout over the loud music, and grab his arm trying to pull him closer. 

“I said no!” He yells at you, and shrugs your arm off, then he stomps off.

For the third time that day, your face fell. 

“All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms and cast, the shadow of a snake pit on the wall” 

Screw this, I came here to have fun

You throw your whole heart and soul into dancing, and you keep dancing until you realize that the song has ended. 

Little did you know, Alex had seen the whole thing happen. He’d noticed you as your boyfriend had shrugged you off then stomped away. He saw your face fall, and then he saw you go back to dancing, an almost wild look in your eyes. How could he do that though? She’s so pretty and it seems like she just cares, what is his problem?

An idea comes into his mind, and before he can stop himself he leans into the microphone and smiles. “For all those fellas out there who were just too cool to wave their arms during the Pretty Visitors chorus, this one’s for your girlfriend. LADIES!” 

With that he starts the song ‘I Bet You Look Good On The Dancefloor’

Maybe you’re just delusional but you could’ve sworn Alex-Alex freaking Turner- made direct eye contact with you for almost that whole song 

“Stop making the eyes at me, I’ll stop making the eyes at you”

No I’m just delusional- there’s no way he’s singing to me.

“And your shoulders are frozen,

As cold as the night!

Oh but you’re an explosion, 

You’re dynamite!” 

As he sings this Alex points at…you?

He doesn’t know what compels him to do so, all he knows is that he did. 

Holy shit did he just- I think he did! 

You do the first thing that comes to mind, and scream like a crazy fangirl. You throw your hands up in the air and just continue to have the time of your life. Just before the song is over, you get a text from your boyfriend 

James: I’m at the back of the room, and I’m leaving the second it’s over so you better hurry your ass up.

Y/n: 👍

What is his problem?

James: I’m leaving right now actually so if you want a ride home you better get your ass back here. 

You glance down at your phone and quickly look up and around to try and see your boyfriend. 

Y/n: Can we please stay just until the end?

James reads the text but doesn’t respond. You wait out until the song is over, then you look down at your phone again and sigh. Reluctantly, you push through the crowd to get to the back of the room to your boyfriend, but he’s not there. 

He wouldn’t have left me right? 

You run out to the parking lot and over to where you had parked only to find that your parking space was empty.

He left.

Just to make sure, you check his locations on your shared app and, yep he was already almost home. 

You think about calling him but then decide against it because at this point something is wrong with him and it could only end badly.  Wiping away tears that threatened to fall from your eyes, you head back inside, knowing full well that it’s safer in there than outside. 

Alex had seen you disappear into the crowd, and for some reason it bothered him that he couldn’t see you anymore. He quickly checked with his band mates to see if they could move a song up on the setlist. 

You shove your way back to through the crowd, earning many glares and even a “Watch it!”

The starting notes of ‘No. 1 Party Anthem’ come on and Alex searched the crowd for you as he started singing. 

“So you’re on the prowl wondering whether, she left already or not” 

You smile as one of your favorite songs comes on and find yourself near the edge of the stage once more. Your phone buzzes in your pocket and you pull it out to see a message from James lighting up your screen. 

James: you took too long and I’m already home. Get an Uber. 

You stare at your phone for a moment before shutting it off. Fighting back more tears you sigh and close your eyes, looking upward and swaying to the music.

The light of your phone in the dimly lit room catches Alex’s eye as he’s scanning the crowd. And he watches you close your eyes and sway with the music. You look sad, and he doesn’t know why but it makes him sad. The man you were with earlier, your boyfriend he’d assumed, had disappeared and he wondered if the two were related. 

As the concert drew to a close, panic began to set it for you. 

How the hell are you supposed to get home? 

Not only could you not afford an Uber at the moment, as your boyfriend well knew, but too many bad things had happened to friends who had taken Ubers at such a late time, and you were very cautious. It was midnight after all. 

The concert had ended and the last of the crowd shuffled out the doors. After about twenty minutes of you sitting on the floor by the stage, you were ushered out by a kind employee, you looked around and realized that you were the last person left.

The house lights were on and the room looked much smaller than it had when it was dark and jam packed with people. You made your way outside and sat on the curb, trying to make a plan, your pepper spray at the ready just in case. At this point it had almost been an hour since the concert had ended, and the parking lot was completely empty by now, not to mention kind of creepy.

To your horror a car pulls up and you grip your pepper spray tightly. Behind you, the door opens up and you quickly turn around to try and see who it could be. A group of men walks out and you try to make out their faces in the dim lighting provided by the scattered streetlights, but can’t see them until they’re up close. 

Oh my gosh I’m going to die.

Your mind automatically searches for an escape route in case things go the way they’re looking right now. But then, almost all your fear dissipates as the group gets close enough to see who they are. 

It’s the Arctic Monkeys

hi there! i literally just came across your blog and i really like your vibes 😊 can you pls say/confirm that if this is a mdni blog? i always respect that since many creators on here do that, so that's why i ask.

(i'm sorry if my english is bad, it's not my first language. hope you have a great day <3)

Hi!!! Thanks so much!

um I won’t ever write any smut or stuff but I do use curse words, violence, and drinking mentioned. As well as some spicy stuff but again nothing smutty. honestly it’s just viewer discretion not necessarily mdni

thanks for the question, have a great day!

💜💜💜💜

IM OBSESSED

album and single covers made by me

the car one was the first try, so its a bit more... bad looking than the others but i think it looks good if you look from afar 🥲. and on the last high cover, i tried to make it look like diwk's single cover like plain black bg and the same font etc. idk some of them look nice i like miles and 1989 one a lot and white ttpd cover. (frame and filter creds for first one: 4k_taylorr on twitter)

also if you aren’t american then what right have you to tell americans what our duty is?

you don’t live here and you don’t vote for our president

I'm not even American but I need to vent.

I assure you Americans that elections and politics suck worldwide, and not just for you. Save from a few cases here and there, candidates are always either too old, too shady, or just too stupid.

But more than candidates, you are voting for their policies.

It's your duty to vote for the better or just the lesser evil policy among them.

The "two sides are equally awful" is seldom true and it's just a lie to excuse passivity.

You have a duty for your marginalized folks and yourself to make your society better or at least stop it from getting worse.

Biden has quite a interesting history of progressive policies done, while Donald Trump is just a convicted fellow, darling of white supremacy, and the god of religious freaks.

There's no place on Earth where these candidates are the same.

Even if your hate Biden based on his softness with the current Far-right government of Israel, Trump is cherished by Israel far-right, is deeply Islamophobic, and even use Palestinian as an insult. He will be even worse for Palestine.

You have to vote, you have to exercise your civic duties. The two parties aren't the same and saying that is just an excuse for passivity.

It won't fix the world I assure you. There will still be things to be one. You still will have to protest, to get involve with politics, to help good policy be made and set in motion. But just voting is the first, and most important step for it.

@ariel-seagull-wings @mask131 @thealmightyemprex @the-blue-fairie @princesssarisa

I’m incredibly disappointed in the open disrespect shown towards Christianity from that Last Supper skit the Olympics pulled. like the LGBTQ community makes fun of Christians and shames them even tho our religions don’t rlly give a shit and then they go and praise the Islamic religion that literally burns and kills anybody in their community

actually really shitty and no this does not make me a bigot or a homophobic asshole

Yo where tf my uber driver taking me