Thepolice Stories

Behold, my very first blog and third book. I'd post all the random stuff I see at the internet and my head whether you like it or not. Mainly music and other related things. (Ongoing) (Some wearing involved, uncensored)

Just a bunch of imaginary scenarios that revolve around the point of view of the reader and their experiences with one of the most awesome drummers in rock history, Stewart Copeland. This is just a bunch of experimental stories, please don't expect them to be masterpieces.

hello and welcome to my book of andy summers stories! andy has helped me through a lot and i love him a lot, and i'm a little sad to see practically no stories on here about him, so i'm writing my own! i hope you enjoy! - requests currently closed.

MY FAV SONGS

This a tribute to the English band The Police. It will feature a short story developed with the titles of its more successful songs.

The shrill sound of the alarm clock was no match for the booming voice that followed. "Y/N! Get up, you're going to be late!" Her mum's voice echoed through the house, cutting through the morning silence like a knife. Y/N groaned and pulled the covers over her head, trying to block out the noise. But her mum was relentless. "I mean it, young lady! You can't afford to miss another class!" Footsteps pounded up the stairs, and within seconds, her bedroom door flew open. Her mum stood in the doorway, hands on her hips, her face a mix of frustration and concern. "Do you want to fail out of college? Because that's where you're headed if you don't get up right now!" Y/N peeked out from under the covers, her eyes barely open. "Five more minutes," she mumbled, but her mum was having none of it. "No more minutes! Get up, get dressed, and get moving!" Her mum's voice softened slightly, but the urgency remained. "I know it's tough, but you have to push through. Now, up!" With a resigned sigh, Y/N threw off the covers and swung her legs over the side of the bed. Her mum gave a satisfied nod before turning to leave. "Breakfast is on the table. Don't dawdle." As the door closed behind her, Y/N rubbed her eyes and stretched, the remnants of sleep slowly fading away. Another day, another battle with the alarm clock-and her mum.

"i love her more than i can explain; i feel i always will." - andy "he's my whole world, i love him so much." - teagan - in which an ordinary girl and an insanely popular guitarist fall in love

❝ i look around, but it's you i can't replace. ❞ ↳ every breath you take; the police - ⌞ i knew better. i shouldn't have been falling for steve randle. not him, not 𝘢𝘯𝘺 guy. ⌝ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, a rocky, tough relationship between the two troubled boys, known as sodapop curtis, and mr. tough guy, steve randle. no matter the circumstances they're under, will they realize their feelings? will they truly, ever be able to live in peace though? for every breath they take, sodapop , and a seemingly unlikely steve hope so. #1 in thepolice - complete & fastly paced ( I do not own any of these characters. )

A Rock n Roll blog?! Wattpad has kinda died down... so I decided to go back to what I used to do.. So basically this will include: -Rants -rating -weirdo stories? I dunno, It'll be a trip -JAM

A 21st century girl falls in love with a famous 80s rockstar. Join them, on a journey, of love, mayhem, and madness.

There's little out there for the Police so I thought I might as well give it ago and write my own. Feel free to request or suggest some ideas for me to write.

"Every breath you take... I'll be watching you..."

Shawn is a barista who loved music from the 80s. He wanted to share it, and people indeed loved it. "People" felt mesmerized and thunderstruck by it. It can decide the future of his realm.

boredom got to me, so I'm opening requests for 80s bands imagines. feel free to ask anything, but nothing too smutty or bold. I'm an innocent teenager ya know ;)

Short stories set in the 80s, maybe some 70s too Mainly The Police (Stewart Copeland bc he's the loml) and Duran Duran because they're my faves Feel free to request warning: some of these contain smut

i finally was inspired enough to create a book for them :/ info: this is basically a book of imagines of sting and stewart copeland, meant to be x reader. i thought i'd just make a separate book for them, since i have to keep an entire book dedicated to andy summers, but, i finally caved and didn't want to leave the others out. - requests currently closed.

just quotes i find on tumblr that apply to these three blonde smartasses. these are literally so dumb but idk where else to post them

the story of a teenage girl, named Cali, going through school with the wrong side of things. She has to have help from her friends, Sally and Frederick. No one knows but them of her home life, so when she goes missing they are the first people to be questioned. what happens in the story No one knows.