Thestrokes Stories

Maeve knows better than this, surely. She knows better than to stay on the path his gaze will follow. She knows better than to let him get under her skin. But Maeve is a masochist. Or is it sadist? She always gets the two mixed up. follow me on tumblr (fuckit-thestrokes) for more interaction and such :3

𝙽𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚅𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒 𝚒𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝙽𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖? 𝙸𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚘𝚞𝚝? 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛?

❝ don't you want the rocket to rock out? there's a room for us both to fly. ❞ ---- valerie casablancas was terrified of love and elijah hewson wanted to love her until the earth shattered. ---- elijah hewson x fem!oc inhaler set in 2024

"New York Times Bestseller." -New York Times "Had me in tears." -John Green A New York Times Bestseller !!

first fic evaaaaaa !! have fun ! ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Fabrizio Moretti

we going ✈️ bogota

A girl named Miki recently moved to Paris to go to her university of her dreams, American University of Paris. Daydreaming about studying the beauty of cinema, understanding film and more about living the life just creating movies... and music. She finally gets to live in the city she's always dreamt about! Everything goes all and well until she sees a miserable boy her age. this is my first book ever and ive had this idea flying in my mind for bit! got no schedule no plans on this boook everything is a brain dump :P

un fakegram

This is just kind of a gallery of images of Julian Casablancas (The Strokes), Paul Banks (Interpol) Damon Albarn (Blur/Gorillaz) and Kurt Cobain (Nirvana) and others!

The sixth album by The Strokes

"They say before you start a war, you better know what you're fighting for." This is starting out as a one-shot, dunno if it's gonna turn out a full-fledged AU. human!Julian/angel!Albert

It's always awkward seeing your ex again. But it's worse when you hear his voice almost every time you turn on the radio (even at the station you work at), see his music videos every time you turn it to Vh1 or MTV, or see a shirt, cd or anything else affiliated with him everyday. But what do you expect when your ex, your first love and high school sweetheart, is none other than Julian Casablancas?

Gia has grown up in New York with the 5 guys, who now call themselves The Strokes. She gets the opportunity of a life time to travel on tour with them, but starts to develop feelings for one of the guys, but little does she know, another guy has feelings for her. Gia has a hard time dealing with the boys during the tour, but her ending is nothing she expected.

"When I said, 'I can see me in your eyes' / You said, 'I can see you in my bed' / That's not just friendship that's romance too / You like music we can dance to" - I'll try anything once, The Strokes. New story. Currently a work in progress. Plot summary coming soon.

to junhui, it paid to be the catcher in the rye

You only live once.

Just a tall-tale about how Julian Casablancas found love; one particular name was changed to feel better about writing it. A Julian Casablancas fanfic• Completed•

this is ridiculous. i'm drunk. based on the boombox video.

-La vida es simple a la luz de la luna -susurró a la vez que jugueteaba con una varilla en su mano derecha. -¿Qué? -exclamé mientras pestañeaba energéticamente- Julian solía decir frases sueltas sin sentido, pero la luna estaba realmente bella, así que supuse que se refería a que la luz que nos envolvía estaba haciendo que todo fuese más fácil. Me alegraba escuchar esas palabras de parte del castaño, que la mayoría de veces -por no decir siempre- veía las cosas de la peor manera posible. Me avergüenza confesarles que la última vez que lo vi fue hace diez años. He seguido con mi vida pero he observado atenta cada una de sus subidas y sus peores caídas, confieso que he leído con los ojos bien abiertos el diario en varias ocasiones, cuando le acusaban de ser "drogadicto o dependiente del alcohol" y hasta cuando tuvo su primer hijo. Mi vida tomó un curso totalmente distinta a la de él. Pero un día mientras tomaba una cerveza, un amigo puso una canción en youtube, "Life is simple in the moonlight" escuché su voz apagada y arrastrada pero a la vez con mucho sentimiento, me rasqué la cabeza de forma inquieta y me levanté un poco mareada para ver el nombre de la banda en la pantalla del computador, "The Strokes", susurré el nombre y mi cerveza cayó al suelo.