Remember in 2010 when Taio Cruz said "I throw my hands up in the air sometimes"? I appreciated his restraint. You can't just throw your hands up in the air whenever. There's a time and a place, and that time was 2010, and the place was the club.
online communities are so strange because people slip away so easily. you can be on here for years, folding people you've never met into the fabric of your daily life, and then they disappear, leaving only ghost posts scattered across tumblr behind. or their blog stays dormant, for weeks, months, years, until you're only still following them because you remember that they love sunflowers or they were kind to you when they didn't have to be or the last thing they posted was sad and raw and you still worry about them sometimes.
and sometimes they come back when you least expect it, years later, even, and there's this sudden rush of relief like there you are, there you are, even though you barely knew each other.
there's a strange kind of love to it. i don't know you and i want to hold your hand across miles and time zones and oceans. i can still see the imprint of you in this community you left. you don't anyone will notice or care when you're gone, but we notice and we care and we wish you well.
i hope you're all okay out there. i hope the sun is shining on your face and you are breathing deeply. i miss you.
Louis in LA recently - 20/4
Harry Styles | Don't Worry Darling (2022)
holy fuck
Next To You 17/100
via justharried
(hears a song lyric) this would make a great all-lower case fanfiction title
(hears a song lyric) wait, i've seen this as an all-lower case fanfiction title
(sees all-lower case fanfiction title) wait, i know this song
the trinity
Me listening to fireproof: *is at peace for 2:54 minutes*
every time i think about dan and phil becoming the internet’s go-to example of the Dangers of Shipping Real People it makes me so exhausted. for their entire fourteen year career together they have encouraged people to write fic about them and draw fanart and generally “be creative” as they always phrase it. dan specifically, outside of 2012/2013 when he was aggressive towards fans pestering him about it, at one point said he likes reading fic and that he’s often surprised about how good they can be. hell, they wrote fanfic of themselves in their own published book and hired a popular fanartist to illustrate a manga of them.
and then dan came out. and in his video he mentioned how stressful it was to suddenly blow up and have a bunch of people speculating about his relationship, and how it triggered him due to his trauma from being heavily bullied in school. and then followed up the segment talking about how past that point the fans’ support was actually very healing for him, and hearing people tell him that he had helped them be comfortable with who they were without him even being out was one of the things that made him confident in coming out in the first place.
but the people who write angry posts about the evils of rpf or whatever don’t care about dan and phil’s actual opinions. they saw or heard about how annoying the fans were, heard along a thousand-step telephone game that dan and phil hate their fans, and have now christened them the platonic ideal of creators whose lives were ruined because of shippers. it’s ridiculous. it’s unfounded. and it’s disrespectful to the actual existence of the people they’re propping up to support their argument
Louis at the airport recently - 20/4
What if Louis and Harry are just friends after all...?
then they need to sort some shit out because friends don’t do this
or look at each other like this (feat. breath hitching)
or give each other aggressive hickeys mid-interview
their dicks don’t twitch while they check each other out
they don’t pop boners when the other takes their shirt off
they don’t stare at each other’s lips hungrily
they don’t caress each other reverently
they don’t crave each other’s touch
they don’t get crazy possessive
they don’t bite each other
or do any of the things harry and louis do quite frankly
the delicate touch on his arm 🥹
credit
sang zhi: drunk and cute duan jiaxu: *in love*
WONWOO The new face of The Face Shop ✨
me whispering as i open yet another ao3 fic: you better fix all my problems you little shit