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dailytomlinson · 3 years

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While many artists would jump at the chance to tell you how lockdown has been a fruitful opportunity for self-improvement, full of pseudo self-help books and pompous podcasts, former One Directioner Louis Tomlinson is adamant that he has done, well, nothing.

“I’ve just watched loads of s___ TV,” he says after a long pause. “The Undoing is decent, isn’t it?”

Twenty-eight--year-old Tomlinson from Doncaster was always the down-to-earth Directioner, frequently describing himself as fringe member who spent more time analysing the band’s contracts than singing solos, known for chain-smoking his way through several packs of cigarettes a day and swearing like a trooper. A rarity, these days, among millennials who’d rather suck on a stem of kale and tweet about their #blessings.

The gig means a great deal to Tomlinson, whose first ever tour as a solo artist, to promote his debut solo album WALLS, was cut short back in March after just two concerts in Spain and Mexico. It was an album he’d spent five years working on: a guitar-led project that ruptured with the preppy pop anthems of One Direction, inspired instead by Tomlinson’s love for Britpop.

No doubt he was anxious to get it right following a decade “grown in test tubes”, as Harry Styles once described the band’s formation on the X Factor, where they came third before going on to make a reported $280,000 a day as the most successful band in the world. The pressure, too, was intense: all four bandmates had already released their own solo debuts.

Was he left reeling, I ask, unable to perform at such a crucial moment?

“The thing that I always enjoyed the most about One Direction was playing the shows, so my master plan, when I realised I was going to do a solo career, was always my first tour. It’s something I’ve been looking forward to for the best part of five years now. I got so close, I got a taste for it, and it’s affected me like everyone else, but I’m forever an optimist,” he says down the phone, with what I can only imagine to be a rather phlegmatic shrug.

Sure, I say, but the last year can’t have been easy. Didn’t he feel like his purpose had popped?

“You know what,” he says, reflecting, “maybe because I’ve had real dark moments in my life, they’ve given me scope for optimism. In the grand scheme of things, of what I’ve experienced, these everyday problems...they don’t seem so bad.”

Tomlinson is referring to losing his 43-year-old mother, a midwife, to leukemia in 2016, and his 18-year-old sister Felicite, a model, to an accidental drug overdose in 2018. The double tragedy is something he has been open about on his own terms, dedicating his single, Two of Us, from WALLS, to his mother Johannah, while often checking in with fans who have lost members of their own family.

It’s not unusual for Tomlinson to ask his 34.9 million followers if they’re doing alright, receiving hundreds of thousands of personal replies. It’s not something he will discuss in interviews, however, after he slammed BBC Breakfast for shamelessly probing his trauma in February this year. “Never going back there again,” he tweeted after coming off the show.

“Social media is a ruthless, toxic place, so I don’t like to spend much time there,” says Tomlinson, “but because of experiencing such light and shade all while I was famous, I have a very deep connection with my fans. They’ve always been there for me.”

In return, Tomlinson is good to them. Last month he even promised some new music, saying that he’d written four songs in four days. Does this mean that a second album is on the way?

“Yeah, definitely,” he says. “I’m very, very excited. I had basically penciled down a plan before corona took over our lives. And now it's kind of given me a little bit of time to really get into what I want to say and what I want things to sound like. Because, you know, I was really proud of my first record, but there were moments that I felt were truer to me than others. I think that there were some songs where I took slightly more risk and owned what I love, saying, ‘This is who I want to be’. So I want to take a leaf out of their book.”

Fans might think he’s referring to writing more heartfelt autobiographical content such as Two of Us, but in fact, he’s referring specifically to rock-inspired Kill My Mind, he says, the first song on WALLS. “There’s a certain energy in that song, in its delivery, in its attitude, that I want to recreate. People are struggling at the moment, so I want to create a raucous, exciting atmosphere in my live show, not a somber, thoughtful one.”

He sighs, trying to articulate something that’s clearly been playing on his mind for a while. “You know, because of my story, my album was a little heavy at times and a little somber. And as I'm sure you're aware, from talking to me, now, that isn't who I am.”

It must be draining, I say, the weight of expectation in both the media and across his fanbase, to be a spokesperson for grief and hardship. To have tragedy prelude everything he does and says.

“Honestly, it’s part of being from Doncaster as well, I don’t like people feeling sorry for me. That’s the last thing I want.”

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The problem is, says Tomlinson, he doesn’t have the best imagination. “I have interesting things to say musically, but what’s challenging from a writing perspective is that I write from the heart, and I can’t really get into someone else’s story. And right now, being stuck at home, you have so little experience to draw from. It’s actually quite hard to write these positive, uplifting songs, because actually, the experiences that you're going through on a day to day basis, you know, you they don't have that same flavour.”

There is something that’s helping, though: a secret spot near Los Angeles, where he divides his time. “It’s remote and kind of weird, and I’m going to go there for three days and write. I don’t know why I’m so drawn to it. I found it via a YouTube video. It’s got some very interesting locals who live there, it’s sort of backwards when it comes to technology. It feels like you’re going back in time when you’re there. But I don’t want to give it away.”

Another source of inspiration for his second album is the Red Hot Chili Peppers’ back catalogue. “I grew up on their album Bytheway. And during lockdown I've been knee deep in their stuff. I’ve watched every documentary, every video. And I find their lead guitarist John Frusciante just fascinating.”

Has he spoken to Frusicante?

“I f______ wish,” snorts Tomlinson.

Surely someone as well-known as Tomlinson could easily get in touch?

“No, honestly, I think he’s too cool for that. He’s not into that kind of thing.”

Tomlinson’s passion for all things rock is also spurring on a side hustle he picked up as a judge on the X Factor in 2018: managing an all-female rock band via his own imprint on Simon Cowell’s Syco label. While the group disbanded before releasing their first single, and Tomlinson split from Syco earlier this year, the singer is keen to nurture some more talent.

“I'm not gonna lie, my process with my imprint through Syco, it became challenging and it became frustrating at times,” Tomlinson says a little wearily. “The kind of artists that I was interested in developing – because I genuinely feel through my experience in One Direction, you know, one of the biggest f______ bands, I feel like I've learned a lot about the industry – they weren’t ready-made. So I had lots of artists that I took through the door that were rough and ready, but major labels want to see something that works straight away. I found that a little bit demotivating. I love her and she's an incredible artist, but not everyone is a Taylor Swift.”

Tomlinson spends much of his free time scouting new talent either on YouTube, Reddit or BBC Introducing – he’s currently a huge fan of indie Brighton band, Fickle Friends. His dream is to manage an all-female band playing instruments. “Because there's no one in that space. And I know eventually if I don't do it, someone else will!”

Before he drives off to rehearsals, we chatter about how much he's been practising his guitar playing, and how he can't wait to take the whole team working at his favourite grassroots venue, The Dome in Doncaster, out ice-skating after he performs there on his rescheduled tour. “Because I've got skills,” he says, and I can hear his chest puff.

And then I ask the question every retired member of One Direction has been batting off ever since they broke up in 2015, after Zayn Malik quit. Rumours that his bandmates saw him as a Judas went wild after some eagle eyes fans noticed they’d unfollowed him on Instagram. Payne, Tomlinson, Horan and Styles have barely mentioned him since. Recently, however, they re-followed him, and Payne has teased that a One Direction reunion is on the cards.

So: might 2021 be the year of resurrection?

“I thought you were going to ask something juicier!” say Tomlinson witheringly. “Look, I f______ love One Direction. I'm sure we're going to come back together one day, and I'll be doing a couple of One Direction songs in my gig. I always do that, so that's not alluding to any reunion or anything. But, I mean, look, I'm sure one day we'll get back together, because, you know, we were f______ great.”

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louistomlinsoncouk · 3 years

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“I’ve just watched loads of s___ TV,” he says after a long pause. “The Undoing is decent, isn’t it?”

Far from aimless, however, today the singer is full of beans, cheerily shushing his barking dog as he potters about his North London home where he lives with his best friend from home, Oli, and his girlfriend, the model Eleanor Calder.

Was he left reeling, I ask, unable to perform at such a crucial moment?

Sure, I say, but the last year can’t have been easy. Didn’t he feel like his purpose had popped?

In return, Tomlinson is good to them. Last month he even promised some new music, saying that he’d written four songs in four days. Does this mean that a second album is on the way?

It must be draining, I say, the weight of expectation in both the media and across his fanbase, to be a spokesperson for grief and hardship. To have tragedy prelude everything he does and says.

“Honestly, it’s part of being from Doncaster as well, I don’t like people feeling sorry for me. That’s the last thing I want.”

There is something that’s helping, though: a secret spot near Los Angeles, where he divides his time to see his four-year-old son, Freddie, whom he shares with his ex Briana Jungwirth, a stylist. “It’s remote and kind of weird, and I’m going to go there for three days and write. I don’t know why I’m so drawn to it. I found it via a YouTube video. It’s got some very interesting locals who live there, it’s sort of backwards when it comes to technology. It feels like you’re going back in time when you’re there. But I don’t want to give it away.”

Has he spoken to Frusicante?

“I f______ wish,” snorts Tomlinson.

Surely someone as well-known as Tomlinson could easily get in touch?

“No, honestly, I think he’s too cool for that. He’s not into that kind of thing.”

So: might 2021 be the year of resurrection?

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hlupdate · 3 years

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“I’ve just watched loads of s___ TV,” he says after a long pause. “The Undoing is decent, isn’t it?”

Far from aimless, however, today the singer is full of beans, cheerily shushing his barking dog as he potters about his North London home where he lives with his best friend from home, Oli, [...].

Was he left reeling, I ask, unable to perform at such a crucial moment?

Sure, I say, but the last year can’t have been easy. Didn’t he feel like his purpose had popped?

In return, Tomlinson is good to them. Last month he even promised some new music, saying that he’d written four songs in four days. Does this mean that a second album is on the way?

It must be draining, I say, the weight of expectation in both the media and across his fanbase, to be a spokesperson for grief and hardship. To have tragedy prelude everything he does and says.

“Honestly, it’s part of being from Doncaster as well, I don’t like people feeling sorry for me. That’s the last thing I want.”

There is something that’s helping, though: a secret spot near Los Angeles, [...] “It’s remote and kind of weird, and I’m going to go there for three days and write. I don’t know why I’m so drawn to it. I found it via a YouTube video. It’s got some very interesting locals who live there, it’s sort of backwards when it comes to technology. It feels like you’re going back in time when you’re there. But I don’t want to give it away.”

Has he spoken to Frusicante?

“I f______ wish,” snorts Tomlinson.

Surely someone as well-known as Tomlinson could easily get in touch?

“No, honestly, I think he’s too cool for that. He’s not into that kind of thing.”

So: might 2021 be the year of resurrection?

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writers-hes · 4 years

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christmas record.

hello! thank you so much for reading cherry, falling, and late christmas. if you haven’t read them yet, you could do so by clicking the link here.

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this is a fluffy christmas fic and even though christmas is done, i hope you enjoy it! this is my longest fic yet, with 6785 words! how cool is that? anyways, read and enjoy! send me feed back and requests, i really appreciate them :)

HAPPY 100+ FOLLOWERS I LOVE EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU!

warning: unedited ! i was rushing to post this before christmas but i’ll be going over my fics soon to edit everything. thank you!

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you were a photographer. you liked going to free shows around town, taking pictures of everyone in it. you liked how music swayed them and made them live in the moment. photography was your way of immortalising that fleeting moment. still, you weren’t as successful as other photographers to make it as your main source of income and that was okay. as long as you get to share your art with an audience, you knew you were doing something. you were on a break from your shift at baskin robbins when your phone notified that you just received a message.

helenepamburn.photography: Hello i just want to say i absolutely love your work!!

your phone read. helene pemburn was a photographer you’ve never heard of before. you decided to look at her instagram and check out her work and damn, it is amazing. it seems as though her muse was harry styles, your best friend’s favourite male artist. you have listened to his songs before, even downloaded his first album and he was good.

35mmdiary: oh my god!! thank you so much. i love yours too!! portrait is something that i’m not entirely good at :-)

helenepamburn.photography: Im helene, by the way ! What camera set-up do you usually use? 35mmdiary: hi, helene!! i’m y/n. i usually just use a minolta xg-1 camera and i switch up on the lenses…i’m more of a film photographer than a digital one… helenepamburn.photography: Ah! so you don’t use dlsr cameras?? 😮

35mmdiary: i do but i just take whatever photo and then edit it on lightroom…with my old presets hehehe

35mmdiary: oh im sorry i have to go i have to finish my shift!!

 the conversation ended at that at first but weeks into it and you found yourself really enjoying talking to helene. she became an instant friend, exchanging tips and tricks on photography. she would even talk about how it was touring with harry and etcetera. you wanted to meet each other soon but it was hard, seeing as your finals was right around the corner and harry releasing his new album.

———

“helene, who are you talking to? you’ve been on that phone for so long!” jeff azzof asked. it wasn’t unlike helene to type away at her phone 24/7. she was usually in her corner, editing harry’s photos for the world to see. “y/n,” she muttered. “who?”  “i found her on instagram and she really has amazing shots! look,” helene said, showing your instagram to jeff. “and this is all film! no editing,” she praised. “oh wow, she is good,” jeff commended. “yeah, well…about that. i think i’m gonna take a break from work first,” helene started. jeff looked at her quizzically. “i know harry’s about to release his album and there’s the thing at the forum and etcetera but i think y/n is gonna be a good replacement, no?”  “does harry know?” he asked. he was a little concerned that helene’s leave was a little sudden. sure, she’s been working hard, always going where harry was and taking photographs of him but still, it was abdrupt and it wasn’t quite what he was expecting. “ah, no not yet. i was hoping you could talk to him about it?” she shyly asked. harry’s been a ball of stress lately and helene knew that if something out of the schedule were to happen, harry would freak. “helene…” jeff warned. helene looked at him, practically begging him to go tell harry. jeff only sighed and nodded. “thank you!” she gushed. “i owe you one, big time,”

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it was almost the holiday break, and you can already feel the christmas in l.a.—it’s not snowing, particularly and it’s not as iconic as new york christmas but you can already see christmas lights hanging downtown and at the grove. starbucks already released their holiday drinks and their holiday cups. you were finishing your last paper for the term, ready to finally get back to photography. you finished ahead of everyone else in class and begged some of your professors to let you take some quizzes and tests in advance. perhaps you were lucky this christmas because they allowed you to and you passed your term with good grades.

helenepemburn.photography: y/n I have a question to ask… 35mmdiary: sure what is it??

helenepemburn.photography: Are you done with classes? The semester?? 35mmdiary: yeah why?? helenepemburn.photography: How would you feel about replacing me as a photographer??? Im about to go on a break and I want you to be my fill-in??? You will be paid the same fee as I do during those days too

35mmdiary: What??? are you sure?? helenepemburn.photography: Yes!! The team will be in l.a. next week for a couple of interviews and etc so would be able to meet you and show you the ropes and hang out!!

35mmdiary: sure!! send me the details…i’m free until christmas anyway :)

helenepemburn.photography: See you then !! Im so excited to finally meet you !!

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it’s been a few days and your best friend was absolutely ecstatic to know that you were harry styles’ photographer for a few weeks. you’ve been thinking about backing out but from your conversations with helene, it seems like she was really craving for a short break. she told you about going to japan and malibu with harry to take behind the scenes photographs. she loved it, of course but she was getting drained. besides, you will be paid a good amount of money for your services, unlike some of the previous bands who told you that you will have a shoutout for the ‘free’ photos you would give them. artists who don’t support artists suck, don’t they?

“i can’t believe! harry fucking styles!” your best friend, gina, exclaims. she was a harrie, the biggest one you’ve seen. she went to the forum, the closing venue for his first solo world tour, bought merch, and runs a fan account on twitter. “shh! keep it down, gina! it’s just a temporary job. i just took it as a favour to helene and also because it pays well. i can pay a little more to my college debt,” you muttered. “still! once you’re on tour with him, don’t you ever forget me,” she fake cries. “i just want a video greeting for harry, okay? like the one that i got you when i met adore delano,” she told you. you nodded and she squealed, jumpy in her seat because she was about to receive a personalised video from harry styles.

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helenepamburn.photography: Im free right now if you want to meet up!! Im in la and i forgot how much i hated la traffic ://

35mmdiary: sure! where do you wanna meet? helenepamburn.photography: Harry rented an airbnb for all of us in beverly hills…would you like to meet in a coffee shop near it?? Im really craving for american starbucks right now 35mmdiary: sure! i’ll meet you there at 2:30? helenpamburn.photography: Ok and then we can go to the airbnb to meet up with jeff so he could walk you through the details sound good? 35mmdiary: okay…i’ll see you in a bit! be safe !  

you immediately went inside your shower to take a bath. you were finally meeting helene! you didn’t know who jeff was but you decided to dress a little nicer today just in case this jeff guy was a little strict. opting for minimal make up, your favourite floral pants, white shirt, and your boots, you decided to head out with your iPad and film camera to show helene some of your photos.

it’s almost 2:30 when you arrived at the coffee shop. helene was already there, waving at you excitedly. you smiled and jogged up to her. “helene!” you called as she greeted you with a hug. “y/n! i’m so happy i get to finally meet you!” she laughs. “i hope it’s alright, i already ordered for you,” she says. “oh! thank you. how much was it? i’ll pa—“ “don’t be silly now! it’s okay, you don’t have to worry about it. now, tell me, how have you been?” she asked. you chuckled. “i’m good! i finished all my papers early to focus a little bit on my photography,” you tell her. “college is really sucking the life out of me! i worked part time in baskin robbins too so the stress is just too much,” you grumbled. “ah, well, i promise photographing harry isn’t that stressful. he’s quite chill with whatever you present him as long as it’s in black and white,” she joked. “kidding aside, harry’s whole crew is kind. very approachable and very good people,” she informed you. her words brought comfort over you as you were worrying about how they would treat a newbie. “i’m just really taking a break because i’m so tired! besides, my best friend will get married on christmas and i wanted to be there and take some pictures,” she says.

“you did mention that you like wedding photographs too,” you told her. “i love them! they’re so fun and the vibe is so different. i’m a bridesmaid so i just have to be there, you know? i’m wearing a really cute dress too! here, i’ll show you,” she gushed. she took out her phone and opened the picture. it was a great dress. it was a long peach dress and helene said that all the bridesmaids had dresses inspired by the colours of the sunset. “that’s so cool! i wanna get married someday but then again, not really,” you shared. helene nodded at that. you both spent the afternoon together, walking around beverly hills and just talking.

“hey, let’s go back to the airbnb so i can introduce you to everyone!” she gushed. she booked an uber and then immediately dragged you to the car. you loved how chatty and enthusiastic she was, basically telling you her life story and her friend’s life story in just a few hours. you rode the car once it arrived and it zoomed past the fancy beverly hills neighbourhood. it was a few minutes after when you arrived at a big house. “we’re here! i’m so excited for you to meet jeff, mitch, sara, claire, and everyone else!” she squealed. she beat you into paying for the fare and then dragged you again to the main, where she knocked and cursed at jeff for not opening the door immediately in french.

“fuck’s sake, helene! hold on!” a man called from the inside. “that’s jeff, he’s the oldest in this house but doesn’t seem like it,” she snickered. you were about to reply to helene when a friendly-looking man opened the door. he was scowling at helene, a facial expression she only chuckled at. “hello, jeff! this is y/n, y/n, this is jeff,” she introduced. “hi, it’s nice to meet you,” you told jeff. “same here,” he brushed off. “come in, enter,” he said cooly. you frowned, helene said that they were nice people but jeff seems so intimidating. “give the poor girl a break, jeffrey!” helene said. she guided you to the living room and made you sit on the the couch. “so, i take you’re helene’s replacement while she’s away?” he asked.

“uh—yeah,” you replied, picking on the loose thread of your white shirt. he chuckled at your nervousness. “you dress like harry,” “sorry?” you asked. helene laughed, noticing how similar you dressed with the star. “she does! i just noticed that!” your friend exclaimed.

“anyways, i’ll be fetching some papers and documents you have to sign. harry’s a big star after all, we can’t trust everyone,” he said before going to god-knows-where. “i’m sorry! he’s not really like that. it’s just that many people before you came here with me as an intern or something but they always end up leaking photos, putting harry in trouble and all that,” helene apologised. “oh, i totally understand. it’s no problem,” you reassured. you were fumbling on your shirt, once more, when jeff arrived. “here,” he put the folder on the coffee table. “read the document over and sign it if you agree, of course…it’s just about harry’s privacy and all that,” he said. “call me when you’re don, i’ll just make us a drink,” he left the room again and probably into the kitchen. you read over the document a few times before signing on the required pages. it was basically concerned with harry’s privacy and how you couldn’t sell harry’s photographs to the tabloids. helene was there with you to explain the whole contract and how the ropes would work.

“she’s done, jeff!” she called. jeff emerged from the kitchen with a tray of iced coffee and some fruits. he laid the tray down on the table gently and took the folder from your grasp. you watched as he made sure that you signed all of the pages on the papers and smiled. “welcome to the team!” he suddenly beamed.

“thanks,” you smiled at him.

“i’m sorry for being rude earlier. it’s just that some photographers and ‘newbies’ take this job for granted. so, anyway,” he coughed. “help yourself to some coffee and tell me about yourself,”

“well, uh—i’m y/n y/l/n. 21 years old and i’m currently taking up business ad. i really love photography but my parents aren’t really set on supporting me have it as my profession in the future. i, uh, also take photographs of artists in free shows but i mostly do film, if that’s okay? harry’s photos will be developed after four hours if we’re here in l.a. but probably more than that if we’re not here, which i’m assuming won’t happen? i have a friend from one of my electives who knows how to develop film,” you told him.

“it’s worth the wait, jeff! do you have some photos, y/n?” helene interjected. you nodded and took out your iPad.

“uh, you can just swipe through the images of the scenes and people i took,” you told him, opening the photos app and into your digital portfolio. you handed jeff the ipad and waited anxiously. “wow, these are good. helene actually showed me your instagram already and i’m impressed. now, we will give you some money for the films and the development process when you start working, which is tomorrow—“

“ah, it’s okay. the salary is enough to cover for everything,” you reassured. “no, no. i insist. helene also had the same budget. besides, you’re doing us a favour for agreeing to this job instantly,” he said. you nodded shyly. “anyways, you could stay here in the house or something since helene will leave the day after but that’s your choice, completely.” he said. “i’ll just stay in my apartment,” you told him. he nodded and looked at the time. “well, dinner’s about to start. i suggest you attend so you could meet everyone,” he smiled. you nodded, not really wanting to piss your new boss. “i’m sure everyone’s excited to meet the baby of the team,” he chuckled.

“ah! i’m so excited for you to meet claire and sara. you’re gonna love them!” helene squealed. “wait here, okay? i’ll just change into my pyjamas,” she said. you nodded and watched her leave the living room, leaving you alone with jeff.

“so, where did you grow up?” he asked. “i actually grew up here in california and then moved here in l.a. for my studies,” you informed him.

“that’s great,” he nodded. “let’s just wait for everyone else to come,” he said. you nodded and spent the following minutes chatting with helene and jeff. he may have been intimidating at first but he was a pretty chill guy. you liked his humour and immediately clicked once helene told him about the time some bands were lowballing you with a shoutout, to which jeff told you you should be charging more for your shots. it was nearing eight when two girls barged in the door, bringing some takeout.

“sara, claire!” jeff greeted. “this is y/n, the newest baby of our team,” he said. you waved at them shyly.

“she dresses like harry,” sara observed. “that’s what i thought so too!” jeff chuckled. he took the paper bags from the girls. “i’ll just fix this up in the kitchen while your girls chat,” he said while going back to the kitchen. “jeff is such a dad to all of us,” sara said once she sat in front of you with claire. “yeah, it’s nice knowing that there’s parental love going around here or it would be such a mess! mitch is the slobbiest person ever while sara here, hates his mess!” claire said. “so, how did you know helene was about to leave?” she asked. she wasn’t asking in an intruding way, she was just curious.

“well, helene and i are ‘internet friends’,” you told them. “i’m a photographer and i mostly use film. it was her who told me to come fill-in for her while she was away,”

“wait, youre 35mmdiary?” sara asked. you nodded. “she’s been raving about your work and harry seemed to like it too! i follow you on social media!”

“me too! i love your work! so, so good,” claire added.

“thanks, guys! that really means a lot to me,” you said. you took a mental note to follow them back once you go back home.

“where are the guys, anyway?” helene asked. “we couldn’t start dinner without them,”

“mitch told me he was with harry, buying some chinese food. they’re on their way back, though.” sara said.

“oh well, let’s just wait for them to come back,” helene said. you girls nodded and chatted for a bit until eighteen minutes later, the door opened, revealing the harry styles himself and mitch.

“i told you, haz! you should’ve bought soup dumplings instead of the fried ones,” a guy with long hair complained.

“but there might be holes in the dumplings and all the soup would fall out. fried dumplings are the safe option, honestly,”

“guys—“

“sarah, tell harry that soup dumplings are better that fried o—“ he stopped, just realising that there was another person in the house. “hello, who are you?” he asked, utterly confused.

“i’m the photographer filling in for helene while she’s away,” you spoke. “ah, well in that case, hello! my name is mitch,” he said. when he noticed that harry wasn’t speaking soon, he spoke again. “this is harry and that over there is adam,” “oh yeah, i know. hi, harry,” you shyly waved at him. you also waved a greeting to adam to which he returned. harry gave you a tight-lipped smile. you always imagined this moment to be somewhat chill but right now, your cheeks were absolutely burning because of how beautiful he was. pictures didn’t do him justice, no offense to helene but it was the reality. “i’m y/n,” you added.

“hi, y/n. i’m harry but mitch already beat me to it,” he muttered. mitch only laughed and told him to go to jeff so he could set up the table.

“she kinda dresses like you, no?” mitch commented once he thought they were out of earshot.

it was less than ten minutes when jeff called you girls to go to the dining room. you were sat beside helene and in front of harry, who seemed to look everywhere but you.

“well, this was supposed to be a simple dinner but it isn’t. let’s welcome y/n into the family and bid farewell to helene,” jeff started. “everyone say ‘welcome to the family, y/n’!” there was a chorus of welcomes around the table and you only managed to mutter a shy ‘thank you’ to everyone.

“so, how did you know helene?” mitch asked. “oh we met through the internet,” you replied. “she messaged me about my work and then i looked at her profile a bit and decided that i loved he work too,”

“we’ve known each other for months but only met today, actually.” helene said. “huh, i would’ve thought that you knew each other for years but then again, helene has always been the noisy one,” adam commented.

“you’re just as noisy as i am! i cant believe this is how you treat me on my last day until i come back,” helene faked sobbed.

“let’s jusy eat dinner, yeah? poor y/n must’ve been so tired and hungry from all the talk you’ve been drilling into her,” adam said. everyone nodded and took their food. you shyly opened your chinese take-out box.

“y/n, i’m sorry if this is rude but i haven’t seen any of your work before,” mitch suddenly said.

“i’m not really a big photographer,” you started. “honestly, i just go to free shows and then offer my services for a cheaper price,”

“you should definitely see her work, babe. so, so, good! she does film and that’s like, super hard,” sarah added. babe? “y/n, show him your ipad so they’ll believe me!”

“alright...” you nodded and fished for your ipad, opening the album that contained your beat shots so far. you handed it to mitch. you stared at him for any reactions and was glad to see him focus on your pictures, zooming in on some of them.

“these aren’t filters? damn, you’re good. yo, look at this, adam! isn’t this the band you’ve been listening to on soundcloud?” mitch asked, showing adam your photograph of the vocalist of peach pit. adam looks over and gapes.

“y/n, this is so good! what’s your username on insta? i’ll give you a follow!”

“it’s 35mmdiary! i’ve been showing you gus her work for months now,” helene grumbled.

the dinner started and ended like that, with friendly banter from what seems to be a loving environment. jeff was definitely the father of the group. you liked everyone but harry. he hasn’t talked to you all night, just stealing some glances at your direction. helene booked you an uber and told you to text her once you’re home. you nodded and bid her good bye before riding into the car.

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“harry, what do you think of y/n?” jeff asked once you left.

“pretty cool girl, yeah?” he commented.

“you barely looked at her! she’s quite lovely,” claire added.

“probably because he finds her cute or something,” mitch teased. “always does that! playing hard to get but really, what is there to get?”

“shut up, mitch,” he blushed. it was true. harry did sort of find tou attractive. you were so kind to everyone, taking their compliments gracefully. you got along so well with the other members and he wanted to talk to you but adam and helene hogged the conversation. perhaps he should talk to you alone, sometime?

“okay so, christmas is coming soon and once again, we will be needing to have our secret santa!” sarah said, changing the subject as harry looked like a poor fish gaping.

“should we include y/n?” adam asked.

“of course! she’s a part of our family now, even if it’s temporarily,” helene said.

“yeah and we should take you out instead...” harry teased.

“hey! that’s not nice,”

“well, she’ll be coming in tomorrow and basically everyday to accompany harry on photoshoots and to get some shots as well. we could talk to her about it tomorrow,” jeff informed. everybody nodded at that.

“gotta go back to my room, m’tired from today,” harry yawned. everybody said good night as he left tahe living room.

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unknown to them, harry was actually looking theough your instagram. he decided to follow you once he reached his assigned room. everybody was right, you are good. he was so excited to have you as a part of the team.

harrystyles: Nice meeting you today, y/n. x

35mmdiary: hi hi!! it was nice meeting you today too :-)

harrystyles: Your works are lovely. I’m so excited to see more of your work.

35mmdiary: thanks ! i hope you like what you see so far. thanks for hiring me by the way

harrystyles: It’s quite alright! I loved what Helene showed me. I tried to get into film photography but it never worked out. So hard to figure out the settings. :(

35mmdiary: i actually started with dispposable cameras! they really helped me know what i like! i could teach you some of the stuff i know if you like. im not a pro or anything but i think there’s a few things i could teach you?

harrystyles: That sounds great! When are we doing it?

harrystyles: Can we do it tomorrow? I’m free tomorrow.

harrystyles: Only if it’s okay with you. :)

35mmdiary: yes of course ! i could meet you in the house tomorrow morning ?

harrystyles: No, it’s okay. I’ll just have someone pick you up just send me your address. I’m not a serial killer, I promise.

you gave harry your address and your number, just in case he needed it. that night, you looked for your spare disposable films while harry told jeff that you would be accompanying him tomorrow. jeff only teased harry but allowed it anyway.

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“good morning!” you chirped as you entered the black range rover. harry smiled at you. the driver at the driver’s seat nodded at you.

“good morning, love. i got you breakfast, if it’s okay. if you don’t like it i could eat it and we could go somewhere else for breakfast,” harry rambled, offering you a brown bag. you looked into it and saw a ham and cheese croissant—your favourite sandwich.

“this will do just fine. this is my favourite sandwich,” you said as you dug into the bag to get your sandwich. “would you like some? we could share if you like,” you offered. harry shook his head no, telling you that he already ate the same sadnwich as you did.

“by the way,” you started as you swallowed the pastry. “i got some disposable cameras that you could use in my bag,”

“you shouldn’t have...” harry pouted. “i basically hogged your whole day and now you’re giving me stuff too?”

“it’s okay. i wanted to. as long as we end just in time for me and helene to say goodbye to each other,” you smiled.

“lunch is on me then! i know this place near santa monica that served the best chicken wings!” he declared. you chuckled at his etermination to get even with you. “what are we doing today, by the way?”

“well, i was thinking we could go on a classic photowalk. it’s basically just us walking and taking photos of the things we like,” you told him. “i was thinking we could take photos downtown...” you trailed off, not realizing that the paparazzi might see harry. “or somewhere else you like so we could avoid the paparazzi,”

“we’ll go downtown then!” he said, not really caring about tomorrow’s tabloids. harry liked your presence. for some reason, it made him feel at ease. he didn’t care if you’d be labelled as harry’s girlfriend tomorrow. he just wanted to have a nice afternoon walking around and taking photos that he like.

“well, for me, it’s the perfect place. if you’re into portraits, you could photograph people! if you’re into sceneries, you could do that too,” you gushed as you finished the last of your croissant. “i like sceneries and candids a lot. taking portraits is something that i’m not really good at,”

“at least you know something! i’m such a beginner,” he admitted. “drop us off here, please, thank you.” harry told the driver. the driver nodded and stopped the car. harry immediately went out, dragging tou by the hand to hide from onlookers. it’s not like he didn’t want to meet fans, he did. it was just that he’d rather be unnoticed when dealing with private matters, such as spending time with a girl whom he finds cute to gain some brownie points. he led you to an empty alley.

“you alright?” he asked. you nodded and fished out for the cameras in your bag.

“harry? here are the cameras. there are 36 shots per camera and because i brought you theee, you could do more than a hunderd. just give them back to me after you use it so i could have my friend develop them,” you breathed.

“thank you so much, y/n! you didn’t have to because i also have my own camera. just don’t know how to adjust it,” he frowned, looking down at the expensive camera hanging on his chest.

“i could take a look at it, if you like,” you offered. harry beamed at you and nodded rapidly. that day, you spent the afternoon taking photos of people living their daily lives. it was such a great day, walking downtown with cameras at hand. the day consisted of you and him talking about the most embarrassing stories you could think of when you were younger. he told you about the many times he fell onstage during his concerts, to which you laughed at, saying that you tripped on a wire once when you were photographing a gig for a local band. onlookers wouldn’t think that you were strangers at all but you didn’t mind.

that night, at the beverly hills mansion, you and the team huddled together to pick names for the small exchange gift. you left the house with a smile on your face a few hours after, really loving the group.

“alright, who picked y/n?” harry asked as soon as he walked back in from waiting outside until you left.

“why?” mitch asked. “well--” “he obviously likes her, dumbass,” adam said.

“you just met twice why would you like her immediately?” mitch asked again, clearly missing out on something. “she’s really a nice girl. besides, what’s wrong with finding her cute?” harry asked, clearly giddy about the day he spent with you. “she’s so cute especially when i told her earlier that she looked good in what she was wearing! then, she gave me these disposable cameras,” he added, showing off the cameras hanging on his wrist. “i really wanna get her something for christmas but i think it’s a little straightforward to just give her one, no?”

“what would you do for you to get her name?” sarah asked. “i’ll pay you a hundred dollars and treat you and a friend to a nice dinner,”

“i got her,” jeff said, giving the paper to harry and harry giving another piece with a different name on it. he gave jeff 300 dollars for the dinner and the monetary gift and said thank you. he smiled with his dimples showing and retired to bed.

“he’s whipped,” mitch mouthed to sarah. sarah only nodded, really finding it cute how harry found y/n cute.

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you’ve been photographing harry and his band for so many days now, rarely even having the time to clean your apartment, which was fine. it was always clean, only feeling like it wasn’t because harry was at your place, going over the photographs that he would be posting on his social media. you told him that you could come by the house in beverly hills but he told you to just stay at home so it would be safer. you didn’t protest but you did stress clean for a little bit.

“i really like this photo,” he pointed at your laptop. “i think mum would really like this, yeah?”

you nodded. it wasn’t your best shot but so far, it looked like it was harry’s favourite image of himself. you were done for the night and you were tired but you didn’t want harry to leave yet. you were enjoying his company and it seems as though he was feeling the same when he decided to open a new conversation.

“so, who did you pick for secret santa?” he asked as you opened your spotify christmas playlist and played it softly on the bluetooth speaker on the coffee table. “i can’t tell you that! it would ruin the whole thing,” you replied. you were perched on your couch, facing harry.

“why not? it’s not like you got me, unless you did…” he teased.

“maybe, maybe not,” you shrugged. harry pouted but started to hum to the christmas music anyway before sipping on his hot cocoa. “you know what i would love from you?”

“what?” he asked. he’s been tearing his hair for a perfect gift for you but nothing really came up. he wanted to get you a film camera but that would be too basic. “a christmas record from you! your voice is so good,” you gushed. “it would sound so great and i’m sure you’d sing christmas classics like the one paul mccartney sang,” you mused, clearly unaware of what was going through harry’s head. he finally found a perfect gift for you. “if you ever release a christmas album, hit me up immediately! i’d stream and buy the hell out of it. i’ll even wear your christmas merch,”

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“everyone shut up! i’m gonna record something in my room, don’t bother me,” harry breathed as soon as he arrived in the rented home. everyone’s eyebrows shot forward. they were huddled in the living room, playing uno. “okay, i’m sorry just don’t make too much noise!” he apologised. he ran to his assigned room after that, locking his door and taking out his guitar. clueless as to where he would start off, he decided to text helene.

harry styles: Helene!

Helene.: Harry !

harry styles: Do you know y/n’s favourite Christmas songs?

Helene: Not really but she’d be into classics dont you think?? Why ??

harry styles: I kinda got her for secret Santa and I don’t know what to give.

harry styles: Do you really think she’d be into the classics? Helene: Yes now stop talking to me i have to attend the dinner rehearsals why do you have to rehearse for dinner?

that night, harry set up his personal microphone, a device that he could just slip into his laptop’s usb, and sang at least three songs that he would sing with gemma whenever he was home for the holidays.

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it was after harry’s successful live show at the forum. you were busy capturing every moment of the tour with your camera. gina, your best friend was in the crowd too. it was your early christmas gift for her, along with a personalised video from harry like you promised. she squealed and hug you for being the ‘best best friend ever’. you laughed and received her hugs with joy. you were supposed to have a small staff-only after show party but decided not to come. you were tired and all you wanted was sleep. you told jeff about it and he nodded, hugging you and asking you if it was okay if you left alone. you nodded and wished him a good party. that night, you went home to your apartment, looking over the new photos that your friend e-mailed you so you could show them to harry the next time you see him. you took note of the pictures you liked alot.

“where’s y/n?” harry asked as soon as he greeted everyone. “oh, she left! said she felt tired and just wanted to sleep,” jeff shouted over the loud music and the loud people. the party became bigger as staff invited friends and family to come over. harry didn’t mind, he liked crowds. harry nodded at jeff, a little disappointed because he was hoping to get to you. he would be leaving for london next week for another live show and he was sure that you wouldn’t be able to come. the live show at the forum was supposed to be the big ending for the celebration of harry’s album in america. if he wouldn’t be able to see you now, he wouldn’t see you at all, probably.

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it was nearing 1 am when your doorbell rang. being a light sleeper, you woke up from your slumber in the couch. you must’ve fallen to sleep while finalising images you wanted to show harry next day. you fixed the coffee table a little bit then begrudgingly walking to the door, only to reveal the man who’s been keeping you busy.

“hi, y/n. may i come in?” harry asked. you nodded and opened the door wider, the cold from your air conditioning unit greeting harry.

“what are you doing here?” you asked as you and your guest settled on your couch. “well, i was at the party and i noticed you were gone so, i decided to come by. i’m sorry if it was so sudden it’s just that, i picked you for secret santa and i wanted to give you my gift before i leave for london next week,” he rambled. he the handed you a pretty christmas box.

“thank you, harry. what about your party?” you asked. “it’s fine, they’re fine. i just wanted to be here with you more.” he smiled. “go on, open it!”

you opened the box that revealed a red sweater.

“you said you wanted christmas merch, right? that you would wear it?” he asked. you nodded and unfolded the sweater to reveal a ‘harry’ sweatshirt in red. it was the one that gina wanted for so long but in the colour pink. harry’s name was embroidered on the soft red sweater in white, and his motto ‘treat people with kindness’ was embroidered on one of the sleeves in red.

“i picked out the colours and i hope you like it! it’s not from the same manufacturer but i figured you would like it,” he said. you looked deeper into the box to find a cd and a flashdrive. the cd cover was you and harry, a selfie he took using his phone when you were out having a photowalk. “you said you wanted a christmas record and here it is,” he said. you were smiling widely and thanking harry for the thoughtful gifts he got you. “i, uh, you have to listen to the songs and text me if you liked them, alright? text me as soon as you finish it.i have to go back to the party and entertain but i’d really love to hear your thoughts on the record, okay?” he asked, standing up from his seat and kissing your forehead. you nodded and watched him go outside your door, too overwhelmed with his thoughtful gift. you inserted the flashdrive in your laptop’s usb and clicked on track 1.

track 1 was harry’s rendition for paul mccartney’s wonderful christmas time--your favourite christmas song. you casually mentioned it to him once but didn’t think that he would remember. there were 8 tracks in the flashdrive, harry’s voice and guitar playing filling your apartment. you were wearing the sweater he gave you, feeling giddy at the gifts he gave you. you just finished track 7 and waited for track 8 to play when harry’s talking voice was heard from the speakers.

“hi, y/n,” he started. “well, i hope you like my gifts for you. the truth is, jeff was actually the one who picked you and i picked claire but i bribed him so i could give you this gift. truth be told, i like you. like, i’m crushing on you and if you feel the same way, i’m waiting in the parking lot. i just wanted to say this and was wondering if you wanted to go out on a date before i go back to london for the show and the holidays. wow this feels like a goddamn movie and i sort of like it. i hope you really love my gifts. i’m waiting outs--” you stopped the audio and immediately ran to the door, opening it. it revealed harry who was sitting beside the door, waiting anxiously. once he heard you go out, he stood up and smiled at you.

“silly boy! of course i’d go out on a date with you,” you said as you hugged him. he was chuckling, thanking the heavens for giving hime a wonderful christmas.

“what about when i’m in london? how would we talk then?” he asked. “we’ll make it work, yeah? see how it plays out,” you said. you felt him put his chin on the top of your head after kissing it.

it was the perfect ending to a perfect night and as the christmas lights surround you with your wreath hung on your door, you both wished for this christmas miracle to last.

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The former One Direction star and solo artist reveals his plans to manage woman rock bands, and tackles those pesky One Direction rumours

24 November 2020 • 4:05pm

“I’ve just watched loads of s___ TV,” he says after a long pause. “The Undoing is decent, isn’t it?”

He's getting ready to rehearse an exciting one-off gig that will be live-streamed from a secret London location on December 12, announced today exclusively via the Telegraph. The proceeds of the night will be split across four charities: The Stagehand Covid-19 Crew Relief Fund and Crew Nation, Bluebell Wood Children’s Hospice and Marcus Rashford’s charity FareShare, to help end child poverty. Tomlinson will also be donating money to his own touring crew, many of which have been out of work since March. “I've been incredibly worried about them and felt incredibly powerless, so wanted to give something back.”

The gig also means a great deal to Tomlinson on a personal level. His first ever tour as a solo artist, to promote his debut solo album WALLS, was cut short back in March after just two concerts in Spain and Mexico. It was an album he’d spent five years working on: a guitar-led project that ruptured with the preppy pop anthems of One Direction, inspired instead by Tomlinson’s love for Britpop.

Was he left reeling, I ask, unable to perform at such a crucial moment?

Sure, I say, but the last year can’t have been easy. Didn’t he feel like his purpose had popped?

In return, Tomlinson is good to them. Last month he even promised some new music, saying that he’d written four songs in four days. Does this mean that a second album is on the way?

It must be draining, I say, the weight of expectation in both the media and across his fanbase, to be a spokesperson for grief and hardship. To have tragedy prelude everything he does and says.

“Honestly, it’s part of being from Doncaster as well, I don’t like people feeling sorry for me. That’s the last thing I want.”

Too many incredible memories to mention but not a day goes by that I don't think about how amazing it was. @NiallOfficial @Harry_Styles @LiamPayne @zaynmalik . So proud of you all individually.

Has he spoken to Frusicante?

“I f______ wish,” snorts Tomlinson.

Surely someone as well-known as Tomlinson could easily get in touch?

“No, honestly, I think he’s too cool for that. He’s not into that kind of thing.”

So: might 2021 be the year of resurrection?

Tickets for Louis Tomlinson Live In London are on sale tomorrow from 4pm

#lt live from london #nov. 24 2020 #press #the telegraph #nov 2020

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First off, I’m not a rad nor a larrie, I’m a louie who hates both. I was just commenting on that because I’ve been in the fandom since 2013 and the de facto leader comment not only came from the boys but also during a billboard interview. In the billboard interview, they highlighted how Louis was the one taking the business calls and talking to their team about certain things. Also it’s not completely impossible to believe that once the 1d train ran out the big producers/names didn’t care to +

Work with him, because he was no “harry styles” liam is the same he even said that Simon didn’t want him on his label as a solo artist despite him having a great rapport with him. But there were other times louis’ business contacts were brought to light such as when he went to the Brits in 2016 and a reporter commented on how he was constantly on his feet to greet big name record executives and businessmen. He has the connects in the business that’s all I was trying to state.

Look, 99% of the time when I reply to an anon “you sound like a conspiracy theorist” it’s not because I think they believe in Larrie or because they’re rads, it’s because they fucking reason like conspiracy theorists

And your reasoning here is just… conspiracy theory mess. I don’t care which parts of it you believe or not, I don’t care what your personal feelings on these specific sets of conspiracy theories are. It doesn’t matter, the point is that you’re reasoning like a conspiracy theorist

I was gonna put this in a separate post, but I think it fits here very well (I might still make a separate post about it who knows)

A few days ago, I saw this video on twitter of a woman talking about her own death like it was nothing in a very matter of factly way, wearing a wig and using a very funny tone. Someone in the replies linked to her IG page so I went to look at it, and when I saw comments telling her “thank you for accepting my follow request” I realized she was usually on private and I’d just been very lucky to find her profile to be open, so I followed her just in case with the intention of watching her funny videos later

Since she was a new follow she continuously appeared on my recent IG feed and I soon realized how relevant what she was saying was to my interests

This is the woman

One day she posted this, and my alarms went off

Let me clarify that I don’t care if she’s a professor or a therapist or not, I followed her because I thought she was funny and that she’d go on private soon, this was all a complete surprise to me. The DM rang close to home to me, seeing as I’ve read Larries for a while now, it was all too familiar, her reply was too

Then she posted this

Once again, I said it before and you can read it here X it doesn’t matter if she’s a professor or not, if their suspicions are real or not, if she’s lying or not, because going through UCLA’s professor roll call is a step too far, and confronting her about it, even more so. And the way she presents it.. she’s right. She just linked the website, she never claimed to work there. If you go to her page, she’s very careful with the information she provides, so the people that want to prove she’s lying have very limited resources. They go with the preconception that she’s lying so they try to find ways to prove their preconception

You have the preconception that Louis was the de facto leader of 1D, so you’re working your way backwards to prove it. You’re looking at bits and pieces of interviews that will prove your theory right, but that’s just not what reality is

“The de facto leader comment not only came from the boys” .. no it didn’t, though? They didn’t say this. Do you know where the “the boys say Louis is the leader” comments come from? Stuff like this

Context for that interview? The Hot Desk, August 2011 X

One Direction had exactly ZERO songs out, this interview was recorded before they even released WMYB. All 5 of them had written on 3 songs of their first album that would come out in November. Savan Kotecha was still running the show. Louis was still 19 and he hadn’t been in show business for a year. How much of a leader that conducted business meetings do you think he was? I’m not gonna watch the entire interview to see the context, but this is not Zayn saying Louis was the de facto leader, this is Zayn kidding

What to even say about this, which is from the video diaries in X Factor?

Or this?

What? No, no they’re not, like, they’re just not, they’re standing in a circle and looking forward

This is just ridiculous

Does the person that created this gif set not realize that this is the performance where Louis doesn’t sing at all? It’s Torn at judges’ houses. It’s infamous for the fact that only Liam Harry and Zayn sang. This is all for dramatic effect because X Factor was a reality show

Louis liking motivation chants means he’s the leader? That he goes to business meetings? I’m so confused

That’s not because “he’s the leader” that’s because he’s the class clown

If accepting an award means he’s the leader then I guess this meme fits 1D very well

They all accepted awards, Christ

Anyway….

And that’s an entire gif set that was solely engineered to show that Louis was the leader and that “the boys said so”…. but they actually didn’t? The only two times it comes up they answer jokingly and it’s before Louis could do anything remotely leader like. But that gif set is so popular, created by a Larrie but that spilled out to the general fandom enough that I saw it on my dash reblogged by non CT blogs X

And it created this notion among some people, especially those who have Louis as their fave, that the other members of 1D had in fact said that Louis was the de facto leader, when they didn’t. It’s conspiracy talk, scouring through hundreds of MILLIONS of milliseconds of footage to pick 9 of them and put them in a gif set to prove a point they’d already decided on

There are also three news articles linked (copying and pasting directly from the source, sorry for the weird formatting idk how to take it off)

1: That’s the number of hotel rooms in Mexico City used for dance rehearsals. The guys locked down a room for three hours. Louis took control of the rehearsals and even helped conceptualize some of the routine.

That’sabout 1D learning the choreography for Best Song Ever

How exactly does it prove that Louis is the de facto leader for him to take over 1 dance rehearsal when everyone in 1D had confessed they couldn’t dance a million times at that point? Louis had some musical theater experience, so that’s that..

Harry: Louis is still loud and mischievous - he likes to test the boundaries. He’s quite outspoken. You need someone like that, because he’s great at standing up for us as a band.

That’s perhaps the most “leader like” comment any of them have ever made about Louis, and it’s not really about him being a leader once you put it by itself instead of surrounding it by “look at all the times they said he was the leader,” right? It’s just more of a testament about the fact that Louis was louder than the rest, which we already knew. If someone had asked me six months into my journey in the fandom who I thought was the loudest in band meetings I would’ve said Louis. That doesn’t mean he’s the leader. A leader has SO many more characteristics than being loud and outspoken. In fact, a lot of leaders aren’t loud or outspoken at all

The last link they put is once again, what How I Met Your Mother explained as the cheerleader effect X which taken away from the time period sounds quite misogynistic but let’s not dwell on that. Basically, it’s when a group of women appear hot when they’re all together but not individually. When you have the gif set all together, it looks like “wow, these are hot arguments as to why EVERYONE thought Louis was the leader,” but look at them individually, see their context and they’re not as hot now, are they? Especially when you realize, once again, that these are very very small morsels of time taken from very very large portions. That’s how Larries operate

Several people in your management and inner circle have described you to me as the unofficial businessman or leader of the group. Is that a fair assessment? I’ve sometimes felt like that, but to be honest most of the time I’m the immature one who needs to be told to get focused. I’m a bit of a perfectionist so I have to be kind of be on board with every minor detail and [I’m] quite opinionated.

And that last link is also the Billboard interview you mention in your ask. Do you know when it’s from? December 2012. One Direction had just released Take Me Home, their second album, which according to the interview that Larries love the most to base their sabotage conspiracies, didn’t very much involve 1D’s input at all

Savan Kotecha: I think by album 3 (Midnight Memories), yeah, not all of them, there was definitely one or two-one especially-that was like, kind of bitter about the fact, that, you know

Ross Golan: They were a boyband?

Savan Kotcha: And he was not the talented one. He wasn’t the singer, and he wasn’t the star. And you know which one I’m talking about…

Ross Golan: Of course.

Savan Kotecha: And he then started having something against me and against that process, I think. And, you know, maybe we could have been more inviting in the creative process during album 2 (Take Me Home) and not been so…authoritative.

At that point, Louis STILL wasn’t in a position where he could really be the leader. None of them were because the creative process wasn’t inviting still. It wouldn’t be until the third album

The conclusion here isn’t that Louis isn’t outspoken, or that he didn’t care about business or that he didn’t defend the band, or that he didn’t want to write more, or that he didn’t want to make connections. No one here is arguing that he didn’t care at all or not giving him credit for anything. The point I‘ve been making for days now and that people don’t seem to get (one way or another, because I’ve gotten very unpleasant messages about how he’s not equipped to be a businessman and shit like that that I’ve just decided not to publish at all), is that things don’t have to be black and white

I don’t think ANYONE was the leader of 1D. I think that Louis’ personality made him stand out more in certain aspects (such as meetings with their team), and because people need to label everything all the time, instead of describing it as it was, it took the position of “de facto leader”

The problem here isn’t even that people believe he’s the de facto leader, that wouldn’t concern me at all in and of itself because who cares? It’s not hurting anyone… The problem is that it puts an excessive amount of weight on Louis’ shoulders, I also explained this. It’s this dichotomy of a person who basically carried the whole band during its five years but that also is completely defenseless and at the mercy of binding contracts to even choose the socks he wears

These sort of preconceptions aren’t harmful by themselves, they wouldn’t be harmful in a normal band. I wouldn’t have a problem with this preconception if Louis was Calum Hood and this was 5SOS, my problem is that this is One Direction and preconceptions and conspiracies have tormented these guys for YEARS. No conspiracy and no preconception is innocent, they all have to be dismantled, we have to examine EVERYTHING that leads to absolutes if we want a chance at healing the fandom, and I don’t mean the 1D fandom because that’s gone now, it’s never gonna heal, I mean Louis’ specifically

If we want a chance at him being left alone from Larries these things have to go. Stop seeing him as this commodity that you can just paint over and start seeing him as a person, not a caricature

That interview also doesn’t say anything about him taking any calls business or otherwise. I don’t think anyone has ever said it and I have no idea where it came from because I’ve found zero sources. The interview doesn’t mention him “talking about certain things“ either, it’s just what I pasted here. That’s all of it. Everything else comes from years and years of stretching this one question out of this one interview done when Louis was still 20 and 1D had less than 2 years in the music industry. It’s no exactly the smoking gun y’all think it is, guys. Same with the Savan Kotecha podcast

Then the rest of what you say is just noise, man. IDK what to tell you. It’s just noise. If Louis had ran the show BTS for five years, then he’d have access to the best producers and writers on speed dial, why would he not being Harry Styles hinder how he’s perceived by the people that work backstage? They’d recognize the person that was “the backbone of 1D” for who he is because those things spread in the business. If LOUIS said that wasn’t happening, then it’s because your preconception was wrong and you took a bunch of things out of context to create a “narrative” that simply wasn’t real. Louis was dedicated to the band and wanted to write for it and involve himself in the creative side and he GENUINELY WAS IMPORTANT for the band, but he wasn’t its backbone or its de facto leader

Simon didn’t wantt Liam on his label probably because he couldn’t afford him, btw. He decided to stick with Louis because they’ve been thick as thieves since 2014 and those contracts cost money and Syco is a very small label with very limited resources, so they couldn’t offer anything to more than one member. I’m aware that I’m making assumptions here, but they very much align with reality, especially now that Syco lost so many other acts and now that Fifth Harmony disbanded and Syco landed only Lauren (Camila being like Zayn) and having to leave Ally, Dinah, and Normani go to other labels. That doesn’t mean they saw no value in them (in fact, I think Lauren is the one faring the worst), it’s just that they can only afford so much

And how much can you grin on one report written by the HUFFINGTON POST in 2016?X I’m talking about the “Louis hugged industry people that one time” comment you made. Once again, I’m not saying he doesn’t know anyone. I’m saying I BELIEVE WHAT HE SAYS. If he says he can’t easily get the producers and writers he wants, then I’m going to believe him. And that one report doesn’t really change anything for me. It’s, once again, very conspiracy theorist behavior to put more weight on an isolated report from an untrustworthy source three years ago than on Louis’ own words. If he really had enough reach to be friendly with everyone in the industry, then he’d be able to get any producer he wants

You can’t have this dichotomy that you present in this very ask of “they’re not picking up the phone because he’s Harry Styles” but he was the de facto leader of the biggest band on the planet for five years and everyone in the music industry knows him. It just doesn’t mesh together. You’re placing him in the same impossible position Larries are placing him and that’s harmful. He needs fans that see him as a person and you, I’m sorry to tell you, do not. You see him as a caricaturesque figure that can both be incredibly important and incredibly subjugated

“He has the connects in the business is all I was trying o state” 1. no that’s not all you were trying to state. 2. According to himself, he doesn’t have all the connects. He’s clearly close enough to be friendly with Rob Stringer, but that doesn’t mean that Rob Stringer will lift a finger for him and according to Louis, he’s not.. But that doesn’t mean that Louis can’t get ANYONE or that he’s being sabotaged. As always, truth lies somewhere in the middle. The only reason it’s harder to spot in this case is that people stretch it on every possible side so much

I know this is long as fuck and I probably lost any person that was willing to read my drivel in the first place, but I just really think it’s important that you start taking what LOUIS SAYS ABOUT LOUIS as fact, instead of twisting it around to present alternative facts that would present a reality that will please you more. It starts at “Louis was the de facto leader” and it ends as “he’s been faking fatherhood for three years and lied about his mother’s last few days” Sick..

#debunked #leader Louis

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fanficparker · 5 years

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Ocean Eyes | Haz mini series | Part 4

Pairing: (Strangers to Friends to Lovers!) (Imaginary Love Triangle!) (Accidental Adultery!) Harrison Osterfield x Reader

A/n: It was my first ever fanfic, I earlier posted it on instagram and so thought of posting it here too. It’s trash. Check my masterlist for other fics, one-shots & more parts. IT’S A MINI SERIES, SO THERE ARE A LITTLE MORE THAN USUAL TIME SKIPS. I HOPE IT ISN’T THAT ANNOYING *prays*.

Word count: 3.9K

Warning: SMUT, Angst, Separation

Description: Y/n Y/l/n, a doctor by profession, loner by destiny, having just a little celebrity crush on a British actor Tom Holland. Her whole life changes when she accidentally bumped into a blue-eyed man on a rainy dark night, who was supposed to be Tom’s best friend Harrison Osterfield. What will happen when Harrison starts to fall for her? This celebrity crush on Tom is intended to create some drama ;)

Part 4…

You ran out, to the footpath, shaking your hand for a taxi and a taxi did stop for you. You pulled open the back door and were just about sit down when you felt a hand grabbing your wrist, pulling you out.

“Where are you going?” the voice made your heart sink. You turned to face the source of the words.

“Just going to pick up my stuff from your house and go to mine,” you said in a deadpan voice. The blonde couldn’t believe his ears and instantly released your wrist, standing in front of you in shock.

“You are leaving? All of a sudden, but why??” his voice was shrill.

“That’s not important Harrison,” you said, frustrated taking a step back inside the taxi, but he grabbed your wrist again.

“Leave me Haz!” you let out an irritated groan, with a teary voice.

“If this man is bothering you ma'am then I should call someone” the taxi driver spoke up.

“Look Y/n, now you’re making me look like a predator.” Harrison insisted on making you let go of the taxi and stand alone in front of him.

“Why are you leaving Y/n, all of a sudden?” he repeated.

“I told you it isn’t important” you yelled back.

“Are you kidding me? How isn’t it important? You are freaking living with me for more than a month and suddenly leaving! I think it’s important!” he disputed, with a straight face.

“Okay okay, I’m mad at myself” you sighed, clenching your fist, moving your gaze to the opposite side. He stared at your side-face in confusion.

“What? Why would you be mad at yourself?” he hesitated.

“I just can’t accept someone in your life! ” you answered softly, again facing him as warm tears fell out of your eyes.

“What? Who? Someone?” his tone was filled with doubt.

“The girl that you were talking about inside” you bewailed, as more tears escaped your eyes. Everything stuck in Harrison’s brain. He finally understood what all you were talking about. You were unaware, that the girl he was referring to was you. Seeing you jealous of that ’mysterious’ girl he was in love with, made him take an initiative to clarify everything going on between you and him. He came closer to you and lifted your chin so that he could look into your eyes.

“Why does that affect you?” he asked, his voice soft as he wiped some tears from your cheeks using his thumbs.

“Cause I’m in love with you… and you. If you don’t love me back then…” Before you could even finish your sentence, Harrison’s arms were around you. His intense stare made you unable to continue with your words, as it felt like his gaze was piercing through your soul. You felt helpless, a surging tide of warmth rushed in your heart, as you could see Harrison’s eyes flickering to your lips and again back to your eyes. He bent your head across his arm and attached his lips with yours, softly at first, and then with swift graduation of intensity that made you cling to him as everything felt dizzy. You weren’t able to process how all this escalated, that why he was kissing you so passionately as if his life depended on it? His insistent mouth was parting your shaky lips, sending wild tremors along your nerves, you didn’t know why was he even kissing you, but you didn’t want him to pull away. Before you could even realize, you were kissing him back. He finally pulled apart, both of you gasping for air. He softly cupped your cheeks, looking again into your eyes.

“That girl is you. I’m in love with you Y/n,” he said, almost whispering. You couldn’t help, but kiss him again, your shaky lips formed “I love you too”, as your sad tears turned into relief ones.

“Aww, you guys are so cute!” the familiar voice of a third person made you both jolt apart. You both looked in the direction, only to find Nikki, Tom and Harry giggling, making both of you flustered.

The freaking love triangle misconception was finally solved.

•••

You and Harrison drove back home, both of you instantly went to get changed, as your outfits weren’t any comfortable. After changing into a loose nightgown, you made a cup of coffee for both of you. You handed him a cup and were about to go inside your room when he called your name. His voice sounded extremely sad.

“Y/n!”

“Yeah Haz!” you turned back to see his face. He looked so sad. Were there tears in his eyes? You instantly kept your cup aside, walking close to him, keeping your hand softly on his cheeks.

“What happened?” you asked softly.

“What you said today, really hurt me. You said you were going back to ’your home’ and collect your stuff from ’my place’, you don’t consider this place as ’your home’?” he confronted, like a little drop of tear escaped his eyes.

“I-I don’t even know if I am worth an apology, but, still I’m really sorry for my words and actions, I just wanted to be with you, I was such a selfish bitch…” He covers your mouth with his hand, making you stop from continuing further.

“Don’t say that, ” he said, pulling you for a tight hug. He caressed your hairs and you caressed his back. He softly kissed your hair, mumbling “I love you Y/n.”

“I love you too Haz” you replied, pulling apart. Both of you were smiling, as you wiped your tears.

“Let’s get out for a refreshing walk,” you suggested, making him nod. As you both finished your coffee and pulled on a jacket, you walked towards the nearby park, grabbing an ice-cream. You both talked about some stupid stuff, continuously giggling at each other’s words when a drop of water fell on your face.

“Uhh! London and Rain both are synonyms! ” you groaned, both of you stood up from the bench.

“Let’s race” Harrison announced playfully, giving you a wink as he started running towards the house.

“Waiiittt!” you yelled, running behind him. Finally, he reached home, getting inside waiting for you, as you too arrived.

“That’s cheating Haz!”

“Who cares!” he shrugged laughing, as you both discarded your jackets. You started moving inside your room, when he grabbed you by your waist, pulling you closer. He nudged his nose playfully in the crook of your neck, making you giggle.

“You can’t sleep in the guest room, love. You’re my girlfriend,” he said as he left a soft kiss on your neck.

“When did Harrison Osterfield become so romantic?” you asked, giggling.

“Since always. Part-time side-kick, part-time babe and a really nice guy” he said, you could feel him smiling with his lips on your neck.

“Not a side-kick anymore” you purred.

“Hmm… What?” he perplexed.

“Check out your Instagram right now!” you responded, making him leave your waist. He took out his phone, his eyes instantly grew wide.

“Read it aloud,” you said, smirking.

“As per the Disney Fox deal, Fantastic four are a part of the Marvel Cinematic Universe, and a solo Fantastic Four movie is scheduled to be released in Winter 2019, staring ‘Harrison Osterfield’ as the first Marvel superhero 'Johnny Storm’ a.k.a. 'The Human Torch.’ ” he freaked out and jumped.

“Tom wanted to tell you this tomorrow, but I couldn’t stop myself” you smiled, seeing him extremely happy.

“Oh. My. God Y/n!” he blurted out, picking you up, and spinning you around the room.

“Oh gosh stop, I’m feeling dizzy,” you said, suppressing your laughter as he puts you back down.

“I don’t think I can sleep tonight, I’m the Human Torch, how am I suppose to sleep after this news.” he squealed throwing his hands in the air.

“So, maybe we can do something else tonight,” you said, as you bit your lower lip. He glanced at you for a fine one minute, as he came closer to you, making your heart beat increase. For the first time, you could see lust and passion in his eyes, accompanied by the love he had for you. He softly brushed his fingers on your face, looking deep into your eyes. You weren’t nervous about what he was doing right now, but for the thing that would follow.

He gently pushed you, till your back hit the wall lightly. He crashed his lips on yours gently in the beginning, deepening the kiss with each passing moment. The kiss was full of passion and you could feel yourself melting into that kiss. His hands moved towards your back, resting on your waist as your hands travelled to rest on his neck, pushing him closer, making the french kiss even deeper. His hands moved further down as he gave your bum a quick squeeze, receiving a soft moan from you on his lips, making him grin. You both finally parted, gasping for air. Harrison slowly brushed his lips on your cheeks moving down towards your neck. He gently grabbed both of your wrists, pinning them to the wall, as he sucked on your neck, surely leaving visible marks, making you whimper in the pleasurable sensation.

“Jump!” he said, leaving your neck as he lifted you, your legs resting on his torso as you both began kissing again. He carried you to his bedroom, shutting the door by his feet. Both of you managed to remove your shoes in between the kisses. He softly rested you on his bed. He climbed on top of you, looking into your eyes, piercing through your soul. You lifted your hands, unbuttoning his shirt. As you unbuttoned all the buttons, he pulled it off tossing it to the floor. Your face became redder as he made your hands brush over his chest and abs. You grabbed his shoulders again pulling him down for a heated kiss. He broke the kiss, staring you for another fine moment and he moved down, reaching the bottom of your dress.

He fidgeted with the material, asking for your permission to lift it up. You shivered and nodded your head nervously, making him slowly pull off your nightgown, tossing it to the side. You felt a bit shy, showing your body to Harrison. You were afraid if he didn’t like it, but he smiled looking at you.

“You look beautiful,” he said, making you a little bit less nervous. He traced his fingers softly on your skin, occasionally digging it in your soft skin ever so gently, from your belly to your shoulders. Your body was covered only in your undergarments, you were never been that exposed to anyone before. You never had sex with your ex-boyfriend and you were sure Harrison could tell that it was your first time. Everything he did, he did extremely gently. His soft touches were sending shivers down your spines. He again kissed you passionately as his hands travelled to your back, holding your bra hooks, but stops before making a move.

“Can I?” he mumbled on your lips.

“Yea,” you replied softly, it felt like hundreds of butterflies erupted from the pit of your stomach, as he unclasped your bra, slowly pushing it up as you lifted your hands to make it easy for him to remove it.

“As I said, you look beautiful, love” he whispered, kissing your forehead. He attached his mouth to your ear-lobe slowly sucking your skin, making your body slowly tremble. He moved to your neck leaving soft kisses everywhere. He reached your breasts, slowly massaging them, nibbling with his lips on them, making you moan, earning a grin from him. He moved further down, leaving a trail of kisses all over your body, occasionally gritting his teeth gently on your skin. Your hands rested on his blonde locks, as your fingers tangled in his soft curls. He made his way further down, kicking off his pants, throwing them on the floor. His fingers landed on the last piece of clothing on your body, his touch made your breathe hitch, realizing that you were finally close to the moment, all this has lead you to. He looked up to you.

“Are you sure?” he questioned, moving his fingers on the hem of your panties. You felt they were getting wet with just the superficial touches. You reassured him with a nod, in response to which his fingers hooked inside them, slowly pulling them down to your thighs. Your skin was hot from embarrassment, as he continued pulling them down till they reached your ankles. He removed them completely, tossing it to the floor to join rest of the clothes. You squeezed your legs in response, making him giggle as he looked up to you, lips resting on your belly as he started kissing your belly. His hands moved to rest on your knees, making your heart feel like jumping inside your chest. He traced soft patterns with his fingers on your knees, his hands moving towards your inner thighs with every passing second, making your breathing faster.

He slowly parted your legs, wide enough that your vulva was clearly visible to him. He places his knees between your legs to keep them steady.

“If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me, I will stop,” he said, reassuring you. You nod in response, as his fingers softly trace patterns in your inner thighs. He moved his index finger further up, resting on your clit, making your heart feel like exploding. He softly ran his fingers inside your folds, the first ever touch made you jolt a little from the position. He continued running his finger through your clit, looking at you. You could feel tingling sensations in your lower abdomen. He rests two fingers on your clitoris and slowly starts rubbing it clockwise. Your breath quickens, a whimper of pleasure leave your lips every now and then as he continuously circles his fingers around your sensitive button. You were getting more and more aroused, more and more wet with each touch.

“I will try my best to make your first time least painful as possible,” he started moving his fingers towards your core. He’s really so protective for you.

“The more aroused you will be, the less painful it will be,” he says softly.

“I know Haz… I’m a freakin’ gynecologist!” you managed to tell him, in between your quick breaths. He chuckled to this, as you could feel his index finger circling just above your arousal dripping core. He slowly slides his finger inside your core, making your knees rise up ever so slightly at the sensational feeling. Your head rests completely on the pillow, fingers playing with his soft curls, your eyes start to roll back calmly, as he begins to thrust his fingers slowly inside you, scraping your walls gently. He slowly adds another finger, making your toes curls. You grab his shoulders tightly leaving his hairs.

“You okay, love?” he asks again, looking up to you. You manage to open your eyes, nodding your head, telling him you were completely fine. He thrusts his fingers faster inside you, his other hand moves to your clit. He starts circling your clitoris using three fingers, while thrusting his two fingers inside you, curling them occasionally, hitting different nerves. You flutter shut your eyes tight, your body feels like it’s electrocuting. Your breath hitches, accompanied by whimper and moans of pleasure. You grabbed his shoulders tighter, your tongue slips off his name occasionally.

“Haz… Oh god”, earning a smirk from him. The pit in your stomach feels like exploding.

“Haz… I-I… ” He stops, removing his hand, towering over you again.

“You okay?” he asks again, giving a peck on your lips. You nod smiling, pecking his lips back. He removes his boxers, releasing his member free. He grabs a condom from the drawer, rolling it over his length, crawling over you. You could feel his length pressed against your entrance, giving you goosebumps.

“It would hurt a little, whenever you feel uncomfortable, just tell me” his voice softens as he kisses your forehead. You smiled, seeing how protective he was. You close your eyes, feeling him entering inside you, you squeezed his biceps as you start feeling a burning sensation building inside your core. He kisses you on your lips, as you open your eyes, the burning sensation slowly vanishing away. As you give him a smile, he slowly pulls himself out of you, thrusting back again. A little drop of tear escaped your eyes.

“Hey, if you want I can stop!” he tells you, worried.

“No, carry on,” you say, adjusting your body a little and he starts thrusting in and out of you. The pain starts vanishing away, as pleasure starts building. You were enjoying this new sensation, making him thrust faster.

“Oh, God!”

“Haz” Moans escaped your lips, occasionally accompanied by his own moans. He kisses your neck, resting his head in your collars.

“I… am going to… Oh God! ” you whimper, as the knot in your stomach tightens. He brings his hands down, massaging your breasts, kissing your lips. You could feel your orgasm approaching as well as his, as his movements become a little sloppy. Your eyes roll back, as you feel your high.

“Let go, love. Just relax” Harrison brushes your hairs with his fingers. You finally let go, orgasm making you see stars, as your eyes roll back. You felt amazing like all your stress was drained as you came down from your high. Harrison was still pumping into you, his moments sloppier than before, and finally, you could feel him twitch inside you, releasing his load in the condom. He slowly takes himself out of you, getting up from the bed, throwing the condom and bringing a warm, damp towel from the bathroom. He slowly approaches you, spreading your legs again, wiping you and himself clean, laying beside you. The heavy breathing of both of you could be clearly heard when he turns his head towards you.

“How was it? Did it hurt?” he asks, tucking some hairs behind your ear.

“It was amazing. You can never hurt me,” you replied smiling, as he slowly pecked you on your lips, pulling the covers over you and him, turning off the lights. You slowly rested your head on his chest, while he wraps his arm around you.

“I love you Y/n,” he says softly, placing a kiss on the top of your head.

“Love you too… ” you said, closing your eyes, hearing his heartbeat, making yourself feel calm, as you both slowly drifted to sleep.

•••

Next morning Harrison woke up, due to his phone going off. He tried to move, but couldn’t, he opened his eyes only to find you, peacefully sleeping cuddling with him. All the memories of last night played in his mind, making him smile to himself. He gently lifted your arm that was wrapped around him, and your head that was resting on his naked chest. He picked up his phone, only to see hundreds of people congratulating him for his achievement. For the world, him getting the role of the human torch was the biggest achievement, but for him, his real biggest achievement was you, waking up next to you every day, making you his.

He was lost, staring at your peaceful sleeping face, when he noticed you squinting your eyes, making him instantly lay down on the bed, still pretending to be asleep. You opened your eyes, turning to find Harrison lying next to you, you smiled at him, getting up from the bed. You wrapped the cover around your naked body, proceeding towards the bathroom. You felt something under your feet. You lifted your feet only to find an empty packet of the sheath, making the memory of everything that happened last night refreshed. You smiled wide, picking up the packet throwing it in the dustbin, followed by moving inside the shower to clean yourself up. After seeing you get inside the bathroom, he got up and walked towards the bathroom across the other end of his house.

•••

Things went by like this. You and Harrison spent a lot of time together. You loved giving each other small surprises, making breakfast, teasing one another et cetra. No matter there were arguments and disagreements between you both sometimes, but none of them had the potential to make you love him any less or vice-versa. Harrison’s parents too came back, they were really happy for their son and have already approved you. They were like the parents you never had. In short, your time with the Osterfield family was on fleak.

Time flew away really fast. It was already 2 months from the day he got the role for human torch or from the day you too got into this relationship. And unfortunately, it was the time for him to finally go Atlanta for the movie shoot. You were really happy for him, he finally achieved what he deserved. But you were also sad, sad that he won’t return home before 4 months, evoking the feeling of nostalgia in you. Same was with Harrison, he was happy for getting the role but extremely sad for being away from you. The day he had the flight for Atlanta was the toughest day for you. His parents and his friends greeted him with lots of blessing. His family, along with you had tears mixed with joy and sorrow as you all waved him goodbye. He kissed you slowly, wiping off your tears, forming a weak smile, like if he was hiding his own tears. He hugged his family, friends and you and boarded for the flight.

•••

Four months without the love of your life. All you prayed was that these days escalated quickly, but they didn’t. They only made you feel longer, never-ending. You spend a lot of quality time with the Osterfield family and the other time at your hospital. But being away from Harrison was still the toughest challenge for you. With time, your worries only increased.

Harrison used to call you or video call you, almost daily for the first few weeks, and then it was thrice a week. In the first half of the second month, he barely contacted you. And after which he actually almost stopped calling you. Whenever you yourself called him, he would hang up saying that he was busy and all, making this distance even more painful for you.

“He still loves me… right?” you questioned yourself, every night seeing the half-vacant bed beside you.

(TBC) (COMMENT YOUR OPINIONS)

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natsthinkitythinkthinkthonk · 6 years

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Happy 32nd Birthday Nobuhiko Okamoto!

Personal Note:

I’ve been preparing for a while because I wanted to make this with a lot more thought. Sorry for the length of this post. I spent quite a bit of time on it, but I didn’t realize it would get so long! He is one of my top favourite voice actors (both English and Japanese) ever. To me, he’s a relatable, awesome, and passionate inspiration. He puts his all into every role he does, and he never gives up no matter who tells him to.

I could probably go on about how much I like many of the roles he’s done, but that would be a whole other essay in itself. I even considered watching Corpse Party (the scaredy cat I am) because I heard he was in it. Yeah, I’m one of those people who gets drawn to anime when I figure out certain studios and voice actors are attached to it. I have watched a few episodes of some really bad anime because I heard he was in it. No regrets! Okay, maybe I have a few... I still haven’t watched them all though! I plan on watching a ton more, and that includes a few bad apples here and there.

Despite all the hurdles and adversity he faces, he overcomes it! He has had so many amazing roles, he sings, he’s good at shogi, and he’s just a good person. I respect him a lot. Honestly, I can’t word stuff too well, but I sincerely hope he continues working, maybe gets married and has kids (since he said he wanted to), and experiences all the happiness he deserves.

Table of Contents:

Top Roles (+ clips)

Trailblazer arrangement

Facts + Q&As

Music Recommendations

Additional Sources + other cool posts

Top Roles:

I watched to include even the ones that I didn’t watch entirely, so I put together a whole list. It’s generally not too strict in order, but I went from his good to his best. If I wanted to put a few words, I just included them in square brackets. In those, there will also be recommended clips if I feel the need to add any in.

* = ones that I haven’t watched completely (or up to its current point)

Rui Tatsumi* - Starmyu

Ivan Karelin* - Tiger and Bunny

Shin-ah - Akatsuki no Yona

[This character didn’t talk much, so he actually got to play a MOB character as well. I found this character kind of charming though.]

Mitsuo - Danshi Koukousei no Nichijou

[He’s the one who dropped the hot dog. Rest in Pieces. This anime made me laugh, and even though this character barely appeared, he made me laugh every time he did. Recommended clip: “Glasses”]

Gladion* - Pokemon Sun & Moon

[He’s actually the perfect choice to play this edgy boi.]

Yumeji Fujiwara* - Yumekui Merry

[RIP the can]

Makoto Kashino* - Yume-iro Pâtissière

[I just started this one]

Mizuki* - Kamisama Hajimemashite

[I watched six episodes of this one.]

Rei Ogami - Code:Breaker

[This wasn’t a very good anime, it’s a mediocre manga, but I still enjoyed it.]

Nikaidou Harunobu* - 3-Gatsu no Lion

[I watched around 6-8 episodes of this one. This character is a pure round boi, and I like the way Nobu portrayed this character. Recommended Clip.]

Io Otonashi* - Acchi Kocchi

[I watched around 5 episodes of this one. His bishounen game is very strong.]

Takeru Fujiwara* - Prince of Stride

[These anime characters run like how I run from my life responsibilities and problems. His bishounen game is also very strong. The strong and silent type is always popular. Sadly, I’m the quiet and extremely frail and weak type.]

Shouta Kisa* - Sekaiichi Hatsukoi

[According to Tumblr, he has never done an R-rated (18+) BLCD, but he has been in some shounen-ai anime.]

Issac Foster - Satsuriku no Tenshi

[My reaction to this anime. Don’t worry, I’m following this to the end.]

Ryousuke Kominato - Diamond no Ace

Ryou Kurokiba* - Shokugeki no Souma

Age - Sakasama no Patema

[Yeah, that’s his actual name. If you name your child something that stupid, I would personally like to have a word with you. This movie was really nice though.]

Accelerator* - Toaru Majutsu no Index

[I had to include his laugh to this]

Jurai Andou - Inobato (Inou-Battle wa Nichijou-kei no Naka de)

[And jail is just a building you live in! I can’t remember the context of this line.]

Kiyoharu Hyoudou - Welcome to the Ballroom

Yoichi Saotome* - Owari no Seraph

Eiji Niizuma* - Bakuman

[Recommended Clip]

Obi - Akagami no Shirayuki-hime

[When he looks into the mirror and realizes he’s missing his eyebrows.]

Takumi Usui* - Kaichou wa Maid-sama

Yuu Nishinoya* - Haikyuu

[Recommended Clip: ROLLING THUNDER!]

Rin Okumura - Ao no Exorcist

[He’s such a likeable protagonist. Recommended clip: Rin x Shiemi because they’re adorable]

Mikoto Mikoshiba - Gekkan Shoujo Nozaki-kun

[This character made me laugh so much. He and Seo are my favourites. I haven’t seen another amazing anime with both Miyuki Sawashiro and Nobu. They’re my two favourites. I hope to see them acting together eventually (even if Mikorin and Seo never really communicated). Thanks to Nobu, we have a voice to this madly embarassed bishounen. Recommended Clips: Mikorin Clips, Mixer Clip]

Katsuki “Kacchan” Bakugou - Boku no Hero Academia

[Bakugou might not always be my cup of tea as a character, but his voice made me like him somewhat anyway whether he’s an asshole or not. There are a few scenes in season three that hit me with mad feels,, but even during season one and two, Nobu aced this role. This role is what shot him up to one of my favourite voice actors. Recommended Clips: Rage moments, Kacchan vs Deku audio segment (scroll down a little for this Tumblr post), Salty Bakugou S1]

Karma Akabane - Assassination Classroom

[While Bakugou is one type of crazy, Karma is another. Honestly, he’s such a sly, cunning, and mischievous character, but that’s what we all like about him, right?]

Trailblazer Arrangement:

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This is my first time transcribing a song and arranging it! I improvised and made up some stuff (mostly guitar solos that just didn’t fit as well logically on piano). I usually don’t like (actually, I kinda hate) transcribing because it’s basically like trying to copy down a book that someone reads aloud (and you can’t look at the text). But it was worth doing this! He’s definitely not my favourite singer, but I’d still listen to him.

I didn't want to go with an original score for this one because I felt like I wanted to improve a lot more as a composer and artist (as if I'm qualified enough to be called those terms). When I make one for him, I want to go all out.

Facts:

I found some other interesting facts online. There are quite a few different sources. I’ll try to list them below all the facts (but I might link them to the actual facts as well. There are a lot, so there’s that.

All [Nat Notes] will be put between square brackets “[these]”.

These are all from THIS POST:

After graduating from secondary school, he entered some voice acting training courses associated with his agency (Pro-Fit) to pursue his dream as a seiyuu.

To be able to pay for his training, he worked at a 7-Eleven and a post office.

His family is very strict and conservative.

He was into video games when he was younger, but his parents were against letting him play video games and ended up limiting him to a one-hour per day time limit [THIS POOR BOI]

[Regarding his gaming] his parents told him, “If you want to play games, you can play shogi.” This ended up being the reason he started playing shogi.

He is a practicing Catholic [ironic since one of his most iconic roles is playing the son of Satan]

He’s a 3rd dan ranked shogi player, and he once aimed to be a professional shogi player.

He has a huge love for sweets. I follow his blog, and a lot of his posts involve sweets.

“His favourite [candy bar] would be Black Thunder chocolate bars (same as Kamiya Hiroshi and Ono Daisuke), and at one point, he always ends up buying Black Thunder by the box, stocking up on it, and eating up to 10 bars in one day, that his agency decided to restrict him into eating just one bar a day.” [let the poor guy eat his chocolate]

He is easily bullied by other seiyuu [check out the original post which has gifs of his mishaps]

“[While recording] …he ran away from the mic, forgetting that he was wearing headphones connected to the mic and ended up messing up the recording room, and the staff had to rearrange everything.”

He’s a big fan of Pokemon [He now plays Gladion in Pokemon Sun & Moon]

These are from “More Nobu Facts”

“As a student, he used to fall asleep on the train and miss his destinations sometimes. He thinks that it’s really comfortable to take a nap there.” [Yeah, you say that until you somehow end up in the middle of nowhere and wonder where you are and why you even exist.]

“He suffers from hay fever in the spring. Said that the symptoms kill him.” [You and me both except mine are year-round and gradually getting worse.]

“He played with Lego bricks when he was a kid.” [If he’s the type of person who left out the bricks and made people experience pain because of it, I will personally leave Lego bricks outside his door. Those things hurt when they’re unexpected.]

“He loves the indoor life.” [don’t we all…]

“He read the Harry Potter series.” [I did too! Not that I remember any of it.]

“His cute, foreign Furby only speaks English. Noburin stated, “English is very hard.”” [HOW DO PEOPLE SLEEP KNOWING THEY OWN ONE OF THOSE? I WOULD BURN IT IF I GOT ONE.]

“In elementary school, the girl he liked gave him chocolate on Valentine’s Day. He said he felt like crying from the shock.” [I haven’t experienced that. Was he happy because it was that girl who gave him chocolate or because he got free chocolate?]

“He was hospitalized before when he was a child due to a bad cold (or maybe the flu).” [Well, that diet sure doesn’t help, and I doubt screaming all the time is good for you. Weirdly, I can’t say anything more than that because I do both too except I scream internally while he does it as his profession.]

He tends to get sick within the first two weeks of October, right before his birthday. [I wish you luck!]

He likes to watch lightning and thinks that it’s cool. [I’M SO SCARED OF THUNDER]

During the summer as a kid, he liked to catch cicadas and dragonflies, and play with water guns. [SAME DUDE]

He was in the badminton club during secondary school.

These are all from his Q&A! [Part 1], [Part 2], [Part 3], [Part 4]:

I’m not going to include quotation marks for this one for the most part. I changed some awkward phrasing. I left out some questions from the original posts as well. Check the sources out!

Nickname: Pikorin

Favourite animal: Dog [Same. I love my dog, Penny. She’s my little sister. I have no shame.]

What are you fond of?: Squirrels [why?]

Description of your personality: Moody [Same.]

Favourite Colour: Black

Health and Beauty Routine: I drink two cups of milk in the morning and do squats two times a day.

First thing you do in the morning?: Rinse your mouth

First thing you wash in the bath: Face

Amount of sleep you get: 4 hours on the weekdays, 10 hours on the weekend [I wouldn’t live with that kind of schedule.]

Rain or sunshine: Rain!

What did you play as a child?: I slid down the slide and got many scratches. [I ran up slides a lot in elementary school]

Something you’re proud of: “I have a shiny legendary Pokemon.” [I ALMOST NEVER GET SHINIES. LET ALONE LEGENDARY ONES. THAT’S AN ACCOMPLISHMENT RIGHT THERE. The chances of getting one kinda vary, but it’s less than 0.1% I think.]

Favourite school subject: Math [Can’t relate. I’m dumb.]

Least favourite school subject: Civics

Best school memory?: I won a badminton tournament. [Can’t relate. I’m a blob.]

Previous part-time jobs: [...]post office, fast food, convenience store and then accounting, I’ve done different jobs.

If you could be reborn, would you be a man or woman? A woman!

Who was your first love?: We were in elementary school, in the same class. [Related post]

Any gesture of women unnerving to you?: My heart skips a beat when ousted or “shooed” by hand. [He gets shooed like a bug XD]

Where would you go for a date?: Tokyo Disney Sea. [You know you’re at the height of luxury when you can afford to take someone there. I want someone to take me to Disneyland or Disney World, or a Disney Cruise.]

Morning person or night person?: Morning person. [Can’t relate.]

If you could drive to any time period, what would it be?: Jurassic Period! [If it just so happens you do, *pats* it was nice knowing you (even though he doesn’t know me). He’ll get eaten by a dinosaur.]

If you were stranded on a deserted island, what would you want there with you?: My Nintendo DS or PSP. [Good luck without a charger or electricity. What games would he bring though?]

Favourite music genre: Anime songs [Me too fam.]

Do you play any instruments? No, playing the F chord on the guitar is my limit. [I like playing and creating music. I’m just not any good at it. XD He should try learning though!]

Favourite sports: swimming and badminton [I’m not good at swimming. I’m not good at badminton. I’m not good at sports.]

Sweets you usually eat: Macarons and chocolate-related sweets [AYE, that’s pretty much my taste too, so we pretty much have similar taste.]

Something you’re self-conscious about: The thickness of my eyebrows. [If his eyebrows were ugly, I would’ve commented on that already. XD (I usually say something along the lines of, “Is that a caterpillar on your face? It’s so thick and bushy! It looks like you took hair from your head and put it on your eyebrow! Maybe you can’t grow facial hair because all of it goes to those eyebrows.”)]

What will you do when and if only you became an invisible man one day?: Secretly observe Sugita Tomokazu-san. [Well, alright then. Fangirls have some competition? More importantly, Nakamura has competition!]

What’s the scariest thing to you?: In a sense, the most intimidating people. [All people are intimidating for me O^O’]

What is the title of the first game you’ve ever played in your life?: “Super Mario World”. [For me, it was Pokemon Pearl]

What would you be if you went into the fantasy world?: A witch. [Nobu, defying gender barriers. He’ll be a fabulous witch. I would similarly want to be a mage.]

What if I want to use a weapon to fight monsters?: Bow, crossbow. [I would want to use magic or a sword!]

Favourite season?: Spring. [I like winter because plants are dead (I have extremely bad allergies), snow, Christmas, my birthday, and New Year’s!]

At what spot do you like to linger around?: Starbucks. [Again, the height of luxury is when you’re able to afford Starbucks regularly.]

How’s your tolerance to alcohol?: I can’t drink much. [I don’t drink]

What good books do you usually read?: Original works that are adapted into anime. [I don’t read a lot. I’m an illiterate fool.]

What do you buy at convenience stores?: Fresh premium caramel roll cake. [I wish they had those in Canada…]

Favourite place in the country?: Okinawa. [I gotta go there someday!]

What countries do you want to go abroad?: Italy. [He recently said he wants to go to Italy for gelato and to be honest, I relate. Europe has good chocolate and cheese from what I hear.]

What are the challenges to your trip destinations like?: Pickpockets like to snatch! [He better watch out for those vans that say “Free Candy!” They might be meant for kids, but he might just stumble in.]

Are you nervous in public?: Recently it’s been okay; still nervous during events. [I’m always nervous in public. I would like to attend an event by the end of my life though.]

What would you tell your past-self (10 years ago)?: “Don’t give up and eat your dinner properly!” [I tell that to myself now XD If I were to send a message to myself, it would be something along the lines of, “What you feel, what you think, and what you believe is important. Listen to yourself. At the end of the day, you will figure out what to do. Don’t be afraid of being alone, and don’t be afraid to wander. Loosen up.”]

What would you message to your future-self (10 years from now)?: “The you in his twenties is having lots of fun. Are you having fun?” [Message for me ten years from now: PLEASE TELL ME YOU AREN’T AS DEEP INTO VOICE ACTORS AND ANIMATION. I BEG YOU, GET A LIFE.]

If the world was going to perish in 24 hours, what would you do? Gather all my friends and family, and have a BBQ party. [I would just write something in case it resurfaces. I would want to write my thoughts, opinions, and experiences along with the people around me.]

Where do you want to work?: A place where I could grow. [Same!]

What are your thoughts when you look back at 2010? I issued a sex appeal to play [Usui], and worked hard to reach the targets! [From the amount of screaming fangirls, I think you did just fine.]

What is your current aim?: To be more playful and get more out of acting.

Finally, a message to the world: I’ll work hard from now on to make a voice that everyone will not have a hard time to listen to. Thank you for your support! [Thank you Nobu! You inspire a lot of people (including me) everyday!]

Additional Facts! [SOURCES WILL BE LISTED BELOW!]

He likes watching horror movies (especially with his friends Ryouhei Kimura, Kouki Uchiyama, and Yoshimasa Hosoya. Kouki is a scaredy-cat.) When watching a horror movie, he experienced scary unknown noises and used salt to ward away ghosts.

His birthdate is October 24, 1986

He is 168cm tall

He is affiliated with the agency Pro-Fit

He won: - Best New Actor Award at the Third Seiyu Awards for his roles as Shin Kanzato in Persona: Trinity Soul, Ryuji Kuhoin in Kurenai, and Accelerator in Toaru Majutsu no Index (along with Yuuki Kaji!) - Best Supporting Actor Award at the Fifth Seiyu Awards for his roles as Takumi Usui in Kaichou wa Maid-Sama, Eiji Niizuma in Bakuman, and Accelerator in Toaru Majutsu no Index II

He loves sweets... a lot: - He’s a qualified patisserie - Where his love of sweets came from [I can also say that is a good portion of his blog]

He tried to be rebellious as a kid but got “clobbered” by his mom.

He would purposefully wear long-sleeves while in the hot recording room for “My Hero Academia” so that he would be agitated enough to play Kacchan!

He adds chocolate to his curry sometimes

He gave Ayane Sakura the nickname “Ayaneru”

He often celebrates fictional characters’ birthdays on his blog for series that he’s involved with!

He was once told to give up on being a voice actor!

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Thank you for not giving up Nobu!

Music:

月刊少女野崎君-俺の手でSPARKING!! 御子柴實琴(CV:岡本信彦) - Gekkan Shoujo Nozaki-kun: Mikorin Character Song

Kamisama Hajimemashita: Mizuki Character Song

Welcome to the Ballroom: Kiyoharu Hyoudou Character Song

『サクラメント』By Okamoto Nobuhiko Ending for Vatican Miracle Examiner

Promise - Kaichou wa Maid-sama: Takumi Usui Character Song

Restoration to 0 - Code:Breaker: Rei Ogami Character Song

Tiger and Bunny: Character Song

スタミュ Starmyu S2 Shadow & Lights 「沈黙のディアローグ」Ver. Tatsumi Rui

Blue Flame - Prince of Stride: Takeru Fujiwara Character Song

99.9% Noisy - To Aru Majutsu no Index: Accelerator character song

Oikaze ni Tsugu - Diamond no Ace: Kominato Ryosuke

Trailblazer - Ao no Exorcist

Kimi wa Hitori Janai

List of Links (Sources and other cool stuff!):

Some of the links were included in the actual facts themselves! If a source and other stuff is missing, they’re included above!

Voice Compilations:

25 Anime Characters That Share The Same Voice Actor as Boku no Hero Academia's Bakugou Katsuki

Voice Compilation [ 1 ], [ 2 ]

Wikipedia:

Nobuhiko Okamoto

3rd Seiyuu Awards

5th Seiyuu Awards

Haikyuu Stuff:

Haikyuu Awards Basically, they got the fans to nominate for awards like “Who’s the best dressed?” Then the cast got to comment (and maybe get praised by the two female cast members)

“Imagination Game” - Seiyuu Event Long story short: to win a pair of Karasuno boxers, the voice actors must answer all the same character when asked something like, “Out of the Karasuno team, who’s the most likely to [blank]”

Cast Pictures

Drama CD: Why Noya isn’t popular with women (This one is because I fricking relate because I’m too short for this tall world)

“Who’s Best Girl?” - Cast Comments + Nobuhiko’s comments [video with cc]

Nobuhiko Okamoto & Yuuki Kaji being bros [ 1 ], [ 2 ], [ 3 ], [ 4 ], [That time they challenged a Guinness World record], [Nobuhiko’s message for Yuuki Kaji’s 30th birthday]

Nobuhiko’s athletic ability

Kouki Uchiyama, Daiki Yamashita, Nobuhiko Okamoto: [Comic] BNHA Cast Comments

Daiki lending Nobuhiko his jacket (this can potentially fuel Bakudeku fanfics. I can feel it.)

Nishinoya and Bakugou at Jump Festa

#Nobuhiko Okamoto #HAPPY BIRTHDAY #seiyuu #don't ask how long I spent on this #seiyuu facts #seiyuu songs #seiyuu roles #too many tags too little time

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lightandwinged · 6 years

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My parents took Sam overnight, so Kyle and I got to squeeze in one last weekend of movies before the twins get here (no, we probably won’t be seeing Solo, and the new Avengers movie is making me dizzy with the sheer size of the cast. Like what are they all going to do, step up and say their names and then go drink a coke?). This translated to us seeing Black Panther finally and also catching A Wrinkle in Time.

So thoughts!

Black Panther first because we saw it first and I have less to say about it by merit of it being awesome but also not based on my favorite book of all time. I feel like I’d read somewhere that they had enough extra footage/scenes that the director’s cut was four hours long, and that was the impression that I got here. It was a great movie with a great story, but you could also feel the quiet, slower moments missing from the overall racing to hit all the plot points. Which isn’t to say that the pacing was bad, but more that you could tell they had so much story they wanted to give the audiences but didn’t know if we’d all sit through it.

To which I say: look, I sat through 12 hours of Lord of the Rings, I can do this. Just put an intermission in and we’ll all be fine. There’s not a TON to say that hasn’t already been said: it’s an awesome film with incredible visuals, an obvious final draft, and something to make you cheer and feel hopeful. I think my favorite part, more than anything else, was the effortless camaraderie between the main cast, where you felt like these really were people who’d known each other all their lives and loved each other all their lives, rather than people directed to scream, “You were my brother, Anakin!” at each other when no evidence led to such a conclusion.

If I had one critique, it would be that the emotional story arc involving T’Challa’s acceptance that (a) his father wasn’t perfect and (b) Killmonger had some good points was never really resolved; or if it was, he never talked about it. I got really frustrated during the scenes around Killmonger’s death, where Killmonger got all the lines and chances to explain himself, and T’Challa was just silent and stoic. His only line was to say, “Hey, we can heal you,” but no rebutting of Killmonger’s point that he’d just be getting healed to spend the rest of his life imprisoned. I felt like the arc would’ve tied up more nicely if T’Challa could even have offered him a chance at redemption and greater healing than just physical. BUT we can’t have extraneous villains running around in time for Infinity War, so.

Everything else was delightful, as I expected it to be, and it’s 100% deserving of the accolades and money it’s getting. I hope it also opens the door for more Afro-futurism as a genre in the future because GOD I love those visuals and that entire genre of storytelling.

Meanwhile, A Wrinkle in Time. I have to take a breath before this one because it’s a lot of thoughts because this book has essentially been part of my psyche since I was 7. When I say it’s my favorite book, I don’t mean that I just enjoy it; I mean that it’s part of me, that it shaped who I became as a person, that I re-read it multiple times a year and can sometimes quote it.

The trailers had me a little wary and a little excited; the latter because I was having one of those rare moments where you see the things you’ve visualized for years come to life and OH MY GOD IT’S SO EXCITING! The former because you could see how Disney-fied this was, and I don’t mean in the snooty “um, actually? The Little Mermaid ends with the mermaid dying? And nobody lives happily ever after?” way (if you’re one of those types, feel free to fuck off). I mean more in the “LOOK AT ALL THE CGI WE CAN USE TO MAKE THINGS THAT AREN’T REAL!” way, which

Okay, as a book, A Wrinkle in Time is very quiet. The story takes place largely through dialogue, internal and external, and even its climactic sequence is more intimate and less in need of flashy visuals than in need of a delicate hand understanding the themes. In a conventional sense, I understand the need to have those flashy visuals because you’re not going to sell investors on a film with the visuals described in the books (at least two of the planets they visit are so covered in fog that you can’t see a damn thing). And you’re not going to sell investors on a film for the 8-12 crowd that’s quiet, intimate, and heady as opposed to EXCITING! GOOD FOR MERCHANDISE! OPRAH!!!

But the trailers came out ages ago, so I’ve had time to adjust to the movie leaning more towards the flashy exciting side of things than the quiet, intimate side of things (note: I think a 100% book accurate adaptation of A Wrinkle in Time would end up in the same category as those Oscar bait films where two middle-aged men sit in the same room for three hours and talk about their lives, but you legit can’t sell that to tweens).

Accepting that gave me more space to enjoy the film, and I concerned myself wholly with whether or not they got the themes right. I’ve never been the type to go in the direction of “HARRY POTTER’S EYES ARE GREEN NOT BLUE” or “CALMLY!” or anything like that. If your film understands the theme of the source material and gets some details wrong, I give you a high-five.

And they did get the themes right. I knew they would from the first couple of scenes, which focus on the development of Meg’s relationship with her brother Charles Wallace as opposed to like. Establishing setting and setting up the plot. Everything about the first chunk of the film focuses on that relationship, so by the time you reach the climax, which has always been about that relationship, it culminates beautifully, and you do feel like you’re seeing things brought to their logical--if a bit weird--conclusion.

(here I should point out that the book is exactly as weird as the movie, minus a few changes here and there)

So accepting that it’s weird and that it’s an interpretation rather than an adaptation, I really did like it quite a lot. I had a few points that made me tilt my head or giggle, and I’ll talk about those first before diving into what I really liked. First off, the elephant in the room: Oprah. She plays the character of Mrs. Which, and in the book, Mrs. Which has the fewest visuals of the three Mrs. W’s because she’s not very good at taking on a physical form and doesn’t like to do it. She shows up first as a shimmer and then, briefly, as a “witch” in the stereotypical Halloween costume sense of the word (because it’s a PUN! Get it??? Witch/which?). That’s a lot harder to get across in a visual medium like a movie, so it makes sense that it was changed up here.

But then there’s the fact of Oprah.

Oprah here is... Oprah. She’s not Oprah playing a character (as she did in, say, The Color Purple). She’s just Oprah. And this film’s interpretation of Oprah is that she’s (a) at least 60 feet tall, probably taller; and (b) a life coach. This... is pretty much how Oprah is in real life (I assume she’s about 60 feet tall), so the part of Mrs. Which isn’t so much Mrs. Which as it is Oprah. Oprah, the magical 60 foot goddess of life coaching. Sure.

(this made me giggle. A lot. I’m sorry, but it’s just a little too on the nose)

I’m trying really hard to remember other points that made me tilt my head or giggle, but there weren’t many--at some point, I just sort of accepted any oddness and went with it. I did have a struggle with the responses of the teachers and Principal Jenkins as they were interpreted. In the books, Principal Jenkins ends up being a major player and is also a MAJOR asshole. In this, he was kind of... nice? Like he was nice, but he didn’t really fit in the modern setting. A principal who’s being actually nice in a modern setting doesn’t just say, “Look, what would your father say about you punching Rowan Blanchard in the face when she’s being a heffa?” He recognizes that (a) there’s been a behavioral problem since the father disappeared four years ago, so (b) maybe we should get this kid counselling? But he didn’t do that, instead walking this weird middle ground where he’s being nice for a 1960s principal but kind of flat for a 2018 principal, so???

BUT ANYWAY.

The other real nitpick was that Calvin just... didn’t have anything to do. In the book, he suffers from that problem as well, once using his apparently godlike language skills to try and get through to the possessed Charles Wallace, but here, he mostly exists to give Meg some compliments and fall down. I imagine most of his directions in the script were something like “CALVIN: is there.” He had to be included because he’s a major player in the books, but it felt... he could’ve done more, basically. Is what I’m saying.

In terms of things I LIKED, the list is a lot longer.

I liked the reinterpretation of Camazotz as the birthplace of evil and more of a hell instead of just a weird robot planet where everyone bounces balls in sync all the time. The book Camazotz is a place of slowly mounting terror, but it also would’ve taken a REALLY long time to get to that point in the movie, so it made sense that they redid it as literal hell. It was that visual shorthand needed to drive the climax to a more understandable point than Meg just being in a room yelling at a disembodied brain.

Speaking of brains, IT (here called “The IT” because we don’t want to be confused for killer clowns; also a merging of IT and The Black Thing, because there’s something highly tone deaf about calling the source of all evil the Black Thing) had a cool reinterpretation as well. I didn’t appreciate that the climax had a lot more action in it, but reinterpreting a giant brain as literally being inside a giant brain and fighting off evil synapses was a nice touch. Just having Meg yelling at a literal disembodied brain would’ve been... odd, visually, so this was a good cinematic change for me.

I appreciated that the film gave a reason for Meg’s difficulty tessering--it wasn’t just something that she was bad at but rather something that was tied in to her difficulty accepting herself as herself. She jokingly asks Oprah at one point if it’s so bad that she wants to emerge from the tesseract as someone else, and considering that tessering as an act is wholly dependent on the mind, it makes perfect sense that you’d need a strong sense of self to come out of it easily. Once she’d gotten to a point of accepting herself, she was able to tesser with ease, and I appreciated that.

I enjoyed Zach Galifinakis as the Happy Medium, and the adult supporting cast were all great. And I really did like that the father wasn’t perfect, that evil!Charles Wallace’s calling out of his faults was accurate. He did leave his family in search of a greater destiny, and he knew he had, and he regretted it. And Meg was able to forgive that, when all was said and done, and that was--again--awesome.

Overall, it was a finished draft, and though it wasn’t a perfect film, it was pretty good, and I give it a solid B+. A few changes could’ve brought it to an A, maybe more, but as it stands, it was pretty great. If you can embrace weirdness, cope with Oprah, and deal with a book you loved having things changed from the source material, I do highly recommend it.

#abby goes to the movies #probably for the last time until like november #black panther #a wrinkle in time

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5tornhomos · 4 years

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Always Your Advocate - Chapter 5

Story Summary: After five years of being in one of the most successful boy bands in the world, Harry Styles is about to embark on his solo career. While at Columbia, he meets Bethany Russo, who’s just been assigned to work with him. As much as she wants to remain professional, she just can’t keep away from him.

Chapter Summary: Harry reveals a secret to Beth, and her reaction isn’t quite what he expected.

A/N: I’ve just made a masterlist of the chapters I’ve written so far. It’s linked here. I’ll update it each time I post a new chapter. I also post on AO3 and Wattpad. I would love and appreciate any feedback if anyone has been reading!

Word Count: 2.3k

For the past few months, Beth and Harry had been communicating every single day. It wasn’t like they felt pressure to stay in constant contact. It just came naturally to them. Every morning Beth would wake up to a good morning text from Harry, even though it was already the afternoon in London. Despite their busy schedules, on top of the time difference, they still managed to stay in contact every day. Some nights Beth would stay up until 3 AM talking to Harry, even when she had to get up for work in just a few hours. They tried to FaceTime every day, but when they couldn’t, there would still be lots of calls or text messages. Almost every time they communicated, they talked about when they would be able to see each other again. They both couldn’t wait to spend time together again.

In addition to them talking on a personal level, Beth and Harry also had business to take care of. Sometimes it was difficult to separate the business from their personal lives. As Beth was getting deeper into the initial stages of planning his tour, sometimes she needed to talk to Harry as an artist and performer. Sometimes the only way that Beth was able to separate the two aspects of their lives was to distinguish by which phone she was calling from. If she was calling from her work phone, she wanted to talk about business. They had to be careful not to be flirty, just in case someone was listening. But, if she was calling from her cell phone, they were free to talk about anything, and he could get as flirty as he wanted.

Despite their efforts to separate the two worlds, sometimes they still blended together, and Beth couldn’t help herself. One night, Beth got on the phone with Harry immediately after coming from work. She was excited to tell him all about the progress she was making with his tour. She thought that he would be excited too because she knew that performing was his favorite part of being in the music business. But that night, as soon as she got on Facetime with Harry, he immediately seemed distant.

“How was your day?” He asked, without even smiling.

“I’ve been in contact with a lot of different venues getting their availabilities and trying to work out all the dates. But I think you’re going to be happy with it,” she told him.

“I’m sure it’ll be fine,” he said, as he could barely even look into her eyes. It was like he didn’t even want to be talking to her.

At first, she just brushed it off, assuming that he was just having a bad day. It’s not like she always expected him to be happy and smiling all the time. But then again, they didn’t have to be calling each other every day either. She thought that he wanted to talk to her, so she was a bit confused as to why he was being distant. Maybe he was just upset that she was talking about work too much.

“Harry, is everything okay? You seem off…”

“I’m fine,” he said, unconvincingly.

“If something’s wrong you can tell me. I’m here for you,” she said.

He took a long pause and a deep breath before finally responding.

“I feel like I have to tell you something,” he said.

“What is it? You can tell me anything,” Beth said. With the way her brain worked, she was worried about all the things that could be wrong.

“Last night I went out to a bar. I met up with a few friends…” Harry started to explain. He spoke slowly, as he attempted to get the words out.

“Okay… and? What happened?”

“I slept with someone,” he admitted, bluntly.

She stayed silent at first because she wasn’t sure how she felt about this information.

“So, in the entire time since we’ve met, you’ve slept with one girl?” she asked.

“Yes, and I feel terrible about it.”

“One girl? That’s it? To be honest with you, I kind of assumed that you had been sleeping with multiple people this entire time,” Beth admitted.

This was just Beth’s immediate reaction. If she really thought about their relationship, it’s not like they had any kind of label that would imply that Harry had to be faithful. Logically, it made sense that he would have the freedom to sleep with someone else. That’s what Beth’s brain was telling her. Despite that logic, it didn’t change the fact that Harry sleeping with someone else still hurt Beth’s heart. Beth cared about Harry a lot. The more that she talked with him each night, the more she felt like their relationship meant something special. But maybe she was wrong. Maybe Harry didn’t feel the same way.

But Beth could tell that Harry was surprised by her initial response. He was expecting her to get angry. He thought that she would judge him and ask him a million questions about the situation. Who was she? How did they meet? How long did they know each other? Was this their first time together? What was she like in bed? Although those questions came to Beth’s mind, she didn’t want to know the answers to those kinds of questions. She thought it was better if she didn’t know. But this wasn’t the reaction that Harry was expecting, and somehow, he seemed offended by it.

“Is that really what you think of me? That I’m constantly sleeping around with different women every day?” he asked.

“Harry, I just try to look at things realistically. And the reality is that you’re an internationally successful superstar. You could have any woman that you want. I guess I just assumed that you would be taking advantage of that.”

“I NEVER take advantage of women,” he defended. Now, on top of being surprised, he was getting a bit angry with her.

“I didn’t mean it like that. Taking advantage was a poor choice of words. I know that you would never be disrespectful to a woman. All I meant was that I can’t really blame you if you wanted to sleep with other people. It’s not like we ever defined our relationship.”

“I thought you knew that I hated the perception that I’m some womanizer. I thought you knew the real me, not the person that the media portrays.”

“You’re the one who slept with someone else. Why are you getting so defensive?” she questioned.

Beth didn’t understand why he was getting so upset. She was just trying to rationalize his behavior. She was trying to tell him why he didn’t have to feel guilty. She thought that’s what he would’ve wanted.

“Have you been sleeping with other people?” Harry blurted out, in an accusing tone. Now he was trying to rationalize why she was reacting this way.

“No. I haven’t, actually. I don’t really have that much time to go out and meet people. I’ve been working almost every day, planning for your album and tour. Then when I have free time, I come home and talk to you,” she said.

Beth was starting to get irritated at the fact that Harry was starting to turn on her, as if she did something wrong. She spent so much of her time focused on him, so she didn’t like what he was accusing her of. But to be fair, Beth didn’t feel like he would’ve had the right to get upset, even if she did sleep with someone else. Harry must have sensed that she was annoyed.

“So, you are upset then? You’re mad that I slept with someone? Can you just tell me the truth?” he asked.

“What do you want from me, Harry? Do you want me to be furious at you? Do you want me to yell and curse at you as if you cheated on me?” she questioned.

“That’s kind of how I expected this conversation to go,” he admitted.

“Well, maybe you don’t know me well enough.”

“Maybe I don’t.”

“You know what… I think I should go. Maybe I need to be alone right now,” Beth told him.

“If that’s how you feel… Goodnight, Bethany.”

“Goodnight Harry.”

Beth got off the phone with Harry so quickly, because she could sense herself getting angrier, and she didn’t want that. She didn’t want to say anything mean, that she couldn’t take back. She thought it would be better if they both had some time to cool off. Beth went to bed that night, unable to sleep because of the thoughts running through her head. She imagined another girl laying in Harry’s bed, touching him, and getting to be with him. Beth tried to brush away these thoughts because she didn’t want to imagine Harry being with anyone else.

The next day, she was a bit surprised that she still got a text from Harry.

“Good morning, love. Can we talk later?” the text read. Beth agreed to call him after work.

Most times Beth goes home looking forward to her talks with Harry. It’s usually the highlight of her day. But this time, she knew that she and Harry would need to have a difficult conversation.

“Bethany, I am sorry about the way I reacted last night. You are entitled to your views and feelings, and I never want to make you feel belittled. I feel guilty about being with someone else, and I never meant to hurt you,” Harry apologized. He looked like he barely slept.

“But why do you feel guilty?” Beth asked. It’s not like she was his girlfriend.

“Because I really enjoy what you and I have together. I wouldn’t want anything to jeopardize that,” Harry said.

“I accept your apology. But I need to ask you something.”

“What is it?” he asked, probably assuming that she wanted more details about the person he slept with.

“Do you want to give us a label?” she asked.

She felt like not having a label might become a source of conflict for them. It would be difficult for them to know what is considered “cheating” if they aren’t able to define their relationship.

“I don’t really feel the need to define our relationship. I really like the way things are between us, and I don’t want that to change,” Harry said.

“If we don’t have a label, I think we need to set up one ground rule,” Beth said.

“What’s your rule?” he asked.

“I want us to have complete and open honesty with each other about everything. I think we should tell each other when we’re upset, or if we think something isn’t working. And I want you to be honest about other people. I don’t want to read about you and some girl on TMZ. I’d much rather hear the truth from you first,” Beth explained.

“Okay. Total honesty. I can accept that rule. But does that go for you too?” he asked.

“Of course. I’ve always been honest with you. I don’t enjoy the thought of you sleeping with other people. But I do respect you telling me about it,” Beth said.

“So, if I ask you a question, will you tell me the truth?”

“Absolutely,” Beth responded.

“Do you feel like I cheated on you?” Harry asked.

Beth had been cheating on before, and Harry knew that. It was something that they had spoken about in their late-night talks. Her ex-boyfriend, Mike, used to cheat and lie, then try to manipulate Beth. But she tried to tell herself that this situation different. Harry was nothing like Mike.

“I don’t think I’m your girlfriend, so I guess it’s not cheating. But I’d be lying if I said it didn’t hurt,” Beth admitted.

“I’m sorry that I hurt you, Bethany.”

Beth felt like she didn’t have a right to be mad at Harry. It’s not like she and Harry were loyal to one another, at least not exclusively. They never agreed to define their relationship, and they actively avoided using any kind of label. So technically, Harry didn’t do anything wrong.

When she really thought about it, Beth wasn’t angry that Harry slept with another girl. She just felt confused and uncertain about where their relationship stood. Harry was the one who first asked her if they could talk outside of business. He’s the one who wanted to constantly FaceTime her. It’s not that Beth didn’t also want those things. But she didn’t understand why Harry would suggest the constant contact if he wanted the ability to sleep with other people.

As much as Beth tried to convince herself that Harry’s actions were acceptable, she couldn’t deny the fact that she was still hurt. But it was as if she was angrier at herself, for getting in too deep. Beth didn’t want to think about Harry sleeping with another woman. But she assumed that it was a reality that she had to accept. She had to be foolish and delusional to think that Harry belonged to her.

Over the next few weeks, Beth and Harry returned to their normal routine of calling and texting each other every day. Beth did her best to not put too much pressure on the relationship. She tried not to have too many expectations. For Beth, the most important thing was to maintain some kind of friendship with Harry. Even if they weren’t romantically involved, she still enjoyed communicating with him every day. That wasn’t something she was willing to give up so easily. She wondered if they would be better off continuing on with their normal routine, acting as if nothing happened.

#Harry Styles #harry styles x ofc #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles fanfic #harry styles fic #one direction #one direction fanfiction #always your advocate #aya

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This Week October 8-14

After a few edits and additions, here is the revised This Week. Sorry it’s out a bit after noon.

-mod Clara

Fanfiction:

@anaranesindanarie

Dose of Angst

This is gonna be a collection of angst. Yes you read that right. Angst.

angst

Annelda Michelle

The Hidden Pilot Asset

FORMALLY KNOWN AS DUO, I'M YOUR SISTER. Who really starts Operation Meteor? with the love she has for her family Annelda starts on a journey to find her brother Duo and be an asset to the other pilots who have already been sent to Earth. It has love and loss, adventure and mystery. I hope everyone enjoys reading it as much as I have writing it.

@chronicwhimsy

Smells Like Teen Spirit

Sequel to 'Such Little Things' and 'Schoolyard Blues'. Liangyu is now fifteen, and has two years left of high school. The growing pains are not even close to over, though, but everyone tries very hard.

post-canon

Saudade

The summer following the Barton Uprising, Duo joins Trowa to tour with the circus around Europe. It's an attempt to run away from issues, instead of dealing with them, and Trowa finds that in helping Duo face up to his problems, he works through a few of his own. Things are muddling along nicely, until Duo decides to help with Trowa's love life.Saudade: a Portuguese word for a deep emotional state of nostalgic or profound melancholic longing for an absent something or someone that one loves.PREQUEL TO SALVAGE.

post-canon, underage drinking, mentions of underage sex

@claraxbarton

Even If

It's Heero's birthday, and the former pilot is introduced to a Terran custom.(Okay. That summary is horribly misleading but I have no other idea what to say)

spanking, voyeurism

Diana_Lua

Ónoma Ὄνομα

Sometimes it's necessary to choose a new name to live freely. [AU; 'Where my demons hide' side story (can be read independently of it); Something about Duo's past with Solo; Angst; Shounen-ai; probably yaoi/lemon at ending (Angel incest); Pairing Duo & Solo]

incest

duointherain

A Dark Wolf

It's a long time after the wars. Heero's been missing for a very long time, more than a century, and Duo is still watching for clues, but has nowhere to search for his lover and friend. He's a small town sheriff in the Pacific north west.He thinks Heero's never coming back, nothing ever happens in his town, and he's fucking fine.He's so wrong.

werewolves

@gw-ficrecfriday

The Soul of Outer Space is Dead

Quatre Winner woke up dead one morning, only it was afternoon and technically speaking he was still alive. But they had cut it out of him. They’d sawed through his skull and they’d drilled into his brain and they’d spooned it out of him, scraped him clean.

angst

@helmistress

Mashed Potatoes

Duo didn’t know what it was about mashed potatoes but he always felt better after having some.

comfort food

A Puppy for Heero

Heero gets a new puppy he never knew he wanted.

Tattoo Shop AU

Zechs’ Teeth

WuFei and Zechs have a sword fight.

The Italian Job

Zechs and Noin have a hitman to take out in Siena but with all the beautiful scenery and unique places to eat, will they be able to focus?

Quitting the Circuit

Heero is a famous NASCAR driver and it makes his boyfriend worry. He's decided to put a stop to that.

Nicknames

Quatre is forever insulting Zechs, and Zechs wants to know why.

Excerpt from Noin’s Stationary 1

A small poem from Noin's stationary.

How to Love an Axe Murderer

Quatre gets revenge on Duo for planting the 'Axe Murderer' criteria in Heero's head before their first date.

Hair Extensions

Duo fulfills the want of Relena Bloom to braid his and his husbands' hair together for Pride Day. WuFei isn't exactly happy about it.

Dinner’s On You

Duo is tired when he is finally able to drag himself home after a long day at work. But his husband knows just how to wake him up.

Alliance Carwash

Zechs gets a summer job at Alliance, the local carwash, and falls for the manager's daughter.

Maxwell’s Water Refinery

Trowa blushed, there was no stopping it. "Sorry, I." DON'T F*ING SAY THAT! HE'LL THINK YOU'RE SOME KIND OF CREEP! His mind screamed at him making him pause. The delicate brow quirked at him had his only true answer spilling from his mouth anyway. "I wasn't expecting you to be so gorgeous." Violet eyes blinked at him, a stunned expression washing over the man's face

@invidiamalice

Skeptics and True Believers

Trowa is just your not-so-average college student that wants to make it big in the music industry with his band. Will his secret test his relationships and hurt his chances in music? Trans!Trowa

Language, explicit sexual content, trans male character

@kangofu-cb

Control

Heero is waiting at home with a much-appreciated surprise for Duo.Kinktober 2017 prompt from Ro, "Rimming"

Kinktober 2017

Practical Demonstration

Prompt response for Kinktober "Deepthroating"Shameless smut, mostly plotless.Duo and Trowa are at a karaoke bar with the others, and Duo convinces Trowa it's time to leave.

Kinktober 2017

Kariana Kusanagi

Gundam Wing: Gemini

A singer from the colonies arrives on Earth for a concert, but when she encounters the Gundams, the very foundation she knows just may be torn apart. Faced with what she knows, will she be able to survive the war?

Krysnel_nicavis

Episode 01-The Boy With The Green Eyes

Sometimes, fate sucks at her job. Other times, she seems to know what she’s doing. Heero and Trowa have just suffered a tragic loss. Harry is soon to experience a loss himself but, thanks to two former Gundam pilots, his loss won’t be anywhere near tragic. Maybe they'll all learn something in the process.

Mpreg, miscarriage, HP-GW Crossover

Episode 02: Small Matters

Mpreg, miscarriage, HP-GW Crossover

Episode 03: Propriety and Planning

Mpreg, miscarriage, HP-GW Crossover

@lifeaftermeteor

LAM

Duo Maxwell’s Apartment Brussels, Belgium 207 May 13

Luvsanime02

Some Things Are Ageless

Trowa loves to goad Zechs, especially when it results in times like this.

Kinktober 2017

A Performance to Remember

Trowa asks for a memorable performance, and Duo aims to deliver.

Kinktober 2017

Something Blue

Duo didn't know what he was expecting when Quatre said that he wanted to show off his latest attempt at a Halloween costume, but it wasn't this. Not that he's complaining.

Kinktober 2017

Turbulence

The story about what Agent Frank Parks has been up to between Evasion and now.This is the seventh story in Navigation, a fem!Heero series.

fem!Heero

Maldoror_Chant

The Arrangement

Wufei, struggling with his demons, agrees to a wartime fling with Heero, no affection needed or wanted. But the 'arrangement' lasts and grows as they join the preventers. It could become a source of strength for both. If they let it.

Non-consensual drug use

Nil by Mouth

Preventers get into lotsa fights, and sometimes we get a tooth knocked loose. I'm fine with going to the dentist, but Heero? That's another matter. Fortunately he's got me to drag him over there, because someone's gotta. And yes, I remembered to disarm him first; I rather like our dentist, and there aren't many like him who's willing to take care of us ex-Gundam Pilots for some reason.

dentist things

The Source of All Things

Center, a planet where magic and technology blend. Or more accurately, fight tooth and nail. A planet of Sources, holes in our boring dimension letting through arcane power, chaos and pseudo-deities. In this hot-house of myths and very real dangers, Trowa and Quatre find a mysterious man at the end of a shamanic voyage. Portents suggest this Heero Yuy is crucial to Center’s survival. He’s important enough to have some interesting enemies after him, at any rate: a devious killer and thief called ‘Shinigami’, and a very irate Dragon. Beyond them looms an even greater threat. Indeed, the greatest of them all.(Alternative Universe, far-flung future sci-fi/fantasy. There are elements from the anime that exist here, albeit in very different forms; Gundam mechas, Zero, and lovely G-boys for instance. They are perhaps a universal constant we are not yet aware of. This fic was original started over a decade ago. It has been heavily rewritten and should now be eventually finished)

sex, mild description of self-harm, weird science

Mistaken-Miracles

When The Tides Change

Preventers learn of a new underground rebellion group, along with the arrival of a new ally. Can Heero put his feelings aside to trust this ally or will new discoveries create tension between the Gundam Pilots? Can they work together to keep the peace? Or are there too many complications to control?

@noelleian

The Pact

After seducing Quatre, the other four ex-pilots brave the uncharted waters of their new abilities and learn to cope with the unintentional gifts they were given. But as always, power requires responsibility and the humbling acknowledgement of humanity's weaknesses. The struggle to stay true to themselves becomes a dangerous and terrifying endeavor as they skirt the boundary where conscience bleeds into chaos and the dark abyss of temptation.

Non-Graphic Violence, Alpha/Omega

orphan-account

Time

Duo resorts to drastic measures following heartbreak, and Wufei is the only there to pick up the pieces. Sometimes, healing just takes time.

suicide attempt, past abuse

Pokeyonekenobie

Bombshells

A misunderstanding drove them apart. Now an emergency will bring them back together. But will they ever manage to repair the rift in their friendship?

@renmaxwell, @shinigami-of-excellence

We Don’t Belong

Just as the war was coming to its climax, the Gundam pilots were about to take out White Fang in space, when an attack from Earth knocked both parties out of the sky. The Alliance had been in hiding and building a weapon to take out both of their enemies, a massive nuclear beam capable of knocking an entire colony out of space. The Gundam pilots are captured and put on trial for their crimes. Their punishments are as cruel as the new masters of this world, the foundation that had been manipulating world governments secretly for years and who now openly reign. What will become of the Gundam pilots in this reality?

Pedophilia, sexual slavery, forced sex, forced prostitution, canon divergent

ShenLong

Bound, Bonded and Betrayed

Heero is the eldest son of the King of Colonia. His 21st birthday is approaching and as tradition dictates his betrothed is soon to arrive. However he is also bound by tradition to select his own personal slave. The events that unfold lead him down a path that not only tests his sanity but his humanity and love as well.

bondage, slavery, angst, sex, violence

Strawberrywaltz

The Forgotten

The entire universe thinks that Quatre Winner is dead, but when Heero starts having strange black outs he begins to realize the rumors of Quatre's death might not be true.

Implied non-con, non-consensual drug use, temporary character death

sylvieforaday

They Say It Was a Concussion

Duo takes a spill and Zechs is just what the doctor ordered.

@thehiddenbaroness

Resurrecting the Viper

Following a routine visit to Vingolf, Orga, Mikazuki and Merribit are surprised by the sudden appearance of a practically naked, injured woman. Although Artima seems to have full recollection of who she is, she does not seem to understand the outside world. Against Orga's better judgment, the Isaribi is soon entangled in Artima's quest to find and destroy her old mobile suit - and discover both she and it are relics from over three hundred years ago that could hold the key to Tekkadan's future.

Gundam Wing/Mobile Suit Gundam: Iron Blooded Orphans

The Manwell

May Demons Rest: Shinigami Sleeps 2017

A re-write of my 2004 fanfic "Shinigami Sleeps"To find and free Duo from his demons, Trowa leaves his uneventful life at the circus for the mean streets of an obscure colony in L2.

rewrite of Shinigami Sleeps

Fanart:

@alicia-makes-things

Relena

@bassrocks

Duo

@chronicwhimsy

OC-October- Chang Liangyu

Liangyu, Duo and Wufei

@gundamwing-ellesmith (This was tweaked with this week.)

http://gundamwing-ellesmith.tumblr.com/post/166258263409/gundamwing-ellesmith-the-indomitable-bhg-i

@lbro009

Sally Po and Wufei Chang

Minimony

OC Akane Yora (OC of @cosmostar, art by Minimony)

@sailoriceprincess

OC from Trials and Memories

@shinigami714

Duo

@space-husband

Gundam Wing gunpla

@ssj5toast

Wing Zero gunpla

@vegalume

OC characters from GW fanfiction

Quatre

Duo

Zechs

Trowa

Heero

Snippets:

@claraxbarton

6x2 Snippet involving how to properly eat chocolate

@gundamwing-ellesmith

OC Profile: The villain from Left Unsaid

@the-indomitable-bhg

Drabble: The Piano

Meta:

@claraxbarton

Math Homework: OT3 Metrics on AO3

Calendar Events:

Gundam Wing Eve War Event @gw-evewar

Open Science Fiction Themed Event

(Saturday) December 23, 2017 - (Sunday) December 24, 2017

*** event will be observing Universal Coordinated Time (UTC) ***

Submissions: Fanfiction, Meta essays, Personal Headcanon, Fan Art

Rules: All works must feature a science fiction theme. Alternate Universes, and cross-over fiction are welcome. There are no limits to characters, pairings, audience rating, time frame or universe.

OC October @gwoc-october

For the month of October, we can post everything and anything pertaining to fan OCs in Gundam Wing with weekly themes and perhaps a featured OC every other day or so. This includes fic, snippets, art, OC profiles, headcanons, ships, discussions, and anything you have as long as it’s about an OC. Even if this OC of yours is still in the mulling-stages, we want to hear about it! Let’s embrace OCs and celebrate our collective awesomeness.

Unnatural November @gwblockparty

The entire month of November.

Supernatural, Otherworldly, Spooky, Alien Techy, Unnatural things will all be taken! Join the fun!

Archives/Sites:

Gundam Wing Pod Fics on AO3

Come and take a listen!

Gundam Wing fanfiction Archive List by @vegalume

https://gundamwingarchive.wixsite.com/fanfiction

Talliya’s Domain by @helmistress

https://ayeeshadragon.wixsite.com/talliya/links

Gundam Wing Diaries Fanfiction Archive by ShenLong

http://www.gundam-wing-diaries.foreverfandom.net/gw/main_Updates.htm

#gundam wing fanfiction #gundam wing art #gundam wing meta #gundam wing #this week in gundam wing #thisweekingundamwing

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Reader X Harry: Setting: Writers choice. Reader is a female assistant for his solo tour. Their personalities clash since she accidentally pushed him backstage. She's closed off and anxious. He mocks her at times. Once Harry performs his final show of the tour, he realises she's missing from backstage. Angry/worried, he frantically chases her down, finds her outside, she's having an anxiety attack and he consoles her, pleading with her to be honest with him, admitting his feelings for her

You always downplayed it when people found out you were the assistant tour manager for the one and only Harry Styles. It wasn’t that you didn’t think it was a big deal, too, you just knew that if you made it seem as big a deal as it was that Harry would seem even more intimidating to you than he already was. And it’s not that you didn’t like Harry; you’d never known anyone who’d met Harry and didn’t like him. It was just that he and you were very different, for obvious reasons - you were a newly graduated university student, shy and just trying to get by, unnoticed, as you were surrounded by the craziness that was your job. And Harry, well, he was born for the stardom, to perform in front of thousands and to work the stage and captivate the audience and to bring joy to people. He was a true star if you’d ever seen one. And he really was a nice guy, but he intimidated you and his attempts at joking around with you sometimes came off as slightly insulting. Not that he was saying anything bad or even trying to do anything like that, but you sometimes felt like you were this pathetic individual who Harry the popstar felt bad for and used just to get a kick out of.

But that wasn’t the case at all. Harry, although in his mid-twenties now and having been forced to grow up a long time ago, causing him to be more mature than many his age in some ways, still acted like a schoolboy when he had a crush. And it wasn’t often that he did. But you were different. And he just wanted to talk to you and get to know you better but all that ever came out of his mouth were jokes and sarcasm that he hoped you didn’t take seriously. He was just nervous around you, you intimidated him, and it wasn’t often that Harry came across someone who made him feel that way. And he loved that about you - your presence and how you seemed so sure of yourself. And he had watched you from afar, sometimes not so afar, this whole tour, knowing he had to make his move soon since the tour was almost over now.

In some ways, though, Harry knew you and him weren’t exactly in-sync. It was only a few shows into the tour when everyone was rushing around backstage before the show, and you had ran into him, accidentally. You were often clumsy, but for some reason Harry felt like maybe it wasn’t so accidental that time, like you were already getting fed up with him. And he thought maybe you assumed he was an arrogant celebrity, like so many are, and that you didn’t really want to be working on his tour, but you needed the job. And that was something that Harry hated to think.

He couldn’t have been more wrong, though. Because you were entranced by Harry, if you were being honest. You wanted to be different, and act like it was totally casual that you were around this talented, attractive, hugely successful celebrity all the time. You didn’t want to be the pathetic girl with a crush on a guy who saw you as nothing more than a source of entertainment to joke about. But, unfortunately, that wasn’t the case, you finally admitted to yourself as you paced backstage before Harry’s final show of the tour.

And you hadn’t even realized how much you didn’t want to let go of these days of having Harry joke with you and waiting for him to come backstage at the end of the show. Even if you felt like maybe he was just using you to entertain himself, to make fun of you, you couldn’t deny the attraction that you had for him. And now it was all going to be over.

You noticed Harry glance at you and smirk before walking out onto the stage in front of the huge crowd for the final time this tour. And it suddenly hit you, how much you didn’t want to lose whatever you had with him. It was all a bit too much, and you started to become extremely anxious.

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Harry returned backstage after his final song of the last concert of the tour, laughing and bouncing up and down, hyped up from the adrenaline rushing through him. Of course he was sad it was all over now, but he couldn’t help the rush that he got after every performance, and he loved it.

As he was giving sweaty hugs to his team and family backstage, he immediately noticed that you were missing. This must have been the first show that he didn’t see you immediately after finishing and returning backstage. Seriously? He thought. The last fucking show and she’s not even here?

“Hey have any of you seen Y/N?” He asked to no one in particular, hoping someone could tell him something.

“Last I saw she was heading outside through the door over there,” someone pointed.

It was a mix of worry and anger that drove Harry to immediately rush towards the door and head outside. Angry that you didn’t even pretend to care enough that he had just finished this huge world tour, but even more worried that something happened, that you weren’t okay. Shit, he thought as he realized just how important you were to him.

His heart skipped a beat when he finally found you outside, leaning against the building with your head down, trying to suppress panicked sobs.

“Whoa, what’s going on? Are you alright?” Harry asked worriedly, knowing damn well you weren’t alright but, as you usual, struggling with what to say to you.

“Fine, just - leave - please,” you managed to stutter, not wanting him to see you like this.

But Harry knew enough by the way you had one hand on your chest as you struggled to breathe evenly, tears streaming down your face, that you must have been having some kind of anxiety attack. So he did the only thing he knew to do. He walked closer to you, turned you towards him and pulled you to his chest, wrapping his tattooed arms around you as you sobbed into him.

“Shh, it’s okay, just try to breathe please. Just listen to me breathe, breathe with me,” he told you in hushed tones, concerned that you were going to pass out.

“In and out, it’s okay, just breathe with me,” he repeated when you seemed to ignore him.

After a few minutes, you’d finally calmed down enough to get sufficient air into and out of your lungs. You pulled back from Harry, embarrassed and wiping at your teary eyes.

“Hey, you better now?” Harry asked you, cautiously. The worry was evident on his face, which hadn’t gone unnoticed by you.

“I’m really sorry, yeah. Just get too anxious sometimes, I don’t know. I’m fine though, you can go back in now,” you told him, eyes fixed on his neck as you didn’t want to meet his eyes.

“No tha’s alright, wanna make sure you’re okay and stuff.” You were surprised at how much he actually seemed to care and even more surprised by how much it meant to you that he did.

“Can I ask you what brought this on?” Harry asked, referring to your embarrassing freak-out. And you didn’t want to tell him, but also this was the last show. This was it. But before you could muster up the confidence to sputter out that it was because of him, he blurt out what he’d wanted to say to you for so long now.

“I actually, erm, I want to say I’m sorry if I ever offended you with the jokes and everything. I really just like talking to you and I just needed an excuse to talk to you and for some reason that’s all I could think of. And I like you, Y/N, a lot. But I just feel like you’re so closed-off and you keep to yourself, which is one of the things I love about you, but I just need to know what you’re thinking. Please,” he pleaded with you, your eyes wide in shock. You had no idea he thought of you as anything more than a pathetic assistant, not worthy of someone of his status.

“I, um. Wow okay. I just, you’re Harry Styles. I mean obviously you know that but it’s like I feel like why would you want to talk to someone like me, you know? I’m just me, and you’re you and you intimidate me very much if I’m being honest, Harry, and -” you were cut off when Harry’s lips were suddenly pressed to yours, his hands in your hair and your arms instinctively wrapping around his neck. How is this happening? you thought to yourself, but also so happy it was.

Harry finally pulled away after a few seconds. He cleared his throat, a small smile starting to spread on his face as he looked at you to gauge your reaction.

He must have been satisfied with it because he went ahead and just blurted out: “Will you go on a date with me, Y/F/N Y/L/N?”

You stared at him, mouth slightly open and eyebrows raised. What the hell?

“If you stop being such an ass to me, then yeah. I will,” you laughed softly as Harry joined in your laughter, and you couldn’t believe you’d actually just said that. To Harry Styles.

“Deal,” he agreed.

And it definitely wasn’t the anxiety that was making it hard to breathe now.

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Hello, everyone! I have a special post today – I convinced one of my good friends, Mariah, to guest post! She’s a giant Star Wars fan and recently finished reading The Rise of Skywalker, so I asked her if she’d like to review it for the blog. If you have any questions/comments, she’ll be in the comments to talk!

Hi, everyone! My name is Mariah, and Katie asked me to collaborate with her on my own book review. I currently work with Katie at Books-A-Million, and I’m an avid reader – my choice of genre being sci-fi. That being said, this is my first ever book review or blog post for that matter, so I am a little nervous. I think Katie is absolutely crazy for asking me to do this, so please bear with me. I hope you enjoy!

Not only am I a lover of books, but I’m also an avid Star Wars Fangirl! What is a fangirl?! Well, it is just what is sound like: girls that are fans! Growing up I was always told Star Wars, comic books, or even video games were meant for boys. I was called a nerd or geek for even liking such things – words that were meant to make us feel bad for liking things that made us happy. Which is simply NOT true. Fandom is not reserved for just one gender, being a geek/nerd is okay. Being different is okay, as long as you have confidence in yourself! That’s what being a fan/fangirl is all about! And in stressful times like we are in now, we need things to help us destress. During my COVID-19 quarantine, I have been using Star Wars as my escape from reality – something I have avidly been doing since 1997. So, Katie thought since the DVD of Star Wars IX: The Rise of Skywalker is now available to everyone, it would be fun do a review on the book in comparison to the movie. Since Katie doesn’t know a damn thing about Star Wars, that’s where I come in! If I haven’t completely lost you yet, hold on tight and get ready to light speed ahead to a Galaxy far, far away!

Your enjoyment of the book is going to be reflected by the your enjoyment of the movie. Therefore, because I really enjoyed the film, I really enjoyed the book. With TROS being the final establishment in the Skywalker Saga, nine movies in total, it was a bittersweet moment for me. Twenty-five years of my life had finally come to a close, and it was a beautiful experience. After the movie had ended, I knew I had to get the movie novelization. I have read Star Wars novels that were side stories and adventures of fan favorite characters, but this was my first time reading a movie novelization. Rae Carson was not given easy task, but she executed it very well! It doesn’t fix the problems some “fans” had with the movie – which is OKAY because it wasn’t Carson’s job to do so. She does however add MORE: more context, more internal monologue, more dialogue between characters to scenes that could’ve really used them in the film. But her biggest strength is the ability to SLOW things down! If you are someone that hasn’t seen the movie since it was out in theaters, I would suggest watching the movie again, and then dive into the book. Let the book guide you, surround you.

The Rise of Skywalker is an end to a forty year saga, and you can feel those final lines by the end of the story. But like I said, it takes care of pacing issues that the film had. You really get a sense of Rey’s struggle with the Darkside more when you get a glimpse of what is really going on inside her head. Like with Rey, the book gives us more of Kylo Ren’s struggle with his past, too. We get an insight of his life as Ben Solo, something a lot of fans wanted to see more of on film. We also get more Babu Frik, who happened to be one of the breakout characters from TROS.

(Harry Potter fans may enjoy this: Babu Frik is voiced by Shirley Henderson, who played Moaning Myrtle in the Harry Potter films, RANDOM RIGHT?!!)

The home DVD release doesn’t include any deleted scenes, which is upsetting because I was hoping some of them were scenes that were in the book that I really enjoyed. Every time a new scene would happened, I would be focused. The book included extra moments with Zorii Bliss and Lando, as well as adding a new character, Chesille Sabrond captain of the Star Destroyer Derriphan on Exegol. We also got a better understanding of how Emperor Palpatine survived and why he was still alive. (I won’t spoil why right now, I’ll add those to a spoilers section.) But my over all favorite moment, is a scene shared by Chewbacca and Kylo Ren. Without spoiling too much we get a sweet “Uncle Chewie” moment with a flashback from Kylo as young Ben Solo. It’s a scene I wish we could’ve gotten in the movie. If you were someone that wanted more Ben Solo out of the film, you will get it from the book. Not as much as you might like, but enough! When he sacrifices himself to save Rey, it will make any Reylo fans’ (Rey & Kylo fan-shippers) hearts break even more. Princess Leia’s (Sorry General Leia) role works a lot better in the novelization. That’s no fault to be creators of the TROS film, for the late Carrie Fisher died in late 2016 – a year before Episode VIII: The Last Jedi (TLJ). When originally planning the new trilogy, Lucas Films originally stated that the first movie, The Force Awakens (TFA), would be Han Solo’s film. The second (TLJ) would be Luke’s, and the third would be Leia’s. Carson wasn’t limited to only unused footage from the first two films. She gives Leia more scenes, and they were an overall highlight! We were given more details about her training with Luke and her experiences with the Force.

I will say I understand why a lot of fans did not like The Rise Of Skywalker or the sequel trilogy entirely. Even though Star Wars has released novelizations of each feature film since 1977, fans didn’t have to read extra content to understand the movies of the same title. The novels didn’t add anything, and they also never took anything away either. We understand what was happening in the films, and George Lucas (original creator of Star Wars) answered those questions we were asking onscreen. The sequel trilogy lacked those elements on film, and that’s probably why fans didn’t love them as much. Star Wars was different! Unlike how most films are book adaptations, SW is a complete screenplay, and the novels and comics were extra. We shouldn’t have to go to extra source material to understand the film better, but that is the marketing world we live in. That being said, Rae Carson doesn’t get enough praise as she should for her work on the novelization of TROS. Overall she brought more in depth understanding of the characters and made them more personal than what is played out on film. I feel like you will find the novel to be a good companion, or should I say Dyad, despite how you feel about the movie itself.

Now, after all that, this is when I start getting into the SPOILERS. So, if you don’t want the book elements to be spoiled, this is your stop. Now you Rebel scums that stuck around this long with me, thank you! Assuming you have watched The Rise of Skywalker, read the novel yourself, or you don’t mind spoilers (SHAME!!!), this next part I’m going to talk about has some spoilers from the book and scenes the movie left out. Hopefully I can give you a better explanation of why things happened in The Rise of Skywalker. I’m not going to give them all away, just some of the ones I feel are important and were my favorite. So last warning… God Speed Rebels!

The novel starts off with Rey versus the film starting off at the scene of Kylo Ren. About a year has passed between The Last Jedi and The Rise of Skywalker, and not much is different between the first time we see Rey in the film versus the first time we see her in the book. We do you get more of an exchange with Leia as a Jedi master. We get a longer version of Leia’s flashback scene of her Jedi training, and we get to see her Skywalker side. We get to see how powerful Leia really is with the Force – something sadly we did not get to experience in the film. Leia knows she’s at the end of her life, and she hears Luke calling to her telling her “It’s time.” Leia being classic Leia doesn’t take orders from anyone when she knows she can do more to help others, so she lets Luke know she had “one more thing to do”. We also get a Rey and Rose exchange, which is a missed opportunity in the movie. It is very rare you see female-female interactions/friendships in a Star Wars film. It’s a scene like that I would have really liked to see play out in the movie.

Now on to Adam… I mean Kylo Ren! Kylo’s introduction is much like in the movie, VERY INTENSE! Carson was able to add more intensity than what played out on film. We learn Kylo is on the planet Mustafar, which already brings more depth into the scene because this was the same planet the final battle between Obi-Wan and Anakin Skywalker occurred in Episode III. Anakin had turned to the Darkside, becoming Darth Vader. We didn’t know where he was until after the movie had already come out, and Lucas Films informed us that Kylo was in fact on Mustafar. Knowing would’ve made the scene even more intense because he was battling on the ruins of Vader’s Castle, where his grandfather called home. Kylo is met by an oracle named the Eye of Webbish Bog, a creepy spider-like creature, and Force Whill, a creature that really makes you feel uncomfortable. The oracle reveals to Kylo something called the Wayfinder, an ancient pieces of technology created by both the Jedi and Sith. Kylo does state how easy it was for him to obtain the Wayfinder, he then concludes it’s because he was Vader’s heir and it belonged to him. Knowing this gives you a better understanding on the point made in the movie on why “only two were made” – one for the Master and for the Apprentice. Vader kept his Wayfinder on Mustafar, revealing itself to his grandson. And The Emperor kept his on the Death Star, later revealing itself to his granddaughter… Rey!

Okay, now the major question… HOW DID PALPATINE SURVIVE? Well SPOILER… Palpatine is a CLONE! Palpatine is living in a clone body, and his son, Rey’s father, was also a clone. More specifically an imperfectclone, not an identical copy of Palpatine. Rey’s father had no force-willing capabilities, therefore he was deemed useless.We learn that Palpatine’s clone body was unnatural and not powerful enough to hold Palpatine’s full spirit/power. He was able to cheat death by sending his spirit to a clone body on Exegol, as he was falling to his death in Episode VI. We also learn when the Clone Son conceived Rey the natural way, it created a perfect vessel to hold Palpatine’s spirit. If you are new to the Star Wars universe and your only experience to the movies is just the sequels trilogies, the whole Emperor coming back is a bit confusing.

The last thing I want to talk about is Kylo/Ben Solo and Rey’s connection, and that the book shows the importance of the Dyad in the Force. A dyad in the Force is a phenomenon that occurs when two Force-sensitive individuals share a unique Force-bond, connecting their minds across space and time… soulmates!! This power is very rare. Palpatine thinks he is able to use this against Rey, but he misses the key components: love and empathy. You are bonded with someone. The book explains the dyad to be a soulmate connection without actually using the word “soulmate”. If you are a Reylo shipper, that will make you happy. It doesn’t necessarily mean a romantic soulmate, but maybe it could. In theory, maybe there used to be a way that Jedi used to teach the force with a dyad, but we don’t know for sure. With all of that, let’s talk about THE KISS. I will start by saying that I am a sucker for happy endings and love wins all, therefore I am a Reylo supporter. I believe in the Ben Solo redemption. I was disappointed in the fact that the author didn’t come out and say the kiss between Ben and Rey was a romantic one. I believe it was something that needed to be clarified in the book, but, once again, you are left to interpret whether it was or wasn’t. On film that was a romantic kiss to me. In the books, Carson writes it for Rey as being a “kiss of gratitude”, but for Ben it was more “endearment”. So, what? He was friend zoned?! While reading the scene I still interpreted it as an act of love. I feel like why we never got a clear explanation is because of Hollywood. For some reason, Hollywood movies and shows don’t like to show powerful women in a happy relationship or in one at all. Either she is isolated and doesn’t have a love interest at all, or she is at odds with the other person who typically is played out as her equal. My favorite thing (sarcasm, definitely) is when they kill off a loved one/s, and in her pain/loss, she gains her strength – which is bullshit! I’m not wanting a damsel in distress, but I also don’t want a total “I don’t need anybody.” I’d like a happy medium. Powerful woman can have a love interest. A partner doesn’t take that power away from them.

No more spoilers! In conclusion, my overall thoughts of the book were positive. In many ways, the Skywalker saga is about love and family, the inner conflict between the Lightside and the Darkside, and the Force that connects one another into a balance. At the end of the film, we see a parallel moment between Rey and Luke watching the twin sunsets, which is a nice way to connect the stories.

Thank you for reading, I do hope you enjoyed my first ever book review! Thank you, Katie, for asking me to do this collaboration with you. I look forward to hearing your comments and questions! May The Force Be With You!

Mariah D Carley

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