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rockaesthetic · 1 year
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I LOVE HIS NEW ALBUM OH MY GOSH
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I AM GOING FERAL OVER NIALL’S NEW ALBUM
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harrysmimi · 1 year
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The Missing Co-writer
Synopsis: Harry doesn't feel to hide anymore
CW: Loads of fluff and sliver of a cute little drunkrry.
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Guess what?!
YN got an offer to write along with one of the most genius and know artist of her generation. Harry couldn't be more proud of his fiance!
Well, she took up on the offer just because how much she loved writing music with her Harry. He won Album of the year, for the album they both wrote together. Kinda. But there many songs he wrote with her which his fans love so much. That's what he wants, his fans to enjoy what he makes.
When Jeffery told YN about this offer she contemplated it like every life decision she has to make. Harry on the other hand was just so stubborn on getting her to agree on this because one, she loved to do it the first time around, two, she's got a fucking degree in music, and three, she get paid for it, which she so deserves. She didn't get paid it the first time around, well, she didn't wanted to.
She was there with him at the Grammy's, though she insisted on staying away from the cameras. Harry respected her decision to do so.
They had a great night afterwards at the after party. He introduced YN to all of his closest friends in the industry, the ones he knows would respect his privacy and not talk about this publicly.
But today, he missed her like hell!
He was at the Brit awards. Nominated for four of the categories. But his love was away to work on this new project she seemed so excited for.
He doesn't want to hold her back so, when he told her he was having a great time preparing for the award show... he lied. Whilst she wouldn't be able to make it back home in time, he doesn't want her to be lost and feel guilty for anything. He's sure she'll be watching him on the TV anyway. At the end, he gets to have her all to himself and celebrate all over again for achivement he got for the work they did together.
He asked Gemma to go with him, lile he did last time and she did agree. They were having a good time but he still missed his YN there. All three times he mentioned people who helped him write this album so special to his heart, he contemplated on mentioning her name. Not because he doesn't feel like he should or anything of the stupid reason, just because he wants to keep her protected so badly!
YN already got enough hate, even though people don't know her name, who she is, what she does, what she is like in person. No one deserves that.
Yes, he did kissed Lewis Capaldi drunkenly but he knows YN will be laughing more when they're reunited by in three days.
With a drink in his hand and his phone in the other, he made a treck to the bathroom. He wanted to call her and talk to her. He needed to.
One ring...
Two ring...
Three...
"Hello Hazza!" Her happy voice chirped through the call.
"Hi, baby." Harry smiled with his phone held upto his ear. He could hear the award show playing in the background from her side.
"I am so proud of you, Harry. Three put of four, and you got to kiss Lewis!" She gasped in pure joy. "Not gonna lie, Niall is going to be real mad at you and it did made a tiny bit jealous."
That earned a giggle from him, "I'm sorry about that. I miss you so much, I wish you were here with me baby." His voice wavered as his eyes got teary. "We did this together. For the first time, this is happening to me and couldn't be more proud of us. I wanted to call you up and say how much I love you. I fucking love you so much, YN. Without you this wouldn't have been possible. Thank you for being my muse and my rock throughout these years. I'm gonna need this till my heart stops pumping inside me chest. I know how right of s decision I made by asking you to marry me. I want you to know how I appreciate you for everything you do, even though I don't mention you tonight in any of my speeches. I just want to protect you."
"I know you do love me Harry," YN sighed on the other side. He was sure she's crying too by now, "I know you appreciate me, and you exactly know why. They say 'don't meet your heros', but I'm so fucking glad I did! I wish I was there with you too. You don't have to mention me any of your speeches to tell me how you about us. I'd have it just between you and I."
"I just don't want you to feel left out, my love. Because you're not." Harry sniffled. "Also, I don't want to hide anymore. I want to be able to hold you close and not worry about being photographed, and, and want to kiss you wherever we are. Want to brag about how amazing my love is! I truly do. But I want to protect you, you already get enough slack for choosing to stay by my side."
"I know but we can't control it, can we now?" He could hear her sniffle on the other side, "I want you to do what you want to. Not going to hold you back, we can get through anything and everything together, right?"
"Mhmm." He nodded to himself. "I love you so much."
"I love you so much!" She reciprocated, "now tell me the truth, you're crying because you're drunk right?"
"Hey!" He whined just to hear her soft giggles from the other side, "you're a meanie!"
"No, I'm not!" She teased him, "stay safe Hazza, I'll be home day after tomorrow."
"Mhmm, I'd stay longer and talk to you hut Jeffery is calling me now." He shared. "Maybe I'll skip the party later."
"No, I want you go. Please Harry?" She requested, "I don't want to skip on anything because pf me. You already don't go out when you're home."
"Okay." He sounded. "I love you!"
"I love you more." She chuckled. It was like almost the tenth time he's saying that to her.
"This is not a compitition but," he slurred, "I love you more!"
"Okay, you win."
"See it wasn't that hard to agree, was it?"
"Hmm, I think you would be in trouble as Jeffery is texting me to ask you to get off the call they're about to announce Album of The Year." She shared.
"Fuck! I should go." He sighed.
"Mhmm, I'll see you soon."
"See you baby, be safe okay?"
"You too, Harry." He could hear her smile through the phone, "and no, I wasn't going to admit, it's a fact I love you more. Bye!" And the call went dead before he could argue.
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"And the winner is..." Stanley Tucci opened the envelope to announce the winner, "Harry Styles."
Harry was ecstatic. Hugging Gemma and fist bumping everyone on his way to the stage.
"There is literally no one I love more in this world than Stanley Tucci. Thank you very much!" Harry chuckled as he looked at his award and pauses for a moment, "umm... This uhh... This night has been really special to me and I will never forget. Thank you so much for the welcome home. I appreciate so much there is no place like home. Thank you, thank you, thank you! I'm so so proud to be an British Artist out there in the world, I'm so proud to be here tonight celebrating British Artists, British Music. Thank you, thank you, I'm going to hand it to Tom and Tyler. Thank you so much for this. I'm so grateful, thank you!"
Harry glanced at his friends who are also his co-writer on the album. But one of them was missing and it was bugging him so much. He took in a deep breath.
"I want to thank my missus, who, who uhh... has been a great support. She wrote this album with us too. I couldn't be more in love with or grateful to a person than I am to you. Thank you, thank you so much for being my muse and my rock through all these years. And... I love you!" He flashed a sheepish smile and blew a little kiss to the crowd before he walked down the stage.
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"Harry you did not!" YN exclaimed the first thing after she entered through the door of their flat, dropping her bags on the floor.
"Yes I— owh!" He grabbed onto her tight as she launched on him with a bear hug. "Yes I did baby!"
"You won all four of them!" She celebrated, "I am so fucking happy for you," she placed a smoothering kiss on his mouth, "you deserve every bit of happiness and success out there. I'm so, so, so, so proud of you!"
"Thank you, darling." He chuckled at her excitement as he hugged her again, "I thought you were going to kill me for saying I love you to you on TV!" He pulled away to get another deserving kiss.
In her own words; he deserved every happiness in this world!
"I would be mad if you didn't." She rolled her eyes.
"Did you..." he sighed, "just rolled your eyes at me, baby?"
"Oh come on, I am so proud of you Harry!" She clung onto him like a Koala bear again.
No, she's just that short in front of him.
"I missed you!" He picked her up and waddled his way to the sofas so they can sit and talk.
"I missed you!" She reciprocated. "When did you get home after the after-party?"
"At five in the morning the next day." He smiled sheepishly as he sat both of them down, YN straddling gis lap.
"Look at you!" She playfully punched his arm. "No but seriously Harry, I do think you hold back to go out and have fun with your friends like you used to. You don't have to stay back just because I have the most boring personality ever!"
"Who said you have a boring personality?" He scoffed, "I'd rather stay home with you and teach Milo new trick, make some new recipe and make a disaster of out kitchen or just watch TV, or, wait for it... this one is my favourite: have sex." That earned a laugh from her, "Than go out and drink, torture my kidneys and have a hangover for next three days."
"Okay." She nodded.
"You did not install twitter on your phone again, right?" He asked.
"Nope." She assured him. Because she didn't.
"Good because ee don't even want to go there." He took in a breathe of relief. "We still need to plan more for our wedding though, don't we?"
"Mhmm!" She nodded. "You sure you want to go for The Savoy than your villa in Italy, or better Anne's backyard garden that she offered for us to use?"
"What's wrong with the hotel?"
"Haz, it's very expensive!"
"So is going to be the villa." Was his only argument.
"Well, no, you own it. And it's less expense. You can even make that money back, by putting it on for rent. For maybe a month or so, I'm sure." She suggested.
"What's wrong?" He could just read through her, "you know you can share it with me, baby. Is something bugging you.
"I don't know," she sighed, "I want to be an equal part on this. I'm saving up for when we get our new place. And everything adding up gets very expensive. On my side at least."
"Mm." He sounded and took his time to think.
Look, he does want to be a part this whole planning thing. The only thing he doesn't want disrupted is their wedding. The hotel provides more privacy, he can have his team sign and agreement with them. His mum's backyard garden and the Italian villa can be invaded. In fact his pictures were taken ages ago with a drown in his private property.
"We'll split it." He answered, "I don't want our special day be ruined by people invading our privacy. The villa isn't that... How do I put this? Safe enough for our privacy. I don't want to force you nor do I want to make you feel less. Just chip however much you can or we'll figure something else, yeah?"
"Hmm, I'll think about it." She nodded.
Milo jumped up on the sofa spooking his mother and making his dad laugh, meowing for attention. Harry has been a amazing cat dad since day one!
"Hello my love!" YN cooed and picked the little feline up. He started purring immediately.
"He's very fucking partial!" Harry gasped looking at the kitty. "He never comes upto me like this."
That just made YN laugh.
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N O T E :
Pls lemme know how you liked this one.
And if you have any requests for THIS particular couple, I'm taking in requests.
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statementlou · 3 months
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Hi, I know your acc is dedicated to Louis but are you not a fan of Harry and his music too (or any of the other boys' for that matter)? Also, I was wondering if 'coincidences' like Dylan having a song called 'You're Not Harry Styles' on her discography are just those for you? Coincidences I mean. I can absolutely understand that you or others aren't sure that they are still together, but when stuff like this happens I do wonder what you think of it?
case by case! some stuff I absolutely think is on purpose, some stuff that people go bananas over I think is literally nothing, something they won't even be aware of or care about, some stuff I think does suggest they are still together, but I also think they both definitely play to the larry side of the fandom sometimes but that that DOESN'T necessarily mean anything other than that they are playing to the fans so that muddies the waters considerably as far as knowing anything about their lives (and good for them! sad for us lol but I'm happy for them). As far as fanning, I am still invested in the whole damn gang of them but with very varying placements along the line from unconditional love to frustrated irritation so I'm interested in everything that's going on and super nosy about all of it but is that being a FAN?? IDK by fandom standards but otoh like... no normal person knows as much about Harry Styles as I do so I guess you could say so lol. And I do like Harry's music! It's not as tailor made to my exact personal tastes as Louis' but I like a lot of it and like seeing him at the forum in 2018 was one of the best shows I've been to in my life, I don't hate it you know! And he can be very funny on the rare occasion we get to see it. And I love a lot of Zayn's music (and have a lot of affection for his weirdo fuckboi self) and to be honest I am EXTREMELY invested in the possibility of getting to see Zayn perform at some point be it livestream or whatever I really think it might happen?!! I will lose it if so. Liam's music, and Niall's these days, isn't really my thing, but I'm always keeping up and I can't give Liam the hugs he so desperately needs so I hope he gets his radio hit! So idk I'm still OT5 oriented in some ways but there is only one man in this world who never disappoints me/ I would give it all up for/ I actually truly think is one of the world's rarest and specialist angels/ I think is a music and business and just general industry genius of his time/ has the prettiest voice I have ever heard/ etc and I think we all know who that is...
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zot3-flopped · 4 months
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I have a lot to say on the subject of why Harry was behaving as he was in the last two or three years of 1D. (That Letdown blog is so biased, obviously, she’s ignoring so much.) It all depends on how you really, truly view all of the people in the band, maybe excluding Niall, who seemed miraculously exempt from all rancour but also interest.
I see Louis as a disruptor, a nasty little man whose idea of fun is to harm people and laugh about it. Lazy and untalented. Louis fans see him as a soft and vulnerable sweetheart with a vast intellect and sense of integrity (literally incredible to me). I see Liam as his sidekick, a young man who’s said openly he doesn’t know who he is, who followed Louis in his antics, but who worked hard on stage. I see Zayn as a person who isn’t temperamentally suited to being famous, talented up to a point, but not a giver in any sense. Fans of Zayn want him to be a musical genius with an off-the-scale talent but the fact is he’s just a somewhat good singer who unrealistically joined a boy band that got bigger than he could cope with, and anyway ended up sour because they weren’t going to be able to do r’n’b (can you imagine how pathetic it would have been for them to try).
Then I look at Harry, who must have been seeing everywhere, day after day, that he was the one with ‘it’, that he was the beating heart of the band - and he was looking round at these young men who were fucking about, disrupting stuff, taking advantage, staying unrealistic. So of course he planned to get out of 1D, which let’s face it wasn’t going to last because boybands don’t. But he never hid it, he did a lot in plain sight: building his relationship with Jeff, learning to write songs with others, changing his style, never socialising with the others, and of course being up front about not wanting to sign another contract. His fans were aware so the band was aware.
I just don’t see how any of that means he was underhanded about it. It could not have been more clear. That’s just the stuff we know about. If you think Louis is a little baby boy who deserves the world, then you must think Harry was being cruel - but to accuse him of being devious is to misuse that word. If you think Liam and Zayn deserved the most because they’re good singers, then it looks unfair that Harry wins all the time, but it’s a misunderstanding about what makes entertainment.
It’s my opinion that Harry took everything in, got the piss taken regularly by his bandmates, hated how they didn’t nurture themselves personally or professionally, wanted more for himself, knew he could deliver it. He wasn’t going to sacrifice that opportunity for the sake of a few people who would never, ever thank him for it. He worked out his contract and is only ever complimentary about his time in 1D. He made a couple of jokes/comments about Zayn but never about the others, and is on the record as saying multiple times that he enjoyed his time in the band, that there’s a strong bond between them, that they are in touch still (not sure I believe that actually but we do not know). Letdown mod seems fixated on him saying that he felt some shame and anxiety about contracts, but that doesn’t negate anything he’s also said. We are all capable of negative feelings whilst also appreciating the good in something: if we are emotionally mature, that is. In any case those aren’t the words of someone who is shitting all over his time in the band or slagging off his bandmates.
TL;DR if you are unrealistic about who 1D were as people, you might also be unrealistic about why at least 3 of them were not good to work with. It’s been years now, it’s been established that everyone knew what Harry was doing if they only had eyes to see: he wasn’t hiding it, and he was actually allowed to not sign another contract, people do that all the time if they don’t like their job.
👏👏👏👏 Agree with every word.
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youcouldstartacult · 7 months
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on another note, let's talk about niall choosing the coach performance song like the musical genius that he is!! he always has a vision like saying reba sounds exactly like how he thought she would on the song I would love to see how his brain works?! Also the number of views this performance got is crazy it's nearly 17M on tiktok, 10M on insta and 2M on youtube! And it's not the first time like saying he only saw gina singing wicked game from the first time he heard her sing only for that performance to be her breakout moment on the show...musical talent not many has that
are you talking about take it easy by the eagles? if so agree! he’s so good at finding both the strengths and intricacies of people’s voices. and that comes from him studying music. no one studies music anymore!!!! he’s taught himself over five instruments from studying a range of music on his own. it’s honestly so impressive and no one does it nowadays.
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jamespotterthefirst · 2 years
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Too Much To Ask (Ethan x MC)
Book: Open Heart, Book 2 Pairing: Dr. Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Dr. Lilac Allende) Word count: 1.2K Warning: None Prompt:  #77. “i’ve been thinking about you all day.” Premise: Drunk and hurt, she leaves him a voicemail while he’s in the Amazon.
A/N: Thank you anonymous! And thank you Niall for the tears.
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The chaotic harmony of laughter, music, and dancing makes the air in Donahue’s electric. It pulses through her veins with each beat of the rhythmic music, with each sway of her body. All of it combined sends her broken heart into an accelerated flutter, relieved from all the suffering at long last.
The room seems to shift, as though the Earth is tilted on its side and Lilac stops dancing. She blinks, trying to remember how many drinks hum in her system. One? Two? Six?
She had stopped counting hours ago.
On instinct, her eyes flicker to the door. The hope of seeing a tall figure stride into the bar flutters in her chest like a butterfly. The pain of realizing he's miles away claws at her insides, threatening to knock her off balance.
Strong hands steady her, gently gripping her hips, burning her.
“Are you alright?” the beautiful stranger she had been dancing with asks. “Do you want to take a break?”
Finally regaining her balance, Lilac studies him. His honey colored eyes framed by dark lashes are the wrong color… his nose doesn’t slope quite as gracefully… the smile that adorns his face doesn’t make her breath hitch… his expression is open and not a guarded secret for her—and only her— to decipher…
“What’s your name?” she shouts over the music.
“Anthony.”
His name, his scent, his voice… they aren't him.
“What’s yours?” he prompts.
Lilac staggers back, limbs heavy with the realization that she doesn’t want to give this stranger any part of her. Vaguely, she thinks, rather humorlessly, how there isn’t much left to give. Everything she was had left a few weeks ago, neatly stowed away in the pocket of a man who hadn’t bothered to return any of her calls.
“What’s your name?” he repeats, assuming she hadn’t heard him.
Misery threatens to crush her.
“I have to go,” she says abruptly.
Not waiting for an answer, Lilac flees to the quietest corner of the beer garden. The fresh air cools her clammy skin and the relief is almost blissful. Ensuring that she is really alone, she shuts her eyes tightly, finally allowing the onslaught of memories to crash into the forefront of her mind.
Intelligent, arresting blue eyes the color of the fine line where the sky and the sea kiss… A rueful smile that appeared after he lost the battle against it, always as a result of her antics… the intricate smell of his cologne, so rich that Lilac swears it still lingers on her pillow… his rough lips against her neck, uttering her name like a prayer as their bodies united…
Without being conscious of her actions, her phone ends up pressed against her ear, connecting to the familiar number.
“You have reached Ethan Ramsey. Leave a message.”
Lilac had always rushed to hang up before the beep but not tonight.
Beep.
“Ethan, it’s Lilac.”
She stops, trying to regain as much sense as she can muster through the drunken haze.
“Look, I know you don’t want to talk to me. It doesn’t take a genius to figure that out…” She swallows the lump in her throat. “And I know what you’d say to me if you were here. ‘I’m busy fighting an epidemic, Lilac. Not everything is about you.’ And then I’d call you out on your bullshit.”
Another shaky, shattered breath leaves her lips.
“I just needed to hear your voice tonight.” she continues, her voice small. Tears prickle the corners of her eyes, her throat tightening.
Another pause as she lets her shoulders fall. The last bit of restraint leaves her in a breath. There is no use trying to forget him or to pretend his absence doesn't kill her. It was a losing battle from the start.
“Ethan, I—”
The tears spill down her cheeks now.
“I’ve been thinking about you all day,” she tells him, devastated at the prospect that he might never hear the words. “I think about you everyday. Every moment. Is it selfish to hope you’re thinking about me too?”
There is a beep that announces the end of the recording. With a broken exhale, Lilac leans against the brick wall. When more tears come, she doesn't try to fight them back.
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Sleep refuses to take him despite the bone-deep exhaustion that comes from working during a public health crisis. Ethan lays motionless on his mattress, staring at the blank ceiling of his bedroom. It almost feels peaceful save for the turmoil in his mind. At the center of it all, commanding his every thought, is Lilac.
Lilac, who swept into his life like a torrent. Lilac, who left it just as quickly, leaving him in vast nothingness. The empty space beside him on his bed is proof of that. It feels cold, every inch screaming for her to claim her rightful place, just like she had claimed every part of Ethan.
Pale moonlight illuminates a sliver of the dark room and for a moment, he pictures her there. She'd saunter over to his side, clad in one of his shirts, playful smile rendering her more beautiful still. And he'd hold her, intent on never letting her go…
But he had let her go.
“Goddammit.”
A chirp from his bedside table interrupts the spiraling agony. It startles him since reception there is so bad, the abandoned cell phone seldom rings.
It's a new voicemail.
His stomach leaps when he sees the name.
“Lilac,” he exhales, like greeting a familiar face after a long battle.
He doesn't even try to resist. Impatient fingers tap the phone screen until it's connecting to his voicemail. Aimlessly, he sifts through days worth of messages, all from colleagues checking in. People who did not matter as much as she did.
“Ethan, it’s Lilac.”
The bliss her voice brings is dizzying.
“Look, I know you don’t want to talk to me…”
Ethan hears a mix of things in her voice, each like a punch to the gut. First, acute sadness and hopelessness, followed by the unmistakable slur that only alcohol brings. Still, Lilac marches through her words like the formidable soul she is—the bravest out of the two.
“... And then I’d call you out on your bullshit.”
Her broken sigh, ragged at the edges, cuts deep into him.
She's right though. Lilac could see through his pretenses with an ease that sometimes terrified him. And that's why he had to run away at the first opportunity. He couldn't walk around that goddamn hospital pretending he didn't—
“I just needed to hear your voice tonight.”
His throat tightens.
“Ethan, I—”
Foolish hope stirs to life with that broken sentence. How was she going to complete it? The same way he completed his?
Because he is sure of that now.
Leaving her made him face the inevitable and undeniable fact.
I love you, he thinks. I love you enough to shout it from the rooftops without any hope of hearing it back. I love you enough to spend the rest of my life cherishing the short time I had with you.
“I think about you everyday. Every moment. Is it selfish to hope you’re thinking about me too?”
There would never be a moment when he wouldn't think of her.
But thinking of her only made things more difficult for them both.
I love you enough to let you go.
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A/N: Thank you for reading! 
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But honestly this strategy to sell his cds and stuff with promised exclusive music is just so fucking clever!
And it’s full on working- I practically had to physically hold myself back to buy my third cd of his album because of the promised bonus tracks😅
Hi dear,
Oh yes this is genius! LOL They're selling the same CD/vinyl, just with different colors right? Then a few look the same, but have 1 or 2 bonus songs.
It's *really* working. I mean I bought like 3 vinyls, 3 CDs and 3 cassette tapes bc of this. And I can't even play any of them bc I don't have a player. (I will get one now obviously...my Harry vinyls have been crying on the shelf).
1D did this all the time. They'd have 289724862786827 exclusive CDs and vinyls. For them it was even better with 5 boys. 5 CDs right off the bat with your fave's face on it. Do you want the Niall green exclusive, orange or yellow? How about the Louis one in purple or red? LOL
Great marketing and helps him get on the charts!
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chanse-mccrary · 6 months
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💙Smoshblr December Asks Day 8💛
Who are your top 3 favourite bands/musicians?
And (once again) would ppl be able to guess it was you, just by being presented with these three musicians?
In light of my Spotify wrapped, my top three are:
Conan Gray Conan was somebody I discovered just last year when Superache came out and Disaster became my #1 song of the year lmfao! Conan's songwriting is just too genius!
Billie Eilish What more can I say? Her music is also so great, can't enough of it (esp. WWIMF)
Daniel Seavey He is from Why Don't We (one of my fav bands) and his debut EP/album is pure chef's kiss. Honourable mentions:
NEZZA (she's a small artist but pls listen to her [club solita, poison])
Niall Horan (obsessed with this king fr fr)
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an-honest-puck · 1 year
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a collection of highlights and viewing notes from 'The Wizard of Paddington Station' because I don't have the time to liveblog while watching but I do have thoughts
(also: holy heck this got long XD)
I'm sorry to start this way but: the protagonist having a dead mother? yeah, that's a D1sney movie alright
in a more positive reflection of this movie: mate this was WHOLESOME AF OMG
so many good Hen quotes!!!!!! the man's a genius!!!!!
"Power! End of song." - Hen
"I do love an exaggerated scroll" - Hen
"And yet! A doubt circles me. Represented by this hoop. *holds up the headband/circlet from props* I reach through the hoop and pull out the doubt. Do you see what the doubt is?" - Hen, lowkey turning everything into a magic show XD
so many hat bits pfffff lololol
Bry's little "Oh! My hat!" when her hat gets taken away!!! D:
Hen: You are demoted to a hatless position.
Bry: I will walk a hatless existence 😔
give her character back her hat she's so sadddd DX
Bry: Could I have a hat with a pom pom on it, sire?
Hen *trying to pause dramatically but really checking the props hat rack*: ... Yes, we have one of those.
I don't think I've heard of a spell that terrifies me more than the tax-based spells from this movie /jk
any time Hen just declares "End of song" is gold lmaooo
Nancy and Josh as bins XD
"Hello, love! How are ya, darling?" - Nancy, as a bin lolol
Petunia (Ellie): What would I do without you two [bins]?
Bin #2 (Josh): Probably litter.
^ award for best unnoticed line goes to (which wasn't even the award of the night lmao)
I did not realise how much this highlights reel was just quotes but boy howdy there are just so many good ones XD
"You've only gone and put the hat in a portal, you mug" - Nancy, rather affectionately lol
the tickets!!!! don't put them in the bin!!!!! D:
Bry: I could delay people's taxes with this hat!
Hen: Certainly. You can cause massive inconvenience in a whole new other branch of public service.
Josh miming all the instruments in that one musical number lololol
Nancy: I missed the birth of my child child child
Nancy: I missed my child's 7th birthday birthday birthday
Josh: I missed my birth birth birth
hello can someone please tell me why 'Half Wizard' is one of the most audibly pleasing songs I've ever listened to?????????
Josh Elliot strikes again with his lovely baritone (?) good lord-
also, who does that "wi-i-i-zard!" line?! because it's either Bry or Niall and I know who I want it to be I like to think Niall's got the range lol
not Bry and Niall giving their ticket characters the most heartwrenching/heartwarming character backstories and arcs!!!!! 😭
everyone: THERE'S NOT ONLY ONEEEEEE / WIZARD OF PADDINGTONNNNN / THE WIZARD OF PADDINGTONNNN / IS IN FACT / IS IN FACT / IS IN FACT / EVERY-
Nancy: O- *no one else is singing*
Hen: *deliberately making everyone pause*
everyone: *trying not to break too badly*
everyone: ... ONEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!
Bryony: to the moon!
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October 19th, 2007
hello hello hello to anyone who actually finds these interesting, we just like having an excuse to look through our photos.
here’s some photos from ireland: just to prove we went
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thats us chillin’ (haha ellen is a comedy genius) in the fridge in belfast
there were bad omens for the tour in belfast considering the power went off as soon as we started our set. but we feng shuid and cleaned our chi and started the tour anyway. we also made tom felate a banana…
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The first memorable thing to have happened was the bread face we made in bristol…(on another note Ollie is currently continuing his quest to try and fit into as many small spaces as possible. This week he is attempting to get into the kitchen cuboard in The Cockpit. He is currently in the cuboard. He just fell out of the cuboard. People are laughing, i think he may be crying in pain. Possibly concussed.) Back to the bread face, all appreciate the glory and wonder of its kiwi eyes and banana smile. We were so proud of the success of this initial experiment that we thought we would make him a brother. He is closely modelled on his siblings, apart from the additional banana eyebrows and extra detail (note the lifelike haribo eyes.)
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We have been touring with the wonderful You say party! We say die! and dead good Sky Larkin, who have been brilliant company and have been fairly embarassing to play after due to the fact we suck bottoms compared to them. The photo below is a example of YSP!WSD! majesty when we all played in Manchester together, although you cant really tell she is wearing a amazing gold dress. Krista is a shining star in a dark night. Devon is a dark knight mounting a shining star. Derek is an explosion of stardust onto the face of Steve who is painting glitter on Becki. (Their words not ours.)
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Before the gig in Manchester Neil decided to try and to prove that we are the second most punk rock band in England by letting us write on him in eyeliner. He then removed his shirt during the second song prompting his mum to worry that he had got a rather hideous new tattoo. We also did a interview in Manchester with a certain someone who wasnt very careful when texting a friend during the show and a mutual friend reported to us afterwards that this certain someone said that some of the band were fit, and perhaps dirty and looked like they like to experiment in bed due to their appearance. The bands response to this is that we are all very hygienic and extremely boring in bed.
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In Glasgow we were given some brilliant Fan art which is Niall’s own interpretation of our little faces, and bodies. He has also included himself in the picture, but at first we just thought he had mispelt Neil. It is now sitting on our Dashboard, and if anyone wants to make us some more to perk up our van we would be very grateful. I would also like some febreeze to save time on washing. If we get two we might be able to set up a fan art page on our website….
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We had a aftershow party in Glasgow (our very first organised aftershow party) at the Garage, we think however the staff are perhaps….muppets. They took our whisky off us at the door, they searched Ellen to the point of sexual abuse asking her to tell them where her Weed was because “they were going to find it and throw her out.” Ellen does not smoke weed, but the fact she roaches her rizla packets for rollies because she cant be bothered to buy filters made the security suspicious. This also makes them stupid. But the party was extremely fun despite the music of Good Charlotte/30 Seconds to Mars being continously filtered through to the area we were in.
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Doug from Sky Larkin and Gareth demonstrate their gunts in Newcastle. This show was possibly the most rock n roll one we have ever played. There was a stage invasion, and someone tried to steal the melody horn. Someone suceeded in stealing the glock beater, and the korg was knocked over. The glock beater has been passed down for many generations in the Campesinos family, so I am asking the person who borrowed it to turn themselves in to their nearest police station before things get ugly. Yep. Alek is Russian, Tom is Italian and between them they can summon enough mafia to make you feel very uncomfortable.
To add to the Rock n Rollness of the evening Harriet and Ellen thought it would be appropriate to don their best bread hats as they headed to the aftershow DJ set which we all did just down the road from the gig. An exclusive album track was played much to everyones apathy, and the classic “Gravel Pit” by the Wu-Tang clan was pulled out. Gareth played M.I.A like 8 times.
To make everyone leave he had to play the most requested song of the night, which was deemed some Pixies song, and was counted by a show of hands from the eight people remaining.
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and that is a runthrough of all our adventures so far. we’ll keep you updated. lots of love and hugs, ellen and aleks and the rest of LC!
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I actually really love Niall. Harry is my fave, but I’ve seen Niall once in concert and he puts on a good show and you can just tell he loves music. So I think him being a coach on the show is a genius move because he gets to coach in something he loves and he becomes more of a household name
I haven’t followed his career at all but yeah, I really liked what I saw of him last night binge watching youtube videos of the show 😂. It’s like you said, you can tell he loves music so much and he’s so nice to contestants. It really looks like he’s been doing it for years, it’s def a good fit for him
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One Direction vs The Purge vs Death Note (v2)
It was the annual Purge, and the streets were filled with chaos and violence. People were killing each other without fear of reprisal, and the authorities had retreated to their bunkers, leaving the citizens to fend for themselves.
In the midst of all this, a group of five young men were making their way through the city. They were One Direction, the biggest boy band in the world, and they had come to the Purge to film a music video for their new single.
As they walked through the empty streets, they couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. The Purge was supposed to be a time for catharsis and release, but instead it had turned into a nightmarish hellscape.
Suddenly, they heard a scream. They turned to see a woman being attacked by a group of masked men. Without hesitation, the band members sprang into action.
Harry and Niall ran at the attackers, swinging fists and feet. Liam pulled out a knife and lunged at one of the assailants, while Zayn and Louis grabbed the woman and pulled her to safety.
But as they were fighting, they were being watched. Two figures, lurking in the shadows, had been observing them for some time. They were Light Yagami, the genius high school student who had obtained the power of the Death Note, and his rival, the eccentric detective L.
Light and L had both decided to venture out into the Purge, hoping to take advantage of the chaos to further their own goals. But when they saw One Direction in action, they couldn't resist the opportunity to observe them.
As the boys continued to fight off the attackers, Light and L approached them, their expressions unreadable.
"Interesting," L said, as he watched Liam stab an attacker in the chest. "I've never seen a knife wielded quite like that before."
Light nodded in agreement. "Yes, these boys seem to be quite skilled in combat. I wonder if they would make good pawns in my game."
L shot Light a look of disdain. "You always think you can use people to further your own goals. But these boys have their own lives to live."
Light sneered at L. "You always were too soft. But mark my words, L. One day, I will defeat you, and I will become the god of this new world."
The two men disappeared back into the shadows, leaving One Direction to continue their fight against the Purge.
And when the night was over, and the Purge had ended, the boys looked back on what they had accomplished with a sense of pride. They had stood up to the madness and made their voices heard.
But they also knew that there was still work to be done. The world was a dangerous place, and there were people like Light and L who would stop at nothing to achieve their goals.
And with that in mind, they headed home, ready to continue making music and spreading their message of hope and unity. But they couldn't shake the feeling that they had been watched, and that there were darker forces at work in the world than they could ever imagine.
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Treat People With Kindness (The BAU)
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Summary: Garcia gets Reid into Harry Styles and everyone subsequently loses their minds over it.
Content: Honestly just funny I’m not sure what to call it
MC’s name/pronouns: No alternate main character, just Spencer.
Word Count: 1706
A/N: This whole fic was inspired by the fact that a fan gave Matthew Gray Gubler a Treat People With Kindness pin, which then sparked my friend Emily and I to theorize that Spencer Reid would absolutely be a Harry Styles stan. So yeah, this is literally just the product of one fan interaction lmao
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“I got a good feelin’.”
“... What’s he doing?” Emily leaned over and whispered to JJ, who just shook her head.
“I’m just takin’ it all in.”
“Ok, what happened to Reid?” Morgan joined them, and they both shrugged, watching Spencer walk through the doors of the office. 
“Floatin’ up and dreamin’.”
“You know, maybe I need to add him to my drug test list too.” Hotch had stepped out of his office, trying to hide his grin as they saw Spencer making his way to his desk, headphones in and practically dancing over to his seat, mouthing every word of the song he was listening to. He plopped down in it with a little spin, opening a file on his desk without ever taking his headphones out. 
“Try ‘Dancing with the Stars,’” Emily laughed, and JJ broke away from their group, heading over to his desk. 
“Hey Spence,” She rested her arms on the divide between his desk and Emily’s, tapping on it to get his attention. 
“Maybe we can find a place to feel good.”
“Spence!” She tapped his arm this time, and he practically jumped out of his skin, turning to face her.
“And we can treat -”
He quickly tore the headphones out of his ears, setting them down on his desk and looking up at her, clearing his throat.
“Sorry. I was listening to something.” He gestured to the headphones still connected to his phone, as if that wasn’t already obvious. 
“Yeah, I noticed,” JJ laughed.
“Do we have a case?” 
“Nothing yet, you’re good.” She tried fruitlessly to hide her grin, and he gave her a strange look.
“Ok…”
“So,” She plopped down in Emily’s chair, rolling it over to sit near him, “What were you listening to?”
“Oh!” His face lit up, and he grabbed his phone, holding it out for her to see. She put the headphones in her ears, hearing the final moments of the song he’d been jamming to.
“And we can treat people with kindness, find a place to feel good.”
“Harry Styles?” JJ laughed incredulously, handing him back his phone. 
“You’ve heard of him?” He asked, taking the phone and sitting it back on his desk and turning back to her.
“I’m pretty sure most people have heard of him, Spence.”
“Ok, well, I hadn’t. But on Saturday I was speaking at the University of Mary Washington with Rossi, and one of the girls gave me this, after the lecture,” He grabbed his bag off the back of the chair, pointing to a round pin clipped on the strap. It was enamel, with light pink on the inside and a red rose in the center, encircled by the phrase “Treat People With Kindness” in black lettering. “And you know, naturally I thought it was a good message so I put it on my bag and I thought that was all it was. But then I ran into Garcia.”
“Oh god.”
“I was walking in yesterday and she saw it and kind of freaked out a little bit, and pulled me into her office and played me the song - the one you just listened to - and it was amazing and so I told her I thought it was amazing, which made her freak out even more and then you called with a case so I left, only to receive a a YouTube playlist a few hours later that she told me I had to watch every video on or she’d stop printing the case files for me.”
“You know she loves you too much to actually do that, right?”
“I mean, the odds were low, but I wasn’t going to risk it. Either way, I sort of listened to every single song on Fine Line and Self-Titled in one night and also a whole bunch of interviews that she sent me and he’s really funny and his music is great and the moral of the story is I kind of love him.”
JJ sent back in her chair, dumbfounded. “Dude… you mean to tell me Garcia made you a Harry Styles fan?”
“Pretty much, yeah.”
“I - Penelope!” JJ left without another word, making her way into Garcia’s office. Spencer just shrugged, returning to the file he was looking at - and his music - as Garcia spun to face JJ.
“Jennifer, my love, to what do I owe the pleasure? New case?” She asked. JJ just shook her head.
“You broke Reid.”
“I did not break Reid!” She defended with a grin. “I merely helped him reach his true form.”
“He willingly used technology, and he came into the office today practically dancing to Treat People With Kindness. So yes, you did break Reid.”
“JJ, dear,” Garcia got up from her chair, taking JJ’s hands in the doorway, “Do you remember when Reid got that adorable little shaggy haircut?”
“Despite the fact that he changes his hair like every month, yes, I do.”
“And do you remember what Hotch said?”
She thought for a moment, then her eyes widened in shock. “You did all of this… because of the boyband joke?”
“Like I said: true form.” Garcia returned to her chair, spinning around with a laugh. “In my defense, I didn’t know he was going to get a Harry Styles pin. I just took advantage of the opportunity when it presented itself. I already failed at teaching him to worship Lady Gaga, I could not miss another chance to try and pull him out of the dark ages.”
“You are ridiculous, you know that?”
“That’s why you love me!” 
JJ laughed, leaving Garcia’s office and heading up to hers, ruffling Spencer’s hair on her way by.
“You should grow your hair out again.”
“You think so?” He reached up and fussed with his hair, just as Garcia emerged into the main room. 
“Spencer Reid, my beautiful boy genius, did you do what I asked?”
“Garcia, I figured out how to download music to my phone because of you. So yes, I did what you asked.”
“You are officially my new favorite person.”
“Hang on, what is this all about?” Emily asked. Garcia grinned, hardly able to contain her excitement. 
“I’m finally bringing the lovely Dr. Reid here into the 21st Century.”
“Penelope,” Emily raised an eyebrow at her, “What did you do?”
“Garcia thinks she did something revolutionary by getting me into Harry Styles’ music,” Spencer clarified. Emily immediately clapped her hand over her mouth, about to respond before Derek piped up from his desk.
“Oh, she converted you too?”
“‘Too’ - you mean to tell me that you, Derek Morgan, are a Harry Styles fan?” Emily was looking between the three of them now, practically in shock. Derek just laughed, holding up his hands.
“What can I say, the guy’s got an incredible voice.”
“And the make up of his songs is so interesting as well; I mean, when you look at the music he’s produced in the last few years in comparison to what he performed while he was a part of One Direction -”
“Oh my god please tell me you’ve also listened to One Direction,” Emily said, laughing when Spencer nodded. 
“I don’t understand why you guys are making such a big deal out of this. He’s a singer, it’s not like he doesn’t have fans,” He defended. 
“Reid, two months ago you didn’t even know who Lady Gaga was. This is kind of a big deal.”
“Conference room in five,” JJ walked through the group, heading upstairs as everyone else got up to follow her. 
“Do not think I am dropping this,” Emily pointed at Derek and Spencer before jogging to catch up with JJ. Derek laughed, falling in step with Reid. 
“So, what all did Garcia make you watch?”
“Oh, just a bunch of interviews. I did some of my own reading though -”
“Of course you did.”
“- and what I found really interesting was One Direction’s actual rise to fame. Because the thing is, they didn’t even win X-Factor. They came in third, and yet they became the most famous group to come from that season of the show. In Forever Young - their book - they talked about their time on X-Factor, but it was so strange to me because their first album - Up All Night, that came out not even a full year after they finished the X-Factor live tour - sold 4.5 million copies within the first year. And they just kept growing… Morgan why are you laughing?”
“I’m sorry,” They’d walked into the conference room by now, sitting down next to each other at the table while Derek tried to stop himself from laughing, looking at Reid in disbelief, “You read their book?”
“And their Wikipedia page - I told you I did my own reading!”
“You said you did some of your own reading, you didn’t say you’d memorized everything about their career!”
“Eidetic memory, remember?” He tapped his forehead, and Derek rolled his eyes.
“You never let me forget. I’m assuming you know everything about their solo careers as well?”
“Well I got into Harry’s stuff first, but I ended up reading all of theirs since I didn’t have anything else to do last night. It’s just so interesting to think about what One Direction’s situation reveals about human nature and celebrity culture. I mean, a lot of their fans are dictionary definition erotomaniacs, and yet -”
“I shouldn’t even be surprised that you read this all in one night.”
“Like I said: didn’t have anything else to do.”
“As much as I’m glad you boys are bonding, we have more important things to worry about than Reid’s newfound love for a British boy band,” JJ interrupted.
“Niall Horan’s actually Irish -”
“Spence. The case.” She pulled up the photos on the screen, and Spencer nodded, opening the case file in front of him as JJ began to review everything they needed to know. She finally closed out, and Hotch grabbed his tablet and rose from the table. 
“Alright, wheels up in thirty.”
Everyone nodded, gathering up their things and vacating the room. Spencer and Derek trailed out after everyone, Spencer picking up the conversation as soon as JJ finished. 
“You know, I’m considering learning how to knit - there’s this cardigan that Harry wore...”
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On Dermot Kennedy
All right here’s the intro to little baby Dermot Kennedy.
This sweet angel started just playing on the streets of Dublin because he loved music. After a bit he made some money and released a few songs, and Spotify reached out and was like “hi.”
That was 2017. Fast forward to 2021, and he’s getting geared up to go on tour with Shawn Mendes. We love an arc. In regards to his relationship with Shawn Mendes? One of the few public things Dermot has said about him is that “To know how he carries himself and deals with being closeted everything is really admirable,” which Dermot said on Irish radio morning show just a few days ago. Say less Dermot.
Anyway, I’ve been super into Dermot since late 2018, before most of his discography was released, so everything kind of played on repeat. He’s a lyrical genius and a vocal angel, so it was easy stuff to listen to.
He released a full album in 2019, Without Fear. It’s beautiful, it’s brilliant, I love it. He has a few songs on there though, specifically Outnumbered, Rome, and For Island Fires and Family, that I have ALWAYS associated with Larry. They’re on my Larry playlist because, I mean they are beautiful, and they are very The Breakup Times and the Back Together Forever/We Made It times, which I am obsessed with.
HOWEVERRR it wasn’t until a few days ago when I was watching current interviews of all the boys that one with Niall popped up and it was like, “Niall Horan on Dermot Kennedy, Billie Eillish, and more” and I was like—okay?
So I learned that during lockdown, Niall and Dermot wrote a song together.
They literally collaborated over text, which like, that’s so pure.  Niall messaged Dermot and was working on a song and was like “can you give me a chorus” and they just like, made a song. 
Dermot says “it may never see the light of day.” I would do anything for this song, let me tell you. Dermot says in an interview he did about the song, “The amount of this stuff [collaborations] that goes on and it may never see the light of day. Who knows?” Don’t ask me about all the unreleased Larry music we’ll never get. I cant deal with it.
So anyway, we’ve established there’s a relationship with Niall and Dermot. It’s fair to say it goes back a bit, given that I’m not sure you jump right into songwriting with a stranger. 
There’s also a really cute video from earlier this year where Dermot sings History and messes up the lyrics saying “this is me letting Niall Horan down one more time,” and during Niall’s live last September he referenced Dermot by his first name (which I can’t believe I didn’t flag at the time) and then sang a few lines from Dermot’s song Outnumbered. PLEASE AH. It’s my favorite Larry song. Also I miss Naill’s lives.
So I knew Dermot was going to be touring with Shawn, which I love. But then I found out him and Niall are buddies, buddies enough to write a song together over text. Very cute. I hate it.
So then I decided to look for some more legitimate connections.
Dermot is super active with his fans on twitter, which is very pure. I love that for him. He doesn’t follow a ton of people though.
But Louis followed Dermot on Oct 5, 2019—the day after the album Without Fear was released.
Now as far as I know, they haven’t interacted publicly. But we all know how little that means? And besides, Dermot has another moot that we know other than Niall—Ashe the not so dark Larrie.
So anyway, we’ve established at the very least a baseline connection. And we know Louis and his dates and how obsessed he is with timing. I just find it incredibly interesting that he followed Dermot the day after his album was released, despite I’m SURE knowing Niall was friends with him. But maybe I’m just trained to look too closely into things. Who knows. Bottom line is, Louis was like—here’s a follow mate. I like what you’re doing.
Now to get into Dermot himself, as well as his music.
Dermot talks about nostalgia all the time, about how he writes so much about the past because there are just things he wishes he could go back to. Then he says, “people need to recognize that it’s not a bad year, it’s just a necessary one,” which is a common sentiment but tell me it doesn’t ring of “just a bad day, not a bad life.” Anyway.
Down to the nitty gritty of Dermot’s songwriting. He talks about songwriting as being a game, of finding the balance of taking things very personal to him and people he knows and finding a way for the GP to relate to it. 
We all know the story there.
Then he says this: “I find that so much of my songs are messages to the people I care about, which is obviously nothing new in art. But I wish certain people would see themselves the way I see them,” a few moments after saying he says “when you love someone, be it your family or your partner—” screech to a halt with me, please.
Dermot has reportedly been in a serious relationship with the same girl for, at the time of this interview, eight years. 
Now maybe Dermot uses the term partner to relate to the audience at large, not wanting to exclude anyone. But he’s talking about a very personal writing process, and I can’t for the life of me imagine not automatically saying ‘girlfriend” in that situation if I were him. Again, maybe nothing, but it all keeps coming.
He then goes on to talk about his musical journey and how he found his confidence, citing “up until the age of 25, it felt like my parents, for example, who were reassuring me that things would work out, and to keep at it and not give up.” Now, Dermot will be 30 this year. His birthday is literally one week before Louis’s. My personal headcanon now is that they’re all friends and will grab a pint, but it’s fine.
But in another interview, it’s written that “Dermot credits her with keeping the star grounded.” If they’ve been dating for 8 years, that means at 25 they would have been together for like, three almost four years. You’re telling me he doesn’t mention her, the person that “keeps him grounded” when talking about people who made him never give up? The same girl he apparently wrote these lyrical monstrosities for? Okay.
Now I’d like to say here, there’s a perfectly valid chance that they are dating and are just super private. But I’m just saying that as a disclaimer so that I don’t get cancelled for making assumptions about someone’s sexuality.
 If you ask me, though, Dermot is not straight. I think they did start dating genuinely after his first failed love, but I think as time went on he Discovered Things about himself and now she helps him fill a narrative. I don’t think they’re contractually bound, but, I don’t think they have a genuine romantic relationship either. And I do not believe for a second that she is the inspiration for these songs.
Because the other theme is that these songs are DRIPPING with intense doubt, with themes of missing a love that’s either lost or distant, and of reassuring a partner that there are better days ahead. 
His music, which he says himself is from personal experience (whaaaaat?!) does not scream “committed long-term heterosexual relationship” to me. That’s another reason I find so much Larry in these songs.
And for what it’s worth, in another interview, Dermot says “I’ve had a certain amount of difficulty in my life, and I haven’t yet got to the point where everything is happy and carefree,” he says. “But then again, I don’t think I have to go through life hurting myself on purpose in order to get a song out of it. There’s enough hurt out there in the world already to get sufficient inspiration from.” So obviously he draws from other peoples’ pain. Ouch, but I get it.
There are some pretty heavy consistencies with dealing with closeting in his lyrics. There are several songs that very much have Queer Journey written all over them.
Speaking of music, the lyrics. Let’s fucking goooo.
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Spencer Reid in Quarantine With His S/O
genre: fluff and a little bit of smut
word count: 448
warnings: mentions of sex
a/n: hey guys! my requests are open, if you want me to write anything specific for you guys!
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making sweets like brownies and cookies at two in the morning.
trying to make homemade dinners with him, but then you just end up getting takeout.
taking long walks as a form of exercise
spencer likes to make sure they’re scenic walks because he doesn’t like to just look at anything.
dinner dates tehe
these are the times that you guys actually make food. haha
you guys have dinner dates twice a week.
laughing at spencer’s jokes and sarcastic mannerisms.
tickling. there’s lots of it :)))
whether you’re in bed, on the couch, or washing dishes. spencer will easily sneak up on you just to tickle you.
“spencer stop! it tickles!”
spencer just keeps going because he loves to see you laugh and smile.
your laugh is one of the most therapeutic things in his life.
helping him do work for the BAU, but making sure he doesn’t overwork himself.
you see spencer getting tired after copious amounts of paperwork.
so you ask “hey baby aren’t you tired?”
“no”
obviously you can tell that he’s lying
“hey come to bed with me spence”
“just one more pile”
you sit in one of the chairs in his office, just thinking about how much he’s verworking himself
eventually he gives in after he sees how worried you are.
pillow forts
watching sci-fi movies, just so spencer can talk about the inaccuracy.
same goes for sci-fi shows
long story short he doesn’t like the flash, but that might be a cause for the way you look at barry allan.
cuddling while spencer recites poems to you.
listening to classical music while it’s pouring outside.
trying to get him to listen to modern music like harry styles, louis tomlinson, niall horan, tyler the creator, conan gray and rex orange county.
essentially trying to get spencer hooked on indie music.
asking him questions when you don’t know the answers.
learning something new together like a language or knitting.
sex
there’s lots of it
soft
rough
passionate
beautiful
sex
the aftercare after is to die for.
him making sure your okay
sweet kisses
bubble baths
deep conversations
i brought up bubble baths just now and i have a feeling that he would be an absolute WHORE for lush.
cuddling for hours on end
drinking tea on the balcony to relax
kisses
lots of them
forehead kisses
collarbone kisses
knuckle kisses
eskimo kisses
basically, spencer kisses you anywhere he can get.
WEARING EACHOTHERS CLOTHES
you wearing spencer’s sweaters and shirts.
he likes to steal your tee shirts and socks. i HavE a FeELiNg ThAT sPenCEr LiKEs WeARiNG YouR CrOP TopS arOUnD ThE HoUSe
anyways, im convinced that the boy genius would be the perfect quarantine buddy.
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