#louis is one of the girls
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sunshineandlyrics · 6 months ago
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🥰 Louis being happy chatty with Helen, Krystle, Rachel, Ben and Ross after his performance.
🇲🇽 Tecate Pal Norte, 30 March 2024
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alarrytale · 7 months ago
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Marte wake up! 2010 Twink louis is back in town!
I'm awake, anon!
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He's just a baby! Clean shaven and that mop of hair!
Also this;
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Hanging out with the girlies! I love it!
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sagita-lxx · 1 month ago
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girlhood is sitting in the dark in the middle of the night crying to 1D songs.
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jesschalamet · 1 month ago
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i’ll miss you forever, beautiful boy.
sleep well.🕊️🤍
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userarmand · 6 months ago
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Lestat was my companion in America. And where is he now?
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sonofcelluloid · 10 months ago
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nijuukoo · 1 month ago
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Troubled Waters
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hellalugosi · 2 months ago
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Revolutionary Girl Utena - Episode 35: "The Love That Blossomed in Wintertime" Interview with the Vampire - Season 1, Episode 1: "In Throes of Increasing Wonder"
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laniidae-passerine · 4 months ago
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Louis is such a Catholic good girl btw. Gets courted by a wealthy gentleman for months before they even kiss. Married in a church. Gets himself a precious baby daughter because he’s been dreaming of that perfect family since he was a little girl. Loyal to his man not even multiple deaths can separate them. Says Hail Mary like fifty billion times to cancel out the anal sex he keeps pretending he didn’t enjoy but also calls that dick his personal black tar heroin. Gonna lie to everybody he meets including himself. Feels guilt for a century about things that weren’t his fault but also kinda doesn’t give a shit about the things he did do. God’s gonna see him through <3
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louisgfc · 21 days ago
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“My twisted humor make him laugh so often”
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cinnamonlouisgff · 17 days ago
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need him so ducking bad
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sunshineandlyrics · 1 year ago
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❤️ Louis, Krystle and Helen at Krystle's wedding in 2019, and FITFWT 2023.
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alarrytale · 1 year ago
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Hi Marte!
I would like add a bit into the theme of Louis being ‘one of the girls’. First of all, that photo of Louis from like 2011(?) is great, I’ve never seen it and I loved it! IMO Louis might have his semi-artificial laddy lad image but also he has women in his team and the most seen ones are Krystle and Helen and Louis himself shared few pictures of hanging out with them like 2 months ago and that one picture is from some club where they sit together at some lounge and it reminds me that old photo you posted yesterday like it definitely has that ‘one of the girls’ vibe. And as it feels to me he really loves to be surrounded with friends and take his band and crew as friends, you can see both Krystle and Helen hangout with him quite often and someone even wrote that he and Krysten give trouble siblings vibe (or something like that, I don’t remember the phrase as it literally was). So I don’t think he has changes but we just don’t see it much.
This theme also reminds me of Harry as ‘one of the girlies’ which I loved so much during his tour. On one hand yes, it was for the show and part of his showman skills but on the other hand I like to think he doesn’t really need to pretend and can be this flamboyant girlie if this word connection makes sence. And what I totally loved were all of his “Sister!” speeches like for me it gave me all those feelings like gay man talking to his female friends and giving advices because he knows men (and his man haha). Some fans (probably hets) found it cringe that he called fans sister but for me it was totally cute.
Hello, anon!
I get that vibe from both of them too. The difference is that for Louis his lad image is pushed so hard, we hardly never get to see him like that anymore. I also think that's why some of the newer fans, who haven't seen that side of him, have a very different view on him than i do. Harry shows that side of him more. I love when he's calling fans 'sista' too.
Here's one more for you:
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Ps. If you want to see more pics like that check out my 'fetus friday' tag (i used to post rare or unseens of fetus harry and louis every friday back in like 2013?. I still have some rare or unseen pics in my drafts i think...buried somewhere...) also check the tags 'fetus louis' or 'fetus harry'.
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rebirthofdiana · 7 months ago
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Missing these days
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I love you too 🤭
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letsyapthenightaway · 2 months ago
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I miss when celebrities had random merchandise like this. Bring this back pls
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smok3ygoth · 16 days ago
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SANCTUARY
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Summary: After a chaotic day, you head to the pub and bump into Louis, which blossoms into something beautiful. [1.3k]
Tonight, you find yourself at the local pub, seeking solace in your usual escape. As you sip your vodka and Coke, the familiar rhythm of the low music surrounds you, creating a comforting haze that drowns out your racing thoughts.
You swayed gently, letting the world outside fade away, if only for a little while. You'd been inside for hours, drinking and giggling to yourself, realising just how ridiculous your life had become.
"Can't fucking believe this."
After an exhausting eight-hour shift, you were so ready to unwind and enjoy some TV time with your lovely boyfriend, but then everything changed.
Once you got home, you heard squeaking from upstairs, like someone was bouncing on the bed. You didn't bother changing; you stormed up the stairs and burst into your bedroom.
"What the actual fuck?"
There, right in front of you, was one of your best friends getting bent over by your boyfriend—the guy you'd been with for five years, and someone you’d known forever.
"Wait—"
"I don't want to fucking hear it. You better be gone by the time I get back or you'll regret it." You'd said rather calmly, which is undoubtedly scarier than screaming at them.
And now, here you are at the bar, alone.
"Fuck, I need some fresh air." You grabbed your drink and went to sit outside on one of the empty benches. You reached into your back and you swore you had a pack of fags in there.
"For fucksake, could this day get any worse?" You said this right before someone accidentally spilled some of their beer on you.
"Sorry, I'm so sorry!" The woman apologised, but you could tell she was very pissed, so you just waved it off with a smile.
"Guess I'll just sit here and sip my drink," you said to yourself, hoping the night would turn around. You pulled out your phone, thinking about what series of movies you could dive into later to forget all this.
Then, a hand reached out in front of you, offering a cigarette. You looked up, surprised at the man standing before you. You took the cigarette and placed it between your lips as his hand came up to light it for you.
Inhaling deeply, you asked, "How did you know I needed a smoke?"
"I've seen you here a few times, crying, and I've always offered you a smoke." You blushed at his words.
Well, that's embarrassing.
Taking another long, deep inhale of the cigarette, you asked, "Aren't you that singer? What's your name?"
"Louis Tomlinson, and what may your name be, darling?" The pet name sent butterflies fluttering in your stomach. Why did it suddenly feel so warm?
"It's Y/N, but you can call me whatever you like. Isn't it a bit risky just hanging out at the pub with no security?"
"A bit. My fans are respectful, though, so I love seeing them when I'm out. I'm guessing you're not a fan?" he joked, a playful glint in his eye.
"I could be a fan, but I might just be hiding it. You'll never know," you replied with a laugh, feeling the chemistry spark between the two of you.
"Well, I suppose I'll just have to find out then," he chuckled, leaning in a little closer. The warmth between you felt electric, and for a moment, the earlier chaos faded away.
"So, what brings you out here tonight? Besides, you know, the vodka?" He raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued by why you would be here all by yourself.
You took another drag from the cigarette, feeling a mix of nerves and excitement. "Honestly, I just needed a break from everything. It's been one of those days, you know?" You smiled, hoping to keep the conversation flowing.
"But now it seems like I've stumbled onto something a bit more interesting."
"Oh? And what might that be?"
"You."
"You're quite bold, you know?"
"I am aware, yes." You giggle as he lights his own cigarette, offering you another since you'd finished yours.
You both sat there for a few minutes, enjoying the comforting silence that you both needed.
"Hey, Lou?"
"Yes, love?" He turned to you, a spark of intrigue in his eyes at the nickname you had given him.
"Would you like to—I don't know—be friends? We could go to my place and watch some TV since it's getting quite chilly out here, and I don't really want to drink anymore."
"Course we can, yeah. Don't want you walking home by yourself either." A smile spread across your face, gratitude shining in your eyes.
"Let's go then." You both finish your cigarettes, and you take his hand, leading the way to your place. It’s closer than Louis expected, but he’s not complaining.
Once inside, you kick off your shoes and drop your bag by the door. You quickly turn on the heating, eager to warm up from the chilly air outside.
"Would you like a drink or something?" you ask as he settles onto the comfortable sofa in the living room.
"Tea, please, love."
"On it." You smile at him as he gets comfortable on the sofa, making himself at home while scrolling through a bunch of different movies.
As you focus on making tea for both of you, your mind drifts, and you momentarily forget about your boyfriend—now ex-boyfriend.
"Y/N?" You spin around, shocked to see him still lingering in your house.
"I told you to get the fuck out."
"Wait—please let me explain!"
"What is there to explain? It was pretty obvious what was happening. I'm just curious about how long this has been going on." He avoids your gaze, mumbling.
"Hmm, what was that?"
"Two years."
"Wow. This all happened under my roof? You're fucking disgusting. Get out. Now."
"You heard her, get the fuck out." Louis spoke.
"Who the fuck are you?" Louis steps closer, wrapping his arm around your waist—a protective gesture that sends a shiver down your spine.
"Your replacement. I'm better than you, and you know it, so fuck off." Louis grinned, a mix of amusement and defiance in his eyes as he watched your ex-boyfriend storm out, slamming the door behind him.
You couldn't help but chuckle at Louis' boldness and the way he handled the situation. "Thanks for that. He really needed to go."
Louis shrugged casually. "No worries, love. No one messes with my friends like that."
You felt a wave of gratitude wash over you, grateful for Louis' unexpected presence and unwavering support. "I owe you one, Lou."
He flashed you a warm smile. "Nah, we're friends now. That's what friends are for, right?"
Right, friends. But did you want to be just friends? Of course not. You didn't know how it happened so quickly, but you knew you had developed some romantic feelings for Louis.
"Lou?" Your voice wavered as you spoke, looking up at him with shy eyes.
"Hm?"
"I think I like you. I know we've only just gotten to know each other, but I like you, and I know you probably don't feel—" He cut off your rambling with a soft kiss on the lips, a smile spreading warmth across your face.
"What were you saying, hmm, love?" You gazed into his eyes, feeling a rush of courage. You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him again, this time slower and deeper, savouring the moment as his hands found their way to your waist, pulling you closer.
"I like you too," he whispered against your lips, making you grin and kiss him harder. The world around you faded as you lost yourself in the moment, feeling the warmth of his body and the electric connection between you.
As you pulled away slightly, breathless and smiling, you could see the sincerity in his eyes.
"So, what now?" you asked, a playful glint in your gaze. Louis chuckled softly, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear.
"Now, we take it one day at a time, together." With that, he leaned in for another kiss, and in that moment, you realised this was just the start of something truly beautiful. He had become your safe haven, your sanctuary amidst the chaos.
This is my first fic on this app because I have no idea how to use it, and it needs more Louis fics. I'm trying to figure out how to make a masterlist and all that, but for now, I'm just going to leave this little thing here. :) P.S. This is my first fic ever, so please don't hate. Thanks! xD
Please send requests! <3
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