The boys asked me, “Can you stay with us? And what you’ve talked about, building up the voice.. can we do that?” So I did, I went on the X Factor tour with them - it was five weeks. And I made the five of them a schedule, one hour each. And we then worked every day at the hotels. They’d come in and I’d have time to build up their voices. Because they were so young - the voice is not at all fully developed - so you needed to be careful. And after that I was with them from the beginning to the end. I actually only finished this year, with Louis. He was the last of my boys. I then helped them in their solo careers, to get them ready, get their bands ready, and be there with them in the beginning. So that’s Louis.. he got set back due to Corona and the death of his mother, tragic circumstances. This year I finished [the voice work] with him, as the last one. So it's all great, they're all self-reliant now, and.. what is it you say, touch wood, that none of them have lost their voices. Once you build it built up, you can't really lose it. You may get tired, but you can't lose it. At least now they know how… or they can call me. But they’ve got this.
Helene Hørlyck talking about working with the One Direction boys from the X Factor and onto the launch of their solo careers.
- Welcome to my World published 13/12/22
(translation from danish)
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I do believe that checking setlists has now become very unhealthy for me.
This whole experience really went: 🎢 🔥
Because just look:
just keep looking
(is this actually real??? Is setlists dot fm messing with me?)
Like... What is this??? NOT ONLY TBHC BACK
NOT ONLY an entire setlist of their songs
EDIT TIME
[well I stand corrected because no covers. Just actual recordings being played] [but these are still interesting and exciting choices tbh]
but also TWO BONUS COVERS?
Barry White and THE BEATLES???? ExCUSE ME? [btw, do we have any recordings of that? 😩]
... but oh - you thought we could just have a nice moment of full-on-envy towards these lucky Indonesian folks? Nahhhh
Because WHERE - I am asking - IS ONE POINT PERSPECTIVE???????
Why. Why is my only question. Just why is it the TBHC songs that have to suffer most for that amount of AM songs to be in there ❤️🩹
(I suppose I still will take the win of TBHC not completely disappearing. WE'VE GOT HOPE TO HOLD ONTO)
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shy reader just like this 🥺 and kissing rafe’s forehead when she’s pounding tf out of her
omg stopp!!!
when rafe's in a mood like this—you don't say anything, you don't have to. you know your boyfriend well enough by now, letting him do what he needs to when he comes home with stress from one place or another.
you have been, since the day he met you, rafe's favorite form of stress relief.
it's not long before you're naked in his bed, your skirt pulled off and shirt in tatters, thrown onto the floor. rafe's still in his clothes—somehow he always is and you're always naked—but you can't bring yourself to mind right now, with the way your boyfriend is slamming into your sore pussy, battering in and out while you lay back and take it.
rafe's rough, some part of him always has been and always will be. considering how long it took you to convince him to even try to be rough with you, you should take this as an accomplishment.
you look down at where the two of you are joint—the way he slides in and out, your wetness shining on his dick and the obscene noise it creates each time he pushes back in. you're wetter than you'd even realized, so caught up in your head that you forgot your body has always reacted primally to rafe's without any action needed from you.
you look until you can't look anymore, looking up at rafe's face, blinking eyes focusing in on his face—eyebrows twisted in concentration, beads of sweat on his forehead. it's all hot, everything is tight and tense and wet, and you're sure to finish in moments, because it never takes rafe long to tip you over the edge.
but you try to hold off, shaky breaths and moans filling the space between you. rafe grunts, picking up the pace and slamming in and out, his hands tight on your hips. you're helpless but to watch, the noises leaving you in rhythm with his motions.
he's concentrated—always is when he's using your pussy like a toy. you'd be a filthy liar if you said you didn't like it.
"r-rafe," you get out, the word a moan and squeal combined.
"shh, s'okay, just take it, kid-"
that's all you need to hear, leaning in and pressing a fast, light kiss to his forehead. you don't know you do it—just that it feels right. if possible, rafe goes faster.
you fall apart first, rafe right after. when you lay back, whole body shivering at the feeling of his hot cum inside of you, rafe returns the kiss, pressing a longer, sweeter kiss to your forehead.
"what was that for, huh?" he asks you, and you seem to have lost all your words.
"i don't know," you mumble, staring up at your boyfriend from your position in his arms, sticky bodies pressed together. "just felt right. i love you."
just when you're about to fall asleep, spent and limbs exhausted, you hear it, the words from rafe preceded by a soft laugh that makes your head spin.
"i love you too, kid."
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