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statementlou · 10 months

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hello :) could you maybe explain a little bit how dan wootton blackmailed louis?

ugh sorry for taking a while to get to this. The problem is I feel like the only two ways to answer this are by spending a week and a half of full time labor sifting through old posts and evidence to get every detail right and lay out an airtight case, or to halfass something very serious, and so I felt a little stuck. So since I can't seem to find a good halfway point, apologies but here is the half assed version, if you want to get into it more I invite you to do your own deep dive or talk to other people, but here's how I remember things. Louis has almost never on video explicitly said things about Larry not being real and/or anything negative about fans and their theories (mostly the opposite), up until the last couple years when he obviously decided to make a major change he didn't talk about Freddie much at all let alone saying he was his kid, honestly not that much about Eleanor even; except for in two major interviews with Dan Wootton, each of which lined up with a serious traumatic Tomlinson family event that they managed to keep out of the tabloids until the very end (Jay's illness and Fizzy's struggles with substance abuse). After the fact of those events a lot of small things that didn't make sense at the time came together to look very much like Louis traded those interviews (and those answers) for having his family's private matters kept private. Story trading of this kind is a publicly known real thing that happens, and there were various clues that suggested he was being leaned on about those stories to lend legitimacy to the idea that it was something that happened in these cases. Given what we know about Dan Wootton and how he operates even before the recent flood of information and even more now, I think it's more than likely that he has been holding the threat of outing Louis (as he has done to many other public figures) over his head for over a decade, and has used his family's tragic struggles to get Louis to dance like a fucking puppet for him and I will REJOICE at his downfall when it comes whether it is now or 20 years from now... because someday it will, he has made too many enemies to stay above it forever

#I did start to try to deep dive before I realized it was too much #but I was reminded that when Louis was doing txf as a judge while fizzy was struggling #many people thought he had been pressured somehow into it; later when we knew what had been going on people were like #oh maybe he just wanted to be close to home to deal with fizzy stuff or somethng #but also: keeping fizzy stuff quiet would potentially be the info we didn't have at that time that could answer that q too of what they use #given the DW🤝simon jones🤝simon cowell cursed connections #(for the newbies: simon jones aka DWs bestie is Louis' publicist for no apparent reason even now long after he has gotten free of the rest #of the modest/syco/simon cowell shitshow)#anyway another example of story trading in our fandom is zayn's baby sister's teen pregnancy #which was known to the fandom early on but kept super quiet by respectful fans- during this time Z did some unprecedented actual interviews #for no obvious reason #and then iirc pretty much the day she turned 17 a very lowkey article reported on her marrying her bf and mentioning a pregnancy #but as if it was recent not like 7 months along #and even when she gave birth soon after it was all kind of... glossed over and around and not reported until a little later #blah blah blah #I felt like it was weird to talk about this for some reason but when I thought about it #I don't know if it matters. Like maybe talking about him not being a dad and being gay or whatever at all is bad #but assuming we're doing that anyway. why not talk about the struggles around that #and the creeps holding it over his head #dan wootton

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fancyhats-and-fennelsbuds · 6 months

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Do you think Amelia and Arrow ever got stoned together back in the spacers academy or it's just me

#Treasure planet #My writing #Just imagine #Amelia with two blown irises intensely pointed at Arrow “I tell you! Friggin' sparkly water--with fizzy air inside!!-#-Bubbles purposely put in there!"#Arrow just solemnly nodding- eyes squint- sure to have unveiled a deeper emotional meaning during Amelia's tale telling #“THEY ARE CAGED SAMUEL JUST FOR OUR OWN AMUSEMENT” she cries in growing dispair clutching the lad's shirt lapels #Memes #captain amelia #Mr arrow #My art #The lad talks

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phoenix-art-official · 1 year

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did u know that I'm actually insane

#disco elysium #kim kitsuragi #harrier du bois #harrykim #dont talk to.me dont look at me.dont even breathe near me #you get NO context. you LOSE. you STOLE FIZZY LIFTING DRINKS. GOOD DAY SIR #these are soooo messy cause i drew them on sticky notes at work OTL

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shadow-von-vamp · 4 months

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Lore dump abt your ocs or tell me if you have a specific tag for lore for them bc im a dumdum lollipop

I'll probably try to show I enjoy via saying smth like "oh hey they'd get along with [insert one of my ocs] PFT

i usually just use the tag “fizzy’s ocs” but i recently made glimpse his own tag “glimpse the raven” but anyways i have a few ocs but i’m still working on their lore so i’ll just talk about my main 2

this is glimpse he’s a raven from silver’s time that spends his time searching for shiny pieces of metal and food he likes building little sculptures out of scrap metal and he has the power to copy any sound or any person’s voice perfectly but that power isn’t particularly useful in a fight so i imagine he carrie’s around a metal pipe and beats people with it when they bother him

this was my first sonic oc his name was originally spark but i later changed it to bronze anyways he’s also from silver’s time and his whole thing is that he just fucking hates silver so much he was originally made for a story i was imagining where he tried to prevent silver from being born he’s based partially on syndrome from the incredibles which i also where i got the idea for his powers which is the ability to freeze people in place

#fizzy’s ocs #glimpse the raven #sorry idk how to talk about my ocs #asks

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meyhew · 1 year

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what was your favorite part of aotv ?👀 do u feel like u learned anything new about louis?

I loved the part with his family bc u can see how much they love him and how vital he is for them :(( his grandparents made me cry 😭

also what u said about the fans ! he dedicated a whole segment to that fan talking about their experiences and friendships as a louie 🥺🥺 that's so wonderful and I love that louis loves it so much

also the insight in his difficult relationship with performing was the most unexpected and interesting part for me

favorite part was definitely the extended bit about jay because up until now he hasn’t Really spoken at length about his relationship with her and what it’s been like to not have her be in his life anymore. the reiteration that she was barely a proper adult herself when she had him so the bond between them was that much more special. and to lose her when everything else in his life (that already moved at warp speed) had suddenly taken an entirely different turn that he didn’t yet know how to (or necessarily even want to) navigate. i’m glad he got this chance to say his piece and hopefully it brought him some catharsis. seeing him with the family and how normal that all seems to be was just very very nice

but the sort of new thing for sure was learning how complex his feelings are about performing on stage. we already knew there’s nervousness beforehand but hearing him talk in depth about how often he simply hasn’t enjoyed it because he didn’t think he did his best was a little bit of an eye opener. i suppose it was sort of expected after coming out of 1d and navigating that stage alone, finding the confidence to believe he deserves to be on there. to know that he fell in love with it because of us—because he could see how much we always always always enjoyed seeing him and how much we want him to succeed so there’s no reason for him to not—meant a lot. like i’ve been here for a long time, i’ve seen his confidence steadily increase over time so it wasn’t Entirely out of left field, but to hear it directly from him in such a vulnerable and honest way was really impactful because not many artists i know have been that open about their feelings re: performing

#all in all i thoroughly enjoyed it. did notice that he didn’t really talk about fizzy much and i don’t blame him At All for that #it’s one thing to lose a parent it’s the natural order of things even if jay was be very very young #it’s entirely different and that much more harrowing losing a sibling esp one you were meant to look out for #i wish him all the love always and forever #aotv #anonymous #answered

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faotoni · 5 months

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Fate.

Hi there, uh, this was intended to be a longer story than it is so if anyone likes it and wants me to continue or further expand, let me know :) if I suck, I'll know that too (you won't have to tell me)... I'm not too unfamiliar with that concept unfortunately or I would post more... but, I don't know, I liked this little blurb I wrote, so, here. have it.

Also suck at titles for things.

Fizzarolli only remembered flashes from that night. Like snapshot pictures, followed by the increasing feeling of pain.

Until darkness.

The last real memory he had was Blitz’s face, desperate and lost, staring back at him as Fizz’s arms, legs and horns got burnt away. He felt the hurt, the confusion, the panic; all intermixed with the feelings of death. Dying.

Pain.

The next memory Fizz had after that was waking up to the sound of sawing, cutting and more burning, as the doctors of Sloth worked away at Fizz’s dead limbs. He was awake for all of it. Bandaged up with his mouth taped shut so he wouldn’t scream. Not that he could, his throat feeling as empty as his soul did in that moment. He felt alone. He felt like that hospital room was truly hell, never mind actually living in REAL Hell. It was nothing compared to that moment.

That was all.

Before he woke again.

In that memory, he remembered waking up and trying to reach or something, only to discover his arms were gone. He looked down and saw his legs were gone as well. Along with his entire body in bandages. He tried to cry out, but the emptiness in his throat remained. It suddenly felt cold, as the loneliness came back, taking over every space his limbs should have occupied.

Then nothing again.

Fizz’s memory was shattered after that, bits and pieces remained but nothing that was that important.

Until he was fully conscious.

The first day he had a grasp on his situation was the day he asked to see Blitz, or if he was anywhere in the hospital, if he was ok. It took quite a bit of doing without a voice box or limbs but Fizz managed to concentrate long enough to pen Blitz’s name on a piece of paper with his still bandaged tail. The imps in the room with him, Cash Buckzo who was Blitz’s dad and a few other stand ins for Mammon, who couldn’t be bothered to see if his first clown champion was ok, didn’t want to indulge Fizz’s wish to see his best friend.

It broke his heart.

He didn’t know if Blitz was ok, if anyone else got hurt or even died in the fire… he didn’t know anything.

And then the talking began.

Not right away, but bit by bit, information about the contest, the circus, Blitz… it all started to come out of the mouths of whoever was in Fizz’s room at the time. At first he didn’t believe his best friend could want to hurt him, or even try to kill him; but the more they talked, the more Fizz didn’t know, the more he was forced to believe.

For day after day, Blitz never came.

They told Fizz, Blitz didn’t want to see him.

It broke his heart.

He was truly alone.

The rest of his first months were a blur after that, rage and betrayal slowly building inside of Fizz over the information that was fed to him by the beings that came into his room. It made him want to die.

Then something happened.

Mammon showed up.

He practically broke the door down; waddling to Fizz’s side and gushing over his predicament. Fizz was confused at first, surely Mammon already knew what happened to him, or perhaps he knew but was just too busy to actually go see him. Fizz tried to explain to Mammon he couldn’t talk, using his tail to point several times to his throat trying to indicate the emptiness. It didn’t matter to Mammon though. He was too wrapped up in Fizz being a stump. No arms, no legs… how could you preform? How could I market you, erm, make you better? How? Fizz looked past all the talk that sounded more like he was an object other than a living being because for the first time in a while, this was the only positive conversation he had heard. Everyone prior singing “oh woes me” to him instead of trying to figure out how they could help him. It didn’t matter to Fizz that Mammon didn’t truly care about his well-being. He didn’t see it that way. He refused to. He saw Mammon wanting to help him.

But as excited and happy as Fizz was at the possibility of being saved, his dreams were dashed faster than they were built up. Mammon didn’t know how to help him.

Fizz felt alone again, trying to cling onto the positives of the conversation but they started to fade.

The next strong memory Fizz held was a few days after Mammon came by.

He came by again but this time, with someone else in tow, along with a few doctors and nurses. The special guest was Asmodeus, the King of the Lust Ring. Mammon explained to Fizz that he and Asmodeus had come up with a plan to get Fizz’s limbs back. Fizz felt the excitement come back into his soul, filling his chest and warning his face.

But it was short lived, for the measuring began. Fizz was moved all around and scrutinized by the doctors and nurses, his head bandage removed showing his broken horns for everyone to see. He remembered looking to Asmodeus in near tears, but being shocked by the man’s expression. It wasn’t one of scrutiny or unfeeling, it was of concern, of pain, of sadness. For him.

For Fizz.

Someone felt something for him, as a being.

He couldn’t look away from Asmodeus as the rest of the measuring happened. He was convinced that if he tore his eyes away for a second, when they returned, the face would be gone. The feelings wouldn’t be there. He desperately needed someone to feel for him.

Someone to care about him.

After the flurry of measuring, everyone left the room, but Asmodeus. He stayed, pulling up a chair and introducing himself to Fizz, as well as explaining a little more about the prosthetics they were thinking for Fizz. Mammon and Asmodeus were working on an advanced type of sex doll, with robotic arms and legs that stretched and moved around via a computer chip implanted in the robot. They figured they could do the same to Fizz. They had done some testing and it had worked on the imp they tested it on, they were missing an arm as well. Asmodeus explained to Fizz that they would have to wait until his wounds were fully healed to do the operation. Fizz tried to sign that he understood but had trouble figuring out how, which made Asmodeus chuckle, putting a smile on Fizz’s face.

Asmodeus said Fizz had a nice smile.

The next memory Fizz had was if the next day, surprisingly, Asmodeus made another appearance, bringing in some flowers and soup from his home in Lust, suggesting the soup may help him regain his voice. Asmodeus helped feed it to Fizz, which he was both grateful for and heavily confused. He didn’t quite know why Asmodeus had taken a personal interest in him. Why him? What was so special about him? No one saw it… besides Blitz… but…. No. Asmodeus shouldn’t take a liking to Fizz, he’ll just hate him. Like Blitz did…

Fizz ended up “accidentally” knocking the soup off the table and onto the ground with his tail after a few tastes of it. He really enjoyed the soup but he couldn’t risk losing someone again. Asmodeus couldn’t like him, or take interest in him as a being. No.

But something weird happened. Not anything like what Fizz expected. He didn’t know what he was expecting, maybe a huff, Asmodeus saying something along the lines of Fizz being Mammon’s property and only doing all this to keep him happy or something, but that didn’t happen. Asmodeus got sad and apologized for Fizz knocking the soup over almost immediately. Not only that but he got up quickly and checked to make sure none of the hot soup got on Fizz. He offered to get Fizz something else to eat and cleaned up the mess. It made Fizz feel guilty. He didn’t want to, but he couldn’t trust anyone.

Asmodeus ended up bringing him oatmeal and waffles.

The next few memories were a montage of moments with Asmodeus, who hadn’t given up on befriending Fizz, even after his various tests to see if Asmodeus was being truthful or not. He was, if anything the tests made Asmodeus more present in Fizz’s life. He was in his hospital room every day. He brought gifts every day and told Fizz about himself every day. Each day Fizz wished he could answer back. He tried each day to force his vocal chords to work but to no use. Asmodeus didn’t seem to care. He helped Fizz express himself and sign using his tail. It warmed his heart and he slowly started to accept Asmodeus’s friendship.

The next full memory was when they brought in the prosthetics and Fizz’s ”hopefully” final surgery. Asmodeus was there, and he helped Fizz fall asleep so he wouldn’t feel the pain from what he was about to be put through, using some of his own personal magic. Even before knowing if it would work or not, Fizz was thankful.

After the surgery, Fizz was grateful. It had worked, though there was a lot more recovery to be had. He woke up in his room, this time with Asmodeus by his side, softly humming some song Fizz didn’t know. Asmodeus was happy to see Fizz awake and explained to him that the implants and surgery had worked. Fizz smiled and opened his mouth; trying so hard to push any bit of air through his fried vocal cords.

“thanks.”

#helluva boss #fizzie #fizzarolli #i know it abruptly ends but i dont know how to end a short story #i figured it should end on him actually saying something #considering hes wanted to talk the whole time #HB Asmodeus #fizzarozzie #kinda a meetcute

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