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dirty words (h.c.) | peter parker

-guys guys ikik

-headcanons

-mine might be chaotic

-but like

-besties i got this

-why is that so small

-oh i figured it out my stupid brain just isn't rn

-wHaT tHe ToMfUcKeRy

-there's a lotta people i can imagine saying that

-um okay anYWays

-lets do this

-okay so

-parker peter's a pre-pubescent boy

-and pre-pubescent boys

-they do

-stuff????

-?????????????/

-peter and ned and mj are just like chilling

-they're doing their thing

-vibin n' shit

-and mj goes

-"peter you're the most innocent shit i've ever met"

-and peter's just downright offended, he's like please i'm so mature and not innocent

-ned's like "nah you're a babey"

-"pffftttt no i'm not"

-...

-who's gonna tell him

-"peter i didn't know you were so awkward about sex" not that one scene-

-anyways

-holy cow i use that word a lot

-cows are cool

-"i can be so dirty i've just never had that moment" he's puffin out his chest and crossin his arms all tryna be intimidating

-"pls be so fr with me rn" neds just cackling

-and now he's got this mindset where he's gotta prove them wrong

-so he goes home that night

-memorizes every dirty joke he can

-preparing to use them all on y/n

-and he goes to school that day

-ready with all his comebacks and shit

-homeboy is deadass prepared

-so you're by your locker, getting school shit out

-and peter's right there by you, prepping himself up

-"jeez i forgot how big this was"

-poor y/n just tryna get her chunky ass textbook outta her locker

-"...that's what she said"

-and you just stand there

-complete and utter shock

-tryna process what the fuck just came out of penis parker's mouth

-and as soon as you do

-that chunky ass book slips right through your hands (like peter slipped thru tony's as he slowly disintegrated)

-and some people just turn over and look at y'all like wtf

-"peter"

-"peter what the hell"

-and he has this total shit-eating grin on his face

-with an expression that screams (creams) are you proud of me

-"wtf peter ew"

-and so the rest of the day, he's just snagging every single mf chance he can possibly get to make a dirty joke

-you ran out of gum (be so fr rn that's the worst)

-"gah, fuck me"

-and homie will just be like

-"okay"

-in the most innocent voice ever too

-like

-wtf hormones

-or

-ORRRR

-"hey y/nnnn"

-"what the fuck do you want now, peter?"

-"what do you get when you jiggle santa's balls?"

-"i- what"

-"a white christmas"

-and he's so proud of himself too

-so proud he thought of that on the spot

-"i hate you. i hate you, and now i hate christmas, too. happy birthday to you, jesus."

-and he's just giggling in the library like it's the funniest thing ever

-and at one point these dirty jokes just become so natural

-like he don't even need to try at this point

-he's a basic white fuckboy

-go off i guess

-so proud of himself and so happy

-y'all are at his place

-and you're sitting on his bed

-bottom bunk with your back to the wall

-scrolling mindlessly thru your phone (when ur supposed to be studying but so fr who actually has it in them to study)

-and peter just drops down from the ceiling upside down

-scaring the batshit outta you

-spiderbat

-eats the things that a spider shat

-irrelevant in a relevant way

-and you scream like deudneusjeidjeudn not having it

-"woah chill it's just me"

-"you're a fucking spider not a bat wtf are you doing"

-"testing out these new webs"

-as if that excuse was good enough

-aS IF

-silly goosey

-and in that moment of fear you had

-your phone went bye

-dropped between the butthole crack that was between the wall and the bed

-bye mfs

-"petER MY PHONE"

-"relax, relax, i'll get it"

-so he flings himself on the mattress beside you

-WHEEEEE

-and he's trying to grab it but his hands don't reach

-so he pulls away

-and you raise an eyebrow

-"hold up i got thissss"

-and he tries webbing it out but the phone wont come out cuz its flat on the floor

-so he gives up on that and tries to reach for it again

-"pete try a different position it's literally not coming out"

-"which one?"

-"idk maybe doggy style"

-and he turns around so fast he coulda snapped his neck (like gwen)

-bros so surprised and you're just there raising your eyebrow trying not to laugh

-so eventually, peter has to move the bed to get it out

-and almost knocks over the bunk beds because he's so chaotic

-at this point you've already accepted it

-he's a bean but he's a fuckboy bean

-so a couple days later

-the four of you are at a study sesh

-"damn it, the pencil's jammed and the lead won't come out"

-you're just tryna get ur homework done

-and he just grins

-doesn't even say anything

-just has this shit eating grin that says everything

-and mjs so done

-so done, she ain't having it

-"oh my fucking god, you've proved you're point, you won the bet!"

-"this was a bet??"

-well guys first hc is donzo

-i was just too tired to used coherent grammar so this is what we've ended up with

-chaotic mess + my commentary = more of a chaotic mess

-alls well that ends well

-people say that right

-??????????

-eebduiewhxeiwbxihew

-i'm dead

#headcanon #spiderman #tom holland x reader #tom holland #peter parker #pls stop the chaos

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deenoss · 2 years

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Dreamcatcher Chptr. 15

Smoke arose in the distance, creating a sombre ambience as the flames drew over the hills, but not closely enough where the flames were visible. The sky was painted grey as burning smoke filled the air, polluting the seaside stench.

Birds chirped in the distance as a gentle breeze swept through Arcadia Bay as the sun provided a magnificent sight of the bay as the sun began to set, drawing ever closer to the play's kick-off - before any audience members could arrive, the cast were still undergoing preparation for the play. Backstage, those who were to appear on stage rehearsed their lines intricately and with confidence, dressed in their costumes for the play.

There was no boundary Chloe Price couldn't cross as she casually strolled back stage to find tents set up and multi-coloured lanterns and lights glimmering from wires.

One person that was backstage with her was Mr Keaton, the head of the play. He was going over the scripts to ensure that it was all committed to memory before the play started. To say the least, he too was just as stressed as his students were.

Fortunately, there was a sign to direct Chloe on her way to the changing rooms where she could find her twin and his girlfriend. On her way to the girl's changing room, Chloe stumbled upon a cast member who was fearing her part in the play.

"Hey, Dana," greeted Chloe.

The brunette was so caught up attempting to perfect her lines that she didn't dare lose track with her oral warmup which consisted of a tongue-twister to ensure there were no stutters or stammers once she was on stage.

"Did Doug dig David's garden, or did David dig Doug's? Did Doug dig..." The brunette muttered to herself aloud.

Chloe paid no further attention to her and proceeded to make her way into the girl's changing room where she overheard someone talking to nobody else's company but their own.

"Come on, V. You got this. You. Got. This." A young blonde girl encouraged herself as she stared at her own reflection. "Shit, shit, shit. I can't do this I'm going to ruin the play."

The blonde girl whom Chloe identified as Victoria Chase, panicked and gulped down with some tea. She was in her regular clothes but her presence inside the girl's changing room was suspicious.

There was a tea kettle and two cups of tea, the closest to Victoria was hers. A container of pills accompanied the cups of tea, in which Victoria popped a few in the second cup before stirring it with her pinkie to dissolve the solidified powder.

In the reflection, Victoria caught the rebellious brunette spying on her and quickly hid the pills from sight. Victoria stared back with unkindness upon recalling her being sabotaged by that very same person.

"Uhh, what are you doing here?" Chloe asked without a modicum of respect for the short-haired blonde girl.

"I was making our dear star some refreshments. Some tea to help her instrument before the play. What are you doing here? This area is for cast and crew only. Orrrr... are you here to try and sabotage the play like you sabotaged my homework? You're just a-a little... 'Carbon Uranium Nitrogen Tin!' " Victoria responded, sharing the same tone of displeasure.

The fact that Victoria provided a failed comeback was all the more hilarious for Chloe, who fought every urge to burst out and laugh in her face.

But she let it slide.

Only just.

Out of nowhere, Rachel appeared nowhere and stood silently beside Chloe as the two faced Victoria. The girl with beeline honey brown hair was sceptical as to what was going on but quickly found herself walking into a not-so-friendly conversation regarding the two since their last gathering.

"I'm... here to support Clark and Rachel." Chloe answered half-heartedly.

"How nice." Victoria said, deadpanned.

Both girls folded their arms. On one hand, Rachel was pleased to hear this as the corners of her lips tugged upwards to produce a happy expression, while on the other hand, Victoria appeared not at all impressed, especially with the fact that she was worried the rebellious punk-rock enthusiast would jeopardise her scheme.

"I want to make sure she's relaxed before the show."

"Whatever. Rachel Amber. It was customary among the thespians of ancient Greece for the understudy to offer hot tea to the lead actress on opening night - as a way of showing appreciation for their tutelage. It is in that spirit that I offer you this beverage. May it help to reveal the essence of your talents for all to see."

When Victoria wasn't looking, Chloe visibly gagged at her sucking up to Rachel.

But little did they know, Rachel wasn't that stupid.

"Wow. That's, um... thanks?"

A full minute of silence passed before Chloe decided to intervene.

"Wait up, Rachel. Bitch dosed your tea. Check the desk." Chloe reported.

"Excuse me?! How dare you!" Victoria fired back, feigning her innocence but not offence.

Rachel drew her attention to the desk where she noticed a container of pills poorly hidden behind the tea kettle. Now that Rachel understood the reason behind Victoria's strange behaviour, she could only enjoy the moment as she played along while Chloe slammed down on Victoria's attempt at drugging Rachel in order to steal her role as her last resort.

"Victoria, could this possibly be true?" Rachel asked deceptively.

"Of course not! Those aren't even mine! Chloe is clearly directing her anger at me for something I didn't even do! Oh, how the accusation taints with my growing reputation." Victoria replied snidefully.

Knowing that the moment was getting better and better, Rachel was keen to see some results. So she looked to her friend - her true friend - and set Chloe up.

"Chloe, Victoria is my friend. She would never do anything to sabotage me."

A quick smirk was flung at Chloe from Victoria's pride and ignorance which was about to be injured.

"Then she should prove it. Drink the tea."

As she said this, Victoria glanced at the one person whom she thought she managed to fool until Chloe's words processed through the short-haired blonde's mind. She froze and glared back at Chloe with bulged eyes.

"What?" Victoria's voice cracked.

"I wouldn't dare insult Victoria's integrity like that." Rachel assured the blonde.

Nervously, Victoria nodded her head and looked at Rachel for comfort until she continued speaking.

"Then again, if that's what it'll take to convince you that Victoria is a good person and caring person... fine. Come on, Vic. Put Chloe in her place once and for all."

The two girls watched Victoria raise the cup to her mouth. She took a sip but quickly put the cup down out of anger which she quelled for the time being.

"Ugh. Happy?" Victoria groaned.

"So happy." Chloe said smugly.

"Ugh. Whatever! If you're done accusing me of things, I'll just be on my way. Bitches."

Victoria walked out of the room with her head hung low. Her attempt at sabotaging Rachel Amber was a complete failure.

As soon as she was out of the room, Rachel and Chloe giggled at their success. Their joy was short-lived when they heard the drama teacher cry out in dismay.

"Sweet tarnations, we're ruined! The show is ruined!" Mr Keaton wailed exaggerated.

The commotion drew the cast outside to where Mr Keaton was. The senior teacher watched as the cast of sixteen year-olds gather in front of him to ponder about the commotion he riled up.

"My dear young artists, a misfortune most unkind has befallen us: Juliet is waylaid. That infernal inferno is the culprit; closing down the roads and robbing us of our Ariel. Would that she could but manifest on her master's whim as a true spirit. Alas... Devoid of an understudy, the situation is a dire one indeed. I'm afraid we may have to cancel." Mr Keaton dramatized.

Disheartened expressions befell the cast who all had been looking forward to that very Friday night, now in shambles because of the flames that interfered with an important cast member's attendance. A fire caused by the star actress herself, Rachel Amber.

"Wait, Mr Keaton! I think we should give Clark the opportunity to shine." Rachel requested at her own behest.

Her solution was quite perplexing, seeing as how Clark had been shuffled around his roles many times, most of which were simple jobs that devoid him of the spotlight. But now that he had his opportunity, he shied away.

"The romantic...," uttered Mr Keaton. "Tell me, young sir, have you ever considered taking a profession in acting?"

Clark was still trying to wrap his head around the fact that his teacher was begging for him to take place of an important cast member.

"N-Not really..."

"Oh, he's being modest. We play improv games all the time, and he's fantastic at it."

"Young sir, what if I told you that the entire fate of the production rests upon your slender shoulders?" Mr Keaton asked desperately.

Even with the anxiousness coming out of Mr Keaton's voice, Clark didn't waver from standing his ground. All it would take was one look from the girl he loved and he would falter.

"Well, I'd say... you can all get f-"

"Clark, please. For me?" Rachel begged.

He let out a defeated sigh and made eye contact with his girlfriend, whom he caught biting back a grin. So out of excitement, Rachel took his hand and lead him into the girl's changing room so she could help dress him up for the show.

Casually propping down in a chair in front of a mirror, Clark succumbed to his girlfriend's influence and unwillingly allowed her to put makeup on his face.

"You cannot be serious." Clark groused as he put his hand up to stop his girlfriend from painting his face black and blue with glitter.

Rachel let out an exasperated sigh. "Babe, just... trust me. I promise you're going to look good."

By allowing her to proceed, Clark closed his eyes and waited impatiently for things to conclude before he would have to put on his costume. A very thin brush stroked across the bit of skin between his upper eyelids and his eyebrows with short intervals for more strokes to paint his eyes and then to his forehead and his cheekbones.

As soon as she finished putting makeup on his face, Rachel proceeded to put on her own by the time guests began to file into the rows of chairs in front of the stage. This was made known by the growing indistinct chatter in the background which indicated that time was running short since Rachel also needed to get into costume.

Clark's outfit hung from the portable clothes rack. A crow head with a shirt, short pants and gloves Clark donned once he was permitted to get up out of his seat and change. Rachel grabbed her costume and hid behind a fitting room divider so she could change in privacy.

"We're ready for you, Rachel," summoned Mr Keaton.

Footsteps receded from the girl's changing room entrance, giving the indication of Rachel's tardiness as she began to change a lot faster as well as putting on her own makeup.

Once she was all set and ready to walk out, the brunette blew her boyfriend a kiss and walked out of the tent to take up her scenes in the play. While she was away, Clark looked over the script that had been left for him to study his lines as Ariel.

The Tempest

Act 1, Scene 2

Prospera By ancient most strange, bountiful Fortune Hath mine enemies brought to this shore.

Prospera casts sleep over Miranda.

Here cease more questions. Thou art inclined to sleep. 'Tis a good dullness, And give it away. I know thou canst not choose.

Miranda falls asleep.

Come away, servant, come. I am ready now - (YOUR CUE) Approach my Ariel. Come.

Enter Ariel

Ariel All hail, great mistress! I come To answer thy best pleasure.

Prospera Hast thou, spirit, Performed to point the tempest that I bade thee?

Ariel I boarded the King's ship; in every cabin, I flamed amazement. The fire and cracks Of sulfurous roaring the most mighty Neptune Seem'd to besiege thee and make his bold waves tremble.

Prospera My brave spirit! Who was so firm, so constant, that this coil Would not infect his reason?

Ariel Not a soul. The King's son, Ferdinand, Was the first man that leaped; cried 'Hell is empty, And all the devils are here.' My liberty.

Prospera Before the time be out? No more. Yet be correspondent to command, And after two days I will discharge thee.

Ariel That's my noble mistress.

Prospera Go make thyself like a nymph o' th' sea. Go, take this shape, and hither come in 't. Go, hence with dilligence!

Ariel exits (AND YOU'RE DONE!)

There was not a lot of time provided for Clark to properly cement his words into his mind, only the ones highlighted yellow specifically for him. Anxiously, Clark walked out of the changing room and made his way backstage where he laid feast to the wonderous spectacle that was his girlfriend performing.

"By ancient most strange, bountiful Fortune. Hath mine enemies brought to this shore." Rachel proclaimed heartily.

Her eyes attempted to scan the nearest faces of the crowd, yet acted as if there were more beyond and looked nearer in the general direction of the lights shone upon her and the stage.

Beside Clark was the drama teacher, who was quite blown away by the spectacle and the performance delivered by the extraordinarily talented, Rachel Amber.

Truly, it was a tear-jerker.

"Here cease more questions. Thou art inclined to sleep. 'Tis a good dullness, and give it away. I know thou canst not choose."

As per the script, Rachel - as Prospera - seduced Dana - as Miranda - into slumber.

"Come away, servant, come. I am ready now. Approach my Ariel. Come." Rachel beckoned, calling upon her next actor to appear before her in the spotlight.

Hesitantly, Clark emerged from the curtains and darkness into the light where unidentified faces visually mutilated him and his appearance. A yellow-taped X was beside Rachel, giving Clark the indication as to where he was to stand for his performance.

Clearing his throat, Clark raised his voice for all to hear. "All hail, great mistress! I come to answer thy best pleasure."

A very subtle grin appeared very briefly on Rachel's face, yet composure and subtly was her forte as she quickly abandoned the emotion and kept her mind on the task at hand.

"Most fearless, generous spirit! Hast thou performed to point the tempest that I bade thee?"

"I boarded the King's ship; in every cabin, I flamed amazement. The fire and cracks of sulfurous roaring the most mighty Neptune seem'd to besiege thee and make his bold waves tremble." Clark responded, sharing a much bigger enthusiasm than his on-screen partner.

"The King's own ship I saw such rain assail, and by this detail I knew it for thy work. Well done. Who was so firm, so constant, that this coil would not infect his reason?"

"Not a soul. The King's son, Ferdinand, was the first man that leaped; cried..."

For but a moment did Clark forget his lines, only to fall upon something close to it.

" 'Hell is here, and all the devils are here because... hell is here!' "

"But are they, Ariel, safe?"

Feeling as if something was not right, Clark appeared visibly confused as in his mind, it raced a hundred miles an hour as to what he was to do next. But then he recalled identifying more yellow tape behind the shipwreck cut-out and made his way over to there, hoping that really was where he was to go next.

"Not a hair perished, and as thou bad'st me, I have dispersed them 'bout the isle... in troops!"

Rachel approached her partner and recovered him to their original position on stage.

"Ariel, thy charge exactly is performed. But there's more work," said Rachel. "Poor, weary spirit! Be of cheer: thy labours I shall sweeten with a gift. What is 't thou canst demand?"

"My... liberty."

"Thy... liberty?" Rachel repeated questionably but simply played along. "Nay! This most of all I will not grant."

"But thou assured my freedom. Didn't thou?"

"I never said how dearly I hold thee; my habit's been to keep my soul well-draped. Most loyal spirit, companion and friend. Is acting in my service not replete with excitement, amusement, and delight?"

"Of course, mistress... most truly it is so."

"Then why, I pray you, wish to be free?"

"Excitement lasts not forever. How canst thou be of certain that my mistress will find company anew? For the trouble I have endured will surely shaken our relationship."

Behind Rachel's green eyes, she broke through his walls and spoke with a soothing, honeyed tone that melted Clark like butter from every word that which she spoke.

"I have thee in my grasp; I will not bend," she said in a calmly manner. "I will not see thee flying forth alone! The envy would be more than I could bear."

"So come with me! Is that not in thy pow'r?"

"Spirit, take my hands, most faithful friend."

As Rachel said this, she got down on one knee and held onto Clark's hand as they stared deeply into each other's eyes.

"For but a little longer I beseech: continue in thy service to my schemes. And when they are complete, I swear to thee... we shall fly beyond this isle - the corners of the world our mere prologue. I'll seek to make thy happiness so great that e'en the name of liberty's forgot. What sayest thou to my most hopeful wish?"

A moment of silence fell upon them. Clark could not believe what he was hearing as others around them only heard what they believed fell upon the script or improvisation so perfect that nobody could tell what was going on.

In the crowd, cried a woman's voice, begging for him to say yes.

A smile glimmered on Clark's face. The corners of his lips curled upwards as he agreed to her most generous offer.

"I am most pleased," Rachel said quietly before she got up to her feet. "Your duty, done for now. So go forth hence with haste! I've work to do."

Taking that as his cue to leave, Clark scampered off stage and out of sight where he watched the show from the sidelines as his girlfriend carried the show.

To Clark's surprise, the real Ariel - Juliet Watson whose late appearance was at the fault of the fire - appeared behind Mr Keaton on her Ariel attire.

"Well that was... interesting. Knocked it out of the park there, Price." Juliet complimented the brown-haired boy.

"A stumbling start, perhaps, but then... absolutely transformative. I am humbled." Mr Keaton added.

And so, the show carried on before the whole cast was summoned into the spotlight along with Mr Keaton. Everyone bowed and smiled at the audience without any notice at all that there was an uninvited guest watching them nearby before vanishing into the darkness.

#life is strange #rachel amber #juliet watson #dana ward #victoria chase #travis keaton

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garvezs · 2 years

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SPENCER REID 4.09 52 PICKUP

#hi is this a comeback orrrr #spencer reid #criminal minds #criminalmindsedit #cmedit #spencer reid gif #criminal minds gifs #spencer reid edit #mgg #matthew gray gubler #aya.edits #garvezs #it’s actually a repost bc idk where the original went :(#useratlas #userlunar #usersher #don’t even know if these sexy tags are being tracked anymore 😔

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1ddiscourseoftheday · 3 years

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Wed 31 March ‘21

The Daily Mail has published a story telling us that last July Niall’s London apartment was broken into by an intoxicated man who followed a neighbor in and then hopped from a nearby balcony to Niall’s. Niall wasn’t home at the time, but his PA found the intruder and “kept him talking” until security arrived. The man was just sent on his way but he returned the next day at which time he was arrested; he will go to trial this July. Niall has been asked by the police not to comment on the case. Some people are speculating about a possible connection between this and Niall ceasing his frequent livestreams from his home around that time; maybe so, maybe not (we don’t even know whether this guy was a stalker targeting him or if it was random, let alone how Niall may have reacted) but it certainly reminds us yet again that there are always going to be factors we do not and can not know about that are influencing the public facing actions we see. The DM illustrated their article with videos and pictures of the interior of the apartment from Niall interviews and social media; also today a lot of pictures of the remodel of Harry’s Erskine House (you know, the place where he was terrorized by a stalker) that were posted by the architectural firm circulated. The hot pink carpeted stairs and disco ball are cool and all- but I guess I’m just glad there are so many things we don’t and can’t know to balance the things they don’t get to keep private.

I promised you an update on the resurgence of the ‘Harry Styles is Starfox in the MCU’ rumors #confirmed this time FOR REALSIES ETC: well, the update is that, despite another round of excitement yesterday stemming from a reddit spoiler post, there is no update. We still have exactly the same amount of info about it as we did before, ie no credible sources saying it’s a thing. The main account pointed to as a “leak” is a troll account and NOT a real Marvel employee, one real Marvel employee said one thing that might or might not be real and was not specific as to what role, that reddit post had nothing about him in it, and that is that. Sometimes smoke does indeed indicate fire, he might well be in the MCU: but there is still as of now nothing to confirm. There is a confirmed movie to be excited about though-- My Policeman content has begun!! A sound producer posted a picture of Harry, Emma Corrin, and David Dawson standing in separate sound booths in a studio recording something! Oh and yes that means he’s publicly in the UK for the first time in a long while.

Brit Awards nominations are out, somewhat anticlimactically for a fandom who had formed some lofty expectations-- Harry got a nom for Watermelon Sugar (British Single of the Year), and that’s it. He got Fine Line noms last year so it isn’t too shocking he didn’t again, and the others were honestly outside chances due to various circumstances, however much they might deserve the recognition.“SNUBBED!” fake complained Niall, but unlike fans added “I’m jokinggg” (suuure you are, but he’s taking it better than fans, who trended Louis’ name and Louis Deserved It, etc, for nearly a full 24 hours; maybe Niall was referring to being snubbed by the FANDOM, lol.) He further showed he was surviving the disappointment by retweeting the nom list for Harry’s category, one assumes to cheer him on.

Anyway the continued chatter about Louis’ promised documentary is a bright spot in a day of mostly negative news! Here’s what we know- Louis has repeatedly talked about how much he liked Charlie Lightening’s Liam Gallagher doc and implied it was why he wanted to work with him; that film does cover some Oasis breakup and personal life stuff, as it relates to the story it tells about LG launching his solo comeback, so while I find it hard to picture Louis choosing to do a ‘Louis Tomlinson This Is My Life year zero to present’ biopic kind of thing yeah, they could plan to include some stuff like that. But also we’ve SEEN them filming loads of stuff so we can have a pretty good idea what at least parts of it might be- Charlie and his camera were everywhere for album release behind the scenes (YES I AM ready to cry at the Times Square billboard moment footage and them watching the #1s pile up, bring it), the lead up to the release (interviews and music video filming and listening parties and stuff), Charlie recorded interviews with fans at all the pre-tour shows (and outside the hotels and soundchecks and stuff), and of course I would guess TOUR SHOWS and the rest of the tour are meant to be the centerpiece of it all, as they are to Louis, even if that’s been delayed. My only question, was Louis’ very public appearance at the LG doc premier when he first connected with Charlie about doing a project, or was that the public sort of introduction of the idea to hint at a partnership they’d already established? Maybe we’ll find out in interviews about the project when it’s done… Oh also I am down with the guess about Faith in the Future being a song title- yeah! That does sound right! Orrrr a documentary :))

#Niall Horan #louis tomlinson #harry styles #31 mar 21 #charlie lightening #tara cassandro #tw stalking #the real kind #cw home invasion #whoopsie that was emma's jacket int he studio with Harry! I edited it out #I bet he's jealous though

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