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holyshit · 1 year
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I posted 13,550 times in 2022
2,108 posts created (16%)
11,442 posts reblogged (84%)
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I tagged 11,802 of my posts in 2022
Only 13% of my posts had no tags
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My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
“we’ve been doing all this late night talking” 🤝 “share a single bed and tell each other what we dream about”
757 notes - Posted April 16, 2022
#4
i can’t wait until lt2 inevitably comes out with zero references to “faith in the future” and 369, leaving us with no answers and rapidly losing our minds
767 notes - Posted March 26, 2022
#3
funny how when “if i could fly” first came out back in 2015, there was no public gf people were able to reasonably link it to because 1) it was way too personal for any of the short supposed flings he had and 2) “i’d be coming right back home to you” doesn’t make sense when his public relationships were all with people who lived outside of england. non-larries at the time could try to write it off as him just writing about something he hasn’t experienced as a storyteller, but at this point it’s become abundantly clear that the theme of “if i could fly” is a primary recurring theme in his writing and in his life that started long before any of his current day public relationships. from sweet creature to canyon moon and now love of my life, daydream, satellite, and daylight all having similar themes. it’s spanned across each of his albums, making it all the more clear that “if i could fly” was and continues to be incredibly significant
961 notes - Posted April 21, 2022
#2
what’s the babygirliest picture of harry?
i'm not the best person to ask bc i never save pictures and am the worst at recalling things on the spot, but i will present you with this gif:
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1,101 notes - Posted February 27, 2022
My #1 post of 2022
as much as i am a “get out of my kitchen” cook most of the time, when you’re casually cooking with someone, sitting on counters, laughing? messing up everything in the recipe because you’re too deep into a conversation or an in-depth fantasy about opening a restaurant together? unparalleled. beautiful. life affirming, even.
3,146 notes - Posted August 19, 2022
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neverforpickles · 2 years
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What LT2 feels like to me based on titles:
The Greatest
“wow, this is incredible, you are beautiful, you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me, what happened was beyond my grasp, it made my heart swell beyond belief. chefs kiss, deliciouso, spice and sweet and darling and melted butter on top of pancakes and hot cocoa on christmas in front of the fireplace. it’s the summer nights in mid july, the breeze on sunsets and the crickets and birds and the dancing trees. wow”
Written All Over Your Face
“holy shit, you’re in love with me? you like me? me? staaap, i can see your fond. why are you looking at me like that? why are you looking at me like i hang all the moon and the stars for you? i feel so lucky to have been the subject of that adoration you have written all over your face. do I really make you feel like that? *deep breaths*” and at the same time “oh no, what’s wrong darling? i can see the disappointment, resignation and defeat all over your face. do you wanna talk about it? can I give you a hug? do you want to just sit down in silent and wait until you’re ready? i’m sorry for why you’re feeling that way”
Bigger Than Me
“this thing is bigger than me, whatever this is. i can feel it on my bones. it felt hard to grasp. this is the universe, life and stars, it’s bigger than you, and me and everything. in the grand scheme of things, we’re merely a dusts in the existence of time and life. It feels encompassing, like a bear hug or a welcoming dish made by mum after a long day. the first sip of tea on the mornings, and the first taste of a foreign dish, it feels like the first interview, the first day of the job” and at the same time; “i can’t do this, this is just too much for me. i can’t…i just can’t.. that’s it. i’m done. too much, i’ve had enough. i can’t conquer it, it’s beyond what i can do. it is what it is.”
Lucky Again
“Really? I can do this? Again? Wow. I must be the luckiest man in the world. What did I do to deserve all these? How—why—do I really get to have this? What did my past life did for me to deserve and be this lucky? I can’t take this, this is so overwhelming. i am so happy, incredibly happy” also, “how did I get so lucky to have you? to have this incredible, beautiful and intelligent and compassionate human being with me? what did I do to deserve you? is this real? every morning i wake up and realise that wow, you’re really mine. i really get to have you in my arms. wake up with you in my arms in the morning and get to have a cup of tea with you and pancakes and eggs on toasts. i feel lucky all over again to be loved by you, to be in your presence and gets to have you physically, and gets to smell your scent that feels like home”
Face The Music
“You know what? fuck this. I feel ready. I’ve been preparing for this for forever. I can’t wait to you know what, have this. It’s my time to shine now. No more hiding in the shadows. It’s time to face the music, no matter the consequences. This time, I will be brave, strong and daring. Fuck everything and everyone. I am done with just sitting back. No matter what happen, I will do my best.” at the same time, “Sigh. Its time to fix my mistakes, my lacking, my miscommunications, the lack of time, effort, attention and commitment. I am sorry. I was not good to you. I will try to change and be the best version of myself. I promise to communicate, and to love openly, and trust and be open. Face the music feels like someone coming up into your door knocking with a bouquet flowers, and wine and anervous smile after not seeing each other for years or after a whatever happened. It’s the getting up on the bed after being on a rut, depressive state. The first shower, and the first burst of energy and serotonin. And the first motivation to write, clean your room and cook and that good energy enough to sway and dance on the kitchen.”
Chicago
Feels likw “remember that time we spent in chicago? the late night runs we did? the giggles that floated on the air and quiet streets as we run around at past midnight? the slow dancing we did under the moonlight? the cackles that echoes on the dead of the night whilst the rest of the world were asleep and remained unaware of what we did? remember the nights we strolled on the part under the moonlight, with a summer breeze lightly touching hair and raising goosebumps on our skin and at the same time hugs us like an old friend? remember that time we stayed up all night randomly getting a tattoo on this shady dinge tattoo place that’s open 24/7 on a random street? remember that time we roam the streets of chicago in fraily wigs and poorly made disguised and loving that small inch of freedom away from prying eyes of many? remember that night we spent on hotel room making love, and knowing each other’s body in and out all over again? remember the sweat that runs through body that night? the exhalation, the calm after the high, the smell of cigarettes? the talks we spent on the entire night as the world goes by and we were drown on each other’s presence? being present within each other’s heartbeats?” also at the same time “remember the fight we had that night? the silence that went over our head? remember the dread and resignation we felt? i’m sorry. i hated that. i love you, i don’t want that to happen again. i love you” also “fuck you.”
Common People
“Look at me, look at you. We’re the same. We’re just the common people in this vast universe. At the end of the day, we’re all, one and the same. We have the same feelings, we feel, like you. what difference that this make when i can’t have you like a common person cannot” also, “I wish we’re just common people, like ordinary people that doesn’t have to go through all this, i wish the freedom and the strenght like common people have. What do I do? I am not a common people. But I wish I was but if I was, will you be with me?”
Out of my system
“My adrenaline, sadness, grief, anger, and love here they are. I am willing to let go of them. ato get them out of my veins: Here they are, I am presenting them to you. I am vulnerable and open, I hope you touch my heart gently for I am after I would crumble into pieces. Here all I am, feel free to poke, and prod and accept what I am offering. All these pent up emotions and overwhelming feelings I am laying them all out in the open. I need to get them out of my system otherwise I will burst and be cut into million pieces that none of us are unable to piece back together. I feel like I am bursting, I feel overwhelmed, I am overflowing.” also “I am happy. I thought I should let you know.”
Angels Fly
“You’re on top of the world. You deserve to fly and have everything you deserve. I am incredibly proud of you. You deserve to get to places you want, to have all the luxury on the world, to taste all the dishes you have always wanted to try. To get endless hugs and cuddles and pets on the hair. To get lost into the adrenaline and the feeling of being on the crowd, to hearing screams of happiness and love. You deserve to be heard and seen and loved. I am proud to be by your side as you achieve everything you’ve always wanted.” at the same “You’re dearly loved. Thank you for looking over us. Your presence were sent by the gods himself. You shaped me to who I am today. I hope you are proud of me. I love you so much and I miss you. I wish you are here. I wish you get to see this.”
Saturdays
“Bright sun rays on the morning, chirping birds as they dance through the breeze, slight dance of the fields’ grass. the glistening clear water of the lake and the sound of the running water. The morning dew on the grass. The fresh air. And the scent of newly cut grass. The pancakes, the omelettes, eggs on toasts, teas and pineapple juices. Dancing and sways on the low hum of music as you cook breakfasts, the light of the morning sun filtering through the kitchen, the warmth of your body as I hug you or as you hug me whilst we sway on the kitchen. The scent of freshly homemade breakfast floating onto the air. It’s the familiar scent of our blankets, the familiarity of being in your arms, the familiar scent of your shampoo. The small kisses, languid and unhurried. The giggles and the laughter. Everything all at once. Slow, soft and all encompassing. Your smiles, the happiness on your face, the glint of contentment in your eyes as the world goes by, and we’re here lost in our own presence. Saturdays are for us, for me, for me and I am happy I get to you have you with me.”
Silver Toungues
“Toungue so sharp, sassy and smart. Your mouth capable to making everyone be on their kees for you. The flirt, the boldness and the seduction in which you let out worlds were enough to make me feel like I have won the lottery. The eloquence, the love you show in your craft, the way words rolled out of your tongue, carefully chosen and let out for all the world to heard and digest. the way words feels like the entire universe on its own.” and at the same “god, i fuckin hate every word that comes out of your mouth, fuckin shut up. you’re spitting nonesense. i don’t have time for you and your bullshit man.”
She is beauty We Are World Class
“You are the very definition of beauty. You are beauty in it itself. Everything about you is beautiful, elegant, daring and graceful. You my dear, is everything that defines beauty. From the sunflowers to the most carefully designed crafter art. You’re painting. You deserve to be in a museum to be adored by many, to be loved and wondered. Your eyes, your smile, your grace and elegance defeats every queens in all the time. You are all those, but we are also world class, we are everything that fits you. that rivals your beauty and intelligence. the other half of your puzzle. We are the sun and the materials for your flower and art. We are the museum on its own, housing and carefully guarding your beauty from filthy hands of many. god, we fit.” at the same time it’s “You are only beautiful, superficial and would crumble instantly. But we? We are are everything that the world carries. The good, the bad, and the ugly. Whichever fits your definition, we are our own.”
All This Time
“I love you. All this time. Always. Whatever happens. But oh my god, i can’t believe i love you and you love me. Like you really love me? All this time, you’ll always have me. You have my support, my love, my adoration and respect. Always.” also, “All this time, I am here. I will always win, I will continue winning and no matter what you do; you can’t stop me.”
That’s the way love goes
“This is how I love. This is how I feel. This is how I feel for you, support you, lift you up and this is how I win. We will win. No matter what someone will do, nobody can stop us. You have me. I will always need you. You’re the apple of my eye, the sun on my cloudy days, the air that I breath, the shoulders you can lean on. The person you can always hug, and someone who will accompany you when times gets hard. I will comfort you, and cook you pancakes and make you some tea. I will give you pets on the hair, cuddle you and cry with you when times gets hard. At the same time, celebrate your little victories, push you when you feel like you can’t do it, make you feel when you feel apathetic, ground you when you need grounding. Bring you back to life when you’re floating into your own conscience. Make you feel good, loved and supported. I will always have your back when the worlds feels like they’ve turn their backs on you. I will be hear to remember your favourite colour, your favourite pieces of clothing and jewellery, favourite scent, soaps, foods and everything in between. I will be here to remember what makes you angry, happy, and sad and everything you like and dislike. I will always remember important dates, how you particularly likes certajn things and even your affirmations to things I dislike all to make you happy. All because this is the way love goes and you should have this standard.” also “Guess what, this is how I feel towards this person. This is how they feels towards me. I love them. They love me. We love each other. Whatever you do and say, we have each other. We love, protect and support each other. We trust each other and if you cannot accept, support and let us be— fuck you. This is how we love, this is how our lvoe goes. There’s nothing you can do about it.” at the same time it’s “the act of service, the words of affirmations, the physical touch, the push and pull, it’s being there for each other. no matter the type of love, all because we love, they love and each of us love.”
When the album released, I will add what I think of each songs.
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You know what type of receipts I need? LT2 receipts I don’t care if they fake I just need info that baby’s cooking
That lid is tight as HELL baby!
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cppsheffield · 5 months
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Tuesday 12th December 2023
Diamond LT2, 17:30-19:00
On December 12th, 1979 NATO with its Double-Track Decision opted to deploy more medium-range nuclear ballistic missiles in Western Europe. in June 1980, RAF Greenham Common was selected as the main British base for the United States Air Force's nuclear armed Cruise Missiles. Some missiles were deployed at RAF Molesworth but the majority of the missiles were deployed at RAF Greenham Common.
A Greenham Common Women’s Peace Camp was established in protest at the deployment of cruise missiles in 1981, and the camp lasted 19 years. The most famous actions of the Peace Camp were the Embrace the Base / Reflect the Base actions where thousands of women held hands and encircled the base on December 12th in 1982 and 1983 – 50,000 women in 1983! The date was chosen as a protest anniversary remembering and condemning the Double-Track Decision. This year is the 40th anniversary of the 12th December Reflect the Base actions at the camp in 1983.
         We will be celebrating the Peace Camp with a series of readings of the protest poetry written by the women at the camp and by feminist poets in the 1980s. We welcome one of the most powerful voices of that decade, the incomparable poet Geraldine Monk. Alongside her will be the activist-artist Michael Sanders who will be talking about his Molesworth and Greenham Common work. Students, staff and writers will be reading a selection of the protest and feminist poems of the early 1980s written at the camp or inspired by it, introduced by PhD researcher Isobel Cook. 
All are welcome to this free evening of Greenham Common poetry.
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Everything changed outside but I feel the same inside
I finally finished my drawing of change, how the song explains the connection he has to all his past selves and the relationships he formed. It’s such a beautiful song and I had to draw my interpretation 🤍
I did recycle one drawing I had so if you see it… don’t tell anyone 🤍
Hope you like it!
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everything about coacoac is so precious and meaningful, i could talk about it for days. the lyrics are simply outstanding, one of louis' best works imo. its sound is exactly what i expected from louis. coacoac is so louis,,,,,,,,, i knew that LT2 was gonna be a masterpiece but after listening to that song, i'm already speechless and excited for what the future holds for us ♡
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asadfangirlbitxh · 3 years
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Guys LT2 is coming. You can quote me on this
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niamflopped · 3 years
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And a few asks earlier she was saying that Louies should take the focus off his sexuality and relationships. Such a confused, contradictory person.
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lwt28brave · 3 years
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it's been a whole year maybe you should look into getting a new stove or something
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stelloulas · 3 years
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fish finger butty with louis tomorrow 🥪
support FullTimeMeals !!
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i agree you really can’t blame the fans. almost 2 1/2 years since its release i see projects for walls and the persistence is admirable but each project gradually has less engagement. it’s a good month if his listeners are above 4 mil and the songs are meeting milestones a lot slower. and i don’t blame him for going at his own pace but at the same time most of his fans haven’t even been able to experience a release yet. all of his answers about when lt2 will be are “soon” or “it’s cooking” there’s no definitive timeline and it’s frustrating. we’ve seen his team fumble massive engagement and it’s inevitably only going to get lower if something doesn’t happen. i didn’t mean to turn this into a rant but honestly is we don’t get at least one officially released song this year he’ll be making a really big mistake
We’ll (probably) get a song soon, but I get the frustration!
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songsofhome · 3 years
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Us: Harry has joined the MCU we love it…we hate it….we love it….we hate it..
Meanwhile Louis: *quietly rangles his 369th duck in to a row* *coyly rubs hands together* right ducks all nicely lined up, my husband has provided a decent distraction…time to go BOOM!
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Every broken heart as far as I can see it’s a copy of a copy of a copy..
Well here is one of the concept images I came up from that beautiful song. This one was heavily inspired by this post by @ferricadooza their interpretation was so on point to me and decided to portrait it.
I hope I made justice for their interpretation and to the lyrics of Copy. I hope you like it!!!
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xiaojaan · 3 years
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i miss him too, you aren't alone 😔😫
i know anon same☹
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asadfangirlbitxh · 3 years
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Can Mr Louis Tomlinson release coacoac? Thank you!
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