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daisiesonafield-blog · 10 months
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Real? https://twitter.com/rainbow_sky28/status/1679888686098292736?s=46&t=BRJY4ZQz89uxpR8KiGdarQ
It is real that Louis' portrait hangs at the National Portrait Gallery in London, but I don't know if Harry has visited it. Does anyone know?
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wild-berry-wine · 17 days
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I've got your face; Hung up high in the gallery
Harry Styles, Sunflower, Vol. 6
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lemmylemons · 1 year
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Idk why but I'm kinda happy rn
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awesomefringey · 25 days
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larriescompass · 5 months
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(reblog to reach more people💝)
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twopoppies · 5 months
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I just noticed a line in sunflower vol 6. ‘Kiss in the kitchen like it’s a dance floor’ and then that song that Lou allegedly wrote for little mix which has ‘why can’t I kiss you on the dance floor’ and it’s very interesting to me because it’s like harry is taking the line and showing that at home he and Lou have a very different relationship in public (which they obv do) but do you think this was intentional? Idk if this makes any sense it’s so late here lmao
Hi, love. I don’t think Louis had anything to do with writing that song. But both of them write about the kitchen as an element in their relationship, which is interesting to me.
As usual, Louis is much more direct:
“Face to face at the kitchen table/This is everything I’ve waited for/Now we can finally have a conversation/That I wish were could’ve had before”
Harry speaks more metaphorically:
“The fridge light washes this room white/Moon dances over your good side/And this was all we used to need”
“I couldn't want you any more/Kiss in the kitchen like it's a dance floor/I couldn't want you any more tonight”
But I do think the kitchen represents a private place for them and it seems like a place where they share intimate, emotional moments.
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foxes-that-run · 5 months
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Sunflower Vol 6
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Sunflower is a sweet romantic song. It references HYGTG and Clean, reminding of her how it used to be to suggest dating again.
My Vol 1 - 5 theory
My theory on Vol 1 - 5 are times they dated or hung out. I have playlist grouped into possible volumes. There is more in the dates and timelines.
31 March 2012, 20 May 2012 - July 2012 (Everything has changed - IKYWT)
28 September 2012 - 3 January 2013 (HYGTG - NTWDT.)
25 August 2013 - November 2013 (Happily - Wonderland)
14 February 2014 - February 2015 (Style - FTDT)
February/29 April 2016 - May 2016 (High infidelity - IDWLF)
To me, Sunflower is contemplating a Vol. 6 (Fine Line/Lover). Sunflower hasn't been played since Live on Tour ended in 2021.
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Sunflower Sunflower My eyes, want you more than a melody Let me inside Wish I could get to know you
I wanna get to know you is a reference to the Everything has changed "I just wanna know you better" which Taylor and Ed wrote the week after 20 May 2012.
Love 'I want you more than a melody' which reminds me of HYGTG “say you want me”
Sunflowers Sometimes Keep it sweet in your memory I was just tongue-tied
Wildest Dreams: "Say you’ll remember me standing in a nice dress, staring at the sunset, babe" and OOTW "I Remember.."
Harry describes Taylor as sunshine and butterflies and all things summer in many songs:
Olivia “You live in my imagination / The summertime, butterflies”
Watermelon Sugar: “summer evening”, “summer feeling”, “end of June”
Adore You: “your wonder under summer sky”
Canyon Moon: “sky never looked so blue”
They are tongue-tied in:
Two Ghosts "Tongue-tied like we've never known"
Sushi "Blue bubblegum twisted 'round your tongue"
Message in a Bottle "And I became hypnotized by freckles and bright eyes, tongue-tied"
I don't wanna make you feel bad But I've been trying hard not to talk to you Sunflower (Sunflower, sunflower)
Taylors Gorgeous has a similar line “You should take it as a compliment / That I'm talking to everyone here but you (but you, but you)”
I couldn't want you any more Kiss in the kitchen like it's a dance floor I couldn't want you any more tonight (Tonight, tonight, tonight)
Lover (feat. Shawn Mendes): "We could light a bunch of candles and dance around the kitchen, baby"
Wondering headshake Tired eyes are the death of me Mouthful of toothpaste Before I got to know you
Harry brushes his teeth before performing. He met Taylor backstage at the kids choice awards, I take wondering headshake to mean acknowledging each other when they first saw each other.
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I've got your face Hung up high in the gallery I love this shade (Sunflower, sunflower)
To me the picture line is not a literal gallery, but a symbol that this person is his person. I think this song and line a response to HYGTG "Remind her how it used to be, be / Yeah, with pictures in frames of kisses on cheeks, cheeks" and You are in Love and has "he keeps a picture of you in his office downtown"
Your flowers just died Plant new seeds in the melody Let me inside, I wanna get to know you
Plant new seeds in the melody is the nicest line. It is a reference to:
Clean "The drought was the very worst / When the flowers that we'd grown together died of thirst".
Call it what you want: "All my flowers grew back as thorns / Windows boarded up after the storm" (more thorns and roses)
Chronologically then Harry says to plant new seeds and try again.
I don't wanna make you feel bad But I've been trying hard not to act a fool Sunflower (Sunflower, sunflower)
Harry has called himself a fool many times, here he is trying to be nonchalant and cool but before he's been all kinds of fool:
I just wanna love you "We can whisper, we can talk about these things / Reconsider my foolish ramblings"
Just a little bit of your heart "I know I'm not your only / But I'll still be a fool / 'Cause I'm a fool for you"
Fools gold "But I'm not done yet / Falling for you / Fool's gold"
Boyfriends "You love a fool who knows just how to get under your skin / You, you, you still open the door" and "You feel a fool / You're back at it again"
In the Long Pond Sessions Taylor later emphasised how James had been foolish, saying fool/foolish 7 times.
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canyonmooningg · 1 year
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kiss in the kitchen
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pairing: best friend! harry x reader
summary: your typical new years eve fic. all fluff no smut (word count: 1,444 words)
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“Never have I ever…”
Y/N paused, thinking about what Harry had done that she hadn’t.
“Okay I got it: Never have I ever said the wrong name in bed,” she asked with a mischievous look in her eyes and a playful smirk forming.
Harry’s face flushed with embarrassment. I can’t believe she remembered that, he thought to himself. He sighed and took a swig of the vodka cranberry he had been nursing all night. Y/N threw her head back in a fit of giggles and attempted to cover her mouth with her hand. Though he wouldn’t admit it to anyone, Harry thought that the sound of Y/N’s laughter was one of the best sounds in the world.
“Not funny,” he said with a straight face, the corner of his lip upturned in a half-grin. Whose stupid idea was it to play Never Have I Ever on New Year’s Eve?
“Alright, alright. Your turn, hit me with your best shot,” she challenged.
Harry observed Y/N sitting across from him on the couch in her apartment. She sat with her legs crossed, anxiously awaiting his reply as her eyes twinkled in amusement. Harry noticed her fingers toying with a loose thread on the end of the shirt she was wearing–his shirt–the one he loaned her one time after a long night (after hers got stained from one of their many bar hopping excursions). To an outsider, she would have looked disheveled and, frankly, a whole mess, but to him? She was perfect, and always had been.
“Okay Big Shot, let’s see…never have I ever…kissed someone at midnight on New Year’s Eve”
Harry saw her cheeks pinken, and her eyes darted away from him and landed in her lap. The room suddenly got quiet; the only thing Harry could hear was the Times Square Ball Drop playing quietly in the background. She answered finally, “That’s the best you could think of?” she scoffed. But it was evident in her reluctance to answer that she was nervous.
Harry feigned a dramatic gasp. “You have kissed someone at New Year’s…right?”
Y/N picked at the threads of his shirt again, this time with more fervor—evidently a nervous tick in reaction to his questioning. Her gaze lifted from her lap and looked at Harry through her eyelashes.
“I mean,” she began as she stumbled through her words, “it’s hard to have kissed someone on New Year’s when you’ve never kissed anyone at all.”
Harry’s eyes widened in disbelief. He could have sworn…
“Wait, didn’t you date Jackson last summer? You never kissed him?”
She had to have kissed somebody, he thought. No way that she has never kissed anyone.
“Well we were never that serious and, I don’t know…” she hesitated.
Harry looked expectantly at her as he waited for her response. She began again, “I think he tried to once? But it didn’t feel right so I stepped back and I think he got the hint I wasn’t into it and we broke up soon after that so…I guess I’ve never had the opportunity.”
Harry racked his brain trying to make sense of her admission. How could no one have wanted to kiss her for this long?! She’s so beautiful, if I was her boyfriend—
His internal thoughts came to a screeching halt. Her boyfriend? Of course, he had thought about the idea as a fleeting notion that he never really took seriously. Y/N and him had been friends for years with no romantic feelings between them…right? Sure, Y/N was insanely attractive (objectively of course) and had the cutest laugh and the prettiest eyes, and—
His train of thought was suddenly interrupted by the shifting weight of the couch caused by Y/N getting up to grab the vodka bottle from the counter to make another drink. As she walked towards the kitchen he heard her say quietly, almost to herself, “Forget it, Harry, let’s just do something else, I don’t wanna talk about it anymore.” He could hear the heartbreak in her voice as she poured a fresh drink into her cup.
“Sorry, I didn't know,” he rushed out, feeling embarrassed, even though he had no way of knowing what her answer would be. He got off the couch and moved towards her. Her back was turned to him and after a beat he tentatively asked,
“Why?”
She turned around and Harry noticed how close they suddenly were to each other. Her eyes flicked to his in confusion.
“Why what?”
“Why didn’t you feel like kissing him? I thought…I thought you liked him? What was the problem? Did he do something to you?”
That last thought made him feel uneasy, could it be that this guy mistreated her and he didn’t even notice?
“What? No, he didn’t do anything to me, he was perfect. At least, I thought he was perfect… But I don’t know, there just was a disconnect for me. I didn’t really like him as much as he liked me.”
She paused in contemplation, then continued.
“I guess I want to be able to look back on my first kiss and know that I had it with someone special and that it meant something.”
Y/N’s normally confident demeanor had been reduced to the shy, insecure girl standing in front of Harry. Harry pressed on.
“But how will you know they are the one? Like will you meet them and just know? Or…” he began when he noticed a look in her eyes that, if he had blinked, he would have missed it.
“Or, have you already met them?”
She froze, thrown off by his sudden line of questioning.
“W-what would make you think I’ve already met them?”
Harry stepped closer to her, feeling a slight buzz from the vodka cranberry he had drank earlier, giving him liquid courage.
“Well,” he questioned, “have you?”
He had stepped close enough to her that he was able to feel the warmth radiating off her body as she faltered in answering him. He could hardly think being this close to her, his heart was leaping out of his chest thinking about who she could possibly have met that she’d kiss. Why won’t she just tell me who it is? We tell each other everything, so why won’t she just tell me? Unless–
“Y/N, who is it? You can tell me, I wouldn’t tell anyone”
She looked away in embarrassment and in a barely audible whisper, he heard a soft “I can’t”, followed by a sniffle as her eyes met his, tears beginning to gather in the corner of her eyes.
Before they could say anything else, they heard the television cheering at the beginning of the countdown to the new year.
“TEN!”
Harry saw a tear slip down her cheek, and he brought a hand to cup her face, wiping the stray tear away with his thumb.
“NINE!”
“Why not?” he asked gently, eyes dancing across her face searching for some sort of reason as to why she would be hesitant to tell him.
“EIGHT!”
She leaned into his hand as she reached for his wrist and held his hand there.
“SEVEN!”
“I don’t want to ruin things,” she whispered.
“SIX!”
Harry’s mind started to race with what she could possibly mean by “ruin things.” It would only ruin things if the person was someone close and important to her, and someone she wouldn’t want to lose by admitting romantic feelings.
“FIVE!”
Harry whispered, “You don’t know that for sure, Y/N”
“FOUR!”
He hesitated for a moment before he breathed out, “Can I kiss you?”
“THREE!”
Her eyes widened in surprise and she hesitated for a moment. He noticed her eyes dart down to his lips for a split second before he returned her gaze to his own.
“TWO!”
“Fuck it,” he rushed out as he reached up to cup her other cheek into his hand and leaned in, now so close he could feel her soft exhales on his lips.
“ONE!”
His lips crashed into hers as she let out a surprised whimper before melting into the kiss. Her hands came up and pulled at the curls at the nape of his neck as he brought his hands down to her waist to pull her against him.
“HAPPY NEW YEAR!”
The cheering on the TV signaling the beginning of the new year was loud enough that it momentarily broke their concentration and they pulled away, foreheads touching as they regained their breath.
“Happy New Year, Harry,” Y/N breathed against his lips. Harry smiled, and before he leaned in for another kiss, whispered, “Here’s to the new year, love.”
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lvrsparadise · 6 months
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“i couldn't want you more, kiss in the kitchen like it's a dance floor.”
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savebylou · 3 months
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finexbright · 11 months
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uk and european besties let's all just hold two mins silence and say rest in peace to the live versions of lights up, little freak, cherry, falling, sunflower vol. 6 and to be so lonely, gone but never forgotten, forever beefing with harry styles
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hldailyupdate · 1 year
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‘Sunflower, Vol. 6’ just hit 250 MILLION streams on Spotify! (22 February 2023)
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pridesobright · 1 year
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36 DAYS OF TYPE · 03
36 Days of Type is a yearly challenge inviting artists to share their own creative take on the letters and numbers from the Latin alphabet — I associated each letter with a song.
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sunflowerkiwis · 2 years
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Tis Autumn - h.s.
another short one :b (not proofread)
also,sunflower vol 6 is awesome, fight me (pls don’t)
word count: 315
happy reading x
“What’s one romantic thing you’ve always dreamed of doing?” Harry asked Y/N from his side on the couch.
“I don’t know… maybe dance in a dimly lit room with like, old songs playing in the background.” She stared up in thought. “Or kiss in the kitchen like it’s a dance floor.”
Harry chuckled at the reference of one of her favorite songs of his, his ego inflating just a little bit more. “Our kitchen has dim lights,” he looked at her.
Y/N’s face lit up. “Yes, yes it does.”
Harry stood up in front of her and offered her a hand, “May I have this dance?”
“Yes, you may,” Y/N smiled at him and fixed up her orange hoodie. “Such a gentleman,” she added, taking his hand.
Now here they were, dancing together to Nat King Cole’s 2002 remastered version of Tis Autumn, sharing a few kisses here and there. It was really all they could both ask for. Just some time together with old romantic songs and peace. Y/N made a mental note of adding this to her favorite memories together.
“Y’know it’s getting a bit hot in here,” Y/N lifted her head off of Harry’s shoulder, a thin layer of sweat coating her forehead.
“Well, that hoodie doesn’t help mid-summer does it?” Harry offered her a cocky smile.
“Mhm,” She said, paying no attention and reaching for the buttons of his gray silk shirt. Honestly, she had not a clue as to way he wore a silk shirt today, both staying home and all.
“What’re you undoing m’shirt for?”
“You’re quite hot too, I don’t want you to overheat.”
Harry chuckled at her excuse. “Thank you, darling.”
Y/N looked up as the song ended and Unforgettable started playing. “You’re welcome, Dear.” She ended with a short kiss and continued to sway to the beautiful sound of one of Nat King Cole’s many masterpieces.
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