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31 I know I’m old but I’m the same age as Louis so fuck off :) Bi she/her follow @buddies4life if you want to hear me scream about 911 😘
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I’m not english so what does mean “i bring pop, you pop?”

https://twitter.com/marvinschvlz/status/1674520379472093185?s=46&t=BRJY4ZQz89uxpR8KiGdarQ

I AM OBSESSED WITH THIS.

So, the person with Keith Haring Safe Sex T-shirt and the “poppers?” note on his camera is referring to the drug, poppers. One of its side effects is that it loosens your muscles, so gay men often use it for anal sex. Here’s my poppers tag. It also can make your heart race, so Harry’s reaction is just really funny. And very gay.

“Dust off the high”

“Getting yourself wet for me”

“I bring the pop”

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he wore blue and green then sun and moon what’s next ? rose and dagger ??? ship and compass ????? rope and anchor ??????? heart and arrow ?? bears ??? a house ????? the fucking oops jumper ????????

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I can’t wait for Harry’s Madame Tussauds figures 😍 SEVEN!!! Do you think all of them will be different or just one standard according with the shadow of the video?

Oh, for sure they’ll all be different. They’re wanting people to visit all their locations. It’s really kind of crazy though, isn’t it? Sometimes I can’t believe how famous he is.

In news sure to set the heart of every superfan racing, global entertainment brand Madame Tussauds has announced it will launch, not just one, but SEVEN brand new Harry Styles figures across their global estate this winter.

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With figures set to land in Madame Tussauds Sydney, Madame Tussauds Hollywood, Madame Tussauds New York, Madame Tussauds London, Madame Tussauds Amsterdam, Madame Tussauds Berlin and Madame Tussauds Singapore, the multi-launch is the biggest undertaken since the world-famous attraction launched Lady Gaga globally 12 years ago and stands as a real testament to Harry Styles seismic star power.

Although closer details on the looks are under wraps until the mid-July global launch, Madame Tussauds has revealed the seven figures will sport head turning looks from recent years, with iconic concert costumes, flamboyant tour outfits and red-carpet showstoppers all featuring in the stellar line up.

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Anonymous asked:

Queer male artists in their prime, the majority of whom were marketed towards a heterosexual female audience and heavily sexualised:

1960’s/70’s - Elton John

1970’s/80’s - Freddie Mercury

1980’s/90’s - George Michael

1990’s/00’s - Ricky Martin

2010’s/20’s - Harry Styles

We’re literally living through the Harry Styles era that will be looked back on in the future with questions of ‘how the hell did his fans not know he was gay?’

So on yet another road trip I did a dastardly deed and made a playlist of all Harry, Louis, and Niall’s solo stuff. And as I listened on shuffle, I just couldn’t escape the feeling that one of these things was not like the other. Niall’s songs more oft than not are about love—the temptress, desire, being left, the kind of embryonic beginnings and swift endings of someone who actually dates people. But Harry and Louis? You know that saying “history never repeats itself, but it rhymes”? That’s what they do. Album after album, era to era, I could trace a path through greif, miscommunication, petty fights, coffee, stars, too much thinking and too much drinking, annoyance, adoration. There’s a depth that belies an understanding. And going forward in time, songs that tackled other loves, moved to explore friendship (Matilda, That’s the Way Love Goes) and beauty and home and belonging (Common People, TPWK). There’s even the constant reference to smoking.

It’s not so much that I think they’re perfect people with a flawless happily ever after. But they’re bound still, in their songs, in their lyrics, rhyming in ways only visible from a distance, from a collective glance at how these threads weave a tapestry of growing up and getting wiser and healing. I’ve been willing to be disproved of their connection for a while now, and always the stunts are yearly and the articles too predictable, and I come back to listening to them in the only place they have control, and despite the added “girl who looked like you” or “went to your uni” or the pretense that Harry’s albums each have a distinct muse, this rhyming brings me back here. To boys who touched secretly behind tables. Who kissed while potato cameras watched. Who held hands miserably with girl after girl only to press their knees together on interview couches.

It all comes back to this every single time. They are steeped together—intermingled, crushed essence irretrievably bound in boiling waters—and it’s so obvious if you only listen.