I'm really upset about the interview. Louis sounds so sad and stressed out, and he's hurting himself with all that smoking 😕He's the one who always defended the band and now he's paying the consequences of angering people in the business while still not being recognized for his talents. It's just unfair, I hate it.
I’m not going to lie, I think it’s an upsetting interview, too.
How he was abused and mistreated since the XFactor and the effect that had on his self-esteem and his confidence is something that he’s mentioned before, and which one could imagine.
And it was obvious how difficult losing his mum, who was also his number one fan and best friend, must have been for him, given their close bond. As well as the fact that him standing up for the band and for all of them has carried such a high price for him.
But there’s knowing and knowing, and having him address it like this is very painful. (The Jay bits in particular are heartbreaking.) And I agree it’s dreadfully unfair.
However, I will say that Louis still has many people who love him and support him, including his devoted fanbase. And he’s incredibly brave and, I believe, the type of person to find joy even in the worst of situations.
And that’s missing in the article. Because, remember, this is an interview with an angle. And though I feel like it’s true, and reveals a very vulnerable part of him that he hasn’t expressed that often, there’s also happiness and love in his life, and accomplishments that I am sure he is proud of, like his songwriting credits, for instance.
I’m not one of those bloggers who will tell you to chill out and that everything is fine, because I don’t believe everything is fine.
This is the starting point, now we see where we go from here. What kind of promo. What happens to his stunts.
And we continue to support him as we can; probably raging and weeping and rejoicing by turns. And we continue to hope that the universe will be kinder to him and that, even in hardship, Louis remains loved and able to find joy in his life.
Hi hi :) thanks so much for posting the yoonmin 10+ asia segment! just wanted to clarify that when Suga says, 'i curse a lot,' the correct translation should actually be 'i curse for [him/Jimin] a lot.' ('욕은 내가 많이 해준다.') even better haha
Hi, Saori! I see you blog a lot about Sterek and I was wondering if you read fanfiction too? If yes, can you rec me some fics to read? If not, can you recommend a blog that you think recs good fics? I find your taste in Larry fics similar to mine and I was hoping you can do the same with Sterek as well. Thank you!
Oh boy, honestly I have no idea what to say, I’m just glad that not everybody’s fed up with my Sterek spams (probably a lot of people are but oh well) :D
As of my recs, I usually don’t do it cuz I’m always anxious I’ll rec something the other doesn’t like, but since you asked so nicely here are some of my faves:
For once the pack doesn’t panic when a new hunter arrives. The gleefully
sadistic man has labelled himself a collector of all things rare in the
supernatural world and wants one of the rarest creatures; a werefox.
Content that the pack is safe, the wolves focus on why their human
member is acting so strange, ignoring the fact that Stiles only started
once learning who the man wanted…
I’ve read this like, how many times? Way too many to be healthy? Seems accurate. And I’m totally not re-reading it again, nope.
Baking My Way Into Your Heart
Derek is an uptight college student, all work and no play. His carefully
scheduled life is thrown kilter when his regular barista is replaced
with someone new.
This fic changed my life tbh.
As Luck Would
Have It (I’m already smitten)
(188k, WIP) -
When Stiles meets his Dom for the first time, it’s nothing like the
cutesy, lovey-dovey Subflicks he used to drag Scott to when they were
thirteen. There’s no burst of sunshine when they collide, no sudden
swell of violins when their eyes meet; only a really big dent in the
front of his Jeep and a seriously pissed off Alpha glaring at him from
When I see the e-mail I shut down and
don’t even look up until I finished reading the update. It’s by far the
most exciting fic I’ve read, and I read A LOT.
Do Not Go Gentle
(108k, WIP) - Derek Hale, Beacon Hills Alpha, is thrown into a dark
cell which already contains another captive. Someone quite young.
Someone who’s clearly been badly treated. Someone who cannot speak and
who has a cruel collar around his neck.Derek is both a Dom and an Alpha. What do you think he’ll do?
Same with this. Mondays can’t come fast enough. Dark, but worth it for me.
(160k, WIP) - January seventh. Seven days since the start of 2015, and seven days since his father’s death.The
bastard, he thinks bitterly. The past year Derek Hale had made it
blatantly obvious that he hated his scrawny guts, taking every given
opportunity to shove him up against a wall, growl threats in his ears
and roll his eyes whenever he stepped into the room, muttering some
snide comment about how spastic or idiotic he was.So why did he fucking volunteer to take him in?
You can’t even imagine what this fic does to me. It’s everything.
Here's a thought: Lance although cocky about his looks is low key self conscious of himself so Keith gives him little butterfly kisses all over while telling him why he's beautiful and special.
Lance has a strict skin care routine, and he wouldn’t let menial things like living in a ten thousand years old alien castle ruin it for him.
He’s found things that suggest alteans too care about their beauty, and skillfully used his resources to put up a fight against dry skin and dirt. The fact that he also found a literal giant bathroom full of cosmetic products inside the Castle helped, too.
Keith, actually, couldn’t care less about all that. He’ll wash himself if needed, and that’s it. But it’s nice to bathe with Lance, and to feel gentle fingers applying masks on his cheeks, touching the slope of his nose, slow and wondering, even if Lance sometimes likes to call him “greasy boy” and makes him wash his hands in weird occasions.
Lance also doesn’t talk about his problems, if he specifically doesn’t have to address them, but Keith is more observant than you’d give him credit for.
The baths are already enough of a telltale - because for all his boasting, Lance seems to be unable to look at him, keeping his mouth stretched in a big grin and his eyes downcast, his stance weirdly rigid and the pitch of his tone a little off. Only when they’re fully submerged he seems to gain back his ability to snark him to death and Keith is glad, but piqued.
He brings it up on one of the night where Lance is loose, and happy, talking a mile a minute in that chatty, endearing way of his, making every dumb topic seem vastly more interesting and exciting than it should really be. In one of their bored strolls through the Castle, they found a room with glass walls, overlooking the immensity of the universe around them, and now they come here late at night (they think it’s night, anyway) to watch the stars. It’s cheesy, but whatever.