WARNING: the following text contains spoilers and can be considered disturbing to some readers. especially my brain, because it’s leaking out my ears after typing this.
This is the first movie ever I’ve gone to see on opening night. And let me just say that, for the record, I’m glad I went to watch with friends. Without them, I would have most likely calmly exited the room, climbed up to the roof, and dived straight off.
Producer Jeff Bhasker faced a daunting task several months ago. After having worked with Kanye West and winning Grammy Awards for producing Mark Ronson’s “Uptown Funk,” and Fun.’s 2012 album “Some Nights,” he had to decide whether to take on a new project: the debut solo album of One Direction member Harry Styles.
“I’d just had a baby, and I was kind of like, ‘Eh, I don’t know if I’ll jump into this,‘” Bhasker tells Variety. He agreed to have Styles come over to “just talk,” and proceeded to put him through the Bhasker home sniff test. “My dog tends to bite people, and he was kind of scoping Harry out,” Bhasker explains. Styles “did this move — like a little shoot the gun with his finger, and my dog walked over and started licking his finger. That’s when I was, like, ‘This guy has something special.'”
Once music came into the mix, Bhasker was sold. “He started playing references of what he wanted to do, which sounded like a cool rock band. I got it, and could see where if we pulled this off, it would be one of the coolest things ever. But he needed a buddy who plays guitar like he’s Keith Richards.” The insinuation being: Styles is the Mick Jagger in this scenario.
Adds Bhasker: “I’m so proud of the album itself, and also of Harry for being so brave, and committing 100%, and writing the kind of vulnerable lyrics that he wrote, and not pandering to what people thought he would do. People have no idea that this is what Harry Styles is like. Just like I didn’t know. He’s obviously very famous and beloved, but people don’t know the depths of what an amazing personality and artist he is.”
Variety spoke with Bhasker about the recording of “Harry Styles” ahead of the album’s May 12 release:
Warnings: SEX BABYYYYYYYYYYYY, aKA SMUT SO IF U HAVE A PROBLEM DNT READ
Word Count: 3,500
A/N: BROUGHT TO YOU BY RUM AND MANGO JUICE
Request from @thomas-stanleyholland : Tom and the Reader are Best friends. They have a sleepover and have an intense makeup session in his bed, maybe some smut and fluff?
HECK YES TO SMUT AND FLUFF :,)
I’ll revise for any mistakes in the morning, I’m exhausted xx
Your flight just landed at the London City Airport. The captain explaining that we’re pulling up to the gate. People around you were getting restless to get off. You of course were still waking up from the nap you took.
Pulling out your phone you open the camera. Flipping the screen you see your reflection. Sighing in relief that nothing was out of place. Turning your head to the side you check you winged eyeliner. Thanking the makeup gods the liner or your fake lashes you have on didn’t get fucked up.
Feeling your phone vibrate you exit the camera app. A message from your best friend pops up. A smile on your face when you read it. Standing up once you see people emptying the seats in front of you. Reaching above you grab your suitcase with your backpack slung over your shoulder. Carrying the suitcase you lift it sideways to head down the narrow aisle.
Someone pushes past you making you stumble a bit. You huff out in frustration glaring at the back of the person. Readjusting your purse you make your way down the hall of the gate. Your suitcase making sounds as it rolled and bumped over the bumps in the gate flooring.
Walking over towards the bathroom you walk in and head towards a bigger mirror. Fixing your beanie that was on your head. It was your best friend’s beanie he gave you before he had to fly to the states for work. Reapplying a coat of maroon lipstick to your faded lips you leave feeling a little better.
Looking at the signs you see which way to turn for the baggage claim. The escalator taking you down to the lower level. Stepping forward when you reach the end, you head towards a hooded figure. The sign said your name and beside the figure was your bag. He looks up from his phone, glasses shielding his eyes. A smile giving him way completely.
it does look like they were just waiting for the dunkirk promo to end so they could start with this and it suggests that if the movie promo was in their hands they would have attached this girl to him way earlier
That was kind of out there. And by the way, the song was made in four hours, from writing it to tracking it. That’s part of the reason why it’s so long because Harry just freestyled it towards the end. We tracked it like that and it was kind of awesome. Once we had it, we knew it was a winner. It starts out with Harry’s voice sounding so great and then you hit them with [the next verse] and you’ve got ’em. It is a hit in that sense, but it was so long that we weren’t sure if it could be the single. Thank God, [Sony Music CEO] Rob Stringer said, “I think you go with ‘Sign of the Times.‘” Then, we tried to do major surgery on it to try and make a radio edit and presented it to him and, he was, like, ‘That’s cool, but I think we should push the full-length.’ We were looking at each other, like, what planet are we on that the head of the label says, ‘Yeah, let’s release a six-minute single.'
Request from @asmolarab :Tom and the Reader are dating. The reader is a famous musician.
Also inspired from the recent drama of his fans saying rude stuff on that models page after he liked her photo… Like c’mon he’s 21 let him live pls.
THERE I’VE SAID MY PEACE NOW ENJOY THE IMAGINE BABES xx
Today you were home with Tessa waiting for Tom’s interview to start. Lounging in leggings and one of Tom’s pullovers. Walking over to the kitchen to make a cup of tea. Asking Alexa to turn up the tv so you could hear it from the kitchen.
Tessa following you around whenever Tom wasn’t home. Getting the kettle ready and placing it on the stove. Reaching into the cupboard for a mug then for your organizer full of teas. Picking out which tea you want today ,you pick it from the slot.
Tearing it open you pull the bag out and set it into the mug. Throwing the trash away turning around once you hear the kettle whistle. Reaching over you lift it up and grab your mug. Pouring the hot water into the mug seeing the light steam rising from the mug.
A smile rises to your face as you smell the raspberry scent fill your nose. Grabbing a the sugar spoon and doing one little spoonful. Opening the fridge you grab the almond milk out of the fridge. Pouring a small amount then putting it away. Pulling out the drawer and taking out a spoon to stir everything together.
“Tom Holland will be on next after the break!” The host’s voice fills the air making you look over from hearing your boyfriend’s name. A smile on your face thinking of him. You’re so proud of where he is right now.
“C’mon Tess, let’s go back and wait for daddy to come back on” Leaning down rubbing her head and stroking the side of her face with your thumb. The two of you head back to the living room and sit down on the L shaped couch.
Sipping your tea you open up Instagram on your phone. A spam of comments on your new photo making you roll your eyes. Tom’s fans were giving you shit since the moment he announced the two of you dating. It was worse whenever Tom would like your photos cause you received so much hate for it.
Checking the charts on Itunes you see your album at the top. Pride replaces the annoyance from Tom’s fans. You did this, your album hit number one on the charts. All your hard work was paying off and it was so satisfying. Tessa barks making you look up from your phone. She sat below the tv looking up at the screen. Her tail is wagging as she see’s Tom popping up on the screen.
Setting your phone aside you get comfortable on the couch. He looked so damn handsome in that outfit, how’d you get so lucky for him to fall for you? Watching him sit down on the interviewers couch taking a sip from the cup near him. He was always drinking something during interviews.
“So Tom, congrats on the new movie man you did a brilliant job!” the interviewers thick English accent was easy to understand. Tom’s smile made your heart flutter, he is literal perfection and all yours.
“Thank you so much, It was a blast to film and the cast was amazing and it’s all thanks to Marvel and Sony”
“Also we just got news of your girlfriend’s album she just released” the host points towards the screen. An image popping up of it being number one on the charts. Tom’s face filled with shock, a smile on his face.
“That’s amazing! Angel I’m so proud of you, wow you did it! Can’t wait to give you a massive hug when I get home” Tom’s excitement for you made you tear up. Recognition from him meant the world to you. He stands up dancing in a circle then blowing a kiss to the camera for you.
“Darling, I’m home! Where are my two favorite girls?” Tom’s voice comes from the living room. Getting off the bed you head towards the doorway.
Walking out of the bedroom to see him holding a bottle of champagne and a bouquet of roses. A grin on your face from the sight. Tessa was sitting next to him with her tail wagging. Heading over to Tom giving him a kiss on the lips. You didn’t deserve such a great boyfriend, you’re blessed.
“I love you” you smile wrapping your arms around his waist. The feeling of his arms wrap aroung you made you sigh in content. Smelling the roses that were being held near you.
“I’m so proud of you and how far you’ve come darling, I love you more than you can imagine.. I know my fans can get angsty and I apologize for their behavior.. Just know I’m yours and you’re mine” His lips press against your forehead. Your eyes closing absorbing all the love that was radiating off of him.
Moments like these were the best. He always knew how to make you feel better through the stress. The both of you could barely do anything without getting attacked by the fans. Your actions either being bashed or turned into memes. It was hard being famous sometimes, it had it’s perks but it’s mentally exhausting.
“Can we get drunk and order some pizza?” opening your eyes to a grinning Tom, he loved those kind of nights. Drinking with Tom always lead to some interesting nights. Funny and sexual kind of nights with Netflix and major chilling.
“Hell yes we can, it’s a time to celebrate you made it to fucking number one on the charts!” He raises to bottle up in the air sticking his tongue out. His face making you giggle from how much of a goof he really is.
Walking over to the kitchen together he grabs two glasses from the collection he had. Opening the champagne with a pop Tessa barks loudly taking off towards the bedroom. The two of you laugh at how she reacted as he pours the bubbling liquid into the glasses. Handing you a glass he takes the last one. Tapping the side of it acting like he had a knife, a giggle escaped you.
“To many more celebrations and successful moments we get to share together!” Tom smiles clinking his glass with yours. Taking a sip you hum in satisfaction.
“Let me grab the phone to order the pizza” He says setting his glass down reaching for the land line. Taking a few more sips quickly finishing it, you wanted to get drunk. This bottle isn’t going to finish itself.
Setting the glass down you wrap your arms around Tom’s waist. His hand rubbed circles on your back but stopped when you started kissing his neck. Kissing from the base of his neck to right below his ear. You could hear his breathing getting shaky. A grin made its way to your lips from how you could make him feel.
“Fuck the calories out of me Holland” you whisper pressing a kiss to his jawline. Pulling away you see his mouth slightly ajar. Looking at him you see his eyes get a shade darker making you gulp.
“So fuck you now, then after and again and again.. Got it” Tom’s voice husky as his hands slide down to your waist. Before you could say anything Tom lifts you over his shoulder taking off towards the bedroom.
“Ah! Tom put me down you lil shit!” you shout wiggling in his grasp, earning a slap to your ass.
“Looks like I’m going to hit number one on the charts tonight as well” Tom snickers shooing Tessa out of the room and closing the door.
Tom was definitely already at number one on charts for being an amazing boyfriend,best friend and lover.
Releasing “Sign of the Times,” a six-minute-long song as a single, was surprising as it breaks from pop radio norms. Who played a part in that decision?“
BHASKER: "That was kind of out there. And by the way, the song was made in four hours, from writing it to tracking it. That’s part of the reason why it’s so long because Harry just freestyled it towards the end. We tracked it like that and it was kind of awesome. Once we had it, we knew it was a winner. It starts out with Harry’s voice sounding so great and then you hit them with [the next verse] and you’ve got ’em. It is a hit in that sense, but it was so long that we weren’t sure if it could be the single. Thank God, [Sony Music CEO] Rob Stringer said, “I think you go with ‘Sign of the Times.‘” Then, we tried to do major surgery on it to try and make a radio edit and presented it to him and, he was, like, ‘That’s cool, but I think we should push the full-length.’ We were looking at each other, like, what planet are we on that the head of the label says, ‘Yeah, let’s release a six-minute single.
SingleDad!Tom is my life source tbh so here we go! I think I’m going to do a couple of these headcanons/blurbs because I love Little Alana. Also before you ask yeah I made Alana mixed because I wrote a headcanon about Tom x black reader, and a part of it had him doing the little girls curly hair and I fell in love with that so expect that to be a part of this Alana “series”. The actual reader though will be vague enough to imagine yourself in that part. I hope you guys enjoy, let me know what you think. Love you guys!
Tom was in a pretty stable relationship with a dancer he’d met while filming in NYC named Kaya.
The two knew how to have fun together and enjoyed each other’s company.
The relationship came to a close however when the two got into an argument about not seeing each other enough that ended up with screaming and glasses being thrown at Tom’s head.
Kaya stormed out in a rage and it was safe to assume that relationship was over.
Tom moved on with his life, not wanting to dwell too much on the girl he did have serious feelings for.
Flashforward about a year later, Tom gets a phone call from his publicist flipping out on him.
“Do you know what you’ve done!?”
“Oh my gosh, I stopped myself before I spoiled it too-”
“No, not that. You’ve done something big, just Facetime me.”
He’d call her on Facetime and would see her with a baby in her lap.
To say he’d be confused was an understatement.
“I should be saying congratulations, this little one was left in my office today with a note. You got Kaya pregnant.”
He would be filming a Spiderman movie in Atlanta and paid for his publicist to fly down asap.
Let’s just say she wasn’t exactly happy about having to fly with a random child, who did not like her and would not stop wailing.
She ordered a lot of champagne on that trip.
Tom would first meet his little bean when he got home from filming to his Atlanta home. He’d walk inside and see his publicist in the living room with the baby girl sitting on a blanket grabbing at a stuffed animal.
His heart stopped in his chest. She was beautiful.
The angel had dreamy chocolate eyes, chestnut curly locks, and caramel colored skin.
She had those adorable little pinchable cheeks.
“Holy shit you weren’t joking,” Harrison said coming in behind Tom.
The little girl looked up at her father and his best friend.
Tom gently got down on his knees and came close to the little girl.
“Hi princess, I’m your daddy.”
The little girl grinned letting out a satisfied gurgle, trusting the stranger for some reason.
His publicist introduced the little one as Alana and she was 5 months old.
Tom pulled his daughter into his lap and hugged her close to his chest. She was his everything now and would make sure she had the whole world.
His publicist showed him Kaya’s note which simply explained how she was sick of being a mother and needed to live her life and he should never contact her.
He was PISSED to say the least. While he was glad he now had his daughter, he didn’t understand how his ex could just drop her off with no second thought.
He contacted his lawyers and had them serve her with official papers giving him full custody so she couldn’t change her mind and make his life a living hell. Now that he had Alana he couldn’t imagine having her taken away from him.
At the beginning of his fatherhood journey, things were a little rocky. Tom had a tight filming schedule which involved early mornings and late nights.
He took his little girl to set with him and she was very clingy.
She wasn’t sure how to feel about all the hustle and bustle of the set and felt comfortable in her father’s arms.
The first time she saw him in his Spiderman suit she was confused. Tom chuckled at her wrinkly little forehead as she looked at him intently.
He was really cautious about holding her while in the suit because spit-up on a 6 figure costume was probably not something Marvel wanted.
There was a very close call where Tom had been spinning her, not realizing she had just finished a bottle. One of the production assistants recognized the familiar look on the babies face and snatched her from his hands letting the little girl spit up on her instead of Tom in the expensive suit.
“Oh my God, I’m so sorry!” Tom hastily apologized, reaching to grab Alana back.
“Don’t worry, I’ll clean her up,” The woman said, already covered in the small girl’s snack.
“Um thanks, Y/N I appreciate it.”
“No problem, Tom.”
Whenever Tom had to get his hair and makeup done Alana was right in his lap, cuddling up to his chest.
At the early morning shoots, the little one would have a tradition of falling asleep in his lap while getting his hair done.
He would smile down at his lap watching her little snores.
Alana became the set baby.
The whole Spiderman cast and crew fell in love with her.
Zendaya and Jacob were especially soft with the little one, both having nieces and nephews.
Jacob would promise to teach her how to sing and also started calling her the Trinity’s baby.
Zendaya would buy Alana new clothes and offer to help do her hair, knowing Tom was helpless on the topic.
Everyone would joke that Alana’s allowed to see the script but Tom’s not because she’s a better secret keeper than him.
He attempted to keep her a secret for as long as possible from the outside world because he didn’t want the little one traumatized from yelling and cameras in her face.
He knew it was inevitable to keep her a secret forever, but he was doing a pretty good job.
Marvel doubled down on security making sure no one on set took pictures of Alana and if they did they should expect to be hit with 2 lawsuits. One from Tom and one from Marvel.
So far, no one on the outside had suspected anything. The only “questionable” thing he did was switch out his usual sports cars for an SUV but that could just be reported as a change of style.
The first time Alana met her Uncles and Grandparents were during a filming break in November. While everyone on set was having Thanksgiving, he went home to show his little girl off to his family.
They took a private plane (thanks, Sony) back to London so they could be comfortable and Tom wouldn’t have to look over his shoulder every five minutes, paranoid someone knew who he was and was taking pictures of him and his girl.
She was surprisingly well behaved on the flight, sleeping most of it off in her car seat.
Tom looked at her lovingly and snapped a few pictures of her then placing a kiss on her forehead.
When the plane landed, he would have Harrison take Alana so in case someone did recognize him he wouldn’t have to explain why he had a child with him.
They made it through customs seamlessly and found the twins waiting for them with a car.
“Let her favorite uncle see her first,”
“Fuck off, Sam she’ll know I’m way cooler.”
“Can you divs shut up she’s still sleeping,” Tom would snap ending the arguing.
The car ride was spent catching up with each other, when they’re halfway home they hear a tiny little yawn.
Tom lifts up the blanket and chuckles as Alana rubs her sleepy little eyes.
“You’re home princess, isn’t that exciting?”
Arriving at the Holland home, Tom could barely get through the door without everyone bombarding him to get a look at the Holland girl.
He placed the car seat on the coffee table and removed the blanket, showing her angelic little face.
Everyone awwed. They’d seen the few pics Tom had taken but now she was actually there.
“You have the same eyes,” Nikki smiled lifting her granddaughter out of the car seat. “Aw, I’m going to spoil the mess out of you little one. Isn’t that right?” She cooed. Alana squealed. “You need to stay with us all the time, so you end up with our accent isn’t that right? You’re a London girl aren’t you?”
Dom would ask when Tom planned to show Alana off to the world, to which Tom responded “probably eventually, or never. Never works.”
His parents forced him to come up with a gameplan for revealing the secret, knowing he’d just be more upset if it came out not on his own terms.
The final solution was to have Harry take a black and white photo of having Tom hold a sleepy Alana against his shirtless chest, and then have the caption “Daddy’s sleepy angel”
The post blew the fuck up
The entire family turned their phones off just from the vast amount of calls, texts, and social media notifications they’d got.
Tom spent the rest of his break just enjoying time at home before he knew he had to face the public.
There was one call that he did pick up, Y/N’s.
Ever since she’d saved his suit, the two had been talking to each other.
Alana normally switched between her and Harrison whenever Tom was acting on set.
Tom would feel comforted by his friend’s nice words.
“Me and my girl will be alright, don’t worry about us.”
“We’ll amp up security on set if you need it. And we can make sure your flight comes in at a low traffic time.”
“I’ll figure it out. Thanks for checking up on us.”
The return back to Atlanta was…a mess. A hot mess. There was a genuine mob of people waiting for Tom, Haz, and Alana once they made it through customs.
The loud screams startled the baby girl, making her wake up and started crying.
Her father would try to shush her, but the tears did not stop.
Obviously, the mob of people heard the baby cry and it made them go even wilder.
Tom hurriedly tried to exit the airport with security, doing something he rarely did which was ignore signing things for fans.
Before he could fully exit someone yanked the blanket off the baby girls stroller, exposing her tiny eyes to the flashes.
All her father could see was red. He was visibly shaking out of anger that they, first of all, had the audacity to follow them, upset his child and then attempt to put their hands near his baby.
Harrison could see this anger and pushed his best friend ahead before he could do something he would regret. He grabbed Alana’s stroller, blocking her face with his body and practically running to the car.
In the car, Tom sat in the back seat with Alana and tried to soothe her cries. He was still tense but had a light touch with her. Her cries got quiet, as she wrapped her tiny hand around his fingers.
“It’s alright angel it’s okay.”
“I thought you were going to punch someone in the face,” Haz spoke up from the passenger’s seat.
“I should have.”
From that horrible experience, Tom was even more careful with Alana seeing how panicked she got the first time.
She was his whole world and he’d protect her as such.