In reference to this rather magnificent post about the ‘Houis’ faction of the fandom, I wanted to add a few things about why it bothers me so much.
A core part of the way the Houis ship works is based on the characterisation of Louis having internalised homophobia. He never wants to be gay. He’s never comfortable with his own sexuality. In many fics, the Elounor relationship is written as genuine, or Louis’ desperate attempt to prove to himself that he’s straight. He struggles. He fights. He hates himself. He denies himself. And it’s almost always Louis’ fault that something goes wrong or doesn’t work out with Harry - because he’s emotionally stunted, scared of his own feelings, unable to commit, unwilling to accept himself. Many Houis folk genuinely believe that if Harry and Louis were ever together, they broke up because Louis wanted to stay closeted and Harry didn’t.
This Louis characterisation makes me red with anger because it is so incredibly demeaning to Louis himself. It ignores the way Louis actually presents himself, ignores the fact that without cameras on him, without media training, Louis has always seemed incredibly comfortable with having stereotypical gay mannerisms. He openly described himself as flamboyant. Many people who have encountered him behind the scenes have described him as confidently and comfortably camp. He has shown compassion and understanding to queer fans and acknowledged rainbow flags and other paraphernalia to the best of his ability within the restrictions of his closet.
As for the emotionally stunted side of it - how dare they. How dare they take a sweet, open ball of sunshine like Louis Tomlinson and try to turn him into something twisted and damaged. Louis loves with everything he has. He encourages. He nurtures. He protects. He’s been described multiple times as the most romantic person in the band. He writes incredibly beautiful, heartfelt love songs which are both revealing and intimate. He’s inked his skin with dedications to his partner. Is this really the actions of somebody who is scared of his own emotions? Who is unwilling to commit? The theme of honestly and unflinchingly accepting his own feelings is repeated time and time again in his songwriting. “I don’t care I’m not scared of love”, “I don’t care it’s obvious/I just can’t get enough of you”, “It’s alright/If it makes you feel alive”.
And Harry? He’s an odd combo of 2012 womaniser Harry and 2015 kale drinking Harry. He’s slutty, he’s selfish. He’s constantly out on the prowl, sleeping with men and women alike because god forbid they write him as gay. He’s snobby. He’d rather go out with all his fancy London friends than lower himself as far as hanging out with Louis. He’s slept with Nick, and Jeff, and Xander - because apparently they are more comfortable in their sexuality than Louis and that’s what he wants. He’s both overtly masculine and aggressively sexual - to the point of dubcon in some fics. He almost always tops.
Harry in Houis fics is not camp, or particularly goofy. He is not the kind and romantic boy we know. He is not devoted, or faithful. Again, this ignores the way Harry presents himself in real life and in his songwriting.
The Houis relationship is written as something dirty, dramatic, dark. Often they have been together and broken up several times but keep coming back together against their will. They never seem to want to be with each other - it’s written as some irresistible force that they are constantly at war with. The warmth, sweetness and endearing sappiness that we see from them is almost never present. The tattoos are ignored entirely or explained away as some bizarre coincidence.
The worst thing about these kind of fics is that they keep being written. I see them recced all the time. You’ve read them, I’ve read them. Some of them are very popular. And say they’re only fic but I know they influence the way people view the boys. How many times have you seen people on your dash talk about being angry at Harry for being an asshole in a fic? It makes me sick.
The real Harry and Louis are proud, and comfortable, and very much in love and very much committed. So if people like queer angst so much they ought to find another pairing.
Here’s some Cor for ya! I don’t know if I’m totally pleased with how this one turned out, but hopefully you guys enjoy it. I might revisit it and change some stuff later on, but for now I wanted you guys to have at least something for today. No smut, they didn’t want to co operate and opted for angst instead. Tagging @fifteenwhispers because her writing is amazing and I know Mod Vella has asked for more Cor on this blog <3
Rain clouds gathered overhead as you rolled off of Cor, breathless and spent, curling yourself against his side. His breath was becoming steadier, a light sheen of sweat dotting his brow. Thunder rolled above as you looked up at him, his eyes a world away.
A crack of lightning made you jump. His arms tightened around you, but something still seemed off.
You looked up at him, brushing your fingertips against his jawline. “What are you thinking about?”
His gaze flitted to you momentarily before going back to staring at the ceiling. “Nothing,” he said, though his tone betrayed his words. “It’s nothing.”