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Entire House of Solo interview.

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Looks like someone watched the olympics men ice skating before organizing their closet... :D

Medicine - Basel 11/03

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I miss louis in skinny jeans more than I can explain

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Monthly Fic Rec February: 

Have Faith In Me by stylinsoncity (166k/wip)

As the son of Anne Styles, millionaire owner of one of the world’s most luxurious fashion labels, Harry has spent his last seventeen years living in carefree extravagance. And now he’s grown tired of it, along with the pressure from his mum to follow in her footsteps and the constant care given to him by her past assistants.

When his mum’s newest assistant, Louis, moves into the guesthouse, Harry determines to be treated differently. To be treated like an adult. Except Louis is not at all what Harry was expecting…

This is a story about growing up, growing in love and having the faith to make it last.

Like A Box Of Chocolates by literlarry_real (4.8k)

Harry runs into Louis while stocking up on favourite chocolates the day after Valentine’s day. The banter that follows is only the beginning of something just as sweet as chocolate.

It’s Never Enough by Bearandleonardwrite (12k)

Harry is a history professor who fancies Louis, the fit bloke that works at his favorite museum. Louis doesn’t know anything about history and he definitely doesn’t know Harry’s a professor. Featuring an awful blind date, some inappropriate grinding in Ancient Rome, and a handful of mishaps. 

walk my days on a wire by sunshiner (38k)

or, when actor Louis Tomlinson used to daydream about dating Harry Styles, this is not what he had in mind.

A Study in Love by Rearviewdreamer (24k)

Louis knows everything about everyone which has put him at a great and weird advantage over nearly all of them since the very beginning. He can solve any puzzle before most people know where to begin. He is rarely perplexed, mistaken, or wrong, and obviously, Louis is never ever surprised. And yet, his new flatmate after a very long string of failed ones has Louis questioning how he ever did any of it without him.

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Hi. I’ve never done this before but I wanted to now because there have been such amazing fics this year and I for one am very grateful. So without further ado lets get into it. These are in no particular order.

Were We Ever This Young @letsjustsee 17K

Far Afield @becomeawendybird 11K

If I Had Three Wishes (They’d All Be For You)  @phd-mama 66K

When I leave you/ When you leave me/ When we leave  @sweariwouldnt  3K

We are only just beginning @afirethatcannotdie 129K

Paint Me In A Million Dreams @greenfeelings 110K

Dance To The Distortion @domestic-harry 96K

Resist Everything Except Temptation @domestic-harry 100k

I carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart) @louehvolution 55K

For You I Will (I Dont Believe In Magic But) @tommostummie 17K

Falling For Me Wont Be A Mistake @all-these-larrythings 58K

Pray For Some Sweet Simplicity @emperorstyles 237K

If you keep holding me this way  22K

Cant Fool Me @lads-laddylads 30K

Such Good Luck @casuallyhl 66K

Your Mess is Mine @amories 176K

Boys Fall Like Dominos @domestic-harry 9K

The Melody You Never Heard @anylessreal 30K

Far Away @dimpled-halo 57K

Dress You Up In My Love @lucystarkid 123K

Homegrown @casuallyhl 51K

If You Love Me, Come Clean @dreamsmp3 120K

Dont Want Shelter @fullonlarrie 76K

The World Still Turns @hrrytomlinson 21K

Find You Home @fullonlarrie 35K

In all of its Perfections @briannamarguerite 15K

Knives dont have your back @turnyourankle 51K

It’ll Be @styleandsin 13K

Reduce Me To A Pleading Cry @taggiecb 37K

Cant Start A Fire Without A Spark @wellingtontat 22K

I probably forgot some off the list so i apologise for that. There have been so many amazing fics this year that it was really hard to narrow them down. I just want to thank every fic writer out there for blessing us with their work. Thank you. And here’s to many more fics in 2018.

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whaat? no no no i don’t care about these stupid brothers pfffff i dont give dfamn what are you talk i ng ab o ut……………

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Dublin, Ireland | 16/10

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When questioned why no one liked math or physics as their favorite subject in school. (x)

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my top fics of 2017

no one asked, but after seeing some lists and noticing most of my favorites weren’t on there, i wanted to make my own fic rec list for 2017. in terms of style, content, and original plot, these are truly the absolute best and deserve all the love. in no particular order, but bolded titles are my favorite favorites and *** are my favorite favorite favorites.

got the sunshine on my shoulders by hattalove @hattalove

five years ago, harry styles left his tiny home town to make it big as a recording artist. he didn’t have much regard for what he left behind - a life, a family, and a husband, who woke up one morning to find him gone.

now, harry has everything he could possibly want: he’s rich, famous, and adored by everyone he meets, including his boyfriend. but when said boyfriend proposes to him, he’s forced to face the uncomfortable facts of his past - and louis, who’s spent the last five years returning every set of divorce papers harry sent him.

(or, an au based on the movie sweet home alabama.)

Something Just Like This by kiwikero @icanhazzalou

Newspaper intern Harry Styles can’t believe his luck when he goes from fetching coffee for his boss to writing about London’s own superheroes, One Direction. Even better, he gets to spend time with the unfairly handsome Freefall, also known as Louis Tomlinson. Louis, who is way out of Harry’s league and far too busy for a proper relationship—so how on earth is Harry supposed to tell him they’re expecting?

***rivers ‘til i reach you by embodied @crossnecklace***

Louis can’t begin to understand how he’s always this close and still can’t manage to make Harry his. He stands up and gets another beer. AU. Louis studies astronomy; Harry studies Louis. They spend their summers on the water and it shouldn’t be complicated (spoiler: it is).

Wanderlust by SexyAsswoMan @thesexyasswoman

As he splashed some water on his face, his mind drifted back again towards the strange picture. Why was he so drawn towards it? It wasn’t even a nice picture. It was jittery and blurry on the edges and just overall not thoughtfully taken. No one looked prepared. But maybe that was the whole reason why it looked so alive. It wasn’t fair either that the boy in the picture was utterly attractive. Harry was a mess of tired brain cells.

He wiped his face with a tissue as he dragged his feet out of the restroom, closing the door lightly behind him. The water did not help at all because he still felt sleepy as he sighed in defeat. He really needed some coffee.

It wasn’t until a warm breeze hit his face that Harry was forced to open his eyes. Did they crank up the heater or something? Even if they did, it still wouldn’t explain the sudden breeze he was hit with. He was inside a bloody building after all.

Except when he opened his eyes, he wasn’t.

He was now stood on a sidewalk.

What the actual fuck?

or,

Harry wanted to sleep, not get lost in a city he never visited, nor in the boy with sparkling blue eyes.

threadbare by kiwikero @icanhazzalou

Harry Styles was eight years old when Louis Tomlinson kept him from falling into a machine in a Manchester textile mill.

He was 18 years old when nothing, not even the threat of death, could keep Harry from falling in love with Louis.

One Day You’ll Say These Words by allwaswell16 @allwaswell16

Growing up together in Yorkshire has led to a lifelong friendship between Louis Tomlinson, the future Marquess of Rotherham, and Harry Styles, the heir to a viscount. When Harry suddenly inherits his uncle’s title and estate much earlier than expected, Louis must watch his friend struggle under the weight of these new responsibilities, including searching for a wife with a dowry large enough to save his estate. However, sitting idly by as Harry looks for a bride brings some unexpected feelings to the surface.

A friends to lovers story set in the Regency era.

***Manifest Destiny by casuallyhl @casuallyhl***

Harry and Louis had fallen into bed together again that night, mouths greedy and hands needy. And now every time Louis stops at Fort Kearney, even if it’s weeks in between, he and Harry spend the night together. The nights are always filled with heat and passion, and it gives Louis something to think on fondly as he rides across the western territories carrying sacks of mail.

They’ve never talked about it, and they’ve never kissed. Louis doesn’t know if he wants either of those things to change, but he knows that his presence in Harry’s life is sporadic at best. Probably best to leave things be.

Or, Louis is a Pony Express rider and Harry runs a station along the trail.

Howls Like A Beast (You Flower, You Feast) by indiaalphawhiskey @indiaalphawhiskey

France, 1754. Château de Versailles.

“You don’t love me,” Louis had said, utterly blasé as he callously fractured the heart of a Harry that was just barely eighteen.

“I do,” Harry had insisted pleadingly, green eyes already watering.

Louis had rolled his eyes, exasperated and flippant in the way only beautiful, young boys could be when faced with the affections of a baby prince. He had run his finger down Harry’s cheek then, had forced him to look into his eyes as he delivered the final blow.

“You’ll change your mind once you’ve seen more of the world,” Louis had teased, pressing a brutally delicate kiss onto Harry’s lovely, pure cheek. “Once you’ve been properly defiled.” He had whispered filthily, delighted by the gasp he heard, the frantic pink blush that had rested high on Harry’s cheeks, the power he had felt at knowing he could make the Crown Prince squirm.

***No One Like You by myownspark @myownsparknow***

Dear Niall,

I was glad to have the chance to talk with you again at the AHA conference. Your idea that the Musee D’Orsay Tomlinson painting is in fact not a self-portrait is an intriguing one, and I may have discovered something that will have a bearing on that theory.

Some background: as you may remember, I’ve been researching for a book I’m writing about Harry Styles. I’ve been in communication with Styles’ last living descendant, who is in possession of a trunk that her family believed to have belonged to Styles himself. It held some personal items she presumes to be his, including two unmounted paintings and a small collection of letters.

Upon spending the last few days in Provins studying these items, I believe there to be a connection between Tomlinson and Styles, and I would very much like your opinion.

Are you up for a trip to France?

Sincerely, Liam Payne

Where Liam and Niall are art historians discovering the truth about two nineteenth century painters on opposite sides of an artistic divide.

Barefoot in Blue Jeans by indiaalphawhiskey @indiaalphawhiskey

AU. Louis Tomlinson is trying desperately hard not to fall for his son’s au pair, but he can’t, for the life of him, remember why.

475. The hope that this fear is unfounded.

my top number one favorite fic this year that i loved so much it deserves its own spot:

***Yellow by 13ways @13ways-of-looking***

The city of Gotham turns blood red with a new, mysterious criminal element, a beautiful woman named the Blind Cupid.

She threatens to tear the fabric of the city apart, aided by her deadly protégé, the Cat.

Can Batman stop them?

Will he resist the bewitching allures of the Cat?

A Batman/ Catwoman AU

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Harry Styles - Girl Crush (Live in Tokyo)

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Harry with his goddaughter, Ruby

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Miss You: Drunk and Sober

Miss You is Louis Tomlinson’s second official single from his first album. Songwriting credits:

The song’s producers are Julian Bunetta and AFTERHRS.

Since there isn’t yet a music video, the times I will refer to will be here. 

Louis has discussed the background for the song, that it was written at a time in his life two years ago, when he was partying every night and realized that he missed “a person.” His recent interviews with Eagle Radio, NRJ France, Smallzy (Nova), BBC Radio 1 (Nick), Pop Buzz have all focused on the sonics of the song, the guitar-heavy, thick quality of the instrumentation, the rock sound, the anthemic pop chorus. Listening to the song carefully, both musically and lyrically, yields some surprises in interpretation. These are my own opinions and are in no way definitive. 

The song opens with the percussive, pressured repeated eight notes in the guitar, reminiscent of pop punk bands, especially Green Day’s “Brain Stew.” Louis sings the opening verse offbeat, in a syncopated “speech-rap-singing” that touches on the influences of The Streets, a pressured, manic vernacular, heavy on his Yorkshire accent. The feeling of being off-kilter, not-quite-right, is emphasized by the odd accentuation of the syllables in the lyrics:

Éverything is gréat Everythíng is fúcking gréat

The odd accentuation on the second syllable of “Everything” alerts the listener to the sarcastic and unreliable nature of the lyrics; it’s a musical way of telling us that everything is not fucking great. 

This is underscored by the jarring harmony of the guitar at 0:09, when the harmonic progression doesn’t resolve to the expected tonic (the home key, I), but goes to an augmented I chord (a similar harmonic shock opens Back to You, when the very opening chords go to a major VI chord instead of a minor vi). I think of this musical deviance as a little joke, the way that Louis’ ◟̽◞̽ has crossed-out eyes instead of a normal smiley face. It’s sassy, a bit scary, cute, dangerous, with a hero in the middle who is possibly damaging or damaged. 

This juxtaposition between anxiety and realization, between drunkenness and clarity, between right and wrong, is set up from the very opening of the song. The verse is pressured, manic, rushed; the voice sounds anxious, worried, despairing, in denial, accompanied by bare-bones instrumentation. In contrast, the chorus is gorgeous, drawn out, soaring, crawling out of stupor, ascending toward epiphany, filled out with synth keyboard, drums, bass, sounds effects and voices. The verse feels lonely and alone. The chorus is filled with his people – literally, as we will see. 

Even though the song is about something that everyone can relate to, the regret over bad decisions, the songwriting is actually very sophisticated. It sets up all these expectations of conflict and sadness, in a song that sounds uptempo and happy. The song puts a happy face on something so sad that it’s almost nightmarish – sounds familiar to Louis’ life, doesn’t it? 

Going back to the lyrics, it’s interesting to note the words in the verse that are accentuated by the beat:

Stars, ceiling Smile, faking 

Do they remind us of anything else Louis has written?

Feels like you’re Standing on the edge Looking at the stars And wishing you were them.

Or maybe this song:

Hope you’re wearing your best clothes You can’t bribe the door on your way to the sky Breaking through the atmosphere And things are pretty good from here

Miss You’s lyrics set up a contrast between the anxiety/ debauchery of the present, and a dreamscape where real pain has been taken away, up above, in the heavens. There’s also a pun here, where Hollywood friends are also the Hollywood stars one stares through. The pauses between “such a good” and “time,” and between “I believe it this” and “time” let us know that the singer is still telling us a story he himself doesn’t believe in. The use of the word “ceiling” lends a claustrophobic feeling to the song, of being hemmed in by the roof, musically represented by the percussive drum and bass beats and the monotone quality of the melody. The song tells us that what looks like a dream is, in actuality, a nightmare, and the song is where the two collide. 

In visual form, the “stars” in Louis’ songs remind me of actual stars and actual skies, which he himself has captured, along with captions of being asleep, too early, almost awake, etc.:

The stars make him feel small and alone. Louis is wealthy, living in luxury, surrounded by stars, and yet feels alienated and alone. He is telling a story awash in alcohol, partying, denial, and trying to forget. 

Tuesday night, glazed over eyes Just one more pint or five

And all these thoughts and feelings Just one night if you don´t need them I´ve been checking my phone all evening

The pre-chorus, “Tuesday night, glazed over eyes,” is an example of text painting. Contrasted to the lyrics before, these words are sung at half speed: they’re twice as slow. They feel like molasses being dragged out, glazed over. So clever! The sentiments are very similar to this:

Night out and it’s ten grand Headlines that I can’t stand No sleep and we party ‘til morning ‘Cause nobody cares if you’re boring

The “story” that Louis tells is mirrored in the song’s very clever production. As mentioned before, Louis is rightly proud of the production here. Again, I will refer to times by this video.

What we hear at the very beginning isn’t the opening guitar beats. If you listen carefully, it’s actually a split-second whirlwind synth sound, reminiscent of the WAWA sound when movie scenes swirl into a dream sequence. It tells us that we are about to enter a story/ dream/ nightmare! The background instruments also slowly bleed in, one at a time, sometimes slightly off beat, to sound not-quite-right. For example, listen to the synth sound at 0:12, just before the drums come in. It’s barely noticeable, but it sounds like electric water swirling down a drain, a woo woo woo sound that might actually be some digitally distorted vocals. 

Vocal harmony sneaks in on the “day” of “Tuesday night” (0:23), a place you wouldn’t expect (because it’s off beat). On “eyes” a hovering, wispy synth sound is heard in the background, which, again, could be a distorted human voice (eerie!). 

A new part of the song has new instrumentation: at 0:33, the electric acoustic guitar strumming announces the pre-chorus, “We’re dancing on tables, ‘til I’m off my face.” As the hero in the story gets up to dance on the table, the melody also climbs up and up! The notes mirror the motion described in the song; they go up, then slightly down, then up again– like climbing a ladder or a chair. 

At 0:39, we hear the first distorted human voice, (a lower voice than Louis’), saying a vocal effect, sounding like, “Louis” or “ugh.” When Louis sings, “We’re singing ‘til last call, and it’s all out of tune,” there’s the AHH sound effect that sounds like a large crowd in the background. Then at 0:55, just before “Shit, maybe I miss you,” there’s the sound effect of a light switch clicking. Click! Eureka! It’s a moment of epiphany, a lightbulb-over-the-head moment. 

When the second verse is sung, the guitar accompaniment is different this time. There is a guitar riff on the off-beats, also climbing up a scale, at 0:58 (signaling that the song is building up). Another funny vocal effect happens at 1:07. The song gradually gets thicker, more pop and less punk, when violins come in at 1:20. At 1:25, “or five” again has that ghostly, synthetically distorted human voice doubling as harmony. We hear a “Hey!” at 1:29, which sounds female to me, like a companion with the hero in the club (or a club-goer). At this point I’m wondering whether other people in Louis’ life have contributed vocals to the song. Could the “Hey!” be coming from Lottie, who often accompanied Louis to clubs and kept an eye on him? Could it signify her voice (or someone’s) trying to get him under control?

Could the people saying “Louis” be friends who were with him at the club, like Oli? Who knows. I think we are supposed to have the impression that Louis is surrounded by multiple people. Voices drift in and out of the song, but none of them are the person he misses. We hear someone say, “Louis!” again at 1:34, sounding distinctly like Harry’s voice. Again, the funny sound-pun, “And it hits me when the lights go on,” – click (1:51)– silence (lightbulb moment) – “Shit, maybe I miss you.” At 1:56, with the lyrics “say I’m sorry,” we hear Louis’ distinct voice singing, “I’m sorry,” like a character in the background enacting out his story. Another example of this text painting is on the lyrics “They say ‘it´s life, give it time, there´s no need to worry,’” (1:58) where the harmonizing voice drags “worry” down.. musically enacting the worry. Another female “Hey!” at 2:09. The song ends with a huge anthemic chorus, big background sounds, many harmonizing voices, violins, drums, bass, the whole nine yards. 

The dream/ nightmare winds down at the very end (2:53), when Louis is again alone with a synthesized keyboard, sobering up, and then, silence. 

Even though the lyrics use a colloquial, straightforward diction, the songwriting and production on Miss You are actually professional and sophisticated. Although I would like to hear the layers of sound to be a bit cleaner, I think it was so clever and so well-done. It’s Louis’ best song so far, a really memorable, good song. Kudos. 

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What else can we do? I love what LTHQ is doing but COME ON, I don’t know anything about PR but this is so wrong, in what world an artist wouldn’t want to promote his work, look at Niall ffs, he is his own update account and he is getting so successful and we are stuck in the same bs, dealing with promo for the X factor, for video games, cereals, am I supposed to believe that? Do they think that we are dumb enough to believe that? I feel sooo insulted. (Sorry for my rant and my english)

Hi anon,

Well the best slap in the face to them is to help Louis succeed :) And to not believe whatever crap they’re spouting.

1. Buy copies of the song

- iTunes (explicit) // iTunes (clean, US only)

- Google Play (explicit) // Google Play (clean, US only)

- Amazon (explicit) // Amazon (clean, US only)

Don’t forget to always rate and review the song after buying!

2. Gift copies of the song

Send it to friends, family, your cousin twice removed, or perhaps even that estranged neighbour you somehow have the email of. Great way to get to know them better is to share musical taste. Or go to @1dsponsorships and help out other fans!

3. Stream Miss You on Spotify!

- You can use this playlist

- Stream the song 10x everyday with a UK VPN, before switching to the US and continuing your streams (don’t know how to use a VPN? Click here)

- Do not mute the song.

- Streams count if you’ve listened for 30> seconds, use ~the Thing~ to skip after that interval.

- ** Super Advanced Hack**: cut off an old pair of earphones (everyone has those where one of the two buds won’t work anymore anyways), and stick those into your laptop. That way you won’t have a long cord hanging off of your laptop, you don’t have to hear the song on repeat, but your streams still count!

- ** Super Advanced Hack**: You can create multiple Internet profiles on Chrome and log onto a different Spotify account on each of those - then play the song simultaneously from multiple accounts to really make an impact!

4. Send Radio Requests!

Global Tweet Generator

Tweet Generator with top 10 US prioritized

UK Radio Requests

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Husbands

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Babygate Summarized in a Post

The Magical Disappearing and Reappearing Bump:

She was Never Pregnant - a Masterpost

More on the Christmas ‘Bump’ and a Helpful Diagram

Your Nearly 9 Month Bump Doesn’t Magically Disappear When You Sit Down

More on the Christmas ‘Bump’ Pic

Rebutting ‘It’s just the angle’ Arguments

The Disappearing and Reappearing Belly Mole

That Time She Was Wearing a Strap On Bump (And You Can Tell)

Close Up on the Strap On Bump

What is Babygate and Why is it Fake?

The BTS Situation/Tension and How Louis Got Fucked Over

Celebrity ‘Oopsie Baby’ Pregnancies Aren’t Handled Like This

Morals Clauses

Why Briana and Her Family Are Exactly the Kind of Amoral People to Sign Up for Something Like Faking a Baby

Briana got Plastic Surgery While ‘Pregnant’

… But You Can’t have Plastic Surgery While Pregnant

Brett and the URLs Exploiting Freddie Incident/Doxxing A Fan

The Baby Looks Just Like Briana’s Stepfather Brett (Who She’s Not Related to)

More Comparison Pictures Here with Brett’s Son/Briana’s Half Brother Austin, Here, and Here

Freddie’s Face is Never Blurred Out in Pap Pictures Because The Family is in it For the Attention

Louis NEVER GOT A PATERNITY TEST

Additional Resources:

Breatheheavy Article about Babygate

Metro article in January 2015 that conveniently just so ‘happened’ to predict the pregnancy half a year later, zayn leaving the band, the zerrie breakup, and ot4 breakup rumours

More on the Metro Article

The UK Tabloid ‘The Sun’ (Who Live in Simon Cowell’s Pocket) Got the Jump On the Story Months Before There Was Reason to Suspect Anything Was Even Going to Happen

Louis Pre-Emptively Shaded the Story Before it Broke: Source 1 Source 2 and Two Posts for Context

Possible Astroturfing about Babygate Months Before it Happened

Briana’s family was being shady on social media before the ‘pregnancy’ could even have occurred

Both the Date of Conception and the Baby’s Gender Kept Changing in the Press

The ‘Birth’ Announced Months Too Early to make any sense w/the timeline we’ve been given

… And Louis Wasn’t Even There on the Alleged Night of Conception

Babygate Timeline

More on the ‘Bump’:

Briana always made sure to cover her stomach in the early clubbing pap pics so we couldn’t compare it to the first ‘pregnant’ pictures/her stomach after the ‘birth’

This isn’t what an actual Bump looks Like Let Alone a 9 Month One (When Compared with Other Pictures of ‘Her’ Bump At That Time)

The Magic of MoonBump

All of the Pictures of the Exposed Bump had the head/face Cropped Out

The ‘Post-Birth’ pictures Were Also Ridiculous

When she finally did post a bump picture with her face int he frame OVER A YEAR LATER it featured her new face aka they just whipped it up now (look at her nose and how overinflated the top lip is - that’s from her latest round of lip injections. also the black and white is their MO for hiding photoshop [notice how her body type a year ago when she was ‘3 months’ is nothing like it is in the ‘throwback picture’). The picture was altered.

They Likely Used a Reborn Before They Switched to a Real Baby:

Context for the Reborn Speculation

The Infamous Feet Picture

The Sun is Directly in the Baby’s Face but neither Louis or the (weirdly reflective plastic) Child seem to Care

There Appears to be More than One Freddie:

The Ears are All Different

And This One Has Pierced Ears

Other Weirdness:

Photoshop in This Pic of Louis w/ The Kid

The Twitter Fight Between Briana’s Cousin Ashley and Louis’ Sister Fizzy

More on the Plastic Surgery:

Comparison Pictures Collage

More Before and Afters

Picture from the Beginning of 2017

Three Comparison Pics

The Eerie Similarities Between Louis’ Situation and Simon Cowell’s:

Simon Faked his Own Baby Scandal and Has His Own Longstanding Gay Rumours

Pap Pictures

More Pictures

Posts on Contracts/More Speculation about the BTS Situation:

The Smear Campaign Against One Direction in the Press

Speculation About Why This Is Happening to Louis

Other Fake/Speculated Fake Pregnancies

Louis is Proud of Who He is Masterpost

Lauren from 5H was also Closeted (She’s since come out)

Phillip Phillips: A Case Study

Syco’s Been Accused of Mistreatment Before (not just by these people but this is the most recent)

Masterpost of Other Celebrities Who Have Been Mistreated by the PR Machine/Their Contracts

Read a Sample AGT Contract Here to Get an Idea of How Constricting They Are and How They Own Your Image Rights/Can Depict You in Any Way They’d Like And You Get No Say

Here’s a Post Breaking Down That AGT Contract in Detail

No, It’s Not Actually Illegal to Closet Someone

Harvey Weinstein Inadvertently Dragging A Lot of the Dirty BTS Practices Into the Spotlight:

Harvey used NDAs and confidentiality agreements to keep the people he was abusing quiet and to make sure no one who witnessed the abuse could speak up about it

He Hired Spies to Follow His Victims And Intimidate Them Into Silence/Destroy Them If They Spoke Up

Hollywood’s Horrifying History of Abuse

The Pussycat Dolls Were Also Abused By Their Team and Given Lawyers Who Did Not Actually Represent Their Best Interests (1D could Only Use Lawyers Given To Them By Simon Before Signing Their Contracts)

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