"Harry snores really bad. Have you heard when he’s asleep? Oh god."

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Louis and Liam repositioning themselves in their chairs so as to have a better view. (x)

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liloing:

Liam + Louis’ hair

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Walk Away, You’re Messed Up

sadamenoito:

My Contribution to the 1D Big Bang 2014.

Walk Away, You’re Messed Up

One Direction /// OT5 /// Gen Fic /// ~21.000 words

Summary: AU, in which a jobless model, a retired footballer, a struggling singer-songwriter, an underrated actor and a failed popstar move into a house together for a new Reality TV format. They don’t know each other, but living in each other’s pockets, as well as overcoming ridiculous challenges every week, they become friends. They figure that they work better as a team than as individuals and in the end, it maybe isn’t about winning the show anymore.

Or: They are all second-class celebs, participating in a shit reality show, screwing over the producers and ruling the show, although they lose on every single challenge.

Read on AO3 /// Amazing art by louislovelinson

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asker

ambiglouis asked: ren, if you have any, please enlighten me on your thoughts regarding double. preferably regarding harry and louis fucking younger louis. actually, no wait, make it 22 year old louis and 19 year old louis banging 17 year old harry. thank you in advance.

loaded-gunn:

when you say double are you talking double penetration or one on the hips one on the lips because

no it doesn’t actually matter because there are a lot of thoughts regardless

this is one of those random time-travel things where 22 year old louis travels to the past right and back home he’s in this full-on d/s thing with his 20 y/o harry but here harry and louis are just PUPS they’re all clumsy and sweet and fucking each other’s brains out all the time because what could be better than three orgasms in a row right WELL I’LL TELL YOU

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othisredding:

"Ladz" Opening Credits

herstrionics mentioned the ad for That Moment looked like a WB dramedy so naturally I made an opening credits sequence.

LITERAL TEARS ARE WELLING IN MY EYEBALLS RIGHT NOW OVER THIS GIFT OF GIN BLOSSOMS SOUNDTRACKING THE SHENANIGANS OF SMILING BOYS. I AM— I MEAN— I JUST— THERE ARE NOT ENOUGH EXCLAMATION POINTS IN THIS WORLD OR THE NEXT

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