Fernando Alonso, the fella with the hella good hair, discusses Aston Martin’s recent surge in form and the optimism around the team.
destiel - good luck babe
you could say it's just the way you are make a new excuse, another stupid reason
repressed cas truthers stand up!!!
The fact Nando and Lance could’ve used their respective solo pics but instead they BOTH chose the pic of them giggling and smiling at each other. Both closets are made of glass.
Harries can hear these gifs 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
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"I'm not doing this to be a hero. I'm doing it because there's something deeply broken in my head, and it makes me want to kill people, and this is the only way I can keep feeding the urge without getting arrested. The fact that my victims happen to be bad people doesn't really factor into it."
wanted to post this on it's own because i spent so much time on it...
The video is 28 secs long 😏😏😏
Louis having a shot with a fan in Austin - 02.02
It's the best one ever
nikibi6 said:
I need a story based on the Shawn Mendes song “lights on” but about Harry. Have you heard the song? It’s very sweet and sexy. Very Harry.
A/N: Yes, my betas worked in full force to bring this piece of writing to a place where it was publishable. Thank you to @little-black-dress-24, @melissas173, @niallandharrymakemestrong, and @emulateharry. I hope it meets your expectations, @dirtystyles! Here’s the song that inspired it!
WARNING: NSFW. Read at your own risk.
“You know the words to every song! You must be a true Harrie!” the girl next to you yells while you’re jumping up and down during “Kiwi”. Nodding in agreement, you continue jamming to each tune, singing along at the top of your lungs.
When Harry smiles and waves at you during his cover of “Songbird”, the girl looks sideways at you. After his third time smiling specifically at you, the same girl pauses in her dancing, turning to you in bewilderment. “Who the fuck are you, hon?” A playful grin is your only response until the end of the show when Harry waves you over to the stage entrance. The fan grabs your arm, “You get to go backstage? What the fuck?! I thought he wasn’t doing M&Gs.”
“He’s not!” you call, as you wrench your arm from her tight, nearly painful grip. “Sometimes it just pays to have seen him naked.” Raising your eyebrows at her, you stalk off, angry that you had to justify why Harry has called you backstage.
Granted, the last time you had seen him naked had been when you were both about five years old and your mums had put you in the tub together after you’d played in the mud following a particularly powerful rainstorm.
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Y/N: *banging a pen on the table out of frustration*
Bucky : Stop that. How would YOU feel if I banged you on the table?
Y/N: I—
Y/N: I don’t know the correct answer to that question.