z-araz:

orienteal:

they all look so swag leaning against the wall except for harry.. he just looks like a little english boy

yeah like ”i’m such a good british boy”

z-araz:

orienteal:

they all look so swag leaning against the wall except for harry.. he just looks like a little english boy

yeah like ”i’m such a good british boy”

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eleanorjanestyle:

tmitidtdalover:

emilylovesharry1d:

jaibrooks69:

this man is so great

i mean how can you not re-blog?

God bless this man. 

god bless you babe R.I.P

eleanorjanestyle:

tmitidtdalover:

emilylovesharry1d:

jaibrooks69:

this man is so great

i mean how can you not re-blog?

God bless this man. 

god bless you babe R.I.P

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Someone just posted this imagine on fb. Omg. ♥

You: I need to work
Liam: Just five minutes, come on babe,
His lips are hot against your neck, licking, nipping and kissing. You try to shuffle away; but those lips follow wherever you go. Teeth scraping against the pulse point that makes you hiss in appreciation, combined with annoyance. A hand is sliding down the v of your tee shirt. Pressing between your bust as your breathing hitches.
You: I need to work.
It doesn’t sound as much of a statement as you thought; it was more of a plead.
You: Liam!
A hot finger has slid into your bra, running over your nipple, making it erect by a simple touch. Another finger joins the attack, the bud being rolled and pinched. Your body arches into his touch and he chuckles against your neck.
Liam: I want to fuck you.
Hearing him say it makes your stomach flip.
Liam: Arms up.
You obey; realising that your body is no longer under your command. He lifts the top from you; then makes quick work of your bra, discarding that. Turning you in the seat, he takes one breast into his mouth, swirling his tongue around your nipple, whilst the other hand massaged the other breast. Your stomach is tightening in pleasure and the groans drip from your mouth, as he alternates between left and right. Teeth joined in the mix and you helplessly allow his name to fall from between your lips, your body arcing. He pulls back, blowing gently. The cool air against hot nipples makes your head spin and he chuckles yet again, before moving his fingers to your jeans. He removes them quickly; taking your underwear with it.
Liam: What you studying?
You: What?
It comes out breathlessly and your eyes flicker open. His fingers are making small circles on the inside of your thighs.
Liam: What are you studying?
He repeats.
You: Freud.
Liam: Nature vs. Nurture? What’s your views?
He ducks his head, running his tongue from your aching wet centre to your clit then back again. You rutt into his mouth, but firm hands hold you in the chair. He repeats the process before pushing his tongue in you, thrusting it in and out.
Liam: What’s your views?
He asks again, stilling his actions.
Liam: There’ll be no more until you answer.
You struggle for your thesis. And it spills from your lips as he begins to fuck out once again with his tongue; one hand moves from your hip and probing fingers twist your clit making the words squeal from your mouth until they are lost amongst grunts and groans. Liam stops.
You: Liam, please.
Liam: What was Freud’s first publication?
The tongue and fingers are back. You’re wet; painfully so; you are coiled so tightly you can barely think straight let alone speak a sentence. Faintly you hear a condom wrapped being ripped open and as your eyes open, you witness Liam, now naked rolling it down his hard cock. You mouth waters.
Liam: Who argued Freud’s theories?
He positions himself at your entrance, and you try to thrust your hips upwards for him to enter you but he is steadfast. The name falls from your lips; you’re not even sure if it’s the right one and he meets your eager thrusts, filling you. It takes him less than five thrusts to send you spiralling over the edge. You scream his name in reckless abandon; scraping nails and teeth along his bare skin as your orgasm explodes through you. He fucks you threw it; drawing it out and making you curse his name as another one builds. Again you explode; drenched in sweat - and this time your contracting muscles send him over the edge. For a moment you stay in each other’s embraces before he presses a hot kiss to your shoulder. Extracting himself; he meets you eye and with a low laugh states.
Liam: I expect you to get flying colours on Freud.

posted 1 year ago

“Signing my first autograph was a bit awkward because.. I didn’t have one. I just didn’t know what to do, so I just kind of wrote ‘Harry’ just like, bog standard.” 

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onedirection-smut:


Bullshit. Bullshit? Bullshit!?  
Harry is at a loss for words. Everything he’s built up for him and Louis comes crashing down around him. His stomach churns as he stares at the laptop on his legs. The tweet is there for everyone to see; thousands upon thousands of retweets and favorites. Tears spring to his eyes as he reads the responses. He’s not sure whether there’s more hate being sent towards him or their fans that supported them as a couple. Bullshit. Everything he’s lived for is bullshit. Everything that’s helped him wake up in the morning. Bullshit.

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onedirection-smut:

Bullshit. Bullshit? Bullshit!?  

Harry is at a loss for words. Everything he’s built up for him and Louis comes crashing down around him. His stomach churns as he stares at the laptop on his legs. The tweet is there for everyone to see; thousands upon thousands of retweets and favorites. Tears spring to his eyes as he reads the responses. He’s not sure whether there’s more hate being sent towards him or their fans that supported them as a couple. Bullshit. Everything he’s lived for is bullshit. Everything that’s helped him wake up in the morning. Bullshit.

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dragonspell87:

I wonder what Liams reaction was to the 1D porn look-a-likes?

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Seriously, I am not the author.: Part 1.

thezuxfanfic:

”where is he?” zayn thought. He was eager for Harry to come home. Before Harry left to go run some errands, he promised zayn for some fun later. Zayn looked at the time. Two hours had

gone by. “that’s it, I can’t wait any longer.” he was so horny he could barely think. Laying next to him on the…


what. the. heck.

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Harry like a girl in the second photo…

oh 

and Lou probably pinched his ass.

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hazfuckedlou:

larry-stylinson-official:

Basically this….

Im not crying. Its just Niagara Falls falling out of my eyes

hazfuckedlou:

larry-stylinson-official:

Basically this….

Im not crying. Its just Niagara Falls falling out of my eyes

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