my larents

Q: Going on a space trip if you could never return to earth and you could bring three people on a spaceship, who would you bring? 

Int:  Are there any strange habits you or the other guys have?

Banter

Liam is a mess

two ghosts

AAAWWWW😍

Okay of course I’m happy that Malala got accepted to Oxford, but I really want to know more! What did she write for her personal essay- “Just google me bitches”? Did she have to do an interview and if so did she just plonk her nobel peace prize down on the table? Did her student counselor advise her to apply to other crappier places just in case she wasn’t accepted? Was there anyone who actually turned down freaking Malala Yousafzai, I need to know!!

#she just walked in and was like ‘i go here now’  #and they were like ‘thank you’

IN THE FIFTH GIF HE PATS THE CUPS WITH HIS LITTLE PAWS TO MAKE SURE IT’S IN. BRB, DYING.

ARE YOU KIDDING? LOOK AT THE 7TH GIF HOW HE JUST HANDS THE CUPS TO THE PERSON AND IS LIKE, “HERE HUMAN, YOUR FEEBLE TASK FOR ME IS COMPLETE. NOW LEAVE US BE.”

THEY’RE SO CUTE, OMG. I CAN’T.

THE GREATEST THING ON THE INTERNET SINCE THE LAST TIME OTTERS WERE IN A THING ON THE INTERNET.

Reblogging purely for the last one

@jupiterjames

I WAS FLYING OVER TORONTO AND MY FRIEND SAW ME 

FIREPROOF IS BAISICALLY A MASSIVE FUCK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO EVER SAID ONE DIRECTION CANT SING 

UPDATE: FOUR IS AN EVEN BIGGER FUCK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO ONCE DOUBTED ONE DIRECTION 

update: the year is 2015. one direction released a song called “home”. nothing is the same anymore. larries are burning. antis are deleting. zayn left. half of the band has broken bones. louis gave birth. we are communicating through two stuffed gay bears with two closeted band members. no one is safe anymore. the apocalypse has come.

UPDATE: WE ARE NOW TEXTING THE STUFFED GAY BEARS WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON PLEASE FREE US FROM THIS LIVING HELL

i didnt mean it like that please come back we miss you

It seems like a good day to remember Harry’s first live performance of Two Ghosts. It was just him and his guitar, alone on stage for the first time as a solo act. In a simple soft white ruffled shirt, he stood with his back to the audience, voice trembling at times, in front of a TV audience of millions, and sang. 

Then there was the moment he held his nerve and stopped the song for seven beats, exactly, to punctuate the heart…….beat. Was it seven beats for seven years? Only Harry could say, but he did it, and precisely. On that world stage. That first time. Stripped back to his musical core. (gif)

In a world that is unused to and uneasy with silence, he did that. That was gutsy. That was a lot. 

I don’t think enough people actually…talk about the listening party of “if I could fly” ….like…they straight up played young Larry clips In The Theatre™….like it was so clearly Harry and Louis focused. What the fuck was that. What the fuck am I supposed to do with that information. I can’t sleep at night knowing this actually happened.