LOUIS HAS NEVER BEEN CUTER THAN ON THAT FUCKING ROLLERCOASTER IN ORLANDO SMILING LIKE A HAPPY BEAN SHOUTING ‘’ MINE, MINE, MINE’’, ‘’ WHAT DO YOU MEAN IN ORDER?, ‘’ I’M NOT VERY GOOD AT MY ALPHABET”, “LOOK AT MY HAIR”
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A friend of mine was at the show tonight and I asked her to let me know if anything good happened and this is what I got back:
- Harry was really ill - he didn’t sing for the entire show but spent about 5 minutes at the start saying how sorry he was. He thanked the boys...
it’s not you’re* or your*. it’s all Mine. everything is Mine
Anónimo asked:
jumpitwithashuulanditwithapa answered:
Oh my god this is so difficult TWT
I don’t think it’s possible for me to choose one ultimate fave. In terms of emotional involvement it’d probably come down to Seimei from NHK 2015 or RJ1 (that always gives me the chills, I definitely like that you described it as “raw” because I feel like that as well.).
If we’re talking about favourite skates I’d probably add Requiem in Boston, because I was in tears, and Notte Stellata at NHK, because…it’s a thing of beauty.
If I had to “rank” his programs in terms of emotional involvement it’d probably be: Seimei NHK ‘15, RJ1 worlds ‘12, Requiem worlds '16, Notte Stellata and his Olympic PW.
If I had to rank them considering everything from their tech content, coreo etc, I’d probably go with: Seimei NHK '15, Ballade n.1 GPF '15, Let’s Go Crazy GPF '16, Hope&Legacy*, Parisienne Walkways at Oly and RJ1 Worlds '12** as my faves.
*I feel like H&L could become my favourite of his programs, if skated clean. The first half of it at GPF was magical and if he skated the whole program like that I think it would even be better than Seimei.
**Honourable mention for POTO, because it definitely had the potential to be an iconic program, if he’d had the time to work on it injury free.
Sorry for the wall of text and the rambling (you needn’t worry about rambling, truly XD) but it’s difficult to choose one with Yuzu. I can do it for my other favourite skaters, but not in this case LOL
i am so jealous of europeans
three hours of travel and they’re in a whole different country, a whole different culture like seriously
three hours of travel and i’m in another town that’s just like mine
except three hours away
Yuzu hugs with all his might he must be so fluffy to hug
And well with Javier,
Yuzu: HE’S MINE.
Anónimo asked:
rhuubarb-deactivated20171116 answered:
‘so who’s going to give me the au where louis used to be a footie legend but then he got an injury and now he’s settled for coaching at this high school and the health teacher Mr. Styles keep swinging by to tell him he used to be a big fan’
[omg! I can totally imagine this! i’m going to tag the OP @haztomlins ]
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Louis is okay with silence. It’s a nice change to the screams of fans and critics alike, the screech of the ball as it hurdles across blades of grass and landscape of concrete alike. He just never thought he’d be greeting it here. In a scruffy changing room that, quite frankly, is a bit worse for wear. Sure, the paint is cracking from the ceiling and benches. Sure, it smells like teenager, and the kids always forget to wipe their boots on the mat before they come crashing in after games.
But its home. For now.
Sometimes, after his last class, he forgets he’s still sitting here. On one of the benches in the changing room, hands clasped in his lap, football boots still perched on the floor. He gets lost in thought, lost in dreams. Of what was, what could be, and what is…And the scar on his leg– a constant reminder.
He doesn’t realise he’s not alone until someone clears their throat– a small noise. But it’s enough to tug his gaze up– and bash his head on the wall behind.
“Oh. Oh shit. Oops.” The man stammers, eyes wide.
He rushes to Louis, who in the meantime winces, eyes shut, with his hand pressed to his head.
“Hi. Oh.” Louis closes his eyes– as tentative fingertips begin to reach out towards his head. “Oh. No. It’s fine. It’s fine.”
“No, it’s really not.” The man shakes his head. “I– I’m the Health teacher. I shouldn’t be– oh, fuck, I shouldn’t be hurting people.”
Louis opens one eye, smiling. “Or swearing, at that.”
The man’s eyes widen even more– and he clasps his hands onto his mouth. “Oh, bloody shit fuck. I’m so sorry.”
“It’s okay.” Louis says, and he’s laughing.
“No, really, it’s really not. I’m– I’m a professional. I’ve been here for years. I–” The Health teacher stops, eyes wide, before looking at Louis again. “I’m Harry. I mean, Mr Styles. The Health teacher? The teacher…That teaches. Health. I teach Health. Fuck.”
“I don’t believe we’ve met.” Louis smiles, and then winces again, because fuck. His head really fucking hurts.
“Shit. I’m really sorry about that. Is it…Is it bleeding?”
“Nah. Just bumped, I think. I’m Louis.”
“I know.” The Health teacher– Harry– says, quietly so. “I’m a big fan.”
–
Your truth, not mine. Your lack of faith doesn’t cancel what I believe. That’s not how it works.
me??? a larrie??? nah who even are— [trips] [hundreds of thousands of photos of harryandlouis standing next to each other spill out of pockets] t-those fuckign assholes i these arent mine im just [gathering them up frantically sweating] listen i just listen fuck [thousands of pictures of larry fan art scatter across the floor] shit fcuk im holding them for a friend just LISTEN
fun game: use all of zayn’s twitter drags in one sentence
first off, I’m confused.com because mate if I had a face like yours my hair would be the last thing I’d worry about so I suggest you calm your knickers before them dentures fall out chlamydia boy ;)
p.s. remember when you had a life and stopped making bitchy comments about mine
xoxo zayn
