why not liam tho

A Taste of Home

This beautiful post happened, and I couldn’t resist using it as an AU for my own Ryder, Erin! So I take no credit for the concept, just running with it to drench myself in more gross fluff involving Jaal and Ryder :3c

I’m 100% sure I can’t do more justice to Jaal’s side of the story than the original post did, so this is from Ryder’s side of things.

Spoilers for game ending!

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anonymous asked:

As a larrie I dislike larries comparing the two babygates. This one will obviously be different because cheryl actually gave birth to a baby. And generally liam is more participatory and convincing at stunts than Louis. But that's it. Louis has pictures holding Freddie so I don't see why liams is anything shocking.

I think they should be compared. That gives context when we say…

(no i will never let doge die)

Both situations are incredibly shady. Not to mention, a great example of fandom conditioning is you saying Liam is generally more participatory when Liam has only one baby stunt on the books so far. Louis, unfortunately has many. Soooo, we already feel the need to say Liam is generally more participatory?? Why tho? Not fussing at you nonnie, I just think with so much fakery surrounding 1D it’s always good to step back and ask ourselves why we think what we think. Liam’s Instagram post isn’t really a sign of anything other than 1DHQ trying not to fuck it up as bad as they did with Louis. And everyone should be able to figure that much out, like damn. Did people really expect an awkward tweet? A doll?

So yes, we need to compare and contrast the babygate 1.0 and 2.0. Not to debunk one with the other. But to recognize the patterns, the shadiness and the need for 1DHQ to set these guy’s presumed heterosexuality in stone to cover their own sorry asses.

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this batch features ashley, taliesin, laura, matt, sam, and marisha! another batch will liam and travis will be coming around sooner or later too, along with more of the other cast member <3

i don’t need credit if you use my icons, but a reblog would be nice!

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Can I have a Harry imagine when I'm Harrys normal girlfriend and I meet Jeff and he wants to make me a fashion model and wants to sign me to his modeling agency

“I don’t want you to leave!” You tug on the white sheets around both of your bodies and stick your lower lip out in a pout. “Harry, don’t go.”

Harry sighs and looks back at you, his hair a mess of dark curls. “I have to get to work, kitten.”

You flop back onto your bed and press a pillow over your face, closing your eyes and trying to breathe through the fabric. You can hear Harry shift around and you can feel his hands trying to slowly lift it off of your face.

“Y/N, don’t be like this, you know I have to….and I don’t want to leave either…”

“But you’re on hiatus!” You let him pull the pillow off of your face and he smiles as soon as his green eyes meet yours. “You’re not supposed to work!”

Harry lies down on his side beside you and presses a soft kiss to your cheek, “It’s not actually work, I just have some paperwork to sign. You know with the joining-Jeff’s-management for a year and all that.”

You look up at him, “I don’t even get why you need to switch managements, Modest! is just fine! And what are your fans gonna think? They’re gonna think you’re quitting the band! Next year it’s just going to be the Niall tour! The Niall tour! And–!”

“You’re rambling again,” Harry plants a kiss on your forehead this time. You lift a hand and start tracing the tattoos on his shirtless torso. “First of all, you already know I’m not quitting the band, and secondly, even if it was the Niall tour, people would still pay big bucks to go see him. And lastly, I’m not even gonna be gone that long. Just an hour. Two, at the most.”

Your lips part and you whine, “Two hours? What am I supposed to do for two hours? And can you stop driving me crazy and actually kiss me for real.”

Harry chuckles and you’re met instantly by his heated mouth and your tongues start battling. Then, Harry pulls away suddenly, his green eyes alight. “Or…you could come with me?”

You’re sitting up before you know it. “Done.”

The meeting took place at the balcony of Jeff’s office. It was bright and sunny–as it was only the afternoon–with the sounds of passing trains and cars. Jeff had never met you before, and neither did anyone on Harry’s management team–not including Simon (you had met him the year before and he was spectacular.)

Jeff was already waiting outside when you and Harry arrived. Your boyfriend–refusing to go anywhere unless in style–downed a black-collared jumper with a loose gold sweater over it, paired with one of his hundred pairs of jeans.

You, on the other hand, chose the simpler style. Wearing only a white dress and brown sandals (matching with your brown purse), it was nothing branded or anything. It was just from your local store.

You wondered if it was enough to impress Jeff.

“Wait,” you hold Harry back before he could open the door to the balcony. It was a glass door, but Jeff was looking the other way and you needed to ask Harry something first. “Should I stay here? I mean, does he know we’re dating? Should we–”

Harry smiles, “It’s been a year of paparazzi’s capturing our lives non-stop, I think Jeff knows we’re dating. Besides, he’s my good friend so of course he knows and secondly–” he intertwines his fingers with mine. “–I brought you here and you’re staying by my side at all times.”

That gave you enough courage to walk through the door with him.

That was…until you were seated right across from Jeff and you felt his eyes widen at your appearance. Harry placed both of your hands on the table and Jeff assessed them nicely.

“Nice to see you again, Harry,” Jeff smiles and Harry returns the gesture. “And you, I presume, must be Y/N?”

“Pleased to meet you,” you say, politely and Harry rubs his thumb against the side of your hand encouragingly. “I’m sorry if I’m intruding or anything.”

“You aren’t,” Jeff smiles again and you take in a deep breath. At least you weren’t stammering and making yourself look like a fool. Jeff furrows his eyebrows for a moment and scans your body up and down. “I’m sorry, Harry, but may I?”

Harry has his eyebrows furrowed too, but trusting his friend, he gestures, “Go ahead, Jeff.”

You swallow a lump in your throat.

You were prepared for his predatory eyes to scan over your body again but he merely just said, “Can you stand up, my dear? And walk five feet to your right?”

Finding this order quite strange, you hesitated as you gotten up from your chair. You only started walking though, when you saw Harry give you a slight nod of his head.

You walked those five-feet normally.

“Brilliant,” you hear Jeff murmur.

“Huh?” You glance at Harry and he looks just about as confused as you are.

Jeff, on the other hand, cracks into a full-length grin and gestures for me to sit back down.

“What do you do for a living?” Jeff asks me. Harry’s hand is in mine again and it gives me extra confidence.

“I’m a writer. I published two novels, both New York Times Bestsellers.”

Harry smiles at my accomplishments and leans over to give me a tender kiss. Jeff nods, impressed, “Y/N but…have you ever considered being a model?”

Your jaw drops and Harry takes his hand out of yours. You glance over at him to see him bending down and smoothing his hair out of his face. A gesture he does when he doesn’t know what to do.

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“I mean,” Jeff adds quickly. “Only if you want. And Harry, it’s also your choice, I mean–”

“In this media, Jeff?” Harry speaks up. “You know how brutal it is already that I have a girlfriend who’s not a model or an actress or a singer, but to have a famous girlfriend again? Can you imagine how much hate she would get? How many more people will stalk her? How–”

“Harry, wait a second,” you interrupt him and both men’s eyes are on you. “I know you’re looking out for me, and I love you for that, and Jeff, I appreciate the offer but I’m going to have to decline.”

Jeff nods, “I understand.”

Later on that night when you’re both lying in bed again, Harry asks, “Did you refuse that modeling offer just because of what I said before?”

“No,” you look up at him and smile.

“Then what was it about?” He grins back at you.

“The spotlight is your home, and this right here–” you gesture to the bed you’re both lying on. “–is mine.”

Harry tucks a loose strand of hair behind your ear. “That’s where you’re wrong, kitten. The spotlight isn’t my home. My home is wherever you are.”

1D Hiatus: Day 406

* Harry arrives in LA

* Louis meets a fan at LAX

* Pictures and videos of Louis meeting fans while clubbing and at Craig David’s concert last night come out

* Louis posts a video on his Instagram story

* Lou Teasdale posts a throwback picture of the boys on Instagram

It’s Jan 22nd, 2017.

ok but why the doctors didn’t take Malia like they took Liam? similar situations tho, only difference Tracy was dead and Hayden - taken.  Malia was not even hurt by them, they only stopped her from fighting back, while Liam was taken and injected with something gross and saw his girl being experimented on.