MY FUCKING HEART

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MY FUCKING HEART
omfg her not knowing how to pose with her boobs out is so ksjdkshfk
she really has no idea what to do with them this is hilarious
is louis supposed to be the clitoris in that fan pic? lmaooo love it
i read ur voice message to my friend and we're cracking so bad i just used my inhaler
JOE ALWYN | For Variety at the Toronto International Film Festival [x]
I think the more I think about how Harry acted yesterday, the more upset I get
I understand that we, as fans, are looking at him in a very forgiving light. He is likely very frustrated by how this movie shook out, was jet lagged, etc.
But if you have time, look at what people are saying on social media. Harry came also yesterday as inarticulate, annoying, and mean-spirited. He showed up to a prestige film festival next to seasoned actors and gave awful, shallow answers about film and acting. He was blatantly disrespectful to Olivia, and while I understand most of us don’t like her, that was not an appropriate way to treat your director. He also refused to touch the other cast, was blatantly ignored by both Chris and Florence, and now the spitting rumors?
For two seconds, take the rose colored glasses off. Harry did not look funny or charming to most people yesterday. He looked bad. Period.
If I was in a room with Watermelon Sugar, WMYB, and Cinema, and had a gun with two bullets, I would shoot Watermelon Sugar twice
*insert ambulance sirens in the background*
Love how you can see louis racing, hurting himself, bragging he won and then he was like mhhh this kinda hurts??
happy louis!
okay so i found this on my pinterest
this but harry and louis and harry is ofc still very deadset on marrying louis 😤👌 and keeping him in the house
okay but uhhhh…this with some supernatural elements? idk I’m just picturing Harry as like an elf or something that is determined to have a pretty human wife and has fixated on louis since he was a child
Fine I’ll do it myself:
“Why is everyone all dressed up, Louis?”
Louis smiled as she set out the biscuits on the trays that lined her festival stall, the little elf girl in front of her standing on her tip toes and staring with wide eyes at the bustling crowds who were all dressed up.
“Because Miss Daisy got married today, Harry” Louis said. “And everyone celebrates like this when we have a new bride in the village.”
“What is a bride?” Harry asked, her green eyes widening even further. Ever since the local hunters had found the little elf wandering in the woods a few years ago, she had rarely left the older human girl’s side. And she also loved to ask Louis constant questions.
“A bride is a beautiful girl who gets married,” Louis said. “And today Daisy is Mister Samuel’s bride.”
Harry nodded, pursing her lips.
“Louis?” she asked, her little voice growing serious.
“Yes, Mouse?”
Harry giggled at the nickname and bounced on her toes, her curly mop of hair bouncing in turn. When she moved her pointed ears flashed into view, along with the deep green birthmark on her neck.
“Will you be my bride one day?”
Okumaya devam et
Remember Me Before You
by @kingsofeverything
Desperate to find a new place to live after he comes home to find his boyfriend cheating, Harry moves into a loft with three strangers.
A New Girl AU
Louis/Harry ◘ Explicit ◘ WIP ◘ 12K/≈250K+ Words
Chapter 1 ◘ September
Chapter 2 ◘ October
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dam…….. that website “you feel like shit” (it’s like a questionnaire / troubleshooting guide for when you feel like shit) really works………………….. im not even all the way thru it and i even half-assed a lot of the suggestions and i already feel loads better
for some reason, with this website, i was able to complete small tasks ive been fruitlessly bugging myself to do for weeks??
anyway, i feel almost good now :^)
im glad this got some notes!!!! i hope it helps y’all find some measure of peace or comfort <3
Reblogging for my own reference later, and in case it benefits anyone else reading this.
on a loop in my head: sacred prayer, I was there, I was there
Taylor is currently the embodiment of this tweet:
When you see this post a snippet from your wip
Hellooooooo and good Wednesday morning. @evilovesyou and @disgruntledkittenface tagged me to post a snippet, and by the title above, I tagged all of you. This is from the New Girl AU I just started, working title is Remember Me Before You
“I don’t want to be a grownup,” Harry mumbles, pulling the blanket over his face.
“My subconscious is speaking!” Louis laughs, and Harry peeks out of his comforter chrysalis.
Directly across the hall from Harry’s new room is Louis’ bedroom, and he’s standing there, leaning against the door jamb, watching Harry curiously from a distance, and making Harry feel like less of a mess.
An unidentifiable layer of grime covers him like maybe he stood under the shower spray without actually washing, his hair looks like it hasn’t seen a brush in days, his short scruff has grown into a full beard that’s flat to his face on one side, and he’s shirtless, but not Niall’s version of shirtless where it’s obvious he’s flexing and slightly dehydrated.
No, Louis is shirtless in a way that screams “I spilled something on my shirt that was too wet or messy to wipe off and I can’t be bothered to put on another shirt” and all he’s wearing is a pair of grey sweatpants so thin and worn it’s obscene. Harry can see his dick through them from within his swaddling.
Groaning miserably, Harry pulls the comforter over his head. Soon enough, he’ll have to think of a plan to win Louis over, but today is not the day for that. He peeks out of the blanket again and tries not to look at Louis’ cock.
Without an iota of self-consciousness, Louis adjusts himself, palming his cock and balls as he asks, “D’you need the shower?”
Harry peeks out of his blanket again and decides Louis needs it more than he does. “No, you go ahead.”
“Nah,” Louis says, pushing away from the door. “I’m good.”
“So… You were asking if I need the shower why?” Harry sniffs one armpit, then the other, but can’t tell if it’s him or the shirt that smells slightly off. “Are you saying I stink?”
“Just making conversation, Harold,” Louis says, stepping into Harry’s room and looking around. “Is this all your stuff?”
“No,” Harry says with a pout. “And my name is not Harold.”
Also tagging @louandhazaf @crinkle-eyed-boo @homosociallyyours @lululawrence @allwaswell16 @tommosgun @femstyles and anyone else who sees this!