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Fans can vote to decide who will be inducted into the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame later this year.
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your heart is a masterpiece, and i'll keep it safe - narry fic.
word count: 18k
warnings/tags: hospitals, medical inaccuracies, hurt/comfort.
"Will we ever have a date that doesn't involve you getting into trouble?" Harry chimes, turning around and facing Niall again.
"Me getting into trouble has given us two free meals now, I'd call that a success." Niall jokes, "told you I like you keep you on your toes."
"I'd just like to keep you safe and away from medical emergencies." Harry replies, putting his arms around Niall's neck and bringing him closer.
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Or, the five times Niall ends up in the Emergency Room and one time Harry spares him the trip.
~read on ao3~
Ok anon, just for you i found a couple of my favorite selfies from when i had a decent phone. Ignore my older brother in the background.
This was from about a year ago, the first one was the day that I found a bunny rabbit. If I manage to take another decent selfie I will post the updated one later on.
@never-a-damsel-in-distress
“I owe you--- and your husband--- a proper apology.”
Fue escuchar el número de vuelo y destino de origen para que sus sentidos se alertaran y sus nervios se pusieran a flor de piel. Después de tanto tiempo, por fin se verían las caras. Y al contrario de lo que daba a entender el rojo de sus mejillas y la fina línea que formaban sus labios como quién no la pasaba del todo bien, había esperado ese momento con ansias. Claro que no se lo diría. Todo el camino al aeropuerto había maquinado alguna que otra broma para recibirla una vez que estuvieran frente a frente, pero cuando la argentina descendió de ese avión y llegó a la sala de espera, lo único que pudo gesticular fue un saludo con la mano en alto, seguido por un grito desvergonzado mientras se abría paso entre la ola de turistas: “¡Eh, tú! ¡La de los dos metros!”. @sclfishh