Harry has a terrible anxiety and Louis solitudes his fears in the pleasant art of ASMR [ASMR, for those of you who don't know, is a tingly reaction you feel from various sounds and movements meant to relieve you from anxiety and help you sleep. Google it for more information] -- Credit to: little_aesthetic_weirdo on instagram for the Harry edit, I only did the text --

[ SHORT STORY ] arachibutyrophobia; (noun) a fear of peanut butter sticking to the roof of one's mouth ▄︻̷̿┻̿═━一 louis doesn't like peanut butter, yet harry always insists that he tries it. ♡ story idea credit to: GerardBaby ♡

❝he told me to follow my heart. i told him that my heart goes wherever he does.❞ or; louis has a journal, and a bad sense of telling when something's wrong.

louist91: I kinda really wanna suck your dick louist91: no homo tho ••••• {HIGHEST RANKING: #3 in FanFiction}

Greek mythology. Fourth and LAST installment in the Cupid series! Take a trip back in time and every time in-between including all the couples we've come to know and love. This is to be a collection of little one-shots or scenes from the lives of all the characters in the previous three novels. Starting from the very beginning with Eros and Psyche, we will relive important scenes in the lives of the characters including: the marriage of Peyton and Nate, the birth and young lives of Logan and Evie, the lives of Evie and Jay and Logan and Vee after the novels, and every moment in between!

Greek Mythology. First installment in the Cupid series. Amore, Liebe, Amour, No matter what language you say it in it means love and it's Peyton's job. Her grandfather is Cupid and he's hired her as his newest apprentice against her own will. And now he says that he wants to hand the business over to her? No thank you! The hours suck and there's only one rule: no falling in love. It's simple since Peyton isn't looking for love. But it seems that Cupid's arrow is best shot through the heart when you're least expecting it. With one final challenge before taking over the business, Peyton has to find the soul mate of the only immortal thing allowed to live on Earth: a fallen angel. Easier said than done.

"How do you choose from three kinds of perfect?" * * * * * Most people know me as the smartest girl in school but my real name is Sara Preston. My life changed when I wore a dress with more sparkle than a disco ball The football captain who was my childhood best friend. An Honors student with the most amazing blue eyes and a British accent. My childhood nemesis who could disarm a nuclear bomb with his smile. How do you choose from three kinds of perfect? You just can't. Copyright © 2013 CrayonChomper cover by @FvckHumans

Stereotypes. I hate them. On my first day at my new school, a girl in a blue and white cheerleader's uniform told me I 'looked like a cheerleader' and asked me to come to tryouts. I almost decked her. Blonde hair and blue eyes do not a cheerleader make. Cheerleaders can be bitchy and mean but they can also act all happy and excited and they can drool and swoon over Finn Wallace – the hands-down hottest guy in school – like there's no tomorrow. Me? Well, I'm just bitchy and mean. So someone please tell me why Finn Wallace is suddenly chasing after me? *This is NOT a Bridgit Mendler fan fiction* Copyright © 2013 CrayonChomper

This girl was incredible. She's been to over 20 schools, her goal? To get lablled at each one. Bitch. Slut. Nerd. Liar. Cool. Sweet. Perfect. To think that she changes everything about her to get labelled this way. And the best thing about it? No one knows who she is. She comes from nothing! No parents and no back-story. She doesn't need to come to acting school, she's already a damn actress. She will surely be welcomed, Welcome to Red's Acting School Delilah.