#one direction preferences

[hexsdexs]

No but MY roman empire is the fact that 16 year old harry styles moved in with a guy he just met (louis), and then because he was underage; made louis HIS LEGAL GUARDIAN??? Imagine all of a sudden this guy you just met is your new mom. Absolutely bonkers.

[beacarrot]

When some feeling is so big and high it doesn't even fit in the chest, let alone in lines in a notebook or on an internet blog. I get lost more than I'd like to admit, letting current events just pass by, have you ever heard of the girl who got trapped in her illusion? It's as if time doesn't pass for her, she's 15 inside her fantasy... that's me, and maybe you too!

I'm in my secret garden, where the only key to get in there is mine. The flowers are more colorful, the sun is brighter, time doesn't passes, the seasons are penetrating, the promises are silent, and the bridges of songs rescue our souls from the cold river.

I really like Tumblr for several reasons, one of which is that there are many "safe place" profiles. Besides, I feel free to post my adoration and passion for the things that I like and that make me happy, make my eyes shine, my heart race like a teenager in love!

One Direction is one of those things, probably the one that makes me most ecstatic.

I met the band when I was 14, I was entering adolescence, a dangerous territory, a lawless land, disappointments, broken hearts, complexes, I can't go into too many details, but a road not paved with only gold. But when this world hurt me too much, I needed to run, and live here and there for a little while, in my little secret world, in which I reserved my romanticism and unfinished analogies. I spend most of the year there, because I hate it here (just kidding, I don't actually hate it here, it was just an excuse to use a Taylor quote LOL)

One Direction (and the fandom) presented me with valuable things, treasures, magazines, CDs, thousands of Pinterest boards, fanfics, Wattpad, silly memes about the band, but they made me laugh a lot. The lyrics of the songs, the affection between the boys and their fans, every particularity of these special boys that warms our hearts!

Five years, five albums, five magical kids! (that's why five is my lucky number).

The band split up, but these five years and the legacy they left were so incredible, every show, every smile, every life saved, that I honestly believe they will still come back, but until that happens they deserve a rest, they deserve get to know each other.

But they made and make my adolescence worth it, for made me feel loved, I feel alive loving something as valuable as them. They remind me of my innocent and naive times, and that I don't need to grow up inside, and I'm grateful for every adventure with them, every time I turned on my computer and spent hours and nights reading fanfics LOL!

They are our teenage dream, they are our inspiration...it doesn't matter that we never touched them, we will be Wendy and they will be our Peter Pan.

And I will wait at the window for their return, to fly to the land of dreams, our private Neverland.

Happy 14 years of One Direction!

Signed: Beatriz <3

23/07/2024.

[harry-writings]

Light My Love sneak peek to hold y’all over since I am sc*m 🤠

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He notices the way his eyes linger on every child he walks past and when he finally looks away, he has tears in his eyes. He notices how his stomach clenches and heart aches when he looks at two people happily in love, living in a moment he once did, as if they were ghosts of his past compelled to haunt him for his loss.

The last time he walked this strip, Y/n had her arm looped around his with the brightest smile on her face, occasionally laying her head against his shoulder and planting kisses mindlessly upon his cheek. He can’t explain how depressing it feels to walk this world without her now, this far away from her, after everything they’ve been through together.

The hurt only gets worse when he sees the bouquet of flowers on display in its very same place, screaming her name in just the same way they did the last time. And anything that calls to her calls to him, and he couldn’t imagine how much more guilty he’d feel if he left another part of her behind, even if it was just her ghost.

He brushes his fingers against the petals the same way she did.

“Where’s your special lady?” An unknown yet familiar voice questions.

Harry lifts his head up slowly.

“Excuse me?”

“The one you bought three of my bouquets for.” The vendor continues, to which Harry sulks even further where he stands. He isn’t ready to talk about her. He isn’t ready to accept the fact that they’re no longer together. “You know, you’re still the only lad that’s ever done that.”

[littlethie]

do you know what i absolutely love?

authors’ notes at the beginning of their fics and stories

like

yes! tell me more, give me the story of how you were inspired, what was happening to you at that time, you were on a roadtrip and writing it while travelling through Europe? FUN! You were studying and this was the only thing that made it easier? I FEEL YOU!

I love all that and I wish authors did it more often

[breakingfreebri]

These made me laugh. Old 1D memes man

[betweenuspreferences]

Preference #28 You Fight and Break Up (Liam) Part 2

You couldn't believe that Liam had told you to get out of his house. True, you'd said some harsh things, spoken out of anger, but kicking you out of his home was something you hadn't imagined he'd do.

"Stupid," You muttered, kicking at the leaves on the sidewalk. You began the walk home, wanting to get there quickly, since the hour was rather late. When you reached your home, you went in and tossed your keys on the hallway table before quickly showering, putting on your comfiest pajamas and crawling into bed. You glanced at your phone to make sure Liam hadn't texted you, before placing it on the bedside table and drifting off to sleep.

When you awoke the next morning, it was to a pounding on your door. You stumbled out of bed and to the door, checking through the security hole to see who it was.

"Harry, what are you doing here?" You inquired, pulling open the door.

"We've been trying to get a hold of you," He explained. "Liam told us about the argument and him telling you to leave. We wanted to make sure you were home safely."

"Well, I am," You replied, crossing your arms. "And I'm not really in the mood to talk to anyone."

"You should talk to Liam. He feels really awful about what he said and did." Harry said.

"He should've thought about that before he said it, then. He told me, at eleven thirty at night, to leave his home. And yeah, I said some things I shouldn't of. But if our roles were reversed, I never would've told him to get out at that hour," You snapped. "Why are you even getting involved in this? I know Liam's your friend, but that doesn't mean you need to get involved in his relationship. Or former relationship, now."

"You're right. I'm sorry, (Y/N)," Harry muttered, looking ashamed. "I'll just....head out now."

You slammed the door behind Harry's retreating back, and went back to bed, picking up your phone. Notification after notification glared back at you, from Twitter, some magazine articles that questioned if your relationship with Liam was still on, as well as some texts from Louis, Harry and Niall. But nothing from Liam.

"Whatever," You muttered, swiping to close all the notifications and opening up YouTube. You scrolled mindlessly though it, clicking on a video and watching it until you fell back asleep.

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It had been a full year since Liam had told you to leave, and you hadn't spoken to him since. The seasons had changed, you'd made new friends, read new books and reread old ones. It was Autumn again, and the nights were growing chilly, perfect for curling up under a blanket with hot chocolate and your favorite show. You wrapped a scarf around your neck and pulled on your coat, before opening the door to your home and heading out in the blustery weather. The wind smelled of Autumn, dried leaves and smoke from fireplaces. You walked to your local coffee shop, pulling open the door and stepping inside, inhaling the smells of fresh baked pastries and coffee. You sat in one of the poofy armchairs that were scattered around the shop, placing your book on the table before getting up to order a drink. When it was ready, you wrapped your hands around the mug and leaned back in the chair, thinking about how the past year had been. Snapping yourself out of your thoughts, you set down your mug and picked up your book. You had hardly read a paragraph when a throat clearing made you glance up. Your hands began to shake, and you inhaled sharply.

"L-Liam," You stammered. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm back in town for a bit and decided to try a new coffee place," Liam responded. "Is it okay if I sit?"

"Sure." You said, not really sure about this.

"How have you been, (Y/N)?" Liam asked, fiddling with his headphone case.

"Fine. How about you?" You asked.

"A bit of a mess, on and off," Liam said. "Harry really gave it to me when I told the guys what happened."

"He shouldn't have done that." You murmured.

"Shouldn't he? Instead of listening to your concerns, I kicked you out of my home, late at night, no less," Liam replied. "I shouldn't have done that. I'm sorry."

"Why didn't you try and contact me?" You asked.

"I wanted to. I should've. I convinced myself that you didn't want me to contact you. That you were better off without me." Liam said, looking down.

"I wasn't," You murmured. "I wasn't better off without you."

"There hasn't been anyone since you." Liam blurted out.

"There hasn't been anyone since you, either." You replied.

"Do you think.....we could try again?" Liam asked.

"I think we could." You replied, reaching across the table and taking his hand.

Written by Angel

[bandpreferences15]

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[turtleblogatlast]

Something I like about Leo is that he’s honestly really chill? It’s easy to remember the moments where he’s being obnoxious or excitable but I feel like most of the time he’s incredibly “go with the flow” and has an overall affable demeanor.

[z0mbzii]

t girl apollo I love you 2 the ends of the earth ♡

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[arcane-gold]

i’m gonna make a bold claim. i don’t think hua cheng should have reverted into a child for that one arc where he was conserving his spiritual energy. i think he should have turned into a worm or something instead. and xie lian should have made him a little enclosure and filled it with leaves and carried little worm hc with him through mount tonglu

[trappedinafantasy37]

"Weeeh! I wanna recruit Minthara on a good playthrough! Weeeh! I don't like the ultimatum and want to keep both Minthara and Halsin! Weeeh! I wanna make Minthara good! Weeeh! I don't want Minthara to break up with me!" Minthara deserves more content but none of these things are at all what she needs or deserves. No, these are all things that you want for yourself, but do absolutely nothing for her. This is one of the biggest L's in the game and it will forever enrage me because I just know it will never happen.

Minthara deserves to confront Orin like all the other companions do with their abusers. She deserves to scream and yell at Orin. She deserves to cut at her the same way Orin did, make her bleed and scream in pain. Minthara deserves to torture Orin, just as she did her in the mind flayer colony. Minthara deserves the right to roll up to the Temple of Bhaal and beat the shit out of Orin with her bare hands. Leave Orin begging for mercy in which Minthara will not even give her a drop. To slam Orin down on that altar and slice her throat, offer her up as a sacrifice to the father she is so blindly devoted to.

And yes, Minthara would be afraid. She would be TERRIFIED. Despite how strong and powerful Minthara is, she is also the only one afraid of Orin. Unlike Ketheric, or Gortash, or Sarevok, she is the only one who fully acknowledges just how dangerous Orin actually is and does not underestimate her. She will walk down into that temple, intending to duel Orin with a massive disadvantage because she is terrified.

Minthara choked when seeing Orin again in the mind flayer colony. She choked when seeing Orin as an imposter, throwing her deep into the ocean of paranoia and fear. And she is so entrenched in paranoia that it actually becomes palpable to everyone around her, even you. She describes herself as paranoid, but this is the first that you actually see how paranoid she is. And she choked again when Orin kidnapped someone in camp, making her feel inadequate, making a mockery of her for being unable to protect one of her own. And every day that passes, the more and more likely that the victim is going to die and she has doubts on their survival.

At every possible avenue in which Minthara could have done something or said something about Orin, she froze in place with fear. But she's had enough. She cannot be afraid of Orin forever and she doesn't want to be. One way or another, Orin has to die and she wants to get over that fear. She needs to know that Orin is dead, for herself.

This would also make the alurlssrin confession all the more impactful. She wants to tell you that she loves you in the best way that she can because of the very high likelihood that she will never have another chance to do so. She would beg you to come with her as you give her the courage. She has the courage to face her fears and confront her tormentor, because she knows she has you in her corner. If you have the courage to stand up to the very gods themselves, then she can stand up to Orin. Romanced or not, your presence alone is enough to give her the strength to do something she would otherwise be too terrified to do.

Minthara deserves the honor to solo duel Orin in a fight to the death. Minthara deserves the right to achieve vengeance for herself. No, I do not care that this confrontation would conflict with a Durge playthrough. In fact, it would provide a phenomenal source of some interesting, and toxic, drama between Durge and Minthara. Especially if they're in a relationship. This also does not mean that Minthara killing Orin instead of Durge would not have its consequences (because it most certainly will). Even if Minthara does not fight Orin, it would be so much better if Minthara was just given the fucking chance to yell at Orin like all the other companions in their personal quests.

[sskk-manifesto]

Today's post is dedicated to every animator who's ever drawn Atsushi

[vacantgodling]

✨preferences should not be standards for writing advice✨

[narrycherries]

fun fact: I’m a wh🩷re for lhh

(Yes I’m aware the second pic is not lhh.. I’ve been in the game since 2011 😂 I’m just stating facts ok)

[ansburg]

yall ever read da meta and know that op thought they were cooking. but the post is like this

[welcometogrouchland]

Stephanie Brown and Dick Grayson: I Am Going To Be A Good Parent To Pass On The Good Parts Of My Tumultuous Childhood/Give Someone Else What I Didn't Have Growing Up

Vs

Damian Wayne and Cassandra Cain: You Could Not Pay Me To Be A Parent For Fear I Would Continue The Cycle Of Violence