directioniers

They don’t know about the things we do
They don’t know about the “I love yous”
But I bet you if they only knew
They would just be jealous of us,
They don’t know about the up all nights
They don’t know I’ve waited all my life
Just to find a love that feels this right

“They Don’t Know About Us” - One Direction

I can’t believe I haven’t drawn more of these two. 

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YOU ARE NOT YOUR OWN: A Malec Playlist

Safe and Sound -Taylor Swift
Make You Feel My Love - Adele
Where Do Broken Hearts Go - One Direction
Even My Dad Does Sometimes - Ed Sheeran
Home - One Direction
Is There Somebody Who Can Watch You - The 1975
Talk Me Down - Troye Sivan
Unsteady - X Ambassadors
High Hopes  - Kodaline
Medicine - The 1975

warmth of the moon

i was attempting to explore what lies
behind our perceptions and i find
your essence but i’m lost in the
nebulous dimensions of my
thoughts and direction

i thought saw you crossing
at the intersection of love
and fear longing for the
garden where we are free
floating above societal
expectations

beyond the light of rings
of saturn

we’re but
butterflies in the wind

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I have an excellent idea

Ok so this thought randomly popped into my head and now it won’t leave me alone. Imagine this…..

A One Direction festival.

Just picture it, headliners would include performances by….


Liam Payne

Harry Styles

Niall Horan 

And Louis Tomlinson

You could have the support of artists such as 

Little mix

Bebe Rexha

And Steve Aoki

Throw in some comedy from James Cordon and Jimmy Fallon

And obviously with a final performance by the one and only 

One Direction

I would pay all of the money to make that happen. Wouldn’t it be nice….

….updated because we actually have images of all the boys performing solo now.  (Plus Bebe Rexha should join the party)

is
Yoko Kanno (ft POP ETC)
is
Zankyou no Terror OST - Track 13 - is (feat POP ETC) by Yoko Kanno
lyrics:
someone tell me how I got here
from the city to this frontier
all the noises join to make harmony

I was stranded on an island
where I roam without direction
is that the wind lifting me up?

spirits flying at the speed of light
travelling like a dream one night
this hole in my heart is proof of life

life goes on
and the people sing their song

love and hate together
they can make harmony

plunging back into the darkness it's not pain, it's just uncertainty I know my heart's missing a piece but it still beats

anonymous asked:

FFS MARK JUST SAID THERES NO REAL LORE THOUGHT INTO THE VIDEO AND NOW HERE COMES JACK LOOKING ALL INNOCENT BEING LIKE "yep, don't worry guys nothing BAD is going to happen" DOES HE EXPECT US TO BELIEVE THAT WHEN HES GOT THE WORDS FUCKING IMPOSTER AND HOME ON HIS TWITTER? AND "IM NOT DONE YET"? JACK FFS JUST AAAAGH

I STG HE KEEPS ON LYING WHEN IT COMES TO ANTI THE ONLY EXCEPTION IS THE LORE

DO NOT TRUST HIM CAUSE THE GLITCH BITCH IS COMING AND HE WANTS TO LEAD US IN THE WRONG DIRECTION

I DID NOT FORGET GLITCHED DAMAGED AND CORRUPTED YOU FUCK

Happily (Acoustic)
One Direction
Happily (Acoustic)

Happily (acoustic) / One Direction

I don’t care what people say when we’re together
You know I wanna be the one to hold you when you sleep
I just want it to be you and I forever
I know you wanna leave
So c'mon baby be with me
So happily

“The future is a monotonous instrument.”

“The future is a monotonous instrument.” - Francis Picabia

Francis Picabia: Our Heads Are Round so Our Thoughts Can Change Directionis now on view.

[Francis Picabia. Très rare tableau sur la terre (Very Rare Picture on the Earth). 1915. Oil, metallic paint, pencil, and ink on board, with gold and silver leaf on wood with frame. The Solomon R. Guggenheim Foundation. Peggy Guggenheim Collection, Venice, 1976. © 2016 Artists Rights Society (ARS), New York/ADAGP, Paris]

MONOLITH

i’m looking through the house. i’m trying to understand myself.
i’m possessed. to clarify: it’s painful & it’s dull, like scissors
that refuse to bite you back.

fossilized, at times i can see the outline of bones. other times,
arrowheads. a mouth. lavender that comes not from fields
but tombs built from one single stretch of stone.

this empties me, of everything. what’s left are the rooms,
the ghost. a slow squeeze of grief. i don’t know what it means.

what i want is to be prehistorical. i want to not have
to sift through the wreckage, to not be the one staring
wonderless at the bodies of caves.

i imagine what it would be like to be untouched. the world
melts. flutters. another universe that breathes. instead,

the house. it strains around me. it moves in the direction
i move. it wants only to stay.

playlist for ur signs using songs based on frequent requests

  1. She Way Out // The 1975
  2. Buy the Stars // Marina and the Diamonds
  3. Savages // Marina and the Diamonds
  4. Wildest Dreams // Taylor Swift
  5. Just a Little Bit of Your Heart // Ariana Grande
  6. Bel Air // Lana Del Rey
  7. Gods & Monsters // Lana Del Rey
  8. Feeling Myself // Nicki Minaj (feat. Beyonce)
  9. They Don’t Know About Us // One Direction
  10. I See Fire // Ed Sheeran
  11. The A Team // Ed Sheeran 
  12. Can’t Remember to Forget You // Shakira (feat. Rihanna)
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*Requested* Imagine dancing the night away with Klaus

Word count: 464

Your name: submit What is this?


It is the day of the decade dance in Mystic Falls. You really did not want to go but Caroline persuaded you, she has a way with words that´s for sure.

As you entered the dance you looked straight for the bar to calm down your nerves, because you were kind of nervous that something will happen again, like at all dances here in Mystic Falls.

Halfway to the bar you notice someone standing in you way. You look up to see Klaus smirking at you.

The thing between you an Klaus always was a bit complicated. You two shared some glances and flirtations ,but besides that he always didn´t wanted to overstep boundries with you and your friends. You too, tried to keep him at distance, because he did hurt and threaten your friends, but still you feel like you can´t hate him.

Klaus: “Hello there, Y/N. Fancy seeing you here. I thought you don´t like dances?”

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Teeth

Rating: M

It was intense. The way you both burst through the door, your hands delving and dragging at each other’s clothes, were like the actions of animals rather than humans but you’d wanted Spencer for so long. You hadn’t felt this strongly attracted to someone for a long time but you weren’t a stranger to lust.

The moment he’d admitted that he was attracted to you, you knew exactly what you wanted, pulling him into you with force as your lips met. The sound of heavy nasal breathing told you that he was yours.

Pulling away, you grinned to him, walking away slowly and pulling your top off over your head. When you reached his sofa, you turned, still smiling as you beckoned him toward you. When his broad, toothy smile breached his lips, it sent chills down your spine, knowing you were about to get everything you wanted.

Don’t be scared
I’ve done this before
Show me your teeth

The moment he met you again, you wrapped your hand around the back of his neck, lowering to the seat and sliding your legs apart just enough to tell him what you wanted from him. Watching him, you saw his tongue slip from between his lips and travel along from one side to the other, slowly and teasingly, as he lowered to his knees.

With a hand still on his neck, you pulled him closer, feeling his hands slide up your skirt and take hold of your underwear. A whimper of anticipation escaped you, making him grin and flash his pearly whites one more time before his hands took hold of your hips and pulled you further forward on the seat. As his face disappeared between your thighs, you felt a sharp nip on your skin as his teeth sank lightly into the flesh just below the heat of your centre.

Don’t want no money
That shit’s ugly
Just want your sex
Take a bite of my bad girl meat
Take a bite of me
Show me your teeth

The anticipation was almost painfully frustrating, made worse by just how slowly he moved up your inner thigh. Finally, he reached the bare mound, pressing his lips against the very top of your slit. Your hands moved through his dark and untidy hair, wanting so badly to grip and press his face into you.

A new twinge of mild pain hit as his canines pressed into your pubic area, forcing a gasp out of you before his tongue slipped into the gap. Touching your hot, sensitive bud quickly, he teased till the last moment when his tongue flattened against you, causing your back to arch and your eyes to close as you tried hard to keep breathing.

It didn’t take long for his rolling jaw and stretching tongue to have you gripping the sofa with one hand and almost digging your nails into his shoulder with the other. Moaning loudly, your head swam with the ecstasy of it with your chest rising and falling as your breathing laboured and deepened.

“Oh… Spencer…” you gasped between breaths. “Don’t stop.”

Got no direction
I need direction
Just got my vamp
Take a bite of my bad girl meat
Take a bite of me boy
Show me your teeth

In an almost sadistic way, Spencer raised from between your legs, grinning broadly in defiance as he changed his mind. Letting his hand linger behind so that his thumb circled your clit and his finger delved into you. There was a pang of disappointment but his hand quickly started to make up for the lack of his mouth.

Your hands moved to pull him closer, your lips wishing to meet his but his free hand grabbed your wrist, binding them together and forcing them above your head. He hovered his lips inches from yours, his hot breath passing across your face.

“I’ll decide when I stop,” he whispered. “And I’ll decide who tugs at who.”

Tell me something that’ll save me
I need a man who makes me alright
Tell me something that’ll change me
I’m gonna love you with my hands tied

After what felt like an eternity, his lips met yours, his tongue sliding beyond the threshold to dance with yours. The taste of your own pleasure was strong on his mouth, adding to the building feeling of bliss. Eventually, his lips slipped to your cheek then further to your neck, sending shivers through your skin. The feel of his body upon you felt amazing. His body. Spencer’s body. Now all you needed was the release that only he could provide, like a junkie relying on a dealer.

Curling his fingers, he tapped at the perfect spot with each push of his wrist, making it frustrating that he wouldn’t allow your hands freedom. You wanted to grab at him, to touch him, to feel him, give back what he was giving to you but his grip would not allow it. Kissing down to your chest, he glanced up briefly to grin before sliding back down to taste you again.

Got my addictions
And I love to fix ‘em
Take a bite of my bad girl meat
(Take a bite of me boy) show me your teeth

His tongue moved into your slit once again, sliding down to your warm and open hole before slipping up to your throbbing clit. He’d barely began when you felt your body tensing and your muscles tighten, unable to control your cries.

“Fuck… Spencer!…”

Within seconds, your hands felt freedom and you gripped his hair to pull him into you and sustain the gratification and he gladly kept the orgasm going as long as he could. When he finally arose, the grin had spread almost all the way to his well-defined cheekbones.

Help, need a man
Now show me your fangs
Help, need a man
Now show me your fangs

As he reached his feet, his hands moved to his pants to unbutton them, letting them fall to his ankles and revealing himself to you for the first time. This time, it was you that grinned, seeing the generous proportion. Pursing your lips, you sat forward so that you could look straight up into his eyes as your face drew closer to his rising excitement.