Mildlymaddy's Edits

This place is pro-1d, which means I respect the boys, their solo careers, their families, their relationships, and their children. I expect you to do it, too. This is non-negotiable.

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♫ You should know 💋

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Oh, you make me feel Like I'm alive again

(made for the @1dbackforyoucollab 🌟)

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Then I think of the start And it echoes a spark And I remember the magic electricity...

(made for the @1dbackforyoucollab 💘)

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Camille Rowe for Poison Girl.

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“Pooh, promise you won’t forget about me, ever. Not even when I’m a hundred.”

Pooh thought for a little. “How old shall I be then?”

“Ninety-nine.”

Pooh nodded. “I promise,” he said.

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"Pooh, promise you won't forget about me, ever. Not even when I'm a hundred."

Pooh thought for a little. "How old shall I be then?"

"Ninety-nine."

Pooh nodded. "I promise," he said.

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In which Eleanor would rather read a good book than go on the dance floor, Danielle claims you haven’t partied hard enough if you still remember your night the next morning, and a dirty bathroom floor is the perfect place to find True Love.

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@actualhumansunshine mentioned in their tags that I’d picked the creepy bits of the Closer to the Light video, and that gave me an idea for an even creepier gifset.

I just think this video would make for a great horror movie, in which Niall accepts to stay in this super creepy house off season, and slowly gets consumed by all the dark memories still trapped in those walls. Possibly, he gets possessed by the spirit of one of the old inhabitants. He stops going out, stops answering the phone, he just spends his days walking the dusty hallways and strumming songs he’s never heard on his guitar, trying to understand why they sound so familiar.

When the house staff comes back to prepare everything for the summer, Niall’s not there, nor is there any trace of his ever being here, apart from his guitar, lying on the couch, covered in dust.

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Closer to the light ✨

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Sometimes I don’t know who I’m more jealous of, the boys or their girls.

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[insp.]

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Troubles they may come and go, But good times they are the gold. And if this road gets rocky girl, Just steady as we go.

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💔

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"This is like starting again. Everything feels different.”

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“You have to keep thinking about the next step...”

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I’m all up in my Nouis feels 💗