anonymous asked:

do ever consider that ziam was in love but someone fell out of love, or cheated, or they both decided they weren't right for each other?

I’m gonna be a liar if I say it didn’t cross my mind at all that maybe Ziam is no longer together and are currently single or seeing somebody else (but NOT Gigi and Cheryl–geez no matter what happens I will always believe their respective “relationship” with Zayn and Liam is PR and for bearding purposes). On a very rare occasion I’d asked myself, “If I look at the big picture, are they still together?” but when I recall stuff that supports Ziam nowadays I always come up with the same conclusion–yes, I believe they’re STILL TOGETHER. Just now when I’m going through my tag on “proofs” they’re still together it just strengthens my resolve that they are still in a relationship with each other. Coz if they weren’t together anymore I don’t think we’ll be having these things happening at all.

As I’ve said before, I went through my tags and here are the latest Ziam stuff that I reblogged and posted through the latter part of this year (I restrained myself in just posting from Jun 2016 onwards so as to make this as recent as possible):

First off, they engaged in their unique kind of “internet” flirting back in June: x 

It’s important to note that Zayn posted his selfie right after the media onslaught about Liam looking like he lost a lot of weight due to the sharp cheekbones he’s sporting on his selfie so it seems like Zaynie is trying to make a point that a selfie with sharp cheekbones doesn’t tell the whole story about a person’s weight. Zayn’s being a supportive bf here y’all x

These particular selfies they posted just hours between each other (Zayn: 5:06AM; Liam: 7:42AM) 

When Liam decided it’s high time to change his twitter handle (RIP Real_Liam_Payne) his new twitter handle bears a strong resemblance to Zayn’s and not only that his new Twitter name also match Zayn’s (Bonus: Larry matches too. Hah!) x

They wore matching shirts: x

Matching bags (their respective bags came from the same season) x

And matching necklaces:

[Dang I just realized that Liam on that day at the airport is brimming with Ziam connections lolz]

About the necklace, Liam doesn’t wear necklaces. His choice of accessories is a big ass expensive watch. But for him to wear a necklace (which he doesn’t seem to take off when he’s out and about) and then Zayn wears a similar looking chain afterwards is worth noting for. (And Zayn doesn’t wear that kind of chain. He usually opts for thinner chain.)

They also had a similar selfie once again with them both wearing their chains and Zayn wearing a red shirt. x Zayn usually posts b&w pics on his IG and he rarely pose for selfies like these nowadays. So to him to post a selfie in COLOR wearing a red shirt (a color strongly associated with Liam) and a matching chain with Liam is really telling (does he wants us to show off the red and the color of the chain? Hmmm).

When Liam posted his #LoveFeelsBest graffiti pic, the graffiti on the wall bears a strong resemblance on how Zayn does his own grafitti wall art: x

And when Liam went to Vegas this October his after party outfit is a clone of what Zayn wore when he went to Vegas a year before: x

November is an interesting month (and heartbreaking towards the end). Zayn upped the ante and have been more upfront with his shade about Ziam:

First off, Zayn followed two interesting accounts on Twitter: x x

I mean…ZiamSyndrom? Ziam is real bitch? He followed an account that has a description like that on her bio! It’s impossible that he didn’t read that before he followed her and yet he still did. (Bonus: Liam also follows her! 

Lucky gal. Her otp follows her account. Zayn and Liam follows a Ziam account. An account that has a Twitter bio description that says Ziam is real. Doesn’t that tell you something?) 

And of course on the AMAs Zayn chose to copy Liam’s outfit on the last public event they attended together from HEAD TO TOE: x x

Why would he copy an old outfit of his ex-bandmate? Is it because he can’t bring Liam to this important event so he went ahead and brought a piece of Liam with him on this evening? But why? Why would he want to do such a thing if Liam doesn’t mean something very important to him?!

And to every Ziam supporter’s delight that evening, Zayn is also spotted wearing a CARTIER LOVE BRACELET which Liam has religiously worn for about 4 months on the early part of this year: x

So Zayn and Liam has MATCHING Cartier Love Bracelets ain’t that something? And I’m not seeing that bracelet strapped on Gigi’s nor Cheryl’s arm. Especially Cheryl since Liam has worn that for four months and Cheryl never sported that bracelet to match Liam during that period. Liam’s close friend Andy is wearing one as well as his long-term gf. So to me it seems that Liam’s close circle is aware of that bracelet and what it traditionally means to romantic couples and such. If Andy’s has got a matching bracelet with his gf who is Liam matching with his bracelet then hmmm?

Anyway, what I find really interesting about their bracelets are the dates when these debuted on Zayn and Liam’s wrists. So Zayn first wore it publicly on Nov 20:

 And for good measure, he wore it three days later (Nov 23) when he had his pap stroll at WeHo:

And a week later we’re bombarded with this: x x

Now let’s go a few months back. Liam debuted his bracelet on his stylist’s ig post on Feb 23:

The next day he wore it at the Brits:

And then two days after we saw him still wearing that bracelet when he got out of Sony’s London HQ’s:

The following day Wootton broke this news over at The Sun: x

Did you see the pattern here? The Love bracelet debuted on their respective wrists days before an important SHAM development hit the news. With Zayn’s bracelet it’s the SHAM pregnancy debacle being deemed as “confirmed” due to the enormous bump Cheryl is sporting at the pics and of course Liam being named as the father of Cheryl’s unborn child. And with Liam’s it’s the debut of this head scratching fauxmance. Do you still think it’s a coincidence? Why do they both debuted wearing a bracelet that is very symbolic for romantic love just before a major SHAM breakthrough was about to be played out in public? I dunno about you but to me that speaks of them making a stand about the true nature of their relationship and against the fauxmance Liam is currently embroiled at. Especially now that Liam is being pointed at as the father on Cheryl’s baby (which I believe doesn’t bore Liam’s DNA AT ALL)

So this is what I have to say about this matter. It’s your call whether to believe all or any of this ofc I’m just here stating my opinion. So bye!!!

anonymous asked:

omgggg please write the firefighter prompt i need it and i love your writing 😩

I’m a firefighter and you started a fire in your kitchen but you’re still flirting with me even though you’re not wearing pants and I’m carrying you down a ladder as you compliment me on my muscles

When Zayn had first picked up the cake mix in the store, eyes lighting up, Harry’d just laughed. Shaking his head, he warned, “You’re gonna kill ‘im. Or me.”

“Shut your mouth, you dickwad.” Zayn mumbled, jabbing him in the side with his finger. “Louis’ll love it,” he’d promised before throwing the box into the cart.

And, well, Harry had almost been right. Except it’s himself he’s almost killed this time, having accidentally set fire to the now ash-stricken mass in his oven.

He hadn’t known that was possible. Not really.

Yet. Here he is, standing in the middle of his kitchen. He’s watching the thick, gray smoke swirl closer and closer to him, the deafening smoke detector beeping at least every second to tell him something he’s well aware of at this point. 

All from a fucking chocolate cake gone awry.

Zayn can’t take his eyes off of the burning orange, the flames beginning to lick up from the stove to the cabinets.

The reality only sets in when there’s a smash and his door slams open, hitting the wall with a thump. Zayn jolts at the noise, eyes widening as he begins to finally process the scene in front of him. Realizing for the first time how, just maybe, it’s getting a little bit harder to breathe with every second that passes.

“Is anybody in here?” The yell comes before he does.

But when the cause of the slamming door rushes through, all of Zayn’s worry is once again gone as he does a quick once-over of the firefighter in front of him.

It’s hard, of course, to get a really good look, considering the (at least) five bulky layers covering the man and the quick movement of his body as he takes in the area.

“We gotta get you out of here,” the man persists, stepping closer to the blaze. Closer to Zayn.

And then Zayn catches the fireman’s amber eyes, looking brighter than Zayn knew was possible, orange reflecting through them, going clear past the opaque mask. 

The man’s eyes are so golden, so trusting. And then his forehead is scrunched up, his eyebrows knitting together, and there’s a pity behind those eyes. A flash of fear.

“Time to go, uhh…” The boy moves his hand in a circle as if that will suddenly get Zayn to do something, react like he should be reacting.

But Zayn can’t get out his name, can’t even take in a breath. His mouth won’t work, his lungs won’t work, and he’s damn well sure his limbs won’t work. 

From the corner of his eye, he calmly takes note, as if from far away, that the fire has quickly eaten through all his cabinets, now quickly approaching him.

But that still doesn’t get him to actually do anything. Instead, there’s one, other small thought that sneaks up for air from the back of his mind: his pants are still in the dryer.

And there’s a concentrated heat on his legs, the smoke tickling skin where it shouldn’t be.

His eyes trail down, and it’s like all of his public speaking nightmares wrapped up into one. Because he’s standing there, surrounded by a raging fire in his own kitchen, unable to move. And he’s in his boxers. 

Not to mention they’re Superman themed, Man of Steel in big letters right in the front.

In a font you cannot miss. And. Especially a font a fit firefighter, trained to pick up the most minute details in any sort of emergency, cannot miss. 

Not only is Louis’ cake gone, his apartment in ruin. But now Zayn’ll have to live the rest of his life knowing some hot fireman had to see him in his boxers. Zayn Malik: the worst cook in the world, but also the most embarrassing man in the world. 

Louis will never let him live this down.

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This little mess (well not so little tho it’s not dead long but I’ve put some under the cut) was written after my request for prompts yesterday (fluffy ones) and this was one from @comealiveinfalltime - Thank you ilo    +

Hope it’s even halfway okay.

It’s set within the last week and is canon AU and is predominantly daft fluff. 


Zayn’s tired lately.  Tired from recording.  Tired from writing.  Tired of all that’s been but that’s nothing new.

And he’s tired from being at home too, except that’s the less troublesome side of tired. Sleepless nights filled with touches, kisses and so much more.  

He knows Liam’s tired as well, and for all the same reasons he is.  The highs and the lows of this week in particular, though chipping away at his usual Duracell bunny like energy levels.   

When Zayn found him sat at the kitchen table at 3am in the morning, hours after he’d got home from the Carol concert staring into space, he’d decided then what to do.

He’d pulled out the chair next to Liam’s, sat down on it, and gently pulled Liam’s fingers away from where they worried at the point on his beard where he always fidgeted when he got anxious and he’d pressed a kiss against the fingers and tickled at Liam’s palm till he got the reaction he’d wanted, the giggle and the completely unconvincing “I hate you so much.”.

They don’t talk much about the stuff they do with those people now, it’s all been said, been planned to the nth degree so they focus on the mundane.  

And there’s nothing more mundane than putting Christmas decorations up.  

Normally it’s always been something they’ve come home to, Karen or his mum and his sisters doing it for them. 

This is the first year that it could change, and okay, it’s still November but if you add all the days they’ve missed in previous years together, he’s pretty sure they’d have a good argument to start in August if they wanted. 

Liam grumbles as Zayn stands up first and then pulls on Liam’s hand, but he stands up anyway, and then cocks his head to one side at Zayn’s expression. 

For a man that’s used to keeping secrets, huge secrets that affect every part of their lives, and others, Zayn is pretty shit at keeping certain types of secrets. 

Well, okay, one secret.   And it’s not even a secret really. 

“What are you up to?”  Liam asks, squeezing the hand that’s still in his just a little tighter before he drops his hand from Zayn’s and puts his hand on his hip and curls his lips in an attempt to show some measure of displeasure. 

Zayn resists the urge to answer back with “Wouldn’t you like to know?” and instead he lifts up one finger of his other hand and says.

“Wait there.”

Liam’s indignant “Zed, whatever you’re up to its quarter past 3 in the morning, you may not need your beauty sleep, but I do,” follows him out of the kitchen as he walks into the hall and towards the cupboard under the stairs.

Well,it’s more like a massive room under the stairs where they dump all the crap they’re sent before they send it to charity or to family and friends. 

He opens the door and turns on the light looking for the box with Karen’s ‘Xmas Deccies’ written on it. 

 There are a million advantages to spending most of the year in the US really, hot weather, a little more privacy, but none more so right now than the fact that they’ve barely been here and so not had time to build up any more clutter so he finds the box easily and pulls it out, placing it on the floor in the hall.

Zayn sees rather than hears the feet in front of him and the box, and he looks up. Liam’s right eyebrow is arching upwards, but he’s got this smile on his face, as he shakes his head.

“And people say you’re the serious one.”

Zayn shrugs as he straightens his body. “Just thought if you can’t sleep, this is something nice, something positive, something about Christmas that’s for us and we don’t have to finish tonight, well today that is.”

Liam smiles, takes a step forward, bends down to pick up the box and then starts walking away, firing back “That sounds suspiciously like a challenge Malik.”

Zayn grins and follows him to the lounge. 


They fall into bed a few hours later, covered in bits of tinsel and the fake snow makes their hair look like they’ve had some kind of awful shock or something that’s affected random parts of it. 

But it doesn’t matter, when they wake up later their house’ll probably resemble your tackiest Harrods Christmas displays as they may both be pretty decent at art, but their approach to Christmas decorations was if there’s a surface, sling a bit of tinsel on it or dangle a bauble from it. 

But Zayn doesn’t care.  He knows if either of their mum’s see the state of the house they’ll be whipping it into shape within minutes, but that’s fine, it doesn’t take away the feeling, the satisfaction that came from watching Liam bent over double laughing at what one of their Santa ornaments was looking like he was doing to one of the Rudolph ornaments the way Zayn had positioned them. 

He thinks they’re allowed to act like kids sometimes, makes up for all the times they weren’t. 

It’s just a good job the dogs are at Karen and Geoff’s at the moment really as they’d be bedecked with tinsel and Santa hats by now sending glares in their owner’s directions. 

“Thank you,” comes the voice from beside him and Zayn turns his head to see Liam.  

Liam who looks all kinds of sleepy, but the faraway look in his eyes is gone, and he’s got this soft smile on his face, and little bits of fake snow flecks in his beard.

“You always know what to do,” Liam continues, though his words are interrupted by a yawn halfway through and his eyelids shutting before he blinks them open again “You always know how to make all the shit fade away, never ever will I ever not appreciate how lucky I am to ha-.”  

Sleep wins as he doesn’t finish the sentence, instead there’s a little huff of a breath, and the smallest hint of a snore before his breathing evens out.

Zayn whispers “You’re welcome babe.” before he shuts his own eyes, half expects to think the thoughts, the worries that seem to come mostly at night, but he barely even has time to think about that before he falls asleep too. 

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  • Louis: *laying down on his stomach, playing fifa or something*
  • Harry: *lies down and places his head on Louis' bum*
  • Louis: *wiggles*
  • Harry: "Don't you dare fart on me, Tomlinson."
  • Louis: *farts*
  • Louis: "Too late, Tomlinson."
  • Harry: "I want a divorce."
Long & Lost

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by abovetheserpentine

Retrograde Amnesia. Zayn’s learning all kinds of things about the brain and memory, and how the brain accesses memory. It’s interesting – he’s always been silently intrigued by these kind of things, loving to read the Wikipedia articles in his spare time. It’s different, though, when it’s happening to you. 

Especially when the likelihood of his memory returning decreases with every hour that he can’t recall anything past July 2014.

Set early 2015.

Words: 18756, Chapters: ½, Language: English

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lissen a lot of y'all keep saying that by supporting an “unrealistic” relationship, ziams don’t care for the happiness and well-being of zayn and liam, but the thing is, until zayn and liam explicitly don’t have connections (matching clothes, accessories, cartier bracelets), and liam stops saying things like “of course i love zayn” and zayn doesn’t call up liam anymore, i will not stop believing in that happiness they get from being with one another, their happiness is the sole thing we support

Rozdział 15

Tytuł: I Would Name The Stars For You (I Would Take You There)

Autorka: impetuous

Tłumaczka: Fizz

Banner: Martina, która jest super, bardzo dziękuję!

Zgoda: Jest!

Pairing: Larry, Ziam

Fabuła: Harry Styles to wiersz, czekający, by się zdarzyć - myśli Louis, jego oczy śledzą brzoskwiniową skórę i nurt niebieskich żyłek. Chce go spisać, uchwycić obraz zielonych oczu, czerwonych ust i szczupłych nadgarstków… ciemny atrament rozlany na stronie.


AU inspirowane filmem Notting Hill, w którym Harry jest gwiazdą popu, a Louis księgowym i poetą. Gościnny udział wzięli: przeznaczenie, starsza arystokratka i dużo, dużo tęsknoty.

Od Tłumaczki: Jutro prawdopodobnie nie będę miała czasu dodać, więc dostajecie dzisiaj! Miłego czytania. x


& L &

Louis nie bierze taksówki, bo nie jest aż tak zimno i tak czy inaczej nie wie gdzie chce być.

Więc idzie.

I dzwoni do Jaymi’ego.

- Jest piąta nad ranem, idioto – mówi zaspany głos.

- Jaymi, tu Louis.

- Louis – odpowiada Jaymi z natychmiastowym ożywieniem. – Opowiedz mi wszystko!

- Nie ma nic do opowiadania – odpowiada Louis, powstrzymując łzy.

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New Neighbour Liam

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by Ziamwriter

Zayn comes to really like his new neighbour. They make quite the match.

Words: 860, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

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anonymous asked:

Sorry continued but the artist who posted it was jhene aiko but we don't know who did the art

Yes. I do know both Zaynie and Liam referenced Jhene and are fans of hers. Talking to the squad, they reminded me that Jhene’s boyfriend is Big Sean, whose lyrics Liam recently tweeted.
I’m confused where Jhene found this wall of Ziam art and why she posted it.

anonymous asked:

Cris! Those gifs you just reblogged are Liam and Z*yn! I thought it was Larry!! 😱

So did I apparently!!  I had put a bunch of old posts from my srsly-larry sideblog on queue and apparently I had that Ziam one in there.

Definitely another point in the pro-Ziam talley, isn’t it? LOL!