To Embroider Your Waist With Corals by smittenwithlouis

The first thing he notices is the light cyan wings and the humanoid body with bird like feet, clearly a harpy, a child one at that. Harry thinks the best thing to do is to grab him and pull him above water as quickly as possible, so air can make it into its struggling lungs. That was his plan, until he made eye contact with it for a split second and that’s all it took for a flood of emotions to hit him like a sailfish.

Or: All harpy Louis has known is the sky, all merprince Harry has known is the sea, except when they’re together.


I met all the boys! Can’t believe it, Liam is so sweet! I was singing Better Than Words and he joined in from behind me. I gawked at all their asses. Liam hugged me a lot and kept leaning on my wheelchair and asked how I was. Put his head on my headrest and said soft! Niall was so sweet as was Louis. Niall took the camera off me and took the selfie and my camera got passed around! 

“Harry you’re 6ft tall right?" 
“I am going to stand up beside you and take a picture.”
“Do you need help?”
*After picture*
“Do you need help to sit down?”
“NO DON’T TOUCH ME THERE!” As he is about to touch my waist…

Liam promised he would read my Lyrics x 


Cape Town ¼/15

but look how close their faces are when zayn turns to look at liam, they’re nothing but mere inches apart from touching lips, it looks like the entire world just stopped when their eyes finally met and its nothing but these dorks holding onto each other, just them against the world and that firm hand zayn has on liams waist and liam turning his head to look at zayn, as he puts his hand on zayns shoulder and finally their smiles, their smiles are everything


“A place that is so pure, so dirty and raw…” Liam grins, lips soft and wet along Zayn’s neck as his fingers trace the shape of his hips, thumb pressing over the heart inked to his skin.

“…Be in the bed all day, bed all day…”

“Sh,” Zayn mutters, huffing a smile into Liam’s neck as he tangles his legs around Liam’s waist, pulling him closer.

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Simba ran from the door, and threw his arm around Liam’s waist. It was something he was doing more often lately. Simba and Liam were being a lot more open when greeting with each other in a public place. He nestled his head against the other boys shoulder. “I missed seeing you this morning. Did you have class or something?” he stated, quietly. Simba liked seeing his morning dose of Liam, but today didn’t seem like one of them days.

One of his friends was nudging another friend in the arm, and pointing at the two of them. Whispers were spreading from one person to the next. Simba didn’t have a clue what was being said, but he hoped it was nothing bad. Wasn’t this how they always seemed to everybody?

Okay but what if Liam tied Zayn up so that his legs were his only mobile legs, wrapped around Liam’s waist and drawing him in closer as he fucks into him. And Liam’s not touching Zayn’s dick at all, even after Liam’s cum once and is going for a second time, and tells Zayn “I’m not going to touch your pretty cock at all, baby - so if you want to cum, you have to do it with just my hard cock” and Zayn can’t even talk because he’s so turned on, so much pressure on his prostate with no relief; handcuffs digging into his wrists as he pulled against them; tears pricking his eyes because it feels so fucking good much he needs to cum so bad. And meanwhile Liam just used him, throwing one of Zayn’s legs over his shoulder and fucking in deep, or bending Zayn in half and eating the boy out until Zayn was sobbing, or holding Zayn up by the ass while he rabbitted into him.

#187 - He Tucks A Strand Of Hair Behind Your Ear

Harry: Tucking the strand behind your ear, his face softening as he leaned closer. Harry kept his hand next to your ear as his lips pressed against yours, wrapping his other arm around your waist.

Liam: He pushes a sweaty piece of hair behind your ear after a long, extremely passionate night. You look at him, close to getting your breathing back to normal. It was just a perfect feeling when his body clashed with yours.

Niall: He smiles sadly at you, wiping a tear away before tucking a strand behind your ear to get it out of your tear stained face. Pulling you into his chest, you relaxed, knowing everything was okay.

Zayn: He tucked a piece of hair behind your ear to reveal your flushed cheeks. That only made you blush harder. He had a goofy smile on his face as he leaned in to kiss your cheeks. “So precious.”

Louis: He tucks a strand behind your ear as you held the new baby gently in your arms. “She’s beautiful…” he murmurs softly, playing with the strand he just tucked away. Your perfect family… absolutely perfect.

But imagine Zayn and Liam having a day off, and Zayn is in his studio working on God knows what, and while Zayn is standing and looking at his work and wondering what’s missing, and then Liam silently comes up behind him and put his arms around Zayns waist and Liam kisses Zayns neck softly and tells him how much he loves Zayns art. And I am actually really emotional right now help! 

One Direction - First Kiss


You’d both be sitting at a bench waiting for the bus. It was known that Louis liked you, but he was always to shy to admit it to your face. I know, being shy isn’t what Louis’ known for, but around you he was nothing but shy. You couldn’t deny that you didn’t like him back. You saw this as your opportunity. You grabbed his chin and forced his lips to yours, kissing him before going back to normal.


It was at school outside of the building, he came to pick you up in his car. All your fellow students looking at the mysterious boy standing by his car. You smiled when you saw him, thinking you were walking home it was so unexpected. You walked up to Zayn, kissing him passionately for the first time as his hand instinctively moved to your waist.


Liam stepped closer to you, you were on the bridge in between your houses, where he texted you to meet him earlier that night. It was there where you both spent the night talking dangling your legs off the bridge. He told you he’d walk you home, because it was late. But he stepped closer to you, and you didn’t move back. His hand moved up to your cheek, moving his lips towards yours. The first of many more kisses from Liam.


It was you who had to throw yourself at Niall for him to get the facts in his head, you liked him. You’ve both had your fair share of flirty statements and gestures towards each other. It was known that Niall liked you and that you liked Niall, still he made no move. So you thought you’d be the proactive one, kissing him quickly wrapping your arms around his shoulders. Now he knew.


A picnic at the park was Harry’s idea of a first date, and no, you weren’t saying it was a bad first date. Harry brought sandwiches and juice, with crisps and fruit, typical picnic food. Once you’d eaten and talked for hours you lay down, both looking a the clouds above you. You caught him staring at you numerous times, just laughing it off and shaking your head. It was then we he decided to roll over on top of you, grabbing your neck and kissing you. He pulled away and smiled at you before kissing you again, and again.

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Morning babe

You flutter your eyes as you slowly wake up from your slumber. Before you could get used to the brightness of the light, you look up at the wonderful beauty with his arm lazily placed on your waist. Liam was adorably sleeping with his mouth slightly open. You can’t help but giggle, he was just so delightful. Your quiet giggle woke him up, groaning as he wanted to get more sleep. You stretch your body upwards so you can meet his face and kiss the tip of his nose. Before you could, he lifts his lips and softly puts them on yours. You smile as he kisses you, and pull apart from him.

“Good morning, Li,” you greet him with a wide smile as you stare at him. His eyes were almost fully closed, as he was drifting back to sleep.

“Morning babe,” he replies with a raspy morning voice. You start to sit up to start getting ready for the day until he pulls you down using his arm that was still on your waist. “Don’t leave. Stay here with me,” he says groggily as his eyes are still shut. You hesitate at first, but you would much rather stay with your boyfriend cuddled up beneath blankets than running errands on a Saturday morning.

You cuddle into his chest as his grip on your waist tightens slightly. He kisses the top of your head and murmurs an ‘I love you’. Before you could even reply, you hear the familiar noise of little snores. You smile and whisper an ‘I love you too’.

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