i think i see zayn for sure

I’m Not a Kid: Part 2

I’m Not a Kid

Word count: 5.6k

Genre: smut, dirty talk

Another part was requested by anon (anon let me know if you like it.) I wasn’t sure if I was going to do it but then I couldn’t stop thinking about office sex with Jungkook. Anyway, I listened to TIO by Zayn while writhing this ;) 

part one

It had been a week since you’d seen Jungkook. You’d forgotten that his father had a business trip and wanted Jungkook to come with him so he see the ropes of the family business.

They were in Australia and wouldn’t be back until Monday. You’d gone all week and weekend thinking about Jungkook. It was Sunday night and here you were again, nervous and thinking about seeing him tomorrow. You were sitting in the living room with your roommate trying to focus on a movie while eating dinner but you couldn’t.

As soon as you got home Friday night you woke her up and told her what you had done. You were still on a high from Jungkook fucking you but you knew you were going to regret it in the morning, and boy did you, at first. You couldn’t believe that you had let the your boss’s 20 year old son fuck the shit out of you in a restroom at a nightclub, but as days went by with no sign of Jungkook, no flirting, no touches, no lingering looks, no singing of your name your thoughts became consumed of him.

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anonymous asked:

Have you ever seen Liam with man? And have you questioned if he can be gay? I am not a Ziam shipper. Its a question, sincerely. Why I'm asking this is that remember the twitter feud with the wanted? One called him gay. There is something doesnt make sense about Sophia and him like : He fucked with her so many times "I like girls with so much foundation that you cant see the face" or Niall's Sophia pictures. I dunno, have you ever seen him with Zayn or smth

Hello! Thank you for your message. I had to really have a think about whether or not I wanted to get into this, but seeing as Larry is basically a sure thing by now I can finally start to investigate this Ziam thing properly. 

The first time I saw Liam he was with a group of guys, like five guys, which is why I didn’t immediately recognise him. Also, I was listening to Midnight Memories so I just thought my mind was playing tricks on me, but alas, it was him. I’ve never seen him just with one guy one on one, he’s typically with a group. Which is also why I’ve never spoken to him - never really seems like the time or place, plus he looks like a wild scared animal when he’s outside. Legit, looks terrified to be outside which is why I just let him be. 

When I first heard about the Ziam thing I was like, ‘lol, okay. SURE.’ Because for me I saw Larry before I heard about them. I just legitimately assumed that they were out and together. My first reaction was, ‘Oh, that’s cute - two guys from 1D are together.’ Then after some YouTubing it was downhill from there and here I am. In Larrie trash hell writing more blog posts about them than I do about my own life - which is how I became quasi-J List celeb famous in England. True story. Google it.

Anyway, I opened a bottle of wine and watched a Ziam video a couple of months ago out of pure fascination and by the end of it I was like:

Because it seems so. Damn. Real. 

There were so many things that I completely missed or disregarded because there was something Larry happening beside it. Legitimately for every Larry moment there is an equal and, quite frankly, more open Ziam moment. 

So WHY then do we believe so firmly in Larry but, for the most part, completely dismiss Ziam?

Could it be that their management company actually learned from their colossal Larry mistakes? That aggressively shutting down a rumour by having Louis and Harry go from this:

 To this:

Was insane? 

Part of the problems faced by the media industry when One Direction was on the rise to becoming one of the biggest bands in history (forget of the time, because after five years it’s safe to say that like them or not they have left a huge mark on the music industry) is that social media management was not really a “thing” as it were in 2010. No one was prepared for the way in which every moment, every look, every touch would be documented on someone’s phone (or potato as it were in Wellington) and put on the internet for everyone to see. 

At the moment we are witnessing a previously unseen situation in which we literally have a case of seeing what goes on behind the smoke and mirrors. Whether it’s through anonymous stuffed animals or moments captured on someone’s phone that no one was meant to see, there is no way to effectively hide what is going on with Louis and Harry, no matter how many NDAs or shit articles you put out there.

That brings us back around to Zayn and Liam. You could argue that they weren’t censored because nothing was going on, or you could look at the fact that people see Zayn as the ‘bad boy’ and Liam as the ‘aggressively hetero one’ ever since he stepped out to go surfing with a six pack a couple of years back. They don’t LOOK gay, and unfortunately in this current day and age, that is still enough for people to ignore what is right in front of them.

These two:

Display very different mannerisms than these two:

They just do. Though all four have their flamboyant moments, people are looking for Larry moments, whereas an identical action from Ziam is just accepted as bros being bros because it would have been impossible to create a second massive divide in One Direction without making this entire dog and pony show implode.

Have a search through Tumblr for ‘ziam’ or ‘ziam is real’ and I guarantee you’ll find some very interesting information. 

Short story long: this whole band has been shady af since they came in third on the X Factor (you can read about that here: 5 Times One Direction’s Management Company And Record Label Were Shady AF)

Anyhow, I think that Ziam is as possible as Larry. Just better handled. 

And that’s what I have to say about that. 

anonymous asked:

I definitely think of that bg theory too. Because it was Harry the one to react like that! Idk but it always surprised me so much the things he said. I definitely it fucked something up and it affected louis greatly (either bg or something personal).

I guess it’s a possibility. I don’t have a strong opinion on that theory but I guess that if you look at it from a certain point of view it makes sense?

Our guess is that Zayn said he’d leave in September-November 2014 and we know that Breep’s social media was wiped around the same time, so babygate must have been in the works for longer then that. It makes sense for it to be meant for Zayn at the beginning because he already had the image they had to create for Louis in order to make bg believable: the party boy who was known for having one night stands and has a thing for blondes. Throw in that he was ‘engaged’ with Perrie at the time, who is also a Syco client, and the scandal would have created huge publicity for both the band and Little Mix.

The troubles for Syco started when Zayn said he’d leave, so now they had to assign babygate to another member of the band as well. I bet they weren’t ready to let go of babygate just because Zayn wanted out. I also think they were hoping he would decide to stay eventually (Ed once said that Zayn had left ‘before’ so I can see them hoping he’d decide to stick around) and then didn’t. So they had to pick another one of the boys: Harry, although he could’ve made sense because of his womaniser image at the time, though it was starting to fade a little by that time, was out of the question; Niall is teflon and no one would have cared; same goes for Liam; and then they had Louis.

Personally, I think Harry and Louis thought they’d come out in 2015 but when Zayn decided he’d leave they were probably told the band couldn’t face two news like that so close to each other. I think this also warrants why Harry (and Louis for sure) is so angry at Zayn for leaving. I can also see the coming out being used as a tool by Syco and that they told Louis they’d use babygate to make Harry and Louis suddenly close again publicly, so that they could have come out in the next future.

If this happened around January/February, it also explains why we last saw Eldemort (or so we thought *hysterical laughter*) in February and it also explains the 24-hour trip Zayn and Louis took to Los Angeles which was also when Louis and Breep were first saw together. I can see that meeting being a ‘hand over the reins’ of the stunt from Zayn to Louis.

And, well, the rest is history. They started to build the Louis!party image. Zayn left. Babygate started. And it’s still ongoing. If it really was meant for Zayn, then Harry’s anger is more then understandable.

But then again, I don’t have a strong opinion about this. It could have happened and it could have not. If I look at it from the point of view I explained earlier, it makes sense but who knows what really went down.

169: Pregnant after a miscarriage.

Harry: You nervously chew your lip as you lay on the bed, awaiting the sonographer. Harry intwines his fingers in yours, his knee bouncing out of anxiousness. “Harry” you whisper softly. He gives you a small, supportive smile, in an attempt to comfort you. You don’t get the chance to say how you feel though as the sonographer enters the room and introduces herself, but Harry knows your concerns without you having to voice them, because his feelings are mirroring yours. You gasp as the cold gel is quickly applied to your tummy and the wand pushes down onto your abdomen. You turn your face away from the screen, squeezing your eyes tightly shut as memories come flooding back to haunt you. The grip on your hand tightens and Harry gently skims his thumb across your hand, offering you as much comfort as possible. After a few moments, you hear Harry breathe out a sigh of relief. “Babe, look” he smiles, tears pooling in his eyes. You turn to look at the screen, and sure enough, you see the tiny human growing inside of you. “It seems like you guys are around twelve weeks into the pregnancy. I see from your notes that any pregnancy after your last may be high risk, but judging by this ultrasound, everything seems fine. Baby seems of a healthy size” she tells you both with a smile. “Harry” you smile softly. “That’s our baby.” He lets out a breathy laugh and gently massages his fingers through your hair with his free hand. “I know darling, our beautiful, perfect baby” he whispers. “Thank you” he adds quietly, pressing his lips to your cheek.

Liam: “I’m scared, Liam” you whisper into his chest. Sobs begin to coarse through your body and you lower your head, running a hand over your face. He holds you tightly, so tightly, almost as if you’ll break if he lets you go. “I’m so scared. What if?” you begin to ask, but he quickly silences you with a shake of his head.  He pulls you closer to him, his lap acting as a seat for you as he gently rocks you in comfort. “Don’t think like that darling. Everything will be fine, yeah? We’ll go to the doctor, we’ll get a scan, ok? But we need to be positive. Worrying and stressing won’t be any good for you or the baby” he murmurs softly. You continue to grip the pregnancy test in your fist, almost as if it would protect the little life growing inside of you. “I need to do this properly, Liam. I can’t go through it all again” you murmur softly into his crisp shirt. He presses a kiss to your temple. “You did nothing wrong last time, you hear me? Nothing! It was one of those things, ok? Everything will be fine this time. We have our baby, and I’ll do everything in my power to make sure we get the best medical care for you both, yeah? It’s not going to happen again, darling.”

Louis: “You think you’re pregnant?” he asks in confusion as you hold the unopened box in your hand. “Why haven’t you done the test yet, babe?” he asks. You nervously chew your lip and shake your head. “I wanted to wait for you to come home first” you begin. “And, well I’m scared. We were so excited last time, Louis. And then” you trail off closing your eyes quickly to erase the memories. “I didn’t want to be alone when I found out. I need you” you whisper, your voice cracking. He nods in understanding and pulls your body into him. “Well let’s take it, shall we?” he asks, barely above a whisper. Taking your hand, he leads you upstairs to the bathroom. “Lou, what it if it’s negative?” you ask. Louis gives you a supportive smile. “Then we try again, and we keep trying. I don’t know about you but I have a lot of fun trying” he makes light of the situation, giving you a small smirk. You return the smile, before quickly changing the subject. “And if it’s positive?” He sighs softly. “Then we don’t stress, yeah? We deal with it together. We both want a baby so badly, and one miscarriage doesn’t mean a failure, darling. It was one of those things. It’s shit, but the doctors said there’s no medical reason why we can’t have children, ok? We’ll be ok” he reassures you. “Now let’s get this test done, yeah?”

Niall: “I still can’t believe it” you whisper to your husband as you stare at your ultrasound picture. Niall takes a sip of his coffee before giving you a small smile. “We never made it this far last time” you add, resting a hand protectively on your stomach. “Babe” Niall murmurs softly, reaching for your free hand and grasping it, his thumb skimming your hand gently in reassurance. “You don’t have to talking about it, if you don’t want to.” You sigh softly. There’s never a right time to talk about the loss of your baby, but he needed to know how you were feeling. “We didn’t though. I never made it far enough for a scan, I lost it before then” you add. “You didn’t lose it, darling. It wasn’t your fault, it was one of those things. But the doctor said this is different, yeah? We have to remember that. Everything is fine on the scan. The doctor even said our baby is perfect! We need to focus on that, ok? I need you and baby healthy! Which means no stressing, and lots of rest!” You giggle. “By saying lots of rest, you mean that you’ll be doing everything whilst I’m bed bound and unable to do anything!” you tell him disapprovingly. He smiles. “Of course, anything for my princess and our baby.”

Zayn: “I’m not sure I can do this, Zayn” you murmur softly as you sit in the waiting room and await your name to be called to see the sonographer. He gives your hand a comforting and reassuring squeeze, sighing softly. “I mean, we never made it this far last time. I’d already lost the baby by the first scan.” He’s almost a a loss for words, unable what to say to comfort you. Stroking your arm gently, he thinks about his choice of words before speaking. “Darling, that was the last pregnancy, ok? Miscarriage is very common for first pregnancies, but the doctor said you’re young and healthy and there is no reason why you can’t carry another baby. This” he begins, resting his free hand on your stomach, “this is our baby, our second chance, ok? We need to be strong and positive. We’re going to see our baby on a screen in a few moments, a human being that we made because of our love for each other, and that’s pretty damn special. But we need to be positive, yeah? We can do this.” You nod, tears pooling in your eyes. “What if it happens again?” you murmur, a lump formed in your throat. “It won’t, darling, ok? Everything’s going to be fine. And if it did, which I’m telling you it won’t, then we will be there for each other, and we’ll get through it. But positive thinking, ok?” You nod, giving him a small smile before the sonogpraher calls you in and you finally get to see your healthy baby on the screen.

anonymous asked:

Hi! I love your posts, I'm just not sure why you think a public reconciliation between ot5 necessarily means Zayn will rejoin the band? Could it be to clear the air so Zayn looks less like an ungrateful asshole (which he isn't) or to pave the way for Ziam being out? I'm sorry, I can see that they aren't free, I can see that the way he left was shady, and I can see that they are taking steps to reconcile. I love Zayn, I'm just not sure what evidence points to him rejoining the band. Thanks!

1) He was always supposed to rejoin the band.  There were aborted attempts as early as June 2015 and a big one in August 2015.  There’s a ton of evidence including several hints both Zayn and the other boys put out for the August one.  There’s also some indication that Zayn was always meant to be on MITAM and they rearranged the parts unevenly after he was taken off of it.

2) There was never an indication that Zayn himself wanted to leave the band, so there’s no real reason he wouldn’t be back with the band once he’s allowed to be.

3) RBB did several OT5 things which indicates that they definitely consider Zayn as part of the band.  Liam also added an extra part to his signature that looks like a 4 when he had to say “3 other bandmates” in his MITAM dedication.

4) You might not agree with this interpretation, but I’m 90% sure Golden is a song Zayn wrote about this time where he has to be apart from the band.  It’s about how their bond will remain strong and they’ll be together again.

5) All these mentions of Zayn returning to the band after 2 years aren’t random.  Around March 2015 Liam was extremely coy about Zayn returning to the band in the airport.  Just now Niall was questioned about whether the return after the hiatus would be OT4 or OT5.  Those things aren’t about a reconciliation.  They’re about a reunion.

6) Stalker Sarah was apparently talking about an OT5 return from hiatus this year.  Stalker Sarah is called a professional fan for a reason and she seems to serve a purpose in priming the fandom for certain things.  If she said it, there’s a pretty good chance she got the information from the boys’ team.

7) Caroline Watson posted something very suggestive on her Instagram about dressing hot boys for the red carpet in 2017 and proceeded to like comments about 1D and Zayn.

There are a heck of a lot of reasons to believe that this has always been and will always be an OT5 band.  People might not always be able to see it, but it’s there.

anonymous asked:

do you think there was some major beef/internal conflict in 1d (Niall, Louis, & Liam V.S. Harry)?? because I really get the impression that Harry was very separate from the other members of the band, always kind of off doing his own thing while the other boys seemed to be a band of their own... am I crazy or do you sort of see this divide as well??

Hi anon!

OK, so I truly never thought it was OT3/4 vs Harry, I really didn’t. I thought it was all tabloid fodder, made up by Dan and Simon, etc. And I would like to preface this whole post with “this is all image, we don’t really know what’s going on behind the scenes, this could be part of their solo pushes,” and so on and so forth.

But having said all of that, yeah, I’m starting to think that view has some truth behind it.

Keeping in mind that Liam tended to act as the spokesman for the band, and he’s doing active promo for the first time, let’s look at him…

There was this sort of weird tweet. I remember at the time, the fandom was like “that’s kind of weird.” But whatever, who knows who wrote the tweet, and he did say he’s proud of Harry.

But then we come to hear it was Harry who wanted the hiatus first (per Harry’s Rolling Stone article) and Liam says that Niall had the hardest time with it, and that Liam didn’t even know what a hiatus was (which sounds like bullshit, but that’s the story he’s pushing), and that’s just…something to note. OK.

Then we get the totally flat affect of Harry talking about Liam’s music on Grimmy’s show. And he said he didn’t know about Liam’s chains, which was weird.

We get the Harry Potter tweet about celebrity from Liam, and then Liam kept posting pictures of the chain all over the place, including with Niall.

Then we have Harry being rude to the fan who got Liam’s chevron tat, and claiming it had nothing to do with him (as if he wasn’t part of 1D?).

And the way that Liam talked about Harry and his music today was not positive, while he talked positively about Niall’s music and showed up at WangoTango and was photographed with him (and the chain).

Then we have the comments Liam made about how he wrote half the songs on MITAM (I think that was half of the songs that any of OT4 wrote for the album?) and how he wanted to tour it. Harry has been sold as being the one who “changed” 1D’s sound, but we know that Liam has done a ton of the writing. In fact, if you compare the writing credits, Liam wrote more songs for 1D (including on MITAM) and got production credit on things (often remixes).

Finally, we get these weird questions from Dan toward both Niall and Harry, where they both leave open the possibility of One Direction existing without Harry. And we have Liam including Zayn in his answers about what the band is doing for their solo music. And go bacik to the first link in the above paragraph, where he says, “It’s difficult to see how everyone’s gonna work out at the moment.”

Now, you asked about Louis, Liam, and Niall as a unit.

When I rewatch OTRA clips now, I wonder if the other men ever got annoyed with Harry being all over the stage and sort of taking over, especially while they were singing. A post crossed my dash today about stage Harry in OTRA and he was swinging around his hair, bounding across the stage, dancing with mics, etc–and in this clip, it wasn’t when he was singing. I’ve talked about how Harry’s stage presence on SNL was not what I expected, and in rewatching OTRA clips now, it’s clear often Harry was able to be stage!Harry because the other men were singing. I wonder how they felt about that? (I wonder. Truly wonder. I’m not making assumptions, I’m rethinking old assumptions.)

I think Niall will always try to be a neutral as possible. He’s like Switzerland. But even he left open the idea that 1D could come back without Harry. Which…?

I think there is clearly no love lost between Harry and Zayn, and I think that’s for real.

Louis seemed more in sync with the other men (Niall and Liam) in OTRA. We know Harry had his own stylist, etc. 

So. To answer your question, yeah, I see it. And I don’t know if it’s just for promo purposes or what. But I see it.

The first foray back into canon AU for ages and it’s not mega long but long enough to put some under the cut.  Ziam in New York.



Days pass by in a blur.  

Liam’s lost count of how many people he’s hugged, how being on a private plane once upon a time was an exciting novelty but at the risk of being a complete pop star about it, it’s like getting on the 63 back home in Wolverhampton these days.

He’s so excited, even with all that’s along with it and that he doesn’t like to dwell on, Paddy sometimes tries to draw him out on it, sees the signs and sometimes he’ll try to draw it out with humour, other times with an arm flung around Liam’s shoulder.

Liam plays along like it works sometimes, and he and Paddy both know the truth but Paddy will ruffle his hair or give him that grin that conflicts with the concern in his eyes but he leaves it be.

Liam steals time, private time, where he can even if it’s five minutes, even if it’s two, even if he can only just say, “Hi, I miss you,” and even if there’s only enough time before the wheels go up for the response to be “Never as much as I miss you, babe”

They send each other selfies when they first wake up, and just before, in Liam’s case at least and he suspects it’s the same for Zayn, half-hearted attempts to sleep.

And he counts down the days.  Each morning, he gets a text from Zayn with just a number on it, has done, every day since they last saw each other.

“I take it he sent you a zero this time,” Liam looks up and takes off his sunglasses and he can feel himself blushing, except he’s not embarrassed, not really and he shrugs at Paddy’s words, can’t stop the grin and Paddy returns it and this time there isn’t concern.

Liam’s vaguely aware of Charlie and Paddy ribbing him, but he doesn’t care, he just looks down at the phone screen and there’s never been a better sight. 


Liam shuts the door behind him, it’s late, and his head’s spinning with praise and plans for his future. 

He doesn’t care, he takes one more step, then another till he rounds a corner and there, right there, that’s what’s better than any zero. 

Zayn’s holding onto the remote control, kind of.  He’s got a pair of jogging bottoms on, and a hoodie, his hair’s still got the traces of green he promised he wouldn’t get rid of till he saw Liam again and the beard is growing again, his eyes are shut so just like all the times before, Liam’s distracted by the way each time he sees him, it’s like he’s grown a hundred more eyelashes, and his lips are slightly parted as he gently snores.

He almost doesn’t want to wake him, except that’s a total lie.

He strides across to the bed, and gently taps at Zayn’s feet and then folds his arms as Zayn murmurs and then shifts and then blinks his eyes open and looks up.

“Told you, you wouldn’t be able to stay awake,” Liam smiles as he says it and sits down on the bed, next to where Zayn shifts and spreads his arms out as he yawns then sleepily smiles and places his hands on Liam’s arm gently tugging him closer.

“No one likes a know it all you knob.” 

Liam grins, responds with his middle finger before he allows himself to relax and he falls into Zayn’s side, it’s not ideal because he can’t fully see Zayn’s face and the reason it’s not ideal? Well, he’s spent too long imagining not taking his eyes off Zayn

He can make out the rise and fall of Zayn’s chest instead though and the way he keeps attempting to stifle his yawns, his eyes crinkling before Zayn makes a tutting sound.

“Didn’t your mum tell you it’s rude to stare?”  As Zayn says it though, his eyes crinkle again, except this time it’s with a smile and Liam wants to see him fully now so he shifts once more, turns on his side, and rests his cheek on his palm and his elbow on the pillow and he does stare now.

Quietly he replies, “I think she’d get it, why I need to that is,”  it hits him then, the weight of how long they’ve been apart, all he’s had to face and his shoulders sag and his gaze drops away from Zayn, till he’s staring at nothing but then fingertips gently scratch at his chin.

“Eh Li, what did we say?” 

Liam could respond with what they’ve talked about, tried to talk about more like, he could talk about the times that conversations ended up with one of them hanging up, they could talk about planning what they’d do beyond all this, if there ever is a beyond all this because sometimes it’s hard to remember that there will be. 

It’s late though, and he’s done with that, this time is too fleeting to be wasted on what’s around them, rather than what they have that can never be shifted so he lifts his eyes till they meet Zayn’s and he chews at his bottom lip and Zayn nods.

“Oh yeah, we talked about that too, take off the chains first and you’ve got a deal.”

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anonymous asked:

Oh my gosh! I love Liam so much that boy deserves the whole world! We already knew how hard he had in the band I'm glad he's had a break from that. I was watching gaga's doc on Netflix and she talks about how lonely it is after everyone is gone and she's alone at night.. it just made me think im so happy liam and zayn had each other to get thru the hard times and find some joy in the chaos. "In all this bitterness u stay so sweet" 💛❤

OMG, yes I wholeheartedly agree, nonnie! I’m sure they all went through incredibly difficult times but I’m so grateful that they both had each other to lean on (and the other boys of course and vice versa).

I love that the boys and other celebs like LG have opened up about the dark side we never get to see. It’s a good reminder that these are regular people in extraordinary circumstances and that things aren’t always as pretty as they seem on the surface.

BTW, speaking of poignant and reassuring lyrics, whenever I think about all the difficulties they’ve endured, it makes even more sense why Zayn reaffirmed his commitment in DTD:

“But you’ll never be alone
I’ll be with you from dusk till dawn
I’ll be with you from dusk till dawn
Baby, I am right here
I’ll hold you when things go wrong
I’ll be with you from dusk till dawn
I’ll be with you from dusk till dawn
Baby, I am right here”

He knows that they can’t be together during the light of day, but from sunset to sunrise, when it’s finally just them two alone, no matter how ugly things get on the outside, Zayn will be there for his boy.

Ugh they’re just such a beautiful couple.

(I’m fine btw, really.) 

anonymous asked:

Melly, I really miss seeing Zayn being all cute and happy with the other One Direction boys. Especially because his pap walks lately have all been so sad.

ME TOO. It’s not like I have any important real life work to do right now (I do but that’s not important right now)

Look at these tiny puppy children trying to act like they are bad ass. The only crime they’ve committed is STEALING MY HEART.

SEAMEN!* (see the joke i made there? get it?). These are the five smolest sailors you’ve ever seen, although high key i’m pretty sure if anyone ever let the five of them captain a watercraft it would result in one of the largest Maritime disasters in history. 

What an adorably hot mess. I can feel my ovaries turning to dust. 

LOOK AT THIS GOAT RODEO. I don’t even know what’s happening here. Niall’s playing the guitar, Harreh is sparkling like the diamond he is with some drumsticks, and I think Zayn is practicing his fencing stance with Liam while Louis looks in dismay. ITS A WIN.

I CAN’T WITH THIS RAG-TAG GROUP OF ADORABLE SCAMPS. Tineh Loueh is trying to shoot Harreh with darts filled with his love, Liam and Zayn have some sort of weird flirting/mating ritual happening that’s resulting in Liam delighting in spanking Zayn’s quiff with his giant trash can lid hands (that is not an innuendo), and Niall is very calmly and serenely wondering how he ended up fifth wheeling. 


anonymous asked:

Uncles ziam attending Brooklyn's first ballet recital and being overly supportive. Zayn telling people "That's my godchild over there!" Bonus: if Brooklyn does something goofy on stage and they're like "Was that part of the routine?" And Caroline's like "Nope." And they all laugh fondly because that's so very Brooklyn.

I turned this into a stupid ficlet rather than a lovely drabble, sorry nonnie. Hope you enjoy.


The hall that the ballet school’s performing in is old. High arched ceilings, a brick building that stands next to the church that’s been here for centuries.

Liam and Zayn have been here once before, to watch a Christmas show when Brooklyn was 3. 

Back then, the ballet school’s budget didn’t stretch to constructing sets or having anything other than a few smelly old heaters scattered around the hall, the smell of burning had meant they’d had to be turned off and everyone had sat in their winter coats shivering and clapping even more than they would have done normally just to keep warm.

Two years have passed.  Two years in which a cash injection from benefactors who wanted to remain anonymous transformed the ballet school and the hall.

The hall’s warm as toast now.

The school can now do what they planned to do all along and that’s invite children of parents on benefits, who couldn’t normally afford the cost of the lessons, never mind anything else, to be part of the lessons 

They can afford sets which transform any building.  Like this building.  As Liam and Zayn walk through the door, it’s like they’ve walked into a Winter Wonderland, there’s Christmas trees, there’s artificial snow, and then either side of where the seats are in front of the stage, it’s like they’re in an enchanted forest.

There’s snow, okay its artificial, but it still creates the effect, which falls as they walk forward and just as they reach the back row of the seats, there’s a stall with 2 women dishing out steaming hot mugs of mulled wine for the adults and hot chocolate and marshmallows for the children.

It’s not even halfway through December yet, but in Liam it stirs up that feeling of excitement that he always feels this time of year nevertheless.

They accept a mug each and there’s a flicker of recognition on one of the women’s faces and she goes to speak, but then thinks better of it and stays silent.

“Cheers babe,” Zayn presses his mug forward and clinks it into Liam’s as they step away from the stall. 

“Cheers to you too love,”Liam replies then they lift the mugs upwards, not taking their eyes off each other as they each take a sip.

Zayn immediately pulls it away, pulls his face and grumbles, “Tastes more like  Lemsip than bloody wine.”

Liam rolls his eyes, “Well,  give it here, then Mr Grinch and I’ll have yours too, and you can have a hot chocolate with marshmallows just like all the other kids in this place,” he finishes the words with a pinch of Zayn’s cheeks.

Zayn holds up the middle finger of his free hand as his response and he looks like he’s about to say something when they hear their names being called and Liam looks to his left towards the seats, and she’s there waving and then she’s not alone, she’s  got a lady stood next to her, about the same height as Caroline. 

Liam and Zayn glance at each other, shrug and Zayn continues to mumble discontentedly about the mulled wine as they walk towards Caroline and whoever the lady with her is.

Caroline and the woman meet them halfway just as Liam drains the contents of his own mug and places it on the tray of one of the caterers as they walk past.

Liam puts his hand out,  ready to shake the woman’s hand when Caroline takes hold of it instead and then jerks her thumb in the direction of the fire exit in the corner of the hall.

Zayn follows behind as Caroline drags Liam towards the fire exit and the woman falls into step with Caroline and Liam.

They reach the door and Liam expects Caroline to open it, but instead she drops her hand from Liam’s and then places it on the woman’s arm.

“Sorry for the dramatics boys, but Helen here has always wondered who her anonymous benefactors are, and I know we can trust her to keep it quiet, if you two want it to remain quiet that is.”

Helen blinks, her mouth falls open before she regains some composure long enough to say.

“You are joking, right?”

Liam and Zayn shake their heads in unison before Liam explains.

“We were sat over there in the corner for the Christmas 2016 show and Brooklyn was one of the Christmas angels, except she was an angel in a duffel coat, like all the other angels cause it was freezing, and we almost froze our peanuts off.”

Zayn picks up the story then, “Yeah, and we were driving home and had the heat on full blast and Caroline was saying that never mind, no heating, there’d be no ballet school come next Christmas if they didn’t have a miracle.”

“And you were our miracle,” Helen finishes with a watery smile,  “I don’t know what to say.”

She looks between Liam, Zayn and Caroline, who puts her hand on Helen’s forearm and then Helen takes a breath.

“I’d love to thank you publicly, and well, I know it easier for you now, and well no time like the pre-.”

Zayn shakes his head, glancing at Liam as he does who gives  a brief nod of agreement, before he says. 

“Caroline told us you told the kids that it was a present from Father Christmas, and well you can’t go back on that, let them believe that, let them believe in that till they get bored of ballet or are too old to care and are just so in love with doing  it that all they’ll be is grateful they were here, and we’ll be the coolest secret Father Christmasses the world’s seen for as long as you need.”

Caroline snorts out a laugh, “That was such a lovely speech Malik, and then you messed it up with coolest anything.”

Zayn narrows his eyes, then shrugs and says, “True.”  

Right at the same moment Liam does. 

Caroline opens her mouth, likely to complain about how predictable they are when a bell rings and Helen claps her hands together.

“That’s my cue, or the kids’ cue anyway,” she  glances between the three of them and then takes a step forward closer to Liam and Zayn and she tentatively places a hand on their arms 

“You probably think you know how much this means, but you don’t, you never will and now I’ll just have to make sure that I listen 120 more times than I normally would to your music, but even then that would never be enou  gh, please come and see us anytime.”

Liam smiles, places his hand on top of the one that’s resting on his arm and says.

“We will.”

She manages half a smile, the tears threatening again, and then she’s gone. 

They watch after as she disappears and then Caroline clears her throat and they turn to her, before she starts to walk in the direction of their seats, before she turns briefly.

“She’s right, you know, you two, you’re not that bad for a pair of soppy losers in love you know.”

Zayn and Liam grin at her, smug expressions threatening to break their faces.

“She loves us Liam.”

“She does Zed, she can’t help it.” 

As they reach the seats, she sweeps her hand in a  gesture that says,”After you,” and they feel the gentle nudge of a knee against their arses as they find their seats.

“Just be grateful it’s not a slap round the chops you cheeky sods, never too old for an arse kicking.”

They sit down then,  glance at each other, the three of them smiling before the sound of sleigh bells fills the air.

“Break a leg Brooklyn,” murmurs Zayn as the lights dim, and the spotlight finds the stage.

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sami zayn { spiders }

   NOTE: So earlier, I posted this idea I had for a one shot. I got several different names and as a result, I’m writing a few different versions of the idea. This one is Sami Zayn’s and it resulted from me wanting to write a slightly more dominant Sami and lots of fluff. Because yasss. So this is the first one, it is Sami Z x reader. 

   TAGGING: @alexablss who is like.. my rad partner in crime. I enjoy talkin to you, girl! Also, since @believe-that-001 liked my last Sami Zayn thing, I tagged ya. Hope it’s okay? If anyone else wants to be tagged ( since I can’t / don’t take requests ) feel free to say something. – Love, Amber

  WARNINGS: Partial nudity, steamy makeout, Amber’s potty mouth ( because I have headcanons about Sami and Swearing…) and yahhh. That’s it basically.

Originally posted by msgem

I hate the eight legged, jillion eyed fuckers, okay? And normally, if I even think I see one, a panic attack of epic proportions occurs. I’m not really sure why, but anyway.. I’d just stepped out of the shower when I felt something crawling down my chest. When I looked down, I screamed bloody murder and swatted at the damn thing, sending it flying, but by then, I’d done it.

I’d woken up my sleeping room mate, Sami. And almost as soon as he stepped into the bathroom, sleepy eyed with his curly red hair sticking up every which way, yawning and staring at me as if I’d lost my damn mind, I felt infintely guilty for waking him because his flight had gotten in at 2, which mean he’d only gotten a solid 3 hours of sleep.
I didn’t feel guilty enough to not launch my nearly naked form against him, hiding my face in his chest as I shook like I’d just witnessed a fucking murder, but I did feel guilty.

“I’m sorry, I just.. Spider.. On my body..” I muttered into his skin, trying to calm down.  Sami groaned quietly and at the time, I honestly figured that it had more to do with me screaming him awake over a stupid spider than any affect I may or may not be having on him..

It hit me a few seconds later when I actually met his gaze… Normally, Sami is the kind of guy who flusters really, really easily.. I mean super easily. I’ve walked around in a t shirt and panties before, just to go grab something out of the dryer to put on and he spent the entirety of the next three hours apologizing because he’d seen me and stammering, or blushing when he’d look at me. This morning, that wasn’t the case. Maybe it was the lack of sleep the poor guy had gotten, maybe it was something else, but.. I felt his lips brush my forehead as his hands moved slowly up and down my bare back.. It hit me that we were both standing there shirtless and his skin felt… warm, comfortable against mine. I could feel the defined chest muscles, the steady and calming thump of his heart as it beat and I bit my lower lip.

“Did you see where it went?” he asked, his voice thicker and somehow, I swear to God, the Canadian accent even sounded more pronounced somehow. His eyes met mine and there was no… Like normally, he’d not be able to meet my eyes if he saw me in any state of undress and I’ve spent the better part of nearly six months since he moved in trying to figure out why, but he was holding my gaze now.

“I.. I don’t know.. I was kinda more worried about keeping it off my tatas.” I muttered the words quietly, stammering just a little as I felt the insides of my thighs getting slick. The way he was acting right now was really turning me on.. Then again, it seems like everything about him lately sort of turns me on. Even the little things…

To my surprise, rather than go red faced, he chuckled, muttered something that vaguely sounded like he’d said “Can’t have that happening.” before disappearing into  the bathroom, appearing in the hallway again a few minutes later with a  magazine, the spider smooshed neatly on top of it.

He threw it in the garbage and then his eyes met mine again. Sheepishly, I muttered an apology. I actually apologized pretty profusely and he shook his head, he shrugged it off.. I swallowed hard when I realized that naturally, we’d migrated closer to one another. His hand lingered at my hip and my hand lingered at his chest. When our hips really brushed, I couldn’t resist anymore and I moved even closer, closing the distance between our bodies so that there was no space left. My fingers played along his chest and I bit my lip as I looked up at him and after a few seconds, I managed to thank him.

“It’s not a big deal. The spider wasn’t even really that big.. I mean not that I blame you for being scared in the first place.” he trailed off, hints of that more awkward side peeking through again for a moment as he shook his head, muttered to himself about how he needed to shut the fuck up before he made things awkward.. But he had me curious, I wanted to know what he was wanting to say so badly.

“I was going to say that I was glad I was the one who was here, who got to kill it? Instead of some other guy?” he bit his lip, his hand smoothed over the back of his head and he swore to himself quietly. It clicked for me then, just what he was hinting at and just why he got so easily flustered around me.

It also hit me why I continued to fluster him and flirt with him… I wanted him back.. I wanted him just as much, if not more.

“Me too.” I admitted, eyes locked on his lips, my own tingling for a taste of his kiss.. A taste that he obliged me a few seconds later when he picked me up, sat me down on the double vanity counter in the bathroom and I wrapped my legs around him, purely on instinct. He gasped against my lips as he rubbed against me, purely on accident, and I knew he had to feel it, I was soaked through. I was practically dripping wet.

“Fuck.” he captured my lip between his teeth, nipping at it, his tongue parting my lips seconds later as his fingers tangled in my hair and his hand went across the back of my neck, pulling my mouth into his even deeper. “Sami?” his name left my lips in the form of a question and it was enough to give him pause, make him look at me.

“Did you not want me to kiss you? Shit.. I’m..”
{ It’s so fucking cute how he does that.} I thought dumbly to myself before quickly shaking my head no, adding in a breathless tone that I’d wanted him to kiss me, but I honestly hadn’t thought he’d ever do it, or that he’d ever even want to kiss me. “Oh no, no.. Trust me.. I wanted you to do that.” I muttered the words against his lips as I slid my arms up, around his neck and played with the hair at the nape of his neck as I put everything into kissing him back.

His hands gripped me tighter, moving me even closer to him as he looked down at me and let out this low growl of approval, tongue slowly trailing over his lip. “I want..” he started, going silent.. He was trying to figure out the best way to say something, I could tell by the thoughtful look in his eyes.. I bit my lip and looked up at him, trying to get myself back under control.

“Yeah?” my lips were back against his again, the word left my mouth and it was swallowed by his when he nipped at my lips hungrily, hands gliding up and down my sides before the one drifted back to my hair and neck to pull me into the kiss deeper.

“I want to be the guy who kills the spiders.” he mumbled the words, breaking the kiss to look at me, almost as if he were waiting on me to answer. I nodded, trailing my fingertip down his chest. “I want to be the girl who flusters you so badly that you almost throw an entire root beer on the kitchen floor.” and he chuckled a little, leaning in. “You  already are.”

“Well then, Sami, you definitely already are.”

anonymous asked:

do you think ot5 reunion is till the endgame? i have read all your Zayn leaving stunt master posts. most of your predictions have come true. And what do you think of Niall's reply in the latest radio interview? the one that he said he didn't know whether it's ot4 or ot5. i started thinking about this stunt because of you. thank you.

Yes, I think OT5 is the endgame after the hiatus.  I think we were looking at it heading that way in March last year and then things got delayed… yet again. However, we’ve started a new round of reconciliation stuff that looks very promising.  You can check my slow but sure reconciliation narrative tag to see everything.

I think the question to Niall was planned just like the question to Zayn during IDWLF promo was planned, having Louis talk about Pillowtalk during the Brits promo was planned, and having Zayn and Niall briefly interact at the AMAs was planned.  They’re laying the groundwork so that people get used to the idea again.  They’re easing people into it rather than having it be a massive shock.

Of course it doesn’t sound overwhelmingly positive to have Niall say “we’ll have to see, we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it”, but in a situation where they’ve pretended for 2 years that Zayn was on the outs with everyone, they’re not going to just dive back in and say “oh, yeah, it’ll be OT5″.  

In this type of situation where normally someone wouldn’t mention Zayn or OT5 at all, bringing it up is as good as saying “stay tuned for this next”.  It was brought up because they wanted it to be brought up. There’s a change coming in the narrative that they need to convey and it’s not “no, this can never happen”.  As long as the answer’s not outright “no”, it’s as good as “yes” in this case.  They’re getting people thinking about it again on purpose.

I’m really glad to hear that you started wondering about the stunt because of things I said.  I know that there are some fans that won’t ever think twice about it, but if anyone has an open mind to seeing that shady stuff is going down, that’s all for the better.

Thanks to @starboyhaz for keeping me entertained during my seven hour layover (and beyond) and for helping me flesh out this fluffy fluffball of a lil drabble

“So that’s how it’s gonna be, huh? have to be the joker?” Zayn’s eyebrow quirks up when he sees the black and gray attire, easily towering over the littler red and green suit. 

Not that Sasha looks worried about this height difference. Her hand is still gripped tightly in Liam’s, smiling ear-to-ear. 

Seeing her smile widen even further at his reaction, Zayn continues melodramatically, “I see how it is in this household.” He scoffs. “First, my husband takes my place to be Batman.” Giving him a hard stare, he then turns his attention downwards. “And you,” he slaps his hand over his heart. “My own daughter betrayed me by being my near and dear sidekick, Robin.”

At this, she fully bursts into giggles. Watching her, Liam just smiles down at her, sliding his other fisted hand in her direction. She taps it, giving the most gracious fistbump Zayn has ever seen.

And, okay. If Zayn was ever going to dress up to be the Joker, he’d want it to be with his two favorite people in the world. 

“Fine.” He rolls his eyes good-naturedly. Thinking for a moment, he adds, “But next year, when I’m Superman and my little girl is Lois Lane…” He waits until he sees her face light up at the idea. “You get to be the…” He pauses to catch Liam’s eye. “Err. The kryptonite.”

Liam tries to hold back a laugh but fails, the choked sound erupting from his mouth. “The… what now? Care to repeat that, Zayn?” He bites his lip to suppress another laugh. “I didn’t know one could dress up as kryptonite.” 

Zayn shrugs. “I’m sure you can figure something out.” He takes a step closer. “I mean, I have to figure out some way to be the Joker tonight, no thanks to you two.” He tries to hide his fondness with fake scorn, but fails miserably.

“Love you, Daddy,” Sasha says happily, pulling her hand from Liam’s to run over and slip it into Zayn’s unsuspecting hand.

“Love you, too, my dear,” Zayn coos as he squeezes her hand lightly. “Now, come on. Let’s go figure out my costume.” He turns around to squint his eyes at Liam. “We’ll leave Liam here to think about what he’s done.”

Zayn isn’t surprised when he feels a gentle slap to the back of the head. “Wanker,” Liam whispers, quiet enough so that Sasha won’t hear.

Sasha pouts at Zayn’s words, so Zayn sighs, pretending to think it over. “Alright, he can come. But only if he hands out the candy to the trick or treaters tonight.”

“Deal,” Liam says, quickly moving to stand to the other side of Sasha. He reaches for her free hand. “Couldn’t think of a better way to spend my evening.”

anonymous asked:

But let's talk about the fact that before Liam fell Zayn was already looking at him, waiting for him, "come to me, my love" his body says. I'm gonna go cry bye.

Anon, I can’t believe you would bring this into my inbox on such a beautiful fall day; we are officially in a fight BUT ALSO YES LET’S TALK ABOUT IT!!!!!

Tbh nothing makes me want to lift a city bus over my head more than tiny pea pod Zayn so surely exposing his crush on little seedling Liam. I mean……..

Okay, Zayn.



Never mind.

I’ve never been prouder. 

I know a few years into their future, Zayn would call Liam “brave,” but Zayn was clearly speaking from experience. Because putting yourself out there like that ^^ isn’t easy!

But also! I have to add that I’m personally of the opinion Liam fell just as hard, probably just as soon as Zayn. And sometimes I think maybe he wasn’t totally sure how to express it publicly like Zayn was, but then other times………




Liam pls.

*prolonged screeching*

See, Liam could have decided to chill out at any point and he just……didn’t???? 

What did we do to deserve this? Pass the tissues, anon. 😭😭

(Thanks for stopping by!!!!! xx)


When Everything Comes Crashing Down

Chapter Sixteen

“Harry, you couldn’t have known. There’s no way that you could have known.”

“I know,” he murmurs. “I mean, I know, I just- I can’t stop thinking back, trying to remember if there were any signs, or just anything that should have been a red flag for how insane she is and – I can’t think of anything. And it makes me sick. She’d been the reason Zayn died – the reason everyone’s lives got flipped upside down – the whole time, and I… I was with her. I slept with her. I shared a bed with her, I bought a house with her, I- I was prepared to spend my life with her. It makes me sick.”

Me too, Niall thinks, but doesn’t say.

“And- I can’t figure out why I couldn’t see it,” Harry says. “I was so sure that you had nothing to do with it. I knew that you couldn’t have. If I could see that- If I could see that, then why couldn’t-“

“You can’t think like that,” Niall says softly, shaking his head. “That’s not the same thing.”

“Maybe not, but- It feels like it is.”

anonymous asked:

So I saw a headline for SGT and it mentions it being really raunchy but then I'm reading through some fans interpretations of it and it's almost funny to me how mainstream will take it as a "raunchy party video" while the fans try to see the deeper meaning to it and really try to connect it to Zayn and everything he's been through. Hope I don't sound like I'm nitpicking. What are your thoughts on it?

Anonymous said:

hi sasha, how are you? hope you’re having a good day! 😘 was just wondering what do you think of sgt mv?            

Hi nonnie(s). I’m well, thanks for asking. I do see the video as a meditation on Zayn’s experiences. The biggest hint would be shooting the video at the Zerrie stunt house. Videos are staged and so was everything we saw from that house. Fiction on top of fiction. Clever.

I find it a statement on fame. He’s in the middle of the action, but still feeling disconnected because you’re often surrounded by people who are enamored with your fame and wealth, but not you the person. The booze, sex and weed are for sure the trappings of stardom. I think at times Zayn has felt like a spectator in his own life, rather than an active participant.

Also the monkey and the alligator pinged as a shout out to the 1D days as well as the overall wild party theme. 1D’s done all of that. Except now the gator is real (maybe a metaphor for the perils of their journey) instead of inflatable, the party is a lot more adult and Zayn is a lot more jaded. 

Remember the days when there wasn’t even a hand of color in the “Night Changes” video? And remember how 1DHQ tripped over themselves lying about why (It was an assistant! It was Sophia!)?? Now we’ve got a video full of POC. Progress. I appreciate the little victories.

anonymous asked:

Hi Toni! I saw in one of rodger's tweets someone calling them a "she". Have they anywhere mentioned who they are? Maybe the person tweeting them could be guessing, just wanting though to ask you if you know anything about them. They sure seem a great zayn stan and friendly ot4,but there's always a question if they are more than that due to their tweets. Also the grimora gringe worthy moment was akward just for us or for gp too? Haven't dare to seen it.

Hi anon,

I don’t think it’s a ‘she’ - I also don’t think it’s just a fan and I also don’t think it’s management.  Just check my tags for Rodger and you’ll see I’ve said that from pretty much the start and see no reason to change my mind at all. 

I have made other observations but I’d rather enjoy having them there as a positive thing and that he can be a voice for Zayn to a point.

As for Grimora (lmao that made me laugh) well Daily Mail mention it but the comments are mainly about ‘Oh she’s got 2 kids rather than just 1′ and ‘he’s so immature’  which is just so annoying plus ‘He looks so young’ among many others.

But I did laugh at this bit in light of Liam’s video saying ‘we’re about to watch a film’  less than half an hour before X factor started and she was on first.  +

Also, lol @ ‘the wonderful Mr. Cowell’   Just made me think of the MITS in 2015 +

sad canon ziall inspired by this quote

The little checkmark next to Zayn’s name remains just as pale and un-checked as it has since September when Niall’d sent him ‘Eid mubarak mate! how ya been keepin ?’.

He knows Zayn’s probably just changed numbers and forgotten to email him the new one. Or left his phone down the sofa cushion all - three months. Or maybe he saw it and forgot to reply or - the point is, there could be loads of reasons he hasn’t texted back.

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