liam payne train

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I’m sorry but this gif fucks me up so much.

1) Like look how big Liam’s hands are on Zayn’s shoulders

2) Look how gentle Liam is being with his trashcan lid hands on Zayn’s smol body

3) Liam looks like a mother trying to comfort a child, trying to reassure him that everything is going to be okay and that he will be there the whole time supporting him

4) Liam ducks down to get a good look at Zayn’s face to make sure he’s doing alright, and to make sure he’s not uncomfortable or nervous

5) Zayn isn’t even affected by Liam’s affection because they are constantly touching anyways

6) Zayn’s little wave and the innocent way he’s looking into the camera makes him look extra smol

7) Zayn in all black and his tattoos look hot as fucK

8) Liam in that Payne Train suit makes me sweat

9) Louis is looking around like “Are y’all seeing this domestic shit”

10) Harry won’t even look at them, same Harry what the fuck are they even doing?

Liamy you deserve all of this

Goosebumps

“Come on…give me a kiss,” he says stepping in front of you, cornering you from the fridge. You don’t look at him and give a pout. You were currently giving him a silent treatment. Earlier that day, you and (c/n) were cuddling on the couch, all until (c/n) did what you specifically told him you weren’t in the mood for. He tickled you. It all started simple until he set a hand on your waste, lazily grazing up and down until goosebumps rose. It was a simple mistake, he smirked and all within two seconds he quickly wiggled his fingers back and forth. This jolted you into a shock, causing you to roll right off the couch onto the floor. It sent him into a fit of giggles but you into a series of groans from the contact of the ground. You stand up and walk into the kitchen ignoring his pleas to come back to him. He instantly stands up from the couch and walks over to you. “Please baby, when will you talk to me,” he asks putting his arms on either side of you. “Come on please smile. I know you love me,” he says nuzzling his nose against yours. You look up into his eyes, still pouting. He stares at you and smiles. You know what he’s up to when he suddenly crosses his eyes, getting a huff out of you. You do what you probably wouldn’t do but you didn’t want to stay mad at him. You decided to kiss him anyway. He raises his eyebrows in surprise of how fast it took you to crack but he soon relaxes into the kiss while pushing you against the cold metallic fridge, once again causing goosebumps to rise on your skin.

✨🍑 another larrie follow train 🍑✨

Yo yo my babies. Let’s start another follow train, because who doesn’t like gaining new fabulous mutuals?! You know the rules, reblog this post and follow all the beautiful larries/louies/harries who reblogged before you!

✨Also follow me if you feel like it, that would be groovy. I’m friendly I promise, let’s be pals. ✨

Happy gaining my dudes!!

i literally have 0 reason for this i just want followers follow train

I know that I (and tons or others) have crazily benefited from making/reblogging follow trains, and I ALSO know that quite a few of us are trying to meet our end of the year goals! So here’s a follow train specifically for us thirsty 1d bloggers. 

  • I follow back anyone who asks (even in the tags or in my ask or wherever)
  • so just reblog
  • follow some people (and follow me if you want!!)
  • hopefully meet your end of the year goal!!

good luck you guys!! wishing everyone a super great holiday season!!

Star student - Liam (SMUT WARNING)

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“Jab. Jab. Right hook. Jab.”

You followed your instructors orders as quick as he could say them, jabbing at the red, hanging bag in front of you. A few weeks ago your parents decided to surprise you and sign you up for boxing lessons, not even for self - defense but just for the fun of it. You were 19 years old, clearly capable of making your own decisions and choosing what to take up, so at first you weren’t going to go but when you passed the community centre, one day after college, you knew you had to. Because of him. That damn instructor.

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