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this past month’s ziam ao3 feed

heeeeello! im sorry this took so damn long lmao but life gets hard when you have to study :P remember to leave kudos and comments!

fics posted/updated from October 1st to November 4th

How I met my lover by sextustarquinius

Zayn is a digital influencer that has got some visibility in the last few months, he’s not as big as others but he got some public. He created his channel to speak about his transition and his experiences as a trans gay guy. And, as he’s been doing since he showed his face in the internet for the first time, he decided to tell his followers a story: a story of how fate brought Zayn and Liam together.

Pour Up (‘Cause I Want a Taste) [COMIC] by ziamflowers

werewolf!liam x vampire!zayn comic for the month of october~

see inside for more info!

Fence thief by Mystic_charlie

Zayn get’s notified by some movement in his front yard, a young attractive man stealing his fence

Broom Set by NoStarkSir

He knew he should have done a proper research, he knew damn well but hey blowjobs aren’t rocket science right? Right?!?! That’s what Zayn thought before rushing into the closest room dragging along the poor co-worker.

Someone To Lose (Ziam) by LateNightTales (wip)

Precious is your first name.

Zayn Malik was always a quite rebellious teenager, growing up with his best friend across the street brought the two families together. But now that he’s traveled, get’s heartbroken and sick of his life, at the age of 24 he comes home for Thanksgiving.

Based on the movie The Oranges.

Or the one where Zayn starts a relationship with his ex-best friend’s dad, Mr. Payne.

Come back to me by NoStarkSir

Liam was acting weird during weeks and Zayn didn’t know why. One day he receive an mail with tickets to Canada in Liam’s name.

Piece By Piece by LonelyAquarian (wip)

After 18 years of marriage to lawyer Harry Styles, Liam is shocked when Harry announces he’s ending their marriage and shacking up with Louis Tomlinson. Liam retreats to the house of his best friend Niall, who helps him destroy much of Harry’s property, earning him house arrest. While Harry prepares for the trial of a corrupt client, Liam is courted by Zayn Malik, an affectionate moving man who restores Liam’s faith in life and in love, piece by piece.

Money Moves by mmaree (wip)

“I’ll cut straight to the chase,” Liam announces. He leans forward, and Zayn is met with steely eyes and steepled fingers. “I’m willing to offer you fifty grand if you’ll enter into a small…partnership with me. This would be in addition to your salary at Payne Innovations, of course. Think of it as a bonus.”

Zayn narrows his eyes. “What kind of partnership?”

“A fake engagement.”

“Oh,” Zayn says, relieved it’s nothing illegal. “Wait—what?”

“A fake engagement,” his boss repeats slowly, as if he’s convinced Zayn’s comprehension skills are significantly lacking. “For six months. Maybe less if I can pull it off sooner but don’t worry—you’ll be paid the full sum regardless of how long it takes.”

Zayn’s suspicious, and he doesn’t even know why. There’s nothing to be suspicious of because, clearly, Liam’s lost the plot. Zayn’s having a conversation with a complete nutter. There’s no other reasonable explanation.

He clears his throat, searches Liam’s eyes for a sign he’s taking the piss. “How long what takes?”

A smile plays at Liam’s lips. “For me to be hired as the CTO at Titan Technologies.”

~ Fake Engagement AU with Boss!Liam and Secretary!Zayn ~

Picture Perfect by Laziam (MItCheLlInE)

A wrong decision in his past made Liam’s life a misery and now he is trying to make amends. Along the way, there are more surprises than he had bargained for.

Re-Prom by StoryAnonGuy33

“Wait…guys, that’s a great idea!” Zayn stated, almost a little too loudly. “The special night out?” Harry asked, looking a little startled. “No, the one about recreating prom. We could have our own little personal night and then…he could remember that instead of the old one” Zayn commented.

Or where Liam’s prom wasn’t the happiest memory and Zayn has an idea to change it.

The Power of Payne by OllyCudmore (wip, rape/non-con warning)

Alpha Liam Payne has just moved to the small town of Autumn Plains with his parents. In a world where most alphas have already claimed an omega by their nineteenth birthday, Payno is on the prowl…

Love Drunk by Mystic_charlie (mcd warning)

Zayn meets up with Liam Payne to sing a collab it turns into something they would have never suspected….

His Heart Hides Such Unimaginable Things by thebeehive (wip)

Liam read the Press Release and tried not to groan out loud:

“One Direction announces the opening act of the North American leg of their 'Bring Back the Heat’ Tour. This summer they are hitting the road with new material and a unique opening act: R&B artist ZAYN.”

Would Liam survive the next leg of their tour?

iT’s YoU by SpookyFaces

Popular, handsome and athletic Liam Payne has nothing in common with Zayn Malik, the bad-boy of the school, who wears leather jackets, combat boots and spends his lunch breaks with a cigarette and a sketchbook in his hands. There is something mysterious, something strange about him. Rumors say the half of his family has tragically died a few years ago. And there is something tragic about him. The way he walks alone in the hallways, the way he barely talks to anyone, except his stupid, curly friend.

Liam hates him. He hates his honey-colored eyes, his stupidly long eyelashes, his unbelievably long fingers, his raven-black hair and mesmerizing lips.

Yeah, he obviously hates him.

“Obviously” - Louis agrees, wiggling his eyebrows.

Magic in the Air by IfullybelieveLarry (wip)

Liam Payne used to be a simple lad. He’d stay at home to take care of the house and his sisters while his mom worked many different jobs to keep the family afloat. One day he gets a letter from a school he had never heard of. Kinsworth, Institute for the Magically Gifted. After leaving home to attend this school, he meets Zayn Malik, and his entire world gets flipped around, more than it already had been.

Until the End of Time by theyinlove

Zayn Malik lives a pretty decent life. He’s got an incredible family, a nice little place for him and his three sweethearted dogs, an amazing group of friends, and a good, stable job. Aside from the bouts of depression he may occasionally fall into and the intense anxiety he battles, he feels good about where he is in his life.

His mother and very best friend push that he needs to branch out, find love. He’d been surrounded by love all of his life that he’d never really given much of a care about being in love. He has had enough failed relationships that he was okay with it being him and his dogs and his decent life.

But what do you get when a hunky fireman, who also happens to be a piece of sunshine on earth, walks into a bar? You get a cautious of love man realizing that, shit, maybe some people might be worth the risk of heart break.

Arguments happen in the best relationships… by d0nt_t0uch_m3

A short Ziam Fan fiction about an argument the two have…

Prison Novel by ziamfalsete1D (wip)

Living in prison is not easy and Zayn knows it. After a complaint, he ended up in the place where all the criminals fled, just as the devil flees from the Christ. But his luck was not so generous. Now he’s going to have to face the prisoner’s life and deal with his companions without causing confusion and get in more trouble. But everything gets complicated when he meets Liam Payne and he decides to make Malik’s life even bigger hell. The two do not get along and Malik wants distance. But just as his arrest was something he could not prevent, other things can happen as well. He just did not expect it to happen to him. When one does not want, they do not fight but when two fight it is because they want to. They just need to figure it out before it’s too late.

Nice Piece Of Art by LZSHIP (wip, mcd & rape/non-con warnings)

Liam’s depression and decision to end his life lands him in the psychiatric unit of a Brooklyn hospital where he meets Zayn, whom he might have already met before.

Shawcross Park by Niler (wip)

Liam isn’t a singer, a dancer or even a builder.

Zayn is one of the above.

Talking To The Moon by LZSHIP (wip)

AU where Liam suddenly knows that Zayn is out there. Somewhere else. Somewhere far away. But he’s there. Just where?

In Reality by Mystic_charlie (wip, mcd & rape/non-con warnings)

after a fatal incident in Zayn’s life he finds himself in a terrible foster home with bad depression, he goes to highschool with his best friend Harry and his sassy boyfriend Louis.

Everyday Zayn gets picked on by the same kid everyday, a lot of the time he doesn’t know why but his sisters use to say that guys pick on you when the like you, Zayn didn’t believe that though, he hated Liam as much as Liam hated him and he hoped it was Hate

Five Time Ziam Almost Kissed + One Time They Did by Claudii85

Liam looked over at Zayn to make sure his friend was okay with the idea of kissing him. Zayn nodded slightly and Liam let out a relieved sigh. He would have been crushed if Zayn had refused. Liam knew it was only for the game, he had to remind himself none of this was real but he would have been crushed anyway.

Already Came True by JoMouse

Liam’s birthday just sucks this year.

Until it doesn’t.

Then There’s This Fairy Tale by EstherRomanov (wip)

Liam Payne knew better than to follow a white rabbit during prom night. But he still did it, and now he’s sucked into a royal drama stuffed with fairies, knights, wizards, dragons, evil queens, and flying cats.

The one where Liam is just a high school student attending prom night, Zayn is a wizard with a talking parrot, Niall is the Cheshire cat who likes flirting with King Louis, Louis and Harry are kings of two warring kingdoms now ready to sign a peace treaty, Ashton and Luke are the kings’ brothers who must marry as part of the agreement, Calum is Luke’s loyal manservant who’s been in love with for so long, and Michael is Liam’s stepbrother back in the human world who must explain to their parents why his brother suddenly went missing.

The New Teacher by mmaree (wip)

Being a novice teacher is tough, but being a novice teacher at Payne Academy is even tougher. Fortunately for Zayn, the other teachers on the staff seem friendly enough…at first.

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Or the one where Zayn’s dream job slowly turns into his worst nightmare. And his worst nightmare may or may not be named Dr. Payne.

Bulletproof Picasso by LZSHIP (wip)

Zayn loves his job as a teacher. He loves it, but what he really needs is a distraction from the stress of his everyday life. Fate decides to deliver just that in the form of a deliciously handsome new teacher, Liam Payne.

A teacher…right?

Right part of me by Marchessa (wip)

Zayn is a stubborn and hot-headed omega, who doesn’t give his submission easily. Liam is the pack leader of the greatest pack in the world. Louis is a badass warrior, who supports Liam’s every stupid decision because they’re like brothers, he also loves Harry who is a really kind person and likes to help others. Niall is the heart and soul of the pack. They also fight demons. Do you need anything else? *** The situation with the missing omega is tense. Liam is furious, and they are running out of time.

Champagne, Cocaine, Gasoline. by SpookyFaces (wip)

Liam should have known it was a bad idea to live in the same house with four other people.

It’s not that he doesn’t love his boys. He definitely loves fishing out Harry’s wild curls from his food, or sharing the bathroom with the drama-queen named Louis fucking Tomlinson. He loves how Niall brings home tons of different girls every night, forgetting to send them home in the mornings, so Liam has to apologize for him and lead them out of the house. And of course - he adores Zayn Malik. A drug-addict with unbelievably long eyelashes and unhealthy obsession with weird art.

Oh, and there are three dogs that Harry dragged home from the streets. And a cat Zayn stole from the shelter.

Yeah, that’s it, so far. They live in one house. They try not to kill each-other. Most of the times they fail. Good thing they’ve got a big basement to hide a body, just in case.

Say It by deniallisstrong

Zayn snorts but rolls over onto his back to face Liam, popping one eye open. “You could never look like an idiot.”

Liam rolls his eyes. “Even I know you’re lying. Come on, you can’t flatter your way out of this.”

(Or, where Liam attempts to wake Zayn up so they can go see France. Basically, it’s all fluff, so enjoy.)

So Take Me to the Paradise in Your Eyes by deniallisstrong (wip)

hey, what’s up? he tries. No, too simple for being a number he stole off of a textbook.

i think fate meant to bring us together ;) No. That one, on the other hand, is way too much. Shaking his head to clear out all of his other terrible ideas, he tries one last time. hey, i think u forgot to clear out ur old textbook haha. cuz ur number was still in there. my friend said i should text it, so… hi lol

(Or, where Liam finds Zayn’s number in his textbook, and Louis prods him until he texts it. Things go downhill from there) [A Fetus Uni AU]

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someonezany · 7 years ago

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Hey! I’m sure I’ve already posted this snippet of chapter 1 of one of my wips, but I think I must have deleted it for someone silly reason. Anyway I’m posting again cause I need a link for a fic tag challenge post that I’m working on. It was inspired by the pics of Zayn and Liam pics of walking in the rain in New York. Thanks 🙂

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Chapter One - A storm is coming

New York. The city that never sleeps.

Well Liam could certainly attest to that, having been woken up at the arse crack of dawn by a group of rowdy revellers coming back to their hotel room, which unfortunately just happened to be directly across the hallway from his room.

So that’s how he found himself aimlessly walking the streets of New York at this early hour, even though it was raining (luckily he was smart enough to borrow an umbrella from the hotel lobby), and even though he really had no idea where he was going. But the longer and further he walked the less he found himself minding that he wasn’t still snuggled under the soft duvet of his hotel bed, as he took in the array of unusual building, both old and new, as well as all the eclectic mix of people that made this city one of the most interesting Liam had ever visited.

And after a half hour or so of exploring even the inconvenience of persistent rain didn’t seem so bad, although the same couldn’t be said for his ever increasing hunger. Each cafe or restaurant he passed, with the delicious aroma of coffee and freshly cooked bacon wafting out onto to the street, increasingly driving home the point that he was yet to have any breakfast. So any tourist tendencies he may have enjoyed were now superseded with the need for food, as he vowed to stop at the next decent looking place he came across.

As it turned out though, breakfast would have to wait, because that’s when it happened. A random occurrence if you will. Perhaps some would say a strange twist of fate. Maybe even destiny, if Liam believed in that sort of thing.

And the form Liam’s supposed destiny had decided to take on this day?

Zayn Malik, literally walking back into his life after so many years had passed.

And how?

Well, initially Liam had been distracted in his attempts to navigate one of the city’s old cobble stone streets, potentially hazardous at the best of times, but even more so when slippery from the rain. But that was until he lifted his gaze, coincidentally just as this very much unexpected face from the past turned the corner at the end of the block.

There Zayn was, in all his glory, walking directly towards him; head slightly bowed, with his hoodie pulled up over his head in a futile attempt to protect him from the rain.

It had been seven years. Seven long years since he’d last born witness to that beautiful face. Seven years that had changed Liam in so, so many ways, but apparently at-least one that hadn’t. His reaction to seeing Zayn.

That familiar feeling of seemingly all the air in his lungs leaving in one go. His heart rate increasing, so much so that he could hear the thud, thud, thud inside his head. His palms going sweaty and the hairs on the back of his neck prickly up in an instant.

This is what Zayn did to him; what he had always done to him. Just seeing him for a split second and he was already feeling so overcome with emotion.

So that’s why he made the split second decision to turn around, fully intending to walk away from Zayn as quickly as he could in the opposite direction. Because as much as there was a part of him that wanted to see Zayn, speak to Zayn, be in his presence just one more time; there was a bigger part that was scared, scared of the emotions he could already feel stirring up inside him, feelings he had buried down deep long ago. Feelings he had no great desire to confront once again.

Best laid plans and all that though, because no sooner had he taken a retreating step away from Zayn and his past, did he hear his name being called in that distinct Bradford accent, still as thick as it always was, and in that moment he knew he had no other choice but to turn back around and face his ex.

“Leeyum. I thought it was you,” Zayn marvelled, as arrived just a few meters from Liam on the sidewalk.

“Hey,” Liam replied meekly, hand lamely raising in a weird sort of wave, as guilt washed over him for trying to avoid Zayn.

“I was worried you hadn’t heard me calling after you for a minute, but then I saw you turn around, so yeah, obviously you did,” Zayn went on, voice trailing of as he finished speaking. He bowed his head then, and Liam knew from years of observing this man that it meant he was feeling uncomfortable and probably a little embarrassed too.

All of this just made Liam feel even worse, because the only person who should’ve felt any embarrassment was him. So he immediately went about rectifying the situation, in the only way he knew how—making a lame joke.

“Yeah, well I heard this thick Bradford accent and I got to say it was such a shock to the system to hear that in the middle of a New York street that it took me a moment to realise it was my name being called!” Liam teased, plastering on his best happy grin in hopes of easing any tension between them.

Thankfully, it seemed to work, as that familiar little giggle of Zayn’s made a welcome appearance, along with his just as familiar, nose crinkling smile.

“Well I see your habit of cracking lame jokes hasn’t changed then, Li,” Zayn observed, shaking his head in that long-suffering, but still fond way of his.

Liam smiled, a real one this time, relieved that at least they were still able to gently rib each other without it feeling to awkward.

“So what brings you to New York? You on holidays?” Zayn asked, removing his hood as the rain finally eased, revealing a shaved head and a whole host of new tattoos that definitely weren’t there last time Liam saw Zayn.

“Umm,” Liam stumbled, still distracted by how different Zayn looked now. “Yes. With Mum and Dad. Me, Nic and Ruth surprised them with a trip here for their fortieth wedding anniversary.”

“And you decided to tag along?” Zayn interjected, a little smirk tugging at his lips, which only someone who knew him as well as Liam did would even have noticed.

“Yes,” Liam groaned, with a wink. “And before you ask me why I’d want to come away with me parents as a thirty year old, it was Mum’s idea, not mine. She knew I hadn’t had a decent holiday for a long while, so after a lot of nagging from her, I must say, I eventually gave in. And besides, I’ve being doing my own thing a lot of the time, so it’s not like we’ve been living in each other’s pockets or anything. It’s actually been nice to get to spend some time with them for a change.”

“So you’re still living in London then?”

“Yep. And still working my arse off, so don’t get much chance to get back home, other than for special occasions or at Christmas. But we Skype all the time, so it’s not so bad, ya know?”

As Liam finished talking he couldn’t help but notice a slight grimace on Zayn’s face, realising in a rush the likely insensitivity of him talking about keeping in touch with his family. He could only imagine how much harder it must be for him living half way across the world.

“Sorry. Here I am rabbiting on about keeping in touch my family, when you’ve been living over here and away from yours for so long,” Liam apologised. “So they’re all good then?” he continued, finding himself suddenly feeling a little longing for Zayn’s family as well, who in many ways he’d considered to be just as much his family as his own.

Zayn offered a soft smile in response. “Yeah they’re all doing great thanks. And no need to apologise, Li. It’s not on you, trust me. I get homesick all on me own as well,” he admitted, before his eyes glazed over for a few seconds, staring off into the distance as if recalling something.

“Just this morning, when I was making some coffee to try to wake m’self up to work on a new painting, I just happened to pick up a mug I had gotten special for mum to use when she last here—ya know what she’s like about always wanting her tea in a fucking enormous cup. And it just hit me all of a sudden that I’m going to miss her birthday again this year.”

Zayn sighed deeply then, one which seemed to verge more on the side of resigned than sad, looking back towards Liam as he went on, “It’s sucks, but it’s the life I chose for m’self innit, so I’ve got no real right to complain do I?”

And boy was that a loaded statement. Yeah, the decisions Zayn (and he) had made all those years ago, which ultimately resulted in him making New York his home, had definitely had their fair share of rather monumental consequences. Zayn missing out on family milestones was maybe one that Liam hadn’t really given much thought to, always too focused on everything that he was missing.

But those were things Liam had no desire to revisit in this moment, so he determined to plow ahead—maintain a friendly, but somewhat detached disposition and hopefully they would both get out of this unplanned revisiting of the past relatively unscathed.

In light of that Liam decided to seize on something Zayn had said that he hoped would be far safer territory for them, skilfully avoiding making an sort of comment on Zayn’s last words, as he teased, “So you were up early to paint? Since when does Zayn Malik get up before ten am, unless he absolutely has to?”

“Since he has a deadline coming up for a commission from a demanding fucking client who doesn’t understand little things like inspiration or the creative process,” Zayn elaborated, a note of distain his voice.

“That bad hey? Reminds me of that prick that owned the gallery where you had your first showing back in London. I remember you coming home fuming after spending that first day ironing out the details with him and complaining that he didn’t know art from his arse,” Liam laughed, happy to recall such a fond memory, but then also kind of annoyed with himself for bringing up something from their lives together, when not a minute earlier he’d vowed not to go down that path again.

Luckily Zayn didn’t seem to mind the little impromptu trip down memory lane as he started to laugh along with Liam—and not just any ordinary laugh, no, one of those nose wrinkling, eye crinkling laughs of his. It had always been Liam’s favourite, one that he had witnessed so, so many times it had become indelibly burnt on his psyche. And he would be lying if he was to say it didn’t fill him with an immeasurable amount of pride that he was still able to have this affect on someone who was once so very important to him. Why? Well that was a question for another time.

“Well with a name like Mr. Winterbottom, it seemed an appropriate thing to say!” Zayn joked back.

Liam just shook his head at Zayn’s attempted humour, before his curiosity about why he was out and about this early in the morning finally got the better of him.

“So if you’re supposed to be painting, why are you roaming the streets of Soho in the rain, with no umbrella I might add,” Liam asked, not able to stop himself from teasing Zayn again. “And why all the way down here? Bit of a hike from your apartment innit?”

Zayn quirked an eyebrow at Liam before realisation seemed to set in. “Oh. You’re talking about my old place on the Upper East Side,” Zayn began. “No. I live here in Soho now. Yeah I moved into a new apartment about a month or so back.”

Soho? Zayn lived in Soho now? Soho, where Liam’s hotel was? A hotel he had specifically picked—yes because it wasn’t too expensive and a close enough to most of the things his mum and dad wanted to see. But the main reason? Well it was far enough away from where Zayn lived that there was practically zero risk of accidentally running in to each other. Well obviously fate had different ideas!

“Oh,” Liam mumbled in reply, still trying to wrap his head around this strange turn of events. “So you live close by then?”

“Yeah. Just up there actually,” Zayn confirmed, pointing to a quite old, but still impressive looking building just across the street from where they stood.

Liam gulped. They had the whole bloody island of Manhattan to cohabit. Over a million people and it turns out he’s been less than five minutes walking distance from Zayn this whole time? Fate. Destiny. Whatever force was at play here, sure had a fucking ridiculous sense of humour.

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