#Zayne❤️

[shatinn]

Love and Deepspace - Foreseer Abyssal battle

[boxeom]

(+18, you ride zayne while he wears a cock ring, gn!reader (unspecified anatomy), reader has soft dom vibes, zayne is a bit embarrassed, implied multiple rounds, overstimulation, praising a hardworking man, soft but intense sex, cw. handholding)

(this is for the lovely @prettyboykatsuki who is having a Zayne fueled crash out live on the dash rn and I am nothing if not an enabler of lust)

"..."

"Zayne?"

"O-Oh- I'm sorry, I was...y-yes. I'll tell you."

You watch as Zayne tries to take a deep breath beneath you, chest expanding and slowly falling as he exhales audibly through his nose- his eyes shutting for just a few seconds. The brief moment lets you drink in the sight of your boyfriend beneath you. His handsome face is flushed down to his neck, ears a burning red and brows knitted slightly together in focus. The soft glow of the lamp on the nightstand to your right paints him like some sort of treasured baroque painting depicting Lucifer's fall from Grace, dark hair tousled around his head on the pillow beneath him like a halo clinging to its last sense of purity. You subtly bite your bottom lip. It takes the strength of someone with the patience of a saint to not just utterly destroy this man immediately. You pride yourself on resembling this person somewhat, but your courtesy is slipping through your lips with every breath. Testing the waters, you sink down slowly where Zayne's head catches at your entrance. The both of you are gasping into the air together. Zayne's fingers grip into your hips harshly, nails biting your skin until there's a pinch that has your body shuddering from the slight pain.

"Fuck-" It's rare that Zayne ever curses. Every time he does, it's always so rasped and strained and uncontrolled. It makes your sanity tip a little too far to the unhinged side. Knowing that a man so put together and level headed is reduced to just that- a man- because of you is already a pleasurable enough experience in itself. You keep going until you're resting snug against the softly humming baby blue ring of silicone pressed at Zayne's base, letting out a delirious chuckle at the feeling. He always fills you out like he was made for you and only you. The dull buzz of the ring has his length vibrating subtly within you and it's making you so dizzy. "You're doing so well, Zay," Zayne's mouth twists at your praise in an attempt to hold back the whimper that's lodged in his throat. You get tunnel vision on the way his adam's apple bobs with a heavy swallow and a drop of sweat rolls down his jaw. God, you wish you weren't a better person than just throwing all fucks to the wind and rocking your boyfriend's world until he's in tears. "D-Do you need a second?" You manage to ask, already breathless. Zayne nods quickly, "P-Please, love." You'd think he was almost in pain with the grimace on his face.

You lean down, pressing soft kisses to his lips as your chests meet and your hands cup his face. It takes a tick or two for Zayne to gather himself, but when he does, his big hands are gliding up the curve of your spine before grasping your shoulders to hold you closer. He kisses you slowly and deeply- your tongues tasting the other's greedily as you both adjust to the intensity of the moment. When you feel the tightness in Zayne's muscles loosen and his labored breaths begin to even out, you lift away just a bit. A thin string of shared drool snaps from your parting lips. Warm pools of his cool green gaze watch your every move and your fingers card through Zayne's slightly damp hair. "Can I move, Zay?" Your only reply is a weak and soft nod. You coo softly, kissing the corner of Zayne's eye. "Need you to say it, baby." "Y-You can move..."

You take it steady, wanting to build Zayne and yourself up gradually rather than immediately giving into reckless abandon. Your hips roll leisurely- letting your bodies become more and more in sync with the pleasure washing between you. "This feels so good, Zayne..." The words fall from your heavy tongue with a sweetness that has Zayne pulsing inside you. "T-Turn...turn it up." "Are you sure...?" You eye your boyfriend hesitantly and hope your eagerness isn't too obvious. "I-I," Zayne hisses softly when you swirl your hips just the way he likes, "I can take it."

Well, you certainly can't doubt him after that, can you? Your hand blindly reaches somewhere on the left of the bed, finding the small blush colored remote among the sheets and pressing your thumb at the top button twice. You're moaning out freely at the quick increased level of the ring sandwiched right between where you and Zayne meet, Zayne gritting his teeth as his thighs twitch beneath you and his eyes screw shut. You sit up and brace your hands against Zayne's chest. You can't wait anymore. You drag yourself up before falling back down somewhat slowly, your head dropping between your shoulders with the movement. Zayne is immediately melting underneath you when you find a pace that has your minds falling away. It feels so fucking perfect. Every nerve in your body- from the top of your head do the soles of your feet- is practically singing. With every glide of your hips meeting Zayne's, the vibration of the ring is kissing right against your most sensitive parts.

"Z-Zay," you drawl, "Zay, this is soooo good...it feels so good-" Your eyes flutter open and your brain nearly shortcircuits at the sight you're met with. Zayne's breathing raggedly beneath you, a hand clasped tightly over his mouth and his hooded eyes unfocused yet doing their absolute best to be on you. His nostrils flare and his free hand grips one of your thighs to a point where you know it'll leave bruises in the morning as you unconsciously fuck yourself onto him faster. "Baby, please let me hear you..." You plead, using that voice you know always gets Zayne's heart soft and needy. "You don't have to be embarrassed," your fingers gently wrap around his wrist as you coax his hand away from his mouth. To make sure he doesn't do it again and help ground you both a little, you intertwine your fingers with his tightly and secure his hand against the mattress beside Zayne's head. His grip on you tightens.

You'll never get tired of seeing Zayne like this. He's usually so reserved, so thoughtful of his words. Now, he's grunting and babbling beneath you- his eyes are rolled into the back of his skull and his voice is hoarse and just a bit higher than usual. "Fuckfuckfuck-" It all leaves him with every soft smack of your ass against his lap.

You lose yourself right alongside him.

Your minds are empty, but they are full of each other. And it's a perfect push and pull of what you imagine can be nothing more than heaven itself that lays beneath and within you. The night is long, but it is yours.

It's perfect. He is perfect.

[fineline-b]

this is one of the many reasons why i’ve loved zayn for years. 2013 was a very homophobic/transphobic time and lot of interviewers were trying to shame him and make fun of him for dressing in drag during the best song ever music video. the questions always came with a tone that it was such an outrageous thing for him to do, but zayn embraced it. he was ahead of the time and always said how nice it was to experience being in touch with his feminine side whilst acknowledging how much effort women put in to feel beautiful 🥺

<3

[multifandomsimagine]

Imagine Zayne surprising you on your birthday

— Birthday Present for @cantstoptheimagines —

You let out a groan as you walked up the steps of your apartment building, carefully rotating your shoulder as you attempted to soothe the soreness you felt. It was bad enough that Wanders couldn't give you a break for your birthday - couldn't those Dark Mysts wait until tomorrow to wreak havoc in the No.98 No-Hunt Zone - but with how long the mission took complete, it was way too late to spend time with Zayne. A quick glance at your watch confirmed that thought as the screen flashed 11:11 pm.

Zayne would have just finished his shift at Akso Hospital with the long hours he usually worked. You knew that if you messaged him, he would quickly respond to your text and turn his car around to head over to your apartment. But he already slept so little that you would rather he go to bed and hang out with you the next time he was available.

But as you pulled out your phone to pull up your text thread with Zayne, it would be a lie to say that you didn't feel a bit sad that you couldn't see him on your birthday. He had already sent a sweet happy birthday message and had promised that he would give you your present when you two met up but if you were honest, you would have rather just see him.

Reaching the front door of your place, you quickly entered the key code, ready to shed off your Hunter uniform and pass out of your bed. Pushing open the door, you step inside the dark living room, closing it behind you as your hand moves to the light switch and flick it up. Eyes sweeping the room, you let out a loud gasp and jump up slightly when you spot a familiar bespectacled man in your dining room, platters of pastries and sweets litter your table, and right in the middle of it is a beautifully decorated cake.

"Zayne, you're here!" Taking large strides, you quickly reach him and wrap your arms around him to hug him. He reciprocates just as fast, holding you flush against him as the both of you take the other in. Tilting your head up, you give him a bright smile, all the exhaustion in your body instantly vanishing with him here. "I thought you would go home to sleep after your shift. You must be so tired."

He shakes his head at your words, tilting his head down to look at you, eyes softening as he stares at you, a gentle smile on his face while one of his hands runs down your hair. "I know we made plans to celebrate your birthday another day because of your mission but I still wanted to see you today. After all, how could I miss my love's birthday?"

Despite how often Zayne called you sweet names like that, each one made you blush and caused butterflies to flutter in your stomach. Burying your face in his chest, you only grow more flustered as Zayne chuckles at your reaction, clearly enjoying your flustered state.

Feeling him shift underneath you, you feel him press a kiss to your head before speaking again. "Come blow out the candles and eat some macarons. I ordered your favorite."

[its-de]

This confirms the fact that Zayne is the type of guy who includes you in every conversation:

"i'll ask my wife first"

"I am off to see my wife now"

"My wife prepared this bento box for me"

[yourlocalstilinski-valdez]

Matching boyfriends ❤️💛

[neigepomme]

one of the pet names that slips out of zayne's mouth when you get overwhelmed and need his presence to anchor you is lover.

"hey lover,"

plain and simple — a reminder that he's yours and that his love will never run low. it comes out as a whisper, careful, but never lacking tenderness. when the world gets too overwhelming, when it all feels like too much, there's a hand on the small of your back, a comforting weight that allows you to take a minute and breathe.

and you allow yourself to. if you fall, zayne will be there to catch you.

[someprettyname]

oftentimes, Caleb's nightmares include MC singing "Friends" by Anne-Marie to him ft. Zayne snickering in the background

So, naturally, to avenge that, he makes a point to sing "steal my girl" by 1D EVERYTIME Zayne comes over (while cooking dinner of course) on the top of his lungs

Meanwhile zayne is just sitting there like :

"...🤨😐????"

[xohalessxo]

Happy Valentine’s Day 🥰

[zouisforya]

they say, sometimes people who are millions of miles away from you feel closer than people who are right beside you, this exactly sums up what the boys are for me

they are not the sun, sun disappears in the dark, they are my stars because they were still there in my darkest time, stars are the ones that stay, even in broad daylight, you cannot see them, but they are there, always.

14 years ago today, 5 strangers were put together in a band and @onedirection was formed. Little did i know they would become my favourite people and save me in every way a person can be saved. They have changed my world for the better, love them more than anything and I will always love them, i cannot describe how I am feeling, words aren't enough to express my love and gratitude. They are more than just a stupid boyband, they are my home, it's a feeling i cannot express, it's like no matter where i am, hearing their voices makes me feel at home, if home is a person, they are my home. and when someone complements them, it feels personal, like someone is complimenting me, like we are one

Louis, Harry, Zayn,Niall and Liam, thank you for being the greatest thing that ever happened to me and for everything you've done unknowingly

i’m proud of all five of them individually and as a collective in a band, and im thankful to them for the friends i’ve made in the fandom, the laughs, and the songs that comfort me even when I'm at my worst, but more than this, i’m so happy they’re free and can express themselves more than they could while they were in the band. i wish i could go back in time and experience the one direction days, i never had the chance to do that.

and last but not the least, the directioners, couldn't have asked for a better family, happy 14 years, i hope you are doing okay <3

hope to see you soon, as individual artists or together, please don't break my heart :)

[heel-samizayn]

[zayns-beer-can-gainz]

“all i can do is say that these arms were made for holding you”

[superprettythingzzzzzzzz]

*not my video*

This doesn't even scratch the surface of all the good deeds he has done in his short time here on earth. Thank you, Liam, for being and continuing to be an inspiration in always choosing kindness, no matter how hard life gets. ❯❯❯❯ ❤️

[starmocha]

Reminder that Zayne's relax time interaction for touching his head has him saying this:

[tboy-sylus]

My MC Angel (He/They) for Love and Deepspace!

[sadmaserval]

lesbians and deep space or whatever the kids say

guess who my fav is