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Zayn: What do you think?

Louis: I wasn't listening but I strongly disagree with Liam.

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talk zouis to me 🤤

u know louis’ smiley face ◟̽◞̽ which he turned into his brand? i can’t stop thinking about the connection to zayn or even the possibility that maybe zayn (and he) came up with it because during 1d day zayn painted that on the wall together with some of louis’ other tattoos, that was in november 2013!!!! but louis, as far as i know, got the tattoo on his wrist (and thigh!!!!) literally a year later same month, if u look at pictures during 1d day he didn’t have the tattoo yet cry with me

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yes! you should definitely finish the series because they’re amazing (lame superheroes are one of my favs). i do have a prompt though… where zayn and louis are trying to survive the zombie apocalypse and they lose each other and they think the others dead but somehow they find each other something like that :-) thank you!!!

okay, anon, this is a few weeks late (too late for midterms, i’m sorry), but here’s the best i could do. please excuse any typos, etc.

They get back fifteen minutes after they should have, just when panic’s starting to ooze through Zayn’s chest, a cold cracked egg. Fifteen minute’s not that late, but there’s a lot that can go wrong out there, regardless of immunity. They might all be immune to the virus, but no one’s immune to attack. He grabs the medical kit out of the lab closet, just in case. If he sits there and strokes it, hands shaking slightly on the smooth white plastic, traces the outline of the red cross like a map, at least there’s no one here to give him shit about it. 

Two minutes later the door alarm sounds, jolting through Zayn, followed by the soft ping of the deactivation sequence, and then the airlock hums and distant laughter splits the buzzing silence of the lab, and he can let go of the first aid kit and breathe again.

“Honey, we’re hoooome,” someone yells, echoey down the hallway. It sounds like Harry but it’s hard to tell, the way relief’s still thudding through Zayn’s skull.

The team pushes into the lab, jostling each other through the sliding glass doors. Eenie, meenie, miney, mo. There they are, the four of them, present and accounted for. Louis shoves his way in last, looking sweaty and triumphant, and the hand around Zayn’s heart finally unclenches.

“Look Zaynie,” Niall singsongs, “we brought you something.” He’s got a biohazard bag dangling from his hand; it’s hard to tell what’s inside the pink plastic but Zayn would bet anything it’s a hand or a foot based on its weight and the way it swings in his hand when he reaches out to take it.

You’re late, Zayn wants to respond. It’d feel good to give voice to the edge of panic still cutting through him, sawing into his lungs. But he’s the senior analyst out here, and he can’t lose it in front of his team. “How was it out there?” he asks instead, working hard to keep his voice casual. It’s mostly successful.

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louis wrote a.m. about zayn but you all aren’t ready for this conversation yet

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at this rate zayn and louis are gonna drop a selfie and announce they’re friends again on dec 6th

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louis didn't show his bus1 tattoo 😐

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Hi love! Sorry you're feeling down :( would Zouis cuddling work?

“Would you quit squirming?”

“I’m not squirming.”

“I haven’t even been able to pay attention to the last twenty minutes because you keep kicking me.”

Louis rolls his eyes. “Would you quit being a bloody baby? I can’t get comfortable, sue me. It’s not like you haven’t seen it before.”

They don’t usually do this, the two of them in particular. It’s usually Harry and Louis squeezing into one bunk to sleep when Harry misses home, Louis sleepwalking to the back when he’s the first to fall asleep. But Zayn wanted to watch Spider-Man and Louis invited himself along, so now they’re crushed into Zayn’s bunk, Louis leaning in the corner with his back aching.

“Come here,” Zayn grumbles, aggressively pausing the movie.

Louis’ heart skips a beat as Zayn grabs him by the neck of his hoodie and pulls him towards his chest. Louis has no choice but to fall into him, both of them letting out an oof when they collide. Zayn puts his arm around Louis’ shoulders and puts a pressure on Louis that forces him to stop moving.

For someone so skinny, Zayn is surprisingly comfortable and Louis finds himself settling in easily. He can feel Zayn’s breathing ruffling his hair, soft and even. His arm holding Louis down is oddly comforting, and as he rests his cheek to the top of Louis’ head, Louis’ eyes start to fall shut. It’s nice, so much nicer than being spooned by Harry and waking up sweating, nicer than finding himself on the floor after all the lads have stepped over him to go to bed. He might crawl in here more often if it’ll get him comfy cuddles.

Zayn resumes the movie.

“Are you good now?”

Louis nods, moving his feet once last time before falling still.

“Perfect.”

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I would LOVE a little mini meta fic in your 'bad superheroes' universe where Zouis collectively FaceTime Zayn's mom so that Louis can prove to her Z kept his word about Ramadan.

“I think I’m dying. I can feel the strength leaching from my body, Zayn, I’m not kidding.” Louis’ voice carries him into the sitting room. He flings himself down on the sofa, head flopping against Zayn’s shoulder, before perking back up. “Oh, hi, Trisha.  Sorry, didn’t mean to interrupt.”

“Nonsense, love,” she laughs quietly, her face pixelating on the screen for a moment before settling back into its familiar, smooth lines. “Not going as easy as you’d hoped?”

“I woke him up at five for Sehri. It was a full fry up, he’s got nothing to complain about,” Zayn says. Louis sighs so deeply it moves his whole body, pressing him even further against Zayn’s side.  

It’s a lazy Tuesday afternoon, one of those dull April days where it seems like the world will drown in its quest to come back to life. They’ve had nothing to distract themselves from the yawning hunger and thirst of the first fast day of Ramadan; mum called in the nick of time, before Louis could actually start gnawing his own hand off.

“Shhh, mesaharati,” Trisha says. “I give you three days until the desperate texts start.  What does chicken taste like, mum, I can’t remember.  What was it last year, again?  Oh, yes -”

“Don’t -” Zayn says, uselessly trying to cover the phone with his hand. Louis gets it away from him after a brief scuffle.

“No, do.  By all means, tell me everything.” Over Louis’ shoulder, he can see his mum scrolling through her own phone. A massive smile splits her face when she finds what she’s looking for. He buries his face in Louis’ back; somehow, not seeing makes it better.  

“Here we go. Fifteenth of April. Ice chips are not technically liquid. Please advise.  Don’t tell Safaa. Twentieth of April. I can’t feel my legs. I don’t want to die this way.  First of May.  Are you sure that smoke includes cigarettes? Please advise.  Fifth of May.  I just mistook my phone for a giant biscuit. Send help. Don’t tell Safaa. Fourteenth of May -” her smile turns soft, quieting Louis’ laughter. “Fourteenth of May. I met someone. Call me.”

“Oh,” Louis says, trying to twist around. Zayn lays heavily against his back, keeping him in place. “That was me.”

“That was you,” Zayn agrees. “Now give me back the phone.” He sits up, releasing Louis, who spins around so fast they almost bash skulls. Louis smiles wickedly, wiggling the phone in the air.

“I won’t. Here you’ve been subjecting me to your fake encouragement, and it turns out to be lies, all lies. Trisha, is there something about lying during Ramadan?”

Zayn groans; but before she can respond, the oven timer goes off. Finally, luck is on his side.

“More on that in a moment,” Louis says, surrendering the phone. He disappears into the kitchen. Trisha’s half-smiling, searching Zayn’s face from the tiny rectangular screen.

“What?” he asks, though he knows already what she’s going to say.

“You look happy, Z-ball,” she says.

“I am.” And it’s true - it’s always true, but it bursts out of him, all of a sudden, a nuclear fucking wave of happiness so strong he’s worried that the roof will blow off the building. Something clatters in the kitchen, and he snaps it back in, like smoke in reverse.

“Does Louis know that?”

“Think so.” Beneath her x-ray gaze, he can feel the heat creeping up his face.

And then Louis himself is there, lifting the phone out of Zayn’s loose grip. “Excuse us for one second, Trisha,” he says, primly, and sets her face-down on the coffee table.

Louis cups his jaw with both hands, and it makes his stomach jump, sometimes, still; the firm pressure of his mouth, the way their breath blends together, the brief sweep of Louis’ tongue before he draws back.  

Louis grabs the phone again, flashing a brilliant smile at Trisha. “I’m happy, too,” he says. “Even if I die before this roast is finished.  Even if I never get to taste it, even if I’ve withered away to a husk of my former self -”

“At least you died happy,” Trisha snorts.

“Exactly,” Louis winks. “Text me in three days, though.  The story may change.”

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i’d cut off my arm to see pics of coked out 2014 zouis thanks

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Putting it over history mv is one thing but putting it over Zouis edits is like a whole new lvl of mean

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Listen I don’t wanna start shit but zouis is very clearly slytherin royalty, pleasw

we’re gonna fight huh. ok, first of all, NO!

listen, nooo, they can’t be slytherin, and i’m a harry potter nerd so here’s an essay on why zouis DON’T belong in slytherin.

zayn’s clearly a ravenclaw! he’s a nerd! hello? ravenclaw values intelligence, creativity and learning. that’s our boy zayn. he’s literally an artist, he’s creative and he loves art. he’s a songwriter, a poet, he literally enjoys writing that much, he writes poems about his dad, about his dog :’) and he’s an intellectual, he loves learning, he loves reading! and no, not only comics lol i mean yeah he’s a comic geek but he is a reader,

“I read a lot as a kid. I don’t know if I’ve ever said this, but my granddad used to get me to read letters. He’s actually first-generation Pakistani. He was born in India, before India and Pakistan were divided. He came over, and he didn’t speak a lot of English, so he used to get me to read his letters to him when I was, like, 3 or 4. So I developed a real want to read things all the time. I would read books constantly as a child. I’m still a reader. I’ve read a lot of different kinds of things. At the minute, I probably spend too much time reading conspiracy theory books that give my mind way too much information that I probably don’t need. I like reading books about aliens and space.”

also, there’s a lot of symbolism in the harry potter books yknow, for everything and it all align with zayn’s personality. ravenclaw’s main symbol is the color blue which is associated with freedom, intuition, imagination, inspiration and sensitivity. but blue is also a cold color associated with lack of warmth and emotional distance, and when it comes to human interaction that could translate into isolation and alienation,

“I have always been a bit like that, though—always a bit of an island. I don’t like to confer with too many people.”

other symbols are the eagle (the house’s animal), the raven (idk bc of the name?) and air (the house’s element), and all those symbolize freedom, vision, rebirth, transformation and intelligence, hello? that’s so zayn please.

also, rememeber zayn wanted to be an english literature prof? that’s so ravenclaw! he also speaks english and urdu, and he can read arabic so his multilingual brain has an incredible cognitive flexibility. so yeah he’s very very smart. very ravenclaw, but being a ravenclaw is not only about being smart, logical and studious (like hermione, that’s why she isn’t a ravenclaw) but about being ingenious, original and open-minded (like luna, that’s why she is a ravenclaw even if she’s seems like a crackhead most of the time) and zayn is all those things and he’s also a kind of guy who doesn’t look or act in a way most people think an intellectual should, u get me? that’s the point of ravenclaw, like, proving intelligence is not so square and conformist.

LOUIS might be a huffelpuf since he’s loyal and hardworking (and he also looks good in yellow) but his personality is more complex than that; my baby has a heart of gold and he’s defo a gryffindor.

again with the symbols, gryffindor’s colors (red and gold) are warm, the warmest, but they also represent danger, energy, war, courage, love, compassion, illumination, wisdom, passion, and as u can see it’s a random bunch and we can easily describe louis with those words. he’s actually hard to read and, u know, some people describe him as very quiet and humble, and others as very energetic and loud, and gryffindors are a random bunch as well, and they might be mistaken bc they posses a lot of qualities very fitting for other houses, ex: hermione, who has a lot of ravenclaw traits. neville would be perfect in huffelpuf. and james potter has a lot of the slytherin spirt. louis could be huffelpuf bc he’s loyal and humble, or ravenclaw bc he’s very creative and smart, but the thing is that they belong in gryffindor bc what drives them are their choices and determination not only their potential.

ok, so fire is their element and lion their animal and that’s obviously very suitable considering louis’ outstanding personality; spontaneous and charismatic + our perception of him; protective, inspirational and luminous + his whole “wear my heart on the sleeve” thing, you know, very emotional and passionate. he’s also very insecure and he feels like he has to prove himself, but his wit and sense of humor allow him to hide or protect himself from things that make him feel insecure, that’s why he’s so hard to read and his actions can be misunderstood.

louis also comes across as heroic and sometimes that nature makes him be the ‘hero’ in unnecessary situations (this is a stupid example but all those twitter fights lol he should have just log off and shut up lol) that’s very gryffindor if u ask me. also, gryffindors have negative qualities such as pride, arrogance and recklessness but at the end of the day they know how to deal with those in the most acceptable and moral way possible, so they remain virtuous.

so, slytherin where? how?

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I posted this on my little mix Instagram fanpage and I'm so proud of it. Little Mix is the only group alive who can make a really amazing cover of Bohemian Rhapsody. I swear to you, the vocals they'd serve in the entire song would bless your ears!

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Me on a date: calls you both “babe” and “dude”

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When your dad tries to guilt trip you into visiting him: “well I guess I’ll just spend the weekend all by myself...”

You say “glad to know we’re on the same page.” Slowly, he will have to adapt to just outright telling you what he thinks instead of playing mind games.

When your friend tries to hint that they’re mad at you without saying anything: “Oh, I’m fine, clearly you don’t need to worry about me,”

You say: “I’m glad you’re doing well. Call me if you want to talk, though!” Soon enough, they will accept that they can’t be passive aggressive with you.

When your boyfriend says: “All your friends are great, I really love *insert male friend* especially.”

You say: “I’m so glad you like my friends! I should invite them back soon.” He needs to understand that if he has a problem with your friends, he needs to just voice his concerns instead of being sarcastic and accusatory.

As someone who has lived through several toxic relationships and has an abusive father, I think one of the most important manipulation tools a toxic person has is excessive subtext and hidden meanings in their conversation. It hides all of the actual fighting from the eyes of onlookers while still hurting you, which is scary and makes you feel like you’re making it all up. Don’t put up with this bs. Make them stop hiding.

Make. Them. Say. What. They. Mean.

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Brian Friedman posted the second part to this video of the boys singing “Viva la Vida” back in 2010 (21/08/19)

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44 and 60, 1 and 10. zouis, pls? love your miiind, so excited to read your answers for these

 Hi zouis anon - I found your original ask!!! 

I only did one but it’s quite long so I hope that’s fine. I can still do the 44&60 one later, maybe. 

For now, though, I just quickly wanted to say that for 1 & 10 (Historical AU & Airport/Travel AU) this would absolutely have to be nothing else but a Dinotopia AU. 

Like. Imagine protoceratops babies in the hatchery, Louis being a local Dinotopian and Zayn on his self-discovery voyage gets shipwrecked/crashes with a plane and ends up washing up ashore. Obviously Zayn with his drawing talents would go and make sure to capture everything in drawings. Louis would hate this Outsider, this dolphinback, who in his opinion is just annoying and doesn’t belong, doesn’t understand anything about Dinotopia and where did he even come from?! 

Louis is a Skybax rider (the first on a Titanopteryx) and like there’d obviously be some sort of ominous adventure that’d be the trigger to bring Zayn and Louis closer together… 

OH - okay so in Dinotopia there’s this machine called the Heliconoid Geochronograph, that essentially measures time on the island as both moving forward as well as circular. Instead of measuring time in hours, it looks at biological clocks such as the life cycle of various indigenous plants and fauna. 

It’s super important because this is where history is recorded, essentially. So imagine the problem it causes when the geochronograph is destroyed and the Keeper goes missing??? 

Louis immediately volunteers to leave Waterfall City (capital of Dinotopia) and go search for whoever captured the Keeper - and Zayn tags along because since he’s new, he doesn’t have a function yet and so noone will miss him, as rude as it sounds. 

Titan actually allows Zayn to climb aboard alongside Louis, which is incredibly annoying. Louis worked for months to gain Titan’s trust, and he was so proud and happy when they’d formed a tentative friendship, had cried tears of joy the first time he’d been up in the air, sat on Titan’s back. And he knows Titan hates saddles - usually Louis goes without, despite regulations and whatever Roman may say about it. The Troodon has a point of course, and Louis is always as safe as can be, and he knows Titan is too. But he’s not going to risk anything with this newbie, this dolphinback, latching onto him.

So a saddle it is, and somehow Titan had just accepted it, and the added weight of Zayn. It’s rather unfair. He still sneaks Titan an extra roll of food, because he’s behaving exceptionally well and he doesn’t want to see Zayn plummet to his death, just because Titan decided it’d be fun to do some loops. 

Louis might like belly rolls, he realises not everyone does. 

And like Louis doesn’t get yet, maybe, that Dinotopia is kind of a shock and it’s difficult trying to fit in, and Zayn likes just being by himself, watching from afar- rather than be in the middle of everything. But Zayn’s smart and talented and actually really nice, not half as quiet as he might seem to be. 

“Is it normal - where you’re from, is it normal to have those markings?” Louis points at Zayn’s overall chest and arms, not sure what he’s even asking, or why. It’s certainly not because he’d like to see Zayn’s naked chest up close again. Definitely not. 

Zayn smiles ruefully and shakes his head. ‘They’re - it’s not normal, I’d say. But there are a number of people who get them. For different reasons, really. Some like the art, like I do. Others get them done for tribal reasons. Part of their culture, to have certain patterns on their skin.’ 

“I don’t think I like them,” Louis blurts out, then sees how Zayn’s face falls slightly - retreating back into his shell with an too easy smile. So Louis backtracks, hastily clarifying what he means. “On me, I don’t think. They suit you, though. Looks - good. Part of your skin.” 

Zayn tucks his chin in and Louis could swear there’s a small blush settling on his cheeks. ‘Thank you, I think.’ 

He likes the soft, small smile that graces Zayn’s features next. Much better than his scowl. Though admittedly, even his scowl is pretty great. 

THEN they find out that the timekeeper went into the jungle to NEST because they’re laying an egg, and Zayn basically sacrifices himself as a giganotosaurus discovers their camp. Thanks to Titan, who distracts the giganotosaurus long enough for them to escape, they make it back to safety, but not without Zayn having gotten severely injured. 

‘You’re such an idiot! Of fucking course a dumb dolphinback would risk his life against a Giganotosaurus! Are you insane?!’ Louis rants as he inspects the wounds on Zayn’s back. He is pretty lucky, as far as Louis can tell he’s got a broken arm and a superficial fleshwound on his back - but he’s alive. 

“Language, Lewis,” Renna chastises him, as the small Stenonychosaurus carries a miraculously sleeping baby Diego in her arms. 

Louis just huffs and continues to prod Zayn’s upper body to check for other injuries. Titan’s standing off to the side, his beady little eyes judging Louis like he knows his Skybax tends to do. 

Zayn’s been quiet all this time, and Louis sighs then reaches for the bag he brought with him. “Here - it’s got special herbs in it that’ll numb the pain a little.” 

‘Thanks,’ Zayn starts, then clears his throat. ‘Others first, self last’. Louis stills as Zayn recites part of Dinotopia’s codex rules. He wasn’t aware Zayn even knew them, let alone by heart. 

‘I get it now. I didn’t get it before. I get you.’ Zayn says softly, eyes focused on where Louis’ hand is still resting on Zayn’s shoulder where he’d been rubbing the healing cream. 

‘You’re not aggressive, or loud, or feisty. You’re protective, and selfless, and brave. You live by those rules so effortlessly, even though it may look like you’re a rule breaker. You’d die before anything were to happen to Dinotopia.’ 

Zayn lifts his uninjured hand and slowly hikes up Louis’ shirt, revealing the gash on his own ribs. “It’s fine,” Louis says stubbornly, but before he knows it, Zayn’s putting the ointment on him as well. 

He stays quiet, lets Zayn rub in the ointment, then stares at the small fire they’ve got going on as they eat their final dinner in the jungle before making the trek back to Waterfall City. 

‘I - thank you. I know I didn’t say it before, but thank you. You probably saved our lives back there. Even though you don’t really care - I know you want to leave and I’m sorry you can’t.’  Louis confesses. He hadn’t meant to spy, but he’s seen the drawings in Zayn’s notebook. Has seen the notes lining the pages, memories of a world Louis doesn’t know splayed out on the paper. 

He’s never longed for a different world but his own. He realises it must be hard for Zayn to miss everything, knowing it’s permanent. 

“It’s alright. I - I didn’t really fit in there? Weirdly enough, I like being at the Hatchery. It’s the first place in my life that I felt comfortable right away.” Zayn confesses, and Louis smiles at that. 

Zayn smiles back at him, a big, goofy one that morphs into a grimace as he forgets for a hot second he’s broken his arm, making Louis laugh at his misery. 

“Oh I see how it is,” Zayn grunts, but there’s still a twinkle in his eyes and Louis can’t help but admit he’s drawn to it like a moth to a flame. 

And then obviously on the way back Renna absolutely teases them to death because as Keeper she knows everything and she has seen this time and again and knows exactly that these two are destined to fall in love. Titan makes sure to feign ‘turbulence’ in the air so they get shuffled closer together and Louis has to hold Zayn tight (as he’s sitting in front of him bc of his broken arm). It’s close and intimate and everything Louis never knew he was craving. 

And then obviously they go back to the Hatchery and Zayn ends up working there and they end up kissing in the middle of a whole new litter of newborn protoceratops. Also Louis’d feature heavily in all of Zayn’s drawings that are later included in the Dinotopia book!! Just, there, a steady presence always in the background of all the sketches.