never felt like home (until I had you) for PaisleyLove96
pairing: Niall Horan/Zayn Malik
word count: 5,146
rating: mature
warnings: none listed
“Missed you.”
Zayn’s voice is hushed, careful, as though he’s not sure he’s allowed to fully make the admission. Each syllable slurs together like he’s spinning molasses.
Niall shuffles his head down the pillow until he can kiss each of Zayn’s knuckles, just once. Zayn hums, the sound coming from far away. They fall asleep with their hands intertwined.
Or: Tour ends, and Niall goes home to Zayn.
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aduh...
a love that feels like the sun in your chest
on love arriving unannounced
so often i worry that i will lose my softness for there is so much in this world that fills me with rage
‘My happy place is you teaching me how to dance in the kitchen at two in the morning.' — Lidia Longorio
1.joy harjo / 2,6,8,12.norwegian wood / 3.camille a. balla / 4.sansnovazuhause / 5.e.a. bucchianeri / 7.tennessee williams / 9.jenny slate / 10.milknhoneyvalley / 11.banana yoshimoto / 13.kenneth mahuka
yue gu by ran aoa
25 September 2017.
a day after.
This year I learned that pain is inevitable. Loved ones will be lost whether it be death or simply growing apart. People will disappoint you and no matter how much you may love them, sometimes you need to walk away for yourself. It’s commendable to plan for the future and to visualize the things you want in life. Most likely none of it will happen and life will take you on a journey you never planned for. The number one lesson I have learned this year though is, No matter how unbearable the pain may be, love conquers everything and it can be found in the most unexpected places. We just have to be willing to invite it in and give it back. To cherish those who continue to love us even when we feel we don’t deserve it. That kind of love is hard to find and it will leave if it is not nourished, especially the love we need for ourselves.
dontbescaredjustbefree, writing prompt #73: Write about the lessons you learned this year. (via wnq-writers)
IN MY ARMS: embraces in art
Eva Antonini / Peter Wever / Holly Warburton / Alisher Kushakov / Salman Toor / Briony Marshall / Alisher Kushakov / Edvard Munch / Jurga Martin