#zayn lips

[samijey]

Jey was having too much fun in the background of this segment 😂😂

[c-o-t-o]

HOLY SHIT

HELP I AM NOT OKAY

[xinyuehui]

﹢﹢ Spring Outing ✦ Li Shen ﹢﹢

[meltingfin1]

I thought Louis looked a bit familiar in this pic 😂

[oplishin]

ADORE roman's facial expression as he looks up at sami holding the titles. he's spent the whole match scared of sami, tagging solo in because he doesn't want to face him, only hitting him when he's sure he can. he's been (poorly) hiding his fear through anger and bravado, but when jimmy finally, finally turns on him, all of it falls away, and he's just devastated and sad and alone.

[riverofdaystar]

wHAT

sir.

sir please i’m at work don’t say that to me right now lordy lord

[fightzaynfight]

i saw the alternate angles of those beautiful post-win moments in the progressive match-flo segment last night, and knew i needed it in gif form immediately. much to think about.

[notcoolbutcute]

OC challenge!!!

#2 KISSING SOMEONE ELSE'S OC!

Specially for @kittykody

I chose Nash Eurus, since ik the character pretty much and I think Zayn would actually give him this kiss if they met.

OC challenge here

OCs tags:

Zayn Antokoľskiy by @notreallycoolbutcute (yes i had to tag myself stfu)

Nash Eurus by @kittykody (i LOVE this character, hope I didn't misinterpret any detail of him here) also Nash's OP here

Python Lewiny by @lifesucks4t (the jealous head in the corner - Nash's canon bf)

[lalunanymph]

it's not my fault if i see a hot fictional man and i need to give him a lip ring and some nipple piercings :(

[shortandsweets]

i actually think sabrina has a tongue piercing now 😭😭 cuz like

YA SEE THAT?

oh i would dieeeee if she got a piercing!!! im a piercing girl for sure

but that one i think its just the light effect! i dont really know if singers can even get tongue piercings and if its brina's style (i dont think so)

[elparaisodetlaloc]

[samijey]

Monday Night RAW 04/11/2024

[inkykeiji]

rafayel’s response is the absolute best out of the three i am going to cRY he’s so cute ｡･ﾟ(ﾟ⊃ω⊂ﾟ)ﾟ･｡

[justthecoolestbitchez]

OC challenge!!!

#2 KISSING SOMEONE ELSE'S OC!

Specially for @kittykody

I chose Nash Eurus, since ik the character pretty much and I think Zayn would actually give him this kiss if they met.

OC challenge here

OCs tags:

Zayn Antokoľskiy by @notcoolbutcute (my other account)

Nash Eurus by @kittykody (i LOVE this character, hope I didn't misinterpret any detail of him here) also Nash's OP here

Python Lewiny by @lifesucks4t (the jealous head in the corner - Nash's canon bf)

[loustyleshtommo]

i dont wanna live forever - taylor zayn

????

absolute banger by Louis’s besties

[odoraful]

𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓'𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄.ᐟ

what happens when you don't use their pet name to call them?

⟡ content: zayne/sylus/xavier/rafayel x gn!reader; more dialogue heavy; silly and cute

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ZAYNE ⟡

“Can you help me put this on, Zayne?”

From the reflection in the mirror, you tried not to react at the twist in his brow and the momentary confusion in his eyes. Wordlessly, he moved behind you, fingers taking the necklace out of your hand. With his gaze focused on the task before him, you could see him open his mouth, hesitating to speak.

“Did I do something wrong?” he questioned.

Zayne’s deft hands carefully laid the chain around your neck, centering the pendent between your collarbones.

You plastered on your most innocent expression, despite the twinge of guilt you felt at his question.

“Hm? Why do you ask?”

Swiftly, he clasped the ends of the chain together. His eyes flicked towards yours in the mirror.

“You’re calling me by my first name. I thought pet names were an important step in a relationship for you.”

You nodded. “Yes, Zayne, I do think it’s an important step.”

His eyes narrowed at your continual uncharacteristic responses.

Folding his arms, he mused aloud. “It took you some time to drop the title ‘doctor’ for me and to just use my name. After we became official, you were quick to call me ‘love’.”

You fiddled with your necklace, trying to, impossibly, force away the heat from your face.

“So, either I did something to make you upset, or”—he leaned in close to you, the side of his face almost touching yours—“you’re playing a trick on me.”

You gave a mock frown. He cocked his head to the side, awaiting your response.

“Okay, okay, it was a prank.” Sighing, you surrendered to his deductions. “I wanted to see how you’d react, but you saw right through me,” you mumbled.

His lips quirked. “I’ve known you for long enough to figure these things out.”

Wanting to wipe off the amused look he had on his face, you quickly planted a kiss on his cheek. His face turned into surprise. He chuckled, shaking his head at your triumphant smile.

“Thank you for helping me, my love."

SYLUS ⟡

“Sylus, could you play that new record you bought?”

You called from the sofa. Standing by the record player, he turned to face you. The offence on his face was unmistakable as he placed his hands on his hips.

“Sylus?” he scoffed. “We both know that’s not what you call me.”

Your brows furrowed, feigning confusion. “What are you talking about? Isn’t that your name?”

“Sweetie,” he levelled a look of scepticism at you, “that hasn’t been my name for the past month we’ve been together.”

“I still don’t know what you mean, Sylus.”

He paused. Gears turned in his head trying to unpack what was happening, much like he would do when reading the truthfulness of a dealer during a bargain.

“Y/N.”

You’ve never heard your own name being said in such a serious manner. Perhaps you got a taste of your own medicine.

“I’m not particularly fond of lose-lose situations.” The softness in his tone made you feel weak. “You can tell me if I’ve done something to annoy you. I won’t be angry.”

“Not at all!” you quickly blurted out. Unable to hide it any longer, you confessed. “You haven’t done anything to annoy me. I was just trying to pull a small prank.”

All the tension visibly released from his body. A relieved sigh escaped him. “You really do play some dangerous games, kitten.”

Playfulness returned to his voice. “Now then, how will you correct your mistake?”

“Honey,” you drawled out each syllable, making it sound as syrupy as the nickname itself, “could you play that new record you bought now?”

Sylus couldn’t help but laugh at your exaggeration. “Why of course.”

XAVIER ⟡

“Xavier, do you want to try this?”

Subtly glancing at his reaction from the kitchen, you saw his face immediately fall into a pout. The look was fatal, and it took all the willpower you had not to drop the ruse right then and there.

“That’s not my name,” he answered.

“What do you mean?” you chuckled, continuing to put icing on the sugar cookies you baked. “Of course it is!”

“No, it’s not,” he insisted.

Placing his book down, he walked to stand at your side by the counter. You avoided his eye contact, pretending that nothing was amiss.

Resting a hand under his chin, he began to think. “You usually call me bunny, sweetheart, sunshine, or darling.”

Your jaw dropped in amused shock. “You remember all the names I’ve called you?”

His mouth twitches. “There are some more, but… they might be a bit embarrassing to say aloud right now.”

That was enough to make you look at him with wide eyes.

“Xavier!” Your face turned pink as you slapped his shoulder. There was no force behind the hit, but enough to convey your embarrassment.

“You did it again. You used the wrong name.” He stuck his bottom lip out.

You gently poked at his cheek, trying to lift the corner of his lip upwards. “Come on, don’t be sad darling.”

Immediately, he brightened before you.

“It was just a joke I saw couples do online. I wanted to see how you’d react.”

He nodded thoughtfully. “And was my reaction satisfactory?”

“I think it was,” you smiled at him, "but it’s a shame I didn’t film it, it would’ve made for a good Moments post.”

He shook his head. “But, the nicknames we use are only for us.”

The finished cookie in your hand had a bite suddenly taken from it as Xavier leaned down to have a taste.

“I don’t want anyone else to know.”

RAFAYEL ⟡

“Are you ready to go yet, Rafayel?”

He continued to hum to himself, completely ignoring you. You folded your arms as you watched him busy himself with something trivial. He flung open a random cupboard and inspected what appeared to be an assortment of spare art supplies.

“Rafayel,” you called again.

He then turned his attention to the fishbowl in the centre of the room, where a small orange fish darted around.

“Reddie, do you hear something?” he asked, gazing so earnestly into the bowl. This fish paused its movement and stared back at his owner.

“Rafayel~” you sang his name aloud this time, extending the last syllable.

He gasped, apparently receiving some confirmation from Reddie.

“You hear something too? Thank god. I was thinking there must be something wrong with my ears.”

Surveying the room around him, Rafayel intentionally looked past you standing barely a few metres from him, tapping your foot against the wooden floorboards of his studio.

“It sounds like”—he continued—“some kind of voice. Someone familiar to me, but I can’t make out who it is.”

“Rafayel!” you shouted his name between fits of laughter. Only he could respond to your jokes with his own dramatics.

He sucked in a breath in puzzlement. “I wonder who this person is calling out to.”

“Baby,” you finally conceded, “I’m talking to you!”

It seemed like he couldn’t keep up the act either, as he started laughing with you.

“Took you long enough,” he huffed, moving towards you and linking your arm with his. “Otherwise, Reddie and I would have been searching for this phantom voice for the rest of the day.”

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