Just a collection of fanfiction
I've written; no big deal.
Title: Chasing Echoes
Pairing: Liam/Zayn
Rating/Warnings: Somewhere between G and R - who knows.
Disclaimer: I do not nor will I ever own One Direction (unfortunately).
Summary: Maybe it’s true what they say about that red string of fate, how it connects people who are meant to meet, because while Liam is searching for the missing piece in his hollow chest after an accident that took the one he loved, he finds him instead. | Prompt!fill.
Author’s Note: so, like, uhm. i hope this makes sense, and isn’t as bad as i think it is.
Also read on AO3. Masterpost.
Chapter Six
Flip the Script
I got home early so here it is:
New ziam one shot =) inspired by emily dickinson’s poem “i’m nobody” (see end for full prompt) and para’s message about tears (which left me reeling, i won’t lie). I will be writing one other thing this weekend before the speed of my writing will slow because school starts up - and i have major exams at the end of january.
I’m American but I’ve realized (after looking at a suggestion of British terms I got from a lovely follower) that I can NEVER write like that - I feel it would take away from the authentic feel in my work because well, I just don’t speak that way. If that bothers you, I’m truly sorry, but I think it’s best that I apologize once and for all for my cringe worthy, incorrect American language because as much as it’s wrong - it makes my writing my own.
WARNINGS: racism, drug use, & sexual references (PG16)
WORDS: 7620 (of eh…)
SUMMARY: in which the world disapproves, liam is often swept by judgment, and zayn is brave (alternatively, in which two lost souls find love to be one another)
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(they end like this.):
“i just don’t get it,” zayn whispers, voice cracking into the headset, “what did i do wrong?”
liam sighs, frustrated on the other end…
one of my favorite fanfictions, ever.
Title: a country boy’s world
Pairing: Liam/Zayn (Ziam)
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I do not nor will I ever own One Direction.
Summary: When their tour bus breaks down in the middle of nowhere, Zayn’s not expecting to meet someone as interesting as Liam.
Author’s Note: so a lot of this is based on the fact that i’m from Texas, where most of my family is from really small, southern towns and people are overly friendly and have too much time on their hands. i’d also like to point out that the ranch mentioned here is real, though i think i’ve done such a shit job with this piece and it could’ve been a whole lot better. eh, feedback is welcome.
and to you, dear prompter, please forgive me for taking so long. i had this idea for so long now, and i dunno why i took me this long to execute it, but i truly hope this makes up for the wait. (and this probably isn’t what you wanted in the grand scheme of things, but i still hope it’s okay?)
My new ziam oneshot (inspired by lana del rey) is here =). I’ve currently got three prompts sitting in my ask box - two look like they’ll be pretty long but I was really itching to write this for a while now. (By the way, I do the oldest prompt first so yeah - I’m sorry for making you people wait). Anyway I wrote this on a whim, so it probably isn’t very good, but I hope you like it anyway.
Again, I’m American so please excuse my dialect, slang, depiction of places, and any specifics of British culture I’ve gotten wrong.
WARNINGS: Racism, Islamophobia, Homophobia, Drug Use, Abuse, & Sexual References (PG16).
WORDS: 8081 (somebody shoot me - what am i doing with my life)
SUMMARY: in which zayn lives fast, afraid of stops, and liam is able to slam his breaks (alternatively, the one in which a wanderer finds a name to ink into his skin)
meri jaan - my life
tu meri zindagi ho - you are my life
zain - beautiful
zayn blames the people around him for the way he is, for the way he sees home. he doesn’t see home as a roof over his head or a place he returns to every night, or a place that smells like his mum. instead, zayn sees home where he rests his head at night, in the body that he’s keeping warm that night, in the ink that mars his skin (with which he desperately tries to cover the scars).
okay, okay, okay back up. you don’t like this, and you think your writing is flat and emotionless?
i feel like i need to whack you upside the head because this is perfection. i am almost crying because i feel this story. and i will tell you over and over and over again how good you are because holy shit, i’ve got a feeling you’re going to be writing more brilliant pieces. (btw the love scene is perfect too because it’s not overly explicit, and it’s not too little either [which i find works better because it’s a combination of both without full on smut])
Books: Learn to Be a Better Writer By Reading Fanfiction(via @io9)
These days, it’s pretty much accepted that fanfiction writers can become “real” authors. Fifty Shades of Grey started out as Twilight fanfic and is the year’s biggest publishing sensation.
This is absolutely true. I’ve been reading fiction for years, and I’ve noticed a change in my writing from long ago. Though I disagree with the whole Fifty Shades of Grey being good, but okay.
Title: Pray Tell
Pairing: Liam/Zayn (Ziam)
Rating: NC-17/M - sexual content, may also contain triggers (rather be safe than sorry - mentions of cutting/abuse/could also be read as slight non-con although i clearly state it’s consensual)
Disclaimer: I do not nor will I ever own One Direction.
Summary: And maybe this isn’t what they were playing at towards the beginning but it has most certainly escalated between the two.
Author’s Note: so dear anon, thank you so much for sending me this prompt (and liking my writing) because as much as i pictured how this would go, i wrote this and it ended up completely different than my original vision. still though, i hope it’s to your liking despite the direction i took it in, and i can only hope it makes sense.
Title: Startin’ Fires
Pairing: Liam/Zayn (Ziam)
Rating: NC-17/M - pwp/smut/porn/lemon
Disclaimer: I do not nor will I ever own One Direction.
Summary: The only thing Zayn loves more is when Liam’s a bit selfish.
Author’s Note: i’m beginning to wonder if i’m doing this on purpose, you know, letting these two have sex in the most random ass places. it’s quite fun actually. so.. balcony!sex. also, based on this gif set if you dunno where the prompt has come from. (ps. this hasn’t been beta’d either, and i think i completely missed the mark with this prompt, but i hope this is still okay?)
This is slightly different than what you wanted, and quite short too, but I think it fits. Also, there is a racist element in here so please be aware of that. I couldn’t find it in himself to go any harsher with what I’ve written in this because it just hurts too much to do that to a character, especially Zayn, but nonetheless, I think the point is still made.
Title: Chasing Echoes
Pairing: Liam/Zayn
Rating/Warnings: Somewhere between G and R - who knows.
Disclaimer: I do not nor will I ever own One Direction (unfortunately).
Summary: Maybe it’s true what they say about that red string of fate, how it connects people who are meant to meet, because while Liam is searching for the missing piece in his hollow chest after an accident that took the one he loved, he finds him instead. | Prompt!fill.
Author’s Note: …I hope the writer’s block hasn’t shown through this chapter.
Also read on AO3. Masterpost.
Chapter Five
What Lies Beneath
Title: Modern Lover
Pairing: Liam/Zayn (Ziam)
Rating: NC-17/M - pwp/smut/porn/lemon
Disclaimer: I do not nor will I ever own One Direction.
Summary: Who knew that actual gravy could be an incentive for sex? table!sex.
Author’s Note: slight crack!fic (well, at least i’d say it is) because it’s meant to be straight up porn without all the factual logistics of it all. ;3 (also this is probably really shitty simply because i’ve been slacking in writing lately. feel free to hate me; it’s okay.) i also changed the prompt from thanksgivng to christmas but either way, this fic works for both.
