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buck-nialled · 4 years
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I would just like to say I read your imagines every morning and find it so relaxing. Could you write something soft with quarantine cuddling and lazy sex if it doesn’t make you uncomfortable otherwise just adjust it 😊
NOTE: kind of made this similar to my blurb titled “Pecky”. When you’re in the mood, Niall gets hungry. When he turns needy, you turn to National Geographic documentaries. 
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Babies - N. Horan Blurb
Niall’s arms were enveloped around your figure as you rested between his legs on the bed. Neither of you had become tired of the other during your isolation together, a stunning realization you had made only moments ago in your head. If anything, Niall has become noticeably needy along with yourself. But you figured once things finally turn back around and you will not have him all to yourself, you would regret not making the most of your time together. Therefore, the two of you became nearly one being upon the start of your lockdown and were never out of arm’s reach. Literally. Your fingers would always be entwined, never-ending cuddles were both given and received, and, of course, the kisses were incessant.
An intimate moment had just concluded and both of you were now basking in each other’s heat and the duvet shielding your nude bodies. You were scrolling through each of the channels the television provided, but nothing was piquing your interest. Not that you could read the descriptions of any with Niall laying kiss after kiss over the weak spots lining your neck and shoulder blades. Every few seconds he would find new spots to test them out and judge your reaction or revert to the ones he knew would make you whimper.
His delicate lips, still swollen from your activities only minutes prior connected with your bare skin and left smooching noises to fill the air. Your breathing was becoming more difficult by the second to control as you kept trying to concentrate on the television. As Niall’s lips collided with a tender spot located between your neck and jaw, you surrendered to the National Geographic special on the listings as Niall’s lips resumed their taunting with an added layer of his heavy breaths now filling your senses. You recognized the slight movement of his hips and knew it would not take long for the boy to rebuild his stamina.
“What do you say we—“ a sharp gasp leaves you before Niall could finish his proposal, and he draws his eyes up to the screen.
“Oh my God, look at it!” You squeal at the furry creature being exhibited on the screen while the narrator discusses facts about it. Your hands roam beneath the blankets to subconsciously find Niall’s hands and intertwine your fingers with him, now totally entranced with the animal before you.
“Yeah, it’s…adorable. Now, how about yo—“ Niall is interrupted yet again with a squeeze to his hands.
“Look!” You point a finger to the television, so displaying the animal curling into itself “it’s using its tail to stay warm.” You coo, lips forming a pout subconsciously. Niall let’s put a small huff, trying to fight the urge to roll his eyes. His hands leave yours and travel down to your hips once more to begin rubbing light circles in them in hopes to send his message across. That motion usually got you going whenever you and Niall were behind closed doors, but your attention had already been captured by the small, fuzzy animal being talked about on the television.
Niall pinched your hips lightly, which followed with an elated squeal coming from you. He feels victorious, but only for a few moments until he cast his eyes up yet again to find your gawking face illuminated in the dark room. “Look at the babies!” Niall grumbled and simply returned to kissing your neck, still keeping up the light massage on your sides.
“We should make some.” He mumbled. You only ignored him and resituated yourself in between Niall’s legs. It was as if you could not feel his friend about to sheath your back from how stiff it was, but Niall could feel it. And he was not letting you be sucked into some random documentary until something was done about it.
“Petal…” He had now resorted to whining, which you always found yourself caving into. “Please…let’s have one more round.” He suggests. You hum as if considering his idea but gave no further input.
You shriek in surprise as your body is lifted and twisted to be lying on your back. Niall was now hovering above you, breathing heavy and eyes darker than before. “Pay attention to me.”
Never before had you seen Niall so needy and so vicious because he was so needy. You hated to admit how it made your lust grow. His hands were now gripping your waist tightly, bound to leave fingerprints the following morning and who knows how many hickies by your next two words.
“Make me.” 
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whitterzthefangirl · 4 years
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Niall Horan One Shot - The Weight of It All
Happy Saturday night beautiful people! I have been writing for 8 months with the intention of eventually sharing something. I have been far too nervous to do so, but I finally read my writing to my husband and best friend who both encouraged me to post this. I have about 15 written stories, so if you like this LEMME KNOW!  I will tell you that there is TW: miscarriage. 
When Niall arrived home that evening he was disappointed to find the house dark, except for the light at the end of the hall, their bedroom. 
 “Lovey,” he called, continuing his steps into their bedroom. He found her seated in their master bath, their rescue pup, Rosa Barks at her feet. She was staring into space, but met his eyes when he stepped into her space. 
 Niall, hi,” she forced a smile, as he took a seat next to her, scratching behind Rosa’s ears, “How was the meeting?” 
 “Just finalizing album artwork, sorry I had to go,” he nudged her shoulder with his, “Why’d you move in here?” When he left she had requested alone time in bed. He had checked on her a few different times, bringing snacks, water, and coffee, which was the only thing she didn’t refuse.  Never once had he found her doing anything but writing in the journal he’d bought her a year ago. It was a grey leather bound book with a silver heart in the corner. It currently holds more used than blank pages. They weren't the best at talking things through with each other at the moment, so he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t curious about the words in there. He was hoping that one day she’d tell him all about it, maybe let him read some of it, but he wasn’t holding his breath. 
 “Change of scenery,” she stated with a shrug, refocusing her gaze in front of her. On the other side of her, he saw 2 items. One was her journal, the other a baby onesie. He felt a sense of panic inside of him. It became obvious that he had not succeeded in the hunt to clear the house of any mention of a baby. Their baby. 
 “What have you got there, lovey?” he asked, grabbing her hand. She did not return the embrace, and he quickly let it go feeling silly at the unreturned exchange. He felt another feeling rise inside of him, frustration. They had been doing so well. 
 “Do you ever think about the baby? “ she asked.   
 Her question made Niall wish he was anywhere but here at the moment. Not because he didn’t want to comfort her, but because he feared being honest with her at this moment. He thought of the baby frequently, but not in the same way that she did. Both of them were sad, but she harbored guilt over the fact that her body had betrayed her. It was something she carried alone, because she wouldn’t let him carry it with her. 
 At the time of her pregnancy test, she had been getting ready to start her own marketing company and had been vomiting at nearly the same time every morning. At first she thought it was nerves, until she had confided in her mom who teased her about being pregnant, which sparked an internal countdown to her last period, which she realized was late. 
 She had taken the test alone, and only waited hours to share the news with Niall. She had feared how he would react, but if he was freaked out, he wasn’t letting on. He had immediately gone out, and bought the unborn baby a set of golf clubs, and a guitar. She remembered teasing him that their child might not want to participate in the same hobbies, she remembered when he smiled back, “They won’t have a choice.” 
 An accidental pregnancy is a weird thing between two people, who love each other, especially as you realize how much you truly want it. She remembers the first 3 weeks after finding out she was pregnant, and all the plans they made for baby Horan, and her upcoming pregnancy. He was excited to learn of her cravings, and to be there anytime she needed him, after he finished his last leg of the tour. She loved that the two shared this super intimate thing between the two of them which resulted in a lot of sex, followed by a lot of time in bed. By week 8, the pair frequently caught the other in daydreams about what he or she would be like, look like, sound like. By week 9, he was leaving for a 13 show tour, with promises of Facetime, belly time, and lots of visits. By week 12, she was calling Niall from the hospital, sobbing about not being pregnant anymore. As quickly as they had dreamt it, it was gone. That was the hardest part for Niall, not being there when she needed him the most, which was why he was choosing to keep her close now. 
 At the end of week 13, she couldn’t talk about the baby without crying, but found solace in the fact that Niall couldn’t either. By week 17 , Niall had stopped bringing the entire thing up for fear of making her cry, which made him cry. She took this as a sign that he didn’t want to talk about it at all, so she began retreating to the bathroom where she cried alone. Niall took note of this, and would hover outside the door with their pup, Rosa any chance he got. By week 20, Niall  had thought his girl was back, but a birthday party in week 22 made her fall apart all over again at the sight of her baby brother’s baby. For week 25, Niall surprised her with a 3 week trip to Hawaii which she accepted, and he could have sworn that he saw the light return to her eyes when she smiled at him and said, “Some time away will be good for me.” During that vacation, he believed she was back, and he found himself hopeful that things were going to be ok, which is why he chose to travel to New York come week 29. Things were not ok though, and week 30 through 39 were spent with her going through the motions of life, crying alone in the bathroom, only this time around she was really good at hiding it. Week 40 brings us to the bathroom floor where Niall and she are sitting. The due date. 
 Remembering her question, he bumps her shoulder as a playful gesture, trying to engage her physically, “Of course I do, Lovey. You know that,” he smiles at her, and prays that tears don’t fall from her baby blues. 
 “We don’t talk about it.” She mentions in a very matter of fact tone, she does not engage him physically, she doesn't even look at him as she says, “I’ve cried in this bathroom almost every day for 40 weeks.” 
 He was confused, he knew she had cried quite a bit at first, but it had all stopped after Hawaii. Hadn’t it? She didn’t allow him time to question, instead stating, “I had a dream.” She was sprouting so many things off, he did not know which one to bite on to, but again she did not give him a chance to offer any feedback, she just continued, “The baby was there. A baby girl.” She took this chance to look at him, which helped him to gauge how she was emotionally, she was lit up, and then started crying suddenly, “She had your nose, and my lips, our eyes. She was the perfect mix of both of us, and it was all so sad, Niall.” She leaned into his side, as he placed an arm around her, stroking her long dark hair. 
 “Oh lovey, why didn’t you say anything?” He cooed. As her cries continued, he shed a few tears of his own. She didn’t answer his question, instead saying, “I thought about dying today. I think about dying a lot,” she paused, moving away from him as if he was a hot stove top. 
Niall’s face softened. Had he been so naïve to think she was fine after everything that had happened? It hurt to hear that she thought of dying so much, he was speechless, which allowed her to continue. 
 “I’m mad, and sad, and still grieving. I don’t know how to get over this, and it feels like I never will,” she was in hysterics at this point, “I never talk about it. I never told anyone.” He knew that to be true. It was something she had requested of him. The only people who knew she had a miscarriage were the people who knew she was pregnant: Niall and She. She continued crying, and he wasn’t sure what to do, so he did the only thing he could. He held her, rubbing circles in her exposed flesh. He was hoping she would focus on anything, but how she was feeling. He believed it was working, because her cries got softer. What felt like hours was really ten minutes, and Niall decided it time to speak up. 
 “I’m not much of a talker, darlin’. When we first came home, and had to deal with the weight of it all, I didn’t know how to talk about it without crying, and my crying made you cry, so I decided to be strong for the both of us.” 
 She closed her eyes, facing him. “I appreciate that, but I think I need to be strong for me now. I need to get some help.” 
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niall-is-my-dream · 5 years
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Playing Hard to Get - A Niall Horan story - Part 1 (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/wIlInDiEJT Charlotte is independent, bold and sarcastic. Disastrous dates are plentiful, but when she meets her best friend Willie's cousin things change.
Almost 1k reads!
This is one of my favourites!
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miss-harrington · 3 years
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.......♡˖꒰ᵕ༚ᵕ⑅꒱ Feliz cumpleaños mi vida 😭 que rápido creces 🥺 te amo mucho mi vida 🥰 . . . . . . . . #niall #niallhoran #niallhoranedit #nialler #nialljameshoran #niallhoranedits #niallhoranimagine #niallupdates #nialledits #niallhoranmemes #niallhoranvideos #horandogs https://www.instagram.com/p/CTxJ7CLrNKK/?utm_medium=tumblr
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always 😌 • • if you want to see more content like this follow my accounts @directionerthings_ and @irishprincessniallworld 🍀💫 • - Hi, I just wanted to remind you that you are an amazing person and you deserve the best. You have reach so many things don't give up now! You are not alone I support you and I love you ❤ • - Hola solo quería recordarte que eres una persona increíble y te mereces lo mejor, haz logrado muchísimas cosas no te rindas ahora. Te apoyo y te quiero ❤ • #onedirection #liampayne #niallhoran #zaynmalik #louistomlinson #harrystyles #directionerforever #directioner #directionerfamily #niallhoranimagine #niallers #nialllovers #nialljameshoran #niallupdates #niallgirls #niallhoranupdates #niallimages https://www.instagram.com/p/CJ6pjToLw1k/?igshid=o1dz2zaqa3ad
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[Edit]☀️ #niall #niallhoran #niallhoranedit #nialler #niallhoranimagine #onedirection #1d
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larryqueensblog · 5 years
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY NIALL WE LOVE YOU AND THANK YOU FOR MAKING THIS GENERATION HAVE A TAD BIT OF COMMON SENSE 🤩😍😋😊...... #louistomlinson #harrystyles #liampayne #zaynmalik #niallhoran #onedirection #larrystylinson #larryisreal #louistheboobear #boobear #tommo #harrystyles #nouis #nialls26birthday #niallhoranedit #niallhoranimagine https://www.instagram.com/p/B2XdXVYlYzq/?igshid=1m3wvnu3ga2ax
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big-bad-things · 7 years
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IHQ 😭 • • • • • • @camila_cabello #camilacabello #camilizers #justinbieber #beliebers #haileesteinfeld #haiz #mostgirls #steinfeld #machinegunkelly #cailee #badthings #thatsmygirl #laurenjauregui #normanikordei #dinahjane #allybrooke #down #fifthharmony #harmonizers #shawnmendes #onedirection #camren #caminah #marianhill #harrystyles #liampayne #arianagrande #ihavequestions #halsey #niallhoranimagine
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niallhoranfan · 4 years
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any good niall horan stories ?
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buck-nialled · 4 years
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Lefty - N. Horan Blurb
NOTE: while tumblr is a great way to get news fast, i realize it is also an escape for some people FROM the reality we are facing. so i thought a blurb would shed a little light in this messy darkness we are facing right now. i hope you all are staying safe and alert, wherever you reside at this moment <3
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It had been five minutes since you sat beside Niall on the couch and let your eyes wander over his concentrated figure immersed in his notebook. He flipped through various pages and read over them several times before flipping to the most recent page and arbitrarily scrawling different chord progressions or lyrics. You felt your heart swell each time his tongue peeked out between his lips. It was a small tell that he was fully encapsulated in one of his latest ideas. He probably did not notice the act himself at most times, which made the small smile on your face only grow.
Your thoughts shifted as your eyes traveled down to his left hand, where his fingers embraced the black ink pen and fiddled with it subconsciously. Your eyes caught a glimpse of the words written hastily along with the lines journal, looking as neat as ever.
“How do you do that?” Your voice cutting through the silence made Niall’s head snap up, eyes wider than normal.
“What was that?” He asks, letting his eyebrows coming inward and a familiar line form on his forehead.
“How do you write with your left hand? My handwriting is barely legible even when I use my right one.” You remark, lightly chuckling at your chicken scratch of handwriting. Niall turns down to look at the words he had previously written and shrugs.
“It’s not that hard. Here, try it.” Niall hands you the notebook and pen, advising you to use a fresh sheet. Not wanting to interrupt the future flow of Niall’s thoughts, you did as instructed and flipped to the very last page of the book. Carefully, you maneuvered the warm pen to fit your hold and slowly wrote out your name letter by letter. Upon finishing writing it out, you held it up for Niall’s eyes to study.
“Well?”
“I mean…if you squint yer eyes n’ tilt yer head a bit…” Niall responds whilst choking down his laughter. They all but burst out of him though, when you began hitting his chest lightly with the notebook. “Okay, okay…here,” without further objections from you, he tugs your body down to fit against his chest and positions the notebook back to splay open in front of you. His hand, like always, grabs hold of your own and fits perfectly. Slowly he brings your joined hands down towards the paper and begins writing. As he guides your hands, he takes it upon himself to rest his chin atop your shoulder and turn to place a kiss gently above your ear. The affection tempts you to abandon the writing lesson immediately and attend to a more intimate activity until Niall is nudging you to look back down towards the notebook.
When “I love you” is completely etched onto the paper, and not your name, your heartbeat quickens even further.
It was the first time either of you had admitted it. You maneuver your body, Niall's head abandoning your shoulder and staring down upon you instead. There was a hint of nerves swimming in them.
Tilting your head back, your eyes gaze into Niall’s with warm admiration. “Really?” All you earned in response was a large grin spreading on Niall’s face and the feeling of your hands moving once more. Craning your neck back down to the notebook, he is writing—or rather, making you both write—a simple "yes".
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𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒊𝒔... I love you ❤
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elenadivincenzo · 6 years
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NIALL HORAN live on stage at Mediolanum Forum in Milan | 05.07.18 📸by @misselenadv www.elenadivincenzo.com #misselenadv #livemusic #elenadivincenzo #livemusic #livemusicphotography #rocktography #pictures #picoftheday #photographer #photooftheday #photos #music #concertphotos #concertpics #concertphotography #concertphotographer #lights #musicians #firstrow#pit #photopit #xlrepubblica @nikonitalia @nikonphotographers @nikoneurope @mediolanumforum @livenationit @niallhoran #flickerworldtour #niallhoran #niallhoranimagine #flickerworldtourmilan @livenation (presso Mediolanum Forum)
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niall-is-my-dream · 5 years
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Playing Hard to Get - A Niall Horan story - Part 1 (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/vHUxrN0kdU Charlotte is independent, bold and sarcastic. Disastrous dates are plentiful, but when she meets her best friend Willie's cousin things change.
The excitement at this standing at 1.1k reads. Slow and steady wins the race! 😂😂😂😂
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itsactuallyserena · 6 years
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I go back to school tomorrow💔💔#louistomlinsonimagines #louistomlinsonimagine #louistomlinson #niallhoranimagines #niallhoranimagine #harrystylesimagine #harrystylesimagines #harrystyles #niallhoran #liampayne #liampayneimagine #liampayneimagines
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im absolutely in love with frat boy niall 😍 • • if you want to see more content like this follow my accounts @directionerthings_ and @irishprincessniallworld 🍀💫 • • Hi, I just wanted to remind you that you are an amazing person and you deserve the best. You have reach so many things don't give up now! You are not alone I support you and I love you ❤ • #onedirection #liampayne #niallhoran #zaynmalik #louistomlinson #harrystyles #directionerforever #directioner #directionerfamily #niallhoranimagine #niallers #nialllovers #nialljameshoran #niallupdates #niallgirls #niallhoranupdates #niallimages (en Niall Horan We Love youღ) https://www.instagram.com/p/CJyuzYfLiNb/?igshid=13cnl9xy3cqm6
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niallsthebeast · 7 years
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VMA's with Niall
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