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twitter | 20.01

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niall’s soft sleepy “i love you” at the end of his interview with eoghan while cuddled up against his side in his hotel room = my breath, my tears, my heart

[bakagamieru]

who are eoghan and bressie?

http://bakagamieru.tumblr.com/post/125074364493/you-make-me-ship-nessie-although-i-have-no-idea

That should about sum it up for you.  Also, because I’m not sure I linked them in there, my tags are nessie and neoghan.

Oh!  And it’s been awhile since I wrote that, so Niall and Bressie are now involved in a recording studio together- Camden Recording Studios.  Bressie seems to be more on the hands-on, managing end of it and Niall probably helped with planning and financing.

Niall doesn’t get to see them as much anymore because they moved back to Ireland and he’s busy with his career, but he sees Eoghan a bit more and gets to do fun interview stuff with him occasionally.

*Also, I think the Blizzards are touring again.

I feel like I shortchanged Eoghan here, but I love him to death.  I just don’t know as many specifics about his and Niall’s shenanigans.  The absolute best interviews of Niall are when he’s with Eoghan though.  This one is a great one: http://bakagamieru.tumblr.com/post/151436463338/full-audio-nialls-interview-rte-2fm-06-10-16

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#jesus christ #I can only go ANBAHD here #and like- Harry says it as a joke when Niall meet the guy #but then Niall starts calling him that because Harry gets all pouty and jealous RYAN OH MY GOD

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“Really, Niall? Fucking, really?” Harry growls, snatching Niall’s mobile out of his hand and tossing it back behind his head. Niall doesn’t really see where it goes, too focused on the fury in Harry’s eyes to track where it’s gone. This is exactly why he has an OtterBox. “Are you fucking kidding me?”

“Not a fan of the ringtone. Noted.” Niall mumbles.

“It’s not fucking funny.” Harry growls lowly, narrowing his eyes.

“You’re the one that came up with it.” Niall points out, against his better judgment. “When I told Shawn, he thought it was hilarious. How many people actually find you funny besides me? I thought you’d get a kick out of it.”

“Really?” Harry asks dryly, narrowing his eyes even further until they’re little more than slits, and Niall has to wonder if he can really even see anything. “You thought I’d get a kick out of you having a ringtone for someone else that’s a sappy love song about your soulmate?”

“Yeah, but it’s like- ‘Sole’-mate. Sole like a shoe.” Niall says quickly. “Not like- Soulmate. You know I don’t believe in that shite.”

“As if Ashton weren’t enough competition.” Harry mutters, sighing and closing his eyes when Conan comes trotting up with Niall’s phone in his mouth. “Whatever, Niall. Just- Whatever.”

“Come on, Harry.” Niall groans, following after Harry as he makes his way towards the house. “Ashton’s no competition for you. And you know it’s not like that with Shawn. He’s just a kid, for god’s sake.”

“The last time you said that someone was just a kid and you’d never be interested in them, you fucking fell in love with him!” Harry snaps, turning around with wide, crazy eyes. “Because that was me! I was the last ‘kid’ that you would never be interested in!”

“Jaysus, you always find a way to be such a drama queen.” Niall says, rolling his eyes.

“Because you always find a way to invalidate whatever I’m feeling.” Harry counters angrily. “This is upsetting me, Niall, and instead of listening to that, you’re shutting me down like I’m being irrational. Like you don’t have a history of falling for guys you’re initially dismissive of, or of pushing me away and ignoring what I feel in order to focus on whatever it is that you want.”

“Here.” Niall sighs, taking the mobile out of Conan’s mouth and wiping it on his shirt before setting about deleting Shawn’s personalized ringtone. “There, it’s done. It’s not his ringtone anymore. Happy?”

“No.” Harry mutters, turning back around and walking inside the house.

“What do you want from me?” Niall groans, following again, as quickly as Bobby will allow.

“I want you to understand why I’m upset, not just throw a plaster on it and move on.” Harry says without looking at Niall as he digs through the fridge.

“It’s a joke about shoes!” Niall hisses. “A joke you came up with!”

“The joke isn’t what I’m upset about.” Harry says flatly. “The joke was funny. The first time. A month later, it’s lost its charm.”

“I’ll stop calling him that, then.” Niall shrugs.

“That’s- You’re still not getting it.” Harry grunts out, pinching at the bridge of his nose. “I mean- Yes. Stop calling my client your soulmate. That does need to stop.”

“Well, do you want me to stop talking to him?” Niall asks.

“No.” Harry says, shaking his head. “Niall, that’s not- Just- Never mind. Forget it.”

“No, Harry, just tell me what’s wrong.” Niall begs, coming around the island that’s been separating them. “I’m not good at this. You know that. You have to tell me something for me to know what you want. I’m not a mind reader.”

“It’s supposed to be me.” Harry whispers, closing his eyes. “If you call someone that, it’s supposed to be me.”

“Pet-” Niall says with a soft sigh, cupping Harry’s cheek. “You know I don’t believe in that stuff. But you know what I do believe in?”

“What?” Harry questions.

“I don’t believe this is the only universe.” Niall murmurs. “I believe there are countless other realities out there. And in some of them, we’re together and happy. And in some of them, we aren’t happy. And, in some of them, we aren’t even together. We may not have even met.”

“Yeah, that makes me feel a lot better.” Harry mutters, tearing his face away from Niall’s hand, only to have the blond shoot his other one out and grab his wrist before he can turn away.

“You didn’t let me finish.” Niall says firmly. “But the thing I really believe is that, in the universes that really matter, the ones where my life is worth anything and I’m happy, I have you by my side. Because I can’t imagine any version of me being truly happy without you.”

“That’s better.” Harry mumbles, burying his face in Niall’s neck. “I guess that’ll work.”

“I don’t like the concept of soulmates, because I don’t like the idea that you have to be with someone because that’s how it’s supposed to be.” Niall whispers, moving his arms up to wrap around Harry’s shoulders. “I like it better when it’s that I choose to be with you, and you choose to be with me, because that’s what we both want, not because it’s fate. Love that’s just destiny doesn’t feel real to me. I don’t want the universe or god or whatever telling me that we’re supposed to be together, because that should just come from our hearts.”

“Sop.” Harry snorts.

“And, of course, there’s the way you relentlessly nag me until I fall in love with you.” Niall grins. “I have a feeling that a lot of alternate-Nialls have had to put up with that.”

“And I’m back to hating you.” Harry huffs, pulling away from Niall with a furrowed brow and narrowed eyes again.

“No you aren’t.” Niall hums. “Because I don’t believe in soulmates, but you do.”

“Yeah, well, I hope there’s some version of you out there that’s a fairy prince or something, because the Niall I got stuck with is a real arse.” Harry grumbles.

“Jesus.” Niall says, shaking his head. “If I’m a fairy prince, what would you be?”

“A werewolf.” Harry beams. “It would be like- Forbidden love or something. Romeo and Juliet meets Beauty and the Beast, but with lots of buttsex.”

“You will never change.” Niall snorts. “In any universe. Are we alright then?”

“We will be.” Harry nods. “But, as punishment, you have to tell me about some of these other universes you think about.”

“I’ve got one you’d love.” Niall hums. “I’m a doctor, and you’re a crime lord. It’s all very dramatic.”

“Tell me everything.” Harry muses, dragging Niall towards the couch. “But tell it slowly, because I’ve got something in my head about a lighthouse keeper and I also want to see where that goes.”

[actualhumansunshine]

eoghan's tweet was FUNNY tooo I love him

fucking SCREAM

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niallhoran IG story | 13.09

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Julia talking with Eoghan about Niall, The Eoghan McDermott Show - RTÉ 2FM | 27.03

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Ain’t Nothin’ but a Hound Dog

Epilogue

Niall walks into the nursery, feeling light with the recent string of orgasms Harry pulled out of him, and then promptly stops dead in his tracks at the sight in front of him.

“Jaysus, Harry.” Niall sighs. “Onesies? Really? They aren’t babies.”

“They’re my babies.” Harry pouts, reaching down and plucking two of the puppies off of the ground. “All of them. Look at them. Don’t they look like me? Brown hair and green eyes and all?”

“No.” Niall says with a roll of his eyes. “They look like Conan. Stop that. It’s not going to work.”

“Niall!” Harry whimpers.

“We can’t keep all of them.” Niall says firmly. “Not only can we just not handle six puppies, we made a deal with James in order for him to lend us one of the unmatched females to breed Conan with. Two are going to be raised for All Dogs go to Heaven.”

“But we could still raise the other four as ours.” Harry argues stubbornly, as if they haven’t been having this conversation over and over again for weeks now.

“No, because two of them are already promised to Theo and Luke.” Niall sighs. “Two. That’s what we agreed to keep. And I only ever wanted to keep one, so two is as far as you’re getting me to budge on this.”

“Why are you so mean?” Harry pouts. He holds the puppies straight out, nearly sending Niall flopping onto his arse just to avoid being head-butted by eight week old labs. “Look at them. How can you just send them away forever?”

“Love-” Niall says gently, taking the puppies out of Harry’s hands and placing them on the floor with the rest of their wiggly, yipping brothers and sisters. “I know you love them all, but you know this is what we have to do.”

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