#but the second im ethan again im getting my ass BEAT!!!!

[2bootsup]

Genuinely is Ethan weaker than Mia in re7..

[diorsluv]

casual , part 5

“ i thought you thought of me better ”

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next chapter notes ) hey loves guess who didn’t proofread!!! I FEEL LIKE THIS IS LESS AND LESS ENTERTAINING IDKKK

tags: @dancerbailey3 @hughesfein @loveforaugust@alwaysclassyeagle@love4ldr@inhoodmood@bunting58@crazycat-ladys-blog@smoooore@bunbunbl0gs

[grantzarrr]

Just a thing g.d

summary: Y/n and Grayson don’t like labels but they fuck around with each other and feelings are definitely there, but what happens when they are revealed?

warnings: poorly written smut :)

tags: @fangdolan @gothlydolan @onlyyyarii (idk why it didn’t work :(( )

There she is, in her sexiest piece of lingerie that she could find. What was she doing? Well, she was taking mirror pictures for her boyfriend—fuck buddy—? To everyone besides them, they were seemed to just be dating but Y/n and Grayson just didn’t want to put a label on it yet. They never claimed each other but would always deny that they were fuck buddies, they just wanted to enjoy each other without having to feel like there was a need to call- what they have- something. Just taking it slow.

But while she was setting that up, Grayson was in the middle of filming for his podcast with Ethan and Ryan and she knew far and well what he was doing. She knew exactly what time it was, she knew that if Grayson’s phone ‘blew up’ a few times, everyone would be on his case ready to ask questions. And that's exactly how she wanted and what she wanted.

“So gray, are you still trying to figure your love life out or—like what’s going on there?” Ryan asked, being very keen on his relationship.

“Uh, ry you mean fuck partner?” Ethan teased knowing where to push him.

“Oh fuck off e, we’re not fuck partners nor in a relationship—just enjoying each other for a bit.”

Then he felt it, his phone buzzing notifying him that he received a message, he only glanced though, roughly seeing your name and turning his phone back over. But then, that notification went off again back to back. That right there caused some heads to turn as Grayson saw it was you again and going to see what’s up this time. And oh- was he surprised, there you were sitting on your knees in some lingerie, giving him that little smirk he would love to fuck outta you. He noticed the first little remark of 4 that you sent, that one just stuck out more it seemed like you were talking as if you had known what exactly he was doing.

here’s something to talk about on ur little podcast. p.s ik u wanna tell them were together so go on ;)

And that fucked Grayson up, as much as he wanted to fucking call you his just for you to say that did something— but he couldn’t be quite sure. But as he continued staring he started to shift in his seat a little, only staring at your tits in that, looking so perfect for him. Only him. All he wanted to do was to cover them in hickies. Oh, how bad he wanted to flip you over your vanity and force you to watch him through the mirror as he pounded into you miraculously. Then to place you on your knees and shove his dick down your throat until he saw the tears himself.

“Yo gray? seems as if someone got you a little tensed there? You’re shifting bro..” Ethan chuckled, he knew it was you asking to get dicked down or something. He just wanted to fuck with his brother and see how long it would take here. “Oh no, it’s nobody.” He blurted out quickly but he knew for this to stop he had to respond, to at least say something so he did it swiftly as possible.

Y/n you better fucking stop or I swear you won’t even have free hands to type.

He was pissed, aggravated he was so mad that you were getting away with that, and he couldn’t do shit. He had to sit there and film his podcast for about an hour and he just fucking knew you wouldn’t let this go, not even for a second. And he thought everyone forgot until Ethan brought it back up and he had to say at least something they wanted to hear now.

“Is that uh is that your girlfriend? Hm? Is she asking for you to come over again?” Ethan lightheartedly joked but still, he was so determined to get Grayson to boil and steam over like he did every time just on camera. “Jesus e, would you let it go already.” Grayson gritted being so easily tempted to just end the podcast, it's been at least 58 minutes he can firmly say.

“Oh no go ahead, I would like to hear about this so to be fuck buddy, what is it only on Fridays? like a club? because I would love to be invited” Ryan joined in with Ethan on the little joke but he seriously wanted to know about this just in the goofy little way to make of it. But just as Grayson was about to answer, another one of a more scandalous photo sent. This photo made its way to his number one spot on the “Private Folder” of his. Grayson felt like he was gonna explode but the explosive was straight at his dick and his face went beat red. Not of embarrassment but because holy shit— look at you.

It was you legs spread and the camera hovering just where to leave the imagination running wild but still enough to tell you were wet, even if he has already seen it all. It still fucked him up in ways he couldn’t even began to fonder over. And it was just enough for him to say enough of that teasing.

“Yo, um, I gotta go- but finish the pod ok? Alright, I’ll be back...later.” Grayson rushed off quickly. Everyone in the room just watched in silence as he quickly gathered his phone and a few small little things he carried with him and he left. “Yup, booty call- where the fuck is my 10 dollars, Ryan!” Ethan shouted, happy he won this little ‘bet’. “Wow-.” Was all Ryan could say.

Once Grayson got to her house, he didn’t even bother to knock, he knew that the spear key was always under the 4th rock to the left. And when he got in...oh boy was he furious. Talking as he closed and locked the door back, not knowing she was right in the living room getting herself off. “Y/n what the fuck was that!? I told you that I-.” He was stopped dead in his tracks when he heard her wimpier his name softly, he gulped quickly and turning her way to watch exactly what she was doing. “Oh-, I see you’ve started without me—and that’s the biggest mistake of your fucking life babe.”

And with that, he went and grabbed both her hands and held them above her head, diving in with a very heated kiss. Y/n begun mumbling words against their kiss as she tried rolling her naked hips against his crotch for some friction. “You wanna go and send shit like that to me when I’m filming? Then have the audacity to finger yourself? Instead of simply telling me you wanted to fuck—god why are you so risky.”

He tried to not rage at her, there was no point she wasn’t his girl but nor was she a ‘fuck buddy’ well technically yeah, but to them, they weren’t. But the shit she pulls sometimes fucks him up, having him thinking about it for days and easily getting hard at the smallest memory and he can’t say shit or it’ll be over, and boy he fucking loves it, who wouldn’t? The adrenaline is what Grayson Dolan is all about. He doesn’t know if she feels the same or he just really knows how to fuck her right yet. “ Mhmm I did and I’ll do it multiple times until you boil over because I’m your little risk maker.” She smirked—oh did she just say-

“You wanna fuck with me like that hm? Have me thinking about it for days? Well, I’ll show you a good fucking alright.” He growled at her, having a good reason to give it to her good after that claim. He started attacking her neck. Sucking and licking, little nibbles here and there and he then moved down her body. Still having her hands above them. He stopped right at beginning of her pussy.

“Get up and bend over on the couch, now.” He demanded and was very determined to show her what she could have if they were together. He still didn’t quite know if she meant what she said but shit... he’ll take it. As she was getting up he smacked her ass giving her more of a little pep in her step, and she didn’t dare to say anything. As she was getting in the position, he got behind her and started to scrip, he just wanted to see her bend from behind, getting some of the action in. Once he did he started to stroke his cock, eyes fully on her pussy from behind and her ass. Her being impatient and hearing his short little breaths, she peaked from her shoulder at him and God was that a sight to see.

“Does that feel good, angel?” His deep voice rumbling within her, he knew he wouldn’t get anything out of her. His dick is big enough to keep anything but moans and groans from escaping. So all she did was nod quickly. The couch was snacking, she was shaking he was pounding into her giving out everything he had built up. “Fuck, I love the sounds my fucking pussy makes.” He gritted. She already knew face down on the couch, ass up and he hammered, Y/n wasn’t even sure she would be able to walk after this. And oh wait— did he say?

He just filled her up to the brim with his cock alone, the thickness and fullness of it alone would fulfill her. God was he good, gripping a handful of hair for a leverage of their position, “Graysonn, don’t stop, please.” She begged and since she asked so nicely he didn’t stop and wasn’t going to until her orgasm had her in tears. “Come on, baby. I know for a fact that you can be a hell of a lot louder than that.” But she couldn’t, her neighbors recently complained about it since their baby was born. But when he was going at it like this, all she could say was “Neighbor. Babies—FUCK!” He understood completely- on both ends. The neighbors that had their baby and that she was gonna cum, he also felt her pussy clench so he knew for a fact. He was already at the edge of his orgasm.

“Did you claim me?” They both coincidentally said at the same time but who was gonna answer it...

A/N: helloo, hope you liked it!! im gonna drown in holy water now :D

[bittywitches]

All Yours (Grayson Dolan Fanfic)

A/N: I’m so sorry I can’t really tell what this is anymore I just. Needed to finish it. This is absolutely way too long and prolly bad but here you go :)

Basically it’s just Grayson getting super duper jealous and paranoid of how close his girlfriend and Ethan are 

Hope everyone’s doing well. Love you guys <3

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“E you’re literally kidding me right now.”

“Bro it’s literally true you’ve been here the entire time you have EVIDENCE!”

“OH MY GOD ETHAN your life was not going to shit because of mercury being in retrograde! That makes no fucking sense!”

“HOW can you say that-“

“Do you know what retrograde even IS?”

“Y/N y-“

“Shut the fuck up im trying to educate you. ‘Mercury being in rEtRoGrAdE’ is just us seeing mercury’s orbit from EARTH-“

“Dude-“

“LISTEN YOU DUMBASS it’s SCIENCE we’re just OBSERVING another orbit while we are ALSO orbiting around the SAME THING-“

“BRO I-“

“Grayson tell him he’s a fucking idiot!”

“HOE he’s literally the one who found the store to buy us those stones!”

She whipped her head around in shock with a slight undertone of disgust. “GRAYSON!”

Grayson looked up from his phone. “Do not drag me into this.”

“Grayson you fucking dUMBASS-“

“Baby-“

“PLEASE tell me it was a joke. You were just committing to the joke.”

He went back to his phone.

“GRAYSON PLEASE-“

“Y/N THERE’S NO OTHER EXPLANATION FOR HOW SHITTY THIS WEEK HAS BEEN-“ Ethan exclaimed.

“Oh I’m gonna-“ she jumped off the couch and lunged towards him, ready to pounce, but Grayson grabbed her waist to hold her back. 

“Honey you have got to chill.”

“It is not my fault that Ethan can’t understand BASIC TENTH GRADE SCIENCE-“

“JOKE’S ON YOU I NEVER WENT TO TENTH GRADE-“

“You FUCKER-“

“BABE CALM THE FUCK DOWN!” He yanked her back, and she fell back on top of his chest.

“Can’t you open your mind for one second Y/N-“ 

“E stop instigating her!” He said, trying to keep a growling Y/N locked in his arms.

“It’s a COINCIDENCE! It’s a  scientific phenomenon that happens with lots of satellites in space but has no relation to Earth or us whatsoever and has NOTHING TO DO with your SHITTY WEEK ETHAN! You are just incredibly unlucky!”

“Okay babe you’re actually scaring me maybe turn the rage down a bit?” Gray asked, trying for a soothing tone.

“And you on the other hand! Are you stupid? Are you literally stupid Grayson-“

“BABY-“

She bent down and bit on his arm and he yelped , letting go more out of surprise than in pain.

“Y/N WHAT THE FUCK?” He rubbed his arm and pouted at her.

“Everyone who lives here is a FUCKING IDIOT!” She yelled, storming out of living room and into the kitchen.

A few seconds pass.

...

“You’re not really mad though, right?” Ethan said quietly after clearing his throat.

Y/N walked back into the living room, now holding a bag of potato chips. “Nah, I’m just bored and wanted to argue.”

She plopped herself onto the couch next to Ethan and smiled at him, and he rolled his eyes, but it got a laugh out of Grayson.

“So we cool?” Ethan eyed her warily. 

“Of course,” she laughed, then pecked him on the cheek. “I just thrive on dysfunction.” She popped a chip into her mouth.

“Yea she’s right about that..” Gray mumbled from his seat, still staring at his phone.

“Shut up, asshole.”

“Bitchass.”

She laughed. “I love you.”

“Love you too.”

“So you do think our shitty week was because of mercury being in retrograde.”

Her laughter stopped when she turned around to look at Ethan. She blinked. “You’re kidding, right?”

“What? You just said-“

“Yea because I thought you were joking-“

“What? I wasn’t-“

“Oh my god don’t get me started-“

“LETS JUST WATCH THE MOVIE!” Grayson shouted, throwing his phone onto the counter.

Y/N snorted. “Jeez, Gray, it’s like you want us to stop fighting.”

“Yea, no doubt this is definitely turning you on right now.” Ethan wiggled his eyebrows, and Y/N spat from laughing so hard as she doubled over.

“EW what the F-” Gray screamed.

“It’s okay, you can be honest with us. It’s not your fault you’re into weird shit.” Y/N howled from laughter.

Grayson rolled his eyes. “Of course you two only stop fighting if it’s to make fun of me. I see how it is-“

“Bubba stop wallowing and start the movie!” Y/N threw a pillow at him, and it landed smack in his face.

“Nice shot.” Ethan remarked.

“Thank you, good sir.” She gave him a high five.

“God, this is one of those times I wish you guys weren’t friends first.” Grayson groaned, grabbing the remote and turning the TV on.

“Hey man, the one time I make a friend on my own and she ends up being your girlfriend. Sounds like a pretty good deal to me, dude-“

“Don’t start with this shit again, E-“

“I mean I basically got you your girlfriend, you technically owe me bro-“

“Shut the fuck up E!”

“Excuse me,” Y/N interjected, shoving Ethan’s shoulder. “You didn’t do shit, okay? I honestly probably just got unlucky and ended up meeting you first instead of Grayson.” She smirked.

“Wow, okay, first of all, fuck you-“

“I'M PUTTING THE MOVIE ON!” Grayson shouted.

“Damn, baby, what’s got you in a bad mood today?” Y/N giggled, and Ethan snickered along with her. They constantly got into tiny fights about nothing just for fun, and it was what made their friendship so interesting. But they knew when to stop fooling around, and it seemed like now was one of those times.

Gray sighed. “Nothinggg, I’m just tired.” It wasn’t nothing, but he was tired. He kicked his feet up into the sofa and leaned back against the pillow. Ethan has already draped the big fuzzy blanket over him and Y/N.

“Baby..” Grayson whined. “Come over here. I wanna cuddle.” 

“But it’s so faaar..” Y/N groaned. “And I’m already so cozy.” She smiled at him sweetly.

Grayson couldn’t help but feel warm and fuzzy from the look she gave him, but he was still disappointed. He slumped his shoulders and turned back towards the screen.  “Whatever..”

“Aww, Baby, don’t be like that, then you’ll make me feel bad.”

“Jesus you guys are adorably disgusting.” Ethan cringed at you both, and Grayson groaned.

“Why, thank you, kind sir.” Y/N said, grabbing the blanket away from Ethan then scurrying over to Graysons sofa, making his eyes light up.

“Hey! I was using that.” Ethan grumbled.

“Sorry, it’s needed for cuddles which is more important than your lonely ass.”

“Why are you so mean to me?”

“Because you always forgive me right afterwards.” She gave him a cheeky grin, and he scoffed at her.

She turned to Grayson. “Okay, scooch over, you attention whore.” 

“Hey-“

“I looove you.” 

Grayson rolled his eyes. “You’re lucky I love you too.” He shimmied over, letting Y/N crawl over him so she could nestle up close into his chest. Grayson then threw the blanket over both of them. She laid her head in the crook of his neck, and pressed a kiss there.

“You’re not mad, right?”

He looked down at her, wary. A little, he thought. “No.. why?”

“Dunno..” she shrugged. “Just feels like you are.”

“Well, I’m not.” He said, not with much enthusiasm. He pressed a kiss to her forehead.

“Would you two stop whispering and start the movie already?” Ethan said, putting his feet up onto the counter. 

“Yeah, yeah, okay.” Gray reaches for the remote, and started the movie.

...

“There’s no way!”

Grayson groaned, finally waking up to the sound of chattering voices and giggling.

“He’d never do that.” He heard Y/N’s voice say. 

He grumbled, rubbing his eyes, but then noticed that he couldn’t feel the weight of Y/N on top of him. He cracked his eyes open and found her missing from his arms. He then turned to find her sitting back over on the couch, next to Ethan.

“You don’t give him enough credit.” Ethan said, grinning. 

“I’m not saying I blame him! It makes sense that he wouldn’t.”

He couldn’t explain it, but Grayson felt some sort of anger bubbling in his chest. Why did it seem like every moment he got with Y/N was being stolen? Was he no longer able to just fall asleep with his girlfriend in his arms? Did Ethan always have to be the one he saw instead?

“What’re you two girls giggling about?” He growled, throwing the blanket off of him as he sat up.

“Look who finally decided to wake up.” Y/N said, turning away from E to face him.

Grayson sighed. He couldn’t beat around the bush anymore, so he asked the obvious question. “Whatre you doing over there, baby?”

“Well, you fell asleep halfway through the movie. And you just looked so cute... I didn’t wanna wake you up.” She smiled at him, that familiar twinkle in her eye.

Gray tilted his head at her, unsure what to make of it. How did she always end up doing something sweet so he couldn’t stay mad at her?

“What are you guys talking about?” He asked again.

“Y/N was just telling me about this sex position you won’t try.” He snorted.

Grayson closed his eyes. “Please, dear god, tell me he’s joking.” He opened them again and looked at her.

She laughed, getting up and seating herself down next to him. “He’s joking, bub.” She gave him a side glance. “We were actually just talking about whether or not you’d give up your work for me.”

Grayson blinked, then turned to Ethan. “Are you trying to make me lose my girlfriend?” 

He laughed. “No, we were just talking about the podcast and stuff, and she said how she’s never seen you as happy as you are doing that kind of stuff with anything else. To which I said, you’d give it all up in a second for her.”

“Okay I’m not confirming or denying anything-“ Grayson pressed a hand to Y/N’s cheek, “-I love you,-“ he added, getting a smile from her, “but I don’t feel like you’re in a position where you can make that kind of comment while I am unconscious and unable to defend myself.” He directed back at Ethan.

“Baby, relax.” Y/N took his hand from her cheek and pressed a kiss against his palm. “We were just talking. I just said that there’s no way you’d just give up on all of this. On everything. And that makes SENSE.” She said to Ethan. “No relationship should demand that you give up anything that important to you.”

“Right but I’m just saying-“

“Ethan maybe just shut up.” Gray interjected. “Just a little. Just shut up.”

Y/N laughed again. She cupped Grayson’s cheeks, turning his face towards hers, and pressed a quick kiss against his lips. “Sorry, Baby. Didn’t mean to make you all flustered right after you woke up.” She giggled.

Grayson sighed, but smiled. “Sometimes I wonder if you’re worth all this embarrassment.”

“No, you don’t.” 

“Yea, you’re right. I don’t.” He grinned.

“Okay, it’s getting too cute again. I’m going to bed before I puke.” Ethan got up, making a gagging gesture with his finger. “Gnight.”

“Night, E.” Y/N said, laughing as he walked out of the room.

“God, I thought he’d never leave.” Grayson pulled Y/N into his arms and kissed her face all over.

She giggled, pushing his face away. “What are you talking about? You literally just woke up.”

“And I was expecting to wake up to my girlfriends pretty face, not his nasty one.” He snuggled his nose into her cheek as she rolled her eyes.

“What’re you talking about.” 

“I’m just saying that I don’t mind it when he’s not here to steal you away.”

“Steal me?” She finally got his face off of her and she looked at him, crossing her arms. “the hell is that supposed to mean?”

He gave her a mixture of a sigh and a laugh. “Nothing, babe.”

“Grayson.”

“Yes, Baby.” He pushed her hair back behind her shoulders.

She swatted his hands away. “What is that supposed to mean?”

He shrugged. “I’m just saying that when I fall asleep with my girlfriend in my arms, it isn’t the best feeling waking up to see her giggling with my brother.”

She sat up abruptly, almost knocking him in the face in the process. “What?”

“Nothingggg, never mind.”

“Grayson-“

“I love you,” he said. 

“Ok we can’t keep saying that to avoid stuff!” She jabbed at him.

“I’m not avoiding anything, baby girl.” He wrapped his arms around her and pressed a kiss to her forehead. 

Y/N hesitated. “Bub...”

“Mmm.” He bent down and pressed a kiss to her lips. She held him there, as if she was testing him for something. But she couldn’t seem to figure out what. 

They broke apart, and Grayson sighed against her lips.

“I hate that E had to meet you first.”

“Why?” She pulled away just enough to see his eyes.

“Because-“ he stopped, and breathed out. “Because I didn’t get to have you for as long as I could have.” He decided to say that instead, while pressing his forehead against hers.

“You have me now.” She said.

He smiled. “Yea...” he pulled back from her, a wistful sort of look in his eye.

Do I, though? He thought.

Grayson shook his head, then laid back on the couch, putting his arms back behind his head as he breathed out. He felt Y/N weigh down on his chest, propping herself up on her elbows as she looked down at him. She stayed like that for a while, watching him breathe and stare at the ceiling. He wanted to know what was running through her head, but he kept his eyes closed, knowing that if he did look at her he’d feel jealous all over again.

He hated the very idea of him being jealous in the first place. It was icky and weird, and quite frankly disgusting. What was he supposed to be jealous of?

Ethan.

He pushed that thought way, just thinking about it making him queasy. What the fuck was he thinking? How could he be jealous of Ethan when Y/N was his girlfriend? Sure, they were friends first, and yes that pissed him off to no end, but that’s all it was. They were just friends.

Right?

No.

Grayson brought his hands up to his eyes, somehow trying to rub the thoughts out of his head. He let out a loud sigh. 

Why did she have to be like this? It’s not like he had a problem with her being close with Ethan. He loved that, and he always wanted his partner to have a good relationship with his brother. Ethan was super important to him, and he wanted both his love and his brother to be in his life. And that’s what he got, so he should be lucky right? He should be happy at the thought that the three of them could just hang out and things wouldn’t be weird.

Yes it would.

No it wouldn’t.

They spend too much time together.

No they don’t.

She probably wants to be with him instea-

“Woah- okay.” Grayson mumbled, opening his eyes fast to pull himself out of his spiral. That went too far way too fast. He peered up at the ceiling, trying to concentrate on the blank white colour and clear his thoughts.

He felt Y/N shift on his chest, probably in response to his small outburst, and he prayed that she wouldn’t say anything. He waited a second.

Two.

Three.

She didn’t make a sound, aside from her soft breath. He relaxed.

This is Y/N. his girlfriend. The girl he loved, and the girl he was quite sure loved him the same way. Nobody else. Just him.

You sure?

“Fuck!”

“Baby, are you okay?” She finally said now, pushing herself up off of his chest gently to look at him with furrowed eyebrows.

“Yea, princess. I’m fine. Just.. a headache.”

She titled her head at him, a worried look in her eye. “You sure?”

You sure?

“YES!” He said a little too loudly, making her jump a little. “Yes, I’m sure.”

She peered at him with a look of unease, but she dropped it. He seemed tired, and she didn’t want to push him. However, she could tell there was something running through his mind, and it was bothering him.

His face looked pale for the first time, and it freaked her out. His eyebrows were all furrowed, and he just felt dark and unsettling.

“What’re you thinking about, bub?” She finally said, unable to keep wondering.

Grayson coughed. What was he to say? 

“...You.” He finally decided with, trying for a playful smile, but his eyes still seemed tired. Uneasy.

“Is that so?” She laid down, bringing her arms down flat on his chest and resting her chin above them. “What about me?”

“Just you.” He brought a hand up to brush a hair out of her face, and this time she let him. “Your pretty face.”

Just for me.

“Right.”

“And your sparkling eyes.”

For no one else.

“Mhm.”

“And your stupid little smile that literally makes me want to squeal like a little school girl.” He said now, a little frustrated, but making him realize once more that this was still Y/N. the girl he had fallen for, and loved with everything he had.

“Aw, I make you squeal like a little girl?”

“Constantly.”

“That may be the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me.”

“Shut up.”

They both breathed out, their anxious sighs mingling with one another. 

Grayson felt Y/N drag her finger across his chest, stopping abruptly right before touching his hand.

She knows.

Knows what?

Knows that you don’t trust her.

He took her hand in his, grabbing it tightly and pressing it against his chest.  

I do trust you.

I do.

It was like he could feel her smiling against his chest, and suddenly he relaxed once more. He rubbed her palm with his thumb, glad he could find something to focus on. It was as if she felt the same way, because he felt her place her head down against his chest. He closed his eyes once more, lining his breath up with her soft breath. His other hand found its way to her lower back, now gently rubbing up and down, the way he did whenever she couldn’t fall asleep.

Just fall asleep.

...

“Shit.”

Grayson stirred from his sleep, awoken by the sound of Y/N’s quiet voice. 

“Mmmbaby, s’that y-?” He went to sleepily grab Y/N’s waist, but sort of shook himself awake when his arms landed flat against his waist. 

He wanted to yell. “God, again with this shit?” He grumbled, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.

“Sorry. Didn’t mean to wake you.” Her voice made him pull his arms away, letting his eyes adjust to the darkness. He finally recognized his girlfriend’s shape standing next to the sofa. He then saw the spilled water at her feet.

“What are you...” he glanced back up at her, and she ran a hand through her hair.

“I got thirsty. Didn’t wanna wake you...” She sighed. “But I couldn’t see in the dark, and I knocked into the stupid coffee table and spilled it all.” She rubbed her eye with the back of her palm and pouted.

Grayson reached for his phone, picking it up and squinting as the bright light shone in his face. 

It was 2am. 

He turned the flashlight on his phone on so he could see where the water had spilled. Thankfully, none had gotten on the carpet. He placed the phone down and sighed. “My clumsy baby.” He got up off the couch and carefully walked over to her, stepping over the puddle of water. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders and kissed her on the forehead. “Okay, I’ll get the mop. Go to bed.”

She smiled. “Love you.”

...

About fifteen minutes later, Grayson quietly shut the door to his bedroom, and saw his girlfriend sitting up in his bed, her head laying against the backboard, and a pretty light shining over her face from the table lamp. Her eyes seemed a little glazed, as if she was about to drift off, but smiled and sat up when she saw him enter the room.

“Why aren’t you sleeping?” Grayson asked, getting into bed next to her.

She shrugged. “Didn’t wanna fall asleep without you.”

She laid her head on his shoulder, and sighed. “I know we kinda say it all the time, so it’s kinda almost lost meaning at this point, but…” she tilted her head to look up at him. “I really do love you.”

Her hand rustled under the blanket to find his, and their fingers intertwined. “A lot.” 

Grayson’s eyebrows furrowed. “What’s gotten into you?”

“Nothin’.” She said, reaching up to kiss his cheek. 

“Well, whatever it is, I like it.”

Grayson pushed her back down onto her pillow and kissed her while she giggled against his lips. 

She pushed him back by his shoulders, giving him a funny look. “I’m just trying to show my appreciation for you.”

“So am I.” He pressed a kiss to her lips again, and this time she didn’t stop him, her hands finding their usual place at his jaw and neck. 

When they pulled apart, she kept his head in place, pressing their noses together. “You’re amazing.”

“You’re weird when you’re tired.”

She pecked his lips. “It’s strange that you use the word ‘weird’ instead of ‘affectionate’.”

She let go of him, letting her arms fall on top of the blanket. She stretched, and let out a yawn. She pushed him down onto the mattress, and laid her head in the crook of his neck, her arm against his chest.

Grayson leaned back, just watching the view in front of him. His wonderful girlfriend, falling asleep next to him, in his bed. Hearing her breathing as she drifted off to sleep, her chest slowly rising and falling as she began to dream. It was everything he wanted. 

Then why was there that nagging voice still in the back of his head?

This isn’t real.

What the hell is that supposed to mean?

She’s faking it. 

What?

All of it.

What is wrong with you?

She’s pretending.

No she’s not.

She is.

She’s not.

She is.

She loves me!

You sure?

…

I have to be sure.

“Y/N…”

“Mmm?”

“Tell me the story of how you met Ethan.”

She looked up at him with a weird look. “Why?”

“Just ‘cause.”

“..babe?”

“I just wanna hear it.”

“But you already know that story.”

“I know..” He stroked her hair. “I just wanna hear it again.”

“Baby what is going on with you?” She pushed herself up off of his chest to look at him, sitting up now.

“Okay, fine. Just tell me what you really thought when you saw him for the first time.”

“What?”

“Were you really just trying to be friends with him?”

“Bub-” 

“Or did you want something else?”

“Grayson!” she shoved at his chest. “What is wrong with you?”

“Baby please.” He grabbed her arm. “Did you want him, ever?”

She flung his arm off of her. “What the fuck is wrong with you?”

“Just tell me!” He yelled, impatient and worried.

She blinked at him in astonishment. “Okay, so what if I did, huh?”

His heart sank. “Don’t play games with me, Y/N.”

“So WHAT if I DID, GRAYSON?” she was shouting now too, no longer caring about keeping her voice down so not to wake Ethan. 

“Don’t fucking say that.”

“Why would that even matter? I’m not with him, am I? I’m with YOU!”

“Y/N-”

“Grayson, please....” She put her face in her hands. Rubbing her eyes with her palms. “What is wrong? Do you have a problem with me?”

“What? No! I-”

“Then why are you doing this? Why are you acting like a jealous freak? Do you not trust me? Do you not believe me when I pour my heart out to you? When I say that I love you?”

“I’m not jealous-”

“Yes you are!” She threw her hands up in the air. “I’ve never said anything about it, because I didn’t want to. It’s weird, Gray. And especially today! What do you have to be jealous of? Do you not want me to be friends with Ethan? Is that it?”

“No…” His fingers raked through his hair. “No.”

“Then what, Gray? What is it that you want from me?”

She paused. 

“Do you not want me?”

His eyes widened. “What the fuck are you talking about?” He wrapped his arms around her aggressively, burying his nose into her shoulder. “You are all I’ve ever wanted.”

She sighed. “Bub…” she gently pushed herself away from his so she could look him in the eye. “No. I’ve never had feelings for Ethan. He’s my friend. My really, good friend that I care a lot about. But I don’t feel anything towards him like what I feel towards you.”

He gave her an exasperated sigh. “Then what did you really think of Ethan the first time you met him?”

“Nothing out of the ordinary! I just thought he was a nice person that I’d like to hang out with.”

Grayson gave her a weary look. 

“Babe, I don’t understand. You say that you trust me, but if you did why would you act like this?”

“I don’t know, Y/N! It’s not like I want to! It’s just- you guys are so close. And I’ve just never seen Ethan be that close to someone other than me, and, I don’t know, okay? It just. It just freaks me out.”

Y/N cupped his jaw. “Grayson.”

“Yea?”

“You know what I thought the first time I met you?”

“...what?”

“Wow. I didn’t know it was possible for someone to have a twin significantly more attractive than they are.”

Grayson blinked, but then almost spit all over her, doubling over in laughter, completely forgetting about the seriousness of the situation. Y/N couldn’t help but giggle as well, glad to see him smile.

“Shut up.” He said after controlling his laughing. “Don’t lie.”

“I’m dead serious.” She chuckled. “My hands were all sweaty the entire time, and you know how I kept completely falling off the track while we were playing mario kart?

“Mhm?”

“That’s cuz I was staring at your reflection in the tv screen.”

“Shut UP!”

“I swear to god I’m serious!” she laughed. “And after I gave up to let you guys play and I was just on my phone, I was actually imagining us making out.”

He grabbed her face and kissed her, surprising her, but she relaxed in his arms. When he pulled away, he said: “You are so good at lying to make me feel better.” 

“I’m not lying!”

“Mhm.” He kissed her again, wrapping one arm around her waist while the other held her neck firmly. She moaned against his lips, holding his face in both hands. When they pulled away, they were out of breath.

“Okay, maybe I exaggerated a little bit.” She smiled. “But the point is, I love you. Nobody else.”

Grayson sighed. “I love you.” He pressed his forehead against hers. “I’m sorry.”

“You should be.”

“Hey.”

“What? You should.”

He rolled his eyes. “Fine. You’re right.”

He kissed her forehead. “I’m really sorry. I’ve been a huge dick.”

“You sure have.”

Then her nose. “I was an idiot to be jealous.”

“Mhm.”

And then a peck on her lips. “I love you. So much.”

She grinned. “I love you too.”

“Promise me one thing?”

“What?”

“You’ll always be mine?” he asked, his lips grazing against hers.

She smiled at him. “I’m all yours.” she said, then connected their lips once more.

[missrandomdreamer]

Resident Evil Village Heisenberg x OC Fic

Uh uh...*throws words up here and runs away*

PSA: I dont know things about apartment maintenance and like and just this is something that i needed to get out of my system which I will write on more later but this is what you guys get. Sorry its shit >< I dont know what Im doing lol just wanted to post it cause idk

This is like alternate ending shite of Resident Evil Village where Ethan and Heisenberg work together and beat Miranda but Ethan doesnt make it leaving Heisenberg alive but having to be relocate and start over after all of the shit and stuff so :'T but yeah like i said i dont know what im doing!~

read story under cut ;3 if you want and stuff and warning just lots of language cause Karl

A Little Bit of Hope

First half of Chapter 1:

Heisenberg stared at the ceiling while he laid down on his new bed, in his new apartment. Shirtless with only his pants and boots to show for any sort of clothing, his old necklaces, which he still kept possession of hung haphazardly on his heavily scarred chest. He heard the hum of the old fan above him and felt what little breeze came from it. He watched the blades go around in circles stirring up a not too distant memory. How-could he actually be here? Was this all a dream or was he really here? He thought freedom would feel different, not like this. He had been such a caged bird for so long trying to figure out how to fit back into society was hard, especially in a new place entirely. Though he never would openly admit it, he had traded one type of cage for another. The Redfield fucker wasn’t much help, after all that happened back at the village. Sure he got him out of there, gave him a new life but he still felt trapped. “You’ll be under surveillance, don’t try anything stupid we wont hesitate to put a bullet in you.. You aren’t an innocent man, Heisenberg.” Karl’s knuckles had gone white and wanted to punch the prick but he was already up shit’s creak as it was.

He put his hand up, reaching to the ceiling, fingers outstretched before closing his hand into a tight fist, bringing his attention to the foreign objects that clung to his wrist now. Fuck these things. Another little gift from the Redfield fucker. “Don’t think we would forget about your powers, these bangles will put an end to any thoughts of you thinking of using them. You can do your jobs fine without them, the goal is for you to blend in, not to cause another situation like Louisiana and the Village.” Yeah, yeah he isn’t a dumb fuck but fuck him for taking his power from him. He growled and he felt the electricity course in his veins and spark inside trying to break free but the bangles just glowed in response, blocking it from escaping. Karl closed his eyes and huffed it through his nose. He needed a cigar but that would require him to get up and go outside: apartment rules.

However, the knock on the door that came .5 seconds later after that thought would have to make him get up anyways. Fuck what was it this time? Broken pipe? Electrical problem? It seemed he was having to fix something every five seconds. Well I guess that was the purpose of this job yet he couldn't help if this building was a walking hazard ready to melt down at any given second. “Mr.Heisenberg are you in?” came an old but heavily accented voice.

Again Karl sighed, frowning, he really should have got that cigar earlier. “Coming.” he called to the person behind the door which was t he owner and landlady of the apartments, Mrs. Allegri. Heisenberg sighed and threw on an old army green tank and his blacked glasses. He didn’t feel like crossing his room for another shirt or his signature hat, just dressing half-assed today. He maneuvered through his darkened apartment before opening the door blinking at the hallway window’s light. Damn this place was too bright even with his sunglasses, “Ma’am?” he asked as he now turned his attention to the little old woman who stood before him, arms crossed over her chest. Her raven hair piled high into her signature bun, with streaks of grey showing like spider’s web. She gave the man a look behind those cat glasses, it was the usual judgmental look, something he was slowly getting used to but still always making him annoyed. “Got to play nice with the locals.” He thought bitterly to himself. If he could have it his way he would be working in his shop all day and night without interaction with anyone but nope, couldn’t have that shred of happiness could he?

“Mr. Heisenberg, Miss Joyce of apartment 210 is having issues with her air conditioning. Can you please go fix it right away? Also,” she dragged on and Heisenberg fought again with every ounce of being to not roll his eyes, “the one of the washers is leaking all over the floor again. The previous repair man-

“I know Mrs. Alllegri, the old guy, just put a band-aid on it and hoped for the best. I’ll take care of it, don’t worry.” Heisenberg knew the story, old ass hole before half assed his job or maybe he just wasn’t getting paid enough and didn’t really fix anything. Which made his own job more annoying than anything. Like he said, the place was a ticking time bomb, Redfield knew how to piss him off didn’t he? Though Heisenberg was brought out of his thoughts but the woman’s judgmental gaze.

“All right well we appreciate it. Let me know the damage so I can pay you.” She said before taking her worn shawl in her hands and wobbling away muttering something in Italian thought stopped and turned to him. “And Mr. Heisenberg,”

“Fuck what now?”

“Yes ma’am?” Karl asked stepping slight out out of the shadows to watch her leave to make sure she was leaving good this time,

The old woman just huffed and pushed up her glasses, “Miss Joyce is well a bit of an odd one. Don’t give her a hard time, just go in and fix the heater, the leave. I hear she gets scared easily.” Then with that the old nosey woman wobbled away. Karl Heisenberg just watched with a dumbstruck look on his face.

“What the fuck was that about? Why do I give a shit?” Once he knew she was out of ear shot he sighed and cursed under his breath. He gathered his tools and headed to the washer first, he knew people would be bitchin’ about the water everywhere and people needed to wash their clothes. Though as he headed over there, he thought of the old woman’s words. What did the old bitty think he was going to do? Scare the hell out of her? Make this Miss Joyce uncomfortable? All he wanted to do was get out and fix the shit and leave,he didn’t want any small talk. What was she insinuating about this Joyce woman, what was she insinuating about him?

When he got to the laundry room it was thankfully empty so he could work in peace. He scowled, no one even tried to pop up the damn floor? How hard was that? Cursing under his breath he moped up the rest of the floor before getting to work on the machine. If the man hadn’t been distracted with his thoughts he probably could have been finished sooner but his mind kept getting lost in thoughts of his past. He remembered the day it all changed. Ethan had actually agreed to join him with all promises to keep Rose safe. Heisenberg wanted to use the brat Rose to destroy Mother Miranda, because how fitting would that have been? However, Ethan was having none of it he was persistent and nearly just told the Lord to fuck off yet he didn’t. Somehow they fought out an agreement which to this day Karl still isn’t sure how that happened.

They would save Rose and kill Mother Miranda together yet they would be free. However, it didn’t end like that at all. The mechanic was lost in his thoughts; he didn't hear the soft foot-steps of someone coming into the laundry room but the strange sudden noise they made broke him out of his thoughts. He blinked behind his dark glasses before turning around to the door, just in time to see someone quickly fleeing the room. They either move too quickly or he just didn't register them fast enough but he couldn't make out any detail of them. Heisenberg just rolled his eyes and sighed going back to work, now putting all his attention to the washing machine. Whatever the hell that was, guess he scared them off or they just didn’t want to be alone in the room with him. That didn’t surprise him, he had a feeling Mrs. Allegri was spreading some shit about him to the other tenants. Also the frequent visits of the men in black didn’t help his situation either. He had no idea what Redfield and his goons had said about him to the owner of the building but he guessed it wasn’t the best thing because the lady treated him like a criminal.

“Well they aren’t wrong.” he mused, giving a little chuckle. “They have a right to be afraid of me also means less people botherin’ me.” He had to admit he had pros and cons. He hated being stared at, the whispers when he would walk by a couple or the nervous turning of the heads so as to not make eye contact with him. It was both annoying and amusing, depending on his mood. It kind of reminded him of being back at the village all over again. Guess some things never change.

An hour goes by and he’s done. Heisenberg stands up wiping his gloved hands on his pants before taking a step back to look at his work. He pushed back his greying hair before turning on the machine. He let it run through a few cycles before nodding in approval. Finally done: one thing down, one to go. The lord took out his new fancy cell phone (which was bugged and totally had a tracer on it) and texted Mrs. Allegri that the machine was fixed and now he was moving on to the Joyce lady’s apartment. He sent her the bill for the work before gathering his tools and heading up to the second floor.

Heisenberg wondered what this Joyce lady looked like. Had he seen her? She was a Miss so she probably wasn’t married, probably a young kid or something barely scraping by in these over priced dumps. He imagined some mousy little thing or a stuck up prude. He wasn’t sure on what imagine he was going to decide on but he would soon find out. He found her room quickly, the last one down a hallway, one of the studio rooms if he remembered from the map. He was about to raise his hand and knock but paused when he heard music coming from the room.

Heisenberg was surprised to hear the soft melody of a saxophone. He didn’t know the song but whatever it was it was rather pleasant to the ears. The man didn’t want to interrupt the song and continued to listen for a few moments. It was so...sad yet entirely soulful. Beautiful was a word that crossed his mind but he pushed it aside. He cleared his throat and finally raised his hand to the door. No time for daydreaming, get work done and get out as soon as possible, he thought. As soon as he knocked, the song stopped abruptly with a painful squeak. He thought he heard the person mutter shit (which he found all too amusing) before there was a noise of shuffling, a clank here and there and finally the sound of footsteps approaching the door.

The door didn’t swing open but just cracked open just to get a look at the person’s face and their torso. There was more shuffling behind the door but Heisenberg didn’t pay that much except for the face he was looking down at. A round little face, thin lips and green eyes framed by purple bangs. Purple? Right people dyed their hair weird colors nowadays.

“Hi.” Her voice was slightly more on the lower tone but quiet, timid. Also those green eyes seemed nervous. No shit, this girl was scared and nervous. The lord found himself grinning,

“Hey there, Miss Joyce? Mrs. Allegri said you needed something fixed?” a look of realization hit the woman like a truck.

“Oh! Oh yes, yes, Mr. Heisenberg, sorry, please come in.” She stammered and opened the door, taking a step aside so he could walk in.

“Karl or just Heisenberg is fine, Miss.”He simply bowed his head with thanks and walked in. He heard a low but brief woof and turned to find a dog curled up under the table, looking at Heisenberg with weary tired eyes. It was a weird mix of light brown and white with drooping triangle ears and a short snout. He had no idea what kind of breed it was but was (having not seen many breeds outside the mutts from the village.) The young woman caught his gaze and put a loose piece of hair behind her ear before speaking, “That’s General, he doesn't bite and shouldn’t bother you while you work, he’s pretty lazy.” By her tone she sounded nervous, where most people were afraid of him. This solidified his thinking when she continued to speak, “ I could put him up though if you would like me to?”

Heisenberg just smiled, “Fitting name,” he said casually walking over to the dog. He knelt down to the mutt’s level then took off his glove and put out his hand to the grumbly beast. The old dog sniffed it and made another woof before putting his head under Heisenberg’s palm giving him the okay to give him scratches. Karl chuckled petting the dog, he swore he heard the woman behind him sigh with relief. “No, he's fine. Don’t need to put the dog up on my account. It seems he’s pretty content where he is now.” He looked over at her still smiling and she shyly back before negating her eyes. Yep, very shy. “So,” he strolled over to the air conditioning unit plugged into the wall, the thing looked ancient. “Air conditioning not workin?” his tone smooth and in that laid back style like usual. His soft blue eyes flickered over to the woman again who simply nodded,

“Yes, it just happened last night it started making weird sounds and hot air was just blowing out now. I turned it off cause I was worried it would catch fire.” Miss Joyce was frowning now, eyes looking worried but Karl nodded, he knew what needed to be done.

“I see.” His eyes turned back to the machine running a hand over the ancient machine before moving to his tool box. “ Don’t worry, I will get this old thing running in no time. Shouldn’t be too much trouble” he again turned to the woman and gave her a toothy smile, he saw her cheeks darken with a blush before bowing her head slightly and then shyly looking away. Heh, cute.

“Thank you, I really appreciate it. Thanks for coming to work on it so quickly. I hope it’s not too much trouble.” He waved his now once again gloved hand in dismissal as he started to pull out his tools,

“Nope, no trouble at all.” He was already unscrewing parts of the machine when he spoke. He thought he heard her say thank you again. She stood there fidgeting in place before turning back to the kitchen table, where it seemed a laptop was set up.

“Um, let me know if you need anything.”

“Will do.”

There was a brief moment of awkward silence well aside from Heisenbeg messing with the air conditioner and the young woman typing away at her laptop. While he worked he stole glances at the woman and her living space. She had a simple studio apartment just as he suspected but it was decorated rather nicely, cozy even. It was done in warm wood colors with a deep wine colored rug in the middle of the living room. Upon entering the space to the left was the little kitchen and the table which had only two chairs where there was the sliding door that went out to a small balcony. Then in front was the very small living room. There wasn’t a TV to his surprise but just bookshelves, filled with books and trinkets. An old (new looking?) record player and a desk that were on opposite sides of the air conditioner. Though tucked away in a corner was the source of the music he heard: a saxophone resting on its stand, behind a music stand yet not music laid there. Behind a wall was where he figured her bedroom was though there wasn’t much space to call it such. He couldn’t get a good look there without making it obvious, there was also a bathroom tucked between her room and the main living area where he was now. That was pretty much for the room aside from art and things on the walls that he didn’t really care to look at.

Heisenberg continued to work but still kept stealing glances at the woman herself while he worked. He wanted to get a feel of this girl since Mrs. Allegri had made such a weird fuss about her. She was still typing but then would pause and just look at the window in thought as if kind of spacing out before shaking her head and going back to work. The lord took in her hair a deep purple that she had pulled into a loose ponytail. He thought he could see some blue mixed in, odd but strangely pretty to him. She wore simple black jeans and a black and white baseball-t shirt. Also something that stuck out to him that he would have liked to get a better look at was the fact the woman had tattoos. Not just one or two but she was covered . Granted not a whole lot of skin was showing but she had tattoos there: ears, neck, lower arms, hand, even her fingers were covered in ink. He was struck with an intense curiosity and interest in her more than he liked to admit. None of the villagers back home had tattoos, not even the lords except for Super sized bitch’s ‘daughters’ which had on their foreheads which he felt had a more sinister reasoning than just for show. A little voice quietly spoke up in his mind, does she have more underneath all those layers? What do they look like? He squashed that one real quick shaking his head to rid him of those words. Fuck, he didn’t want to think more on that,”don’t turn into a creepy old man, fucker.” He scolded himself letting out a huff, to try to calm his brains, hoping that didn’t get the woman’s attention. Though he couldn’t help think maybe that is why Mrs. Allegri called her odd because of all her tattoos or that she was in fact very awkward but not in a bad way.

“All right ass hole, just get this shit done. Sooner I get this done sooner I can get to actually work on something I enjoy.” Heisenberg said to himself, breathing his nose, pushing back his hair back. He had been working for about close to an hour, something that he should have been getting done quicker. Fuck him for being so distracted. He felt the woman’s eyes on him briefly. Perhaps she was going to say something but when Karl looked up she was standing and getting something from the refrigerator. Maybe he was just imagining it. Through that whole time the two were quiet and so was the dog who seemed to have fallen asleep. He kept thinking the woman was stealing glances at him too or wanting to ask something but either due to her shyness or anxiety she never did.

An hour and half rolls around when Heisenberg turns on the switch to the conditioner before it hums to life. The woman turns and walks over to him waiting with bated breath. No weird sound comes and it gives out nice cool air. Perfect. He gives it a little pat then looks over to the young woman with a big smile, “It’s all ready for ya buttercup, shouldn’t have any problems with it now .” He saw her face turn red at the nickname which to be honest slipped from his lips before he realized it. Regardless she smiled at him,

“Thank you, I appreciate it so much. Is-do I owe you any money or anything. I’m afraid, I don’t know how any of this payment stuff works. This is my first problem at these apartments and wasn’t sure how -”

Karl chuckled and waved his hand, “Hun, you don’t need to pay for anything.Your paying them enough for them to take care of these problems. All of this gets paid by the Mrs. Allegri, don't worry. I’ll give her the bill.” He flashed her that cocky little grin, which again to his amusement, caused the girl’s face to pink just a bit. He saw her put a piece of hair behind her ear again, nervous tick, he mused.

“Oh good then, well thank you for fixing it, you’re a lifesaver.” Heisenberg could hear a little laugh on her words which made his own lips twist into a little smirk again. He just gave a little nod to her before picking up his tools and headed to the door.

“Well if you need any more life saving, you know how to get a hold of me.” he winked to her, “You have a good afternoon, it was a pleasure to meet you Miss Joyce.”

“Hope, please call me Hope and it was nice to meet you too Karl.” she followed him to the door and waved him good-bye before suddenly realizing something. “Oh wait, here-” she ran back inside her apartment while Heisenberg stood outside a little curious wondering what she might be up to. His silent question is answered when she appears with a little container in her hands. She hands it to him and he takes it gingerly looking curious but then looks up to her sheepish smiling face. “Chocolate-chip cookies, I just made them earlier and already ate way too much so you are welcome to the rest.” Then she paused when she noticed Karl looked a bit frozen, “I mean if you like chocolate chip cookies anyway,” she laughed a little bit nervously, “Or if you aren’t allergic or anything.”

It takes an awkward long moment for Karl to speak and he finds himself smiling rather softly at the young woman, “No I would love them, thank you Hope.That's-awfully kind of you.” He holds the cookies close to his chest as if they were the most sacred thing someone has ever given to him. His steely eyes looking at her from behind his glasses. The young woman looked at him with the wide green eyes before relaxing into a little smile. Hope just blushed and shrugged,

“It’s no problem, I hope you like them.” She rests her hand on her door and the two just kind of shyly and awkwardly stand there before Karl clears his throat and gives a nod to her.

“Well, thank you again, see you around buttercup.” Then with that he waved good-bye and as did she, he swears he can hear her soft good-bye followed by her door closing. His mind was buzzing and couldn’t think straight. He almost forgot to text the landlady about the repair cost when he got to his room. Karl put down his tools and strolled over to the little table in his shabby dark apartment and opened the lid to the cookies. The delicious smell of freshly baked cookies wafted his nose and he sighed. Fuck when was the last time he even had a cookie? Had to be before he was taken by Mother Miranda right?It had been so long ago now. He blinked his eyes and took off his glasses, shaking his head as he put them down.

His heart was beating faster than normal and the strange cadou in his chest writhed around like an earthworm in mud. What the hell was that interaction, what was he even feeling right now? When was the last time someone gave him a gift? Someone thanked him? Someone smiled at him, someone called him by his first name for fuck sake? It was too much to feel right now. The iron lord cursed under his breath before putting the lid back on cookies, retrieving his glasses, hat and coat then headed back outside. Karl needed a smoke and to be alone, the best place for that was a poor excuse of a workshop found on the inner ring of the apartments. There was the pool there and grounds for walking animals, then in the back under tall oak trees was his little workshop to where the rest of the day he would reside, forgetting all about the little container of chocolate chip cookies waiting for him on his table at home.

[dolanswhore]

Ethan being scared to ask you out and when he finally does he's a mess?

Got a little carried away 😬

"E?" It was a soft knock against his door which woke him up from his deep slumber. His eyes shift from the light shinning through the window to flip to his his side, avoiding the sun at all costs.

"Hmmm?"

"It's Y/N gray told me you wanted to see me." Ethan shot up in seconds, hand raising in the air in anger. He knew he should've never told gray. Last night he finally declared he was going to ask Y/N out, but gray was hoping for sooner than later and did this on purpose.

Ethan stood in seconds, slipping on a pair of shorts, not bothering with a t-shirt. "Uhh.. yeah. Goodmorning by the way."

Ethan was speechless when he looked up to see her face. Today was a charity lunch and they were all asked to attend, which was accepted gladly. Y/N was Grayson's date, Ethan didn't want to bring anyone else, so he didnt. Grayson and Y/N have a strong friendship, that has been going on for years now, so close they could be siblings but with one obstacle in the way: Ethan.

Y/N left his mind scrambling as he looks for words to say - but only managed to soak in every inch of her face. It was a small amount of make up, she didn't need it anyways, but he noticed the matte pink lipstick against her lips and suddenly wanted to color all over his lips, neck and chest.

Hair was neatly thrown into a half up-do, still leaving a small amount of ringlets to frame her face. Her dress is what made his mouth dry, a light pink spaghetti strap dress, that hugged her in all the right places, showing her amazing figure. Legs ran for miles, looking so soft all he wanted to do was kiss them, that was all thanks to the nude heels that showed her perfectly manicured toe nails. "Oh.. wow."

The corners of her lips twitch up into smile as she leans against his door frame. "You look gorgeous.."

His eyes roam her once again before realizing just how long he was staring. "Did you call me here because you need help with your outfit?"

"Yes of course, why do you think gray needed you here." It was true, gray made her come over warly and get ready in his room because of the reason he did need help, and purposely made her get ready before helping Ethan.

Her arm extends towards his skin, making him almost shake with nerves, and he feels his throat clog.

"E, you're hair is crazy." Her fingers try to suppress the strand of hair sticking in the opposite direction, but Ethan steps back as he does taking her hand into his. "I'm going to shower real quick."

His thumb rubs soothingly for a quick second before gently dropping it and giving her a small smile. "I'll be here snooping."

He chuckles softly, "you do that sweetheart."

To say the shower was the longest one of his life was an understatement, he wanted to get out and talk to her, but that was also the problem, talking to her made words fumble, stomach squeeze and mouth dry. When he finally did, he wasn't prepared for what was on the other side of his bedroom door. There she was, shoes thrown at the bottom of his bed, she laid on her stomach flipping through the small book of photos he kept in an album, she was facing him, but due to his towering height he saw right over her head, dress rising right underneath her ass.

"Took you long enough E." She rolls her eyes, acting if she was annoyed but in reality was so happy to be in his room, every fiber was filled with his scent.

"I, um, sorry." Now his chest and face was hot, but from what he wasn't sure. His fumbling words or that if she moved another inch she would practically be naked in front of him.

"E?"

"Hmmm?"

"I need to ask you something." His whole body was definitely red by now, easily shown from the pair of black boxers being his only clothing.

"What is it?"

She sighs, sitting up to sit at the edge of the bed. "Promise it won't change our friendship or you won't be mad at gray?"

Gray. Of course gray would tell her and give up the one chance he asked to do it by himself, but Ethan decided to play dumb and sit down next to her, his knee touching hers. "Yeah... okay sweetheart."

He could have swore he saw her blush? He decides not to push it anymore and listens. "Gray told me you wanted to be my date today."

"I-I do." He decides that hiding it wouldn't be in the best interests to himself. He fittles his thumbs in front of him, ethan wasn't nervous a lot, but Y/N always some how does it.

Currently he was freaking out inside, chest beating irregularly against his rib cage, he felt like it might break them, a small bead of sweat gathering along his forehead, his throat was so so dry. He couldn't form English, he always made a fool of himself around her.

"Why didn't you ask me then?" The question he didn't know how to answer, if the truth then she would know he's head over heals for her, but lying might diminish any source of a chance he has here.

"I was scared." He decided to go with truth. For the first time today her eyes meet his with a frown. He continued though, even though it sounded like blabbering he didn't want her getting the wrong idea, "i was scared that you would say no. You are so beautiful... i am so, so far out of your league. We are such good friends, i don't wsnt to ruin what me and you have. What you and gray have because of my feelings for you."

"You have feelings for me?" His eyes widden as he mentally curses himself out for his mindless blabbering.

"I -uh, well." The redness against his face clearly gave him away as he tried to deny it but only made Y/N smile.

"I like you too."

"Wait, what?" Ethan stands quickly, "you don't have to say this because you're standing in front of me and dont want to hurt my feelings."

"No, you asshole." She stands in front of him, despite his towering figure. "I like, like you. I have always."

Ethan didn't know what to say. The beautiful woman in front of him just admitted to having the same feelings in return and all he could do is stand so dumbfounded. Her hand against his chest broke him from any inner thoughts as his eyes met hers.

Slowly he leaned in, eyes watching hers the whole time, just in case she didn't want to or decided she didnt want him anymore. Her consent was her eyes closing, lips puckering to meet Ethan's.

"Aw, guys c'mon no one wants to see this shit!" Grayson catches what could've been the best moment of Ethan's life short and he shot daggers at him for it as he walked past the hall.

"I'll leave you to get dressed." She walks past him seeing it was almost time to go, ethans hand reaches out for her wrist, holding her still.

"Wait. I, uh." His arm extends over his head, nervously scratching the back on his neck. "Will you go out with me tonight after the lunch?"

She smiles sweetly from ear to ear. "I would love to go anywhere with you Ethan."

Before another words could be said, ethan managed to smoosh their lips together. Lips molding together in a passionate kiss, tongues finding each other in a dance of dominance, tasting rolling against each other. He steps back painfully, "im sorry -."

She conceals his insecurities with another soft, chaste kiss. "I'll see you out there."

"Ill see you, sweetheart."

Ethan was left was nothing but his thoughts now. Quickly dressing in the clothes laid out on his bed for him, his hands try to supress his hair, but fail per usual. The mirror shows his messy mop, he couldn't help but notice the pink lip stick smears across his lips and chin, all he knew is he needed to feel it one more time today before it came to an end.

[tidsoptlmist]

It’s a Boy-Girl Thing - E.D.

Authors note: I’M BACK! for those who care: my holiday was sO MUCH FUN OH MY GOD!! I had the bEST time!!! sadly school has started again and i’m drowning in homework again!!! 

disclaimer 1: over these past few weeks I’ve received so many asks about whether or not I was still gonna update this: the answer is YES!

I hate the feeling of letting you all wait or maybe letting you down when i’m not posting as often as i (and you) would want me to. 

the things is that (and this might come as a shocker) actually do have a life outside of tumblr. I’m in my senior year of high school and I trying to get good grades, so I can get into a good university next year...

I do love writing this and I am so excited to continue writing this story (and more!!) and I will not stop until this story is finished!!! I promise ahha!! I see those messages as a compliment (bc apparently you all like this very much and want to read more) but sometimes they make me feel a little bad/stressed because i feel like I’m let you all down... so yea..... I hope you all understand! 

(what im trying to say is that i dont really mind those asks but at the same time it won't help asking bc YES i will be updating: but only when I’m able to...) (which will be regularly again next week!!!!) (promise)

disclaimer 2: this wasn't proofread so my apologies for any (loads of) spelling/grammar error!!!!! im a dyslectic assclown who cant spell to safe their own life so yea... just a lil heads up

Part 9 一 ANIMOSITY

Summary: Ethan and Y/N are neighbors. And although Y/N is on good terms with Ethan’s twin brother Grayson, Y/N and Ethan loathe each other and are constantly in dispute. Ethan is a populair varsity football player, who likes to be in the spotlight. Y/N prefers to stay under the radar, while reading books and poetry.

Although the constant bickering between the two drives everyone around them crazy - the two live their separate lives peacefully. At least that’s how it was until they wake up one morning and every had changed…

PART 1 || PART 2 || PART 3 || PART 4 || PART 5 || PART 6 || PART 7 || PART 8 || PART 9 || PART 10

You liked sports. You honestly liked being active. But not in late summer, when it was hot like an oven outside and the air humid.

You could feel the sweat dripping down your back, your shirt completely drenched. Your heart beat banging in your head and your legs shaking. You squint your eyes against the intense sunset.

Ethan had made you run around the field all afternoon. He had made you run laps, do pushups, situps and all different sorts of exercises which names you had forgotten right after Ethan said you could stop doing them. After finishing you had dropped yourself next to Ethan on the grass: completely worn out.

‘What are you doing?’ Ethan had asked.

‘I’m taking a break. Actually, not even a break: I’m done! I think if I continue I might get a heart attack or something,’ you breath still went rapidly.

Ethan just laughed while grabbing a water bottle from the cooler he had taken with him. ‘What are you on about? This was the warming up!’ He threw a cold bottle of water next to you in the grass. Your hands quickly opened it and you gulped down half of the bottle before glaring at Ethan.

‘I’m definitely warm…’ You mumbled annoyed.

Slowly you had gotten up from the grass and Ethan had made you catch footballs for an hour. The sun was now setting and your whole body ached. You fell onto the bench at the side of the field.

‘I don’t think I’ll ever be able to leave this bench. I can’t carry your body anymore Eth,’ you sighed and wiped your forehead with his shirt. It didn’t help much: your shirt was completely soak. Ethan stood in front of you, grinning. Silently you watched the sunset behind the hills.

‘Let’s go home,’ you said, getting up. You grabbed your bag and looked at Ethan. He was still smiling at you. ‘I thought you said “you were never gonna be able to get off that bench”,’ he chucked at you. You rolled your eyes, but couldn't help but let a smile creep on your face.

‘We really need to head home though. Grayson said something about a party this morning and I think he really wants to go,’ you say as you walk towards the parking lot where Ethan had parked your car earlier.

‘Who’s hosting the party?’ Ethan asked you, eyeing your in a curious manner.

‘Austin, I think…’ You say, trying to remember what Grayson had said this morning. ‘He said Austin invited you both. And that it would be a big party. Apparently his parents are out of town.’

‘You should go,’ Ethan says, as he opens the trunk. You put the footballs and bottles of water and other training gear in the trunk.

‘I don’t want to go,’ you say in all honesty. Ethan rolls his eyes as he closes the trunk again.

‘Grayson and I never go somewhere alone-’

‘Yea, that’s kinda weird: you two should try to being more independent,’ you cut him off. Ethan eyes you angrily - irritated that you cut him off, but ignores your comment.

‘Like I said, before you cut me off: we never go somewhere alone. If Grayson wants to go: you go with him,’ Ethan says as he walks towards the driver seat. You walk towards passengers seat and get into your car.

‘I don’t like those kind of parties! What do you want me to do while I’m there?! Also; this could only go wrong. Someone will definitely notice something’s off!’ You tell him, trying to convince him why you shouldn’t go to Austin’s party.

‘You can try talking to some girls?’ Ethan suggests chuckeling, but quickly comes back from his idea: ‘Wait, no! Don’t talk to girls! You’ll for sure embarrass me!’

You glare at him. ‘What’s that supposed to mean?’

‘Y/N, you might have a 4.0 on your GPA but you definitely don’t have a 4.0 in flirting,’ Ethan laughs at his own joke.

‘I’m not that bad….’ You say softly.

‘You know what, I’ll go to the party as well. That way I can keep an eye on you so you don’t embarrass me too much.’ Ethan says. You give him another glare. Annoyed how he won’t trust you.

The field wasn’t far from your home. Ethan parked in front of the Dolan house and you got out of the car.

‘Do you need to pick an outfit for tonight too - or do you trust me to pick one out myself without embarrassing you?’ You snarled at him. Ethan looked unimpressed by your remark.

‘Nah, you’re good,’ he simply said, pushing a strand of your long hair out of his face. In the days that he had been trapped in your body, he had only wore your hair down. It was now that you relised it was probably because he didn’t know how to tie a ponytail with long hair. You huffed and walked towards the trunk where you got the footballs and other training gear.

You walked towards the Dolan house without saying goodbye to Ethan. You dumped the training gear in the garage and walked immediately upstairs. You grabbed a clean pair of undrwear and some basketball shorts and walked towards the shower.

You took a quick shower - the same way you did that morning. This time the towel didn’t drop and you got the underwear on in one go. You stood infront of Ethan’s side of the sink and sprayed on some cologne. You closed your eyes as you inhaled the scent: it was smelled very good.

You walked out of the bathroom and layed down on Ethan’s bed. The party wouldn’t start till 9:30 - so you had a good three hours to kill.

Before you really could think of something to do, Grayson barched into the room. These boys left eachother no privacy did they?!

‘E,’ he exclaimed as he jumbed on the bed next to you, ‘wanna play some video games?’

And before you knew it, you were walking towards Grayson’s room. It was practially the same as Ethan - but with different colored bedsheets and instead of a poster of a motercycle there was a poster of old looking car. You recognised Grayson’s Ford Bronco - altough the one on the poster was red in color. Grayson turned the PlayStation on and handed you a controller.

‘Dude!!’ Grayson yelled at you. You stared at the screen. “YOU DIED” it read in thic red letters.

‘I swear I shot them first! I don’t know how I died?!’ You said annoyed.

‘Why are you so bad at this game?! Did you lose all your skills while haning out with Y/N today or something?!’ Grayson said jokingly, although he stilled looked a little annoyed at you for losing.

‘No,’ you mumbed while restarting the game. Playing video games was more fun then you innitionally thought it would be. Grayson was good company too, chatting away about his day.

‘How is Y/N doing?’ Grayson asks suddenly. You huff, concentrating on the game, ‘she’s good.’

Grayson falls back on the bed, starring at the ceiling, ‘she looks good.’

His comment makes you forget the game and within a second the red letters spelling out “YOU LOST” fill the tv screen again.

‘What’s that supposed to mean?’ You ask Grayson, confused. Grayson gives you a ‘like you don’t know what I’m talking about’-look. You gave him the ‘I-really-don’t-have-a-fucking-clue-what-you’re-talking-about-so-tell-me-now’-kind of look.

‘You said it yourself E: she has a good ass!’

You look at him in shock. It was weird hearing Grayson making comments about your ass - well just any ass - without getting red and flushed.

‘I never said that!’ Ethan would never say something like that about you!

‘Yea you did, like three days ago,’ Grayson says while taking the controller from you hands. ‘But don’t worry, I won’t tell Sophia tonight.’ He chuckles at his own joke. He walked towards the PlayStation and turns it off.

‘Is she gonna be there too?’ You mentally roll your eyes. Your energy level for this party just dropped to minus 6.

‘Yea, so let’s have some diner and get ready for this party,’ Grayson says as he walks out of his room. When he’s halfway down the stairs you hear him laugh and say:

‘and don’t forget to bring protection! We don’t want any surprises in 9 months!’

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also: 

- i wrote a short grayson imagine but its not that good should i still post it???

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[musubiki]

Speaking of Lyra>>> Do you have any headcannons for her? Do you support SoulSilvershipping? Because personally they're also one of my faves (but obviously after Conflicting)

yes and yes!!!! though i dont have as many. hgss was my first game so it holds a special place in my

➞

edit: i lied. im giving lyra thiccorite as her starter i just started playing again and its the cutest lil shithead pokemon. silver can have the angry honey badger 

lyra is the cutest and happiest protag!!! shes always very excited and very brave!!! takes no shit from rocket and beats their asses with a smile 10/10!!!! (sometimes she listens to music and dances while kicking ass shes a huge dork)

also very honest!!!! but a troll lowkey. when she was asked to describe the pokemon thief she gave some weird ass desc. ever seen tangled? she did that to silver. he sees his wanted poster and jus “okay now shes just mean.”

silver is actually. grateful to her. for not turning him in. OFC HE AINT GONNA SAY SHIT LIKE THAT LMAO but he kind of..respects her for it..lowkey..over time their battles become less emotionally traumatizing (blame silver) and more friendly and actually kinda fun

(i actually dont have too much for them bc i havent played the game in a while but. these are some i do know)

when prof oak gives her the pokedex hes…..doubtful…like shes so excited and distracted hes sittin there like “….i wonder if she’ll even remember….she has a pokedex…” but shes the one prof elm chose so. he gotta trust him. hesnjkds sitting in his lab like “if only leaf and green were still up to it [tears]”

(btw green and leaf did finish the kanto pokedex. neither of them filled their own up, but together they managed to get every pokemon. it was thanks to leaf they managed to get mew and mewtwo which brought prof oaks research to a new level)

Lyra is a HAMMER at the pokethon. shes like a gold medalist. second best athlete out of all the protags(right behind white)

she only uses cute pokemonhdfhj but somehow still wins. silver is always confused because she literally has all these fucking adorable pokemon and then. kicks everyones ass. rocket both hates and loves her

this being because. shes super cute. im pretty sure like half the grunts have a crush on her 

her and silver probably. start to become more of friends when they first do the pokeathon together. she actually finds him really interesting and is curious about his mysterious backstory™

all the gym leaders like her shes pretty beloved by most!!! except for green. 

green is SO IRRITATED by her LMFAOOOOOOO when she first challenged him he was like “Hah, okay, easy. Small team for a small girl you’re going DOWN” and SHE KICKS. HIS ASS. 

he strongly underestimated her and he put up a good fight but. usually no one can beat him so hes fuckindfjk SHOCKED

HES MORE IRRITATED BC SHE KEEPS CALLING HIM FOR A REMATCH FHDFKBF HE HATES HER I SWEAR..,.,.he makes up shit excuses to not meet her bc eh fucjnfdkhf hates losing his pride is at stake here.,.,. “GO FIGHT SOMEONE ELSE!!!!!!!!!” “But youre the 8th gym leader!!!!!!”

lyra. highkey. teases green about his “one true love” i swear to god like. green puts up w her but its so reluctant. once she snatched the photo reel of him and leaf he always keeps with him and she just “ooOOOOO YOUR GIRLFRIEND????? GREEN OAK HAS A GIRLFRIEND?????????????” AND HE BLUSHED SO HARD AND SNATCHED IT FROM HER “GIVE THAT BACK YOU LITTLE BRAT HOLY FUCK….” she teases him forever.

i actually love the scene from this when shes pestering him “WHAT WAS THE KANTO CHAMPION LIKE??!?!?!?!” all excited and green just. all bitter and irritated hes jus flashbacks to how leaf just left and he still hasn’t heard from her and just “She was a real jerk man.” and lyra just “Oh.”

when she finally meets leaf shes. SHOCKED. THAT GREENS “GIRLFRIEND” AND THE KANTO CHAMP ARE THE SAME PERSON. SHE LOOKS AND GREEN AND HES BEHIND LEAF MAKING THAT LIKE CUT THROAT PANICKED MOTION LIKE “(please don’t say anything PLEASE DONT SAY ANYTHING)”

she doesnt say anything lojinhjhdf shes not that mean but!! shes been looking for leaf for months and waiting to challenge her so shes excited!!! and leafs also kinda excited bc she hasn’t had a good fight in a while. ofc leaf wins and lyra is “???!?!?!?!??” she was so confident. Pom destroyed her entire team

you got ways to go kiddo

so post hgss..i think…,.,.after silver apologizes for stealing the pokemon he kind of. ends up helping prof elm. like he goes to catch pokemon for his research and whatever else he needs. and he also trains under the dragon master to learn how to actually be strong. and lyra is really proud of him. 

they end up becoming really good friends and silver. develops a crush on her throughout the journey RIP. i think ethan lowkey also has a crush on her so thEY DONT GET ALONG they hate each other in silence. im pretty sure lance ends up liking her too so she has. the most suitors out of any protag so silver is a l w a y s jealous hes struggling not to show itjfdkfj its dumb,.,.

[dsmroleplay]

#BeautyAndTheBeast Part 13 #DSM #RP #SPN #BtVS

Writers: @HuntersGirlBaby @DeadlyJager @DeanWinchester_ @JulianRyker & @OutcastBrother @Defenderguard

Alyson: *The sound of shouting, gun fire in the distance. Her daddy came for her. Her heart swelled and wept all at once. She would be safe, Graham would be safe. And they would all go home.

Ali peeked from the corner that she hid tightly in. Looking out the window, she could see  the court yard. There was daddy, Graham was there. Julian and daddy circled each other. Her eyes going wide at the horror scene before her. Graham had been whipped his back covered in blood. Fear gripped her heart, Julian would kill daddy. No! Banging on the window she tried to open the window. She cried out.* Daddy!! Run he’s going to kill you!! *she had seen with her own eyes what Julian could do. Hell she had a black and purple bruise to prove he hit hard. The panes of glass to thick. He could hear her. She beat harder on the window. But it  was no use. Daddy and his men had coke to save her. And they all would get hurt. Because of her. Mind racing, trying to form a plan. No one else would get hurt because of her.

As she tried harder to get the window open, a growl rumbled behind her. Her whole body tensed. Jesus, she never should have come out her corner.* Witch! *the woman hissed a growl at Ali. Peeking over her shoulder Rosa stood.* Julian is going to kill your father, and then the traitor. You will watch as your family dies before you! *Something snapped inside of Ali. Anger  poured through her body. Pumping through her veins. Ali turned fully to face Rosa.* NO ONE TOUCHES MY FAMILY!!! *Ali screamed, with a force unlike anything she had felt before. Poured out of her small little body. Gripping ahold of Rosa.

She slammed her against the wall.* IM NOT A WHORE OR A WITCH!! *With each word she screamed she throw Rosa from one side of the room to the other. Anger fueled her, as she stepped away from the window. Her fists held at her sides.* You held me prisoner! You hurt me!! *the more anger she felt, she held Rosa in  the air. Eyes trained on her arms. Breaking each one, Rosa screamed.* You took me from my family!!! *her legs were next as she broke them. The sick sound of bones breaking, echoed around the room.* You. Will. Never. Hurt. Anyone. Again!!! *Blood poured from Ali’s nose. But she didn’t care. As Rosa begged in the air, Ali lost all compassion for her. Her powers curled around Rosa’s neck. Ali twisted her neck, as Rosa tried to fight it. With a hard push she snapped her neck, letting Rosa fall to the ground. Ali felt nothing, with hard eyes she  looked to the woman on the floor. Titling her head studying for a few moments. Still nothing for the woman.

The sounds of serval heavy foot steps pounded behind her. She turned with eyes harden. Well if this was it she was fighting for her family. With a smirk she ready  herself.* This might hurt, just a bit. *they growled, and jumped into action. Shit! Letting her mind take over. She pushed as many back as could. As she kept her distance. Don’t let them touch you. Just long enough until she could run.* ::::::::::::::::::::: Qhuinn: I was right behind Colton. I took on anyone who would attempt to jump from behind. I had to be careful not to reveal what I was, skidding to a stop, I knew this battle was for Colt alone, so I crossed my arms over my thick chest, daring any asshole to interfere. :::::::::::::::::::::: Colt: -As the fight ensued Blackwater operatives took down Julian's men pretty quickly until they began to shift. Julian was taken down and his throat ripped out before he hit the concrete, one of the other operatives managed to kill the perpetrator but it was already to late for Julian. Colt and Julian had drew blood from one another and were on the ground wrestling as Graham finally got loose from restraints. Cracking his neck he spotted Julian and in seconds he'd pulled him off of Colt and snapped his neck. Holding the dead pack leader by the neck for the others emerging to see he let out a growl and by their rules Graham was now in charge of this pack. Within minutes they backed off and Graham dropped Julian Duval to the ground. He offered a hand to Colt and Colt took it, breathing hard still pumping with adrenaline.- Alyson should be inside, they had orders not to harm her. -That much he knew.- :::::::::::::::::::::: Qhuinn: Gritting my teeth, I watched the entire fight before watching some guy come up and snap the guy's neck. Running into the middle of the  battle, I heard Colt talk about Aly and I ran inside the building. "Aly!" I called out, before knocking someone out who thought It was smart to come after me. Inside the building held too many scents, the scent of blood had my fangs punching my gums, fuck! With a hiss, I dropped my head and continued to search the rooms for her, hoping none of Colt's men or Aly see the hardware. ::::::::::::::::::: Alyson: *In the back of Ali’s head, pain swirled, but so much pumped through her little body, mostly anger. She threw pieces of furniture across the room, keeping them away from her. But she didn’t know how much longer she would be able to go. She had to keep going, had too. She didn’t know, what was happening with her daddy, with Graham and who else had come. She needed to hold out and get to them. There was no other way. They all had coke, Graham had kept her safe. Ali would do the same.

Black spots dotted around her vision. She shook her head as ran  to one side of the room. That is when she heard her name. It was Qhuinn! Lifting a heavy table with her powers she threw it at the men as hard as she could. Darting from the room she screamed.* Qhuinn!! *running as fast as she could, blood dripping from her chin and into her chest. But she didn’t care. She ran as fast as she could. Pushing herself to keep going.

Seeing Qhuinn, she waved her arms. Plowing into his body and hugging him tight. He was ok, she was ok. Holding to him as long as she could. But she had to be sure that daddy and Graham were ok. Gripping his hand she looked up to him, buried cheek and jaw.* We have to go! Daddy, Graham! They..they could be badly hurt. *Graham already was, she seen his back. She needed to know he was ok.

Holding his hand, she ran back through the house. Not looking at the  bodies that lay around. She couldn’t right now. Panting already, but she didn’t stop. Bursting out onto the court yard. She stopped dead in her tracks. There stood daddy and Graham. Tears filled her eyes, pouring down her dirty face. Crying out.* Daddy!! *letting go of Qhuinn’s hand. She stumbled and ran to her daddy. He was ok, Julian didn’t kill him. Little body crashing into his. She sobbed, they held each other tight. Shaking in his arms. He was really here. It wasn’t just a dream. Her daddy, soothed her. Speaking softly to her. He  helped calm herself. Letting him, inspect her face and make sure she was alright. Smiling softly as he did so.

Daddy and daughter had their moment. Ali squeezed her daddy, placing a kiss on his cheek. Letting him go she turned to Graham. He had been with her through everything. Seeing him standing there, she thought he would be killed. And it would have been because of her. Without a second thought she went to him. Jumping a little she wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him. Her tears of relief never stopped. Having to whisper from all the emotions pouring through her.* Graham, I’m so sorry you got hurt because of me. I’m so glad that you’re ok. You protected me, calmed me and you were there for me. It means so much to me. I’ll never be able to thank you enough. *she kissed both of his cheeks.*  You have a place, with me and my family. I..I want you to come with me, with us. *holding to him tightly.* You have me and my family now. No matter what. *her little body sagged in relief. Home. They would all get to go home.* ::::::::::::::::::::::: Ethan: Whoever was holding Alybee. Their heads were going to be dancing on my blade and their limbs would be separate from their body and place on every corner of this world as made an example no one will touch my family.

Ethan made his way through each room like a mad man killed the thing, everyone, insight. He didn't have a care in the world that he was supposed to be the good guy but not this time. Ripping limbs and torturing three guys tied to chairs demanding answering what or who had taken his daughter Alybee. When one of them thought they would be funny and talk in Latin. When Ethan laughed you think you're funny. When he stood and swing his blade slide through the head of the Latin speaking guy. Right who is next? When he cleaned his blade with the dead guy clothing. Speak English and quickly I'm in a mood.

The two men just looked at each other and beg they didn't know anything. When Ethan just murdered them both. With his bare hand ripping their heart out. He moved on from the room searching each room. Shooting his way through the hallways. He was an  angel possessed looking for his family in Alybee and Colt. Making his way thought the building coming across some faces he knew in Colt team. Taking on fire from the opposing side.  Ethan storm through the fire protecting the team to taking on four more slicings them up with like butter with his blade. No one would be left in his wake of his storm looking for  Alybee.

When he could feel her she was becoming closer. He followed suit when he could see Colt just ahead of him fighting his ass off. When he help and join in with the fighting. Tearing two more heads off their shoulder making his way the assault of Julian men. When he stopped to see one of Colt men injured when he went over to look at him, he had been shot in the stomach and was bleeding. Ethan stops to heal him. As there wasn't just humans in this building but a few other supernatural creatures too. Ethan's eyes glowed to start  his stampede on anyone going after the black water teams. When he had caught up with Colt. Tapping him on the shoulder. Shall we continue to get your baby girl? Get the teams and  Stay behind me Colt. I'll take any gunfire. We have a daughter to save. She not that far away now just up one more staircase ahead. I can feel her and someone is injured too near her.

[thedolansaintshit]

10 with Grayson?

“I’m glad you find my boyfriend attractive, now fuck off.”-----------------------------------------------------------------“Y/N! Pleaseeee come to the party with us. I’ll seriously never ask for anything ever again.” Grayson whined in my ear. My best friends, Grayson and Ethan, have been up my ass nonstop for the past week and a half about some banger their youtuber friend, Aaron was having. I was never a party doer, like ever. Not even being in college. I’ll get hammered with a couple friends occasionally, parties just honestly freak me out; and being surrounded by insanely hot people that actually know how to party? Wouldn’t be caught dead.

I let out a loud laugh, “BET.” I said poking his nose with my finger.

“ETHAN SHE STILL WONT GO DO SOMETHING.” Grayson groaned.I laughed at his frustration and started to scroll through twitter ignoring the banter between the boys that was going on. As I sat there, I saw something that literally made my lungs collapse.

@GraysonDolan: @AaronCarpenter counting down the hours for this sick ass party dude! @tanamongeau: @GraysonDolan can’t wait to get a couple drinks in you lol

E X C U S E M E. who the fuck this bitch think she is.

“Y/N? You okay?” Ethan asked raising his eyebrow.

I looked up at him knowing he could see the blood boiling inside me.

“Give me a half hour. ya’ll owe me one.” I said standing up and walking out their door. I can’t begin to tell you what was going through my head while I was getting ready for this stupid party. 

I’ll admit, everyone and their mother knows Im head over heels for Grayson. Even Ethan knows, he teases me for it all the time. Tana cannot think she has a chance with MY Gray. But I mean, do I? As I put one last coat of lipgloss on, I heard my phone vibrate.

Grayson: Your chariot awaits princess.

YOU KNOW WHAT FUCK THIS KID FOR MAKING MY HEART SKIP A BEAT.

“Hey boys.” I said sliding into the back of their truck. I looked up at them and they were both speechless which definitely made me blush. 

“Take a picture fools, it’ll last longer.” I laughed reaching over the passenger seat to steal from their snack compartment. I could feel Grayson’s eyes latched onto me as I went back to my seat and buckled. I smirked to myself, maybe tonight I do have a chance.

I’ve met Aaron a handful of times, he’s a really cool dude. But rolling up to his house and seeing all the expensive cars with the music blasting as if a concert was being held here, my stomach began to churn. Gray opened the door for me and helped me get out.

“If this gets too much for you just let me know, we can go home.” He said tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. He was always so sweet with me, everyone knew it. Especially his followers. Since we were younger Gray was protective of me and had my back, and I had theirs. Even when they moved and changed schools, we always kept close of each other, and as you can see to this day the three of us were inseparable. 

The bass of the music made my heart vibrate, and the aroma of booze was the first thing to hit you-besides the gazillion double d tits flying our way.“YOOOO TWINIES!!! SO HAPPY YOU MADE IT.” Aaron slurred tripping over to us. “AND Y/N! WHAT A WONDERFUL SURPRISE YOU LOOK HOT.” He said continued winking at me. I rolled my eyes at his gesture.

“Well isn’t it the men of the hour? Or should I say...man?” I heard from behind Aaron. I knew exactly who was about to emerge from the darkness and I felt my jaw and fists tighten with the thought. 

“Hi Tana.” Ethan said, but her eyes were locked on Grayson. 

“What’s up” He said nodding his head.

“Oh nothing...yet.” She said raising her eyebrows and taking a sip from her drink. I wanted to dump it all over her extensions; better yet maybe she’d fucking choke. I looked up at Grayson and his cheeks were bright red and I could see Ethan holding back his laughter. Impulsively I grabbed Grayson’s hand in mine and looked this blonde bimbo directly in the eye.

“I’m glad you find my boyfriend attractive, now fuck off.”

All four of them looked at me with wide eyes, and I could feel my heart fall straight out of my ass; but I stood my ground giving Tana a look of death. Then this bitch had the audacity to burst out in laughter.

“Awww, that’s so cute I just don't buy it for a second!” She said.

“Maybe this will prove it.” Grayson smirked grabbing the side of my face and planting one on me. When we came up for breath, we both couldn’t help but smile uncontrollably.

“I’m in love with her.” He said pushing my hair back.

“And I’m in love with him.” I replied.

[pinkladiesrise]

Ok again, non of my IRL friends care so Im gonna dump a reaction on here. Well less of a reaction and more the moments I went !!!

The walkie-talkies!! Adorable

Simon's mum's outside, Jesus Christ Ethan!

JJ stroking his man

Simon looks so good with the table tho

HE'S IN A SUIT SOAKING WET OH MY DAYS. It was a bullshit throw tho 🤣

Take the shot, take the shot

Tobi walking out shaking his head. "Your mum can't kill you if this does." "Bit higher, bit higher." "Have you done this before Ethan?" "I would do it" lol! Jesus poor Tobi

"You put the tall players on a team. On a snooker table"

What the fuck has he cooked?? "You're a fake friend" "That's a Harry" did it not occur to him he might have to eat it???

How hard were they kicking it????

ETHAN!

I love Vik

Simon's face when JJ suggests WAP

Tiktok boyfriend Harry- ok I'm gonna need some talented person to write me this fic please 😍

Simon's "it's just that, that, that"

OH MY GOD.

And Viks "you slayed that"

JJs face when Harry pots

The water balloons, and throwing them back- "YOU'RE ON MY TEAM"

"...the awkwardness to him" Josher!

"Why do we keep talking?"

Tobis face when Harry reads his forfit!

Get gang WHAT NOW? "Fuck that I want him"

"The thicc ass please" He read my mind 😂

48.50 JJ thinks he's gone too far

"Nah, he just tripped when he threw it" Harry didn't miss a beat with that 1!

"And that's 30 seconds" oh my god he's gonna die. He looks a broken man

"He's firmed that to be- no" poor tobi

I love these boys 🤣🤣

Was nobody going to warn me the new Sidemen Sunday starts with Harry (well all of them) in a *suit* and then- like that's not enough- cuts to him topless less than 2 mins in???

[sorryicalledyoufaggy]

All the questions

1.My ex
2.Both
3.My friends 4.I'd like to think so
5.I'd hope so
6.People who are kind, intelligent, and who can make me laugh
7.Anything is possible
8.My mother, she thinks there has been B&Es at her house lately
9.Not at all
10.My mother
11.My friend saying gotchyou when I asked her for a favor
12.Fake Denim, Praying, Cut to the Feeling, Nights with You, River
13.Yes
14. Not really
15.New friends
16.Nope
17.Oh yes
18.No idea what's he's doing
19.Yes
20.I just moved so I don't really know them, but I can't complain, I never hear anything
21.Clingy, Narcissistic, and sometimes mean 
22.out of the country Spain, in the country Washington and Oregon 
23.Ive had them in the past, and sometimes it can be an issue for me; but unless you give me a reason not to trust you, then I don't
24.Showers
25.My ass
26.Touch myself usually
27. It really, I'm pretty comfortable with myself 
28.My dog
29.Yes, then you fall back into their trap
30.Yes
31.No
32.Charlie Carver, Zachary Quinto, Wentworth Miller, and/or Matt Dallas
33. Spell your name with your chin.
34.I used to Fence, Wrestle, and do archery
35.I'd get rid of Tv in a heart beat
36.Isnt that called Highschool?
37.im a rambler
38.Again, someone kind, smart, and who can make me laugh
39.Usually stores centered around the kitchen
40.Baby girl it's been over41.Yes, but I won't forget why you have to have a second chance
42.a multitude of things
43.Sometimes
44.Gays in space 
45.The sunshine shinning through my window 
46.anxious for my future
47.yes
48.yes
49.Yes
50.Two toned, maroon on top and gray in bottom
51.Yeah
52.My brain
53.if I'm gonna use make up it's just to fill in my eyebrows, which I'll do occasionally, but I use bare minerals 
54.Crate&Barrel
55.Dont have a favorite
56.Dont have a favorite
57.dont have a favorite 
58.A taquito from last night 
59.i haven't eaten food today, but I'm gonna have a salad here soon with my ma
60.ArtShow, Photography, Fencing, and some Pinewood Derby
61.Nope
62.No but I have been detained
63.Sadly yes
64.1st grade with this girl named Lindsey who was best friends with this girl named Jill. We all kissed each other. 
65.Somewhat
66.I prefer my real friends only due to the face to face connection 
67.Neither
68.Tumblr
69.i was watching westworld with my ma
70.Lindsey, Rene, Ryan, Halana
71.Love?
72.my towels are garbage and I'm buying new ones
72.Probably around 6-10 73.No74.No
75.My dog
76.Right now they are nude color
77.Chocolate
78.Either coffe, French silk, or almond pistachio 
79.Yellow80.Dark blue denim
81.Rn, its Game of Thrones 
82.Rn, it's either Okja or Were the World Mine 
83.Fuck Mean Girls 2
84. Mean Girls
85.Karen Smith
86.Dory
87.Idk, I was up till 2 am, but if we're talking first person since I woke up, my supervisor Kim
88.My mom
89.I don't hate?
90.My friends and family and the family whose kids I watch91.God no
92.nope
93.Its all about leggings bb
94.Probably like 2-3
95. Sing96. I like Thandie Newton
97. I like Jason Bateman
98.Sometimes
99.1 Dog
100.Meh101.Meh
102.What else keeps you up at night?
103.Yeah
104.All my friends who've died 
105.Yes
106.No, I try not to do that 
107.Yeah down in Mexico 
108.Organizing/ Scheduling Doctors appointments/ signing up for classes 
109.Mosquitos
110.yes
111.Its something that I've been working on
112.honeslty, I just broke down the other day right before I hung out with friends cause I was listening to Kesha 
113.Baby J
114.Yes
115.Sometimes
116.no
117.yes
118.yes
119.author Chuck Palahniuk
120.im not afraid of it, I just don't like it too much
121.if I am I don't mean to be 
122.i don't think so, but I'm a forgiving person 
123.for a little bit
124.No
125.Idk
126.i guess since I'm taking the time to do this 
127.My friends 
128.when I was in elementary school I wanted to change my name to Ethan
129.Taurus 
130.not particularly 
131.cool story bro
132.my mother
133. We're not in love, but I'll make love to you134.I could but I won't 
135.i told my boss I can't come into work because I have anal fissures 
136.Closed
137.Almost 6'
138.Doesnt matter
139. Brunette 
140.Winter here in Az141.night
142.october or December 
143.Part time
144. Dark chocolate?
145. Tea
146.it was 
147.Snickers
148.Nothing of me is original. I am the combined effort of everyone I've ever known.
149.Yes
150.for upward sailing, the water ballast can be transferred from side to side via gravity in about 15 seconds, controlled by levers in the cockpit