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Prompt 17

"You threw up 3 times! Your not fine"

Grayson Dolan x reader

Neighbours to lovers

"You threw up 3 times! You're not fine."

Warnings: throwing up, comforting

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Grayson being the sweet and hot neighbor that he was had brought some cake over to your house

You'd moved into the neighborhood not to long ago

The first person you'd met was grayson and his twin brother Ethan

Quite frankly you had a crush on grayson, I mean- who wouldn't?

(A/n- smexy man 😍)

Grayson was knocking on your door with the cake he had brought to welcome you into the neighborhood

He knew moving somewhere new was scary

Especially when your moving alone

Grayson was lucky enough to have Ethan with him

"Im coming, just give me a second!" You'd yelled from upstairs trying to look decent since all your clothes were still in boxes

When you did open the door, you came face to face with grayson and the cake he'd brought for you

"Oh hey, I brought you a- holy shit are you ok?!" He saw your runny nose and the bags under your eyes as you sneezed

"Oh uh- yeah I'm fine. It what I get for not bringing an umbrella to the grocery store"

"Oh well I brought you a cake, I know that moving somewhere new can be a bit scary and nerve-wracking"

"That's very sweet of you grayson, I would invite you in but I wouldn't want you getting sick because of m-" you didn't even get a chance to finish the sentence before running to the bathroom and throwing up

"Hey- Hey its ok" grayson tied your hair up and rubbed your back

After you were done throwing up grayson insisted on staying to take care of you even thought you claimed you didn't want to get him sick

"How many times have you thrown up?" Grayson asked

"Three times... but I promise I'm fine-"

"You threw up 3 times! Your not fine."

Eventually you gave in, no one can deny the puppy dog eyes of Grayson Bailey dolan

Grayson made you some vegetable soup, his mother's recipe that he claimed was the best and you didn't deny, it was the best vegetable soup you'd ever tasted (A/n: I wrote chicken soup then remembered thier vegetarian 😭)

For the rest of the night

You and grayson talked and joked the whole night and you somehow fell asleep in his arms

Maybe your neighbor turning into your lover wasn't the worst thing

[poguesofthebau]

can you do one with gray being jealous? or a gray's gf being jealous one?

pshhhh, can i do one with gray being jealous. of course i can do one with gray being jealous! we love a jealous dolan! hope you enjoy love xx

summary: you move into a new apartment building and think it’s perfect, but grayson seems to have an issue with the guy down the hall that clearly has a huge crush on you.

your new house was perfect.

there was not a single thing wrong with it– no loud traffic, no leaky pipes, no location interferences with work, nothing. in comparison to your last apartment, this place was heaven. while you were still working your bank account up to buying an actual house, this apartment was completely satisfying for the time being.

at least, it was satisfying to you.

grayson, on the other hand, seemed to have a problem with it.

since the day you moved in two weeks ago, he had been constantly hinting at, well, hating it. while he and ethan helped you unload boxes from the uhaul in the parking lot into your new home, he’d had this look. it was something you and ethan had both noticed, although in different ways. ethan couldn’t wipe the smirk off his face every time he caught a look at his brother. whatever was wrong with grayson, ethan found it hilarious.

you, however, were a little concerned. had he seen something you hadn’t? did he not think you would be safe in the new neighborhood? a few minutes after you’d noticed the displeasure on your boyfriend’s face, you’d caught him at the door to your apartment, grabbing his bicep to keep him from sliding past you in the doorframe. “hey,” you’d cooed, pulling him a little closer despite the droplets of sweat that were accumulating on both of you from the heavy lifting. “you okay?”

he looked down at you, the displeasure morphing quickly into content at your touch. he nodded, smiling softly at you, and leaned down to place his lips on yours in response, humming gently at the contact. for a while after that, you’d been convinced that it was all in your head– nothing was wrong with grayson or your new place.

three days later, though, it happened again.

gray had come over after a day of filming with ethan, having texted you after they finished shutting down the set that he’d “Just filmed the best video probably ever, now I get to see my best girl ever. Be there in ten.” you’d smiled smugly at the message, waiting patiently for his arrival.

when he got there, though, his attitude about the day had completely turned. his face was back to that same one as your move in day, and you immediately knew you’d been right about it the first time. this time you ignored it, knowing better than to pester him about something he’d already tried to hide once; you knew it would come up when it was supposed to. so you curled up next to him on the couch, pressing your lips to his neck and letting him get over it himself. it wasn’t until two weeks after moving in that you finally found out what had been bothering your boyfriend so much.

the two of you were just getting back from filming at james’s, and you were exhausted to say the least. while filming with your friends was always fun, it always left both you and grayson yearning for blankets and cuddles. hitting the button to call the elevator, you leaned against the taller boy with your eyes half closed. gray was busy texting ethan about their plan for filming the next day, and you found yourself almost completely asleep by the time the ding rang through the lobby to signify the elevetor’s arrival. eager to kick off your jeans and jump into bed, you stepped into the elevator with grayson’s hand in your own. just as you hit the button for your floor, a voice called from the building’s front door to “hold the elevator, please!”

naturally, you stuck your leg in between the closing doors to stop them from locking out the person who you could now recognize as your neighbor from three doors down. he had four paper grocery bags in each hand, and he had clearly been fighting with all of them judging by the tears throughout them. as the man stepped through the doors, grayson let out a huff, and when you glanced up at him, he had the look again. your brow furrowed, but as you opened your mouth to confront his expression, the elevator’s third party spoke. “hey, y/n!” glancing over at him, you smiled kindly in response. “thanks for holding the doors, it’s been a big of a rough night.”

you felt grayson’s grip on your fingers tighten the slightest bit, and you blatantly squeezed on his own before responding. “no problem, john. at least now you have some comfort food to get you through the night, yeah?”

your neighbor laughed, and so did grayson. it was a choked, insincere chortle, and that was the moment you figured out what his problem had been since the day you moved.

he was jealous.

the next five minutes were the same. you made casual conversation with john as grayson stood stiffly next to you, trying his hardest to keep from losing all composure against the neighbor who had been blatantly flirting with you for weeks now. eventually you reached your own door, john thanking you again (in a much too friendly tone, if you asked grayson) before you parted ways. the moment the door was shut, you were spinning to look at grayson accusingly.

“okay, so–” as you began to speak, grayson began to turn the corner to toss his shoes into your room where he knew you’d tell him to put them in a matter of minutes. before he could go, you were calling for his attention and throwing the question at him so quickly he was stopped in his tracks. “hey, don’t walk away– wait a minute. are you jealous?”

grayson’s eyebrows knitted together, mouth twisting into an unimpressed frown at your words. “what?”

“i asked you if you’re jealous,” you repeated, stepping forward to minimize the space that had grown between you. “and you ignored the question. because you are. aren’t you?” grayson blinked at you, not giving anything away. “you are. grayson bailey, you’re jealous?” his frown deepened, and he rolled his eyes at how much you were enjoying this. his lack of response only prompted you to take a step closer, placing a hand on either side of his face as you smiled adoringly. “aw, baby! you’re jealous!”

“shut up,” he grumbled, lowering his head enough to press his forehead to yours. your expression didn’t change, and your giggle made him groan again. “that guy is fucking obsessed with you, y/n!”

laughing again, you used your pre-positioned hands to tilt his chin, pulling his mouth into yours in a loving kiss. “don’t be silly, gray. just my neighbor.”

he whined again in disagreement. “nuh-uh, y/n. he has literally been obsessing over you since the day you moved in. i told ethan i was gonna move in with you so that jackass would stay away.”

“hm,” you hummed, pecking his mouth again. “doesn’t sound like such a bad idea.” your hands tangled around his neck, fingers twisting into his hair as his own hands slid around your back and secured themselves around your waist. “get to have my sweet, sexy, protective gray with me all the time. only one down side.” his mouth only half a centimeter from yours once again, grayson’s eyebrows lifted, asking you what that one down side could possibly be. “you are so hot when you’re jealous, i wouldn’t want that to go away.”

“oh yeah?” and with that, grayson was lifting you up, hands under your thighs, prompting you to wrap your legs around his back with a squeal and a laugh. “i’ll show you just how hot i am when i’m jealous.”

[333dolans]

C3 & C92 with gray pleasee🥺

Prompt list

C3, C92- “It’s none of your business.” “It’s my business if you cry because of me.” “I’m going to sleep on couch tonight.”

“Y/N, please just talk to me? I don’t understand what I did wrong. You need to tell me so I can, you know? Not do it again?” Gray pleaded with you through the bathroom door. Just moments ago you were both cuddled up on his bed under a fuzzy blanket, legs intertwined and eyes heavy with the sleepiness that weighed your eyelids down. Now? You had abruptly got up from your place in his arms before making a quick dash and proceeding to lock yourself in the bathroom without so much as a word. As he’d followed after you, he heard the sound of the toilet flushing.

Gray was confused to say the least, you had been talking to him about your day, which he followed with a brief description of what he had gotten up to with Ethan as they were in the midsts of filming a big series for their channel. Snapping back to the current moment where he found himself sliding down to the floor, head resting on the wall, he desperately began to rack his brain for anything that could of pissed you off. Why were you angry with him?

He was once again brought out of his thoughts by a sound that made his blood run cold. His ear pressed against the wood, he heard the faint, steady sound pick up speed and volume. You were crying. He could handle you being mad at him but crying because of him? Absolutely not. “Babe, please” He was begging now.

Just as he was contemplating kicking that damn door down himself, he heard the lock twist and the door crack open slightly followed by your croaky voice, “Im going to sleep on the couch tonight.” You sounded so fragile, insecure. Gray knew better than to try and argue with you, you were a stubborn one and when you knew what you wanted you were set on it. “It’s ok, take the bed. I’ll take the couch.”

As the sun began to light up the room, the rays making their way in through the blinds, you were instantly reminded of last nights events when you reached out to your left, greeted with cold sheets. You felt guilty, you weren’t upset because of him. You were angry with the universe and he just so happened to be the one you lashed out at.

Sliding your feet into your slippers as you finished tying the belt of your robe, you made your way out to the living room to apologise. You were met with the smell of pancakes, god were you craving them. A smile graced your lips as you headed for the kitchen. That smile faltered when you were met with Gray sat at the kitchen table, chomping on his breakfast, no sight of a plate saved for you. This pissed you off, you knew you had no reason to be annoyed. It was 7am and you didn’t normally wake up until around 10am on your days off. Of course he wouldn’t of made you breakfast at this time, but today? You weren’t happy.

“Nice of you to offer me some.” You commented bitterly. If looks could kill, Grayson Dolan would be a dead man walking. “Seriously Y/N? We’re not 7 anymore.” He rolled his eyes. God you needed to get your feelings in check because you could now feel your bottom lip begin to tremble. Why were you crying?! You had started all of this. Grayson saw your change in expression and was instantly at your side.

“What is it bub? come on, you can talk to me.” Gray tried, warm hand reaching for yours but you pulled away. “It’s none of your business.” You sassed. Honestly, you don’t know why you were being so petty, he hadn’t done anything wrong. You were just so afraid of what he’d say when you told him. You turned on your heel, about to flee again. “It’s my business if you cry because of me.” With that you froze, he’d heard you? Did that mean he’d heard you throwing up last night? “fuck” you thought to yourself.

You slowly looked up to meet his eyes. You were afraid for his reaction. You knew he loved you but you’d only been together for just under a year. Was it all too soon? As much as you wished you could avoid it, you knew he would find out eventually, whether you told him or not. “Don’t be mad?” You whispered faintly. “Of course not, you just worried me is all.” He cupped your tear stained cheek in his palm, the touch comforting you. You took in a shaky breath, “I’m pregnant.”

The words seemed to echo in the small space between you. Silence. You knew it was too soon, it was no secret that Grayson longed to be a father more than anything, but 10 months into the relationship? They were still so young, so much they wanted to do before settling down for a domestic life together. You felt your stomach wrench. You’d ruined everything.

Grayson on the other hand, was in shock. Was this a dream? Surely it had to be. This. This was the moment he’d waited for all of his life. He was going to be a father and best of all, the mother of his unborn child, the absolute love of his life. He saw a hint of hope flash across her eyes after she spoke, but it faded after just a few seconds, replaced with fear. Fuck! He’d hadn’t said anything yet, leaving her in her to overthink his lack of reaction.

Without missing another beat, he took her shaking hands into his bigger ones and brought them to his lips, placing a gentle kiss to them. He couldn’t fight it anymore. He scooped her into his arms and buried his head into her hair, inhaling the familiar scent of her shampoo. He pulled back to look at her face, “I’m going to be a dad?” His eyes began to tear up. She matched the smile on his face before letting out a sharp breath of a relief. “Yes, and the best one too. I know it may be too soon-“ Grayson cut her off with a passionate kiss. “No love, it’s perfect.”

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[godlydolans]

“You’re not in bed. I came looking for you.” Gray

Grayson’s sleep got disrupted when a loud thunder clap seemed to shake the house. Frowning, he kept his eyes closed and turned his body to the right. His arm absent mindedly reached out to pull you to his bare chest but his hand touched wrinkled sheets. Grayson growned and tried onc again to find your warm body with his eyes closed and sleep still heavy on his lids. Again, his hands only found the still warm sheets where you were supposed to be.

At this point, his tired mind was in the favour of going back to sleep but his body knew he couldn’t go back to sleep without you in his arms. The clouds rumbled outside the window as Grayson pushed his body out of bed and rubbed the sleep from his heavy eyes.

“Damn, Y/N.” He padded out of your shared room and sluggishly crossed the kitchen, ending up in the living room. There you were, curled up on the couch, wearing nothing but his hoodie and your panties as you watched the rain pouring from the sky above through the floor to ceiling window. Grayson sighed and moved closer to you. “What are you doing?”

You turned at the groggy voice of your man and gave him a dazzling smile as he came and stood in front of you. He was giving you the cutest frown, his eyes droopy and lips in a pout that he probably didn’t even know he was sporting. Your heart melted at the gorgeous sight and you stood up. “I thought you were sleeping? I slipped out quietly so as to not wake you.”

He liked to sleep with his shirt off so right now as he stood before you, his arms were covered in goosebumps, so even if it wasn’t going to do much to ward off the cold, you wrapped your arms around his narrow waist and placed your chin on his sternum. Hazel eyes looked down at you as you smiled up at him.

“All this noise,” Grayson gestured to the rain and thundering clouds with his arm, “woke me. You weren’t in bed. I came looking for you.” His arms came around your shoulders as he lowered his head to peer into your eyes. “What’re you doin’ here in the freezing cold with nothing covering your legs?”

He was right, the living room was pretty cold, especially in comparison to the cozy bed you’d left in the middle of the night and your legs indeed were cold. Grayson was really warm despite being naked from the waist you so you nuzzled your face into his chest and breathed, “I came to watch the rain.”

His chest shook with a breathy chuckle and he murmured, “You couldn’t watch from the bedroom, babe?”

“The bedroom doesn’t have big enough windows to get this gorgeous view.”

Grayson glanced at the window he was facing, watching the rain falling from the pitch black sky, occasionally getting lit up with thunder bolts. It was a typical rain storm, he didn’t know what was so special about it.

“I would never understand your obsession with storms.” He mused against your hair, squeezing you tighter against him as a shiver went down his spine. “Fuck, it’s cold.”

You shrugged against him, slightly pulling away from his embrace to look at him. “Storms are beautiful.” Your hands came from around his waist and went for his long hair. Grayson’s bedhead was a sight, going in all four directions, bent at weird angles. Giggling, you pushed it all back with your fingers, smoothing all the wreck into a sleeked back look which quick parted down the middle as soon as you removed your hold on them. Grayson’s eyes were half mast, a clear give away that he was fight sleep to stay standing. A quick kiss on his lips and a cooed, “You’re so cute, my sleepy baby.” made Grayson’s lips pull up into a dopey smile as he leaned his forehead to yours.

“You’re cute.”

“You’re cuter.”

“Uh-uh,” He shook his head.

“The cutest boy I know.” Before he could disagree, you pulled away and took his arm, “lemme take you to bed before you fall asleep on me right here.”

Yawning, he followed you eagerly, “I’d like that a lot, bub.”

He was out almost as soon as his head hit the pillow and he burrowed his head in your neck, arms caging you to him so you wouldn’t slip away again. You fell asleep to the pitter-patter of the rain and your man’s soft snores which you had grown accostumed to at this point. His arms like a tranquilliser, made you sleep like a baby.

[dolansontheblock]

A36 please and thank you 🥺

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thank for you sending this in lovely! i decided this was a very grayson thing to say! i feel like i always upload my writing really late at night so i’m sorry lol

“Wait, do we have a permission to do this?”

warning: slight mention of smut

dialog prompts

“Sh, Grayson! I told you we needed to be quite!” You scolded him, causing him to stumble over a pool noodle yet again.

You were on vacation in Hawaii with a group of you staying at a friend’s house right on the ocean, the two of you were trying to sneak off to the dock to go star gazing.

Key word; trying.

Grayson kept snapping twigs under the weight of his foot or tripping over something trying to keep up with your fast little legs.

“Y/N, babe, I’m being loud because you’re walking too fast! Slow down!”

Eventually the two of you finally made it down without being spotted and climbed into your friends boat with your pillow and oversized blanket, you had insisted because the breeze was a bit chilly this time of night. Your friend had told you and a few other friends when you had arrived that the boat was off limits because her dad was fixing it up, but Grayson didn’t know that.

Grayson had placed the pillow accordingly and layed down, you following suit by resting your head on his chest.

Laying there with him felt perfect, you listened to the little thumps of his heart, looking at the stars in a comfortable silence.

Grayson turned his body to face yours, bringing his hand to cup your cheek and looked lovingly into your eyes before leaning down to press a slow, tender kiss to your lips.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, smiling into the kiss. You kissed him harder, a sudden need for him washing over you, like an itch that only he could scratch. Throwing a leg over his hips, you straddled him as he deepened the kiss, his tongue slipping into your mouth urgently.

He broke away for a breath of air, so you stared placing sloppy kisses down his neck, spending some extra time at the base of his throat tracing the spot between his collar bones.

“Wait, do we have permission to do this?” He whispered breathily, groaning as you sucked slightly harder. You giggled quietly at him.

“To make out?”

“No baby, to be on the boat?” You flipped your hair over your shoulder before you started to grind on him softly, with just enough pressure to have his breath catch in his throat unexpectedly. “No one has even talked about it, how did you know it was here?”

Deciding he was asking too many questions, you took off your shirt before leaning down to kiss just below his ear.

“Stop talking and kiss me already.” Grayson yanked you down to him without hesitating, tongue dipping into your mouth in the most delicious of ways. You grinded harder against him, whimpering and moaning into his mouth.

Just as things were reaching the point of no return, a light shined on you and a voice came from the dock.

“Y/N! I told you the boat was off limits– Wait, are you two fucking?!”

[bittywitches]

hi bby! hope you're having a great day! for the prompt list, can I have #2 and #35 for grayson? tysm!!!

You’re the sweetest 🥺 As usual I got carried away, but I hope I did alright 😅 Hope you’re doing well too!

#2: “Stay here tonight.” & #35: “You make me feel safe.”

You woke up in a cold sweat, panting in the darkness of your bedroom. Your chest was pounding, the dark only adding to your tension. You scrambled to turn your table lamp on, sighing finally when you could see the warm colour wash over your room. 

Just another nightmare.

You breathed out, rubbing your face to try and ease your tension. The past few weeks had been rough on you. Ever since your mother grew ill, it was like everything else in your life started to spiral out of control. You had to take a few days off from work to take care of your mom, that taking up most of your days now. You knew she’d probably get by on her own, but you knew her. She wasn’t one to work well alone. Your mother had raised you all on her own, but you hadn’t left her side until just last year, when you’d moved out to live in a small apartment that was a lot closer to your job. Things were okay since your younger sister had been living with her up until a few months ago, when she left the state for school. Now it was just her at home, by herself. And once she got sick, she became even more restless, and you didn’t want to leave her alone. You loved her, but taking care of her everyday was adding a lot to your stress. You were afraid if you took any more days off you might lose your job, but leaving your mom alone at her house scared you to no end. That of course was all it took to fuel your ongoing nightmares. 

You sighed, reaching for your phone, knowing that there was no way you’d be able to fall asleep now after getting spooked like that again.

The light hurt your eyes a bit, but eventually you adjusted to it, seeing that it was 1 in the morning. You opened up instagram and scrolled through the posts, but stopped when you saw what Grayson had posted. It was a picture of you from yesterday when you had crashed at the twins’ place after leaving your mom’s house, since it was closer. You were sitting on the sofa, curled up into a ball while draped in a huge fuzzy blanket. The picture was taken from your side, and you remembered Grayson taking that photo of you in the middle of the movie you were watching. You swiped to see a photo of you now looking directly at the camera, tears in your eyes as you gripped the edge of the blanket close to your face. You blushed at that, embarassed that he’d decided to post it. You swiped one more time to see a photo of TV screen displaying a scene from Love Actually. You looked down to see the caption:

graysondolan I had to hug her until she stopped crying 😅

You smiled at that. He was right, but it’s not like he did it against his will. After the movie finished he brought you both a bowl of ice cream and you guys cuddled under the blanket while you watched The Office reruns to help you cool down. 

You loved the twins, they were some of your closest friends, and you were so grateful to have them, especially during this stressful time right now. They could help you relax, wind down, and wouldn’t let you feel bad for it. You’d found, however, that these past few months, you and Grayson had been growing a lot closer. 

Closer how? That was a good question. You yourself were trying to figure that out. You weren’t going to pretend that you didn’t have a small crush on Grayson, but you knew that right now it didn’t really matter if you did or not. You had so much going on in your life, you wouldn’t be able to get into something like that. Sure, spending all that time with him was always amazing, usually the highlight of your week. And as times got tougher, the nightmares seemed to keep finding you each night, and each time you found yourself soothing yourself back to sleep by thinking of being held in a certain someone’s arms... but that didn’t mean he liked you in the way you did him. You knew not to get your hopes up.

You shook your head, going to turn off your lamp again. You flopped down onto your mattress, closing your eyes to try and force yourself back to sleep.

…

…

…

Y/N!

No, no, come back!

HELP ME!

No, PLEASE-

You shot up, your chest heaving like crazy. 

“God, why-” You turned your lamp on again, rubbing your eyes.

“Guess I’m not sleeping tonight.” You grumbled, getting out of bed and pulling on your fuzzy slippers. You quickly tied up your hair into a loose ponytail, then grabbed your phone as you headed for your living room. 

You plopped yourself down onto your couch. You sighed, turning your phone on again to be introduced with Grayson’s post again. Your eyes drifted down the screen, but widened when you saw something. He’d only posted it about a half hour ago.

That meant he was still awake. 

You sat there for a while, contemplating what to do. You really did want to see him, but could you really do anything about it, considering what time it was?

You bit your lip. Fuck it. You pressed Grayson’s contact, then pressed call. 

You held the phone up to your ear, breathing in slowly as it rang.

“Y/N?” His voice sounded a lot clearer than you expected, so you could tell that he’d been awake.

“Hey.” 

“Are you okay? Why are you up?” You could already hear the concern in his voice.

“Um…”

“Is your mom okay?” 

“Yea, nothing’s wrong, don’t worry.” You smiled still.

“Oh.. okay, good.” He cleared his throat. “Why aren’t you asleep?” he asked again.

“I… couldn’t sleep. Wanted to talk to someone.” You started to get nervous when he didn’t respond right away. “You know what, I probably shouldn't have even called-”

“No, no, it’s okay. I was actually just editing a video right now, anyways.”

“Oh, am I disturbing? I’m sorry-”

“Y/N,” He laughed over the phone. “It’s all good. I was just finishing up anyway.”

You chuckled. “Okay.”

“You okay?” Even though you’d said otherwise, Grayson could tell there wasn’t something going on.

“Yea… just.. Got up to make tea.” you decided, then got off the couch and went to your kitchen in search of tea bags.

“You usually have midnight tea breaks?” He laughed again.

“Haha, no. Just today.” You turned the kettle on, then turned around to lean your back against the cool counter.

“Hey, um.” You cleared your throat. “Are you busy right now?”

“Not really, no. Why?”

“Okay, um, this might sound a bit crazy, but…” You rubbed your shoulder. “Do you wanna maybe come over?”

There was a pause. “...Right now?”

“Y-yea.”

“...Did you drink?”

“W- Grayson!” Your face flushed.

“Okay, so no-”

“You know what nevermind I’m sorry I called-”

“No no stop. M’sorry. I’d love to come over. Don’t you think it’s a bit late though..?”

“Just for a little bit.” You felt like you were begging at this point, but you didn’t care. You wanted to see him. “You don’t have to stay long.”

You bit down on your lower lip. “But you’re right, it’s fine-”

“Y/N, no. I’ll be there in twenty.” 

You smiled. “Okay. Bye.”

“Bye.”

.  .  .

Almost exactly twenty minutes later, you heard the ringing of the doorbell. You gently placed your hot cup of tea down on the coffee table, and scurried towards the door.

“I’m coming!” You said, reaching the doorknob and turning it.

You opened the door to find Grayson standing there, his long hair set free from his usual bandana, wearing a loose black tshirt and a pair of grey sweatpants. He had a big grin on his face.

You smiled. “Hi-” But then your eyes drifted down to see him holding a cute little teddy bear and a take-out ihop bag; your comfort food.

“Grayson..” You brought your hands up to cover your mouth, suddenly finding tears spilling over your face, and you didn’t even know why. You’d been trying to keep your emotions at bay for so long that this one kind gesture was enough to tip you over the edge.

“Hey hey hey, hold on,” He placed the bag on the floor and reached for you, wrapping his arms around you. You buried your head into his neck as he rubbed your back.

“Y/N.”

“Mhm?” You sniffled, fiddling with his chain.

“Are you okay?” he asked one final time.

You breathed out. “No.”

He sighed. “I had a hunch.” He gently took your shoulders and pushed you away from him. “Wanna go eat this stuff?”

“Maybe later…” You said, wiping your eyes and bending down to take the bag. “I’ll put it in the fridge.”

You hugged him again, pressing your cheek against his chest. “Thank you.”

“Nothing to thank me for.” You smiled at him. He slipped his shoes off, then walked past you into your living room, and you closed the door behind him. 

“Oh, I made you tea.” You pointed at the second cup on the coffee table. 

“Thanks.”

You nodded, going over to the fridge to put the food away. You made you way over to Grayson and sat down next to him on the sofa. You watched him for a bit as he drank his tea.

Finally he set his cup down. “Okay, what’s going on? Is everything seriously okay with your mom?”

“Yes, she’s fine. At least, not worse than normal.”

“Then what’s going on? Why’d you call me?” He placed his hand on your leg, gently rubbing his thumb over your knee.

“I…” You coughed. “I’ve been having nightmares.” 

He tilted his head at you, a concerned look on his face. “Is it because of your mom?”

“I-I think it’s part of it.” You looked away, embarrassed. “I know it’s stupid-”

“Y/N it’s not stupid. It makes sense. You’ve got a lot on your plate right now.”

You looked up at him. “Yea?”

“Yea.” He paused. “Is that why you called? Because your nightmares wouldn’t let you sleep?”

You nodded, and you could see the actual pain in his face when you did that.

“Y/N…” He wrapped his arms around you again, and this time you let yourself comfortably nestle into his side. He kissed your forehead as he rubbed your shoulder.

“You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to, but… are the nightmares actually about your mom?”

“That’s the thing, I don’t even know.” He brushed a hair out of your face as you spoke. “Every time it’s always me losing somebody; sometimes it’s my mom, or my sister, or a friend, sometimes it’s just a weird looming entity that doesn’t have a face but.. It still hurts. Still scares me.” You looked up at him, but found that his eyes were already on you.

“Sometimes…” You continued, fiddling with the edge of his t-shirt. “Sometimes it’s you.”

His eyes widened when you said that. “Oh.” He sat there for a moment, thinking about what you’d told him. He turned to face you directly, you now lying on his left arm while his other one came up to wrap around your waist. “Well at least I can relieve you of one worry.” He bent down to kiss your forehead again. “You’ll never lose me.”

You smiled, leaning back into him so you could nestle into his chest and neck, and he rested his head above yours. You both stayed like that for a while, not speaking, but just enjoying the closeness of one another.

“Hey, Y/N?” Grayson finally said, kissing the top of your head to see if you were still awake.

“Mmm?” You mumbled.

“Why’d you call me?”

You looked up at him, brows furrowed. “Hm?”

“I mean- I know why you called me. But why did you call me? Why not someone else?”

“Because…” You faltered.

“Not that I’m not happy you did.” He smiled. “I am. I just.. Dunno. Wouldn’t you call one of your girlfriends for something like this?”

“I guess…” You sighed. “But I wanted to see you.” His eyes seemed to twinkle when you said that. “You… You make me feel safe.”

“I do?”

“Yea. Like, no matter how fucked up everything else in the world is right now, you make me feel like it’s gonna be okay. That I’m gonna be okay.”

He grinned so wide at that, and it made you blush. “That was really cheesy, wasn’t it?”

“No. It was great.” He brought his arm up from your waist to gently caress your cheek with his knuckle. “That means so much to me. Thank you.”

You didn’t know what to think. Here he was, just him and you, snuggled up together at who knows when in the morning. It was perfect. 

But of course, it wasn’t.

You thought about just how bad this situation was. You were falling for this boy, who you didn’t even know if he shared the same feelings as you did. You’d called him in the middle of the night to come over, and for what? You couldn’t get into anything right now. That would be too hard with everything going on. 

But somehow not letting him know was even harder.

You laughed, rubbing your eyes gently.

“What is it?” Grayson asked.

“Oh, I just-” You looked at him again, his hazel eyes connecting with yours sending that wonderful feeling through your body. “It’s nothing.”

“C’mon, tell me.”

You sighed, a smile on your face. “No, it’s just- I shouldn’t have called you.”

His brows creased. “Hey, I told you that I wasn’t busy-”

“No, no it’s not that.” He raised his eyebrows at you questioningly.

“I just- okay. I probably shouldn’t be telling you this either but…” You laughed. “I’m so gonna regret saying this in the morning.” You breathed out. “I kind of have a crush on you.”

His eyes widened, and you could see colour spreading to his cheeks. “...Oh?”

“Um, yea. And getting you to come over probably wasn’t the best idea considering that- well it’s not like anything was going to happen because you don’t even like me in that way but if it were to it just-” You sighed. “It wouldn’t work right now. And I kinda just screwed myself over by getting you to come despite all of that since…” You shrugged. “Well, since I really like you.”

He stared at you blankly, and his mouth had slightly fallen agape about three sentences ago.

“Y/N…”

“You don’t have to say anything though, okay? It’s fine. I just wanted to tell you. Didn’t wanna have another thing just swirling around in my brain late at night.” You groaned. “I’m sorry, I don’t even know what I’m saying at this point-”

“Y/N, relax.” He chuckled.

You brushed a hair out of your face. “Basically my point is, I probably shouldn’t have called. Getting over you has been hard enough right now and… this definitely isn’t helping that.”

“Then don’t get over me.”

“...What?” 

“Don’t get over me.”

“Why?”

“Because I’ve had feelings for you for a while too.”

Your hands came up to cover your mouth again, shock clearly displayed on your face. “You’re kidding.”

“Dead serious.” He laughed again, brushing his long hair out of his face as he leaned back on the couch. 

“Grayson… why didn’t you tell me?”

“I dunno.” He shrugged. “I was just so sure you didn’t feel the same way that I didn’t see a point in telling you.”

You stared at him, your hands falling into your lap. “Are you serious?” You groaned, your head falling back onto the couch. “God, if you’d just told me sooner…”

“But why sooner?” He got up now, looking at you. 

“What?”

“Isn’t this good? That we both know now?” He leaned in closer to your, his hand coming up to cup your cheek. 

“Grayson…” You started, but the look in his eyes cut you off.

“I know you said that you wouldn’t be ready for anything but- We don’t need to do anything too serious yet.” 

“I don’t know…” You bit your lip.

“Just, let me take you out for dinner tomorrow.” 

“Gray!”

“That’s all I’m asking.”

He leaned in more, his nose now brushing yours. How badly you wanted to just close the distance between you both but…

You pulled away. “Gray, I can’t. I’m sorry.”

His hand fell away, his face falling as well. “Right. Sorry.” 

You coughed. “You know, it’s late. You should probably…”

He sighed. “Yea, okay.” He got up. “I’ll see you later?”

“Yea.”

He nodded at you, but the look in his eyes hurt you in a way that you’d never felt before. He walked around the couch, making his way for the door. You watched his back as he reached for your doorknob…

“Gray, wait.”

His head whipped around to look at you. “What?”

“Stay here tonight.”

“God I was hoping you’d say that.” He walked backed over to you in two long strides, grabbing you as he kissed you intensely, almost knocking you backwards but his hands steadied you by gripping your back and waist. He pressed his lips firmly into yours, and you gripped his shoulder’s tightly from your head spinning.

“Ooh, Hold on,” You pulled away from him for a second. “Head rush.” You giggled.

He grinned, pecking your lips and then pressing his forehead to yours. Then his eyes suddenly turned serious. 

“You sure this is okay?”

“Yea.” You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him one more time. “We’re gonna be okay.”

[alrighttherescarhead]

34! Take your time babe

Thank you for the request! You didn't specify who so I chose Ethan and made it kinda sad. Hope that's okay 🥺

Anyways, enjoy!

“You come to my room and wake me up at 4am, to cuddle.”

*

Ethan groans when he hears the knock on his door.

Everyone knows that Ethan loves his sleep. Especially when he’s only been in bed for an hour or so because he had been up all night, editing a video that was due to be uploaded the following day.

A part of him wanted to throw his cover over his head and go back to sleep but he knew he would never forgive himself if it was something seriously important. And besides, there’s only two people it could be. You – the newest member of the household – or Grayson.

“Who is it?” he grumbles, reaching over to illuminate his phone screen. With squinted eyes he reads ‘03:48’.

You croak out a response, making Ethan think that you had only recently awoke. Truth is you hadn’t slept, even the smallest amount. “It’s me. I– I really need a cuddle–”

“You come to my room and wake me up at 4am, to cuddle? Are you serious?” when he opens his door, the sight he sees right in front of him, shatters his heart entirely. “Shit–”

You stood unsteadily, holding an all too familiar picture frame close to your chest as tears freely rolled down your cheeks and onto the oversized t-shirt you had slipped on just moments ago to seek comfort.

Your glassy doe-like eyes lock with Ethan’s, seemingly causing a lump to form in his throat.

He’s not gonna cry, he not gonna cry–

Your tears often set off a chain reaction with him. The majority of the time, without fail too.

“C’mere, sweetheart” he coaxes. As he hooks an arm around the back of your neck, to pull you into his chest, that’s when you let go completely. Ethan’s shoulder soon becomes soaked from all of the tears and muffled sobs that refused to stop occurring. But he didn't mind. He just wanted to be there for you.

Thoughtfully, he walks you further into his room to close the door, giving you the privacy you need in your time of need.

After leading you to his bed, he assists you in laying down before slipping himself in behind you and throwing the covers over you both. Wrapping both of his arms around your waist, he gently pulls you back against his warm body, followed by placing a kiss atop your head.

“I miss them s-so much,” you cry, clutching onto the frame tighter as you curl yourself up into a ball.

“I know angel- I know-” he coos, holding you tighter.

Ethan may love his sleep but nowhere near as much as he loves you.

“You’ll get through this, i promise.”

[atlas-of-a-human-soul]

18, 19 & 24 for E?

18. "You're not gonna hurt me."

19. "I hate Halloween."

24. "I’m the tall dark stranger your parents warned you about."

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Warnings: murder, blood, violence, swearing

The curfew started an hour ago yet the streets were filled with trick or treaters. A part of her wondered if the parents who let their kids out unsupervised were sane, but then again, wasn’t she out as well?

The murders shaking up the little town had yet to stop, the seventh victim had been found.

Seven women, all drowned to death but it wasn’t before the killer had his sick fun with torturing them first.

Shuddering, Y/N wrapped her arms around herself, looking around for the reason why she’s outside. If it were up to her, she’d be holed up inside with a scary movie on and a big bowl of popcorn to satisfy her anxiety. His arm would be around her, easing the fear, and they’d steal glances at each other every so often until one of them would give up and steal a kiss.

Y/n’s ideal Halloween would have been just like that. Unfortunately, she agreed to go out for a movie date with her boyfriend and his twin who was in town for a night.

“AH!” She screamed as someone jerked her from behind, laughing and wheezing at the same time.

“You should ‘ave seen your face!!” Grayson cackled, falling on his ass from laughter and she frowned before looking to her boyfriend.

“I hate Halloween.” She rolls her eyes, standing by her statement as Grayson wheezes and Ethan chuckles.

“C’mon! It was funny!” Ethan opens his arms and while reluctant, Y/N embraces the opportunity to hold him close. He was her flame and she a moth who willingly played with fire.

“You scared me half to death.” Complaining, her words are muffled by his chest where she buried her face, all too embarrassed about the way she screamed and angry she’s so easily scared.

“As if anyone could hurt you when I’m around.” Ethan presses a sweet kiss atop her head, swaying her left to right. Gazing up at his face, she notices a beautiful smile adorning his plush lips and there’s a sense of pure awe washing over her.

Ethan is a man many would fall for. Many did. 

Charming, incredibly witty and intelligent, he owned every room her entered. He didn’t even ask for the attention, it was given freely and in abundance. His good looks attracted girls, his sporty hobbies attracted the men and no matter how many times she asked herself how he could have fallen for her - a social misfit, her brain never could form a believable answer.

“We’ll be late, love birds! Save the smooching for the bedroom.” Grayson teased, going ahead of the two. It was known he was definitely a Halloween fan and while horror movies scared him, Grayson insisted on watching one every year.

Walking hand in hand, Y/N and Ethan reminisced. It was easy to get lost in the autumn magic, the colorful trees around them and the dim light of streetlights making them wish they were alone to kiss without anyone giving them dirty looks. 

“I’m really glad you came with us tonight.” Ethan whispers, making Grayson shush him as result. The movie had started a while ago, nothing too interesting to keep Y/N’s attention. She had watched The Hills Have Eyes so many times before it just lost its appeal.

Moving her legs aside, Y/N had let a girl pass by, only to turn her attention back to Ethan.

“I’m glad you wanted me to.” Smiling sheepishly, she let him take her hand, watching him pull it up to his lips and press a tender kiss.

“Do you want anything? I’ll go to the bathroom quick.” He raises an eyebrow, expecting her to ask for a popcorn refill but she shakes her head.

“Just you to come back.” Her smile wide, Y/N pressed a kiss to the corner of his lips, even if he did shake his head and smirk at her instead of giving her a kiss she craved.

It was an unstoppable craving for Ethan ever since he first kissed her after Sociology. She was smitten, hopelessly infatuated by him.

“Count on it.” Pecking the tip of her nose, Ethan was quick to disappear, leaving Y/N with a growing unsteadiness within.

Minutes passed and she began to grow anxious. Nervously bouncing her leg, Y/N sighed, checking her phone a few times before texting Ethan who had not sent a reply.

Chewing on the inside of her bottom lip, she couldn’t even follow what’s happening on the screen, lost in her own thoughts and the possible reasons why he has yet to return.

Perhaps there was a line for the bathroom? Perhaps he just needed to take a dump? Maybe he decided to get her the popcorn anyway?

Whatever the reason may be, she was done waiting.

“Gray”, she whispered, getting his attention. “I’ll go check on E.” She stood up, catching a nod in acknowledgement before leaving.

She didn’t bother checking the entrance, heading for the bathroom straight away. She knocked on the men’s room, calling his name but there was no answer and her raging heart told her something’s wrong.

Instead of panicking, she figured she should call him again in case he didn’t hear the texts. Walking into the women’s room for privacy, Y/N had expected anything but what she found.

Her eyes noticed the blood on white tiles, contrasting like rubies in the winter snow. Her black boots were already in the puddle of the pungent smell of iron - the kind that one smells after rain had corroded the pipes. 

Shaky hands, tense body, Y/N dared to look ahead and toward the body of the lifeless woman who was very much alive when she moved out of her way earlier. She had her eyes open just as she did in the theatre, but there was nothing behind them - no happiness nor pair, no hope for the future.

And that’s when she found the culprit walking out of a stall.

There’s no remorse on his angelic, blood splattered, face nor guilt in his hazel eyes. The lips who showed her nothing but tenderness now formed a scowl she could never erase from memory.

“E-Ethan?” She stuttered in disbelief, looking to the knife he clutched possessively with his left hand.

“You really should have stayed and watched the movie.” Ethan sighs, too dramatically for it to be real. He step over the body as if it’s trash, nearing Y/N who stumbled back only to crash into a wall.

Breathing shallow and fast, she no longer felt tense but broken and shaken beyond what she believed to be possible. Her mind spins with every step he gets closer and there’s no strength inside her to run.

She always thought in a situation where it’s “fight or flight” she’d be able to run, but her body froze, remaining at the mercy of the one she thought loved her.

“You’re not gonna hurt me.” Her tone lacked conviction, but her eyes remained on him. 

Ethan could smell the fear on her. Even if she spoke valiantly, he’d see through her. Widen eyes, nostrils flared, breathing as if she had run a marathon? She feared him. And he liked it.

“I wouldn’t be so sure about that, love.” He drawled it out, lifting his arm until the tip of his knife pressed against her throat. “You see, she thought so too.” Ethan cranes his neck so Y/N could see the victim behind him only to snap his head back into position, making her gasp.

“Why? At least tell me if it was all a lie?” Her shaky voice entertains him and the way her carotid pulses only excites him. She’s a pretty girl, but she’s gorgeous when she’s scared of him. 

“What do you think?” He raises an eyebrow, a cunning smile spreading across his lips as her chin quivers. “I’m the tall dark stranger your parents warned you about.”

But before he makes the fatal cut, Ethan hears the sirens. It’s unlikely they’re for him, but he can never be too careful.

“I guess it’s your lucky night, love. Do clean up and head back. I’ll join shortly.” Nodding his head toward the door, Ethan steps back, bringing the tip of the blade to his lips. “And be quiet if you know what’s good for you.”

Pushing the heavy door, Y/N ran out, her legs finally serving her right. She ran past the theatre, straight to the register.

“Call 911!”

Her instincts told her not to. Her treacherous heart screamed at her to pretend she didn’t see anything. She wanted to. She really wanted to pretend, but as the guy asked questions why, she covered her mouth and held back a sob.

Shaking her head, she turned away and ran outside as the guy called the police regardless of her lacking response, aware she could be the reason why Ethan is apprehended.

And that should make her feel good, right? She should be happy? It certainly looked like he was the killer everyone’s been talking about, so why didn’t she feel good about it? Why did she feel sick to her stomach with the thought of never having his arms around her?

Perhaps she was just as mad as he is.

As the night went on, Y/N remained in her bed, terrified to turn on the news. But she had to. Something told her she had to.

‘The Beast has struck again, leaving the county police with yet another horrendous death on their hands. The cashier at the movies told us there was a girl running out of the bathroom, instructing him to call the police. It is unclear if the girl had witnessed the murder or just found the body, but as of now, no arrests have been made. The cameras were disconnected at the time of the murder and an hour after. According to the police, the footage of the witness and possible murderer is unrestrainable.’

“Fuck.” Y/N mutters under her breath. Not only did the news just tell Ethan she had called the cops, but they also confirmed he wasn’t even a suspect. That means...

“Knock, knock!” She heard the pounding on her front door, breaking her out of her thoughts. The voice is familiar, the one she once adored now making her question everything. 

“Open up and let’s have a nice chat!” 

[prettymuchdolansbitch]

#50,30 with Gray plsss thank you ❤️

50. “I’m not that drunk!”

30. “Those things you said yesterday…Did you mean them?”

- from prompt list

- requested 💘

- w/ Grayson 😇

Being interrupted by your best friend in the middle of your binge watching was not apart of your plan for the night. Except when Grayson called sounding like he was slurring.

“Can you pick me up? Ethans with some girl and i don’t feel like being here” You translated what he said considering you were one of the only people he’s actually trusted enough to drink and have a good time.

“Where are you?” You ask pausing your show and going to put sweats on. “Uh downtown? Check my location, i don’t know where E took us” He laughed to himself. “Stay on the phone” You put the phone on speaker and threw a hoodie on while checking his location.

You saw it’s a club that you would go to every once in a while with your girlfriends. “Gray? I’ll be there in 30 okay?” You grabbed your keys and wallet and walked out your door.

The drive there wasn’t bad considering it was past midnight and everyone is either in a party right now or doing something else. You were down the street when you called Grayson.

“G, i’m here” “Okay coming” You hung up the phone and pulled over in front of the club. There were some paparazzi hoping to catch someone where they’re not supposed to be.

They saw Grayson and some started taking pictures. Through the flashes he saw your tinted out car waiting in front of him. He covered himself and tried to walk straight towards your car.

Your door opened and people immediately started taking pictures of the inside where you sat. “Go go go” Gray said as he closed the door and lowered on the seat.

You pulled away from the club and put his address into your map. “You’re a literal blessing you know that right?” Grayson said holding his head up.

“Yeah i’ve been known, but thanks for reassuring me” You laugh as you see his eyes are shut but he’s still awake. “How was your night?” You ask while trying to choose a song.

“Rough. How did you drink every weekend in college? I can barely do this shit for one night” He began rubbing his head. “It’s called building your tolerance, love” You giggle and put on Cudi for him.

“Ohhh shitttt” He began bopping his head. Two minutes into the song, you heard light snoring from beside you. You turned the music down a little so he can rest while you drive.

You got to the twins’ house and entered the code they gave you. You parked next to Grayson’s bright ass car and saw that Grayson was still sleeping beside you.

Deciding that you were gonna help him in, you took the keys out of your engine. You walk over to his door and open it. “Gray, cmon. You’re home” You tried shaking him but he wasn’t budging.

You finally decided to punch his stomach and he woke up with no reaction. “What happened?” He said rubbing his eyes. “We’re home” You tug on his arm to put it over your shoulder to walk him inside.

“I like the sound of that” He said with his eyes closing. You roll your eyes and drag him to the front door. “Okay lean here while i open the door.” You place him on the pole in front of his door.

As you get your key from your pocket, Grayson falls into the bush next to him. You couldn’t help but laugh. You pull your phone out and record him in the bush.

Getting him up was a mission. You finally got him into the house and debated on where to put him to lay down. You decided on just throwing him in his bed.

“Alright, there ya go buddy.” You sat him on his bed and he laid down right away. “Gray, you gotta change.”

He hummed. “I don’t sleep with clothes on” He said before he flipped over onto his stomach. “Then you do that. I’m gonna go, are you good?” You said walking towards his door.

“WAIT” He screamed. “Grayson! It’s almost 2 am, you’re gonna worry your neighbors.”

“Fuck em. Stay here. Please” G said not getting up from his bed. It was really late and now would be the time that everyone’s coming home from partying.

“Fine, you win” You go to turn off all the lights and make sure the door is locked. When you get back, Grayson is stripped down to his underwear. He didn’t fully make it to his bed. His clothes laid in a pile on the floor next to him. “How drunk are you G” You sigh and push him onto the bed and under his blankets. “I’m not that drunk” He said cuddling into a pillow.

You grab his hydroflask and put it on his nightstand. You turn the light off and before you could go to the living room to sleep, Grayson once again stops you. “Can you sleep in here?”

You couldn’t resist, and you missed sleeping with someone next to you. You close his door and climb in next to him. You immediately felt uncomfortable because you had pants on, and you usually don’t sleep with pants on.

You pull them off and set them on his bench he had. You finally laid down and got comfortable. You turn with your back facing Grayson. Right before you’re about to go to sleep, you feel Grayson throw his arm around you.

“Goodnight, i love you” You felt your body tense up. You decided not to say anything and just go to sleep.

-

When you woke up the next morning, it was way too bright. Then you realized this isn’t your room and that there was someone missing. You were in the middle of the king sized bed with no Grayson in sight. You didn’t hear the shower running so you got up to go check if he was still even here.

You put your sweats on and check your phone to see it’s only 10 am. You open the door and the smell of pancakes filled your head. You turn the corner and see a shirtless Grayson with his hair still wet.

“Good morning sunshine” He smiled at you. The words ‘i love you’ kept replaying through your head. Were they just drunken words?

“Morning. You feeling better?” You make yourself coffee next to him while he cooks. “If this is hungover, I don’t think i ever want to drink again” You laughed as he set up two plates for you and him.

You make your coffee and decide to be a good person and make him one too. You guys sat at the table and watched your snapchats from last night. “You literally fell into the bush” You were laughing so much as a blush fell onto Grayson’s face.

“We’re never mentioning this again.” He said and shoved pancake down his throat. “Yeah, about that.. You said something to me last night, i don’t know if you’ll remember. But you told me you loved me? And it didn’t sound like the friend love. Did you mean it?” After you finished, Grayson started choking on his pancakes.

“i mean, i’m not gonna deny it. Well, even if i wanted to deny it, drunk me exposed me already.” Grayson drank some of his coffee to wash down the pancakes. “How can i not? You’re a beautiful person, inside and out. But if you don’t feel the same, i under-“ You didn’t let him finish as you kissed him.

“Does that answer you” You say as you pull away. “Yup. Can i do it again?” You laughed and he pulled you closer. You guys jumped apart when the door opened.

“Yo!” You heard Ethan’s voice. You almost forgot there was another person who lived here. “In here!” Grayson yelled.

Ethan came into the kitchen with a paper bag in hand. He saw your empty plates and gasped. “I decide to be a nice brother for once and get you guys breakfast, and then you make breakfast?!” He yelled. You both sat there laughing.

“Good morning to you too E” You said and went to put your plate in the dishwasher.

“Morning sleeping beauty” He grumbled as he put the breakfast he just bought into the fridge. “So i see you guys had a good night” Grayson almost spit out his coffee.

“You went to my room this morning?” Grayson asked. You sat on the counter sipping your coffee. “Well yeah, i got home at like 7 and i saw y/n’s car and wondered where she was sleeping. Walked in and saw you guys cuddling. So i took a picture” E showed you first and you laughed. Your hair was all over the place and Grayson looked like a giant next to you with his mouth open.

“Can you send me that” You say as you get off the counter and leave your mug next to the sink so that you can wash it later. E nods and goes to his room.

“Well i should head out, i’ll talk to you later” You grab your keys off the counter.

“Wait, i’ll walk you out” Grayson jumps up and follows you to the front door and outside.

“Can i take you out tonight? Like on a real date?” He said shyly. “Well you owe me something for picking you up last night” You laugh as you get to your car.

“Great, i’ll pick you up at 7 then.” Grayson smiled and gave you another kiss before you got in your car. “Get home safe” He said and patted your car.

You got out of the gate and almost screamed your head off.

[skellingtonjacque]

would anyone care if i wrote some fanfics of my favs?

asking for a friend👀

potentially may take requests if anyone gives a shit

[strangerquinns]

Tend prompt w gray porfavor, thank you love you! :*

potentially romantic prompts

[ TEND ]: sender gently tends to a wound the receiver recently got. ( 'you're such an idiot' but lovingly??? yeah i'm weak-- )

Ever since you'd watched the boys long-board there was a part of you that wanted to try it out. You weren't one to just sit on the sidelines, you wanted to try it out too. But when you voiced it to your boyfriend he went into protector mode.

"No, no...absolutely not." Grayson stood with his arms crossed at his chest.

"Why not?" You looked towards him shocked, "You and Ethan do it, why can't I?"

"It's dangerous." He answered quickly, his stance unchanging.

"She could wear a helmet and pads, also don't have to go down a huge hill," Ethan spoke from the table. You looked towards him with an appreciative smile and perked up slightly.

"Yes, I can wear a helmet and pads." You looked towards Grayson with doe eyes, trying to get him to lean towards what you wanted. "And the driveway is a hill."

Grayson looked down towards you with a stern look, but as he looked towards you, he caved. His body sagged slightly and he nodded his head. You let out a small noise of excitement before stepping forward and hugging him.

"Thank you! Thank you!"

You kissed Grayson's cheek before heading out to the garage with both Ethan and Grayson. You could tell with the pout on his lips that your boyfriend wasn't fully happy with the decision, but was going along with it. He wanted you to do whatever made you happy - even if it made him panic a little inside.

Grayson worked quickly to gear you up with the correct pads along with tightening your helmet onto your head. You looked towards him intently as he began to explain longboarding to you.

"And if you fall try not to land on your hands too stiff, that's how you can break your wrist or arm." Grayson spoke, "Just keep knees bent ok?"

"Ok," You nodded your head before taking his hand as he lead you towards the top of the long driveway.

Grayson dropped the board to the cement before taking a step back, allowing you to get onto the board. Ethan stood at the end of the hill. You took a couple deep breaths before pushing off slightly, sending the board down the hill. You kept all the pointers Grayson gave you in your mind as you began to pick up speed. But what no one thought of what the cracks in the driveway catching the wheels of the board.

Everything happened quickly before anyone could react. Grayson felt like someone had reached in and squeezed his heart as he watched your body fly forward, the momentum causing your body to fly forward and the board stopped. The small scream that came from you before your body smacked against the cement made him feel sick. It didn't take long for the panic to set in.

"Fuck!" Grayson shouted as he ran down towards you.

You clenched your arm to your chest and tried to fight back the tears as the pain seemed to increase with every passing second. Grayson made it to you first and knelt down beside you, his eyes frantic as he looked over you.

"Oh my god, are you ok?" He asked, not hiding the panic in his voice. "I knew we shouldn't have done this."

"Dude calm down," Ethan spoke

"Calm down! Calm down? My girlfriend just flew down the fucking driveway." Grayson spoke, directing his anger towards his twin.

"Guys...please," You spoke with a whimper, pulling your hand away from your arm to see blood on your hand.

Grayson sighed, "I'm sorry baby, let's get you inside."

Grayson moved to pick you up from the ground before carrying you into the house. He walked you into the bathroom attached to your bedroom and sat you down on the counter. Ethan came in with the first aid kit before leaving the two of you.

Grayson gently grabbed your arm to see the concrete had caused a road rash across your arm. He flinched back remembering how he got his own from his long-boarding accident.

"It's probably gonna bruise by the morning," Grayson spoke as he cleaned your arm. You hissed when you felt the alcohol against your skin.

"Is this where you tell me, I told you so?"

"Of course not baby," Grayson shook his head, "You wanted to try something new, how could I be mad about that?"

He grabbed some gauze and wrapped your arm gently before moving to place a kiss over it. It brought a small smile to your face. Grayson walked over to the cabinet and grabbed a few aspirins before placing them in your hand.

"Take a couple of these and why don't we go and lay down on the couch or something?" Grayson suggested

"Sounds good," You spoke as he helped you down from the counter.

You limped only a few times before Grayson came up behind you to carry you out to the living room.

[poguesofthebau]

“just once.”

summary: the twins bring you, their best friend from la, back to new jersey to show you where they come from. you and ethan drag grayson to a party full of the people that made their childhoods horrible, thinking it’ll be interesting. grayson is not amused, and things only intensify when his ex shows up.

grayson knew it was a bad idea to begin with. there was an unspoken routine when the boys went home— spend time with family, with each other, and do the crazy shit they’d loved as kids. this idea? it fit no where into that routine.

when ethan darted into grayson’s room on friday morning, you immediately and involuntarily let out a choked laugh at the expression on his face. always easily excited, ethan was grinning and wide eyed, phone in hand as he tried to catch his breath to speak. “just—“ pant. pant. “got a—“ cough. “text—“ deep breath. “from la famiglia!” grayson looked at ethan judgementally as you giggled again from your spot on his bed. “party tonight. and we’re all going!”

immediately, grayson was shaking his head. “i’m not going to a party, dumbass. everyone here hates us.”

“seriously bro! we never do anything crazy when we’re home! nobody our age has seen us out here for years. plus, we have y/n!” ethan motioned to your spot on gray’s bed, where you were still smirking, making grayson glance over at you. you two locked eyes for a minute, and you almost laughed again at the look of aggravation in gray’s eye. “even if things do go downhill, then she’ll have firsthand experience on how bad everyone from here sucks!”

“she doesn’t need firsthand experience, idiot, she knows how bad they all suck!”

“i dunno, gray,” you taunted. “as you guys’ best friend, i think i might be obligated to witness the shittiness for myself. ya know, for the sake of shit talking.”

and just like that— even though grayson still attacked you in a tickle fight for siding with ethan— the party was set in stone.

—

within twenty minutes of being at the party, you understood why grayson hated these people more than ever before. everything that was taking place, every bottle passed, every song blared through the backyard speakers, every low hoot made from a random guy in your direction. it was all the things grayson could ever be annoyed by in one yard. he refused to leave your side, his face silently assuring you that if you got too far, he would end up fist fighting some kid that had bullied the twins in whatever ways during middle school. so you stayed with him, hands brushing against his back every few minutes to reassure him that you weren’t going anywhere without him.

ethan, on the other hand, was thriving. he’d connected with the few guys that had never given them bullshit by the bonfire, slapping them each on the back while they all made obnoxious ‘teenage boys reuniting’ noises. from where you sat with gray on the porch, you were secretly supervising the older twin as well, memorizing the people he spoke to and what they looked like just in case something especially dramatic began to happen.

gray was uncharacteristically quiet for the most part, only speaking to you when he wanted to complain about the most recent bully that had walked into the backyard through the screen door that led to the host’s kitchen.

“i fucking hate that guy.”

“that guy’s mom kicked us out of his house during a sleepover in the third grade.”

“oof. her brother is a dick.”

each time he spoke, you looked at him blankly, trying to pinpoint exactly how he really felt about whatever jersey kid he was referring to in that moment. it was weird for you, having to put in so much effort to see where grayson was coming from. your friendship had always been effortless— that was what gave it so much meaning. he knew you and you knew him, and that’s just how it was. but being in jersey for the first time with the boys had put a twist on that. grayson was different here. sometimes he was completely himself, in the most authentic way possible, and sometimes he was like this— bitter and uncomfortable.

“gray,” you muttered into his ear a few moments after his last recollection of a bad memory. “do you wanna leave?” he looked at you, the displeasure on his face not going anywhere. the water bottle he’d pulled out of a cooler thirty minutes ago on your way into the function was still in his hand, half empty now. the wrapper around its middle was wrinkled and slightly ripped from when he’d zoned out and begun playing with it to keep himself busy. the whole party had been a storm of emotions for him, and you were just trying to keep up. when you’d agreed with ethan about the party, it was as a joke-- you thought it would be funny, not torture for your best friend. finally, the regret in your voice shined through. “i mean, i knew it was gonna be bad, but i didn’t think it would be this bad.”

his eyes softened at your change in tone, and he opened his mouth to respond. he would love to leave with you and let ethan be as stupid as he wanted on his own. but before he could get out any words, the group of guys behind you started literally howling, and his heart drops to his ass, and he chokes on air. his eyes are suddenly bulging out of his head, and you can see the panic on his face right away. you whip your head around to see what’s causing all the commotion, and your sight is met with the prettiest girl you’ve seen since you landed in new jersey. “who the hell is that?”

“my-- my ex.” grayson sounds just as confused as you are, but his face is telling a completely different story. right on cue, grayson’s unnamed ex catches a glimpse of you both from the door, grinning at him and making her way right over.

he grabs your chin, swiveling your face back around to look at him, and even you, his best friend, are afraid to hear what he says next.

“y/n, i need to kiss you.” then it’s you who has your eyes bulging out of your head in panic. “i don’t have time to explain, but y/n, please, she’s coming, just once, i promise. please.”

and then you’re nodding, not really knowing what’s happening. you can barely hear the people at the party over the slamming of your heart against your chest, and you’re terrified that grayson will notice how uneven your breath had suddenly gotten. before you have a chance to change your mind or ask for as short of an explanation as possible or even lick your lips, he’s there. his mouth is urging itself onto yours, and his hands are reaching for your face, and your eyes are closing, and your cheeks are burning under his fingertips.

at first the feeling is unreadable, and stiff, and awkward. you’re best friends-- you’re not supposed to be kissing. but a few seconds in, it’s like grayson realizes something. all of a sudden, his brow is furrowed in concentration, and he’s forgetting why he kissed you in the first place. his mouth seems to melt into yours, thumbs gently brushing against your face without him even knowing. your grip loosens on the water bottle he’d handed you earlier, moving up to hold either of his forearms. so much is happening, and it feels like everything but somehow nothing. like this was something you’d done before, kissing grayson in front of all these people like you were.

when you finally come up for air, you’re not sure how many seconds it’s been, but you notice it was enough to scare away his ex and attract everyone else’s attention. ethan is screaming from in front of the bonfire, hooting and hollering about how long he’d been waiting for that to happen. la famiglia is laughing and grinning, happy for their friend. a couple of the guys that had been making eyes at you are now grimacing. but most importantly, grayson is looking at you.

you two had had moments before. ones that made you nervous to see him the next day, and ones that made him hide in his room for hours while ethan pounded on the door asking what was up with the two of you. he’d looked at you as more than a best friend before, but it was never this. right there on that couch in that random new jersey backyard, grayson was really seeing you for the first time. everything about you suddenly came together for him, and he was terrified over what he’d just done, but he couldn’t get that stupid look off his face.

and just before he could open his mouth to try to cover his own tracks, to put your friendship back into its glass case and somehow, somehow make that kiss seem like it could’ve been fake, you’re smiling. your smile is the y/n version of grayson’s stupid look, and he knows it right away. the worry sinks out of his body, and suddenly he’s giddy, but nowhere near as giddy as you. a part of him is still scared, but when you put your hand on the side of his neck and twist four fingers into the base of his hairline so sweetly, speaking words to prove that you were feeling the same thing he was, he knows he shouldn’t be.

“you’re really only going to do that once?”

[333dolans]

B.79 w/gray pls 🥺

Prompt List

B79- “You smell nice”

It had been a busy week for the both of you, resulting in clashing schedules and very little time for yourselves, yet alone each other. Gray had been swamped with meetings due to the upcoming launch of a new fragrance line for Wakeheart. He was out of the house all day, only returning home in the late evening, which just so happened to be the time you had to leave for your night shift at the hospital. Oh the joys of being a Nurse.

As Gray would be pulling up the driveway, he would cross paths with you heading off to work. You were always sure to blow him a kiss, which he would happily catch and hold to his chest. Your drive was spent thinking about this weekend, you were only set to work 4 hours, which meant? GrayDay, as you had decided to call it. You missed him, longed for him in more ways than one. Mostly? You just wanted to be in his arms once again. Saturday couldn’t come around fast enough for you, only two more days.

Work went pretty smoothly and before you knew it you were clocking out. Reaching to your bag you pulled out your phone, 4:56AM. You had debated going to grab something to eat on your way home but as you let out a strangled yawn, you decided to just head straight home.

Once you’d finally parked up your car, your feet were already carrying you in through the door, opting for the guest bathroom so you could avoid disturbing sleeping beauty. You stripped off the stress of the day and let the warm water soothe the knots beginning to tangle in your upper back. You massaged at your scalp, relieving the tension your ponytail had caused throughout your near 10 hour shift. Shutting off the water, you dried off deciding on applying your new coconut scented body lotion.

Treading as lightly as you could possibly managed, you slipped under the sheets, more than ready to hit the hay. As you began to settle in, you felt a familiar arm snake it’s way around your waist, soon followed the comforting sensation of short, light pecks being placed on the sensitive skin of your neck.

“You smell nice.” He whispered, voice slightly raspy from sleep. “Thank you bubs, missed you.” You turned in his arms so you could bury yourself deeper into your new found heat source. “Missed you so much.” You repeated as you felt your body begin to drift into unconsciousness, mind filled with thoughts of your beautiful boyfriend. He placed a delicate kiss to your forehead, “me too darling, only two more days.” He purred, soon following suit, floating away to dream of you once again.

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[godlydolans]

Gray and his inexperienced gf having early morning sex. Theyre always intimate always holding eachother hands holding eachother close but this particular morning was after a bad argument when he wakes up he cant help but not toshow you how sorry he is. It becomes so intense mid orgasm you start to tear up and he just holds you into his chest as you sob all your emotions from last night out while hes soothing you still inside you.

The sun was barely out, the clock on the nightstand displaying the time 7:12am. You usually hated waking up this early. Grayson loved it though and he usually let you sleep in until 8 before coming in to coax you awake.

Today wasn’t that case though.

He’d woken you up even before seven with feathery kisses along your neck, going down your shoulders and his hard on pressing against your ass. That was some time ago.

The only sounds your ears could pick up this early in the morning were the cocooing of the birds that had built a nest in one of the trees on the property and the sound of the headboard hitting against the wall in sync with every hard thrust Grayson drove into your heat. His breaths tingled your neck as he lay deep kisses there, his arms holding onto the headboard above your heads, your legs locked around his waist as he sank in and out of you at a torturously slow pace.

Only last night, you both had gone to bed mad at each other and here you were, losing yourself to his touch to the point where you couldn’t even recall what the blasted fight was about. Grayson always stole your breath away everytime you had sex, but this morning, something was different. He had never been this gentle before, yet his thrusts had never been this deep before.

“You’re killing me,” He breathed against your lips, eyes boring into your own as he bottomed out, making your eyes go wide and a gasp to tear through your lips as his hard cock pressed against one delicious spot. And then he began to grind on you, his hips rotating making his cock drive even deeper than he was before. It was too much, your hands pressed against his broad shoulders as you tried to push him.

“You’re in too deep, you’re in too deep,” Your gasps made him pull out half way before he sheathed himself back in, effortlessly finding your spot again and he began hitting it with every thrust. Your moans sounded heavenly to his ears, he brought his hands down to your wrists and pinned them down over your head. “Fuck baby, I’m gonna-“

Your words were cut off by your own gasp as Grayson suddenly leaned down, letting your hands go as he propped himself on his forearms. Every inch of his skin was touching every inch of yours and his fingers curled into the sheets as he pumped in and out, in and out until you were sure all you could see and all you could feel was him. He was everywhere. Your fingers dun into the flesh of his back, driving a grunt out of him as he continued the relentless rhythm.

“Please cum,” You pleaded, your body strung tight as pleasure built and built until you felt like you would explode. “I can’t take anymore.”

His skin was flushed, his chest glistening with sweat. Everytime he drove into you, he made sure to grind on your clit until your legs began to shake around him. “Cum for me then,”

You looked him straight in the eyes before whispering, “Cum in me and make me cum.”

He couldn’t tell you what that sentence did to him. All you knew was that you’d driven him to the edge with those words. Grayson’s eyes flashed as he picked up pace, the headboard going back to hitting the wall with the force of his thrusts. “You want me to cum in your pussy, baby?”

“Yeah,” you breathed, tears making your view of him blurry as you held onto him for dear life. “Cum in me and make me cum.”

“Fucking hell, I’m gonna give you what you want!” Grayson’s head was thrown back, the veins standing in his neck as hot curses spilled past his lips. You pushed up and placed your lips over those veins, leaving open mouthed kisses. That’s when you felt it.

The delicious pulsing of his bare cock deep in your core, spilling hot spurts of his release deep within you and the tears you were holding back, spilled over along with your own orgasm stealing your breath away.

Your legs were shaking uncontrollably around his waist and goosebumps erupted on your entire body as you experienced what most definitely was the longest orgasm of your life. The only thing you could do was hold onto him and let him finish inside you. Grayson finally finished and slumped against you, his hands uncurling from the sheets and wrapping around your waist.

He held you close, his lips leaving soft kisses on your collarbone as he soothes your still trembling body. “Fuck, what was that? I’ve never felt anything like that.”

“That was magic,” you breathed, finding it hard to catch your breath with Grayson still buried deep inside you. Grayson laughed, pulled himself back up on his forearms too look at your face. He wiped the tears from your cheeks. A deep kiss on your lips and then some on your cheeks, trailing down your neck until a pert nipple was in his mouth.

“Fuck yeah, it was.”

A few minutes passed of you two trailing your fingers down each other’s bodies, kissing any part of each other you could reach when Grayson carefully pulled his now soft shaft out of you and got up to go to the bathroom. He returned with a damp wash cloth and your cheeks turned hot when he cleaned you between your thighs. The warm cloth felt amazing against your sensitive lips until he applied pressure on your clit and you jolted away.

“Na-uh, my coochy is off limits until further notice.” You warned with a playful glare his way, to which he just smirked.

“You’ve never cried from an orgasm before.” He observed, pulling you back in his arms and covering both of your bodies with his white duvet.

“I’ve never felt anything that intense before.” You admitted, kissing his chest where you laid your head. “Feeling you cum inside me without any barrier was,”

“Indescribable.” Grayson finished for you. His fingers carded through your hair as he planted a kiss on top of your head. “I felt like I’d died and gone to heaven.”

“You were amazing.”

“Nah, it was all you, baby.” Grayson tilted your chin up to take your lips in a gentle kiss. “You made it special.”

[everydaydolan]

Prompt list ❥

Hi everyone! I’d like to introduce to you my prompt list. Me and my angel @grantslust will write together to make the best prompts/blurps we can for you so please sent some requests from this list or in general.

Angst: ✖

Fluff: ✿

Mention of sex: ❥

‘You gonna choke on your pizza one day’ ✿

‘Its yours’ ✿

‘We can do it in or on it’ ❥

‘Always such a tease’ ❥

‘Im gonna miss you’ ✿

‘You will always be my angel’ ✿

‘Daddy wants dessert’ ❥

‘You are the bigger twin’ ❥

‘Im all yours’ ✿ ❥

‘She is mine, not yours’ ✿✖

‘Did you cheat on me?’ ✖

‘You are better off without me’ ✖

‘Now im stuck with you’ ✿✖

‘Let me make love with you’ ✿ ❥

‘He accidentally fucked you and came in you and now you are pregnant of his babies’ ✖❥

‘Be my daily exercise’ ✿ ❥

‘You lost me’ ✖

‘Are you in for something else?’ ❥

‘Did you fuck my brother’ ✖

‘Listen to daddy’ ❥

‘My shy virgin angel’ ✿

‘Let daddy make you feel good’ ❥

‘I want revenge’ ✖

‘Be a good girl’ ❥

‘I like your brother’ ✖

‘You are the only one I have’ ✿

‘Im not weak seeded’ ✿

‘He made me do it’ ✖

‘Im done’ ✖

'you don’t care about others if only you and your dick are fine’ ✖

‘Its twins’ ✿

‘Pussy is pussy right?’ ✖ ❥

‘I mean it’ ✿

’Fuck I need to eat you out’ ❥

‘I want to spend all my time on you’ ✿

‘We are soulmates’ ✿

‘You are daddy’s favorite doll’ ❥

‘The doctor better fix you after that because i want that tight pussy’ ❥

‘I trusted you’ ✖

‘Im too drunk for this’ ✖

‘You are the best that ever happend to me’ ✿

‘With your old tiny wrinkled cock’ ❥

‘You wanna play a game?’ ❥

‘Be my girlfriend’ ✿

‘Punish me’ ❥

‘You will kill me one day’ ❥

‘I can give you more then a drink’ ❥

‘I feel like she is the one’ ✿

‘You want this slut to suck your cock’ ❥

‘I wasn’t thinking’ ✖

‘Can I braid your hair?’ ✿

‘You need to stop lying to yourself’ ✖

‘You feel like home’ ✿

‘Marry me’ ✿

‘What about us?’ ✖

‘He is dangerous’ ✖

‘Don’t leave me alone’ ✿✖

“First time’ ✿ ❥

‘Dont think about me’ ✿✖

‘I didnt know that it was your brother’ ✖ ❥

‘Is it love?’ ✿

‘I miss you’ ✿

‘Little things about you’ ✿

‘He could be the one’ ✿

’She deserved it’ ✖

‘I will always remember you’ ✿✖

‘Back to you’ ✿

‘You broke my heart’ ✖

‘They don’t know about us’ ✿

‘Lets make this our special place’ ✿ ❥

‘Next time I kill her’ ✖

‘The less I know the better’ ✿✖

‘Make me proud’ ✿

‘He is too old’ ❥

’Still not over you’ ✿

‘It smells like him’ ✿

‘Im a fool for you’ ✿ ❥

‘You make me feel things that i never felt before’ ✿

‘Out of my league’ ✿✖

‘Leave me alone’ ✖

‘Ill die for you’ ✿✖

‘Me or her?’ ✖

’This could be us’ ✿✖

‘I needed you’ ✖

‘He could be my dad’ ❥

‘Your shirt’ ✿

‘It wasn’t me’ ✖

‘I love you but im not stupid’ ✖

‘As long as you put a pillow on it’ ❥

‘The kids stay with me’ ✖

‘Let me kiss your lips first’ ✿

‘But you are my teacher’ ❥

‘Spit in my mouth’ ❥

‘I needed to kill him’ ✖

‘Brother’s best friend’ ❥

‘Lets make a sex tape’ ❥

‘Arrest me daddy’ ❥

’The letter’ ✿

‘Why did you kidnapped me’ ✖

‘My dick wont leave her pretty mouth till i came twice on her tongue’ ❥

[bittywitches]

So I’ve got a little idea

Kinda wanna do a lil something special for Halloween......

but with all of you lovely babies!

Something interactive,, so you all can be a part of it too!! Don’t really know what tho... like a joint story? Or a contest? Idk I just think it’d be fun if we had a Halloween themed sort of event but I’ve got no ideas (plus frankly I don’t think anyone would wanna participate lol) but idk

Maybe like a short little writing contest? You guys could send in blurbs or poems or headcanons, whatever! and it can be about the twins, spooky season, autumn vibes, or all of the above!! I just feel like we don’t get enough (or I don’t get enough) general engagement other than anons and mutuals,,, so I kinda wanna break that barrier we have :)

Or maybe we write a story together! So you guys come up with the main character, their personality, the plot line, the theme, setting, conflict, and I put them all in one by one, or you guys could write bits and pieces of it and we’d put it together at the end :O I’m just spitballing here but you get the idea

Idk is this a dumb idea? Does anyone have better suggestions? Let me know dm me or send in an ask, I’ll happily take anything you can think of! 💛🎃

I just don’t want to lose that inspiration and drive I have to write and the main reason I have it is because of all you lovelies 🥺 so I wanna do something for you bc I love and appreciate every single one of you <3 And why not have a little fun with it and do something together :)

In the mean while tho send me requests!! I’ll try my best to write all of them if not all. Love you honeys 💕💕

Ps btw @fangdolan @dolansficsandpics @soledadgray @dolanissues @blackpinkdolan @evergreendolan would any of you guys or anybody else wanna do something special (an event or project or just smtg small) for Halloween? I just don’t feel like our fandom on here does that much stuff like that so it might be fun :) let me know loves 💕