#grayson dolan soulmate au

[atlas-of-a-human-soul]

I have an angsty au idea...what if your anniversaries counted down? for example, when you get married and you’re told you have 32 anniversaries. after those 32 years fate will separate you, by choice or by nature. but you don’t know which...

follow up on the anniversary au, I pictured gray as the soulmate in my head but I could see e fitting just as well 🤔

Best to listen You said you'd grow old with me by Michael Schulte

When you marry your soulmate, instead of the kiss that signifies the beginning of your lives together, fate imprints the number of anniversaries you’ll be given on your ring finger. Some get a few years, others get decades.

Grayson and Y/N? They got 32 years.

As time went on, their happiness was undisputed as they seemed to be just as in love 31 years in as they were the day they got married. No one could say they weren’t a perfect match.

Grayson tried to ignore the looming number on his ring finger, driving home just past midnight on their anniversary after a long day of filming the new Marvel movie. A bouquet of red roses laid on the backseat, his heart fluttering at the thought of his wife; his favorite girl.

Favorite girl, you wonder? Well, the choice was between his wife, his two teenage daughters who were absolutely embarrassed of his dad jokes and two nieces, one from each sibling. So yeah, his wife was his favorite girl.

But as he turns the corner and into his street, the flashing lights bring ice to his veins and dread returns to his stomach. His fingers numb from the pressure on the wheel, his heart hammering inside his chest as he struggles to breathe. He wishes, just for one moment that his neighbors would be the reason why an ambulance and a police car would be in his quiet neighborhood at this hour. He knows it’s wrong to wish his neighbors ill, to pray for them to be the cause because they were given 63 years together which is almost double in comparison to what he got. But he does. He wishes it’s them, prays for it even. In that moment, Grayson would be willing to make a deal with the devil himself, sell his soul..anything for a single day longer with her.

Stopping the car, he takes the flowers and stumbles out, now impossible to ignore the lights and people on his front lawn.

He doesn’t even make a step when he hears his children cry out and rush toward him, wide open arms as they slam into him; his teenage daughters not calling him cheesy for the flowers in hand nor saying how his hair is all kinds of messed up, and his eldest son who always acted tough like his uncle? He cried like he did when he fell off the swings when he was five years old.

Grayson couldn’t deny it anymore. He felt shredded on the inside, the sounds around him dying out as the flashing lights rendered him speechless. He saw his brother on the porch, holding his wife’s hand - the one he had been given 51 years with…his second wife at that. And he found himself jealous, because 32 years fate gave him weren’t enough. They weren’t nearly enough.

He watches as they bring out a body bag, making him break the family embrace and rush toward them.

“Wait! Let me see her!” Grayson could feel his throat scratch and ripple with the volume he used, but he couldn’t hear. He just wanted to see her one more time. Just once.

“Let me see her, please!” He shouted in despair as Ethan held him back. He needed to see her like the air he breathes, to make sure this isn’t all just a sick dream, a cosmic joke of sorts.

But they did let him see her.

They lowered her onto the stretcher, opening the bag enough for him to see her face. She looked untouched by death, peaceful as if she were asleep. His bottom lip quivered at the sight, her beauty undeniable even in death. Grayson leaned in, resting his forehead on hers as he whispers over and over.

“Babe, wake up.” No tears fall from his eyes, as if he’s drained of the ability to weep for his wife, the light of his life. Only tearless sobs shake his body and wrack his chest as he pleads with her, with fate, every higher force there is for her to own her eyes.

But she didn’t and Grayson understood the finality of death…it was silence, a void.

One moment they were supposed to celebrate their anniversary, another she was gone.

Aneurysm they said.

She waited for him with dinner on the table and their song playing because they always had late dinners and danced in the kitchen to their song after midnight. She waited for him in the red dress he loved, with her high heels on. She waited for him, but he didn’t come in time.

And now, although he didn’t know, she waited for him to join her in the afterlife for the next fifteen years too.

Tags: @heyits-claire @xalayx @fallinginlove-16 @godlydolans @accalialionheart @dolandolll

A/N: I tried to publish this over five times, the first time it being erased entirely and I had to rewrite the whole thing which is annoying because I liked the first version better. @staff fix your mobile app, or at least store the posts you don’t allow to be published that have suddenly ‘hit a snag’!

[wildflowergrant]

meeting your soulmate (grayson)

I kind of went my own route here.  I hope that you like it!

Summary: Soulmate au where you have your soulmate’s first words that you hear are tattooed onto you.

Your tattoo appeared when you were around 14 or 15, like other people you knew.  But yours was a lot more different.  You didn’t even know what the word meant.

“CUDI, CUDI, CUDI”

But when you were on the car to go to school, there was a song that was playing.  

“I’ll be up, up, and away.

Up, up and away, cause

They got’ judge me anyway, so whatever.”

The song put you in such a good mood that you had to search up the song. Kid Cudi.  That has to connect with your soulmate.  So from then on, you listened to every song from Kid Cudi, hoping that it will get you closer to your soulmate.  They seemed to love his music, considering that he was screaming in your tattoo.  After a few years, you got accepted to UCLA and said goodbye to your family and hometown to go to the famous Los Angeles.  You got a studio apartment to rent, since you didn’t want to live the dorm life during your four years in college.  One of your best friends that you made in California offered you to go to Coachella with her and the rest of the group.  She told you that they were really expensive and that they got a few connections that made them get artist passes for a good price.  You decided why not, because you had nothing to do during April, since your spring break is on the dates of the festival.

The performing artist went up on their website, and you immediately saw that Kid Cudi will be playing on the first day.  By then, you were ecstatic to go. In the beginning of the year, you were planning your outfits with your friends and making up a game plan for when you get there.

Soon enough, Coachella came around the corner and you were already in Palm Springs.  After various artist and a lot of dancing and screaming, it was near midnight and a few of your friends went with you to see Kid Cudi perform.  

“Guys, I’m going to the front.”“Y/n are you sure? It’s crowded there.”“Yeah, I’ll be ok.  Once it’s done meet me here so I won’t get lost.”  

They all nodded their heads and you turned around to try and get through the huge crowd.  After being so aggressive and pushing everyone in front of you, you were finally at the front.  There was dancing, people offering you drugs (which you did not take), and lots of singing and shouting.  In the middle of the performance, there was only instrumentals and you guessed he was taking a break.  

Then all of a sudden, you had goosebumps all over your skin but your body felt like it was getting warmer.  Everything around started getting muffled, except for someone to your right who was talking.  Then, all of a sudden, you heard those words that have been stuck on your wrist.

“CUDI, CUDI, CUDI!!” You looked to your right, and it was as if the light was only one the boy in front of you.

“Oh my god..”  The brunette boy looked at you, stunned, and earring dangling.  He told something to another guy next to him, who looked almost the same as him.  He pushed people and went right in front of you.  You put your wrist up in front of him, and he brushed his fingers over the three words.

You two looked at each other, knowing that the person in front of you is your soulmate.  He put his hand on your cheek and looked into your eyes, then your lips, then your eyes again.  You stood on your toes and he bent down.

Fireworks. Now you get it when people say that when you kiss your soulmate, it feels like fireworks.  It felt like you were flying with him  and that everything was lifted off of you.  You didn’t want the moment to end, but you guys couldn’t get any air.  When he pulled away, you two couldn’t get your eyes off of each other.

“Hi.”“Hi. My name’s Grayson.”“Mine’s Y/n.”  He smiled. Jesus christ was he perfect.

“We’re going to have a lot to talk about.”

Blurbs are OPEN

[sweetestgrethan]

Infidelity’s a bitch

A grethan au I haven’t been able to stop thinking about 🤭 (they’re aged up and married in this)

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Grayson Dolan learned early on in life that wearing your heart on your sleeve offered more hurt than good feelings.

He also learned a few things about love: If you’re ever lucky enough to find it at all, you should cherish it with every ounce of your being. When you found the right one, the love was endless. Lastly, he learned that no matter the circumstance, that love would always prevail through the darkest of times.

Being so open, so vulnerable while in his pursuit of the one, left him stuck in the middle of a situation he never thought he would have to deal with.

The one thing he hadn’t anticipated needing knowledge about, was falling in love with his twin brother.

It should feel weirder, but it doesn’t, because it makes sense. It feels right. It feels like it’s been long overdue.

He likes to immerse himself in his feelings. He loves relishing in the strength of them, in his complete submission to Ethan, in the certainty that they were made for each other, two halves of one soul.

Except, it’s hard sometimes, because he’s married. Ethan’s married. They are happily married. At least, that’s what Grayson tries to convince himself of as his drive hits the 45 minute mark, all to see his twin, at 2 am, nonetheless.

Grayson tries not to think about his wife, how he’d vowed to love her endlessly and do her no wrong. He tries not to think of all the promises he’d made her, now all empty and vacant when he repeated them over. Grayson wills away the guilt and burning desire mingling together in his tummy, making him dizzy and nauseous all at once.

As he’s getting closer to his destination, he distracts himself with thoughts of their teen years. Sometimes, he feels a sense of regret for not realizing sooner that what he had with Ethan was one of a kind. He could never stop himself from thinking about all the time they’d wasted as teens, dancing around their feelings and bouncing from girl to girl. Grayson couldn’t deny the special moments they’d had, though. He remembers the first few kisses they’d shared, how unsure they were, the clumsy exploration of each other that ensued. Grayson can’t help but think that if he’d just been more upfront with his feelings, neither of them would’ve had wives to worry about, or babies, or mounting responsibilities.

Grayson pulls up to a look out, him and Ethan’s favorite one, gets a text from Ethan as he gets out to look at the Calabasas skyline. It reads, ‘Pulling up now. Can’t wait to see your beautiful face.’ Looking out at the city below makes him feel so small. So insignificant, like his problems truly weren’t as bad as he was making them out to be.

Grayson doesn’t think about Ethan’s wife, who’s probably tossing and turning in bed and trying her best to sleep with the bulging tummy she now sported, something Ethan blessed her with 8 months prior.

Grayson refuses to think about the night Ethan told him, the way his chest clenched and his mind battled itself with both feelings of joy for his brother, and seething jealousy that he couldn’t give that to Ethan. Grayson lets himself, at least, remember what happened afterwards, practically feels the warmth of Ethan’s mouth roaming his body, promises of devotion whispered against his skin and making it burn with every word.

Grayson doesn’t get to think about it much, especially since Ethan is suddenly coming up behind him and wrapping him in his arms, clouding his thoughts with other things. More important things. More Ethan.

Ethan sounds excited to see him, tells him he’s had the worst week, tells him how he could barely stop thinking about him even for a second, about how he missed the way it felt to kiss him, how right it felt to press his lips to his.

There’s a part of Grayson that feels giddy about it. That part makes him turn around in Ethan’s arms and kiss him deeply, wordlessly showing him how much he’s missed him too.

That part of Grayson ignores the guilt, and the image of Ethan’s wife’s hardened, disappointed gaze conjured up by the other half of him, screaming at him that he was breaking a family apart. He ignores the thought of the child in her tummy that has no idea how terrible his father and uncle are, how willing they were to risk everything for a love that they knew wouldn’t amount to anything past stolen kisses in passing and sweaty, frantic instances of closeness.

Ethan pulls away and smiles, he smiles so true and soft, and Grayson can feel himself throwing all caution to the wind as he stares at it.

Fuck. How unfair it was to have been born beside your soulmate, how absolutely unfair to have to call them your brother, how fucking unfair to have the burden of adulthood and life weighing heavy on their shoulders, how unfair that Grayson couldn’t let the world know how much he loved Ethan.

Ethan helps him forget for a while. Ethan opens the door to his Jeep for him and barely lets him get a word in before he’s pushing him back against the leather seats and climbing on top of him. Ethan isn’t shy about what he wants. Ethan speaks his mind. Ethan seems like he knows what the fuck he’s doing and what this all fucking means for them in the long run. Grayson’s wishing twin telepathy was a thing right about now.

As much as Grayson insists his thoughts are clouded with debauchery, guilt, self-loathing, Ethan was the light that split the fog in two, that made everything so clear, so obvious, so painfully clear.

Ethan puts his whole heart into riding Grayson into the backseat and fills his ears with gorgeous sounds and desperate pleas for more. Grayson can only watch in awe, grunt softly and hold Ethan’s waist with a vice grip, like Ethan would disappear if he didn’t. Grayson wonders how he’d gotten so lucky. Grayson can’t believe he’s allowed the privilege of getting to see Ethan like this, despite themselves.

Grayson tries to convey the turmoil he’s feeling with his thrusts, fucks all his love up into Ethan, who in turn wraps his arms around his neck and kisses him so deeply that Grayson feels all the air rush out of his lungs.

Grayson flips Ethan onto his back so he can really lay into him, like he’d wanted to all week. He takes note of the thin layer of sweat covering both of their bodies, accompanied by the fog that had built up on the windows of the car.

Their eyes meet, and neither can find it in themselves to look away. Ethan brings his hand up to Grayson’s face, stroking his cheekbone tenderly as he’s being made love to, trying to give some of that love back. He can’t help but moan again, louder, longer, letting his head tip back against the seat and moving his hand to grip the hair at the nape of Grayson’s neck. “Gray,” He whimpers, hopes his brother knows just how whipped he is for him. Hopes he doesn’t have to use his words to show Grayson that he was his, that he always was, and always will be.

This, is heaven.

Afterwards, they sit on the hood of Ethan’s car, leaned back against the windshield and watching the sun, slowly, gracefully, rise and bathe their surroundings with golden light. Ethan’s hand is intertwined with Grayson’s, his thumb gingerly rubbing over the back of his brother’s hand.

Grayson loves the moments like this, where his life, his job, his wife, don’t permeate his thoughts. It was all Ethan.

Ethan made every cell in his body come alive with need, desire, a deep yearning that Grayson wasn’t sure he’d ever satisfy.

Lately, Grayson has been wanting these stolen moments to last longer, to do more mundane, domestic activities with him that he could casually think about and not have to deal with an uncomfortable hard on as a result. He wants to tell Ethan so badly, but he holds back.

He remembers the girl he has at home that he gets to have those moments with. And, for the first time, Grayson feels a strange new uncertainty about her he’s never felt before.

Huh. Grayson wonders how bad it would if he told Ethan he loved him. He wondered if it even needed to be said. He wondered how he’d let himself spiral so far out of control that suddenly, he couldn’t even picture himself saying it to his own wife anymore.

Grayson feels Ethan move so his arm wraps around his shoulders, pulling Grayson closer and forcing him to lay against his chest.

“You’re thinking.” Ethan said, against Grayson’s hair, having spent enough time with him to pick up on the subtle mood changes.

“About you.” Grayson admits easily. “‘M always thinking about you.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

And it feels right. So, so right. Grayson draws a blank when he begins his usual routine of making excuses for their affair. Nothing makes sense anymore.

Love doesn’t have to, he realizes.

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Part 2 / Part 3

My first time doing this sort of thing, so hopefully it didn’t come out too bad. I love grethan a whole lot, so I hope you enjoyed this! Don’t hesitate to shoot me an ask and let me know what you thought of it. Criticisms are always welcome. Requests are welcome too! Thank you 💕👯‍♂️

[takenbyheartstrings]

sick of losing soulmates | e.d

requested: Yes ] Could you please do an Ethan Dolan soulmate AU - Anon Word Count: 1.1k Warnings: Bullying, Angst, Swearing Pairing: Ethan Dolan x female!Reader A/n: Yo, I got this request and I was so excited, and I wanted it to be a High-school AU where the reader gets bullied and shit. Also, lil bit obsessed with making High School AU’s. Based off of the song ‘Sick of Losing Soulmates’ by Dodie Clark.

B L U R B ⇟

Where y/n is bullied for being herself and loving music, and Ethan Dolan, one of the most popular kids in school, is her soulmate.

You sighed to yourself, sitting alone your wrist had four words, ‘You don’t deserve it’. These were the first words your soulmate would say to you. Your best friend was sitting with her friends that you weren’t close to. Your table was covered in books and your backpack was set on another seat. You fiddled with your food with a fork. You looked up and saw the kids at the popular table looked at you and exchanging glances and laughing.

You threw your food out shoving your books in your bag and walking away. You took a seat in the library and opened your laptop working on a song you were writing about hurt.

You never had suicidal thoughts. And if it did It happened very rarely.

People bullied you and it affected you, alot. Almost everybody had found their soulmate. You hadn’t. And you didn’t think anybody would want to be. You’d lost friends, one by one. So why would somebody want to love you? Was the only question you asked yourself.

You sighed and headed upto the music rooms and took a ukelele. You started singing.

“ What a strange being you are, God knows where I would be If you hadn't found me, sitting all alone in the dark ”

walking down the halls you opened your locker and shoved some books in and took your homework books out. Your shoes kicked down the halls and you walked down the stairs and walked on the bus, a boy tripped you over making the whole bus laugh in your face as you sat in your seat pulling a hoodie over your head humming to yourself.

It was nice, sometimes, sitting alone. It was a time to reflect on yourself and think to yourself without having to talk to anybody. To say the least, you were quite introverted.

Sometimes it was weird, since you were so outgoing around the people you liked and cared for. You had friends, a long time ago. Before all the bullying and backlash.

You’d signed up for multiple talent shows, but never ended up doing them and that was what this song was for. You let people hurt you. Torment you. And it was finally your last year of school where you realised it was going to happen alot.

You met somebody, a long time ago. She pulled you out of the darkness, she told you everything was going to be fine. That you were going to get hate, and you were going to have people dislike you. But that was only unless you let them do that to you.

“Happiness is more important than success.” She told you as you cried into her shoulder once more.

She was your rock, until she died of cancer. It was a hard time for you. Your best friend dying of cancer. And your current best friend wasn’t any better, she barely even talked to you.

You were truly alone. You realised that when she died and when you met your current best friend.

“ A dumb screenshot of youth Watch how a cold broken teen Will desperately lean on a superglued human of proof ”

You heard footsteps approach the rooms and you turned to see Grayson Dolan standing there. He was as popular as his brother, but he definitely had more common sense and treated you as a friend should be treated. His brother, Ethan, has never even said a word to you in the slightest.

“Hi,” He smiled.

“Hi,” You stopped singing.

“Have you done your history homework?” He asked you.

You sighed and gave a light chuckle, “I dropped out when Hanna died.”

“Oh,” Grayson looked at you apologetically, “I’m sorry for asking.”

“Don’t be.”

“Well, I’ll leave you to it, then.”

“Okay, bye.” You gave a short wave as he walked away.

The song you were singing was for her. She pulled you out of the dark and you were convinced she was your soulmate. Not in a romantic kind of way. In a best friend kind of way.

She was convinced too. And then, you heard more footsteps approach. And there you saw Ethan Dolan. You said.

“Um, excuse me, I’m kind of doing something.” You laughed awkwardly.

“Nobody deserves it.” He sighed as your eyes went the slightest bit wide and you hid your wrist in the pocket of your jumper before the words could disappear. “The bullying.”

“I know.” You chuckled a little dryly, “It’s a bunch of fucking bullshit if you ask me.”

“No shit.” He laughed, “So, what you working on?”

“Just a song.”

“About what?”

“Soulmates, not just romantic soulmates, best friend soulmates.” You sighed, “You don’t get it.”

“Nah, I do, this is probably about Hanna, right?” He asked presumptuously, “When Jacob died it hit me hard.”

“Oh,” You smiled softly, “Sorry.”

“It’s fine.”

You looked at his wrist and his words were gone and he noticed you looking so he quickly shoved it behind his back.

“Why did you come here?” You asked him.

“Because I think you’re really pretty. And you don’t deserve all this bullying.”

“ What the hell would I be, without you  Brave face talk so lightly, hide the truth ”

“Really?” You asked.

“Yeah.”

“Ethan, what were the words on your wrist?” You asked.

He took a gulp, “Um, excuse me, I’m kind of doing something.”

“Well, Ethan Dolan, mine were You don’t deserve it.”

And in a matter of seconds lips touched yours and they were soft and full of passion. From that day on, you were Ethan’s girl and anybody who laid a hand on you would get it.

“ 'Cause I'm sick of losing soulmates, so where do we begin I can finally see, you're as fucked up as me So how do we win? ”

[surprisedolan]

Yellow Glows | Soulmate!Ethan

*YNs POV* Everyone knows how the story goes, when you turn 18 your soulmate's death date appears on your left wrist. Everyone has a soulmate, doesn't matter if you want one or not- you get one. Some people think having a soulmate is a gift and others think it's total bs. Personally, it's kinda sad. You turn 18 find out the day your so called "true love" is going to die and are expected to love them and only them; hell you may never even find out who your soulmate is! Of course, you'll always know if they're near you or not. Once your soulmate is within a mile of you, your wrist begins to burn as if it's on fire and the date starts to glow. However, once the date passes on your wrist the burning never goes away, whether you were ever near them or not. I, for one, was praying I'd never have to experience the burning sensation for the rest of my life.

--- "Y/N?! Y/N wake your ass up it's your birthday!" I heard before someone jumped on my bed, "get uppp!" My best friend said ripping the covers from my body, removing my source of warmth. "Can you not? I'm trying to sleep in on my birthday," I said lazily grabbing my blankets back. Y/F/N rolled their eyes, "god you act like it's just another birthday. Y/N it's your 18th birthday, you get your tattoo today!"   "Oh boy don't remind me, you know how much getting this tattoo terrifies me!" I groaned, attempting to roll over and hide my left wrist. "Stop being such a big baby and let me see your arm!" "If I do can I go back to bed? It's like 5am!" "It's actually 11am but that's besides the point. Yes I'll let you sleep if you show me." Groaning, again, I pulled my arm out from under the covers and looked down at it along with Y/F/N. August 17, 2078. "Damn." I stated. "Well your soulmate is going to live a long life." "What if they're not though." "What do you mean Y/N?" "Well think about it, my soulmate might not even be born yet!" "I'm pretty sure your soulmate is born, I highly doubt you’re going to end up with someone 18 or more years younger than you." I nodded my head and shrugged, "yeah you're probably right. Okay since you woke me up so early you're taking me out to breakfast!" Laughing I placed a kiss on her cheek and got out of bed to go get ready. "Fine, but don't take too long to get ready please and thank you." She stated laughing as well. "No promises," I said winking and heading to the bathroom. --- "And I'll take the pancakes with a side of hash browns," Y/F/N said handing our waitress her menu as well. The tattoo was begin to itch and it was starting to bug me. "Would you stop rubbing it? You might rub it off or something." "It's a tattoo Y/F/N, you can't rub it off. And it itches what else am I supposed to do?" "Wait it itches?" "Yeah, that's what I said." "Y/N that means they're near but not within a mile," she said smiling widely. "Are you sure?" I asked hesitantly. "Yes I'm so sure, Y/N you might meet your soulmate today!" "Yeah I think you're right," I replied holding my wrist up as the tattoo was now glowing a bright yellow, "this shut burns Y/F/N." "Obviously it hurts, c’mon we're leaving- now." Y/F/N said taking a hold of my hand. --- "You do realize the chances of finding my soulmate while walking up and down the sidewalks are slim, right?" "Y/N have some faith in me, if your soulmate is smart they'll be doing the same thing." Right as she said that two boys emerged from the corner, one holding their arm above their head to show the glowing tattoo on their left wrist. "Hm and what did I tell you?" She said smirking. "Wait Y/F/N I'm kinda nervous, I have a bad feeling about this." "Don't be, Y/N it's your soulmate everything will be okay, alright?" "Alright," I said and I held my arm above my head as well. It caught the boys' attention and they began running towards us. As they got closer I realized they were twins, very attractive twins. The one who had his arm up, my soulmate, welcomed me with a huge hug. Not bothering to stop and say anything first he just threw his arms around me- as if something was wrong. Once he pulled away I realized there were tears in his eyes, "god you're so beautiful, I can't believe this." "Uh hi, are you okay?" I asked wiping a tear from his cheek. "Not really," he whispered. "What's your name?" I asked grabbing his hands. "It's Ethan, Ethan Dolan. What's yours?" "Y/N, Y/N Y/L/N. Would you be willing to tell me why you're crying? I kinda always thought meeting your soulmate was meant to be a happy thing." Rather than saying anything Ethan held up his wrist, July 31, 2017- today.

"Oh my god," I said releasing his hand and stepping off the sidewalk.

"Y/N move!" I heard Ethan yell before I turned around and was face to face with a semi truck. Face to face with the last thing before everything was black and my body was overcome with pain.

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Weapons expert (Eggsy x reader) by @corrupted-doe

Tis but a flesh wound (Warren Worthington III x reader) by @super-shield

Peter Parker x soulmate!reader by @glossybarnes

Love through the periods of time (Klaus Mikaelson x reader) by @little-diable

Weakness (Four x reader) by @theo-james-is-hot

For real (Grayson Dolan x reader) by @babeygray

Ten things I hate about you (JJ Maybank x reader) by @mrsmaybankhere

Manipulating bitch (JJ Maybank x reader) by @mayraki

The art of being afraid (JJ Maybank x reader) by @starksweasley

Here again (Steve Rogers x reader) by @marvelinsanity

Biggest fan (Calum Hood x reader) by @ukulelecal

Radio interview (MGK x reader) by @machine-gun-casie

Stardust (Zuko x reader) by @starrysokka

Mini America (Steve Rogers x sister!reader + platonic!Tony) by @cas-kingdom

Down in the DM (Harry Styles x OC) by @alexandragramz

The times you wanted to cry in front of JJ but held back, and the time you didn’t (JJ x reader) by @anxiousstark

The eternal flame (JJ x reader) by @kikifromtheblock

Sexy (Tom Holland x reader) by @waitimcomingtoo

It still hurts (Peter Parker x reader) by @issa-me-addy

Good in bed (Poe dameron x reader) by @milleniumvalcon

When in NY (warren worthington III x reader) by @perkypenguinperks

Be like that (ji maybank x reader) by @love-chx

Flammable (Newt (PP) x reader) by @shayewilliams Part 2

Don’t mess with the troublemakers (jj x oc) by @mayraki

The swing of things (Neal Caffrey x reader) @spinsterlocity-writes

Open (Harry Styles x reader) by @bfharry

Love amongst the tiles (Harry styles x reader) by @kikifromtheblock

the glorious gift of stir fry (Thor x reader) by @peachyteabuck

The Devil´s Daughter (Lucifer Morningstar x Daughter!Reader) by @writingtoforgetreality

[fxkthatdairy]

PANIC ROOM~ GRAYSON DOLAN

Overview- In the year 2020,to solve the problem of overpopulation. Selected few are thrown into the PANIC ROOM simulation. If the person find their soulmate in the simulator and manage to survive,they are able to rejoin the rest of the population. If they fail they will become victim of the PANIC ROOM. What happens when (Y/N) gets thrown in the PANIC ROOM? Will she survive? Or will she fall victim of the simulation?

Warnings:VIOLENCE,GORE,ANGST,SMUT, AND MUCH MORE

Okay so this was another AU story that I came up with. Let me know if you would like to see this come to life. Maybe even with Ethan instead of Grayson. If you have anymore ideas let me know. I’m open to requests, blurbs and concepts for both Grayson and Ethan Dolan. 😊💛

[heathendolan]

✕ MASTERLIST

CREDITS:  dolanpears on instagram for masterlist image ! thank u 

SIDE NOTES: typos | cheesy thank u | PSA as far as racial inclusion ! Bolded titles are the two most recent fics! (★) soulmate au

ETHAN DOLAN

 ╳ DRABBLES 

✕ DECADES WITH YOU: A very short drabble about your (and Ethan’s) ideal futures down the road. (1.7K+)

╳ ONE-SHOTS 

✕ TILL DAWN: A quick fic about a sleepover with your stupid best friend Ethan and his stupid cuteness. (4.5K+) 

✕ RUMOR HAS IT: You and Ethan accidentally match outfits at a Halloween party. This does more good than harm. Well, for the most part. (4.6K+)

✕ DAYLIGHT SAVINGS: Soulmate AU where the day you meet your soulmate is tattooed to your wrist -- includes hopelessness, stupid parties, cute lookout points, pie, and of course, ethan. (4.6K+) (★)

✕ FORGET ME NOTS: Soulmate AU where your soulmates last words are written on your wrist -- In which you meet a very special boy at your mother’s Alzheimers care center.  (21.4K+) (★)

╳ MULTI-PARTS

✕ LEMON BOY SERIES 🍋

Ethan doesn’t really like anything -- not even himself, for the longest time. He likes books, he likes stick ‘n’ poke tattoos, and he likes you. Luckily, you’re there to introduce him to a whole new world of really good things. He’ll see. -- based on songs from Cavetown || PLAYLIST

-  1  | Lemon Boy (14.6K+): Ethan’s a real bitter guy who doesn’t like people, okay? Well, he likes you. But that’s it.

- 1½ | Banana Bread (5.2K+): Ethan and Y/N’s first time together. It’s slow, it’s soft, it’s a little anxious, but it’s tooth-achingly sweet. 18+

-  2   | 888 (4.4K+): (Technical ‘epilogue’ to Lemon Boy.) Short and sweet snippets of the end of high school through the first year of college.  

-  3   | Boys Will Be Bugs (23.2K+): Ethan’s POV -- A better look at how Ethan really feels about... well, everything. From his impressionable and incredibly sensitive toddler years to the end of college, it’s his turn to talk. 

- 3½ | It’s U (1.7K+): It’s about fucking time he proposed. 

GRAYSON DOLAN

╳ DRABBLES 

✕ RUBIK’S CUBE: Grayson Dolan cannot figure you out for the life of him, but he sure loves trying. (2.1K+)

╳ ONE-SHOTS

✕ SHARED COVERS: When it becomes habitual for Grayson to climb in with you at night, and both of you are avoiding the elephant in the room, and Ethan’s a bit tired of it all the while. (5.4K+)

✕ LOCKS OF LOVE: Soulmate AU where there is a piece of your soulmates hair in your hair -- In which Grayson accidentally starts a hair dying war that you are stubborn to end. (5.1K+) (★)

✕ JUKE JAM:  Grayson’s a little emotionally unavailable. But will that stop him from winning your heart? Well, maybe a little. -- Based on the song Juke Jam by Chance the Rapper (17.6+)

✕ PEOPLE LIKE GRAYSON: The last words your soulmate will say to you are tattooed on your wrist. -- 

“People like me don’t deserve people like Grayson,” you cried, burrowing your head in your arms.

Dr. Schneit grabbed your shoulder and squeezed it and said, “People like Grayson deserve people like you.”  (14.9K+) (★)

✕ LITTLE LUKE MCIVER: Kindergarten teacher Grayson Dolan is the only one who can crack the shell of Luke McIver, your newest case in social work. So you’ll need him to stick around. (15.2K+) 

[atlas-of-a-human-soul]

Broken Wings, pt.10 (finale)

10/FINALE: Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

Summary: Some things aren’t meant to last. Few are lucky to experience true happiness and they are willing to die to feel it again.

Warnings: angst, fluff

Word Count: ~ 2400

Broken Wings (Angel AU - G.D.) Masterlist

It was the kind of brightness that sears into your retinas making you close them for fear of going blind; a brightness that would make fresh snow look grey and dull. It was a brightness to rival the sun itself. She can feel the cold sweat drench her skin, the throbbing of her own eyes, the ringing screams vibrating in her ears, and the thumping of her heart against her chest. Her fingers are curled into a fist, nails digging into her palm, reopening old wounds that never truly had a chance to heal. She can't hear her rapid breathing, but she can feel the oxygen flooding in and out of her lungs. Fear engulfs her conscience, knocking all other thoughts aside. Fear overwhelms her body, making it drastically exhausted. However, most of all, the fear is making her calm and that is what scares her the most.

“Care-bear?” There is a softness to the words spoken, one that lulls her into a feeling of safety…enough to make her open her eyes. She blinks her eyes open slowly, her eyelids heavy and her vision spotted from the bright light that blinded her.

“Can you hear me?” The voice appears once more and she instinctively sits up, reaching out for the source of her safety net. Not a moment later, she found herself enveloped in strong, muscular arms, bringing a wide chest under her head as a new pillow, except she preferred this one over the fluffy feather-filled one left forgotten on the couch. She prefers this one because it comes with a warmth, a heartbeat that calms even the wildest, most dangerous storms. This one is a safe place to rest her head, something she never felt she had before.

Opening her eyes again, her vision more clear, Caroline sees she’s still at the institution, back home. She doesn’t have to look to see who is holding her – her soul knows him in every lifetime, in every shape.

“I – he sent me back…I don’t know if I did anything.” Her voice trembled as her mind tried to comprehend what had happened.

“It’s okay, beautiful. It’s okay. You’re okay.” Grayson repeated methodically as he rocked her in his arms, soothing her heartache.

She felt like a failure, but she was done living carefully. If there’s anything her short time with Grayson and the other fallen angels had taught her it’s not to fear death. She’s died a thousand times, what’s once more? She’d be back eventually, in his arms again. She could never truly understand her previous counterparts and their choices to accept death in exchange for a kiss. Not fully, no. Not until she tasted his lips as Y/N and felt her entire universe shift, finally centering her. She was no longer adrift or lost, rather corded to him – in this life and every life that will follow, she knew she was going to be his.

“It’s not okay, Gray. I…I want you to kiss me.” She stated, horrifying her angel into releasing her from his embrace before he jumped back as if her words burned him. Ethan didn’t even wait for her to finish her sentence before shouting out a firm, angry “NO”, his heart unable to take anymore loses either. He’s come to love her just as he loved Amara and he can’t stand still and watch her burn. Not again. Not ever.

“No. I can’t.” Grayson shook his head, barely speaking at this point.

Darren and Cameron remained silent, watching her carefully as if they understood her. As if they could feel her resolve physically. And she is stubborn, persuasive, always was. She’d get what she wants, so why fight it? If she wants to move onto her next life, why not?

“We kissed!” She exclaimed, her breathing turning ragged as she stood up, closing in on Grayson.

Ethan shook his head vehemently, jumping out of his skin with the diminishing distance between his brother and the woman he loves. He couldn’t understand why she wouldn’t stay with him. She’d live a full life for the first time in all her time on Earth…they’d be happy. He would make her happy. He couldn’t understand why she was so keen on dying a horrid death just because she was horny for his brother who had killed her more times than he could count. There were times he had left his family entirely, unable to watch Y/N die anymore. He was gone for three hundred years…only to come back to Amara. After that, nothing really mattered.

“Wh-what?” Grayson frowned, struggling to breathe as well. The very thought of him losing Caroline creating panic he couldn’t deal with. Not today.

“When I was in Y/N’s body. I kissed you and I didn’t die, Grayson. And it was before the curse and you took me to heaven because of the kiss. You kissed me back and I never felt whole before you did. It’s stupid, I know…but if I am to die, I’d rather it be in the arms of the man I love and after feeling that serenity one last time.” She bit her lower lip, stepping closer as Grayson had nowhere to go – his back against the wall.

“You and I both know I’m dead anyway. Have been since the first time I laid my eyes on you as Y/N and do you know what’s the funny part? I don’t particularly fear death anymore. Not when I know you’re on the other side, waiting for me. I have no regrets about my past lives. I’m happy. So, please. Kiss me.” She finished, a little out of breath and a little shaky as she laid out her heart and soul before her soulmate in hopes of him doing just as she asked. And she saw…she saw the twinkle in his eye as she told him about the kiss they shared – it was a twinkle of knowledge, a memory, something she managed to change in the great scale of things. She didn’t do much, but she gave them that one moment of pure bliss and it was more than they had before.

“You’re not actually considering this, are –“, Ethan screamed mid-sentence, the very moment he saw his brother dropped his hesitation and in one step forward closed the distance between them.

Grayson’s lips found hers in an instance, as they did a thousand times before. He slid one hand over her front, palm sliding possessively around her hip, fingers sinking into soft flesh through her clothes as he drew her to him. He took her lips, her mouth and a second later, he felt the shudder that passed through her, her achingly sweet surrender.

He felt her fingers at his nape; they slid into his hair. Her lips were soft, pliant, eager to appease and he feasted, on them, on her mouth, on the warmth she so freely offered. She pressed herself to him. And he closed his eyes, wanting to be in the moment, with her, as long as he could. If this would be his last kiss with Caroline, Grayson wanted to remember it – after all, none of them had felt his lips on theirs more than once – not even Y/N. That’s why he was so shocked when she kissed him in the past – he had never been kissed before that. Caroline was his first and hopefully last kiss.

He hoped when she died, he’d die with her. He didn’t see the point in living anymore, but he couldn’t die. The next body she inhabits will carry her soul – each of the beautiful colors more vibrant the next time he sees her. He loved her colors, did she know that? He hoped she does.

Parting, he forced himself to open his eyes to see her one last time, wanting her to remain seared in his memory.

Gasping, she clutched her throat. She staggers backward, falling into Ethan who was ready to catch her with his shaky arms, crumbling to the ground with her.

In the movies drowning is loud and splashy, someone yells and waves their arms, and they dip below the waves and come up in dramatic fashion while those on shore scramble to rescue them. But that’s not what Caroline felt or saw. She was drowning, but she was far from water. She was drowning in a room filled with air, but she couldn’t breathe in. Drowning is quiet, her movements are subtle, barely making any noise at all. Her head is pounding, every cell in her body is screaming for oxygen. She keeps fighting for him – for them until she feels like her head is about to explode.

Her vision is blotchy and her body is overtaken by instinctual panic, but she sees them both – Ethan and Grayson, they’re with her. She can’t hear them anymore, her heartbeat drowning out any other sound, but she knows they’re with her. She knows they’ll meet her again, in another life and she’s jealous of the girl she’ll be next – of the love they’ll have for her. They’re both rough around the edges, but they’re both incredible souls and she felt lucky she had them in her life.

For some reason, it doesn’t hurt like she thought it would. She’s not scared anymore, it’s almost peaceful actually. She begins to fall. She falls further and further into the darkness until it threatens to swallow her whole. And while she wants to stay, she lets go, praying they forgive her for giving up on them.

“She’s gone,” Ethan whispers in disbelief, holding her body still as Grayson had already let her go when he felt her fade. He jerked backward, closing his eyes as tears flooded them. He couldn’t look at her, another victim of his curse…of his choice. He couldn’t bear it. It was too much. He always thought so, but this was truly too much. 

She was but a human and all of them die. Ethan never felt sorrow for any of them...but she was always different. She was someone he cared for in more than one lifetime.

“Why isn’t her body combusting or something? They always do. The whole ashes to ashes/dust to dust thing?” Cameron stands over the young woman, her jaw clenched tightly at the sight. She truly thought this was going to be different. She saw hope and she wasn’t the type to hope in vain.

“I do-don’t know.” Ethan stammered, feeling his throat close up as emotions bubbled to the surface. He wanted to scream at his brother and his damned choices that lead them here. He really wanted to do so, but he knew Caroline wouldn’t want him to. Amara wouldn’t want him to. He had to do better from now on – be better. She showed him he wasn’t past saving. If she believed in him, he could do the same too. He could believe in himself…for her. In her memory.

They remained quiet, each crying in their corner, awaiting her body to dissipate. Ethan had laid her back on the couch, aware rigor mortis would set in and he couldn’t handle feeling her grow colder and stiffer in his arms. It would kill him.

As night slowly came, their sniffles the only sound in the room, something changed.

They became aware of a glowing up ahead too low and too white to be the sunrise as they lifted their eyes to meet it. Grayson stopped, his heart thundering as a figure approached him, not exactly human, but human form – Caroline’s form. It was not reflecting the morning light, but emitting it, actually glowing from within.

The couch is void of any remains. Grayson turns to Ethan and Cameron, seeing them staring at the figure in awe just as he did. Darren seemed frozen, as if he was too human to see the scene playing out before him. Her eyes flickered and sparked and her lips moved and from her came a voice more soothing than a thousand kisses. 

“Didn’t think I’d leave you that easily, did you?” She smirked. She appeared as a human for she once was, ethereal yet almost tangible enough to feel. She radiated love, smiled and beckoned. Behind her, a pair of white wings appeared. They aren’t open wide to their full potential, rather there for show. The dying sun casts its rays upon them, making a play of colors as each feather reflects the light in various shades of blue and green, making the present angels lose their minds. The feathers are a pearly white, pure as she seems to be, but the colors are unlike anything any angel had ever had.

“You came back to me?” Grayson manages to stand, closing the distance between them eagerly as she chuckles, nodding.

“I got a chance to chat with your boss once more…he took pity on our souls. I am to be an angel, to live a forever if that’s what we’re meant to do. The rest will have their chance to choose their side once more. Those who choose heaven will regain their angel status…the rest will be cast down. Those who remain undecided get to walk the Earth for eternity.” She smiled as he pecked her lips freely, making her beating heart jump in her chest.

Grayson buried his face in her neck, making her laugh. But she couldn’t help herself, looking back at a shocked Ethan who didn’t know what to do about any of the things she had informed them of.

“You get to be an angel again, E. Your wings will be white again, even if you don’t choose heaven. But I can tell you that when I was made new, every single past life I’ve had turned into a soul…they’re all at peace now. Amara is in heaven. She told me she’s saving a dance for you when you’re ready.” Caroline’s words had painted a smile on his face, giving him something to hope for again. She had changed his life completely and although it scared him, he felt happy again.

“Your parents are there too. Waiting.” Caroline told Cameron, knowing she missed her family more than anything.

“And you?” Grayson turned to her, leaning his head down to peck her lips again, but it’s rather hard when he can’t wipe a smile from his own. Wrapping her arms around him, she leaned her forehead on his, feeling at peace with her decisions.

“I’ll choose you. You’ve loved me all this time…in every shape and every form. You followed me to the ends of the Earth since the beginning of time. And I love you. It’s my turn now.”

A/N - I was going to end it when she died, but I had a change of heart. Hope you guys liked the series and I’m so sorry it took me this long to finish it. Regardless, it was a difficult series to navigate and I wanted to show so much more, especially about their difficulty to stay away from each other and many of her past lives as well because she didn’t always choose the path she was destined to, but it would be more of a book material than a Tumblr fanfic, so I hope this was just as good. 

Tags: @dancerwriter​​ @peacedolantwins​​  @heeydolan​​ @accalialionheart​​   @graydolan12​​  @xalayx​​  @fallinginlove-16​​ @deeteeeeevee​​  @heyits-claire​​ @riverdalesserpent​​ @dolandolll​

[dolanpositivity]

Fic Rec - June 29, 2018

⇢ Ethan Dolan Recommendation⇠

Daylight Savings; @heathendolan ⤵

Summary: The day you meet your soulmate is tattooed on your wrist.

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Contains No Mature Content 

Lemon Boy; @heathendolan ⤵

Ethan’s a real bitter guy who doesn’t like people, okay? Well, he likes you. But that’s it. – Based on the song Lemon Boy by Cavetown

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Contains No Mature Content 

Decades With You; @heathendolan ⤵

Middle of a field confessing each’s unspoken daydreams.

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Contains No Mature Content 

We Can Make Love; @nomoregraydays  ⤵

I finally wrote it and I don’t regret anything. Lowkey scared about what y’all might say tho hahah

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Contains Mature Content 

Joke on You; @sagittariustwins ⤵

Back at it again with my bullshit, uh, theresgonnabeanotherpart:)))))))) so yeah, enjoy. It’s a little smutty in the beginning.

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Contains Mature Content 

Faking It; @hooddolan ⤵

maybe something based around the prompt “in my defense, I didn’t know how invested I was going to get when I said yes.

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Contains No Mature Content 

Stay In Bed; @castledolan  ⤵

You and Ethan spend a rainy morning cuddling in bed together :

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Contains No Mature Content 

I’ve Seen The Way You Look At Me When You Think I Don’t Notice; @ninjadurtles  ⤵

Number 50 with Ethan, please? Love your writing

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Contains No Mature Content 

Argument; @justblrubythings ⤵

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Contains No Mature Content 

You Are Not Just Another Girl; @obsidiandolans ⤵

can you do a fratboy! Ethan imagine where him and the reader meet at a party and basically plays a party game and they hook up please and thank you! (Anon)

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Contains Mature Content 

⇢ Grayson Dolan Recommendations ⇠

Locks Of Love; @heathendolan ⤵

Soulmate AU where there is a piece of your soulmate’s hair in your hair.

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Contains No Mature Content 

Fumble; @hooddolan  ⤵

Football Player Grayson

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Contains No Mature Content 

Admit It; @doltishdolans  ⤵

One evening at the petite cupcake shop, you meet a boy who you instantly fall for. You think he could be the one, but how could he be, after you had just met him the other day? Should you listen to what your head keeps telling you or listen to your heart and go after what it wants?

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Contains No Mature Content 

Fire; @bouttogolinkurbitch ⤵

Fighter!Grayson

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Contains No Mature Content 

stuck with me; @rockstardolan  ⤵

on break still hahaha but i did say i would at least post tiny stuff. i saw blonde grayson again and i came. also my phone is charging for me to go to bed so i did this real quick. based off of my 2nd favorite fic ever and soon-to-be full length novel; scary love ❤️💀

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Contains Mature Content 

Protection; @atlas-of-a-human-soul ⤵

 After a death threat your manager gets you a bodyguard. Little did he know you could protect yourself just fine. 

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[p.2] [p.3]

May Contain Mature Content 

my teacher; @flirtyggukie ⤵

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Contains Mature Content 

i win; @succulentpancakes ⤵

when grayson is taking too long to get ready, you sit down to play a quick game of fortnite with ethan to pass the time – but it ends up more competitive than you bargained for

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Contains No Mature Content 

Dejavu; @kissdolans ⤵

Your best friend Grayson who has feelings for you hears that your Valentine disappointed you and didn’t make your night special, this makes him furious and he shows you how he would of spent the night with you, the night you deserved.

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[p.2]

Contains Mature Content 

Tequila Shots; @kissdolans ⤵

As you and Gray find yourselves under the influence of each other, will the pair of you even end up making it out to the clubs after time alone at pres?

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Contains Mature Content 

⇢ Dolan Twins Recommendations⇠

HEEL; @idk-dolans ⤵

So this starts with the ending of a match Grayson has for earning the WWE Intercontinental Championship title while Ethan owned the WWE Championship title, and at the same time, the beginning of a match with his twin brother. Grayson will turn heel, betraying his brother. (Yo, in this imagine The Miz wasn’t engaged to Maryse, okay?)

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Contains No Mature Content 

[333kaylynn]

tattoo / e.d. (soulmate!au)

request: no im jus bored

word count: 1584

tags: @bouttogolinkurbitch @kara-dolan @dimply-dolan @notanotherdolantwinsblog @chaaandlaah @profanitydolan @justanotherdolanblog @obsidiandolans @lonestarhazel @olivia-m-dolan 

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Everyone had one. You were born with it. It wasn't even like a tattoo, more like a birthmark. It goes away after you meet your true love, though. It isn't permanent like a tattoo or a birthmark. But the love you’ll have after you meet your one true love, that’s permanent. And I think that’s the whole point of it. The mark isn’t permanent, but your love is. No matter what stupid arguments you may get in, no matter what dumb little fights happen, your love is permanent. 

The small exclamation point that was marked on the inside of your right ring finger had been there since you were welcomed into the world. It was small, it took you a minute to find it once you got to the age where your parents could explain it to you. It was always a dream of yours ever since then to find your soulmate. You loved the look of the little mark, but you also wanted it to go away so badly. 

You were now 17, your last year of high school. You and your best friend were at the biggest football game of the season. Your school’s team had the biggest winning streak of the entire conference. It was almost as if nobody was worried you would lose. 

“Look at him! God, y/n. He’s attractive.” Your best friend said, pointing down at the field. You laughed at her and looked down, not sure which one she was pointing at. 

“Which one? Number 8 is pretty attractive, Julia.” You say, watching the brown-haired quarterback. You smiled and looked over at your friend who started to speak, “No, number 36.” 

You laughed and looked at the boy who had caught the ball and began running, soon throwing it to another member before he got tackled by the opposing team’s number 7. “Oh right, I forgot you were into blondes. Ask him over here at half-time.” You looked over at the scoreboard that showed the time left, 30 seconds were left on the board. Number 47 ran across the field and through to number 8, who had soon made the goal right before the time was up. 

It was now half-time, the boys running to the bench and throwing their helmets off, showing their ruffled up and sweaty hair. You looked at Julia and she gave you a “don’t you dare” look, which made you laugh and yell, “Yo! Blondie! 36! Hey! Yes you, yeah! My friend thinks your hot!” Your yelling earned you a hard slap from Julia who sat beside you. 

“I’ll give you my number!” The blonde boy yelled, running up to the bleachers where we were seated. Julia smiled and walked down to meet him at the bottom of the bleachers. He put his number into her phone before telling her he had to go talk to his teammates. She smiled and nodded before turning around and showing me her wrist before she could even get up the steps. She was ecstatic. She had a large flower tattoo on her wrist and it was now gone. 

“I told you! I’m a matchmaker!” You laughed and hugged her. The game was starting again and you took a sip of your gatorade while intensely watching the game. Football wasn’t your favorite sport if you were being honest, but it definitely was fun to watch and really pumped you up. You were very much in school spirit when you went to the games, even when it was the little games that didn’t really matter to anyone else. 

The game lasted for another 40 minutes before your team had gotten the last goal of the night, giving them yet another victory. Your team would now be going to state, which was a huge accomplishment. You along with everyone else on your side of the bleachers started cheering for your school, leaving the opponents fans with angry or sad faces. 

Julia hopped down the bleachers and ran over to the boy she had just met, who is supposedly named Lukas. Leaving you alone, you took another swig of your gatorade before walking over to Julia and Lukas who sat with the rest of the team while they got their bags together. They walked to the gym locker room and Julia waved goodbye to Lukas, who smiled at her and waved back. 

You and Julia walked to your car and you two drove back to your house, Julia decides to stay over. You two go up to your room and Julia is all over her phone, typing away to who you assume is Lukas. You laugh at her newly found obsession but continue to congratulate her on finding her one true love. She thanks you before finally looking up from her phone, “Apparently Ethan Dolan is throwing a party with his brother Grayson because they won the game. Wanna go? It’s tomorrow.” 

You grinned and nodded, excited for a party, “Wait, who’s Ethan Dolan?” 

“Number 8. Grayson is number 47.” She looks at you and smirks, remembering that you called him hot at the game earlier. You grinned and nodded, “Oh yes, I’d definitely tap that. Oh if he was mine I’d totally die. Not even joking.” 

“I gotta admit, he is attractive. I hope he’s the one for you too.” 

The party was supposedly going to be one to remember, which usually meant that something fucking epic was going to occur. You and Julia were getting ready for the night, you doing your makeup and Julia deciding on whether she should wear a black or white shirt. “Wear the black one, we’re going to a party not a church.” 

Julia groaned and threw the white shirt at you, yelling at you to shut up. You laughed and finished your eyes by putting on your fake lashes. 

Julia handed you the outfit she had chose for you. You normally let her choose your outfits because you were more of a makeup person and she was more of a clothes person. You put on the tight yellow turtleneck and put on the denim skirt that had lied neatly on your bed. 

You and Julia walked out to your car and drove to the party. Lukas met you guys there and said he’d introduce you to Ethan. “Julia! You weren’t supposed to tell anyone!” You snapped, tugging on her hair. “Ow! Hey! You did it first with Lukas! It’s just payback.” You looked at her quick as the light turned red and yelled, “Yeah, but you two are actually TOGETHER! How is that fair?” 

Julia sighed and looked back at Lukas, before Lukas piped up and said, “ Ethan told me he thought you were hot, so I mean it’s worth a shot. But don’t tell him I told you, he’ll kill me. Literally.” You laughed and pulled up to the driveway of the house where the party was being held. 

Lukas introduced you and Julia to a few of his friends, before him and Julia left you. You walked over to the drinks and poured yourself a cup of whatever it was they had been serving. A bottle of svedka sat next to the punch bowl, and you mixed yourself a drink. You took a huge gulp and gagged a bit as the burning alcohol went down your throat. Soon after you took another gulp and it went down smoother than the first time. You wandered around and went over to the living room where the speakers were blaring Japan by Famous Dex. You laughed and started dancing to the music with a few of the other people who were swaying their hips and grinding up against one another. 

The song switched to Neighbors Know My Name by Trey Songz, which left you to begin grinding against whoever was behind you. They gripped your hips and moving your bodies in sync with the music. Your head tilted back and rested on the boy who was dancing with you. You turn around and look at them, soon realizing it was Ethan. You smirked and continued to dance with him while you two began talking. 

“You’re a good dancer.” Ethan yelled over the music, pulling you closer to him. You smiled and nodded, “Yeah, I try.” Ethan laughed and continued to hold onto your hips that swayed in tune with the music. He looked down and watched you as you turned your head and looked around. “Hey, just out of curiosity, but do you have an exclamation point on your body?” 

You were hoping he did, or at least he used to. You looked down at your finger and saw that your mark was gone, which only meant one thing. 

“It’s gone. I guess you’re the one?” Ethan grinned, pulling your body even close than before. 

“I guess.” You grinned, hugging him and laughing before pulling him off the dancefloor. The two of you went to go find Julia so you could tell her. 

Julia hugged you and told you she told you so, which made you groan and end up walking back over to Ethan who was sitting on the couch and talking to Lukas. 

“Lukas told me you said I was hot! I’m sorry I can’t keep a secret.” You blurted, making Ethan look from you and turn to stare angrily at Lukas.

“Dude! Weren’t you listening! He’s gonna murder me!” Lukas says before hopping off the couch and scurrying away. 

“Damn right!” Ethan yells before chasing Lukas around his house. 

[celestialdolans]

Masterlist

So I got my shit together, and finally made it easier for the world to read my shitty writing :)) 

Ethan Dolan 

silence - Ethan has always had a crush on Y/N, even if she has a boyfriend. But after a change in events, he finally stand outs to Y/N.

finding the light - soulmate au. Y/N was constantly looking for her soulmate, little did she know that it would be the person she least expected

a change in reality (1)  - Prince Ethan is left to deal with a big responsibility in order to bring peace to his father’s kingdom, but it can’t be done that easily without Y/N. Will this change in their reality bring peace to the kingdom, and possibly bring them closer? Or will it all go down in burning flames?  

Grayson Dolan

letting you go - you weren’t as close as you always were with Grayson, thus leading to the biggest decision in your life.

bringing you back (part two of letting you go) - after 5 years, you see Grayson, and suddenly your entire life changes

all my love - You’re left with mysterious notes on your locker just days before Homecoming. 

[strangerquinns]

12 & 20 from the pinterest based prompts pls <3

Pinterest based prompts ~ au edition | soulmate au | warning: very long, i lost myself in this.

12. “Where you go, I go.” &  20. “Of all the things my hands have held, the best by far is you.”

You were always told of the tales of soulmates. How within your lifetime you’d find the person that was “made for you”, the person that would love you unconditionally. Usually, your soulmate showed themselves before your eighteenth birthday, the clue given by an electrical feeling as your skin connected in some way. Have it be a touch, a kiss or simply brushing past each other as you walked down the street. 

Your parents were soulmates, watching them together made you want that. You wanted your person to love and be loved. But your birthday passed three years ago and there was no sign of your soulmate anywhere. As each day passed your belief in soulmates faded more and more. So you gave up waiting around for them and packed your bags for LA. You always wanted to live there to bask in the warmth of the California sun. You were lucky with getting an amazing job at an up-and-coming company, working as the design coordinating team. 

The company was called WakeHeart, formed and built by two brothers, Ethan and Grayson. It was a company based on the positive vibes and kindness that you have always believed in and wanted to be a part of it. So as you walked into the main lobby you couldn't help the butterflies that erupted in your stomach. A bright smile was spread across your face as your feet carried you towards the front desk.

You went through the normal motions of an orientation of a new job, you met the team you were going to be working with, along with where your desk would be. Soon you were led to a large conference-style room, where the current meeting for the company was happening. You slipped into the back of the room with Fiona, your guide for the day, and watched as a man spoke to the crowd. 

He stood tall towards the front of the room with another standing off to the side, both were identical, but your eyes were on the one speaking. He was tall and even with the dress shirt stretched over his frame, you could tell he was fit. His broad shoulders only adding to his intimidating frame. His dark eyes moved across the room as if he was making eye contact with each and every person in that room. You couldn’t stop watching how his lips moved with every word that he spoke or the movement of his hands. He was captivating and beautiful to you. 

After the meeting was called, Fiona held you back so that you’d be able to meet your bosses. The owners and CEOs of Wakeheart - Ethan and Grayson Dolan. Ethan was the first to step forward, he was the smaller of the two, and his smile made you feel warm and welcome. He eased your nerves for only a moment till Grayson stepped forward with his hand forward. Your stomach felt like it flipped before you felt the electrical shock shoot through your arm the moment Grayson’s hand enclasped yours. 

The two of you froze both of you feeling the electricity traveling through your bodies.  Grayson gasped softly and pulled his hand away slowly as he kept his eyes locked with yours. That moment you knew, you finally found your person. Your soulmate.

“Bro,” Ethan broke the tense silence that was growing between you both “You ok?”

Grayson snapped out of it for only a moment, looking towards his twin, before his eyes returned back to you. “Y-Yea...” Grayson sighed and smiled slightly. “I’m sorry...what was your name,”

“[Y/N],” you blushed “[Y/N] [Y/L/N]”

“Beautiful,” Grayson whispered. He didn’t realize he spoke his thought’s out loud till a fierce blush traveled across your cheeks and nose. His eyes widened slightly before he ducked his head down in embarrassment.

Ethan had never seen his brother like this with anyone. But the moment that word left his lips and his entire body language changed, Ethan put the pieces together. Neither of you noticed him speak softly to Fiona to give the two of you more privacy. Ethan stopped in the doorway and smiled, finally happy that his brother found his soulmate. He was getting worried as the years past and he wasn’t able to connect with anyone. Ethan was almost feeling guilt for finding his, meeting Kristina on a trip the two of them took to Australia. 

“Y-You felt that right?” Grayson asked, his eyes searching over your face to make sure he was able to commit it to memory. “I-I’m not crazy and hallucinating?”

You blushed and shook your head, your body moving closer to his. “No. You’re not crazy.”

Grayson sighed with relief before he reached up and scratch the back of his neck. He didn’t know how to act, his entire body filled with nerves. He wanted to reach forward and take you into his arms. Suddenly Grayson felt the need to hold you close and never let you go. Ethan had told him what it was like, how suddenly you're going through so many emotions at once you’re not able to control it. 

“Don’t fight it, man. Go with it. When it happens,” Ethan explained “Just remember they are going through the same thing that you are. Your body is gonna know exactly what to do, go with it. Don’t fight it.”

“I was gonna go and grab something to eat, would you like to join me?” Grayson asked. 

You nodded your head eagerly “I just have to grab my things at my desk.”

You and Grayson left together and quickly began to ask each other about your lives as you walked. You knew the basics, where you lived before LA. What your family was like, friends, things like that. At one point as you two walked towards the restaurant down the street, Grayson reached down and grabbed your hand, lacing your fingers together.

“Is this ok?” Grayson asked

“Perfect, this is perfect.” You smiled up towards him with bright eyes.

Weeks passed and you found yourself more and more comfortable with Grayson. You wanted to be with him all the time, missing him the moment you were apart from one another. When you weren’t texting each other or calling, you were actually spending time with one another. You felt like you’d know him all your life, it was weird how you both fell in step with each other.

You sighed softly as you laid beside Grayson, gently playing with his fingers as a movie played in the background. Neither of you was paying attention, too enthralled with the person beside you. 

“Does it scare you, how strong....how strong we already feel for each other?” you whispered softly

Grayson shook his head, “It did at first, but not anymore. Ethan always told me not to fight what you were feeling once you found your other half. That fighting it was pointless, cause at the end of the day, you were made for them and they were made for you.”

You smiled and moved closer to him, placing your clasped hands over your chest. You both sat in silence for a moment, before he spoke again 

“Of all the things my hands have held, the best by far is you,” Grayson whispered.

“Grayson,” you whispered softly, leaning into him more. He reached to caress your face before bending down and capturing your lips in a soft and sweet kiss. The electrical feeling from the first time you touched still charged through your body every time you kissed.

You pulled away from him feeling breathless, “God I never get tired of that, can’t believe i had to come all the way to LA to find you. Can’t imagine life without you now, being like this...”

“I would’ve found you,” Grason spoke confidently “No matter what I believe that we would have found one another.”

You smiled widely up towards him “You believe that?”

Grayson nodded his head, “Where you go, I go.”

[teamdolan]

I’m Falling For Your Eyes, But They Don’t Know Me Yet ( Ethan Dolan)

Soulmate AU, Where you're born with two different color eyes one belonging to your soulmate and when you finally meet they go back to their natural color ______________________________________________________________

Reader’s POV

 You stared at yourself, more specifically your hetero-chromatic eyes in the mirror of your room. One a deep earthy blue sometimes grey, the other a hazel that sometimes turned into a light jade green and other days a smooth chocolaty brown. You knew your natural eye color was the deep Blue seeing as it was the color of your mother's eyes and your fathers a light blue almost grey.

 As you started into the mirror the eye color of your soulmate started back at you, you've studied this eye for 17 years. Wondering when you'd meet the person they belong to. 17 years  felt like an awfully long time to be waiting, most of your friends already meet their soul mate, High School it seemed to be the only thing people talked about. Your few lucky friends  all talked and described the feeling to you countless times they say that when you make eye contact with " The One" you feel time stop, there are the eyes you've known your whole life belonging to someone you just met.

 You've almost given up hope, trying to think of an excuse as to why you haven’t been one of the lucky ones ... Maybe they live half way across the world or just are always in a different time zone maybe they don't live here in o Louisiana it was a small town anyway......

 You've meet all the boys and they all had already met the one  or just weren't the right shade you were looking for. You’ve spent so many years staring into the eyes of strangers you were beginning to think you’d be one of the ones who just never met the one. 

You're mother appeared in the doorway and sad smile on her lips

 “You'll find him or Her you never know but trust me y/n...... they're out there looking just as hard for you as you are for them. Now hurry we have a rode trip to start!" She said while placing a comforting hand on your shoulder rubbing lightly and smiling. 

 You smiled warmly at her and grabbed your bags, you and your family were taking a trip to California where your Auntie May lived. She had just met Andrew her soul mate over a year ago and now they were getting married. 

Aunt May, met Andrew on the beach he and his friends were throwing around a Frisbee and he missed smacking Aunt May right in the forehead. Although not the most romantic she loves to tell that story, about how they spent the rest of the day talking.  

 It was gonna be a long drive, your Dad wasn't a fan of planes so your parents, you and your younger brother all shoved in the car for a two day drive.  

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 As you hopped out the car stretching your aching muscles, you heard the cheerful voice of your Aunt May greeting you're parents. You turned around smiling at her two emerald green eyes. Happines was presnt on her face all the time now it seemed. 

 " Oh My y/n, look how you've grown it's been to long!" She's cheered bringing you in for a tight hug you smiled as she said 

" So tonight is the wedding rehearsal dinner, you guys are sitting with our closest friends family The Dolan's they are so sweet and have 3 kinds around your age!" 

“ That’s cool” You said picking up your bags 

 " Sounds like fun, we just need to freshen up and we'll be ready to go" your mom smiled at her younger sister as they began to catch up, we followed closely behind into the house to get dressed. 

 You wore a black lace long sleeved dress that fit your form just right and a pair or light pink heels. As looked at yourself in more time you let out a small sigh as you looked at your eyes It was more green today then brown you noticed nut shook it off and headed out the room.

 Once your family arrived to the venue You and your brother made your way to the table, No one was there so you went right on your phone. 

 " You think you'll meet him while we are here?" Your younger brother Brody asked looking at you with two blue eyes. 

He’s eyes always made you sad, Brody’s soulmate sadly wasn't alive anymore at least that what the doctors said. He used to have a beautiful green eye that shined like the emerald city and one day he woke up and it just wasn't there.

We took him to the doctors to see if there was urgent wrong with him and the Doctors explained that sometimes things happen and whne a Soulmate dies your eyes will revert. He was heartbroken for weeks ....  he was rooting for you though and you loved him for that.  

 You sadly smiled at him "Who knows, I do know that you will find someone Brody and when you do she'll be the luckiest girl in the world" you rubbed his arm and he smiled back at you. 

 You guys were so caught up in your own little world you didn't realize you're parents walking over followed by a family. 

" Y/N and Brody this is Mr.and Mrs. Dolan and there kids Cameron Grayson and Ethan." Your mom smiled and you guys stood up to greet the family. 

 "Hello"  You smiled  shaking Mr. and Mrs. Dolan's hands " It's nice to meet you I love your dress Mrs. Dolan" you said complimented 

 " Well aren't you just so sweet and polite" She said and you all sat back down. As the parents began to talk you quickly glanced at the teens, Cameron was gorgeous  she sat down next to you and  you smiled at her noticeing her eyes were both hazel and  a familiar color Hazel at that before you could ask a voice pulled you from your thoughts 

" So y/n where are you guys from?" 

The one you remembered as Grayson ask you turned you head to talk when your eyes caught Ethan's.

 The world faded away and you felt it time stopped and 

 There were the Hazel eyes you'd know since childhood,  The eyes you've studied for hours,  The eyes you've fallen in love with starting back at you. 

It was like magnet pulls when you both locked eyes with one other. You're breath was caught in you're throat you didn’t know what to say.

 " Wow that was intense" Brody said snapping you both back in to reality, you reached across Grayson sticking your hand out

 " I'm y/n, and can I just tell you how beautiful your eyes are" you smiled with a blush and he shook it firmly.

 " I could say the same to you, I'm Ethan."

 And that was the start of your Forever

[writingandrecs]

Fic Rec  July 12, 2018

None of these fics are mine unless otherwise stated, these are fics that I have read and really enjoyed and wanted to share with the rest of you

If you have a fic that you would like to recommend or if you want to recommend your fic please do so!!

Shawn Mendes

Nervous by mutualirwin

Because I Had You by torontogawd

Home by fawn-mendes

Tom Holland

Coming Home by ahollandy

You Are In Love by starksparker

3 Lies by peeterparkr

Sibling Blurb by gab-spidey

Peter Parker

My Boy by peterparker-imagines

Memory Lane by spiderboytotherescue

Harrison Osterfield

The Proposal by hazthediv

Ethan Dolan

Packing Peanuts by etherealmins

Location by mintdolans  

Good Enough by dolantreehisser

Haircut by dimply-dolan

In Love (Part 1) (Part 2) by heartbreakdolan

Daylight Savings by heathendolan

Grayson Dolan

Matters by castledolan

Choose Me by atlas-of-a-human-soul

Laugh by imaginedolanscribbles

Editing by heartbreakdolan

Shared Covers  by heathendolans

“Can we spoon?” by imaginethedolans

Calum Hood

Soulmate!AU by etherialmins

Knock Knock by noneighborhood

Flare by wildflowerrambles

The Bracelet by 5sosglitter

Highly Improbable by gotta-try-something-new

Luke Hemmings

P.S.- Luke Hemmings by etherealmins

Rip My Heart Out by oddfuturc

You’re Too Short by imyourliquor-youremypoison

Thinking About You by heywritersblock

Ashton Irwin

The Unknown Drummer by lacumhood

Stunning by lukescaboose

Would You Be So Kind by gotta-try-something-new

Michael Clifford

Once and Floral by 5sosglitter

Travel Troubles by gigglyirwin

Best Neighbor by gotta-try-something-new

Harry Styles

You’re Poor and He Doesn’t Know by harry-writings

Mute (Part 1) by harry-writings

Insecure by sunshineharryimagines

No by harryimaginedstories

This is such an important piece of writing this is how your significant other should treat you and how you should treat them

Hesitant by chaoticallyhs

My Writing

Tom Holland

Sleepy Tom (Blurb- written by me) whatmakesmehappyy

Grayson Dolan

The Cove Part 1

The Cove Part 2

(Fic- In Progress) whatmakesmehappyy

Hickey?

@harryimaginedstories @sunshineharryimagines @harry-writings @imyourliquor-youremypoison @oddfuturc @etherealmins @wildflowerrambles@noneighborhood @heathendolan @heartbreakdolan @imaginedolanscribbles @atlas-of-a-human-soul @castledolan @dimply-dolan @dolantreehisser @mintdolans @hazthediv @spiderboytotherescue @peterparker-imagines @gab-spidey @peeterparkr @starksparker @ahollandy​ @torontogawd​ @mutualirwin @heywritersblock @chaoticallyhs @fawn-mendes @5sosglitter @lacumhood @imaginethedolans @gigglyirwin @lukescaboose @gotta-try-something-new

[heathendolan]

No offense but I NEED a brief summary of what all the stories on your WIP lists are about...... pls and ty ps I love you lemon boy forever🖤🍋

HEY THANK YOU SMUCH AND oh boy OK HERE WE GO

1. Sincerity is Scary: enemies to friends to enemies to lovers !!!! it’s based on my IRL mess of a love life last year, but i’d obviously make it end happy because ,, , , 

2. Hughes of Color (Series): a compilation of dolan twins au’s of john hughes movies + other retro movies!!! probably featuring: ferris bueller’s day off (ethan, obviously), sixteen candles (grayson), pretty in pink (BOTH), grease, the breakfast club, etc.!!! we’ll see which ones i end up doing but once i get crackin WHO KNOWS

3. Malibu 1992 / Time Machine / Traveler: ethan is best friends with a girl in high school and he never takes his opportunity to date her and spends his life daydreaming of the possibilities, until he finally gets his chance

4. Excerpts Of a Book I’ll Never Write: a grayson blurb compilation

5. Party Favor: (y/n) runs her mouth about how much she hates this party. however, the one she’s ranting to (the pretty one with the wing earring) is the host.

6. Radio Silence: soulmate AU where the first words your soulmate will say to you are written on your wrist, and ethan’s deaf (i had so so so much fun writing parts of this, it is so very !!!!!!! very very interesting and researching it has been gejiojra A FIELD DAY FOR ME)

7. Mood Swings: soulmate au where you have a mood ring, but it tells your soulmates mood. (ethan)

8. Good Morning: coffee shop imagine where grayson cannot resist visiting you often

9. Piledriver Waltz: just a little blurb based on the song piledriver waltz by arctic monkeys !!!!! (grayson)

and i’m not sure if i’ll do 10. like magnets: a enemies to best friends to lovers fic!!! very basic and not exciting, so