#dolan fanfic

[farfrombuck]

now that the dolan twins are back I really CRAVED a fic I read a long time ago, it was about grayson flying to Positano and finding a love interest there, does anybody remember it? did they delete them all?

It was so well written my God!!! I will always remember it

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[impaladolan]

small request! grayson and y/n were supposed to be going out for a date night but he goes to buy y/n another dress because he insists hers is too short to wear in public (plus he’s overprotective)

Blurb Alert! - Grayson Dolan

a/n: i changed it a little, and i kinda made grayson a meanie in this one

Stingy:

"I'll be out in the car." Grayson runs his hand through his hair before leaving you to finish dressing. He looked irritated, wouldn’t talk much and had a semi-sour expression.

You had your hair and some makeup all done up, and a nice emerald green dress and some heels on for your attendance of your friend’s wedding reception.

Grayson wasn’t upset this morning when the two of you had attended the ceremony. He was all flushed, doe-eyed and lovey, his touch never leaving your body.

But now, after dressing for the party, his mood had a total switch. You couldn’t understand why. You don’t recall anything of importance angering him, and your Grayson was a patience man, not one to be upset over small things.

You dismissed worrying about it— he wouldn’t tell you why he was mad or what you could do to help, but instead stayed in silence as he too readied himself for the evening ahead.

Maybe a little dancing will loosen him up.

After spraying a sweet perfume and grabbing your purse, you ducked into his low car and strapped your seat belt, pulling your dress down so it wouldn’t be bunched up against your lower abdomen.

Grayson scoffed and started the car, evading your glare as he backed, rather aggressively, out of the driveway.

“What’s your problem, baby?” You smoothed your hand over the console and onto his own, massaging the backside of his palm sincerely. He bit the inside of his cheek and looked over, not at your eyes, but to where your dress ends and your legs begin.

“Do you think that dress is appropriate to wear tonight, Y/N?” He finally looked at you, his gaze still hard and unmoving.

“Excuse me?” You almost gasped at his words, your face flushing and a fiery anger shooting throughout your body.

The nerve.

“Answer the question.” His grip on the steering wheel tightened and his foot seemed to grow heavy against the gas.

“I don’t see a fucking problem.” You looked down your torso and along the sleeves, in search of whatever the hell could be wrong.

“So you don’t think it’s pretty revealing?”

You pulled your hand away from him and shook your head, appalled by his thoughts. You were struggling to speak, surprised by his sudden dismay of your attire.

“Oh, you don’t? Your fucking ass is hanging out and your tits are on full fucking display. I hope to god you’re wearing some kind of panty under that, fuck.” He had you stunned with his words and you could hardly see straight with all the anger bubbling inside of you.

“You bought me this dress, Grayson!” You huff, flailing your hands in the air. Your chest began to turn red, that’s what usually happens when you’re flushed or irate, and your teeth grind against each other in continued irritation.

“I didn’t realize it’d be that short when you put on heels, Y/N.” He was annoyed, pressing the gas further down and moving around other vehicles like he thinks he’s a nascar driver or something.

“It’s not your decision of how clothed or not I want to be.”

“Well, then we’re making a stop before the reception.” He pulled off the highway and sped down the exit, taking a right at the stop light and flying down the road. He only slowed to turn into a luxury dress store and parked, turning the car off.

“I’m fucking walking, asshole.” You reach for the door handle, but he holds his finger over the lock button and moves across the console to shut the door back.

“The hell you are.”

You continue to try and open the door, using all your might, but even with hardly a grip Grayson’s stronger than you.

“You’ve never acted this way before.” You subside from trying to leave and cross your arms, covering the exposed cleavage he’s so upset about.

“I’m not trying to control you, Y/N,” he sighs and let’s go of the door. “I just don’t want anybody getting ideas. You’re mine.” He runs his hand through his hair, it’s disheveled and a couple strands had fallen upon his forehead.

“I didn’t think this would be an issue for you. I figured you’d like to see me wear this.”

“You’re more than welcome to wear it at home.” He flicked his eyebrows up and down and you let out a small laugh.

“Fine. Better hurry up in here or we’ll be late.” You both empty the vehicle and he joins you on the sidewalk, landing a harsh slap to your ass before grabbing your waist with a chuckle.

“I’m still upset with you, Grayson.”

“We’ll see who’s upset when we get home tonight..”

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[ruewrote]

𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙.

PAIRING: grayson dolan x fem!reader WARNINGS: creepy guys GENRE: angst to fluff SONG INSPIRATION: heart to heart by mac demarco WORD COUNT: 813

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you had been walking home from the club, stumbling a little in your heels, feeling the slight buzz of the alcohol that you recently consumed, but feeling more anger than anything else.

standing on the edge of the curb, rummaging around in your bag looking for your phone. cursing yourself for mindlessly tossing it in there earlier.

"hey honey! looking for a good time?" you stopped searching for it, slightly glancing up through your lashes at the older man in worn down clothes started to make his way over towards you.

his arms stretched out with a drunken smirk.

"no thank you." with that said you turned back to what you were doing previously, not realising the man had gotten even closer to you than before.

him wrapping his arms around you, letting out a scream telling him to get off of you and to leave you alone.

cursing yourself for leaving so late and to make matters worse there not being many cars or people around.

that's when you thought you were thoroughly fucked. hands struggling against his tall figure, even as you thrashed against him - you weren't able to overpower him. regretting not slipping your pepper spray into your handbag since you assumed thay you were gonna stay with friends.

"hey! she said to let her go."

the creep soon let his calloused hands slip away from you slightly to find where the voice was coming through, as he did - a fist was met with his jaw and he fell to the floor with a thud, the kind stranger gently pushed you behind him.

towering over the bastard, yelling all sorts of profanities. the creep just laid there holding his jaw before scrambling off of the floor in the other direction.

you were now shivering from the cold and adrenaline, just thankful for his timing. wrapping your arms around yourself as your teeth chattered.

"hey, hey it's okay now. he's gone, here take this!" that's when he shrugged his hoodie off and pushed it onto your shoulders, not really questioning anything, pulling it tighter around your body.

your eyes had been stuck looking at your feet since he had helped you, slightly shaken up.

you were pleasantly surprised when you did lock eyes with the stranger, his hazel eyes shining in the streetlight that hovered above the both of you.

he had such pretty eyes -- scratch that all of him was pretty! well from what you could see at least. plump lips, kind eyes, fluffy hair. he easily stood at six foot. towering over you like the other guy did but this time you felt no threat.

a wide and contagious smile spread across his features one that reached his eyes.

"bit of a bad way to start off an introduction, but hi i'm grayson!"

his arm stretched out lending a hand to shake yours, you accept the gesture by giving his a soft shake returning it with your own name.

"yo gray! what happened..?" another voice was heard from behind you, still feeling jumpy turning around quickly, shuffling back to grasp grayson's arm and try to hide yourself behind his large build.

"hey, hey it's okay. i know him, he's my brother you're safe." grasping your hand in his.

as the other person came into view, he looked alot like the one that had just helped you. removing your hold on gray, still standing firmly at his side.

"some asshole tried forcing himself on her, not that she needed my help, but i kinda decked him then he ran off." the twin clicked his tongue, shaking his head his eyes flickering from the ground to you, checking you over.

"deserved. are you alright..?"

realising he was speaking to you, you stopped playing with the hoodie sleeve. "y/n and yeah it was a bit of a shock, i was just lucky that grayson was nearby when it occurred." your voice still a bit shaky from the encounter.

it was decided that the twins wanted to make sure you got home alright, you protested, but your complaints fell upon deaf ears.

they were even kind enough to buy you a hot chocolate at a near by diner beforehand.

the drive to your house was silent, all was heard was the clicking of the turn indicator every now and then. a soft pop song played in the background as you zoned out.

it didn't take long to get to your house, them both wished you a farewell as you started to walk to your front door not before putting your number into gray's phone, he said for quote on quote 'if you ever need to be saved again' with a wink.

closing the wooden door, leaning your back up against it, a small grin laid on your lips as you took off your heels.

realising that you still had his hoodie on.

© ruewrote.

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[alrighttherescarhead]

Imagine you're having a water birth with Grayson:

“AHH- I can't I can't I can’t” you wail, gripping tightly onto each of Grayson's arms. You were sure to leave nail indents but gray didn't care at all. All he cares about is you and your baby that was now making it's way into the world.

“you’ve got this sweetheart” he coos into your ear from behind you. “relax for a sec- breathe-”

“I WANT THIS FUCKING BABY OUTTA ME” you screech, letting go of this forearms and flipping around to kneel with your legs spread wide. You throw an arm around grays neck and rest your forehead against his shoulder as your free hand goes down in-between your legs.

You start pushing again and let out a cry. “I HATE YOU AND YOUR MASSIVE FUCKING HEAD”

To say that Gray felt bad was an understatement. “‘m so sorry I-”

“Shut the fuck up!” you snap, startling the poor boy.

She doesn’t mean it, she’s just in pain Grayson repeatedly told himself, watching your whole body tense as you begin to push, again.

Your arm, that's around graysons neck, tightens as an agonising pain shoots throughout your body, causing you to scream.

“FUUUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!” You cry.

After a few seconds you were able to catch a tiny breather. “No more babies- please? I can’t handle it, it’s too painfu- AHHHHH!” It was short-lived.

Grayson agreed, nodding his head hastily. He doesn't think he can see you go through this type of pain ever again.

“I got it, sweetheart. No more babies- no more babies” he reassures you, brushing your sweaty hair back out of your face.

#Omg I found this in my drafts #grayson dolan x reader #grayson dolan fanfic #grayson x reader #grayson dolan imagines #grayson dolan #grayson dolan imagine #grayson bailey dolan #dolan twins #Dolan #dt imagine

[greenxgloss]

thinking about a fic I read years ago abt the Dolan twins where the reader meets him in her dream and she thinks Grayson is just someone she made up but months later sees him on the street and they're both confused because they both thought they made each other up. what a god damn great fic for 2017 Wattpad. might write something using this concept tbh

#rory culkin #fanfic #dolan twins

[elitegrayson]

Have you thought about maybe writing a smut where y/n chooses to wait for marriage to have sex? Do you think you could write about Grayson and y/n sleeping together for the first time on their wedding night? Thank you. 🤍

this sounds beautiful :’) your wish is my command and i hope you like it. these pics kinda give off hubby gray hehe. ENJOY!! (i haven't written smut in a min so i apologize if it's bad)

Featuring: Grayson x reader

Warnings: 18+, smut, swearing.

Growing up you’ve always known you wanted to wait until marriage to have sex. It seemed like everyone around you was losing their virginity and they were. Your friends would always tell you stories of how they lost it in a school bathroom or behind a venue after a concert. You cringed at the thought of doing it in an extremely unsanitary place. It wasn’t the setting that made you want to wait, but the person you’re going to lose it to. 

Sex to you was a very powerful experience and once you do this act, a little part of you will be left with that person and vice versa. That’s why your best friend now is still not over her first even though he’s made a clear he did that want her. But that’s beside the point. When you met your now husband, Grayson, you figured to let him know that you were a virgin when things got a little serious. He understood completely which made you feel safe and comfortable.

Most guys would ignore you or pressure you into having sex anyways, but not Grayson. He obeyed and respected your wishes as he should. He could think it was the stupidest idea in the world, but in the end, his opinions wouldn’t have mattered. You are his girl and he loves you very dearly. So if he has to wait until marriage to get a taste of you then that’s what he’ll do.

He made his way over to you so you guys can make your grand exit. Everyone started to create a pathway so that you could walk through it. Confetti was being shot in the air and you couldn’t be happier. You are officially married to the man of your dreams and you are finally Mrs. Y/n Dolan. It rolls off the tongue beautifully. As you made your way to the end of the stairs, Grayson opened up the door for you.

“Here you are Mrs. Dolan,” He smirks, gesturing his hand out in front of you. “Why thank you, Mr. Dolan.” You send him a smirk back, lifting your dress as you slip into the car. You roll down the window so you can say goodbye to everyone once again. Today was the best day of your life and you couldn’t stop smiling. Once Grayson was in the car, you guys drove off to your destination.

“So how do you feel, doll? I still have the butterflies lowkey.” He asked taking your hand in his and massaging it slightly. Even though you guys have been together for three years, he still sends shivers down your spine. But you couldn’t lie you feel the same way. 

“I’m in shock, Gray. This all just seems unreal. I can't wait for tomorrow, France is going to be beautiful.” You hummed, giving his hand a little squeeze. It was a hard decision trying to figure out where to go. You guys have been to Cabo, The Bahamas, Greece, and hell even Australia. But after months of planning, you guys agreed on France. This next week was going to be magical.

“Just wait until we get to the hotel.” He murmured. You furrowed your eyebrows at his comment, but you figured you’ll just wait and see. After what felt like hours on the highway you guys finally arrived at the hotel. Just by looking at this outside, you knew this place was fancy.

 “Hi, how may I help you tonight?” The ginger-haired lady asked sending us a warm smile. “Hi, we have a room for you two under Dolan,” Grayson responded as the lady typed away on the computer. “Alright, I have you down for the lover's suite which is room 623. Here are your keys and congratulations!” She answered, giving us one last smile. We thanked her and started walking toward the elevator. You started to think about the surprise Grayson has planned.

New car? No that wouldn’t make sense. He wouldn’t even be able to keep his mouth closed about that.

What if it’s that Dior bag you were looking at? You’ve been talking about it for months maybe he got you that.

No wait it has to be a Tiffany Co. bracelet? Every time he took you to the mall, you made sure to walk past that display. Grayson has his slow moments, but I know he can take a hint.

You were so caught up in your thoughts you didn’t realize you were already in the room. “Okay doll imma need you to do one thing for me yeah?” Grayson stopped, turning towards you and taking your hands in his. “I need you to close your eyes and keep ‘em close as you walk in and don’t open until I tell you to. Can you do that for me?” 

Your stomach felt like it was doing backflips, anxious at what could be behind this door. “Gray I’m nervous as shit.” You sigh, feeling your hands get clammy by the second.

“Don’t be. I’m sure you’re gonna love it. Now close your eyes so I can guide you in.” Grayson reassures you as you slowly close your eyes. You hear a “click” followed by the door being opened. He places his hands on your shoulders and you began to walk forward.

“Alright, just a few more steps…..okay open!”

You open your eyes to see the room decorated from top to bottom. Red balloons at the ceiling while red petals covered the floor. There were 2 glasses of champagne on the dresser while the bed had petals in the shape of a heart with both of your initials in the middle.

You were in utter shock, but tears started to brim within your eyes. “Gray I-I don’t even know what to say this is all so beautiful.” You managed to choke out as he ran to your side.

“I’m so happy you love it, doll. I wanted you to know that for you, I’ll always go above and beyond. You’re everything to me.” He smiled, wiping the tears that fell down your face.

“I love you, Grayson Dolan.” You smiled, standing on your tippy toes, so you can press a kiss to his lips. He returns the kiss which quickly turned into a heated makeup session. He picked you up which caught you off guard, but you wrapped your legs around him anyway.

Grayson led you to the bed while surprisingly not breaking the kiss. You started to moan softly in between kisses which only fueled him more. He started to remove your clothing while you did the same. You guys have had intense make-out sessions before, but something about tonight feels different. You felt butterflies in your stomach again, but you knew this feeling felt right.

Now only being left in your bra and panties, you pulled away from him and looked up. His lips were a plump pink, his biceps and abs were toned, and his eyes were full of lust. This is the man you married and now you were about to be one with him.

“I’m ready, Grayson. I’m ready to feel all of you.” You declared, biting your lip slightly. You’ve waited all this time and it’s finally here.

“If you feel uncomfortable we can stop whenever okay, doll? I know this is your first time and everything and I don’t wanna-“

“Gray, please. I just need to feel you.” You whine, wrapping your hands around his neck and pulling him closer.

“Needy girl aren’t you? I’m gonna make you feel so fucking good.”

With that he started pressing pepper kisses to your neck, finding your sweet spot instantly. He went from your neck to your collar bones and ended at your boobs.

“Sit up so I can see those pretty tits, huh?” You felt your cheeks get warm, nonetheless, you obeyed. He removed your bra as you laid back down on the bed. Gray took one look at what was in front of him before he started to caress your left boob.

“God I can’t wait to just devour you.” He growled before wrapping his lips around your right nipple. The more he sucked, the better it felt. You started to squirm under him at the sensation. You’ve heard of nipple play and nipple orgasms before, but you never thought you’d reach one. A feeling started to stir in your stomach and Gray noticed it too because he stopped immediately after.

“Why’d you stop? That felt so good.” You pouted, hitting him in his bicep. “I wanted to tease my girl. But don’t worry it’s all about you tonight.” He winks, taking your body while he presses more kisses against your stomach. Your pussy was so hot by now, that you’re sure he felt the heat. When he reached your panties, he lifted your body slightly so that he could slide them off.

“Y/N, how are you already soaking for me? I barely did anything.” He purrs, sliding his pointer and middle finger up your pussy in the shape of a “V”.

“Like you said I’m a needy girl…Daddy.” You figured you’d try something considering it’s your first night. 

“Daddy huh? You’re dirtier than I thought, doll. Now let Daddy take care of you.” Grayson pressed a few more kisses across your thighs before he started eating you. His tongue was licking your folds like you were his last meal. You’ve always imagined what his tongue would feel like, but this exceeds your expectations.

Your hands found their way to his beautiful brown hair, tugging at what you could hold. A loud needy moan escapes your lips when you felt his tongue enter you. The louder you moaned, the tighter he gripped your thighs, his fingertips turning white.

“Fuck Grayson, your tongue feels so fucking good. Fuck!” You pant, starting to lose control as your hips buckled. 

“I’ve wanted to taste you for so long, Y/N. You taste so sweet.” He whispered, lips glistening with your juices. You wanted to bring him up so that you could taste yourself, but then he sticks a finger in.

“Holy s-shit,” You managed to spit out, eyes rolling to the back of your head. This feels like heaven, you thought. The wet sounds of your pussy & your moans were filling up the room. “You like this huh? You dirty girl, tell Daddy how much you like it?” Grayson hissed, adding another finger which just drove you crazy. 

“I love it, Daddy! Please I’m gonna cum!” You cry, almost yelling. “Mm not yet, you better fucking not.” He demanded, removing his mouth and fingers. This angered you once more, but you knew what was coming next. He got up to pull down his boxers and you saw his dick smack his stomach. You’ve seen him naked before but this was something else. 

Grayson was huge and you being a virgin was about to be in for a “big” awakening. “You ready doll? I will go easy on you. Don’t wanna hurt my precious girl.” He smiles, caressing your cheek. “I’m ready, Gray.” You return the smile, anxious for what was to come.

He slowly slips it in and your eyes immediately go shut. Grayson hovered over you, arms by each side. 

He was going slow as he said, but it took a minute for you to adjust to his size. When you were finally adjusted, you didn’t want him to stop. He noticed you were comfortable so he started to pick up the pace. “Oh...my...god,” You gasped in between thrusts. “How does it feel, baby? Am I doing good?” He asks, as one little curl fell across his forehead. “Good? You’re doing amazing, daddy. Go faster, harder..” You moaned as you gripped his arm. 

Grayson followed your wishes and started pounding into full force. Moans and whimpers started to escape his lips as well as yours. “God damn Y/N, you’re so wet and creamy. I love the way you feel mama.” He whimpered softly, now grabbing both of your legs and putting them on his shoulders. He’s fucking you so hard now, you swear you’re seeing stars. “Don’t stop…please. Feels…so good.” You whined, watching your boobs move to the rhythm of his thrusts. 

“Play with yourself for me. I wanna see you touch that pussy of yours.” He slurred as you obeyed. You used your dominant hand to rub your clit in circles. “Yeah just like that. Don’t stop either, doll.” He moved your left leg to his right shoulder, which allowed him to move deeper into you. 

You continued to play with yourself, your hand getting sloppier with each motion. You felt yourself reaching your high, but you couldn’t keep up for much longer. “Grayson I’m getting close, but my hand it’s getting tired.” You sighed, slowing down your pace.

“Keep playing until I tell you to stop.”

With that, he was using everything in his body now. The bed was shaking and the slaps of your bodies were all that was heard. “Fuck! Holy shit Grayson!” The sheets were coming off the bed because of how hard you were gripping them.

“Cum for me baby. Give it to me. I wanna feel you cream all over this dick.” He grunted as you felt yourself release on him. “Shit shit shit,” was the only thing you could say at this point while he was reaching his end too.

“Fuck doll, daddy’s gonna fill you up. You’re so good, baby shit!” You felt him release into you, his cum filling up your tiny hole as your body shook beneath him. Grayson slowly pulled out and you felt the mix of your cum and his leak out of your pussy.

He took his pointer finger, inserted it in you then put it in your mouth so you could taste the both of you. You licked his finger clean and he pressed his lips to yours so that he could have a taste as well. He laid down next to you, embracing your body in the process. He moved the sweaty hair from your face so that he could give you a forehead kiss.

“You were amazing, beautiful. I love how vocal you were.” He expressed, giving a kiss to your lips once more.

“So were you. I can’t believe I get to have you all to myself for the rest of my life.” You giggled as he laughs as well. “I wouldn’t want anyone else to have me. Nobody but you.” He responds which made your heart flutter. This is the man who you gave yourself and you couldn’t be happier.

“Goodnight Mr. Dolan.”

“Goodnight Mrs. Dolan.”

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[austinstyles]

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[strangerquinns]

Ethan Dolan Masterlist

Concepts + Blurbs

FLUFF

proud

insecure

date night

sunday cuddles

soulmate

ashamed + angst

ANGST

distance (part two)

abandoned + fluff 

best friend

near death

enemies

used + smut-ish themes

SMUT

bent over

morning sex

cockwarming

OTHER (NO THEME INPARTICULAR)

enemy to lovers

#ethan dolan x reader #ethan dolan x female reader #ethan dolan x you #ethan dolan x y/n #ethan dolan fic #ethan dolan fanfic #ethan dolan fanfiction #ethan dolan imagine

[buddiedaydreamer911]

everytime i’m writing fanfiction and i accidentally write Ethan instead of Eddie, i automatically get war flashbacks to when i did nothing but read and write dolan twin fanfics for a few years straight

(now that i read buddie fics on AO3, it makes me wonder if AO3 has dolan twin fiction on there but i’m scared to open that rabbit hole again lmao)

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[exclusivedolan]

woah! it’s been a very long time since i’ve been on here… where’s everyone? how is everyone?

#dolan twin fanfic #dolan twins #ethan dolan #ethan dolan fluff #grayson dolan concept #grayson dolan #fanfic #dolan fandom #grayson dolan smut

[butdjgn]

I just saw this edit and this just popped up.

Ms attitude (Grayson Dolan smut)

You start shifting in your bed clenching your jaw. You soon open your eyes to loud noises like building tools. You look around the room and realize Graysons not in bed. You put on his oversized hoodie on covering your naked body. Walking to back the porch. You see it’s Grayson building. “Good morning beautiful” he says with a innocent smile. You roll your eyes slamming the door shut.

After avoiding him all day you decided to go in the back yard.

Admiring the pool and trees, listening to the birds chirp. Grayson opens the back door and starts walking to you. He sits on the ground right in front of you to where he was looking up at you . With his knees to his chest he looks up at you, he takes a deep breath and says, “Do you wanna say sorry?” Narrowing his head down but still making eye contact with you. For what? I said not looking at him, still pretty mad at him. “You know what you did y/n. Do I have to remind you!?” A couple seconds with complete silence You finally look at him and put your face close to his. “I’m not sorry” you said seriously responding to his anger. He looks in your eyes back. Shifting his jaw to the side narrowing his eye brows down. Didn’t you forget he’s much bigger and stronger than you?

He gets up hovering over you catching himself with the handle on the chair. “Remember who your talking to” he says almost growling. I look up at him looking him with guilt. He looks dead in your face for a couple seconds after that, he Slowly backs up. he clinches his jaw looking to the side. You look down and see him clench his fist. He would never but his hands on you but he’s so angry he will literally make your legs weak for days. He strikes his hair backwards looking to the side then at you. “You’re gonna regret disrespecting me” he grabs your arm and take you to the bedroom

Leave the rest to your imagination xp

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[cadyulie]

oh my god okay so this is like a little embarrassing but i used to be huge into the dolan twins & i remember reading a fic that i absolutely loved about grayson but now i can’t find it and i really want to read it again 😭😭 it’s about the reader being a tutor for grayson’s son and he’s rich and divorced & the reader is 18 & a senior in high school and i believe at the beginning the reader had to walk in the rain to get to grayson’s house, does any of that even make sense? 💀 anyway if anyone can help that would be amazeballs

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[impaladolan]

Again - Grayson Dolan

overview: you had been denied all day, one time after another, after another— so you decided to take things into your hands, and he didn’t like that..

word count: 1.2k

warnings: fem and male masturbaution, oral - male receiving, use of toys, maledom , femsub, degradation, cum denial, swearing, and just lots of dirty/sexy talk haha.

a/n: this was actually a dream i had the other night.. spicy..

"Again."

"I-I can't—"

"Again." His voice was serpentine and accusatory, plowing through your whimpers with its baritone and timber.

"Grayson.." You whine and implore for the millionth time it seemed, aching all over for the end of this torturous trap he has you strung through.

"You disobeyed me, Y/N. Continue your pleas and we'll go all fucking night." He crosses his black slacked leg over the other, reaching to undo the first two buttons of his white dress shirt with a devilish fix upon you.

You were sat across the room from him, legs spread apart and shaking, panties in a bundle around your ankles, and your sensitive core glistening in the haze of his hungry eyes. He made you keep one hand around your clothed breast and the other wrapped around a vibrating wand that continued to buzz in your hand.

"A-fucking-gain, Y/N." His stare hardened even more so, not a drop of remorse across his hazels.

Your chest began to rise and fall fast as you moved the toy back over your pulsing bud, immediately pulling you back into a trance of seeking release. Your head fell back and your teeth sunk deep into your bottom lip, an echoing sob replacing the silence. You were already so close, being that you had been sat there for over an hour, forced to edge yourself over and over until he's satisfied.

It hurt so fucking good.

"Stop."

"No.." It came out as a whisper, but you knew he heard you when you felt his footsteps coming towards you. You didn't open your eyes until you felt his hand grab your wrist and pull you out of the euphoric atmosphere you were deeply submerged within. You pressed your thighs together to subdue your aching need and looked up at him under your eyelashes, pleading for him to finish this.

"You're not very good at doing what you're told." He shut the vibrator off and threw it to the side, leaning down to whisper his words in your ear. His hand traveled down your body until it pulled your knees further apart than before and he had his hand toying with your molten cove.

"You're sopping wet, princess." He sounded falsely apologetic, whilst you arched back again as he ran his thumb back and forth over your swollen clit. You sighed, wrapping your needy fingers around his thick forearm for support.

"Please.." Oh, it felt divine. He did slow circles while his other hand slipped under your knee and pinned it high. You almost thought he'd let you go, unravel the knot in your abdomen, and be free of his torment.

But it is not so.

He pulled away just as fast as he had been there, touching and feeling and caressing you until you were all numb and shaking for him. Another helpless wine fell from your mouth, a breathless cry more like. And he just stood there, the devil himself, unfazed except for the stir in his cock.

"Please!" You moved from the couch and down to the floor beneath him, your hands snaking up his legs and attacking his belt buckle with more than just wanton and desire. He let you undo his belt and pull it through the loops, his callous hand finding it’s way into your hair. You undid the button and pulled the zipper all the way and his trousers fell slack around his hips and you could see the waistband of his boxers.

You looked up at him for the first time, underneath the haze of his eyes and the domineering look about him. He nodded his head, silently pleading for you to go on. You pulled his slacks the rest the way down and let them pool at his feet. And your blush immediately darkened when you saw the tent in his undergarments— all because of you.

You bit your lip again and posed another glance at his face.

“Don’t get all shy now, princess.” He took his free hand and grabbed one of yours, placing it around his clothed cock and letting a rumbling groan slip from his lips. You squeezed your tiny little hand around him and watched as he moved closer to your touch, begging for it. You traced his shaft, delicate and messy outlines with your soft fingertips until you finally looped them around his waistband and let him spring free. He stood tall and wide and red and completely sensitive to you. You instantly wrapped your lips around his swollen head and let your fingers go back to tracing him, slow and soft.

You wanted him to feel the pain and torture he caused you only moments ago.

You let him go with a pop! and let your dominant hand pump him, still slow and brutally frustrating. Your other hand went to find the vibrator again, turning it back onto a low setting and letting it buzz against you while you pleasured him.

Mmm.

You put your mouth back over him once you settled into the wand, your moans rolling over his cock.

Growing impatient, he moved his hand to the back of your head and pressed you further down his dick, earning another whimper from you and a guttural sigh from him. Your breathing went erratic again and you couldn’t help but already feel the arrival of your orgasm nearing. You took another long pull from cock and let your hands wrap around him again, this time much faster and hasty.

You looked back up at him for the third time and mewled with plea. His chest rose and fell heavily too, his muscles tightening around his abdomen and thighs.

“Just a little more baby, finish.” He pushed your head back over his dick once again and you took him even more than before, trying your best to suction him and let the warmth of your tongue and mouth encapsulate him. You moaned around him again, sending him off into his orgasm at once.

He pulled his cock from your lips and let his seed cover your chest and he allowed another sigh and fighting groan empty from his chest with reckless abandon. Your hips shook at your approaching high and you wrapped your hand around the vibrator to really settle it against your sopping pussy. Your brows furrowed and your eyes almost rolled back as you felt your climax about over take you.

Sudden and unprecedented, his arms wrapped around yours and pulled you from your peak. He lifted you from the ground, threw you back onto the couch, and took your toy away leaving you a sobbing mess. True tears began to fall onto your cheeks and you squeezed your thighs back together once again, trying to tip yourself over the edge.

It wasn’t enough.

“You look so pretty, edged and on the verge of fucked out.” He laughed. He fucking laughed.

He watched you breathe and the sweat and tears dribble down you and the cum still slathered across your chest, like a claim. He settled the vibrator beside you, turned and went to sit back in the chair he was previously sat, except for this time, his cock was out and erect, his meaty hand twisted around it and easy to watch you suffer— over and over and over.

“Again.”

a/n: let me know if you liked! <3

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[ruewrote]

𝑑𝑜𝑙𝑎𝑛 𝑡𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑠 𝑓𝑖𝑐 𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡.

GRAYSON DOLAN

the only one

close call

ETHAN DOLAN

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[alrighttherescarhead]

Heyy hun! What if the reader has a child from a previous relationship! And Grayson steps in to help raise the baby. Can you pretty please write something about his reaction to when the baby calls him daddy/dada for the first time?! I feel like he’d be so soft and teary like in the vid when Ethan got him the watch as a housewarming gift!! 🥺🥺 thank youu love you so much!!

Thank you so much for the request, I love you so much 🥺<3 sorry for the longest wait ever

Grayson did more for you and your baby in 10 months than your ex didn’t in 8 long, dreadful years. Of course, the two of you did share some joyous memories – some even etched into your brain for many years to come. But those few memories would never be enough to override the haunting recollections of the relationship. What a shit show. You have no idea why you stuck around for so long.

“So where’d you wanna head first?” Grayson asks as he buckles his seat belt in, getting ready to drive to your desired destination.

“‘DONAWS!” your son screeches from the back seat.

Both you and Grayson chuckle in unison at the overly excited boy.

“Mcdonalds?” you raise a brow in surprise. “Don't you wanna go to a toy store first?”

Your son nods his head vigorously, kicking his feet excitedly into the back of your seat. Usually, this would irritate you but for this time, and this time only, you let it slide. It was his birthday, after all. 

Again, you chuckle. “Which one is it then, little man? ‘Donalds or Toys?” 

The boy pauses to debate the choices in his head. His brows furrowed in concentration as he began to stutter in a panic as if his life depended on him giving the correct answer.

“I- I- I dunno. I don’t weally wike pickin–”

Before the poor boy could get himself in too much of a predicament, Grayson steps in. 

“How about–” Gray twists in his seat to face your son. “How about we do both? At the same time! How awesome would that be, huh?!”

“Gray– you can’t take food into a toy store–”

“NUGGIES!”

Grayson looks at you with a smirk. 

“If that’s what the birthday boy wants, then that’s what he’ll get.”

*

“Where do you want to look first?” you ask as you and your son walk into the gigantic toy store, hand in hand. “Dinos? Teddys? Oh- what about the Nerf guns? There are so many cool ones to choose from–”

Even with all of the options you stated, your little boy only had his mind set on one thing. 

“Mommy, where’s Daddy?” he questions with furrowed brows, looking behind him in search of him.

You halt in position and scrunch your brows together in confusion.

“Daddy didn’t come with us today, baby.” you remind him, gently tugging his hand to keep him moving so the two of you don't hold up other customers.

“Yeah, he is! He dwiveded us here!” the boy explains in frustration, continuing to look back at the entrance in case “daddy” walked in.

Sighing, you kneel down to come face-to-face with your son. With care, you hold his face between your hands to keep his attention locked on you.

“Do you think the man that drove us here is your daddy?”

The boy nods hesitantly, watching your facial features drop as your heart plummets inside your chest. You had no idea how you were going to break the truth to him. 

“What’s wrong, Mommy? You look sad.” your son mirrors your actions by holding your face in his tiny hands. This causes your heart to melt in adoration. 

“Uh–” A lump forms in your throat causing it to tighten in discomfort, making your voice unsteady. “Gray– he’s not your Da–”

“DADDY!” Within seconds, the young boy is leaping into Grayson’s open arms, humongous grins plastered on both boys' faces. 

You couldn’t help but mirror their expressions; a smile creeping its way onto your face, spreading from one ear to the other. 

“Did you get da nuggies?” Your son whispers loudly into Gray’s ear with a mischievous grin.

“Sure did, buddy!” 

Gray holds the brown paper bag in the air, above his head, mimicking the famous scene from the lion king and sending your little boy into a fit of giggles. 

Noticing curious staff members nearby, Grayson shoves the brown paper bag into his hoodie pocket, making sure to leave enough space to be able to reach his hand in to grab a nugget when instructed to. 

The three of you begin to walk through the great toy store, searching for the perfect toy for your little boy. 

You scan the shelves thoroughly, looking from top to bottom, left to right, in a calm, relaxed manner when suddenly the perfect toy pops right into view.

You turn your head in search of your son to see him and Gray whispering. Shortly after, Gray pulls a golden nugget out from his pocket and passes it to the small boy beside him, followed by placing a finger over his lips and shushing. Your son nods and giggles in excitement before cramming it into his mouth as he looks around to check no one was plotting to confiscate his mouth-watering lunch.

“So yummy,” the little boy exclaims as he scoffs more food into his mouth. “Daddy want some?” 

“No, I – huh?” Grayson’s pace comes to a stop. He looks down at the small boy with furrowed brows. “What was that?”

“You heard him right,” you confirm with a sigh. “He thinks you’re his daddy. I’m so sorry Gray, i tried to tell him but he’s convinced you are and–”

“He is!” the little boy demands, grabbing hold of Grayson's hand. “You are my daddy, aren't you?”

The look on Gray's face spoke a thousand words. He looked as if he was about to cry.

“Is that what you truly want?” he asks softly, kneeling to his height. 

Your son nods eagerly before throwing himself into Grayson's body. “You’re my daddy.”

That lump in your throat had come back as tears threatened to spill from your glassy eyes. You were managing to keep them at bay until you look at Grayson. 

Shamelessly, Gray’s face was drenched in tears as he silently held back sobs. He sniffles and wipes his face dry with the back of his hand before pulling away from your little boy. He didn’t want him to think he was sad. 

“Did I make you sad?” the little boy asks in worry, noticing how puffy Grayson’s eyes had become. “My eyes do dat when I get sad too. It’s okay to cry, Daddy. Mama cries all the time when –”

“And that's enough of that –” you cut him off, putting your hand on his shoulder. “Go and pick out a toy before all the good toys go.”

“Otay!” Your son waddles off down the aisle, looking all over the place for the perfect birthday toy. 

You turn to Grayson to see him standing with his arms folded across his chest and his brows raised.

“You have some explaining to do.”

* 

After toy shopping, Grayson takes you all back to his to have a little nap. After putting your son down to sleep in Grayson's bed, you walk down the hallway to hear the twins conversing.

“Dude, you should have been there! He was all like “you’re my dad, right?” and then he practically tackled me and cuddled the fuck out of me. It was the cutest shit ever, i can't even –”

“Bro, you’re gushing – chill! You really love the little guy, huh?” Ethan queries with a little chuckle.

“I love them both” he corrects. 

“And we love you too.” 

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[elitegrayson]

In Lust We Trust - E.D [One Shot]

Featuring: Ethan x reader 

Warnings: 18+, smut, cheating, swearing.

A/N: heyy this is my first one shot on here and my first real post lowkey hahahah. this idea came to me in a dream so i figured i put it to the keyboard. if it doesn’t make sense or if it’s poorly written i apologize in advance but i will do my best (it’s been a minute since i’ve written smut). also the title is steve lacy inspired bc i love that man. i appreciate all feedback so lmk if you guys like this or not. 

“Do we have everything? I would hate to make another trip.” Grayson asked before grabbing the keys off of the counter. Today was Friday and your boyfriend, you & Ethan drove up north for the weekend. Every year in Geneva, the city where you guys are staying, the city has its annual celebration where the community gets together for food, drinks, games, and live music. You’re not from the community but Grayson’s cousin has a beach house that they let you guys stay at. You couldn’t miss out on an opportunity like that so you guys agreed to go.

"Yeah, I have everything. E?” you hummed, applying a little bit more lipgloss and then placing it in your purse.

“Yeah yeah I’m ready. Can we go now, I’m literally sweating my boobs off.” Ethan complains, wiping the invisible sweat from his forehead.

Most of your friends frowned upon the fact that you were going on a trip with your boyfriend AND his brother. It’s not abnormal that you guys hang out because Ethan is the one who introduced you to Grayson. You guys clicked immediately and the rest was history. The twins are very attractive, there’s no denying that, but I guess they think that Grayson can’t be the only one you’re fucking.

“We were literally waiting on you but okay,” Grayson mumbles at his older brother while the other twin just rolls his eyes. We began making our way out the door & start heading to the beach. By the time we got there, the parade has just begun. Huge & colorful floats swept through the roads and we could hear the band following behind them.

“Man I miss being in the band.” You say, reminiscing about your high school band career. It was the best four years of your life. High school sucked, but being in the band made it a little bearable.

“You could still join in college, Y/N. You were amazing at trumpet.” Ethan smiles, putting his hand on your shoulder. 

“I don’t know, E. High school band & college band are two completely different things. Plus my chops are probably dead by now.” You shrug and Ethan sends you a frown. He was always so supportive of everything you’ve done. Whether it was school or sports or even when it came to your next protective hairstyle. He was always by your side cheering you on. You’ll always appreciate him for that.

“Whatever you say Y/N. When you get back to school, it won’t hurt to try. Either way, you’ll always have my support.” He smiled at you and you sent him one in return. While you and Ethan were chatting, you noticed Grayson standing off to the side on his phone. His eyebrows were furrowed and you saw that his jaw was clenching. Immediately you walked over to him to see what was up.

“Gray baby, you okay?” You ask, placing your hands on his soft biceps. Usually, when he’s mad, you always tell him that he can take his anger out on you so that’s exactly what you tell him.

“You know you can always use me, Gray. I don’t mind-“

“Stop Y/N just leave me alone alright?” He huffs and shrugs your hands off of him. You’re taken back because he was fine this morning so what the fuck happened? You have been a little needy lately and he rarely declines your advances. Of course, he can always decline, there’s nothing wrong with that. Now that you feel guilty & you silently walk back over to where Ethan is, trying to get these thoughts out of your mind. Grayson knows that he can always come to you when there’s something wrong, but maybe being sexual wasn’t the right approach.

For the rest of the day, it was just you and Ethan. Grayson wasn’t talking to either of you and if he did it was small phrases like “I don’t care” or “I don’t know”. It irritated you slightly because you guys didn’t drive up 4 hours just so your boyfriend can be a dick. As much as you enjoy Ethan’s company, you wanted to spend some time with Grayson as well. But from the looks of it, that’s not going to happen any time soon.

Suddenly you felt the urge to pee so you asked Grayson if he could walk with you to find a bathroom while Ethan watches the table we were seated at. “Gray, I have to pee, can you come with me please?” He looked up at you and just shook his head he didn’t even say a word.

“Y/N, I can just take you. I don’t know what his fucking deal is today.” Ethan hisses, extending his hand out to yours. It caught you by surprise, but you grabbed it anyway. Grayson noticed this as well but wasn’t that phased to say or do anything. What the fuck is up with him honestly?

You guys began walking, focusing on how big and soft Ethan’s hands were. You didn’t ask why you guys were holding hands but maybe it was for safety reasons? But then again hand holding isn’t really necessary.

“Hey, are you okay?” Ethan asks, sending you a concerning look. Sometimes when you’re too caught up in your head, your facial expressions tend to show that. That’s probably what he noticed.

“Yeah just thinking about Gray. Do you think I did something?” You murmured, cringing at the sexual advances that you made earlier.

“No Y/N, of course not. He’s probably just in one of his moods, but that’s no excuse to treat you like that.” He stated, making you feel a little bit better.

“Yeah, maybe he’s just jealous of our friendship.” You snicker as Ethan nods in return. It was nothing, but a joke. If anything they’re closer than you and Ethan could ever be. So that’s not even possible.

Finally, after walking what felt like hours, you found a bathroom. You told Ethan you’ll be right out and he just nods. You pressed on the gray door, found the first clean stall, and did your business. As you were finishing up, you heard your phone vibrate. Taking it out of your purse, Grayson’s name appeared on the screen.

G: I want to apologize for my behavior. Some shit was going on with my friends, but I never meant to take it out on you. Please forgive me? 💚

You: I accept your apology, but you know you can always come to me. E and I are walking back now.

You lock your phone, wash your hands and make your way out to Ethan. You’re happy he apologized, but a part of you feels like there’s something else going on.

“You ready to go?” You ask, adjusting your purse that’s on your shoulder.

“Yeah, but since we’re alone I need to tell you something.” He trails, you don’t say anything but you continue to let him talk.

“You’re one of my closest friends, Y/N. When I introduced you to my brother a year ago, I can’t help but feel as though I made a mistake. As bad as that sounds it’s true. You seem so happy with him, but I can’t help thinking you’ll be happier with me. I mean come on Y/N, he’s been ignoring you all day and he couldn’t even walk with you to the fucking bathroom for God’s sake? What kind of boyfriend is that? He doesn’t even know how lucky he is to have a beautiful girl like you…” Ethan announces, but you are just at a loss for words. Why is he saying all of this now? He’s never shown interest in you not even in the slightest. You take all of his words into account, but you remember that Grayson already apologized for his behavior. Yet actions do speak louder than words.

“Ethan I uh- don’t even know what to say. H-how come you’re telling me this now?” You stutter, looking back up at him.

“Believe me, I’ve tried to get these thoughts out of my head for months. I’ve been on so many dates with girls, but at the end of the night, you’re the only one on my mind. I just figured it’d be now or never.” He explains, stepping a little bit closer to you.

“I know you feel the same way. Don’t act like you didn’t see me catch a peek of that body this morning, Y/N. Next time when you’re putting on this lime green bikini top,” Ethan smirks, running his fingers up and down the strings. “Make sure to close the door all the way. Unless you purposely left it open for me. Either way, I’d love to see those pretty tits again.” Immediately you felt your cheeks get hot. How could he be saying all of this? You did notice him peaking this morning, but you figured if you didn’t say anything he wouldn’t notice. That failed.

At the same time, you were extremely needy and can’t even remember the last time Grayson touched you. It’ll just be one time and that’s it.

“We gotta make this quick and it can never happen again, do you understand? Luckily, he gave me the keys to the Bronco.” You smile, dangling the keys in front of his face.

“Perfect.” He smirks.

When you guys made it back to the truck he wasted no time. He sat in the backseat and pulled you so that you were sitting in his lap. He started kissing you softly and a moan escaped your lips. You felt him smile in the kiss as his hands traveled down your back. He undid your bikini and started pepper kissing around your chest until he reached your tits.

“God they’re even more beautiful up close.” Ethan bubbled, taking both of your boobs in his hands and giving them a small squeeze. He placed the left one in his mouth while his hand massaged the other. His tongue danced around your nipple. His tongue felt amazing, Grayson couldn’t even compete. You started to grind slowly on Ethan and soon enough you felt his hard-on poking through. 

“Feels so good, don’t stop E.” You managed to say between moans and he follows your commands. He takes one out making a slight “pop” noise with his mouth and continues to the other. 

You know you shouldn’t be with him, but he’s doing such a good job. Something about doing stuff you’re not supposed to do is turning you on even so might as well let him know that.

“I need you now.” You lean to whisper in his ear, then you begin to remove your shorts. “Y/N are you sure? We can stop and just pretend this never happened-“ You cut him off. “Can you shut up and fuck me please?” You whine, moving around on his dick yet again.

“Your wish is my command, princess,” Ethan smirks crashing his lips into yours while you also pull his shorts and underwear down. You managed not to break the kiss as you pull your swimsuit bottoms to the side with one hand while the other grabs his members so that you can insert him. When you’ve finally matched it up, you let go and slide down.

“Holy fucking shit..” He grunts, trying to adjust himself to your tight pussy. You place your hands on his chest and began to slowly move up and down on his dick. You hate to admit it, but he was fucking huge. Ethan’s ego can sometimes get the best of him so you made sure to limit your praises.

He moved his hands from around your waist and placed them on your ass to give it a smack then a tight squeeze. You moaned and winced at his touch. “Yeah, you fucking like having that ass smacked?” Ethan asks looking at you with dark, lustful eyes.

You didn’t answer him until he placed his hand on your throat. This surely caught your attention. “Answer me when I’m talking to you.” He says once and you nod eagerly. “That’s a good girl, now keep riding me and don’t stop.” You start to pick up the pace, but quickly you start to get messy. Tears started to brim in your eyes, causing your mascara to run down your face.

“I can’t take it. You’re t-too b-big for me.” You stuttered, trying to figure out where to place your hands. “Slow it down for me baby. That’s right, Grayson doesn’t even know what to do with all this.” He groans, running his hands up and down your toned body. Ethan placed kisses in between your boobs again and then started fucking you hard from beneath.

“Fuck Ethan oh my god yes,” You moaned, feeling your stomach tie into multiple knots.

By now the car is filled with your moans and the sounds of your skin clapping together. The fog started to appear on the windows and by now Grayson was probably wondering where you guys were. You’re sure he’d never imagined this and neither did you.

“Look at how needy you are taking my dick. You’re so fucking bad, Y/N. Imagine what Grayson would think when he sees me fucking this shit outta his pretty girl huh? Does he fuck you like this, Y/N?” Ethan’s words are turning you on by the second and you feel yourself reaching your endpoint.

“Keep t-talking, Ethan. You’re doing so good.” You whimper, moving your body forward so that you’re placed on his chest and your ass is sticking out.

“You look so beautiful taking me. You don’t know how long I’ve waited for this moment. How much I thought about fucking this tight little pussy of yours.” And that was all you needed to hear before reaching your high. You clawed your fingers into his shoulder as you rode it out. He was approaching his climax as well, pounding into you with all his power.

“Can I cum in you, Y/N?” He moaned out. “Yes fill me up p-please.” You practically screamed and seconds later you felt his warmth shoot inside of you. By now you’re still laying on his chest, beads of sweat sprinkled across your forehead. You both focused on your breathing and tried to process what you just did.

You just cheated on your boyfriend with his brother.

You readjusted your bikini buttoms and looked on the floor to find your bikini. As you put it back on, someone knocked on the window. You and Ethan both turned to look to see who it is. Your heart dropped when you saw that it was none other than Grayson.

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