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jtsfavslut · 4 years

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Hear me out!! Grayson playing a game or on a phone call with all his friends and you start going down on him😌👀

Ohh nonie, I hear you loud and CLEAR!!

NOW LET ME JUST LEAVE THIS TRASH HERE AND DIP!!

It had been that stupid Among Us game. Somehow Ryan convinced them to get and everyday they played, for hours on end. Which meant you got no attention.

Sometimes you swore he did it on purpose because he knew you were a whore for attention. He knew you wanted his and only his attention, and he wasn’t giving it to you.

But tonight? Tonight you were fed up, he had been basically ignoring you for the entire week.

“Gray,” you spoke walking inside the room after taking a shower; he was sitting on a small couch he had, and the phone in his hand, like always.

He just hummed and didn’t look up from his phone, and that was the last straw for you.

“You’ve been ignoring me, all week,” you whispered and crawled on his lap, making him drop his hands to the side, causing his phone to fall.

“Y/N, I’m just playing a game, don’t tease me,” he glared at you and you smirked.

“Would you rather have the game or my mouth?” you pouted before leaning down to peck his neck, the scent of his cologne making you feel at ease.

When he stayed quiet you crawled off his lap and he quickly got up. You mentally smirked, knowing exactly what you were going to do, and what was going to happen after.

You slowly dropped down to your knees and brought your hand up to the waistband of his pants, pulling them down painfully slow.

You palmed him through his boxers, earning a glare from him, making you giggle at the way he completely forgot about the game.

”Y/N,” he steely said, warning you, but you purposely ignored it.

Finally pulled his boxers down, freeing his dick from being compressed by it.

You brought your hand up to your mouth, spitting on it before slowly grabbing him, slowly and teasing jerking him, a groan falling past his lips at the feeling of your hand around him, you continuing to make eye contact as you slowly jerked him off.

You softly kissed his tip making him let out a throaty moan, he threw his head back mummering out a few quiet ‘fucks’

“It’s all you now daddy,” you sofly said, sounding so innocent he just wanted to slam you against the wall and fuck you until you were moaning so loud everyone heard you, but this had do to, since his brother was next door, and so was ryan.

You dropped your hands, putting them behind you making your tits almost pop out from the tanktop you were wearing.

“Did you lock the door?” he whispered and you nodded your head.

“You gonna fuck my mouth or not Gray?” you asked with a pout and he let out another groan, before roughly grabbing your hair and lifting your face up, making you let out a giggle.

He leaned down, pressing a quick kiss against your lips, and spitting in your mouth

“Ready princes?” he asked and you nodded your head, eager to feel him fucking your throat.

You opened your mouth, and relaxed your jaw as he quickly slipped himself in, he went halfway in then slipped right out, until he finally went in all the way.

“Look at you princes, dressed like a little whore just for me, Taking my dick like a good girl,” he moaned and your eyes rolled to the back of your head just because of his words.

He went faster and faster, loving the sounds of your gags and whines, bouncing off the walls just for him to hear.

“Tight little mouth, just for me,” he groaned and you wrapped your hands around his thighs. The way your nails were pressed against his skin were for sure to leave a mark.

He pushed himself all the way and stayed there for a few seconds, until your nails digged deep into his skin, and tears were threatening to spill out, but you didn’t mind, and he sure as hell didn’t either.

“Gonna come in my mouth Gray?” you asked when he pulled out for just a second. You brought your hand back to his dick, pushing him away and jerking him before taking him in your mouth again, edging him, going fast then slow, taking him all the way just to push yourself back out.

“Fuck, baby, taking my dick like a good girl” he grunted and that’s when you pulled away, getting up on your feet, as he glared at you, face filled with anger and confusion.

“Go back to your game, see if the impostor will finish you off,” you smiled and turned around, begging to walk away before his hand caught a hold of your ponytail pulling you back, pressing your back against his chest.

“You’re gonna regret you ever did that princess,” he growled in your ear before slamming you down on the bed.

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jtsfavslut · 3 years

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1 and 26 for vinnie plssss

“We’re not just friends and you fucking know it.”

“Just shut up and kiss me.”

Prompt List

“I just don’t understand how this concerns you,” you shook your head at the way Vinnie was acting.

“It concerns me and you know why,’ he raised his vice and you rolled your eyes, “And since when do you like Troy? Because just last week you said you hated him,”

“I never said I liked him Vincent. I said he asked me on a date, and I said I’m not sure. Why are you so pressed? You have a date with Meghan and I didn’t say anything,” you replied back and he just shook his head.

“It’s not the same,”

“Why not? We’re just friends Vinnie! You said it yourself. I’m not going to sit here and wait for you. I’ve waited long enough,” you shouted, feeling under pressure with Viinnie’s energy. You got up from the couch, walking towards the door

“We’re not just friends and you fucking know it,” he shouted back making you stop in your tracks.

“Vincent, don’t play with my feelings please. Once day you say you want me, then the next you just want to be friends, and you’re hurting me,” you spoke, eyes turning glossy as you felt overwhelmed.

“I’m just scared Y/N. What if we don’t work out and I loose you? I don’t want to loose. I thought we would be better as friends,” he sighed and you just shook your head as he walked towards.

“But Vin, I-,” you began saying before he cut you off,

“-Just shut up and kiss me,” he replied before pressing his lips against yours.

Your knees almost turned to jelly when you felt him against you, with so much meaning.

“Vin,” you whispered pulling away, grabbing his hands in yours.

“Hmm,”

“Don’t break my heart, please,” you whispered and he shook his head.

“I won’t, I promise,”

#gothly blurbs #vinnie hacker #vinnie hacker x reader #vinnie hacker x you #vinnie hacker x y/n #vinnie hacker fan fic

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jtsfavslut · 4 years

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could we get one of the writer pranking gray that she dosent want to kiss him and him getting all sad :(? love you! xx

Love you too nonnie!!!!!!!!

It was supposed to be a small harmless prank, that was all. Maybe for a tiktok, or for their vlogs.

When he went towards him, you quickly turned your head making his lips land on your cheeks.

“Baby, stop playinggg,” he whined and you had to contain your laughter or you would ruin the prank.

He went to kiss you again before you turned your head again.

“Alright what's wrong?” he asked, grabbing your hands and squeezing them.

“I just don’t wanna kiss you right now,” you shrugged and looked away, shaking his hands off yours and turning around making a face to the camera as you walked.

“Y/N come here,” he said and you sighed before turning around.

“What?”

“Did I do something? Because if I did, I don’t know what it is but please tell me,” he said, his face now serious and upset, “do you know what me anymore?” he asked and your heart broke.

“Baby what? No it’s just a prank see,” you replied and pointed to the camera, “I’m sorry, come here,” he added and moved towards him, wrapping your arms around his neck, standing on your tippy-toes to press your lips on his.

“I could never not want you Gray,” you murmured before kissing him again.

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jtsfavslut · 3 years

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hiii im sorry idk if ur taking requests but i feel like this would b so cute. so y/n is gray’s girlfriend n she’s latina. when juanpa starts hanging w the twins again, she meets him and rly ~vibes~ w him cuz they both speak spanish, like- they’d prank them or talk shit (or pretend to talk shit) abt them etc and gray would get kinda jealous and would try to learn more spanish? no se si tiene sentido sjdjsdjsj btw soy argentina <33 pd: sería re divertido si y/n fuera argentina solo porque nunca vi un fic con una argentina jajja pero como vos quieras <3 (i LOVE ur writing)

Hola Amor!!! That’s actually really cute, omg, like he would get so jealous, but not even of Juanpa, just of your relationship with him, and the fact that Juanpa speaks Spanish and he doesn’t!!! But Yo amo cuando la gente tiene acento de Argentina, porque me quedo media boba, cuz it 's like so satisfying omg!!!! Also, I love you!!!!

“Juanpa, he’s the Mexican guy right?” you asked and Grayson nodded his head. He was telling you how an old friend of theirs, who also speaks Spanish was coming over, and you were honestly excited.

“Yeah, he’s really funny too. Juanpa is built differently,” he replied, making you chuckle as you shook your head.

But when you finally met him, Grayson was right. Juanpa was built differently. And it was hard to tell whether he was joking about something or not.

“Hey, y/n,” he whispered when he noticed neither of the twins were paying attention. You were currently in the backyard, the twins eating something vegan that Grayson cooked, while you and Juanpa made something that you made.

“Dime,” you replied, turning to look at him, he had a weird look on his face, like he was planning something, but you didn’t really know why.

“Vamos, a hacerle una broma,” he whispered and you shook your head, widening your eyes.

“Vos esta loco, oh que? La ultima ves que yo y E, le hicimos una broma, no me hablo por todo el dia,” you replied, and turned to look towards Grayson who was already looking at you.

‘Y/N, no es nada malo, solamente pretendemos que estamos hablando de él. Como ahora,” he shrugged, you sighed but agreed after a couple of seconds.

“Que quieres que yo haga?”

“Solo sigue mirándolo y conversado conmigo,” he replied and you nodded your head, carrying on with Juanpa’s simple but funny plan.

After a couple of minutes of wondering what was so interesting about you and Juanpa’s conversation, Grayson got up from his seat, walking towards you as you tried to hold in your giggles.

“What are we talking about?” he casually asked, even if deep down he was about to combust.

“Nothing. You wouldn’t understand anyways,” Juanpa sighed and you had to turn the other way in order to not laugh.

“Oh,” Grayson let out, making you feel bad.

“It was nothing Amor, just some tea he was spilling,” you said as he sat down next to you, placing a quick kiss on your forehead.

He was jealous. Grayson got extremely touchy when he was jealous. He was normally touchy, but when he felt ‘threatened’ he would touch you more, hug you more, kiss you more, and not leave your side until he felt that his message got across.

That was just the first time, the second time Grayson felt jealous was when you and Juanpa were vibing to spanish music. Horribly singing along to the music, while Grayson had no clue on what was even going on.

“I’m so done with this,” he scoffed towards Ethan and he scrunched his face up in confusion.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean them, just look at them. When they talk, it’s always in Spanish and it looks suspicious, they have inside jokes, when he’s around she barely talks to me, they’re singing songs to each other which I don’t even know the meaning of. I mean it’s clear she likes him more than me,” he sighed, feeling a mixture of hurt and anger while Ethan shook his head.

“Grayson, how many of our friends speak Spanish?”

“Just him, and Mando, plus her,” Grayson sighed.

“How many of her friends speak Spanish?” Ethan asked and Grayson shrugged.

“I don’t know, just Mando and now him,”

“See, it’s not that she likes him more, she just found someone that she can talk to in her own language. And Grayson, Juanpa’s here like twice a week, it’s not that deep,” Ethan replied, making Grayson let out a loud sigh, that you heard, making you turn to look at him. You quickly excused yourself before walking over to him.

“Amor, what’s wrong?” you asked, a slight pout on your concern filled face.

“Nothing, I’m fine,” he sighed and you shook your head knowing he was lying.

“Bullshit. I’m not going to push you, but if you wanna talk, please talk to me,” you softly spoke and he nodded his head.

Over the course of a week, Grayson spent all his free time attempting to learn Spanish, just so that he could feel closer to you. He barely learned anything. Maybe just a few phrases and words. He couldn't expect more, after it all it was just one week and a shitty youtube video.

“Amor, pasarme mi botella,” he randomly said as you were both sitting on the couch, taking in the peacefulness of having the house to yourselves.

“I- umm sure,” you replied, not wanting to question his random and incorrect use of the Spanish language, so you leaned down to pick up his water bottle and handing it to him.

“Was that good? Or like was it bad?” He asked and you looked at him with confusion, “My Spanish, was it good?”

“It was okay, you used the wrong verb but it’s okay,” you smiled and he nodded his head.

“Well, what’s the correct verb?”

“Well, if you wanna get it over with you can just say ‘pasamé la botella’ or if you wanna be polite you can say ‘me puedes pasar la botella?’ you can use both, it doesn’t matter,” you replied and he nodded his head, whispering the sentences a few times so that he could remember them.

The second time, he said something so random and incorrect that you don’t even remember what it was, but you were starting to notice that he was acting weird, and decided to finally question him.

“Alright, what’s going on?” you asked sitting up straight and he shook his head.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean you. You’re acting weird. Suddenly wanting to speak Spanish, not leaving my side when another male is around. Did I do something?” You asked and he shook his head letting out a sigh.

“No, it’s just that you and Juanpa. You understand each other so well, and I don’t. When you speak Spanish, and I have no idea of what you’re saying, I feel like you’re planning something against me. And your inside jokes, I don’t know. I just feel like he understands you more than I do, so I tried to learn Spanish, but that clearly didn’t work out,” he replied making you pout.

“Amor, you know none of that is true. Yes, me and Juanpa are good friends, but that doesn’t mean he understands me more, I mean in Spanish he does, but he doesn’t understand me as a person, only you do. And I only like him as a friend. I like and love you as a boyfriend. And the inside jokes, don’t even make sense. But Gray, you should’ve told me this, because we purposely made it seem like we were talking about you,” you replied making him chuckle.

“I love you,” he sighed, pulling you over so that you were straddling him.

“I love you more,” you placed a quick kiss on his nose before he pulled you down, connecting his lips with yours.

“Do you think you can teach me Spanish?”

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jtsfavslut · 4 years

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imagine gray introducing you to their channel 🥺

Omggg, he would be so cocky and you’re over here shy, while he’s finally fronting that he has a girlfriend.

“Okay, so this is Y/N, she’s my girlfriend, my wife,” he says and you just wave with a shy smile on your face.

You didn’t really want to do this, but it was becoming obvious on who Grayson’s new girl was, and Grayson decided to just do it, and you agreed to get it over with.

“Anyways, she’s not this shy,” he said making you laugh.

“No, she isn’t. She’s loud like him,” Ethan said and you sent him a glare.

“Shut up asshat, acting like you ain’t loud,” you rolled your eyes and he returned your glare.

You quickly remembered the camera was rolling and snuggled yourself back into Grayson.

“We’ve been together for how long now?” he asked and you smiled.

“Seven months,” you whispered.

“So yeah, seven months, but we’ve knows each other for a year and half maybe? Yeah that long and she’s the love of my life, you know,” he said making you laugh.

“And this time is for real guys, he’s such a simp,” Ethan said making you shake your head. “I’m just glad she he humbled him down,”

“I didn’t humble him Ethan, and he’s not a simp, but anyways, that’s me, now if you excuse me, I got some essays to finish so bye,” you said before getting off Grayson’s lap and walking away before he pulled you back to him pressing his lips against yours.

“Oh yeah, she’s in college guys, so she’s smarter than Gray,” Ethan said as you walked away making you shake your head.

“And I’m smarter than you, so she’s automatically smarter than you too. Actually, she’s one of the smartest people I’ve met, and she’s so nice, I just love her,”

Doesn’t this suck ass? I’m so dry BYE-

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jtsfavslut · 3 years

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10!!

10. “did you just kiss me?”

It was unexpected. You truly didn’t know why. Or maybe you did. The overwhelming urge of feeling his lips against yours was too powerful for you to control.

And given the opportunity, that being, him on top of you, starring deep inside your eyes after tickling the oxygen out of your body, your head subconsciously lifted itself up, pressing your lips against his until you realized what you were doing. You quickly pushed your face away, covering your flushed face with your hands.

“Did you just kiss me?” He asked, body still on top of you, hands cornering your body as you slowly nodded your head, a million thoughts running by, and not a single coherent one.

“I’m sorry I-,” you began saying before getting cut off by his voice.

“-Do it again,”

“What? Grayson I’m sorry I didn’t mean to,” you frantically apologized, not processing his statement before he cut you off again, this time with a chuckle.

“Shut up Y/N. Anyone tell you that you talk too much,” he muttered before leaning down connecting his lips with yours, hands roaming each other’s body.

Both bodies filled with hunger. Hunger for touch. Not just any physical kind of touch. An intimate, physical and love touch. Hungry for each other.

“You talk a lot too Dolan,”

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jtsfavslut · 4 years

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hey girly can you write something about being a single mom and working two jobs and it being super hard and mabye one day you meet grayson in a grocery store and he’s like come up to you or something like that i’m so bad explaining😔

I just love the idea of this, like he’ll love that child like his own!!! AHHH I JUST LOVE DAD GRAYSONNNNN, love you nonnie!!!

“Liam, I need to get back to work later, so let’s be fast, yeah?” you told your 2 year old who only nodded his head.

It broke your heart. It really did. You hated having to leave him alone with your cousin. Luckily she had offered to take care of him while you worked since she owned a daycare.

But you felt as if you were missing and wasting time. He was growing up so quickly and you were always too busy to realize it.

While you were too focused on the pastas, he had managed to take his hands from you and run away before you even realized it.

“Umm excuse me?” a man's voice spoke behind you, making you jump before turning around, to be faced with a man holding a crying Liam that was clutching onto his chest.

“Hi, I’m Grayson, Liam said you were his mom, and he ran away but couldn’t find you. He was crying in the middle of the isle,” he spoke and you nodded your head with a smile.

“Oh God, thank you! I didn’t even notice he was missing, I’m Y/N, by the way,” you smiled as he handed you your kid, who ran away from you, for reasons you didn’t know.

“Liam, I told you to stay with me. Why don’t you listen,” you groaned and his eyes watered thinking you were shouting at him, which you weren’t. You wanted him to learn that running away from you in a public place was dangerous

“I was trying to find my daddy,” he said, breaking your heart in the middle of a grocery store.

You let out a loud sigh before having to tell your son that he wasn’t wanted by his dad in front of a stranger.

“Baby, I told you this already, your daddy didn’t want us,” you replied truthfully.

After your boyfriend broke up with you because you were pregnant, you promised yourself that you weren’t going to come up with some shitty story about how his daddy went to candy land. You decided to tell him the truth, it would hurt less when he was older.

“Can he be my daddy,” he asked pointing to Grayson. A man he didn’t even meet 5 minutes ago.

“Baby, he doesn’t know us,” you chuckled, shaking your head.

“But I could,” he replied and you looked up at him surprised, “give me your number and we could know each other,”

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jtsfavslut · 4 years

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could you write were gray loves seeing you in just your panties and like an oversized t-shirt on lazy days?

We love lazy day, chilling Gray. He’s so sweet and soft, and all he want’s to do is spend time with you!!!

It’s probably every Sunday, you’re free from college and he’s free from all his meetings and whatever else he does.

You wake up around 9 am, both of you being early birds. You grab one of his shirts and a pair of panties before walking to the bathroom, brushing your teeth, and taking a warm shower, him waking up a few minutes after you, no longer feeling your presence on the bed causes a frown on his face until he hears the shower running and your soft humming.

He got up from the bed, taking off his clothes when he reached the bathroom, brushing his teeth and slipping into the showers, the unexpected pair of arms that wrapped around you making you jump until you realized it was him and relaxed in his arms.

“Morning pretty girl,” he whispered, making you smile.

“Morning,” you whispered back, laying your head on his bare chest as his hands traveled around your body, “lazy day today?” you asked and he nodded his head.

It was moments like this that mattered the most to him. Moments of intimacy.

The meaning of intimacy not being anything sexual. Being moments where all barriers are broken down. Where all facades are thrown out the window. Moments where you feel comfortable enough to show your partner your vulnerable side.

Moments where he felt that he had no worries, moments with you. Moments where it was just you and him and no one else. Yes, he loved being around his brother. But being alone with you, not doing anything you being in each other's presence was his favorite activity.

“It’s Sunday, so yes,” he murmured, lips being so close to your neck you felt the vibration from his voice in your entire body.

“I love you,” you whispered, moving away to grab the bottle of body wash before he took it from your hands.

“I love you more princess,” he whispered back, squeezing a fair amount of body wash in his hands before rubbing it on your body.

“How are you so good with your hands?” you moaned at the feeling of his hands massaging your shoulders, relieving all the tension and stresses you accumulated for the week.

“Feels good?” he asked and you could hear the smirk when he moved his hands to your stomach and laid his head on your shoulders.

“So good,” you replied and leaned your head back to get just a glance at him from your side view, before turning it back and closing your eyes.

“Gray?” you called out and he hummed to let you know he was listening, “I need to shave my legs, get out,” you mumbled and he shook his head.

“I’ll do it, sit down,” he said and pointed to the bench he had installed in his shower.

“What? No, I got it,” you shook your head pulling away and turning around, finally getting a good look at his face.

(I just needed to pop in and say something, but I would’ve run out of hot water a LONG time ago, okay back to this trash blurb)

“I got it, sit down,” he said and you sighed before sitting down on the bench as he took your razor and shaving gel and sat down next to you.

“Up,” he mumbled and tapped your knee, you shifted around sitting diagonally so that your leg was on top of him.

He placed the razor down on the bench before filling up his hand with shaving gel and massaging it on your leg, you leaned your head back against the wall and closing your eyes, feeling the razor move down your legs as Grayson softly hummed to what you recognized to be a Kid Cudi song and moved your leg around to reach other places.

“Next,” he mumbled before getting up and sitting on your opposite side, you shifted yourself and placed your other leg on him.

Feeling calm and content. And happy, happy because he made you feel all those things, he made you feel all giddy and jumpy inside, yet calm and grounded.

“Done,” he spoke after a couple of minutes and you opened your eyes and looked down at your legs with a smile.

“You’re the best. Thank you,” you smiled before leaning up to place a kiss on his lips.

“No, you’re the best,” he smiled pulling away before pulling you back in, “I'm gonna finish showering, wait for me in the kitchen,” he added and you nodded your head.

You walked out, drying yourself with a towel before slipping on your underwear and t-shirt.

You walked to the kitchen and started to take out all the ingredients for his famously infamous vegan french toast. It became a routine for you, getting up, taking a shower together, and making french toast together. Then watch a movie while eating breakfast, make lunch, watch a few movies, and then order dinner and watch more movies or just play a random game, or just enjoy each other’s presence.

“God, I love you like this,” you heard him groan from behind you, making you turn around while giggling.

“And I love you like this,” you replied signaling to his shirtless self with a pair of grey joggers.

“I love us,” he whispered and walked towards you.

“I love us too,”

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jtsfavslut · 4 years

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Can you write something where y/n goes skating with the twins and gets scared when Grayson falls into the mountain so maybe she takes care of him when he gets hurt, love youuuu.

Sis, Ms Y/N is bold because I would’ve stayed home, i rather watch someone else get hurt than this dumb bitch.

Maybe he wanted to give you a heart attack, or a stroke. One of the two. You closed your eyes, and turned your head many times, letting out a hiss every time you thought he was going to fall, or when he actually did fall.

“Grayson! You’re gonna get hurt,” you whined/shouted but he didn’t listen, just smiled.

“I’ll be fine babe,” he shrugged your concern off before walking back up.

And it finally happened, he lost control and fell face first, making you squeal before running towards him.

“I fucking told you Bailey,” you scolded him, grabbing his hand and pulling him up while he groaned and grunted, “look at you, all bruised up, look it,” you added getting on your knees looking at his bloody thighs.

“Baby, I’m fine,” he shrugged while hissing, since the scratch was pretty big.

“Fine? If this is fine to you, then death must be okay,” you scoffed before getting back up, “Thank God I brought stuff. You’re so dumb did you know that? Really fucking dumb,” you spoke, slightly angry but only because you were nervous.

And dramatic. But you were only dramatic because you were scared. I mean, who wants to see their boyfriend die? No one in their right mind does.

He followed you to his car where you basically had a little first aid kit, well not little.

“Why all this?” he asked looking at it.

“Because, you’re dumb and I knew you’d fall. Now sit down,” you replied, he sat down and you grabbed a bottle that you had mixed with some salt.

You did a little google research when he told you about his new activity, and you knew he would get hurt, so you prepared yourself because you knew damn well that he wasn’t, which of course he wasn't.

“It’s salt water, it’s gonna burn,” you muttered before opening the bottle and pouring it on his leg, he hissed and his leg twitched as the water streamed down his leg.

You quickly grabbed a gauze before dabbing the blood off to see how bad his cut was. It wasn’t as bad as it seemed, not deep just a long scratch.

“This is just water,” you said when you noticed his eyes widening when you grabbed another bottle of water, you poured it on, then dabbed it off.

“Here comes the fun part,” you sarcastically smiled holding up the bottle of alcohol.

“Oh God, just go, just go,” he groaned, closing his eyes and looking away, you poured the alcohol as he let out loud grunts and hisses.

And even during all the hissing and grunted, Grayson couldn’t help but think about how you would be as a mom. Taking care of your little baby’s cut when he fell off the skateboard, while scolding him of course. Scolding him for almost giving mami a heart attack. Or taking care of your baby girl when she fell off her bike as she practiced without her training wheels, where uncle E was supposed to watch her but he got a bit distracted. All he knew was that he wanted to put as many kids as he could in you.

“Are we done now?”

“Yeah, let me just put the antibiotic and bandage you up, skater boy,” you replied, grabbing the small tube before squeezing some in your clean hands and rubbing it on the scratch and putting a gauze on it, that you secure with the small tape that came in the kit.

“Done,” you smiled up at getting back up, and wiping your hands on your pants.

“Promise me we’re not doing this again?” you asked looking at him, pouting and giving him the eye that would get you anything you wanted with just one glance.

“I promise, just regular skating,” he replied and you nodded your head.

“Just regular skating,” you repeated and moved to put everything back in the backseat.

“And Ethan too, I don’t want or need anyone getting hurt,” you muttered, putting everything back in the bucket you brought it with.

“What would I do without you?” he asked, getting up from the seat and wrapping his arms around you.

“Die on a mountain, trying to skate,” you joked and he shook his head, you turned around so that you could face him.

“I’m serious,”

“A lot of things, everything you do is you Gray,” you whispered and he shook his head again.

“Yeah, but you keep me grounded. You keep me at peace, and if I wasn’t in peace, I wouldn’t be able to do things,” he whispered, making you blush.

“Yeah? Well, you keep me grounded and at peace. You make me feel loved,”

“That’s because I love you. So so much. More than I love myself,” he kissed your forehead and you chuckled.

“Huh, really? Because I love you more than anyone, my love for you is bigger than the amount of stars in space,” you replied and he shook his head.

“And I love you more than that,”

“I don’t really have anything else to argue with, since you scared the intelligence out of me,” you replied, making him chuckle.

“And when you find a bigger amount, I’ll always have a bigger one to reply with,” he spoke and you playfully rolled your eyes.

“Can we agree to disagree that we love each other more than the other ones does?” you asked and he nodded his head.

“I respectfully agree to disagree that you love me more than I love you,” you said, making you chuckle.

“And I respectfully agree to disagree that you love me more than I love you,” you smile before moving away to press your lips against his.

“Just know that I’ll always love you more,”

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jtsfavslut · 4 years

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could you give us one we’re the reader goes shopping with gray at victoria secret and he helps her pick stuff out ;) ly!!

Can we just talk about how much I hate that store?? Like maybe I’m just broke but I refuse to pay $80 for a bra and ONE pantie. Like Walmart got the same bra for 5 dollars, I’m going with Walmart, also the bras there are so tiny like the D’s are like a c….. But for the sake of Tumblr i love it.

“How bout’ this one?” you asked picking up a pair of red lace panties, in which Grayson nodded his head in approval of.

It was his idea. He randomly got up and told you to get dressed because he needed to go to the mall.

And when you got there, he struggled to find the store he was looking for, you asked him if he needed help and he told you he didn’t so you followed him all the way to Victoria’s Secret, which at first you were hesitant about going in, but he managed to convince you.

“I like this one,” he mumbled pointing to a black lace bodysuit type of lingerie making your eyes widen.

“That?” you asked pointing to it, just to make sure you were referring to the same thing, in which he just nodded, and looked through it to find your size before stuffing it in the basket they gave you.

“Babe, we already have so many, I don’t need anymore,” you whined, feeling like you’ve been in the store for hours.

“Okay, let me just, get two of these,” he said and stuffed two of the same white pair of panties in the basket.

“Why two?”

“So that when I rip it off of you, you have another one,” he replied before grabbing the basket of your hands and walking towards the cashiers, leaving you standing dumbfounded before speed walking to catch up to him.

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jtsfavslut · 4 years

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can you do something about trick or treating with Gray? we know he doesn’t party and i feel like he would love to just be a kid again one halloween

Miss ma’am, I love this!!!! Also I’m sorry this sucks more dick than anyone I know. But we stan Mr. Treat you body and mind right during Halloween!!! Love you<33333

As we all know and have heard way too many times; Grayson Dolan doesn’t party. Grayson Dolan is also a Halloween enthusiast. Mix the two and you get a sober 20-year-old man in LA while everyone else gets wasted.

That’s when you come in. The famously infamous Y/N that managed to not only catch Grayson’s heart but make him feel like she’s the one. Which he was certain of.

“Baby, I got an idea,” you said walking out of your room while he was on the couch, acting like he was going to die from boredom, “what if we go trick or treating? It’ll be fun,” you added, moving to stand in front of him, him having to look up at you, at least just this time.

“Y/N, we’re 20, they won’t believe we’re kids,” he said, making you roll your eyes and crawl on his lap, this was your way of getting whatever you wanted from him.

“And that, my dear, is when the makeup and masks come in,” you said and he let out a loud sigh before nodding his head, “I knew you’d say yes,” you added with a smile before leaning down to press a kiss on his cheek until he turned his head making your lips land on his.

“Your aim was wrong,” he muttered and you shook your head.

“My aim was right, you moved the target, now come on, there’s only an hour before the sun goes down,” you said before getting off him, and dragging the man to your room.

And after a couple of minutes of Pinterest searching and seeing what you had to work with, you decided on a ‘Scarface’ costume since you had everything for it. Grayson quickly slipped into Ethan's room to borrow his white tux before coming back and taking a shower before changing, and you showered while he changed.

“Babe, I need you to sit still or the scar won’t be good,” you muttered, situating yourself in his lap, with a bottle of liquid latex on one hand and a sponge in the other.

“Kiss me first,” he said, puckering his lips, making you shake your head, but you did it anyway, you always will.

“Y/N, shit that’s cold,” he complained and you just rolled your eyes, and kept up applying the product to his face.

“I never said it wasn’t” you mutter before continuing with the process, taking a bit of toilet paper that you put on your dresser and shaping the scar up.

“Don’t get it on E’s suit please,” he said once he noticed you were about to pour blood on his face. In the actual movie, there wasn’t any blood but for the sake of Halloween, he did now.

“Now it’s my turn,” you spoke once you were done, getting off his lap while he got up to look in the middle.

“What are you doing?” he asked as he inspected his face in the mirror.

“Not much, I just need to become blonde, lucky for us, I got a wig,” you spoke as you began your usual makeup routine.

“That’s it?”

“Yeah, Elvira doesn’t suffer as much,” you replied, applying on your gloss.

“Okay, and we’re done,” you said a couple of minutes after, finally done with your costume.

“We need to take pictures before we go,” he said, getting up from the bed, walking towards you, and wrapping his arms around you.

“Sure thing Mr.Montana,” you whispered, turning your head as he began to kiss your neck.

“Do we have to go anywhere, we can have our own Halloween here?” you could feel his stupid cocky smirk on your neck, so you shook your head before pushing yourself away from him.

“No, I wanna go trick or treating. And no offense but these are all white people so they give out the big ones,” you smirked before walking away.

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“Isn’t this ironic? You’re a Cuban drug dealer, and I'm some white bitch,” you chuckled as you walked hand in hand down the street, bags filled with candy.

Surprisingly no one questioned your age, either too tired to care, or you looked like two college students just trying to have fun.

“God, me with drugs, gross,” he shook his head, making you laugh.

"We know Grayson, we know," you replied, making him shake his head.

"Did you know that they call Mr. Treat your body and mind right?" you asked and he nodded his head.

"Honestly, I'm not mad," he shrugged and you nodded your head.

"It's not a bad thing," you whispered before turning your head to look at him.

"Please promise me something?"

"What? Everything okay?" he asked and you nodded your head chuckling.

"Please promise me that you'll be careful. Just looking at this scar is making me sick," you replied, placing your thumb on his jawline as a sweet smile spread on his face.

"I promise I will, but I think I look hot," you shook your head at his ignorant and sweet response, "don't you think so?"

"You always look hot Gray," you whispered truthfully. You knew he needed the reassurance, "always," you leaned up to press a kiss on his jaw.

You pulled away before he pulled you back in, this time pressing his lips against yours.

"I don't like this new thing you're doing. This new habit of yours," he scoffed and you looked at him with confusion.

"Habit? What habit?"

"This thing. Kissing me everywhere but the lips. I don't like it. It makes me mad," he replied, making you giggle.

"So you want me to only kiss you on the lips?" you asked, knowing what he was referring to, but wanting to kiss him.

"I'm not even going to respond," he scoffed, shaking his head.

“What do you say? The first one to the house gets to keep all the candy, and they can do whatever they want to the other person?” you smirked and his eyes immediately darkened, filling with lust and desire. The desire to destroy you.

“Okay, go, you got 10 seconds,” he said and you ran.

Yet, he still beat you to the house, where we can just say that he had a lot of plans for that night.

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5 & 19 with Grayson :)

“Well. Yell, scream, say something. Anything”

“I think I’m in love with you, and that scares the crap out of me”

Starstruck. Frozen. Glitching.

Are all terms that could be used to describe you right now. Hands into tight fists, legs filling like nothing but stable, head full, yet no thoughts. Not a single thought in your head could’ve been translated into the English language or any language in general.

“I-,” was the only thing that you were able to say, which wasn’t really helping your or Grayson’s case.

In your defense, with the new’s he just dropped you doubt anyone would have a different reaction.

“Y/N. Well. Yell, scream, say something. Anything,” He said grabbing your hand, only for you to pull it away and take a step back.

“Grayson I-,” you began to say before your eyes prickled with tears.

“Is that all you can say,”

“What do you want me to say Grayson,” you raised your voice as a single tear streamed down your face.

“Yesterday you were confessing your feelings for me and now you’re saying you got someone pregnant! And you expect me to have a well thought and thorough answer,” you scoff, “I think I’m falling in love with you, and that scares the crap out of me,” you mocked, shaking your head, more tears falling as you rolled your eyes.

“Y/N, but I love you,” he whispered and you shook your head.

“Do you? Do you really? Because if you we wouldn’t be here, having this conversation,” you scoffed before grabbing your stuff and walking towards your car.

“Have fun being a dad Grayson,”

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jtsfavslut · 4 years

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okay, gray watching his girl dance and sing to “yo perreo sola” from bad bunny, and when the “papi, si” part comes he’s all like :0 btw this is randomg but do you hear “papi, si” OR “papi, sigue”

THE POWER!!!!!!!!

Again, he has no clue what the song saying, he knows a bit, because he’s been trying to learn but it goes too fast for his level of comprehension.

However, when the word ‘papi’ falls past your lips, plus all the fake moaning, he doesn’t care what the song is, it’s like if a was frozen.

You turn around when you felt a presence behind you, to be met Grayson and his mouth wide open, winch then turns into a smirk.

“May I help you?” you asked because he was still starring at you.

“How bout’ you put that filthy little mouth to good use?”

Also, I searched the lyrics up and it says ‘papi sigue’ but i swear to God it said ‘papi si’ and I’ve listened to that song TOO many times.

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jtsfavslut · 4 years

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omg wait maybe dad gray and he's letting his kids do what they want and y/n says no because they have to do something around the house, maybe the kids are teens? luv you

Nonnie, I feel like Grayson would let his kids do anything just because they're cute. Like sir, NO<3 not in this household.

“Adrian, where do you think you’re going?” you asked your older son as he was grabbing his keys and about to walk out the door.

“To Liam’s dad say I could go,” he shrugged, you blinked your eyes repeatedly before chuckling.

“Did you clean your room?” you asked and he shook his head.

“Did you take out the trash?” he shook his head

“Did you do anything I told you?” you asked and he shook his head rolling his eyes.

“Roll your eyes again, Imma smack them there,” you said and he groaned, “now go do that stuff then you can go out,”

“But dad said-,” he began to argue before you cut him off.

“Your dad got into too many skateboard accidents to have common sense,” you shook your head and pointed to the stairs telling him to go do what you told him to.

“But-,”

“Adrian, listen to your mom. You told me she told you to ask me,” Grayson said as he walked towards you, standing next to you.

“I said that once you did everything I told you to do, you could ask me what you wanted,” you sighed.

You could say Adrian was going through his teen rebellion years, which was exhausting but what could you do.

“I wasn’t like this when I was 16 was I?” you asked yourself as Adrian left and finally did what you told him to.

“Probably not,”

“I just hate when they lie. Like I shouldn’t even let him go out at all. They probably hate me, for being so strict,” you said running your hands through your hair, “it’s like we're playing good and bad cop,”

“Who's the good cop?” he asked and you shook your head.

“It’s you. You’re always saying yes, and I’m always telling them to do chores and stuff. It's always ‘but daddy said yes’ and I have to go shut it down because they didn’t do what they were supposed to,” you replied shifting in your seat to face him, “last week, Lyah wanted to make cookies and I said no because she always makes a mess, that I have to clean up. But no, she went to daddy and guess what daddy said? He said yes, and guess what happened? Mommy had to clean all the dishes at 10pm because Lyah left everything dirty,”

“Baby, I’m sorry, I guess I just wanted to give them everything, and I didn’t see it was making them be that way,” he sighed pulling you into him, laying your head on his shoulder.

“It’s not that, Gray. Sometimes you can’t just hand them everything. But we have to work together. Being parents is being a team, and you gotta help me out here, because they don’t listen to me at all,” you sighed and he nodded his head.

“I promise, from now on that I’ll help you,” he replied, placing a kiss on your forehead before your 5 year old came down the stairs.

“Daddy, can me and Lyah go to the movies?” she asked Grayson, but he turned to look at you and you shrugged.

“Did you do what mami told you to do?” he asked and she shook her head.

“Then no. If you don’t do what mami or me told you to do, then you don’t get special privileges,” he said and she glared at him and started to stomp away before you called her back.

“Alyah, respect your dad, we don’t do all that glaring and tantrums and you know that,” you spoke pointing your finger at her.

“I’m sorry mami, and I’m sorry daddy,” she sighed and you nodded your head.

“If you and Lyah wash your dishes, and you put away all your toys then you can go,” you added and she ran towards you giving you a hug, then giving Grayson one.

She ran away, yelling her sister’s name, they did all the stuff, and all three of them left about the same time, leaving you and Grayson alone.

“Wanna make another one?”

Doesn’t this suck ass? Yes, yes it does.....

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can you do a concept on teaching gray spanish?? i feel like that’s be so funny🥺🥺

Ma’am, I wanna teach him SO bad, like so FREAKING bad!!!!!!

“Baby, roll your r’s for me,” you smiled up at him, as he did it, “alright, not bad, now say carro, is just car”

“Carro,” he replied, making you giggle at his attempt to roll his r.

“Baby, don’t laugh at me, I’m trying here,” he playfully whined making you shake your head.

“Okay now say, aveces,”

“aveces,”

“Aveces me gusta,” you said and tried to contain your giggles so he didn’t get suspicious.

“Aveces, me gusta,”

“Aveces me gusta beber leche,” you said finishing the sentence and he nodded his head.

“Aveces me gusta beber leche,” he said and you nodded your head with a smile, “so what does that mean,”

“Sometimes I like to drink milk,” you said and he groaned.

“Baby, that’s not funny,” he rolled his eyes.

“Yes it is, should we do it to E?” you asked and he nodded his head.

You both got up, running towards Ethan’s room to torment him.

This sucks bootie and Im sorry

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jtsfavslut · 4 years

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i know you said youre not going to write but. Grayson with a hispanic/latin gf and the reader calling him “mi amor, papi, corazon, mi cielo, etc” love u girl, i know you can write a bomb assss blurb w thiss.

Oh god, i live for this!!! Love you nonny!!!!

You were maybe studying for your midterms, making you extremely busy, that meant you were on your laptop for hours, studying and re-reading articles to maybe try and memorize them.

“Grayson, papi can you pass me that notebook over there?” slipped out of your lips, you didn’t even realize it, not until you never received your notebook.

“Gray?” you called out again, forcing your attention away from the computer to look up at him, starring at you in awe, “Gray?”

“Can’t you repeat that for me?” he asked with a smirk.

“I said if you could pass me that notebook,” you replied and pointed to the notebook but he shook his head.

“You called me something else,”

And in that moment, a rush of blood quickly made it’s way into your cheeks as your hands flew up to your face, letting out a few curses in the language he was oh so desperately trying to learn.

“I’m so sorry,” you let out, watching him from in between your fingers.

“Why are you apologizing?”

“Because it probably made you uncomfortable,” you sighed, putting your hands on your lap.

“If anything, it made me nothing but uncomfortable,”

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