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anonymous asked:

Can you do one were either of the boys surprise you by taking you to the middle of nowhere and has the back of the truck packed with pillows and blankets for star gazing! You’re amazing 💕

no, you’re amazing! It’s like you guys can see into my mind and know exactly what I need. I’m craving a date like this. (as much as I want to write about baby Gray, I need to shown E some love too)


“E, where are we going? I’m tired,” you whined.

You had literally the most draining day of your life. All week you had been pulling all nighters for the huge chemistry exam you had taken that day and you were starting to feel your body catching up to the lack of sleep. You also didn’t think you did too hot on the exam which was even worse.

Now, you had a blindfold on you and your boyfriend was trying to pull you out of his pickup truck after driving for about 30 minutes.

“I know, pumpkin, I know. I promise you’re going to love this.”

“It better be worth it, Dolan. You’re lucky I let you drag me out of my cozy bed wearing my pajamas.”

You heard E laugh and open the back of the truck bed. You were about to say something when you felt him tug the blindfold off, and you were amazed at what you saw.

Ethan had made up the back of his pickup truck with an air mattress and a thick comforter which was completely surrounded by fluffy pillows. Then, you looked around you to see the field that him and Gray often filmed in. It was the one from the birthday prank.

“Oh my gosh, E. What’s going on?”

He smiled down at you after he felt you wrap your arms around his torso.

“Welllll I know how upset you are about your exam and I just wanted to do something nice for you. I looked at the weather forecast and we are supposed to have clear skies tonight so I figured we can just like, I don’t know, stargaze maybe?” He asked bashfully.

Ethan often had a hard time showing his emotions, especially when it came to showing how much he truly cared for you. You knew, without a doubt, how much he loved you and you let him know all the time that you loved him too. You could tell that he was starting to second guess himself about the date idea because he wanted to really impress you.

“Babe, I absolutely love this. I can’t believe you remembered that I said I wanted to stargaze in a pickup truck!”

Ethan then calmed his nerves and smiled widely.

“See y/n, I told you I pay attention!” he exclaimed proudly.

You giggled at his goofy smile.

“Come on, you teddy bear. Let’s lay down.”

The both of you climbed into the back of the truck and stared up at the beautiful sky. Ethan then turned on his speaker to play his Tame Impala playlist. You felt at home and like nothing could touch you two.

“Y/N…I know I can be difficult with expressing myself sometimes, but, I really do love you with all my heart. I just want to make sure you never forget that,” he whispered to you.

You felt a tear forming in your eye because of how much you loved the boy laying next to you. You don’t know how you got so lucky with him.

“I love you too, Ethan. Forever and always.”



I HOPE IT WAS GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU. You guys deserve the best 💕

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dedicated-dolan  asked:

dating ethan and he asked you to come to jersey with him for his wisdom teeth removal 🙂

I personally LOVED ethan’s wisdom teeth removal video despite the amount of secondhand embarrassment I felt for Grayson lmao. You would willingly go back to jersey with him because you looked forward to helping his mom take care of him, and you would go with him to the actual appointment with Gray, Lisa and Cam. Now, picture 2018 E going to get his wisdom teeth removed. I feel like he would be 100x more extra because he really just has no filter anymore 🙊 lol but he’d wake up from the surgery and see you and be like “HELL YEAH THAT’S MY BABY….I’m gonna put a baby in my baby tonight” and you would DIEEEE on the inside because half of his family is standing right there next to you and his mom would smack him on the head for speaking like that. Gray would be laughing hysterically and insisting that he not cut it out of the video which was going to be uploaded to their channel. Ethan would continue to be a menace and try to grab your boobs any time you looked away from him AKDKWND and he’d tried to kiss you with his bloody mouth and you’d just be disgusted lol. Then, you, E, and Gray drove their truck back home and on the drive, Ethan and you sat in the back seat. He’d be singing that little song he made up “I love you soooooooooo much.”

“You should be on the TV baby, you’re a star!”

“Hell nah, TV is for pussies like Gray.”

And then he just knocks the fuck out while you and Gray start laughing and playing with his puffy cheeks.

(But don’t worry! You fed him ice cream and soup all week to make up for the fact that he embarrassed himself for the internet to see ☺️)

anonymous asked:

Building a snowman/gingerbread houses with Ethan 🤤🤤

Soft Ethan is everything. You’d probably have to beg him starting in November before he finally gives in on the week of christmas to make cookies and gingerbread houses with you. He’d surprise you by going to the store before you wake up and getting all the supplies you need and he’d even buy the most expensive gingerbread kit they have. You’d be literally soooo happy and wouldn’t stop giving him kisses and hugs the whole day because of how cute that gesture was. You’d even tease him about going soft on you and he’d respond by puffing out his chest and defending his manliness LOL but then Gray would walk in while you guys are making everything and his mouth would drop and he’d be like “I think you broke Ethan” 😂

anonymous asked:

I feel like E would be so fucking fun to road trip with. Like snacks, a long drive, great music. I need this in my life

omg yes I agree. He’s so extra and normally it’s overwhelming but on road trips it’s the absolute best. He’d make you in charge of directions and tease you about being the worst copilot ever when you accidentally tell him to take the wrong exit, and he would definitely jam out way too hard to his favorite songs on the playlist he has but it just makes you laugh. Let’s not forget the snacks! Ethan has been eating super healthy with his no dairy crap or whatever but this is his excuse to pig out so he goes ALLLLLLL OUT with the snacks at walmart and just grabbed anything he could find. He’d also see you getting sleepy after you guys have been driving for like 8 hours so he just holds your hand while he drives and let’s you get some rest because he know once you guys get to the hotel you won’t be resting much AODKQMFIS okay I’m done bye

anonymous asked:

Idk why I feel this way but I swear Ethan is the kind of guy that’s mega clingy and needy when he’s sick. He doesn’t want you to do things for him? But he just wants you as close as possible. Running your fingers through his hair? Back rubs? Laying in bed all day watching movies.

YES ANON, chief called and said that this is it. Ethan acts all tough and like he doesn’t care about stuff like that but he absolutely loves that shit when he’s sick. He makes you lay in bed with him all day and rub his back while you guys watch rick and morty or whatever shows he likes and asks you to run your fingers through his hair to help him sleep better. He even lets you do it in front of other people when he normally hates showing affection in front of others. You guys would be cuddling and watching a movie and you’d be like “E, can we take a break from this? I’m getting hot with you wrapped around me.” and he’d only cuddle you more because he’s a dick like that kciwkfjd but to make up for the fact that you cared for him all day, he would postmate your favorite food like a gentleman. Lemme stop before E gets to me 🙅🏻‍♀️

anonymous asked:

Hi!! your grayson one was amazing so do you think you could write about ethan going in bare please?? 😚

you’re tumbling around, tangled in the sheets of his bed. his hairs a mess, thanks to your fingers, and his flannel is unbuttoned revealing his well sculpted torso. as for the sweatpants and boxers he was wearing, well those are long gone now. you lay beneath him, everything off of you. you make sure he matches you and bring your dainty hands up and push the green flannel off his shoulders and then pull him down so you can press you lips to his.

he smiles into the kiss, moaning softly before pulling away and setting his forehead against yours, grinning while breathlessly saying, “love your lips, but i really need to fuck you now.”

your cheeks blush, and you quickly peck hislips before laying back against the pillow, pointing to your bedside drawer, “you know where they’re at.”

he winks at you as he shuffles to open the nightstand. while waiting, you spread your thighs and bite your lip, waiting for ethan to fufill his promise. with your eyes staring at the ceiling fan going in circle, you hear ethan sigh out and close the drawer. you turn your head to the side and see him standing there, in all his glory, with his arms crossed and a disappointed look on his face.

“got anymore anywhere else?” he asks.

you close your legs and sit up, reaching over to look in the drawer yourself. there were an old pair of your glasses, little packs of advil, random pictures from elementary school, but no condoms. with groan, you shut the drawer and plop back on the bed with your arms covering your eyes.

”no, that’s where my normal stash is.” you groan, throwing your hands down on the mattress.

“woah,” ethan crawls over you, grabbing the sheet and draping it over you bodies, chuckling under his breath, “someone’s really horny.”

you stick your tongue out at him before quirking your brows up and asking hopefully, “can we just, i don’t know, postmate condoms?”

ethan throws his head back with laughter and brings his smile face back down to bury in the corner of your neck, sighing out, “nah, i’m pretty sure they don’t do that, babe.”

he kisses you neck slowly, peppering the skin with his lips before sucking a deep purple spot right above your collarbone. you moan out, grabbing his face with your hands and making him look up at you. his eyes are still full of lust, making it known that he was still turned on. it not like you couldn’t tell though, considering the fact that his massive hard on is resting, hot and heavy, against your soft thigh. you cock up an eyebrow at him and he mirrors your image.

your heart races, you wanted him so bad. wanted him so bad you would let him go raw. loved him so bad you would. making your final decision, you grind up against him and a low groan rumbles from his lips.

“baby..” he breathes out, “better stop or i’m gonna have to fuck you anyway.”

you close your eyes at his words and nod, draping your arms around his neck and whispering out desperately, “please.”

his eyes go wide as he stares down at you, lick his lips, “for real?”

“ethan,” you whine, reaching down and pumping his cock a few times, making him hiss through his teeth, “just go bare. come inside. i’ll take a pill in the morning. i just really fucking need this.”

you don’t have to tell him twice as he lines his cock up with your entrance and pushes himself inside. his jaw goes slack from the new feeling, eyes rolling back and arms shaking. he wasn’t sure if he could hold himself up anymore, you felt so soft and warm and wet. he thought he was going to melt from the feeling. your nails dig into the skin of his biceps, leaving crescent shaped behind. he pulls out, and thrusts back in, making you moan so loud it’s almost embarrassing.

ethan grins at the effect his has on you, but his smile falters when you clench around him. he sits up on his knees and grabs your hips before beginning to pound into you. your eyes clench shut and you grind your teeth, high pitch mewls tumbling past your lips. you look up at ethan with half lidded eyes, watching him watch where you two connect, panting heavily and biting his lip. you close your eyes and arch your back, bringing your hands up to play with your breasts.

ethan leans back down, thrusting harder into you and making you gasp when he hits a certain spot deep inside you. he nods, bringing his lips up to your ear, mumbling, “right there, yeah? right-“ he pulls back and slams into you making you yell out in pleasure, “-there. that’s it.”

“don’t stop, please ethan. harder.” you beg, grasping at his back, feeling the muscles flex underneath your hands.

“don’t worry baby,” he hums, kissing the shell of your ear and maintaining the speed of his thrusts, “i’m not stopping till you cum all over my cock, again, and again, and again. you like that?”

you nod quickly, gasping out, “yes!”

“‘f course you do.” he grunts before slamming in and out of you and circling your clit quickly, “course my naughty girl does.”

you wrap your legs around his waist and moan out with your head thrown back and eyes screwed shut. your so close, you felt like your head was spinning. your chest rises up and down as you pant, sweat dripping down both your bodies as you both near your highs. he feels how close you are, running the tip of his nose along yours, kissing you lightly.

“come on, y/n. let go for me. be a good girl and cum all over my cock, come on.” he whispers.

with your head thrown back and your mouth open wide, you let go. seeing white and the tips of your fingers and toes going numb, you whine out. the feeling of you pulsing around ethan pushes him over the edge, making him moan against your lips and come deep inside you. he rides out your highs, pecking your lips one more time before pulling out.

after laying beside you, he pulls you into his side and kisses the top of your hair, mumbling against your head, “‘s nice.”

you nod, humming, “mhm.”

“i love you.” he whispers.

you cuddle up closer to him, nodding once more and kissing his jaw, responding with your eyes closed, “i love you too, e.”

Guys I have an unexpected gap in my schedule today so send in some concepts or blurbs because this snow has me in the mood to write 🥰

anonymous asked:

Y/N and her brother in law get caught underneath the mistletoe and her manz is not happy about their smooch "DID YOU HAVE TO KISS HIM ON THE MOUTH?!" "Oh my god babe."

i love dramatic E so here we gooooo

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“Oh, look! Look where you guys are standing!” Lisa yells to you and your brother-in-law, Grayson. 

“They’re under the mistletoe! Looks like they have to kiss! Uh-oh, Ethan,” Poppy John yells to your husband, who is looking at his family with his mouth wide open and brows scrunched. 

“No they don’t!” He yells, making you laugh.

“Just a peck!” Grayson protests, loving his brother’s face turning bright red. 

Without giving Ethan a second to fight back, you lean in and give your brother-in-law a quick kiss on the lips, causing the whole family to laugh, besides Ethan.

“Oh yeah, ok, so funny we all get it,” he moans and pulls you into his side. “We’re going home.”

“Ethan, babe, it’s not that serious. Also, you are home. We’re staying here this week.”

“Well, I’ll buy us tickets to go back to LA!”

“Before Christmas? Don’t go, Ethan,” one of his little cousins says from under him, holding onto his leg. “We want you to stay up with us and see Santa!”

He sighs and picks her up. “We’re not going anywhere, sweets.”

“Good!” you says and kiss his cheek.

“But why did you have to kiss him on the lips…” he mumbles, looking into your eyes with his own puppy dog, pouty look. 

“Oh my god, E.”

“Never again?

“Oh my god, never again. I promise. I’m sorry for upsetting you.”

“Good. Now kiss me on the lips. No more of this cheek bullshit today. Show Gray who’s boss.”

“Ethan!”

anonymous asked:

cuddling with e in bed on a cold morning 😍

dude i fantasize about this all 👏🏼 the 👏🏼 time 👏🏼

just imagine it’s a cold january morning and it’s a blizzard outside. the air is cold and you two are consumed beneath the covers of a white, plush comforter.

you adjust yourself in your sleep, your bare arm that is hanging out from the covers erupts in goosebumps at the cold air, causing you to shrink back beneath the blanket. upon feeling you shift, ethan naturally snuggles closer and pulls you towards him; his chin resting on top of your head, his arm around your torso.

“hello?” he whispers, attempting to see if you’re awake.

“it’s me, bitch.” you shift in your spot, cuddling your back deeper into his chest.

ethan smirks with his eyes closed, too groggy to open them yet. “you sleep okay?”

“yeah, i’m just freezing. how about you, baby?”

“i slept okay. do we have to get up yet?” ethan yawns, stretching briefly but still refusing to fully let go of you.

“my eyes are shut, can you check the time?”

“my eyes are shut too.” he admits with a chuckle, reaching out to push your hair back from your neck so he can press a soft kiss into your skin.

“that sounds like a you problem.”

ethan laughs, his eyes finally opening. “you’re the one who wants to see the time so bad, if you wanna know the time, why don’t yougo look!”

you shrugged a lazy lopsided shrug. “i guess i don’t care that much. you see, i am very busy.”

ethan snorted. “yeah so am i. spooning is very time consuming you know.”

“ah yes, i knew you’d understand. can we go back to sleep for a while? i’m still exhausted, E.”

ethan nuzzles his head into your neck in an attempt to get comfortable. “yes, baby, we can go back to sleep.”

“oh and E?”

“yeah?”

“love you.”

“love you more, babygirl.”

book of shadows ⋆ g.d

“ oH. i kind of just thought you were a magician or something .. “

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5:15 a.m.

i righted to top of the mason jar of my newly made moon water, getting ready to store it before the sun rises. near the window, the cool air seeps through, chilling my warm skin as the synthetic cotton fibers rustled and moved about on my maroon sweater.

i crept past the bed which contained a sleeping Grayson and snuck out the room trying not to disrupt the creaking wooden floor boards. my feet in a pair of fuzzy socks slid across the floor as i came to my bookshelf. i ran my fingers along the leather pages of the mythological books, feeling the groves and dents of the spine. i took my hand and gently placed it on the shelf of the bookshelf, pushing it back. it slid open, the warm smell of vanilla and cinnamon flowing into the open space i know as my chill space.

upon entering, i am met with my cat, luna, sprinting to my feet. i step in and close the bookshelf back, behind me. i grab my deep purple grimoire and go to my dark brown stained desk. luna hops on top, laying down on her fuzzy blanket atop it.

“ today, i was thinking about doing a kitchen spell today. “

“ brrrrr. “

“ ok! that was once. i promise i wont set the kitchen on fire this time. “

for a little bit of a backstory, last time i tried to perform a kitchen spell, i may or may not have created an explosion, setting the kitchen on fire. luna purred and jumped down, prancing across the wooden floor slacks, going out her pet door, a backless painting leading into here. i like to think of luna as my witch companion.


“ baby! “, i heard my whole ass heart, grayson yell. i got up and rushed out to room, carefully closing it behind me and shuffled to my room.

“ good morning. why am you up so early? “, he asked, pulling me in for a hug against his rather warm bare skin and pulling me into him and he lays back on the bed. “ just had to get some stuff done. do you want an omelette? i saw a new recipe for fluffy ones on pinterest and wanted to try it out. “

“ you’re a good cook, you really are, but you need to relax for once so i’ll make it for you. also, last time you cooked, i got a call that your kitchen was on fire.“

he brought his lips up to kiss mines as he offered and we both chuckled in each other’s embrace. he squeezed my sides as he picked me up and walked me over to my grey couch and laid me down. he kissed my forehand gently and walked into the kitchen prepping the ingredients.


“ um, babe. what is a grim-more? gri-uh-mar? whatever the hell. “

“ oh. it’s a book. “ i got up and literally slide into the kitchen. “ it’s just a book of spells. “

he face crunched as he tried to understand. “ so you are a magician! i knew it. “ he yelled to himself.

“ witch. i am a witch. where did you get magician from? “

“ oH. i kind of just thought you were a magician or something .. “


i began crying actual tears as he tried to explain himself. “ this is cool. so do you, like, make potions?”

“ i guess you could say that. wanna try a spell? “

“ ummm … abSoLUTELY! “

christmas decorating

a/n: just a little blurb on christmas decorating with the twins

ethan:

- deciding on what theme you’d want your christmas tree to be this year

- him finding penis ornaments on amazon and sneakily purchasing one or two without you noticing

- when the package arrives, you don’t think anything of it and just shrug it off

- you’d be decorating the tree and mention that a package came in for him and he just smirks as he walks away to get it

- “ethan why the fuck is there a penis ornament on our tree?!”

- you’d be pissed off and continued to decorate around the house while ignoring him

- “baby, i’m sorry” he’d kiss your neck and guided you towards the tree where he placed the ornament and you were both just staring at it “but you’ve got to admit, it’s funny isn’t it?”

- you’d both break out laughing “you’re fucking stupid” you’d say as you kissed him “let’s finish decorating in here so we can start outside”

grayson:

- you’d be out shopping for groceries, but you’d both get distracted and practically run to the christmas section at Target to look through the decorations

- when you leave, obviously you’d come out with your groceries like you planned to, but you also walked out with a new christmas tree, ornaments, christmas lights and more little decor to put around the house

- “i cannot believe we just did that” he’d say as you both packed everything in the car and sit there with smiles on your faces

- once home, you quickly put all the groceries away and approach your bags full of christmas decor and get started

- putting on some christmas music to set the mood

- once you’re both done, you’d both admire the house with hands on your hips and high five each other

- although it’s no longer decorating, you’d both settle with baking some christmas homemade sugar cookies and once they’re done you both would sit on the couch and watch some christmas movies

WTF @starrydolan

ahh,, another update lol,, i hope you liked this! i tried,, i really did try :))

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She was surrounded by thousands of books and silence filled with peace. She was slumped with projects and homeworks from school that made her back feel all achy and her head drumming around.

Her head was on her hands, trying to remove all the negative thoughts and countering attack with posstive affirmations.

A sound of a chair scraped down to the floor was heard and she looked up. Her eyes all tired and clouded with daze saw a boy. Someone with broad shoulders, amazing hair and gorgeous scruffs. It was none other than, Ethan Dolan.

Ethan Dolan, is not only the most popular guy on this school. He’s also the sweetest, smartest and most beautiful person ever, or so she heard. Ethan Dolan is the epitome of every dream guy.

She looked up to see him smiled slightly, “Is it alright for me to sit here?” He asked nicely with his signature eyebrowr raise.

Her eyes went wide for a second before she nodded her head and Ethan smiled at her. The whole time, she was feeling nervous. Her heart was beating fast, her legs kept on bouncing up and down and her palms are all wet and sweaty.

“Is there something on my face?” Ethan asked politely when he looked up just to see her staring at him.

She avoided his eyes for a second and remembered that she was caught and it would make her weird. So she cleared her throat and looked back at him. She pursed her lips and shook her head.

“C’mon, don’t have to lie to me.” He said while wiping his face with the loose end of his hoodie.

“It’s just that there are many empty places,” She pointed the empty tables. Ethan shrugged his shoulders and said, “Maybe it’s because I wanna get to know you.”

Her eyebrows shoot up, “Get to know me?!” Her voice louder than expected and she covered her mouth instantly.

Ethan saw this and smiled. “Yeah.”

“What? Why?” She questioned him and Ethan hummed and leaned in closer. “I think you’re cool, so let’s be friends.”

“Be friends?” She asked.

“It means that we’ll introduce to one another, get to know what’s your dislikes and likes, hobbies and all the basics.” Ethan explained with his hand gestures.

Finally, he stopped and put out his hand. “I’m Ethan, what’s your name?”

She was so lost put brought her hand out and shook his hand firmly, “I’m Arianna.”

“Oh, the queen of pop songs is in front of me.” He mocked playfully while bowing his head slightly.

She shook her head and pushed his head lightly, “Arianna, with a double N.”

Ethan’s eyes went wide opened and his mouth formed into an ‘O’. She smiled in satisfsction and nodded her head proudly, knowing her name is unique.

“Well, Arianna with a double N, I’ll keep that in mind.” He said while mocking a salute and his left eye dropped into a wink.

She shook her head and laughed and the both of them did, until the librarian loudly shushed them, “SHHH!!”

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your blog is amazing. so are you. you’re such a good human soul that this family should forever treasure. so,, thank you so much for being you and here!! i really do appreciate it!! keep doing you cause you’re amazing!! xx

Writing This For @starrydolan

i really hope you liked this one :)

anonymous asked:

G/E and his wife and kids are getting ready to get their first family photos taken. They are currently shopping for cute Christmas dresses and suit for their triplets.

FAMILY PHOTOSHOOTS ARE SO CUTE SKKXKW

*****

“E, what do you think of this?” you ask, holding up a tiny, white, chiffon dress studded with rhinestones.

“Looks expensive,” he responds, rolling his eyes as he looks at the extravagant dresses surrounding him in Macy’s. “And you know that they’re going to ruin it within 10 minutes of putting it on.”

“I know, I know. It’s just so pretty,” you say, adjusting one of your triplets on your hip. “Isn’t it, Lennox? It’s so pretty!”

The two year old nods and places her thumb in her mouth, watching as her two other siblings run around near Ethan’s feet and play from the comfort of your shoulder.

“I really want her to start talking,” Ethan says and takes the thumb out of her mouth, frustrated that she’s behind the other triplets.

“Can we talk about that later? We need outfits for the pictures!” you groan.

“This!” Your other daughter yells, pulling on a burgundy dress with pure white lace in place of sleeves.

“Wow! I think Sienna just found the perfect dress! What do you think, mom?” Ethan asks you, holding up the dress to her tiny frame.

“Cute!”

“And cheap! Daddy likes it,” he states proudly. “I got 3 college tuitions to pay at the same time. I’m allowed to start being a bit more frugal.”

You chuckle and roll your eyes. Ethan tried to make a completely normal life for his kids, which included acting as if he did not have the money to pay for every single grandchild in the family’s college tuition, let alone his 3 kids. “Alright, cute enough. Now to find a tux for Clyde.”

“A tux? Baby they’re toddlers. I’m sure a sweater will suffice,” E fights.

“Let me live! I’m stressed 24/7. I haven’t slept in two years. I can’t laugh without peeing. Let me have this.”

“Fine, fine,” he groans, backing off to let you control the photo shoot. “But I get to pick the theme next year.”

“Absolutely not. They’re not dressing like dragons for Christmas.”

“But babe!”

“No!”

anonymous asked:

Someone makes an offhand joke about Y/N's newborn not being Dolan's because the baby has bright green eyes and Y/N gets offended. In part because his side has never really met her side of the family (some of her relatives have green eyes and hers are brown) since they eloped over a year ago and the families have yet to meet.

Ok shit I live for drama

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“Oh wow! Look at my little grand baby,” Graysons mom coos, picking up the child and holding her close. “She’s beautiful.”

“Thanks, mom,” Gray says, putting down the carrier and greeting the rest of his family. “Y/N, why don’t you go sit and rest with the girls. I’ll be right over.”

You nod as you pull away from a hug with his Grandma. As you start to walk away, you hear his brother walk in. “Is this my little niece? Yeah?” He asks, rubbing her back as she rests on her grandmothers chest. “You sure it’s yours, Gray?” He laughs, acknowledging her olive complexion and piercing green eyes.

Gray laughs it off and hugs him, shaking his head. “Positive! Even if she wasn’t, how could you not love this face?”

As you watch the scene in front of you, you bite the inside of your cheek- trying to keep your cool after hearing that comment. Even though the family accepted you, you knew they always had just a little resentment against you being with Gray. ESPECIALLY after you convinced him to elope without letting anyone know.

You turn on your heels and go to sit with some of his cousins, staying quiet for the majority of the time. Several minutes later, Gray walks over with a big smile on his face. “Everyone loves our baby so much,” he says, kissing you on the cheek.

Despite not wanting to cause any problems tonight, you roll your eyes and squirm away from him, letting him KNOW you were pissed off.

“Uh, babe? What’s up?” he asks genuinely, taking a seat next to you, and looking into your eyes. “What did I do?”

“Nothing. Can we go home? I don’t feel go-“ you start but he protests, shaking his head.

“Bull. What’s bothering you?”

“Your brother is a fucking asshole and you don’t even care!”

“What do you mean? You haven’t even talked to him today- yet.”

“Because he’s an asshole! You know what he said. It’s mean. Is that what your family really thinks about me?”

“Alright Y/N, I’m sorry but you’re gunna have to give me some context,” he says, throwing his hands in the air. “I can’t read your mind!”

“He asked if the baby was even yours. That hurts, babe!” you admit, taking out your phone to distract yourself so you don’t cry.

He quickly takes the phone out of your hands and puts a finger under your chin, lifting it up so you’re looking at him. “Baby, that’s why you’re not talking to anyone? It was just a joke.”

“I don’t care! I know they really think I would do that to you. They don’t like me,” you whine. “Can we please go home?”

“No. We’re solving this right now. I’m sorry you feel that way, Y/N, because it’s not true. My family does not hate you. They love you! You gave them their first grandbaby! And niece! Ethan is especially excited!”

“But he sai-“

“I know. And that was rude of him. I’ll talk to him about it. No, we’ll talk to him about it, and you two are gunna hug it out!”

“No!”

“Yes! Oh my god, you two would get along great. You’re just as stubborn,” he groans, dragging you off the couch to go make up with his twin.

anonymous asked:

"Momma what is knocking up?" "Giselle where did you hear that?!" "Daddy told Uncle Gray that he was gonna knock you up this week."

Sjskskcjslc IM DEADDD

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The day was going smoothly. You were sitting around a dining room table at your in-laws house, where you all gathered for one of Ethan’s cousin’s birthday. You were sat with a few family memebers and finally having an adult conversation after being with your two children, Giselle, who’s 5, and Spencer, who’s 3. That was until Giselle decided to walk out of the playroom and up to you.

“Momma, what is ‘knocking up’?” your daughter asks you innocently, holding a new stuffed alligator from Aunt Cam in her tiny hands. “Can I do it?”

“No! No!” you respond quickly out of fear, but take a few seconds to compose yourself after as the family looks on and tries not to laugh. “Giselle, baby, where did you hear that?”

“Daddy! Daddy was talkin to Uncle Gray and said he’s gunna do that to you tonight! Wanted to make sure it wasn’t bad,” she says, hopping into your lap and grabbing a cookie off your plate.

“Oh my god,” you groan, trying to avoid eye contact with his family— which is now laughing out loud. “Baby, that’s a grown up thing. Please don’t talk about it.”

“Don’t talk about what?” Ethan asks, walking into the room to grab some more snacks, Gray trailing behind.

“You’re dead.”

“Sorry, Daddy!” Giselle shouts, hopping off your lap and running back to the playroom to hide from what was about to go down.

deluxedolans  asked:

ethan and you going sledding during christmas time with your kids

Ok so I’m pissed bc I started writing this before and then it got deleted smhhhh

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It was the first snow of the season in Jersey and Ethan had never been more excited. His twins had just turned 3 and could finally enjoy and remember playing in the snow. He woke up early this morning (for once), looked out the window of your master bedroom and grinned when he saw at least a foot of snow piling up. 

“Babe, wake up,” he whispers, shaking your shoulders lightly. 

“It’s 5 a.m., E. Let me sleep,” You groan, instinctively pulling one of the babies closer to you.

“But honey, it’s snowing! Please wake up and get the kids in their snowsuits, for meeee-”

“No. It’s 5 a.m.. Why don’t you wake them up and put them in their snowsuits if you want to go outside so badly!”

“They whine less when you do it and I wanna go outside and build some snow ramps for them to sled on!’

“No.

“Please?”

“No.”

“Please?”

“No.”

“PRETTY PLEASE?”

You groan, “You are such a child. Get outside and don’t cry to me when they’re cranky.”

Ethan entire disposition brightens and he nods, practically running out the bedroom door as you gently wake the kids. He spent an hour shoveling snow into perfect piles for your babies to sled down. He bought bright red plastic sleds as soon as he saw the forecast, excited for their first experience sledding FOR REAL. Not just those baby sleds he pulled them around in before.

Ethan smiles when he sees his three favorite faces come out the front door. “Good morning, Daddy!” you start, prompting your son and daughter in your arms to do the same. 

“Good morning, my angels! Look at all the snow! Are you excited to play?” he interrogates, grabbing his baby boy and placing kisses all over his face as he nods excitedly. “Why don’t you go first? Show your little sister how it’s done.”

He places the boy on the sled atop a tiny man-made hill. “When I say ‘go’, I’m going to let go and you’re going to slide down the hill. You ready?”

“Ready! Look at me sissy!”

“One, two, three, GO!” he shouts, releasing his grip on the plastic and watching his son fly down the 35 degree slope. “Wow! That looked so cool! Did you have fun?”

“Again!”

“No! My turn!” your daughter shouts and you smile, handing her over to Ethan.

“Looks like you can handle this for the rest of the day. I’ll be warm, inside, and eating breakfast. Have fun and don’t call me if you need me!” you say and kiss each of them, leaving your husband to a long day of ‘sledding’ and keeping the cranky kids from killing one another.

Marry Me ↯ G.D.

Warings: cursing + highkey sucks + unedited

A/N: me and Nat (@astrodolans) talked about “Grayson and your grandma” concept soooo here i am writing this and taking it a step further lol

“Sweetheart, when are you bringing Grayson home again?” Your grandma said as she cooked your favorite meal. “I love that boy, i can’t wait to see him and bake those cookies he likes.”

“Well, he’s supposed to catch a flight next weekend so we can all spend the holidays together!” You answered excitedly.

- - -

“Grayson!” Your granda said happily when you entered her house, holding hands with your boyfriend.

“Wow grandma, i can feel the love!” You chuckled; while she pinched Grayson’s cheeks, before pulling him into a tight hug.

“Come on in kids, the cookies are almost done!” She said, hurrying you inside.

- - -

“They are amazing! You have to tell me the recipe!” Grayson said with his mouth full.

“Oh sweetie, I can teach you how go cook while you stay here.”

“You should grandma! Grayson has been taking cooking lessons but he could use your tips!” You said excitedly at your gradma’s suggestion.

“Of course, we can start now! Grab the apron sweetie, we’re starting off simple with the apple pie and then i’ll teach you arancini.” She told Grayson.

“Have fun, i’ll be upstairs taking a shower.” You said; before strolling to the bathroom.

- - -

After quickly brushing your hair and changing into something more comfortable you went downstairs. Grayson’s back was facing you when you walked back in the kitchen, his muscles flexing with each of his movements.

“Hey, it smells good in here.” You said, hopping on the counter. Grayson took the tray of apple pie out of the oven; before he stepped in between your legs and kissed you sweetly. A smile made its way onto both of your faces and he rested his head in the crook of your neck. “Your grandma said i’m a good cook.” He mumbled against your skins and giggles left your lips.

“Let me taste” and he nodded while you played with the ends of Grayson’s hair. He started cutting the pie in slices and put one on a plate.

“Grayson! Holy shit this is delicious!” You yelled as your grandma entered the room.

“[Y/N]! Language!” She scolded.

“I’m sorry, it’s just so good! Thank god you taught Grayson.” You smiled innocently and acted like you didn’t do anything wrong. “Now you can cook that for me when we’re back in LA without nonna.”

“Always at your service, princess.” Grayson joked, a smirk evident on his face.

“You better be, baby.” You winked and ran a hand through his dark hair.

“Now, please ladies, leave me alone in the kitchen, i’m going to prepare my signature dish.” He said playfully.

“Baby boy, you know banana pancakes aren’t a proper dish, right?”

“Leave before i make you regret it, peach.” You scoffed lightly at his words and turned your back to him; making Grayson pinch your butt mischievously, laughing afterwards as you squealed.

- - -

“[Y/N], you two are meant for each other.” Your grandma whispered in your ear as you stared at Grayson from another room with love filled eyes.

“I’m so in love Grandma”

“You remind me of me and your grandfather when we first started dating, sweetie. And look at us now… we’ve been married for almost 50 years.” She said, lost in her thoughts.

“Ladies, it’s ready!” Grayson’s voice came from the kitchen.

When you entered Grayson gestured toward a plate and smiled. “This is for you, peach.” Two pancakes laid on the flat plate, maple syrup decorating them and blue berries spelling out a question on the top; your grandma gasping behind you.

“Will you marry me?” You said in a whisper, eyes glossing over. “Grayson, are you serious?” You tuned around and Grayson was on his knee, a red velvet box in his hands.

“Angel, i want you to be my wife, the mother of my children, my best friend, my partner. We’ve been a couple for the past 5 years and i think it’s time for us to take it a step further. Please, give me the honor to be your husband. Marry me.”

You dropped your body on top of his, nodding your head frantically as tears blurred your vision.

“I love you, Grayson.” You mumbled through sobs. “I love you, [Y/N]. Forever.” He whispered back, cuddling your smaller body to his chest.

anonymous asked:

Omfg could you write a lil blurb about how e or g (you pick of course) would comfort you during a panic attack? I have them really really badly sometimes. They've gotten better over the last few years but I still have them like twice a month at least

hi baby! i’m so glad your panic attacks have become less and less! i struggle with anxiety and panic attacks too sometimes and it sucks :(( i try to not think about them that much, so writing this was lowkey difficult but i hope you still like it! i also couldn’t decide which twin but i chose to write about e for once lol


you’re at the farmers market, there’s a huge crowd. bryant said this location would be really nice for some good photos. usually, you roam around on your own, not constantly clinging to ethan, but you just can’t let go of his hand. you were wearing a pretty fall dress for the photo shoot, and even with it being 75° outside, you were shaking. your heart is racing as your eyes scan the strangers and their faces, trying to keep your breaths even. a loud bang comes from behind you, making you jump and turn quickly to see what the commotion was. when you can’t find out where the sound came from or what it was, you panic. your hand squeezes ethan’s tightly and you place your other hand on his shoulder.

after finishing his chat with bryant, he looks over to you and noticed your panicked presence, immediately becoming concerned. he turns to you, placing his hands on your upper arms and gently asking, “you good? tell me what’s wrong?”

“i-“ you shake your head, anxiety getting the best of you as you feel so stupid for dragging ethan into this, “i’m-“ you can’t finish and hide your face in your hands, tears pricking at your eyes.

your breathing becomes ragged and legs feel like jello. ethan knows exactly what to do. he wraps his arm around your shoulder and walks you over to a secluded bench. you fall into the seat, closing your eyes and biting your lip to stop the tears in your eyes from falling. ethan squats in front of you, but doesn’t touch you, knowing that sometimes you need physical contact during your attacks and sometimes you don’t.

“can i touch?” he calmly asks.

you nod your head, feeling him slip your hand into his, rubbing his thumb soothingly over your soft palm. he then moves to sit beside you and wraps his arm around, pulling you to his side. you rest your head on his shoulder, your eyes still closed.

“deep breaths,” he reminds you when he notices your uneven breaths, “catch your breath baby. i’m right here, ok?”

after a while, you’re able to open your eyes and then raise your head to look at ethan. he looks down at you with soft eyes, full of concern. you swallow thickly and sigh out.

“s-sorry.” you whisper.

“no,” ethan shakes his head, placing his hand on your elbow, “don’t be sorry. i’m just glad you’re ok.”

“but i ruined the shoot. i pulled you away from your pictures.” you rub your face with your hands.

“you didn’t ruin anything, y/n. listen, i’d rather check on you and make sure you’re ok than have instagram worthy photos. you’re more important.” he moves a stray strand of hair away from your face, looking at you softly.

slowly, you nod, “okay.”

“alright,” he slowly stands, holding his hand out and help you stand, “how about we go home and have a nice bath. sound good?”

deluxedolans  asked:

ethan getting into an argument with you over you hanging out with your guy friends

Aggressive E is my mans

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“Hey, E? I’m going to hang out with the group chat tonight. You wanna come?” You ask, referring to your Snapchat group chat consisting of the kids you hung out with in high school. Unfortunately for you, the majority of your high school friends were guys, and Ethan HATED this.

“Not really. I’m positive you know that I don’t like those guys… but I mean come the fuck on I’m obviously gunna go and make sure none of them try and fuck you,” he says, defensive right off the bat. He had a long week and was already snippy, so you knew this wasn’t going to end well.

“E. You know by now that these guys are just my friends. None of them want to fuck me and most importantly- I’d rather go into anaphylactic shock than fuck them,” you insist, grabbing his hands and kissing his cheek. “Stop being so insecure. You’re my man.”

“Stop being insecure? Are you fucking serious? Stop acting like I have no reason to be!” he shouts, shaking your hands off his own. “You’re in a group chat with a whole bunch of guys I’ve never met before! I don’t know what you guys talk about. I don’t know what they say to you about me. For all I know they could be telling you to leave me for no good reason.”

Ethan shakes his head in annoyance and walks into the kitchen, throwing his hands in the air. “And they’re obviously fucking attractive! I’ve seen pictures! FUCK Y/N let me be pissed off! You know this isn’t just me being petty tonight! I don’t fucking like them!”

You sit back into your spot on the couch in the living room, taken aback by his sudden outburst. Reluctantly, you walk into the kitchen and sit in the chair next to him after giving the man a few minutes to cool off.

“E, baby, I’m sorry you feel that way,” you say gently, rubbing his back in hopes that he’ll pick his head up from his hands and look at you. “I didn’t know you didn’t like them. Maybe if you met them you’d change your mind?”

“It’s not that I don’t like them, babe. I don’t like the fact that they know you inside and out. They have since kindergarten. I’m scared.”

“Of what?”

“That they can take you from me. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me and I’ll be damned if someone ruins that,” he says quietly, now looking you in the eyes. “I just love you and I get jealous sometimes.”

Smiling softly, you wrap your arms around his neck and peck his lips. “Let’s stay home tonight, yea? Just you and I. Let’s work on this.”

anonymous asked:

Ethan would not be able to handle a kid that’s just as stubborn as him. Never. “I don’t care, dad! I’m going to the concert!” “No you’re not! There’s gunna be drugs and alcohol there! And boys I don’t know!” “Bye dad!” “Y/N I’m gunna kill her. Please get her back in this fucking house before I explode”

OH MY GOD. dude, i feel like ethan’s child will have to be as stubborn as him; it would be the universe’s way to give his parents some payback. ethan watching his little princess who was always the spitting image of him turn stubborn as hell would definitely be his kryptonite. 

UM IDK HOW THIS EVOLVED INTO BASICALLY  A FIC BUT HERE WE ARE??

“daddy, can danny and i do a lemonade stand?” the little brunette asks, her hazel eyes wide.

“no, baby, it’s too cold out; there’s snow on the ground, see?” ethan points outside to the flurries falling from the chilly december air decorating the hard, frozen ground. danny stands by innocently his little thumb in his mouth; the poor kid was always dragged into his sister’s schemes.

“but daddy we wanna raise money for the kitty shelter! you said we could go next week and i can’t help them if i don’t have any money.” the little girl put her hands on her waist in slight frustration, her hip jutting out to the side. 

“don’t worry, clara, i’ll bring some money that you can give to the kitties–.”

“no! i wanna raise my own money for the kitties. i wanna do a lemonade stand.”

“clara, there is snow on the ground, you two are gonna catch pneumonia. wouldn’t it be better if we played store inside instead?” ethan was trying so hard to talk clara out of her idea, but he knew it was useless as soon as her hands were propped on her hips; her mind was made up and she was in it ‘til the bitter end.

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