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Y’all I didn’t see the VMAs but I know mi papi chulo, amor hermoso Shawn looked like a freaking full course meal holy frick que calor he looks beautiful in the pictures

Repost if you agree

And btw if anyone can send me a link where I can watch it, that would be great. Gracias

ps we’re still getting married

get the word out haha

“We pulled some strings and brought him out here.” (Grayson)

Requested by anonymous: “Can u make one where you’re in ur hometown and Grayson surprised u and ur parents helped him surprise u”

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“Are you sure you can’t come with me? My parents miss you and are asking to see you.” You said as you finished packing your bags. You were taking a trip back to your hometown to visit your parents for a couple weeks, but unfortunately, Grayson didn’t have the time to go with you.

“Babe, I’m sorry. I wish I could, I really do, but Ethan and I just have so much going on here, right now’s not the best time for a trip.” He sighed.

“If you say so.” You pouted. You set your bags by the door and you and Grayson settled into bed.

The next morning, Grayson took you to the airport and helped you check your bags and get situated before you had to go through security.

“I really wish you were coming with me.” You sighed as Grayson wrapped you in his arms.

“I wish I was too. But, tell your parents I said hello, and tell them that the next time you’re in town, I’ll be there with you.” He said with a smile.

“I will.” You said, kissing him. “Well, I better get going. I don’t wanna miss my flight.”

“Yeah, you should get going. Call me when you land.” Grayson said, and you nodded. You said your goodbyes, gave him one last kiss and made your way through security and through the airport. You stopped at one of the restaurants and got a drink and something to eat before making your way to your gate. You sat there while you waited for boarding calls, and once you were on the plane and in the air, you fell asleep.

Once you landed and collected your bags, you called Grayson and updated him on everything while you waited for your parents to pick you up. You sat on the phone with him until they got you. You loaded your bags in the car and drove back to their home while the three of you caught up.

“We’re disappointed Grayson couldn’t come with you.” Your mom sad as you unloaded your bags upon arrival to the house.

“Yeah, he was disappointed too. He’s super busy right now. But, he told me to tell you he said hello, and that he promises that he will be here the next time I take a trip up here.”

“We’ll be glad to have him.” You dad said as you walked into the house.

Over the first week and a half that you were there, you had a great time with your parents. It felt good to spend time with them because it had been a while since you were home. You spent the time revisiting all the old places you used to hang out while you were growing up, running into and catching up with some childhood friends, and just enjoying being back home.

“You know, if and when you and Grayson decide to ever settle down, and move out of the big city, there’s a lot of houses for sale around town.” Your mom said as you were driving back home from the store.

“I would love to move back here. I’m not sure Grayson ever would though.” You sighed.

“He might. He is from a small town on New Jersey, and you always are talking about how he doesn’t really enjoy the city as much as he thought he would.” Your mom said.

“Grayson and I should talk about an engagement before we talk about buying a house together.” You laughed.

“Yeah, I guess that would be best.” Your mom laughed along with you. You drove around for a little while longer before heading back home. You helped her unload your purchases from the car and made your way back into the kitchen while you and her began cooking dinner.

“Mmm, smells great.” Your dad said as he walked in from outside. He stood in the kitchen with you two until the doorbell rang.

“I’ll get it.” He said as he walked off. “Hey, (Y/N)! There’s someone here who wants to see you!” He called. You walked out to the living room and towards the door, and a wide smile spread across your face as soon as you saw who it was.

“Grayson! What are you doing here?” You asked as you fell into his arms.

“I came to see you, of course.” He said, tightening his grip on you.

“I thought you said you were too busy to come?” You asked.

“I did some rearranging and rescheduling on my end, your parents helped with a quick flight, and here I am.” He said with a smile. “Now, if you don’t mind, I wanna freshen up a bit. That was a long plane ride.” Grayson laughed.

“Of course. Well, you know where everything is. We’ll finish up dinner.” You said as he made his way upstairs. You turned to your parents and gave them a huge smile.

“Surprise.” They said, hugging you.

“I can’t believe he’s here. You two planned this?” You asked.

“Yeah. We knew how much you missed him, and honestly, how much we missed him. We were kinda upset that Grayson wasn’t gonna tag along with you, so we pulled some strings and brought him out here.” Your dad explained.

“Well, I’m glad you two got something out of this too.” You laughed. You and your mom finished cooking dinner just as Grayson came back down to join you. The four of you set the table and sat down for dinner, great conversation ensued and you all were just enjoying each other’s company.

After dinner, you helped clean the kitchen and settled down for the evening. You and Grayson went up to the guest room and began to get ready for bed.

“I’m so tired.” Grayson whined as he walked back into the room after taking a shower. He walked over to his bag and got dressed, then climbed into bed.

“So my mom and I had an interesting conversation today.” You said as he pulled you into his arms.

“Oh yeah?” He asked.

“We drove in some of the neighborhoods around town, and she pointed out how many houses were for sale, and she suggested that you and I move here, y'know, once we’re tired of living in the big city.” You said.

“That actually sounds kinds of nice. I’m sure my parents would like if we moved back home whenever we decide to settle down, but I really love it here. It’s a small enough town to feel homey, but not too small where everyone is always in your business.” He said.

“I told her that probably wouldn’t be anytime soon though. I said we’d have to be married or at least engaged first.”

“No, that’s actually perfect. I’ll propose in LA, then we’ll move and get married here. It’ll be a cute little ceremony, and it’s close enough to Jersey where my family members can easily make the trip.” He said. He kept going on and on about your wedding, how you should decorate and everything.

“Hey, slow down. We don’t have to talk about this right now. Let’s just get some sleep, enjoy the rest of this trip, and talk about it when we get back to LA.” You said, pushing his hair back.

“You’re right. This is a conversation for another time.” He laughed. He reached over and turned the lamp off, wrapping his arms back around your waist as he got comfortable in the bed. “Good night babe, I love you.” He said, pressing a kiss to the back of your head.

“I love you too. Night baby.”

Pancake. (g.d.) 🥞🥓

in which (Y/N), Grayson, and baby GiGi have breakfast. What’s for breakfast in the Dolan household? Pancake.

Pairing: Grayson DolanxReader

Warnings: FLUFFFFFFFF

much love to @boujeebailey for being the baddest biddie and for reading this and assuring me that my writing isn’t trash. also thanks so much to @rockstardolan for this concept idea.

love you both! 🤧💘

UNEDITED

(photos aren’t mine)

(pictured: Yara Shahidi)

***

“Mama!” 

Grayson smacked my arm from next to me with his eyes still closed. “She wants you.” He grunted, quickly falling back asleep. 

I stretched my tired body, wriggling out of my husband’s grasp and walking into our daughter’s Lion King themed bedroom. “Mama, mama!” she whined, standing up in her crib with her hands wrapped around the white railing. 

“Good morning, pretty girl!” I cooed to her, scooping her up in my arms and cradling her to me and kissing her chubby cheeks. 

“Hi, mama.” she grinned happily.

“Hi, baby.” I kissed her forehead. “How are you today?”

“Good.” she mumbled, resting her head on my shoulder. “Wanna see Daddy.” 

“You wanna see Daddy?” she nodded against me as we walked back into my room. “Well, Daddy’s sleeping.”

“Daddy need get up.” 

I shushed her, setting her down on Grayson and I’s bed and laying back down. “You have to be quiet, G. You don’t wanna wake Daddy, do you?”

She gigged into her hand, “Yuh-huh, Mama. I wake Daddy.” She crawled across our bed over to Grayson’s sleeping figure and laid on his back while he rested on his stomach. “Daddy.” 

“What?” he grumbled without a stir.

“Get up, I wanna play.”

“Just play with Mama.”

She sat up. “Nooooooo, Daddy. Wanna play wit’ you.”

He groaned and pushed himself up, turning over with a dramatic thud. “C’mere.” He opened his arms to her and she laid her head on his bare chest. He picked her up and laid her back down on him. 

“Mama.” GiGi mumbled with heavy eyes. “Eat.”

“You ready to eat, baby?” I pushed her curly mane from her face. “What do you wanna eat?”

“Pancake.”

Grayson snickered. “That’s my girl.”

“Honey, we had pancake yesterday. You don’t want anything different today?”

“No, Mama.” she yawned. “I eat pancake.”

“Daddy, what do you think? Pancakes?” I looked to my husband. 

“Pancakes sound like a great idea. Let’s see– GiGi, chocolate chip or blueberry pancakes?”

“Burbelly.” 

He laughed then nodded. “Alright then, cookie. We’ll have “burbelly” pancakes, with bacon.”

“Okay! I gotta go potty.” she said to her dad. “Potty, Daddy, potty!”

He hopped out of bed, holding her at arms’ length and walking quickly to the bathroom. “C’mon, cookie, let’s go potty.”

“Gray,” I called into the restroom, “I’m gonna go downstairs and start breakfast. Can you wash her up?”

“Got it!”

**

“Where’s Mama?” She asked from Grayson’s grip on her ankles as he held her upside down. 

“She’s making your pancake.” The two children (one of them being my husband) entered the kitchen and immediately interrupted my few moments of silence.

It was fun while it lasted, right?

“Mama!” GiGi exclaimed as Grayson put her in her highchair. “I eat pancake now.”

I made she and Grayson’s plates, making sure to cut up her pancake in small bits so she could eat it. I set Grayson’s plate in front of him and I sat close to her highchair. “You want syrup, cookie?”

“Yes, Mama.”

I put a sea of maple syrup over her pancakes, coating as much of the pancake as I possibly could; because, as Grayson’s daughter, she’s weird

And as part of this weirdness, she won’t eat pancakes without syrup but will eat waffles dry.

I got her Dora fork and scooped up some bits of pancake on it and put it to her mouth. “Here you go, cookie.”

She ate her pancake and hummed. “Mmmmmm. It’s yummy, Mama.”

“Baby,” Grayson mumbled with a full mouth. “what do you have planned today?”

“Nothin’. What about you?” 

“Nothin’. Do you wanna take her out to p-l-a-y in the p-o-o-l?”

I chuckled as I continued to feed GiGi her pancake. “Yeah we can do that.”

“Mama,” GiGi patted my arm that rested on her highchair. “want juice “peas”, Mama.”

I elbowed Gray, making him choke a bit on his coffee. “Your turn.” I looked at him sweetly. 

“Nuh-uh! I had potty duty!” He retorted defensively. 

“And I made all of us breakfast.”

“Well, I–” I shot him a look and he paused, scooting his chair back and going to the refrigerator, taking out the apple juice and filled GiGi’s slippy cup. He set it down in front of her. “Here you go, sweetie.”

“Tanks, Daddy.”

masterlist

PrettyMuch

Brandon Arreaga

Edwin Horonet

Austin Porter

Nick Mara

Zion Kuwonu

Dolan Twins

Grayson Dolan

Ethan Dolan

Why Don’t We

Corbyn Besson

Daniel Seavey

Jonah Marais

Jack Avery

Zach Herron

Other

Jack Johnson

Jack Gilinsky

Alex Aiono

Glitter (g.d)

anonymous: i’m not sure if ur taking requests but if so could you do gray with glitter by tyler, the creator? the song meaning: confession of love to his crush over phone, making him feel bright and colorful inside, like that of glitter -🌻

a / n : a lot of it kinda reminds me of peach scone because of the blabbering I made him do. also im sorry if it’s cringe at some parts or really all parts but hope you like it :) constructive criticism is appreciated!

w o r d. c o u n t : 1281

Originally posted by dolansgifsmaking

He sat on the edge of his messy bed and he stared at the time on his phone. 2:38 AM taunted him at the top of his screen as his thumb hovered over your contact.

He’d been trying to fall asleep for 2 hours, but every time he began to drift off, his mind would overflow with countless images of you. Images of you smiling, laughing, talking, literally doing anything and his heart would race. After a while, he sprung up from his bed and paced around the room, rubbing at his tired eyes.

It wasn’t necessarily a burden, but his immense feelings for you overwhelmed him every now and then and he didn’t know how much longer he could take it. He had to let you know how you made him feel.

Like a thousand fireworks going off at once right in his chest, exploding with various intricate designs and bright colors. Like those colors were the answers to every mystery in the world. Like those colors made his life equally as bright.

He anxiously tapped his foot rhythmically against the hardwood floor and bit down on his bottom lip. Were you awake? You had to be. You always were. The only thing stopping him, was wondering if you would answer.

If you did, he wouldn’t be able to get his words out correctly. No, regardless of whether you answered or not, he would be too nervous to correctly get his point across. Plus, he only had one bar.

But this seemed like a “now or never” type of situation.

He took a few deep breaths before finally pressing on your contact and putting it on speaker before throwing it on his bed. Those were the slowest 15 seconds of his life. The phone seemed to ring endlessly and became more intense with each chime. The shrill noise ripping through the tense silent air while he rubbed his clammy hands on his gym shorts.

He hopped from foot to foot and fingered the stray stitches sticking out from the end of the sweater sleeve. He became more and more anxious with each ring, wondering if you had really been awake.

He started to doubt himself, not knowing if this was well thought out. He felt as if he were headed for heartbreak no matter what he did; he would hide his feelings and remain quiet while others pursued you or he would call you to be flat out rejected if you answered.

Because if you had reciprocated feelings, they would’ve been obvious since he knew you weren’t the best secret keeper.

The ringing stopped momentarily and his breath hitched. He sped towards his bed and heard your mellifluous voice through the speaker.

“Hi! This is y/n—”

Then his voice made appearance.

“I mean, no shit, y/n.”

Voicemail.

“Shut up, Gray! Sorry I couldn’t come to the phone, I’m probably watching tv or sleeping—OR HAVING FUN WITH ME!—Gray! Anyway I’ll be sure to call y—”

The tone sounded and the smile he had was wiped away. His face went blank and he held he grabbed the phone.

“Uhh…hi. It’s me, Grayson. I…I’m not sure if it’s a good idea to tell you now since you didn’t actually—uh—answer. But i figure this might be the only chance I don’t screw up, so—I guess—here goes nothing.”

He sighed and began to pace around his room once more, juggling the phone between his hands. “You are great. No. You’re more than great, you’re…so amazing. And…and you’re there for me whenever I get mad or anxious and you calm me down. You’re so amazing. I uh- already said that, didn’t I?”

He laughed nervously to himself and paused to sit down on the chair in front of his desk. He licked his lips and clicked on the photo booth app on the desktop of his computer. Images of you with the weirdest filters flooded the row of pictures and he smiled to himself. “Before I say more, I just wanted to say, I know we’ve been friends for a really long time and you only see me in that light. But just put yourself in my shoes just for a while.”

He pressed on a picture of you with him and Ethan. You were seated in his chair with a gushy smile and squished cheeks. The twins’ faces were smushed against both sides of your face: Grayson on your left and Ethan on your right. Your hands were on their cheeks, squishing them closer to you. The oh so famous photo booth hearts above your head.

“You are one of the funniest people I know. Your sarcastic comments and jokes about our chins are so hilarious to me. But I’m not sure if it’s your joke or the fact that you’re telling it that makes me laugh. Don’t take this the wrong way, but if anybody else were to shout out any of your jokes, I wouldn’t even smile. There’s just something about you.”

He then clicked on a picture where he sneezed, you were undoubtedly laughing the hardest you possibly could, and Ethan was merely a blur due to having run out of the frame.

“But I love make you smile more than anything. Because every time you smile it feels like there’s a firecracker going off in my chest, but when I’m the cause of it, they become fireworks. It’s cliché and I know you don’t like that very much, but it’s true. It glitters my insides.” He laughs before standing up again and walking over to sit on his bed.

“When I have it worst though, is when you walk up to me. No doubt do I have it bad any other time, but this is where my heart first feels it and it’s just too intense. My heart starts beating faster, my tongue goes dry, and my eyes get so wide because i just can’t believe someone like you even exists, let alone talks to me. And oh god when you talk—”

He sighed and fell completely onto his messy sheets. He scoffed and lay his phone on his chest before running a hand through his hair. “Don’t even get me started. But as long as I’m already talking about it, I love when you talk about something you love. Your eyes light up and your smile progressively gets bigger and your voice progressively gets louder. It’s adorable, it really is. And then you ask me what I think and all I can think about is how scary it is to be this in love with someone.”

He bit his lower lip in frustration, but smiled shortly after, “But it’s so beautiful at the same time. Once again like glitter. Not just any glitter though, the cool metallic kind with all those weird and fancy colors. The glitter that has shaped like hearts and stars with little sparkles. And maybe the one with the letters too. They spell out ‘I’m so in love’ with a little exclamation point at the end. Sorry.” He laughed and moved his phone over to sit next to his head on his pillow.

“I know I’m getting carried away, and I most definitely know that you don’t feel the same way…and that’s fine, it really is. I just needed to let you know how I felt before I went insane. So I’ll say it again to give me some closure,” he cleared his throat, “I am so in l—”

The phone beeped and his head jerked to the side.

“We didn’t get your message, either because you were not speaking or because of a bad connection.”

“…fuck.”

So…. Shawn Mendes and I, we’re getting married.

He don’t know it yet but we’re getting married, don’t worry about it. Y’all are invited.

Originally posted by candyfornia

hi!

this is a side blog where i’ll be writing most of my stuff :)

i have a wattpad but at this point i never use it

i write for:

-prettymuch (woohoo) ☀️

-the dolans 🌻

-alex aiono 🌙

-wdw 💫

-jack & jack ⚡️

-and i’ll write for most requests! 🍯

im working on a masterlist but yeah should be stuff coming soon!

honeymoon gray

imagine being locked up in your villa on your honeymoon with your new husband grayson due to the wild storm outside. the whole day you spent cuddled up in each other’s arms with snacks from the previous days sprawled across the top of the bed, ready for when you both wanted something to eat. you watched some netflix and surfed through the tv channels. when there was nothing exciting left to watch you started talking about kids. a much talked about subject, pretty much since the day you had met. you were both so excited to become parents one day. gray always made your heart melt with the smile that would creep up onto his face when he was talking about how he wanted to one day take his son out camping and teach him how to be an over protective big brother to his younger sister. gray had it all planned out. a boy first and a girl second. you were both so full of love for each other and you couldn’t wait to give that love to your kids.

“I'm so grateful that I get to call you my best friends.”

Requested by anonymous: “can you please write one where you’re best friends with both the twins and your home life is really bad, but you don’t show anything. then one day you’re chilling at their place and your parents had fought a lot the night before so you’re not completely yourself (like not mopey but like kinda out of it) and they notice and you try not to but you end up breaking down and telling them everything?”

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“Hey, are you two doing anything? Can I come over?” You text Ethan.

“No, we’re just hanging out here at home. Come over whenever.” He replied.

“Okay. I’ll probably be over in a bit.” You replied. You had a bit of a rough home life. Your parents were always fighting, and always putting the blame on you, and you hated being home. You actually enjoyed going to school because it meant that you didn’t have to be at home, and you hung out with friends any chance you got. Two of your best friends, Ethan and Grayson, were the people you enjoyed hanging out with the most. They never pressured you to talk about anything, but there were always there for you, listened, and offered advice whenever you did want to talk about anything with them.

You threw together an overnight bag and made your way over to the twins’ place. You were welcomed in as soon as you got there, and tried to push all the negative thoughts out of your head and just enjoy your time with the twins.

You ended up spending a few days with the twins, having a good time with them and not really wanting to go home. One morning, you walked into the kitchen to join them for breakfast, when they both looked up from their plates and gave you a onceover.

“Hey (Y/N), you okay?” Grayson asked.

“Hmm? Oh, yeah. I just, didn’t sleep well last night.” You said. Sure, you didn’t sleep well, but that was because all you could think about was your parents. You just sat there, staring down at your coffee cup and pushing around the food on the plate in front you, not really wanting to eat.

“Are you sure? You know you can talk to us if you want to. We’re always here to listen.” Ethan said.

You looked up from the table and before you knew it, the tears were flowing. You began telling them everything, from the increase of fights between your parents, how badly you didn’t want them to divorce, and how you hoped you could help them work out their problems.

“They fight over everything. I just hate being around it and I hate that they constantly blame it on me.” You said through sobs.

“(Y/N), it’s okay.” Ethan said, wrapping you in a hug. “You know it’s not your fault. No offense to your parents, but it just sounds like they’re looking for someone else to blame but themselves.” He added.

“And you know none of their problems are your fault. They love you so much and are so proud of you. They just need somewhere else to put their anger because they’re tired of putting it on each other. But they have to be the ones to fix it. All you can do is hope that they do, and hope that it’s soon.” Grayson added.

“I’m just so tired of hearing them yelling all the time. I hate being in that house, and I hate being in the middle. They’re always putting me in the middle, and they’re always making me choose sides, and I’m so tired of it.” You said, the tears still flowing.

“You can’t stress yourself out over it. You just have to trust that everything will work itself out.” Ethan said. The three of you sat there and continued talking, and the twins listened while you vented.

After you finally finished crying and getting everything off your chest, you felt so much better.

“Thank you two, for everything. I’m so grateful that I get to call you my best friends. I love you guys so much.” You said.

“We love you too.” They said, the both of them giving you hugs.

ultrasound ♡ ethan

  • requested: no

You and Ethan were currently at your OBGYN for your 20 week check up. You were a bit nervous since it had been a while since you had come to a doctor about your pregnancy and you haven’t really been updated on anything since you found out you were pregnant.

“So, y/n, you’re able to find out the gender today, would you like to do that?” The doctor asked as she looked over your papers before pulling out some ultrasound gel for your belly.

You and Ethan both responded with excited nods, watching in amusement as she spread the cool gel over your large pregnant tummy.

The doctor had the monitor facing her, so you couldn’t see the screen but as soon as she placed the probe on your belly, both you and Ethan heard a tiny heartbeat.

You felt happy tears start to prickle in your eyes, just from the small sound, let alone being able to see anything. The doctor hummed, writing some things down before turning the monitor with a warm smile. Once the screen was facing you, you felt your heart drop when you saw two small bodies, a wide grin slowly spreading across your face.

“Woah, why does the baby have two heads?” Ethan asked as she squinted his eyes, voice mixed with confusion and worry. You smiled, reaching for his hand with a small giggle.

The doctor laughed as she countinued to move the wand over your large belly. “There’s two heads because there’s two of them! Two boys” The doctor nodded, showing where two hearts were, four arms, 20 tiny toes.

“Babe, there’s two in there!” He exclaimed, giving your hand a squeeze before cheering happily.

You nodded, watching the screen in awe, pure happiness in your eyes. “It’s like you and Grayson Jr’s,” you joked, teary eyes still glued to the screen.

“Definitely not. More like Ethan Jr. One and Ethan Jr Two.”

a/n - hi hope you like this, it was v random! a twin having twins lmao