#grayson dolan you

[sapphire-imeo]

[simplyxdolxstyles]

Faded G.D x Reader

So here is a Grayson imagine by request. I'm sorry if this is not what you wanted but I tried to follow it at best :). Any way I didn't know what to call it so I just called it 'Faded' lol

Grayson Dolan x Reader

Living in London has been amazing. Moving there when you started university all the way up to now, after living in Sweden priorly, with a great life going you couldn’t think of possibly leaving now.  

You were out for a walk on this lovely fall day. It wasn’t too cold, it was just right. Staring at the changing leaves you closed your eyes and relished in the feeling of autumn, it was one of your favourite seasons (it’s also mine). It was getting colder, but that didn’t bother you, you enjoyed it actually. After you got back, you noticed a movers truck parked along your building, ‘someone’s moving in’ you thought.  You see a vague figure walking around but thought nothing of it. Shaking your head, you entered the elevator and headed to your unit (is that right? Forgive if it’s not).

The next you had to get ready for work. It appeared that the person who was moving in was moving onto your floor as there was quite the racket. After downing your breakfast and locking up, you headed towards the elevator, until you saw someone make their way to the elevator as well.

“Wait! Hold the door!” They called out. You did and noticed it was the same person you had seen yesterday.

“Thank you, Sorry about that, I’m in a bit of a hurry. I just moved in and I need to get to the hardware store to get somethings Also, sorry for the noise and I didn’t mean to be so loud.” The guy spoke, turning a bit red in embarrassment.

You’re stricken with a sense of shock. You’re pretty sure the guy talking to you, and standing next to you is the one and only, Grayson Dolan. And he’s gonna be your new neighbour.

“Don’t worry its fine.” You replied with a little smile after you got over your shock. Wow, the ‘Grayson Dolan’ living in your building and on your floor too.

“I’m Grayson.” He says with a dimpled, sticking his hand out. Of course you knew that but you wouldn’t tell him that, so you played along. He also became rather…flirty.

“I’m (Y/n), nice to meet you, Grayson.” You reply with a smile back. The elevator stops and the doors open. You knew what he was up to

“After you,” He spoke you gesturing you to exit first. “Thanks.” You mutter. Walking towards the entrance doors, he turns to you.

“It was nice meeting you, (Y/n), hopefully we’ll catch each other more often.” He offers again, eyes lingering on your face.

“Sure.” You simply reply. 

And that’s how these run-in’s started. Meeting almost every day in the elevator, it’s rather interesting you thought. You became friends in no time time. You tried not to appear interested, you didn’t want to say you knew him righty off the bat, especially an ex ‘Youtube’ star that he was. You didn’t want to tell him just yet, but you were a fan of his and Ethan when you were younger, always watching them when you would come home from school. They always made you laugh, or cry or whatever, of course you were sad when they announced they were leaving but you understood and respected their wishes, however, this was the last thing you expected to happen to you, living in the same building with Grayson.

“I want to take you out, like for dinner, if you don’t mind, like just as friends.” Grayson had said one day. You looked back at him with surprise, however you accepted.

“Yeah, that’s fine. Just let me know when.” You say.

“Great, how does tomorrow sound?” He asked with his head tilted a bit. It was rather cute.

“Sure, I’m actually off tomorrow so that works.” You offer a bit of a smile.

“Awesome, I’ll see you at 7:00 then.” He offered a smile before disappearing into his unit.

7:00pm came faster than you anticipated. You spent the majority of the day prepping yourself for this evening. You decided casual I mean you didn’t want to be over dressed, if you know what I mean. Before you knew it, it was 7:00.

“Wow, you look really pretty.” Grayson says when he saw you.

“Thank you.” You reply with a smile.

“Shall we?”

“Sure, let’s go.” You lock your door and off the two you went.

Grayson took you to a quaint little place close by. It was rather nice. He was quite flirty tonight you noted, you weren’t really sure where you wanted thing’s to go on account of his history with girls.

“So… in case you didn’t know, I used to make Youtube videos with my twin. It was a lot of fun. We did all sorts of things.” Grayson spoke suddenly.

“Oh really?” You tried to act surprised.

“Um yeah,” He murmurs.

“I see, so how come you stopped doing them?” You asked.

“Well, thing’s started to change and so we decided to stop for the best you know, just leave it at that and move on.” He answered.

“How’s your twin doing?” You curiously ask about Ethan.

“He lives on Australia with his fiancé now. (OMG!) It’s great I’m so happy for them.” He replies with a smile.

“Oh I see, and you? What brought you to London?” You ask.

“Well, I decided to move out of my mom’s place back in Jersey and wanted to start new you know.” You nodded.

“I used to hook up with girls you know.” He said out of the blue. You did know.

“Oh?”

“Yeah I know, I was young and stupid and didn’t know what I want.” He stated.

“Do you know what you want now, Grayson?” you ask. He looks at you for a moment before his face start’s to flush.

“I-I don’t know, maybe?” He said it more like a question.

“I see.” Was your reply.

“You know, you’re pretty cool, (Y/n).” Grayson said. Oh boy.

“Thanks.” You replied.

“I hope we get to learn a lot more about each other. I really like you.”

“Well, I think you’re cool too, Grayson.” You state.

“I really hope we can do this again. I really enjoyed tonight.” He reaches over and lightly touched your hand. Your hands twitched a bit at that. You weren’t sure. You didn’t want to get to close to Grayson in case feelings started. This was beyond what you had expected with Grayson but you didn’t want to end up being another number on his list.      

[rightnowyoucanttell]

Im back! Getting back into writing!

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Eddie Munson

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Robin Buckley

Sam Winchester

Dean Winchester

Charlie Bradbury

Any of the Trap boys (Sam & Colby, Corey Scherer, Jake Webber, etc.)

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[readingbythestreetlights]

a comprehensive list of true tens:

charles leclerc

orlando bloom

grayson dolan

proof:

[sweetestgrethan]

I kissed a cow and I liked it!

Bonus:

[snoopys-tea]

seeing those edits with the sturniolo triplets and the dolan twins makes something inside me ache so bad,, guess they were right about the dolan twins to sturniolo triplets pipeline

[whos-madi]

if you were a dolan twins girly back in 2016-2019, I KNOW you're a sturniolo triplet girly now. grayson and chris lane ppl where you at 🥰🥰

[eroselless]

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[aegon targaryen]

SOMMER HOUSE- modern!HOTD AU

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TOA LA NOCHE ESTABA LOCA POR PROBARTE

[lando norris]

LAY UR HANDS ON ME I LIKE THE WAY YOU KISS ME - pt 2 OF LAY YOUR HANDS ON ME

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UNDERNEATH YOUR CLOTHES

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Sebastian Stan

Hopelessly Devoted [one] [two]

Bucky Barnes

Red Swan [prologue] [one]

Ethan Dolan

Life saver [one shot]

In the center of the ring [one shot]

Grayson Dolan

"I love you, please don't leave me..." [blurb]

Linger [one shot]

The floor is lava [one shot]

Shawn Mendes

Señorita [one]

[impaladolan]

y/n putting on a random cowboy hat at a rodeo she randomly got invited to. basically the rule is you wear the hat, you ride the cowboy. grayson is the cowboy 😉

Blurb Alert! - Grayson Dolan

; ugh, just thinking of grayson as hot cowboy really gets me goinggggg… like come on 🤤

Save A Horse, Ride A Cowboy :

“Look at ‘‘em go!” You and a bunch of your girlfriends squeal and holler as your favorite rider busts out of the cage on a wild bull. The man, whose face was covered with a red bandana and a cowboy hat shadowing his eyes, had a hand in the air for balance and the other tightly gripping the leather saddle tied around the bull.

The rider, whose name you thought was Grayson, stayed put on the bucking animal, making the whole crowd roar with exhilaration about his time.

You were new to the scene, this being your first rodeo, but you were enjoying yourself. You were buzzed after a couple “country beers” and pumped up with all the buzzing excitement around the arena.

The rider was beginning to lose balance, and everyone began to chant his name. He held tight until his saddle loosened and he jumped off before he’d get any injury.

The crowd bellowed again, obviously stunned at his great time on the bull. He ran to the nearest fence and climbed, conveniently right in front of all you girls

“Hey.” He winked and everyone squealed— even you cracked a smile. He tore his bandana from covering his face and you sighed, engrossed by his heavenly features. His gaze eventually landed on you after eyeing the large crowd of dumbstruck girls, and it stayed.

He tipped his hat at you, which earned him a wink in return and he chuckled.

“What’s your name, sweetheart?” He took his hat entirely off and held it at his heart, only hanging onto the fencing with one hand.

“Y/N. What’s your ride’s name?” You crooked an eyebrow to the bull that continued to buck and writhe against the helpers trying to get him back into his cage.

“Peaches.” He grinned, looking back over towards the cattle, a lasso wrapped around its body now, being guided towards an exit. He tosses his hat to you and jumps from the ledge and back onto the dirt, blowing an arrogant kiss goodbye.

“I’m sure he bucks a lot better than you!” Out of nowhere, you hear your voice remark as you sink the cowboy hat onto your head with a challenging grin.

The man stops in his tracks to turn and look at you with feigned offense, a smirk growing in his lips.

“I’d hope to prove you wrong.” He shouts before hustling out of the open field and into the safety of the pit.

You laugh, along with the other girls who turned to you and began to gossip about the blue jean, white muscle shirt, southern looking handsome who seemed to have a knack for flirting.

You watched him a bit for the rest of the night. He cheered on his mates and was hootin’ and hollering for each of the riders that went up and gave a show. He was pretty charming, near and far, though you never thought you’d be attracted to a farmboy.

You cheered and howled until the night came to a close and you and your friends began to exit the fun. The hat was still planted on your head and the girls around you continue to gawk about what had happened.

“Excuse me, miss.” You stopped at the familiarity of that southern twang and turned around with sheepish grin, half embarrassed by your little remark from earlier.

You didn’t think you’d have to see him again.

“Yes, sir?” Your friends kept moving, giggling and whispering while you stood there alone, watching him stride toward you slow.

“Don’t know the rules?” He cocked an eyebrow and crosses his arms, visible little muscles strained against his skin and the sleeve of his shirt.

“And what could those be?” Your friends seem to be long gone, leaving you to the devices of a wild man with such nice looks. Not to mention his soft looking hair that partially covered his forehead. And God, the stubble along his jaw couldn’t go unnoticed either.

“Must be new.” He was close enough that you could smell his woodsy scent. He began to circle you like prey, his boots clicking against the asphalt as he walked.

He stopped in front of you and looked at your hat, your eyes, then your lips.

“Wear the hat,” He drew his hand up your side and titled his hat back, “ride the cowboy.”

pt. two???

[elitegrayson]

Grayson putting his enemy, Y/N, to bed after he found her drunk. She’s all smiley and ask him to stay the night to cuddle together. They’ve never touched but seeing her in bed made him starstruck

i loveeee your mind, you asked and so you shall receive. i hope you like it!

Featuring: Grayson x reader

You had what seemed to be the worst week of your life. Schoolwork was piling up, and you weren’t doing the best in your classes. You were having car trouble this week, and it cost you an arm and a leg to get it all fixed. Not to mention you’re at this club with your "friend,” and it only took you 30 minutes to realize she left with her boyfriend. It also took you 30 minutes to realize that they were your ride, so now you don’t know how the hell you’re getting home. You felt like a third wheel the whole night anyway, but it didn’t matter. You just wanted to have a good time, or at least try to.

“God damnit,"  you whispered to yourself while checking the Lyft prices. They all seemed to be $50–80 dollars, money you weren’t trying to spend at the moment. The club was closing soon, and you were a drink away from being laid out on the floor. You ignored those thoughts, got one last shot, and got back on the dance floor.

People were soon certain to leave, but you were still trying to get the best out of the shot you took. You probably looked crazy dancing by yourself, but you didn’t care until you saw a familiar face coming towards you.

“Y/N?” He said it took you a few seconds to realize who this face was. Of course, it just had to be him.

Grayson Dolan.

You and him were never cool. Even as kids, you guys were always bickering. He thinks he’s all that, and only certain girls get to be with him. As if it’s a privilege.

No, it’s more like a punishment, and you feel sorry for every bimbo that has crossed his path.

“W-what? What are you even doing here?” You slurred angrily, inching a little bit closer just to see if it was really him.

"Yeah, I’m not too happy to see your face either, but what? A guy like me can’t be out and about.” He smirked.

“I never said all that; all I’m saying is—" You stopped, feeling your mouth get watery. You know this all too well, and soon you were throwing up everything you had that night.

A few people noticed, and a man shouted, "Aw, nah! Get her out of here. Now I have to be the one to clean that shit up!” Grayson immediately snapped back, saying, “Fuck off, man, I got her. You work at a nightclub; I’m sure this isn’t your first time seeing vomit.”

You started to lose balance, but Grayson caught you. Your eyes were watery, and the acid taste left in your mouth made you want to vomit again. "C'mon, Y/N, let’s get out of here. They are about to close.” He grabbed you by the waist and guided you to the door.

"Bleh, I hate throwing up.” You mumbled, walking out.

“Who doesn’t?” He chuckled, still holding on to you tightly.

“I dunno, I just want to get this taste out of my mouth as soon as I can.” You couldn’t tell what was worse—the fact that you threw up in public or the fact that Grayson was taking you home. He doesn’t even like you, nor do you like him.

Those lyft prices aren’t looking too bad right now.

Soon enough, he arrives at your apartment. "Okay, Y/N, we are at your place.” Grayson says, putting the car in the park. Somehow, the drive back home made your body feel like a noodle. You knew you would have trouble just making it to the front door. As embarrassing as this already is, you needed him to carry you.

"C'mon, get up; we need to get you inside.” He said this, unbuckling his seatbelt and yours. “Mm can’t move. I need you to carry me.” You moaned softly, sticking your arms out, hoping he’d do what you requested.

“You’re kidding, right? Are you so drunk you can’t even walk? Not even to the steps?” He replied, trying to see if you were serious or not. Grayson thought it was kind of cute to see you need him, because you did.

God knows what would’ve happened if he hadn’t seen you at the club. Deep down, he’s a good guy and a good “friend” to you, even if you don’t remember this in the morning.

You just nodded your head slightly, and he sighed, but agreed. “Yayyy!” you cheered as he got out of the car, coming to your side to open up the door. You lifted your arms out again as he picked you up in bridal style. You wrapped your arms around him and rested your head on his neck. God, he smelled amazing, you thought.

He was thinking the same thing in his mind, getting a whiff of your vanilla perfume from your hair, which the wind brought to his nose. “Don’t forget my purse; the key is in there, along with my lip combo. Please make sure my purse is closed. I lost it once, and I cannot lose it again—" He cut you off, already getting your key out.

"Yeah, yeah, princess, I know what to do.” He huffed, opening up your door and closing it behind him.

"Okay, smartass, well, my room is upstairs; did you know that?” You snapped back at him, pulling away from his neck and giving him a look.

He didn’t say anything in response, and he made his way upstairs to your room. He laid you down on your bed and took off your shoes. "Alright, well, I did my part. You made it back safely, so I’m going to head out.” Grayson announced, looking around your room to see if anything else needed to be done.

You laid there and started giggling and smiling, rubbing what was left of your mascara that was soon to be around your eyes. Grayson scanned your body, seeing how pretty your boobs sat in your tight black top. The further you laid back, the more your shirt rose, giving him a glimpse of your belly piercing. Your torso and legs looked perfect in your jean skirt, which had a slit on the left side that showed your upper thigh. He was mesmerized, but no words left his mouth.

You didn’t notice him taking all of your beauty in, but you did notice he was still here. “Will you stay and cuddle with me, Grayson?” You blurted out, still lying down but turning to the side to face him. You don’t know why you asked, but it felt right.

"Oh, I would, but I uh...” He stumbled over his words, still distracted by your body. He couldn’t find the words to say. In that moment, he thought you looked beautiful.

You gazed at him with glossy eyes, waiting for a response. "Okay, fine, but just for a little while and only because you’re drunk.” He gave in and took off his shoes and jacket, placing them off to the side.

You scooted over slightly so he could have some room next to you. He placed his arm around you while you snuggled up under him. This is definitely not how you thought your night was going to end, and neither did he.

[annalisesturnioloxo]

i was just rewatching some old dolan twins videos and it made me realize that the dolan twins to sturniolo triplets pipeline is BEYOND me!! ☝️😀 now i was… and still am… a grayson girl!! so i feel like you would expect me to be more of a matt girl with the triplets but NO!! i throw in a curve ball and im a chris girl!! expect the unexpected!! 😟

[sapphire-imeo]

This era of the dolan twins>> I was always team Grayson but...

[ruewrote]

𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙.

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

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

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

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

his arms stretched out with a drunken smirk.

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

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

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

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

"hey! she said to let her go."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"deserved. are you alright..?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

realising that you still had his hoodie on.

© ruewrote.

[whorefordean]

misc masterlist (discontinued)

a/n: i no longer write for these people. there is no chance i will ever write for these people again, though i still have all the love for them!

dolan twins

grayson dolan

choose me | one | two

adopt me

just tell them

when we were eighteen

stargazing

wasted

plate swap

studying

stolen glances

online

rate

love lullabies

lipstick

ethan dolan

stay the night

road trip gone wrong

lover

5 seconds of summer

calum hood

tour

don't go

secret love song

luke hemmings

you know me too well

celebrities

tom holland

concerts

[flowery-mess]

Grayson Dolan

imagines✨

daffodils

things i say when you sleep

wanna go home

kiss from a rose

break up club

need you

headcanons✨

jealous frat boy Grayson

Grayson with newborn twins

Grayson taking care of sick reader

Grayson taking care of reader who is on her period

reader has nightmare

Grayson building

reader being scared after movie

Grayson taking care of reader after night out

reader having anxiety

Grayson leaving your daughter with paint

Grayson cheated

Grayson's and reader's daughter being scared

Grayson taking care of sad reader

[kitc0nn0r]

Ethan or Grayson Dolan

Grayson

Send two guys and I’ll tell you which I find more attractive