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hardcandy-h · 4 years

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Fic recommendations

And im back with some more fic recommendations!! Fanfic writers need more love so I try and make these big shoutout posts every so often to show they deserve to be appreciated! I try my best to engage with my favorite writers but sometimes I get caught up and forget! So this is my way of showing my love!! If you read any of these and enjoy let the writers know!

Harry Styles Fics:

Take it Slow and My everything by @atlafan - I recommended TIS before, My Everything is the sequel and it does NOT disappoint. She’s taking a brief hiatus to focus on a NEW story I also highly recommend which is Florist!Harry. Oh also her college!Harry blurbs under “Lock the door” is phenomenal. Read it ALL!!!

Y/N is taking care of Harry’s boss and she’s absolutely smitten by @jawllines - Long fic that’s AMAZING. It literally got be through 2 days of work lol. I don’t want to spoil anything because honestly the element of surprise was one of my favorite parts of this! so go read!!

Roses and Vanilla by @goldenfeelin - Such a sweet sweet cute fluffy piece!! I re-read it often, it makes me smile :) love love love!! it’s long and overall well written and yeah just good vibes no stress read

Magazines, Meddle, & Mushrooms by @avhrodite - This... literally gave me an OBSESSION with 70s!Harry jfc. It’s kind of magical reading this, I almost, like, feel high and hazy with the characters and it’s a lot of fun to read and the smut? amazing. Ugh, just VIBES the whole time. Also if you like the vibes of this she has another one called “Woodstock” which is also *chefs kiss*

Athens by @moonchildstyles - okay, kind of cheating here but not really. Right now only part one of Athens is on her Tumblr bc she’s posting quicker (or exclusively I forget sorry!!) to her patreon for this story. HOWEVER I recommend even just reading the first part (and if you can afford to join her patreon freaking do it yesss) but she also has some of my favorite fics up on her masterlist on Tumblr!

Dolan twin Fics:

Fresh Daises You Can’t Keep by @milliondollardolan - Okay like, I don’t have words for this? just read it man. Basically it’s a story between a nanny and Grayson but it’s SO good and SO well written and interesting, im always so excited for updates. Also the title is so cute! I'm into the mutual pining

Alpha by @deeperdolan - okay read the fic and read ALLL the concepts and blurbs. I literally check the tags for her alpha!gray stuff because it’s so good. Sexy and cute and domestic ugh, it has it all. I love it so much and one of my favorite tags to look at, like daily lol.

Yesterday by @persistence-ofmemories - When I tell you I'm HOOKED on this story. Grayson tweeted the other day and I literally forgot it wasn’t the Grayson in the story. You get INTO it. Also the main girl (Marisol) is Latina and I appreciate stories that have a Latina cause I can feel more connected to the story and honestly the Spanish makes me happy lol (im Latina, if y'all didn’t know). Anyways, besides all that I swear this whole story will have you hooked.

Daddies Girl by @dolandolll - I check for updates everyday just because I'm so on my toes with this. also everything she writes is wonderful and I re read a lot of Leah’s fics

Nothing Compared to You by @episkygrant - so you’ll find this story in her concepts masterlist (with is within her bigger masterlist at the end) anyways, it’s so good! I love the story line (professor x student vibes) and truthfully, anything Isabella writes is ART. It’s crazy she writes SO MANY STORIES and just never misses.

Well!! that’s what I've been reading and loving as of lately! Show these writers some MAJOR love. I never want anyone to forget, or not realize, how these writers DON’T owe us FREE content, yet they take time to entertain us constantly. So, happy reading!

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babyjamiebarnes · 4 years

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Let Me Help You

Featuring: alpha!Bucky x omega!reader, Steve (briefly)

Summary: Reader falls into an unanticipated heat; Bucky accidentally finds himself right outside her door... and then inside her room.

Warnings: smut, a/b/o dynamics, language, bad writing tbh. don’t read it if you shouldn’t or I’ll tell your mom.

Author’s Note: This is a rewrite of a Dolan twins fic I wrote months ago so I hope I caught all the right changes lol. I’ve only written Marvel fluff before so this is Straight Up Garbage 🤙🏻

“Hey Steve, do you know where Y/N is?” Bucky asked with an unopened package in his hands.

“Probably in her room. Why?”

Steve knew all about Bucky’s schoolboy crush on you. He hadn’t seen his best friend this lovesick since the ‘40s and he started getting tired of just watching him pine over you instead of making a move. Nat even confirmed the feelings were mutual, but Steve still couldn’t convince Bucky to just ask you out.

Who knew alphas were such babies?

“This was put in my mail instead of hers so I figured I’d drop it off. Just want to make sure she’s around.”

Steve cocked an eyebrow, hoping this might finally be the day his best friend lives up to his alpha nature and takes control of his situation. Bucky knew he would be interrogated if he didn’t leave the room soon, so he darted down the hall toward your room.

What he didn’t know was that spending so much time with him and Steve — two unmated alphas — on missions so often had sent you into an early heat. You felt it as soon as you stepped off the quinjet nearly five hours earlier. A sharp pain pierced through your stomach and you knew you needed to get to your room. You had locked the door and turned the air conditioning on full blast to ease the stress of going into heat. Your bedroom was flooded in chilled air, but you were still curled into a ball on your bed completely nude and sweating like you had just run a marathon.

The first day was always the worst, especially when it was an unexpected heat. You had a game plan, though. After your last early heat, you laid out a chart of what needed to be done when you first felt your heat coming on. Air conditioning, check; water bottle on the table, check; pain killers, check; alpha scent…

You were ashamed to admit it, but the biggest thing that pulled the pain away was an old sweatshirt of Bucky’s that he had let you borrow months ago. After a long overseas mission, you and Bucky were stuck with jetlag and had spent a full month staying up late watching movies together. The only reason you had Bucky’s shirt was because you hadn’t grabbed enough blankets one night so he offered his hoodie. You had gone into an early heat after that, too.

With all the strength you could muster, you pulled yourself up and grabbed the simple black sweatshirt out of your closet. Even though Bucky hadn’t claimed you or so much as scented you, clinging to his clothing and tricking your mind into smelling the alpha eased some of the pain in your core. You could at least pretend an alpha was there to help you through your heat. As you nuzzled your face into the soft fabric and felt the pain in your abdomen ease ever so slightly, you could’ve sworn his scent was stronger than the last time.

Bucky stopped by his room to drop off his mail before continuing around the corner to your room. Even with your door locked, there were a few people you had granted special access to, mainly in case of emergencies. Nat and Wanda, of course, along with Bucky and Tony; Tony because he was the whole reason you weren’t on the streets, Bucky because you had secretly been hoping for a day like this… until it actually rolled around.

The first thing he noticed when he neared your door was the immediate chill of the air conditioning seeping out from underneath, but that was soon overridden by the scent of vanilla and strawberries flooding his senses. He was used to your scent by then and would probably go so far as to say he had become addicted to it, but you had never smelled sweeter.

He managed to catch himself before he grabbed the doorknob. By then, he could easily tell you were in heat — and it was sending him into an early rut.

She’s in heat, he reminded himself. She doesn’t want you. It’s just her heat.

At least, that’s what he originally thought. He rested his head against your bedroom door as he calmed himself down, but a small whimper followed by his name had his head reeling. He clenched his metal hand into a fist — the other still holding your mail — trying to drag himself back to reality. The sound of his name leaving your lips again threw all his concerns out the window.

If you had been in heat delirium, his name would’ve meant nothing to you; only his rank would’ve mattered. When he heard “Bucky” instead of “alpha,” his belief that you weren’t actually interested in him was proven wrong.

Your eyes shot open at the sound of your bedroom door rushing open. You looked at Bucky with wide eyes, his chest heaving as he tried to contain himself.

“Y/N… omega,” he said.

You shuffled around to move the black sweatshirt over your body. Sure, Bucky had accidentally walked in on you changing before, but he had never seen you completely bare and wanton. And he had definitely never seen you in heat.

“Bucky, you should leave,” you muttered quietly.

His presence alone was enough to make your heart beat faster and your breathing get shorter. As embarrassing as it was, the sight and scent of him made you wetter by the second. But as much as you wanted an alpha like him to help you through your heat, you couldn’t be sure if he wanted the same or if it was just your scent affecting him. The smell of pine and smoke was emanating off of him much stronger than usual; he was going into an early rut — because of you.

He ran a hand through his hair and started nodding his head in agreement, almost ready to run out of your apartment until his eyes landed on the cloth caught between your clenched knuckles.

“Is that… mine?” he asked.

You shrank into the mattress. You clutched the fabric tighter and held it to your nose, barely nodding before Bucky had tossed the package to the floor and stood at the edge of your bed, throwing the shirt in your hands across the room. His eyes were burning into yours as you leaned back further, nearly lying flat underneath him.

“Let me help you, omega,” he pleaded.

Having such a perfect alpha so close while being thrown into heat sent your mind into a frenzy. You grabbed his shirt and pulled him onto the bed, your lips meeting his as his hands caught his weight above you. You moaned as the pain in your core subsided to a dull ache and Bucky’s hands immediately slid up your body. The chill of his left hand sent shivers up your spine, bringing your nipples to peaks. You eagerly slipped your tongue into his mouth while your hands tangled in his hair. He ran his fingertips over your sensitive nipples, nearly growling into your mouth when you let out a soft whimper.

“Alpha, please don’t tease me. I need you,” you begged shamelessly. “I need you now.”

Bucky leaned back to pull his shirt over his head and quickly unbuckled his jeans, kicking them off onto the floor. You nearly moaned out loud at the sight of his hard cock straining against the fabric of his boxers. He moved over you again, his thick arms and toned body encasing you.

“Say you want me, omega,” he demanded. “Say my name.”

“I want you, Bucky.”

The growl that resonated through his chest sent another wave of slick to your core. He breathed in slowly, his eyes falling shut at your scent clouding his brain. You wanted to pull him down to you, but you couldn’t bring yourself to take control of your alpha while he was helping you through your heat. Seconds later, his eyes shot open and his mouth was on yours again.

His lips were soft but forceful against yours. Your hands tangled in his hair again as you tried to hold him as close as possible. His tongue slipped into your mouth and you gladly welcomed him, but just kissing him wasn’t getting rid of your aching core. You needed an alpha’s knot if you wanted the pain to go away completely.

“Alpha, please,” you whimpered.

Bucky leaned back again and pulled off his boxers, revealing his full, thick length. You had never received an alpha’s knot, but you couldn’t even imagine the stretch of his knot inside of you. But you wanted it — needed it — so badly.

He maneuvered over you once more, gripping his dick in his hands before sliding into you, your body welcoming his easily. You let out a long moan at the pleasure of him stretching you open, feeling every inch of his length deep inside of you as he brought his hips snug to yours. He jerked his hips back before snapping them forward against yours again with a harsh slap. A yelp fell from your lips as he repeated the action, letting the sound of skin on skin fill your bedroom.

His cock filled you completely as he thrusted into you, occasionally slowing down to contain himself. You could barely keep your eyes open with the pleasure running through your body, but you could feel his eyes watching you the entire time. The sensation of his metal hand sliding over your breasts, then over your neck forced your eyes open as you gazed up at your alpha. When he switched arms to bring his flesh hand to your neck, you grabbed his hand and sucked two fingers into your mouth, both of you moaning at the feeling.

A gasp escaped your lips when he stopped his movements completely, removing his hand to kiss you hard. You hadn’t cum, he hadn’t knotted you… why was he stopping?

Before you could ask, he pulled out and slapped your thigh.

“Present, omega.”

Oh god. Your pussy grew even wetter at the sound of his alpha voice breaking through. Moving onto your hands and knees, you presented yourself to him even though you felt like your legs were going to give out any second.

His rough hands gripped your hips as he slowly pushed back into you. He trailed his left hand up and down your spine, leaving goosebumps on your skin before gripping the back of your neck and forcing your upper body to the bed. You moaned quietly at how much he was controlling you. You had never been with an alpha while in heat before, but this is exactly what your body craved every time.

“You’re being so good for me, omega,” he rasped. “So good for your alpha.”

You whimpered at his comment, the sound driving him to pull out and thrust back into you — hard. Your body jerked forward into the mattress as his hips repeatedly smacked against your ass. You couldn’t even get any sounds out as your hands gripped the sheets tightly, your mouth hanging open in ecstasy.

Bucky’s breathing was getting heavier and heavier as he fucked you and you knew his hands were leaving bruises on your hips with how hard he was gripping you. Thank god he was, though, or your legs would’ve given out right when he entered you.

He slowed down a bit to rest his hands on the bed, his body completely over your spent form. His cock moved in and out of you slowly as you forced your legs to stay upright and keep your ass in the air for him. What you didn’t expect was Bucky to push your hips down against the mattress and pull your legs apart so he could enter you again. His body was flush against your back, his hands intertwining with yours beside your head. His movements were slow and methodical, as if he wanted to make this last as long as possible, even with how forcefully your bodies sought release.

“So beautiful, omega,” he said quietly. He brushed his lips against your shoulder before moving closer to your neck and sucking on your scent gland. You let out a long moan, the sensation of his mouth on your neck, his cock pulsing in your pussy, and your clit rubbing against the sheets as he fucked you all coming together at once.

“I need more, alpha. I’m so close.”

Bucky hitched your left leg up some more and started fucking you hard and fast again. He kept his body pressed against yours as he pushed both of you closer to the edge. You could feel his knot growing, barely catching inside you each time he pulled out. You couldn’t even form words anymore. The only sounds you could make were quiet whimpers and sobs at how close you were.

All it took was Bucky jerking his hips just right and attaching his mouth to your scent gland again and you were done for. You nearly screamed as pleasure overtook your body, only to have it prolonged when Bucky released, his knot catching and keeping him still inside you as he let out a long, rumbling moan.

The next thing you knew, you were lying on your side with Bucky behind you, his knot still snug inside of you and he brushed your hair back.

“Welcome to the land of the living,” he laughed as your eyes fluttered open.

“What?”

“You passed out for a few seconds,” he explained. “I guess next time, I’ll have to be more gentle.”

“Mm, please don’t,” you hummed, curling your body back into his, as if you could get any closer.

He pressed kisses along your neck, humming in contentment.

“I really like you, Y/N,” he said, letting his fingertips run up and down your side.

“I really like you, too, Buck,” you admitted.

“Maybe… uhh, maybe we should just… date.”

You twisted your neck to look back at him, his eyes closed as he rested his head against the pillow.

“I think we should,” you said.

“Good.”

You two laid in silence for a few minutes until Bucky’s knot finally subsided enough for him to pull out of you. You immediately rolled onto your stomach and looked over at him, admiring his disheveled hair and rosy cheeks.

“You know, since we’re dating now, there’s something you should know,” he said. You hummed in response for him to continue. “Seeing you today threw me into an early rut. So…” he took a deep breath and started nodding his head. “These next few days are going to be a hell of a lot of fun.”

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writingisbetterthandying · 5 years

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Misunderstanding - GD

A/N: This was the first fic-fic I actually wrote so I edited it so let’s see how it does!

legitimately very cringy but I chose to keep it up! I wrote this in 2018?

Warnings: Language, Angst

Word Count: 1.8k

Your POV

I love Grayson Bailey Dolan. That is a fact. A well known fact to almost everybody, or at least that's what I thought.

We met three years ago in Jersey, when I was with my grandparents for the summer. I was reaching for a pancake mix, but it had been conveniently placed on the very top shelf. A cute boy with brown hair saw me struggling handed me the box.

We exchanged numbers and talked for a while before heading our separate ways. That boy was Grayson.

We spent the entire summer together [with Ethan too] and then I had found out that they would be moving to LA, where I already lived. We've been dating for almost three years, and it's been a dream. One of the reasons why we've lasted this long is our shared love for film, which is actually why I'm still in LA (besides the twins), is that I'm in film school, and I help them film all the time.

I'm working on a project for one of my classes, and to switch things up, I decided to use my friend Kian as a subject. The twins also happened to be in New York at the moment for TRL, but I still did want to spend time with Kian. Things were always a little tense with the twins and Kian, with the whole Meredith situation, but they both respected my relationship with the other.

Kian being one of my best friends, had asked me to come over and hang out, and then I asked him if his house members would want to be in my short film.

They said yes, so I drove over with all of my equipment.

When I knocked on the door, JC answered and we caught up a little before Kian saw me and toppled me before I even got through the door.

"You ready to film!!?!??" He practically yelled into my ear.

"Okay first off, lower your voice, and don’t forget Lawley, this is still my project."

"Yes ma'am," he said with a little salute.

Almost 3 hours later, filming was done.

"Great job everybody! Thank you for allowing me to do my film y’all, I should get home and edit, but I'll see you guys soon and send you the finished project!"

I was met with a cacophony of "But it's late!" "You should stay the night" "Don't go Y/N!" "We love you please stay!"

I finally gave in, slipped my shoes back off, put down my bag, and plopped on the couch.

"Okay then, what movie are we watching?"

"Well are you guys ready for a Jim Carrey marathon?"

Shouts of disagreement were spread out throughout the room.

"Rude- like you didn't have to be so mean about it like I thought we were friends guys! I thought you guys loved me but I guess none of you would care if I just locked myself in my room all night and cried. Like-" Bobby on the opposite couch had had enough.

"Kian if you don't shut up right now I swear I will lock you out of the house and clear out your room and you can find it all on the curb tomorrow morning."

"But then Y/N could just welcome me into her home."

I shook my head and told him he was on his own, and in return was promptly flipped off.

We eventually started a High School Musical marathon but soon everyone went to their rooms or fell asleep, so it was just me and Kian. He turned to me once the movie ended.

"Y/N, wake up!" I groaned in response, still only half awake.

"You should spend the night man, it’s late."

At this I startled awake, remembering that the twins were supposed to come in from their flight around this time.

"No- I have to get home!"

"Wait why? It’s after midnight?"

"I don't know when Gray gets back, well I do, but you know it’s late, and I want to be there when he gets home."

"God, you're such a nice girlfriend. Okay, go home, but please be safe driving!"

"Thank you Kian, I love you!"

"Love you too now go get your mans!"

I finally got home after the short drive and got up to the house. Once I unlocked the door, I screamed at first, because I was scared that it could have been an intruder, and then it turned to excitement. Gray was home.

"Hi bubba I'm glad you're home!" I leaned in to hug Gray, but he didn't accept the embrace. "Is everything okay? How was set?"

"I dunno, how about you ask Kian," he responded curtly. He seemed tense and honestly pissed.

"You know Kian is just a friend, bubba." Who does he think he is?

Grayson's POV: 3 hours ago

We had boarded the plane a while ago when Ethan showed me a picture of my girlfriend all cuddled up with Kian on Harrison's instagram. The caption was "harrisonwebb97 the gabriella to his troy.

"What the hell is this??"

"Gray, they're just friends. I don’t like him but they’re close. "

"Friends don't hold each other like that. And that caption too- like what the fuck dude?"

"She's known Kian for forever though, have trust in her, plus like look at everyone right next to them too."

"I'll text her later." I did text her later, a lot actually.

where are you?

getting on the plane...

i love you

is your phone off?

please answer me

y/n answer me wtf is going on rn

are you having fun?

kian looks like he's having a blast, holding you like that

i bet you and kian hooked up after that picture on harrison's instagram

well now i'm not the only one in LA.

whatever, I'll see you at home

maybe I should have kissed that fan at the airport, she probably would be less of a slut then you.

Delivered 11:34 pm

I left voicemails too. I knew they were just friends, but she would've answered me by now- she always answers. The delay could only mean one thing. At first I was upset and hurt but now I'm pissed. This is all so stupid.

Grayson's POV: Present

"And friends lend each other sweatshirts." She should know what she did.

"What are you talking about?"

It took her a while before she realized she was wearing Kian's sweatshirt. "He gave it to me while we were watching the movies, I was cold, that's all."

"That doesn't even make sense but what were you doing there in the first place?"

Your POV

Now I was mad. I thought that after everything he would understand that I was loyal to him and only him. He knows that Kian and I are friends.

"I was there to shoot my project and then they asked me to stay for some movies! And it’s just a damn jacket, Gray." He wasn't the only one angry now.

"Well why didn't you answer your phone?"

"My phone was off? You know that- whenever I shoot I have my phone off! Sorry I forgot to turn it back on? What’s your deal right now, because you’re getting so aggro I’m starting to get mad.”

"Check your phone." His face was stoic, and he completely dismissed my words.

I read the messages. All of them. I didn't even want to think about what was on that voicemail. He knew my insecurities-he knows them.

His words had tears starting to trickle down my face, "You don't trust me?" How could he be so presumptive? There’s never been anything like that between Kian and I or anyone else but him for that matter.

"Why should I? I mean you're the one whoring around." His face was blank- and it was scary. Scary how when he’s usually just such a bright and uplifting person, to this dark and angry guy.

The tears just kept on coming, and I could do nothing to stop them. After everything, and this is how he treats me? After one post on social media, he’s calling me such horrible names?

He started to turn away towards the door with his still packed suitcase.

"Three years," I mumbled through my tears. He probably couldn't even be bothered to hear me.

"What?" As he turned around I could tell he was annoyed, but I was heartbroken because my boyfriend, or ex boyfriend- whatever he was now- had said these things. I couldn’t believe how the person I trust the most could be saying such vile and hateful things.

"Three years of trust, of an honest and strong relationship! Gray- I love you. I love you and only you. I thought we had established that but I guess we aren’t on the same page. Kian and I have never been anything more than friends, and you know he has a thing for Franny. I was cold! That was all! I turn my phone off when I film, and you of all people should know this. When I walked through that door I expected to see the man I love almost as excited to see me as I was for him, because of how much I love and miss you. You know that I trust you. You know how I feel about the literal millions of girls pining after you day after day, yet somehow I’m the one you chose. I thought that we had a mutual understanding and that we both trusted another and that we loved each other. I love you Grayson Bailey Dolan. Why can't you see it? Everyone else can."

At the last line I fell to my knees as I sobbed. My body wouldn't stop shaking and my face was probably all blotchy and puffy but I didn't care, I just felt heartbroken.

Grayson's POV

I knew I fucked up. We've gotten into fights before, but nothing too major, and they've been small and it ends with some ice cream. Cute and happy couple-y shit. Not tonight- tonight the only sound in the apartment was the sound of her soft and shaking sobs.

"Look I'm sorry I neve-"

"Why? I mean the things you said," she croaked, and I felt my heart break when I saw the look in her eyes, filled with sadness and fear.

"I was scared, I mean like Look at Kian! He could have anyone." She started to almost laugh? I swear I heard her chuckle.

"Grayson, I told you. Kian has a thing for Franny, and it is mutual, they just aren't official yet. I love you, and only you, and Kian's my friend and all, but I would never actually date him. He’s basically my brother! I don’t see why you can’t just believe what I have to say!”

She was still crying and all I wanted was to hold her. And to apologize over and over again, and to tell her how stupid I was for ever making her so upset.

I wrapped my arms around her, and while she still was tense, she relaxed slightly. I rocked the two of us in silence for a bit, then decided to speak.

"I'm an idiot." She scoffed at that.

"That has been established."

"And an asshole."

"Yes."

"And extremely jealous..."

"No shit Sherlock! What the hell was that!" She slapped my arm with that, but I know she intended no harm.

"...and a terrible boyfriend." This received no response, so I continued. "I shouldn't have acted the way I did. I should never have said the things that I did, regardless of if it was an impulsive move or not. Y/F/N Y/M/N Y/L/N I love you and I fucked up. I want to spend the rest of my life with you and I promise to never doubt your love and trust again. Hell, I don't want to spend the rest of my life with you, I want to spend eternity with you, and there's no way you’re getting rid of me. I want to raise a family with you. I want to move back to Jersey with you, I want to live my life with you, and I want everything, but I only want it with you-and now you're crying again." She had turned around, and was holding me close.

"You want a family in Jersey? With me?" She looked up at me with tears still in her eyes, this time hopefully happy tears, but she still sounded scared and unsure. That uncertainty in our future made me feel so horrible.

"Of course. You're the one thing always on my mind and I love you, and only you, forever and always."

"Forever and always" she whispered, and she looked up at me, and now she's actually smiling! "Bailey, I love you, but don't test me again, okay?" she was finally wiping the tears off of her beautiful face.

"I got you Y/N, and I love you too, now lets go to bed okay?"

"Okay."

It would be alright, with time, but for now, they both just needed to hold each other and sleep it off.

#dolan twin imagine #dolan twins #grayson dolan angst #grayson dolan imagine #grayson dolan imagines #grayson x reader #grayson dolan #ethan dolan imagines #ethan dolan #ethan dolan imagine

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