A Bad Day Isnt A Bad Life

Summary: Ethan can’t seem to find it in him to hurt you the way you crave, confiding in his twin brother is something he’s always done. This time when Ethan asks for advice, his gets a lot more than he bargained for.

Word count: 4.5k

Warnings: All you get is a big fat SMUT warning.

A/n: hi— I’ve been writing an unrealistic scenario as realistic as I possibly can for the umteeth time on this blog. You’re welcome.

“Fuck—“ the sound of Ethan’s moans was something Harlow would never get tired of hearing. The way his hands fell softly onto her hips to help her ride his cock was a touch as gentle as an angel. Ethan always felt good—he was truly blessed. From the sting that always made her heart stop whenever he’d first slip in, to the way his tip would nuzzle against Harlows cervix, to the way his shaft would throb against her velvet walls.

“E—“ the nickname escaping Harlows mouth with a moan as she dragged his hand up her body, softly wrapping the slightly calloused hand around her own neck and squeezing it for him. His eyes hooded at the sight as his mouth remained open, a drawn out groan of absolute pleasure rumbling from deep inside his chest.

“Please, make me cum baby please.” Harlow begged. Her other hand dipping down to swirl around her sensitive bundle of nerves as she picked up her speed, the gentle slapping of Ethan’s balls hitting the curve of Harlows ass echoing through the barley furnished bedroom.

The second she let go of Ethan’s hand she’d placed around her throat he dropped it as fast as he could, letting it fall to the soft curve of Harlows hip after stopping shortly to touch the hardened bud of her sensitive nipple. His eyes trained on them as she bounced and rolled her hips.

“Ahhh—E, baby m’cumming! Oh fuck m’cumming m’cumming m’cumming—ooohhh—“ Harlows hands both scratching at Ethan’s chest leaving red raw claw marks in their wake as she clenched around Ethan’s shaft, her pussy throbbing as she saw stars and black dots behind her eyes. Harlows thighs trembling on either side of Ethan as he thrust his cock deeper inside her, chasing his own high.

“Shit—shit Har, baby quick, gonna fucking cum—“ Ethan groaned as Harlow rolled off From straddling her broad boyfriends hips to laying on hwr back with a wicked giggle. Biting at her nail as Ethan mounted her chest—one leg thrown over her as he pumped his cock right over her face. “Ahhhh—“ he sighed as he unloaded his hot spirts of cum over Harlows face. Watching it cover her from her forehead to her chin, her tongue doing its best to chase whatever he gave her.

summary: Grayson finds himself heavily concussed after play fighting with Ethan. a trip to the hospital emergency room where Graysons fiancee works has them both anxious.

requested: yes by a cute lil anon I got a few days ago. 

word count: 2.somthing k (a little one I know but short and sweet) 

warnings: mentions of blood and lacerations  

GRAYSON DOLAN 

The Marksman: 7.3k When Grayson Dolan, the most senior chief sniper with the NCIS, is called to a hostage situation. He comes face to face with his greatest fear in life. His fiancée is on the hostage list.

Wedding Dance:  6k: Y/n & Grayson share their first dance together at their wedding reception and reminisce about the first time they met, the time Y/n told David they were dating, the first time Ethan walked in on them, the elaborate proposal and Ethan’s heartache.

How I Met Your Mother:  6.4k  Grayson, now 37 reminisces to his 17-year old son and his 4 best friends about the first time he met his wife Y/n after they watched an old YouTube video of Grayson & Ethan having their future predicted.

Concussed in Love: 2k  Grayson finds himself heavily concussed after play fighting with Ethan. a trip to the hospital emergency room where Grayson’s fiancee works has them both anxious.

Arrival: 3.5k  Y/n’s early morning pregnancy craving turns into more then what she bargained for when she goes into labor.

6 years: 3.1k 6 years with Grayson Dolan, an anniversary sexcapade story.

ETHAN DOLAN 

GQ - Man of The Year: 5k  A weekend getaway to New York attending GQ magazines Men of The Year 1920s themed banquet ball had Y/n and Ethan discovering if their friendship could be more than just that.

Ghost of Things Forgotten: 4.6k  Ethan Dolan sees a Ghost of a girl he left behind in Jersey or is it just a figment of his imagination.

Venus: 6.1k When Ethan and Grayson Dolan make tattoo appointments down at their favourite tattoo shop, the last thing Ethan expected was to find a women so captivating it drove him wild with desire.

Waterbirth: 1.1k Ethan’s fiancée decided to have a water birth ~ this is that story.

Birthday Boy: 1.7k At Ethan & Grayson’s 21st birthday you realise sometimes ex’s can’t just be friends.

ETHAN & GRAYSON

Roughing It: 3.3k  Grayson begs Y/n, the twins best friend to go camping, but not for the innocent reasons you might think. a simple camping trip turns into something much more unholy.

Roses: 4.4k Ethan can’t seem to find it in him to hurt you the way you crave, confiding in his twin brother is something he’s always done. This time when Ethan asks for advice, his gets a lot more than he bargained for.

Kink.com: 6k You’re offered an opportunity you just can’t refuse ~ to shoot a video with Ethan & Grayson Dolan, two of the worlds most renowned BDSM dominants.

Switch: 6.5k We delve back into the world of whips, chains, doms, and subs with Y/n and the Dolan twins - 3 of the world most renowned pornographic stars.

Innocent Teachings: 2.4k  Ethan teaches David (Dobrik) how to be dominant as Y/n experiences her first threesome.

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Pfft NO! 😭 I had 6 thousand beautiful followers on that account before tumblr fucking nuked me and marked my blog as explicit.

Like she leaves you at her really nice home because her boyfriend booty called her and your just sitting at the bench like:

But like is it really such a bad situation to be in when Ethan’s just finalised his divorce and is looking to fuck anything with a pretty young and tight pussy.

“Did my daughter just leave you here alone?”

“It’s definitely not the first or last time.” A scoff leaving your smooth as you brushed it off. Ethan’s just crossing his arms across his chest and staring at you.

“Can I fix you something to eat?” Walking closer towards you to lean against the bench, his hand slowly slipping between your thighs as your heart races. “I don’t know about you but, I’m in the mood for something sweet.”

“Mr Dolan—“

“Uh uh, call me Ethan.”

“Ethan, i um—Katie would kill me.”

“That’s why it’ll be our little secret?” Ethan’s hand just squeezing your thigh a little tighter. “Besides, I don’t give this much attention to all my daughters friends.”

It probably goes from a heated makeout to a full on “bestfriends dad punishes me” pornos super quickly.

“Fuck!!” Ethan’s pounding down deep and hard into you. He’d never felt anything like it. So tight, warm, wet. Biting your shoulder as your legs wrap around his torso.

“Oh god! Oh fuck yes!!”

“Naughty fucking thing, fucking your bestfriends dad huh? Those high school boys will never amount—“

The feeling Ethan had when you came hard around him, the buzz he got when you clenched your walls and tensed around him. It made him fuck deeper and tougher into you. He was instantly addicted to your innocence and the secrecy.

“Down, down down down down now!!” He’s helping you down onto your knees. Watching as you opened your mouth and wrapped your lips around his shaft, taking him deep as he twitched and moaned and made a mess inside your mouth.

No evidence.

Part one | Part two

A/n: y’all believe In angels? I do.

Grayson didn’t know what to do when he first saw you - he stood at the doorway just staring at the women who had given him everything. So injured, so hurt. And he couldn’t do anything to help ease your pain. Even through all the injuries, tubs and wires - much like the little girl you gave precious life to, you still look beautiful.

A soft “oh gosh” left Grayson’s mouth as he held back sobs walking towards you. Nurse Jannette giving him the space he so desperately needed with you. Grayson took in the sight before him. His beautiful wife, mother of his daughter, laying so lifeless in a hospital bed. He wished so bad you could be at home with him right now, tangled in the warm sheets smiling and being your “happy go luck” self instead of here.

Anywhere but here - like this.

“Hey beautiful” Grayson whispered. Biting his bottom lip to stop himself from breaking down for what felt like the 100th time this early morning. “You don’t know it yet but you’re a mama, and dammit y/n you’ll be the best fucking mum in earth” Grayson grabbed the nearby seat and pulled it close. Once his hand was in yours there was no place else Grayson wanted to be then right by your side. Although he wished the two of you could be anywhere but.

“You’re gonna be okay bub, maybe not today or next week? But you’ll be okay. I won’t let you be anything but okay” Grayson mumbled through soft sobs as he took notice to every injury that plagued your body. Every cut, stitch, wrap and blood stained patch that littered the soft and supple skin he loved so much. Grayson especially noticed the gash on your cheek - stitched.

As Grayson sat with you, he could see your eyelids moving. He knew you were conscious - just sleeping. Heavily medicated, he knew you could hear every word he spoke. But soon Grayson watched in awe as you placed your hand over your stomach. Checking to see if your bean was alright. But when you noticed how small your stomach felt you moaned.

“My—my baby?” Your eyes weren’t even open yet and you already knew something was terribly wrong. Even if your entire body was in agonising pain you needed to make sure your baby was alright.

“Hey shh, shh, shh, I got you” Grayson cooed, his face cupping your cheek - the side without any marks. “She’s alright mama, she’s here a little early but she’s okay - j-just like you yeah”

“She?” Your eyes opened slowly at the sound of Grayson’s voice - your neck killing as you turned to face him. Giving up quickly. Grayson quick to notices the wince you let out.

“She mama, our little girl. Both my girls gave me a pretty big heart attack.” Grayson smiled. Noticing you smiled back.

“I’m so sorry” you whispered - eyes closing again as you couldn’t stand the light of the room. “I don’t know what happened— noone came though” you started to cry. Grayson leaning in to place a gentle kiss to your forehead.

“I’m here, I came, I’m not going anywhere my love” Grayson sobbed back - sometimes being strong means crying along with the ones you love. “God I thought I lost you”

“He said it wasn’t my time” you mumbled. So groggy from the medicine that even the thought of being a mother hadn’t truly set in yet - all you cared about was that your baby was safe. Was alive.

“Who did bub? One of the paramedics?” Grayson asked, a little confused.

“He was in the car, said I couldn’t leave you yet, that you’d be lost without me” you smiled while your eyes rested.

Grayson sat in shock as he watched you drift back to sleep. Holding your hand thinking how the universe worked in mysterious ways. Grayson promised to love you in good times and in bad - through sickness and in health. He’d live in the damn hospital if he had to - anything to be by your side.

~ “you’re not ready” the man spoke as you fell unconscious. “It’s not your time my dear and my son certainly needs you by his side or he’ll go a crazy” you listened, tried to nod, smile, anything to let him know you heard him. “You’ll be alright my dear” ~

Grayson Dolan had his family. He had his daughter, he had you. Going back and forth with Ethan from room to room watching as both his girls slept. Both of you still so unaware of the turmoil Grayson had been through. He nearly lost you. Without you? Grayson would’ve been helpless. But someone watching over him knew that as well as he did. A Guardian angel not only watching over him....

But over his girls too.

Part one

It’s needless to say Grayson Dolan was a mess - a sobbing, shaking mess in the private waiting room nurses had told him to wait in. Ethan contacting your mum and dad, Cam and Lisa who was on the first flight available because he’ll no was her baby boy going through this alone.

“We don’t know what’s going on”

“We haven’t been told a single thing ma”

“No, no he’s not in a good way”

Grayson could hear only Ethan’s voice - it was like the rest of the world was sleeping. Why wouldn’t they be? It was now 3:30am. Grayson thought he knew heartbreak, thought he’d been through pain. But nothing - nothing, compared to the heartache of not knowing what was happening to you. If you were alive, if your baby was okay? If Grayson had just lost his young family before it had a chance to grow old.

“Mr. Dolan?” A older looking women in scrubs asked as she knocked. Both Grayson and Ethan looking up - both used to the name. “Hi” she cooed. “My names Jannette, I’ve been with your wife y/n since she came in—“

“H-how is she?” Grayson could barley speak at this point - afraid to know but needing answers. Still twirling his wedding band around his finger.

“She’s critical, my colleges are still working—“

“My baby? H-how’s my baby?” Grayson was still sitting on the ground - knees to his chest.

“She” the nurse smiled. “Is okay, we did however have to do an emergency c-section because your wife was unfortunately not able to carry her to full turn dut to her uterus filing with blood.”

“Gray? You have a little girl” Ethan helped Grayson stand as he took in the news. You’d given him a baby girl. A tiny little you. How could he ever thank you enough?

“You can see her if you’d like? She’s in the NICU.” Jannette explained. “But you might not be able to touch her without protection until she’s used to the new environment, sometimes premature babies can catch infections and colds despite our best efforts”

“C’mon Gray, lets go meet your girl yeah? You know Y/n wouldn’t want her left alone” Ethan was right. Grayson could hear everything going on around him but he couldn’t speak. He was still taking all this in.

“When will I know how my wife is?” Grayson asked as he followed the nurse he towered over - she had a little waddle that Ethan couldn’t help but notice.

“You’ll be the first to know her updated condition Grayson, but from what I’ve seen so far your wife is one hell of a fighter young man - not alot of people in her condition would’ve come out of that alive”

Grayson held onto that tiny shred of hope, clung to it for dear life as he followed the nurse to meet his baby’s girl - way too early. How do you introduce yourself to a baby? Ethan was right beside him. Do you think Ethan would ever let his brother walk alone through such a tragedy? Absolutely not.

“Grayson, this is your daughter, obviously she doesn’t have a name so we called her Jane as protocol - short for Jane doe” the tiny girl was so incredibly tiny - tubs and wires connected all over her tiny body helping her little lungs breathe. Grayson couldn’t distinguish if she looked more like you or him. But fucked he wished she looked like you. He took a seat next to the incubator that held his bundle of joy. The joy he’d been blessed with by you.

“H-hey little one” Grayson struggled to talk. “I’m your Dadda, your mums in a little bit of a situation right now but I’ve got you yeah?” Tears ran down Grayson’s face as he placed a fingertip against the glass. “I’m not gonna let anything bad happen to you” Grayson always said he’d never love anyone more than he’d love you - but this little girl? God she was already Grayson’s entire fucking world. For a single second he forgot you were in surgery. Watching as her tiny lips curled into a soft smile of a mere second. Grayson liked to think it was her acknowledging his presents.

“Grayson?” Jannette interrupted, Grayson forgetting all sense of time as he sat with his baby girl. “It’s your wife—she’s stable, sleeping but stable. She’s being moved to ICU for around the clock observation.”

“We can I Uh, can I see her” Grayson sobbed, his little family okay - not great, not thriving with heath, but okay. Stable. Ethan finally allowing himself to breath for the first time all night.

“We can go up there if you like?” Grayson nodded in response - looking over at Ethan who already knew what Grayson was about to ask.

“I’ll stay here, keep her company, go get your girl Gray” Ethan hugged Grayson tight - being the big brother Grayson needed. “I got you bro”

It felt like time stood still yet sped up all at the same time. Your entire world flipping on its head in the blink of an eye - yet you felt like your entire life was flashing before your eyes. You didn’t know exactly how it happened or why it happened - but all you knew was this.

It was cold, dark and god awful weather out. It seemed that people truly believed that the car you’d been trapped in for nearly half an our had flipped and rolled hours ago. An empty mangled car on the side of the road - nobody stopped to see if there were any occupants. Nobody stopped to snoop. Nobody heard your cry’s - the cry’s of a girl in unimaginable pain. Hoping, praying, as you say helplessly tangled in the seat belt. Blood gushing from wounds you didn’t know what caused and bones shattered from impacts past.

You say there - whimpering as you rubbed your swollen belly. 7 months. 7 months of carrying a child. Promising to keep it safe - keep it sound. You didn’t know the gender, Grayson wanted a surprise. But you know something was utterly wrong.

“We’re Okay? Right bub.” You mumbled as your eyes blurred and head became dizzy. “Mama’s gonna take ca-care of you” you struggled. Succumbing to the feeling of emptiness as you drifted into unconsciousness - the sound of your shattered phone playing your doting husbands ringtone. Replay by iyaz. One final smile appearing on your bloodied broken face as you heard the all to familiar sound. Before.....nothing.

“Grayson!!” Ethan shouted through the house - sitting on the purple couch trying to finish the outro. The two having been out all day. A tried as all hell Grayson not really noticing the time nor how long you’d truly been absent from the house. “Turn your fucking phone off!!” Ethan ordered. Completely over the entire day and just wanted to go the fuck to bed - but not before the outro was done and dusted.

“It’s probably y/n” Grayson twiddled his wedding band as he stood to answer his phone that was sitting on the table - not recognising the number lighting up his screen. “Hello? Is this Mr. Grayson Dolan?” A women who sounded more panicked than calm spoke - needing a confirmation before continuing with her call.

“This is he?” Grayson responded, turning to Ethan with a worried look on his face - eyes glancing up at the time. 2am.

“Mr Dolan, we need you to meet us at the hospital okay? Your wife, she’s unfortunately been in a severe accident and—“ Grayson dropped his phone. Standing still unable to process the news he’d just been told. Was it his fault? Was he a crap husband for not noticing how long you’d been gone? Why didn’t he ring you again and again when he rang you earlier!? Until you picked up. Not that that would’ve made any difference.

“Oh-okay, yeah we’re leaving right now” Ethan confirmed as he spoke to the lady on the phone. Having picked up the discarded phone Grayson had dropped. Touching Grayson shoulder Ethan watched as his younger brother collapsed down to his in unimaginable pain at the thought of losing you. His girl. His wife. The mother of...oh god his child.

“Gray we gotta g—“

“Ca-can’t lose her!!” Grayson screamed as the tears fell - drenching his flushed face. “Can’t—won’t lo-lose her. I can’t!!” Ethan crouched before his brother - knowing he needs all the strength he could get. On the inside Ethan was a mess - if Grayson lost you he lost you too. His sister-in-law. His best friend. Holding the back of Grayson head as he leaned in.

“Listen Gray, this is so fucked up but she needs you bro? Y/n needs you to be there for her because she can’t do this alone? Alright? We gotta go— you’re her husband Grayson” Ethan reminded him. “Y/n needs her husband to be there for her okay?”

Grayson sobbed uncontrollably - but he got up. Knowing Ethan was right. You needed him, and like fuck was he gonna let you slip from his fingers.

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Summary: after taking over her father’s enterprise Y/n is faced with the ever looming factor that she is undeniably a walking target. Rival Mob leader Grayson Dolan might just be her only chance in making her mark in the dangerous city of Fitzroy. 

warnings: mentioned of drug use, violence, death and suggestive smut

word count: 3.2k  (tag list @ghostygray @musicfreak180  @dolansareamazing2001 @spideys-wife )

A/N: SORRY GUYS NOT PROOFREAD!

Summary: after taking over her father’s enterprise Y/n is faced with the ever looming factor that she is undeniably a walking target. Rival Mob leader Grayson Dolan might just be her only chance in making her mark in the dangerous city of Fitzroy.

warnings: drug use, violence, angst. 

word count: 3k  (tag list @ghostygray @musicfreak180 ) 

A/N: Ya girl is really getting invested now. hope you all enjoy chapter five of this saga, send in your feedback because it literally fills me with joy you guys enjoy this just as much as I enjoy writing it for you all.

Grayson watched as Y/n peeled out of Ethan’s gravel driveway as she sped towards his own house. Running his hand furiously through his hair he exhaled an extended huff of breath as he ran back inside. 

“E! Where’s Y/n going in my car?!” He yelled throughout the house before finding Ethan back on his laptop at the kitchen bench. He didn’t flinch at his brother’s anger, used to the way Grayson could lose his temper quickly. 

“Said she left something in the car, why? Where’s she going?” Ethan wasn’t listening properly, barely in the conversation before Grayson slammed the laptop shut. 

“ETHAN! I asked YOU where she went! She’s hurt goddammit!” Ethan again didn’t flinch, not one muscle shuttered as he watched Grayson’s nostrils flare with anger as the vein in his neck began to show.

 “Gray, Y/n isn’t a damsel in distress, she can hold her own. Your sudden laps in judgement must have something to do with the lack of blood pumping to your brain due to it flowing somewhere else? And don’t act like you don’t know what I’m talking about…”King” Ethan mocked Grayson momentarily before reaching for his phone, removing Grayson’s hand from his laptop “And don’t break my shit either! I fixed your girl up and if you keep running around with her I’ll be pulling a bullet or 6 from you too!” Ethan liked Y/n he truly did, for a Southside Katipo she was a smart and strong as they come, Ethan respect that she could fight her own battles but knew deep down that Y/n was Grayson’s one weakness regardless if Grayson would ever admit it himself. 

Summary: after taking over her father’s enterprise Y/n is faced with the ever looming factor that she is undeniably a walking target. Rival Mob leader Grayson Dolan might just be her only chance in making her mark in the dangerous city of Fitzroy.

warning: death, smut, female x male fight 

word count: 3k    (tag list @ghostygray @musicfreak180 )

The gentle sounds of rain splattering against the window woke Y/n from her deep sleep, her eyelids heavy as she blinked and rolled over in the white bed linen she found herself entangled in. A sharp radiating pain shot through her left shoulder as she applied pressure to rest upon her elbows to look around the bedroom she was unfamiliar with. Looking down, she was clad in a baby pink spaghetti strap nightgown which stopped just above the middle of her thigh, definitely not her own. The nightwear was accompanied by the bandage which wrapped around her shoulder and the upper part of her chest, holding what felt like thick padding against her wound. Sitting up she could feel tears threatening to spill over but quickly shook her head, reminding herself who she was. Before she could untangle herself from the mess on sheets a knock was coming from the other side of the door. “Y-yeah?” She answered Shakingly. A shirtless Grayson entered the room wearing nothing but a pair of Deep red boxer briefs. His eyes bloodshot and heavy as he entered slowly before shutting the door behind him, coming to sit on the edge of the bed.