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#Libby x nash
pretty-purple-pages · 2 months
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𝓬𝓸𝔀𝓫𝓸𝔂 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓶𝓮
synopsis: libby gets hate on insta posts and who is nash not to defend his beloved soon-to-be-wife?
pairing: libby x nash (the inheritance games)
content: fluff fluff fluff, hate comments, nash and libby being the perfect couple, mentions of their wedding
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goth_cupcakes baking for my fiancé! <3
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user1 girl i beg you for the recipe 🙏🙏 ↳goth_cupcakes its here [link] ↳user1 you are a goddess thank you ↳user2 she's acc so sweet (like her cookies) liked by goth_cupcakes
cowboylikeme can't wait to marry you ↳goth_cupcakes exactly like its such a LONG time, i want to marry you NOW >:( ↳cowboylikeme patience love ↳user5 i DID NOT need to be reminded of my singleness on a sunday morning >:( ↳scones_ontop frfr ↳motherfaxingmax HEY YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND
hawthorne_heiress gimme some later ↳cowboylikeme hawthornes don't share cookies ↳daredevil he never said smth like this SHARE THE DAMN COOKIES
Grayson_Hawthorne The cupcakes look nice. ↳goth_cupcakes thank you gray but please for the love of god and your work, drop the capitals and punctuation ↳Grayson_Hawthorne No.
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cowboylikeme give me my hat back
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goth_cupcakes nope ↳cowboylikeme please? ↳goth_cupcakes you can do better ↳cowboylikeme my gorgeous goddess girlfriend, soon to be wife, the love and light of my life, i, on my knees beg you to return my hat ↳goth_cupcakes fine 🙄 take the damn hat back ↳hawthorne_heiress everyone, she's sobbing cuz of the 'wife' ↳goth_cupcakes IM NOT ↳user7 i love my parents
user5 the way she keeps him on his knees 🛐 liked by cowboylikeme ↳hawthorne_heiress my sister's so girlboss ↳motherfaxingmax i need lessons cuz my "boyfriend" FORGOT that he had a girlfriend 🙄 ↳scones_ontop I SAID IM SORRY
user6 does no one realise that she's manipulating everyone by being OVERLY sweet SHE IS A LIAR ↳cowboylikeme with all due respect, which is none, fuck off. ↳user2 no one needs your toxicity here ↳hawthorne_heiress bitch you're trying to gaslight people into thinking my sister is manipulative, you're the liar here
user12 user6 OMG I THOUGHT I WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO SAW THIS ↳user18 EXACTLY LIKE SHE'S DISGUSTING ↳Grayson_Hawthorne I have the names and social security numbers.
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cowboylikeme i'd happily get manipulated by this gorgeous liar
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goth_cupcakes 🥹🥹 i love you so so so so much ↳cowboylikeme i love you more darling
user7 if my bf ain't like this im dumping his ass ↳user5 hawthornes raised our standards too high then left us with too high standards and no bitches
user3 user6's been real quiet since this dropped ↳user1 i acc feel second-hand embarrassment for them ↳user2 and user12 and user18 too ↳user4 i heard they went into hiding
user11 i want a nash on the go, please and thank you
hawthorne_heiress you have my full approval to marry my sister liked by cowboylikeme
daredevil wedding when? ↳scones_ontop fr like get married already idiots 🙄 /aff ↳Grayson_Hawthorne The wedding transactions have been made.
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a/n: i'm sorry this so short, its my first smau ever so lmk if you like it
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nonelysianthoughts · 5 months
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Bro barely even knows her yet would already beat someones ass for her.
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rosietrace · 3 months
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Inheritance Games girlies
I low-key wanna write a fanfic about Alisa and Nash during the events of the trilogy 🧍‍♀️
I genuinely had hope for the two of them, so this fic would probably be REALLY self indulgent on my part 😭
I love Libby/Nash dearly, especially with what's gonna happen to them in The Grandest Game, but I really wanted Alisa and Nash to get back together because of the amount of potential they had
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tornqdowarnings · 11 days
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the hawthorne brothers wouldnt last an hour in the asylum where they raised avery
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berystraw · 4 months
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The Masterlist—
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Note: Everything I write is strictly fictional and for entertainment. Any names mentioned that pertain to any person in real life is only coincidental. Read at your own risk! Requests are open!
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The Inheritance Games
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cherrys-writings · 7 months
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Thankyou for replying so fast!can I request grumpy x sunshine dating hcs with grayson hawthorne where reader is the sunshine in the relationship?:)
Grumpy!Grayson x Sunshine!Reader
Thank you for being patient! Once things got rolling I may have gotten a little carried away, but we can never have enough Grayson Hawthorne
Sunshine Reader works at a nonprofit animal shelter. You happened to be working when Grayson came in to assess if the place was worth the foundation's donations 
Grayson being impatient with you at first, how could you not know he was the representative sent to evaluate the place for a grant from the foundation?
He couldn't help but admire your dedication when you ramble about animal personalities, way off track from his original question
Before you were together he thought you were stupid for being kind and optimistic all the time
He still doesn't get it
Grayson is slow to warm to physical contact
Calling him sunshine 
He loves when you touch his face, the way you run your thumbs across his cheekbones 
Telling people "he's smiling on the inside"
The easiest way to pull Grayson from his thoughts: nose boops  
Grayson pretends to be annoyed (he loves the little grin on your face but how do you always know when he's too in his own head)
Grayson being a Hawthorne, pulls out all the stops (kinda over the top and doesn’t know when he’s being too much)
You tell Gray that he’s all you want
He cries, how could he not? Someone he’s head over heels for chose him, told him that he’s enough
Everyone thinks the two of you are adorable
Cuddling touch starved grumpy Grayson, he never knew how much he needed it
He's practically addicted to cuddles
Teaching him to find beauty in the smallest things
In my head (and I hope this happens in The Grandest Game) Grayson builds a relationship with the Graysons (if you felt weird reading that I felt weird writing it)
Savannah having the exact same initial reaction Grayson did
Gigi being your cafe buddy
Attempting to tackle hug Grayson 
Dragging him along for walks on rainy days
Grayson giving in and walking without an umbrella because “it’s not fun with an umbrella”
Nash telling you it's like some part of Grayson has woken up since being with you
Everyone afraid of the absolute murderous look you get when he says Eve keeps trying to contact him  
Both of you give flowers to each other
Grayson confiding that he hasn't felt this happy in a long time 
"Sugar, why are you crying?"
Reassuring Grayson they're good tears 
Grayson slowly being more emotionally expressive 
You convincing Grayson to volunteer at the shelter 
The Brothers welcoming you immediately
Teaching Gray that he doesn’t have to be constantly suspicious of everyone
Becoming besties with Libby, the level of sunshiness is almost too much for everyone
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Got some smut and hurt/comfort in the works.
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never-enough-novels · 25 days
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A Fine Suit
Grayson hawthorne x reader
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Tagging: @lanterns-and-daydreams @hearthown @reminiscentreader @shuhuaspookie @f4iry-bell
A/n: I don't know I don't like the ending 😭😭 but I didn't wanna keep it in drafts anyway so here it goes. All comments and reblogs and likes are appreciated:))
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It was the same as any other day. The sun was shining bright outside and Grayson was again busy and I was bored. Spread lazily on the bed trying to read my book, I thought of ways of curing my boredom.
I decided to get out of the bed, and started to walk towards the closet. I didn’t officially move in with Grayson yet, so I didn’t have much stuff to try and decided to see his closet, thinking it will only be a couple of suits and ties. I opened the place and oh boy was I so wrong.
Grayson Davenport Hawthorne, the man who was supposed to be the hawthorne heir, had 3 massive closets. 3. Closets. Massive ones.
Filled with suits of different colours. Different shades of grey, blue, black, tuxedos as far as the eye can see. All the suits hung with precision, each spaced exactly apart from the next .
Still trying to grasp the full scene I decided to open one of the draws and its filled with different shades of ties. On a whim, I decided to wear on his suits which I recognised knowing he wore it the most. I took the dark blue suit out a picked out a tie which I thought matched with it.
Laying them on the bed I started to change into change. His shirt came upto the top of my things and his trousers were comically huge on me. Rolling them up so it was easier to walk in, I left the suit for the last.
The fabric felt cool and smooth under my fingers as I slid the jacket over my shoulders. It was large on me, the shoulders broad and the sleeves long, but i felt a warmth enveloping me, not just from the suit but from the lingering scent of his cologne.
Laughing at my reflection in the mirror — a mischievous grin plastered across my face, sleeves hanging past my hands — i decided to complete the look with a tie. Just as I was trying to adjust my tie I heard the sound of the door opening.
How the hell did I not hear him?? Panicking as to what to do I decided to close the door. “y/n,love are you ok?”I heard him call. "Yes im fine just give me a second" I said while internally panicking. "What are you doing in my closet" was the last thing I heard before I heard him open the closet door. A moment of silence hung between us, shock and amusement evident on his face.
Grayson stood in the doorway, arms crossed, his lips quirked in a mix of amusement and surprise. "Should I be worried about my wardrobe?" he asked slyly while leaning against the door. Trying to hide the blush coming upto my face I said “I was bored so I decided to try your suits. Quite the collection you have here. I didn’t take you for a fashionista” I said teasingly. Silence hung between us as I saw him rake his eyes across my suit(technically his but whatever). “Do you like it?” I asked a bit apprehensively as I didn’t know what was going on in his head.
He Slowly walks towards me and pulls me towards him by my waist, “I must say the suit does look better on you than me” he said with a soft smile on his face. Smiling widely myself, " I absolutely agree with you. Maybe I should do this more often" looking down at the suit with the millions of ides running in my head. Holding my chin and pulling me more closer if it was possible,"As in much as I like you in this suit, I prefer it off you more" he murmured playfully, his lips brushing against mine.
“Then help me with that,” you replied, your voice teasing.
He didn’t need any more encouragement. His hands were warm and steady as he guided you back toward the bedroom
“Anytime,” he said softly, his eyes fixed on yours with a gaze that promised endless devotion and something else too. Pls the ending bleh I didn't know what the fuck I was doing
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x-liv25-jamieswife · 2 months
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hawthorne weekly dinner head canons
this has been sitting in my drafts for so long (although i only started posting earlier this week, i've had a few posts in my drafts for a while) you can't tell me they don't have weekly dinners. they're all literally so cute. like i can just imagine the four brothers, avery, libby, max, and even rebecca and thea sometimes spending some time all together. i might make a part two bc i honestly love the idea of all of them spending time together at dinner.
max and xander are always talking about the weird things that happened to them that week (once, they managed to get stuck with a lion in a cage at the zoo)
libby and grayson usually cook the food together. xander will help libby make the desserts.
once grayson starts dating someone (lyra probably, for some reason i'm still not convinced they'll end up together), obviously she joins these little dinners.
avery sometimes forces alisa to stop working and join too. she slowly starts to get over nash bc of them (she realises she's a girlboss and doesn't need a man in her life (i hc that she's bi))
grayson really enjoys the meals. he slowly starts to loosen up and smile more (this makes everyone really happy).
they once dared avery to make the food one night, but she's a horrible cook so they just decided to order take out.
jamie, when the plates and everything have been taken away from the table, gets on top of it and starts twerking.
the dinners always lead to everyone settling down in the living room and watching movies/tv shows (in two other posts, i mentioned that xander, grayson, libby, and avery love medical dramas so they probably all just watch that)
rebecca doesn't really like socializing with so many people at once so she brings a book with her. thea notices her all lonely and starts to talk to her bc she's such a good gf (istg they're so cute together).
avery and jameson always sit next to each other and are touching each other (sometimes jamie has an arm wrapped around her shoulder, other times he's holding her hand or places his hand on her thigh.
grayson canonically loves photography, and so these dinners give him the opportunity to show his work. he also takes pictures of them at dinner
sometimes he'll also show everyone some piano pieces he composed (this guy most definitely plays the piano)
these dinner usually end up becoming games of truth or dares, never have i ever, two truths and a lie etc. these games reveal so many things about everyone. so people get to know each other better
libby always has a slew of funny stories about baby avery. avery's always blushing from embarrassment.
sometimes, thea's just on her phone the whole time replying to comments and stuff.
xander likes to sit next to grayson cause he likes to talk about his gadgets and, bc gray doesn't really speak, he can talk freely (gray loves hearing him talk about things he enjoys). xander also has max sitting on his other side so that he can talk to her too, but usually she's busy talking to avery and stuff
during one of these family dinners, they learned that gray had an emo phase when he was 11.
they also learned that avery used to be a hopeless romantic thanks to max and libby (the four brothers, thea, rebecca, and alisa were all shocked cause she doesn't seem like she would be one but then they realized it made sense)
during a game of truth or dare, jameson managed to bang his head so hard on the table he passed out (idk what the dare was)
libby tends to sit across grayson and they start talking about cooking and stuff.
grayson once forgot about the dinner but really wanted to attend. he couldn't find a shirt he liked though and he was so tired that he just showed up shirtless (everyone had no words)
sometimes, avery or one of the brothers will post pics of their dinners and fans always think it's adorable.
jamie and avery will talk about the trips they took together
nash loves to talk about taylor swift's easter eggs/cryptic posts, etc. max who's also a hard core swiftie joins in. the rest of the table, at some point, start to like talking about these easter eggs too, and it becomes a huge thing (i hc that all of them were already swifties prior to these dinners. some less addicted to her music than others though)
they all like reading (except for thea, she doesn't get the point of it) so they start talking about thebooks they like or are currently reading.
at one of these family dinners, its revealed that nash reads smut (people already knew max and xander read smut already cause they aren't ashamed to talk about the weird shit they read)
max is always threatening avery to reveal all of her dirty secrets (they've been friends since childhood, of course max knows things about avery that no one else does)
at first, libby was kinda shy to talk at the table bc she felt like people didn't really care about what she had to say (fuck you drake, it's all cause of him) so nash started comforting her and encouraging her to talk. grayson overheard the conversation and started a conversation with her to encourage her. he told her that she was part of the family whether she wanted to or not, and people wanted to talk to her (she teared up).
sometimes, when libby gets anxious about speaking, nash will put his hand on her thigh and hype her up.
at first, grayson was so happy to have these dinners and be surrounded with people that love him that he would start to tear up in bed at night. over time, he started to accept that these people would always be in his life and stopped crying at night.
if anyone has requests, feel free to leave them! hope you guys like these <3. also here's a little seating plan i made for fun :) when lyra joins someday, she sits between gray and rebecca.
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natskys-w · 3 months
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EXCUSE ME,
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😵🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺😵
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lyrakanefanatic · 2 months
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i think i kind of have an idea for what lyra’s and grays relationship is going to be like!
so, we know that avery didn’t work out with grayson because she wanted risks and gambles, meanwhile grayson more wanted to protect the people he loves, and she didn’t want to be protected. and i think the reason avery is so drawn to risks is because her whole life she’s practically been invisible. she’s just been the average girl who never really got to live her life (in the way she does after tfg) and was never really in the eye of the storm, so that’s why her and grayson weren’t really meant for each other.
but what if lyra instead was in the eye of the storm her whole life? what if she seeks someone like graysons protection at times because she had to fight her whole life, (maybe in poverty, maybe other things idrk) and her life wasn’t really considered easy. im not saying that she has to be a fragile character who needs to be protected all the time, im just saying that maybe she’s been having to protect and fight for herself for so long that for once she feels safe having another person look out for her. and i think this because grayson is a character who generally likes looking out and protecting his partner in relationships. maybe in tgg he grows and doesn’t feel the need to as much, but no matter what he wants to protect the people he loves. i can imagine lyra being a character who can, without a doubt, defend and protect herself, but for once can feel at ease knowing that she’s not alone in the fight and has someone looking out for her. perhaps not as a bodyguard who needs to defend her from everything, but as an ally who will always be there for her.
anyways thanks for coming to my ted talk! 🤗👏
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ravisinghs-wife · 1 year
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✼ Masterlist ✼
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The Inheritance Games
Jameson Hawthorne
Jameson Hawthorne Dating Headcanons
Grayson Hawthorne
Grayson Hawthorne Dating Headcanons
I write for jameson, grayson, xander, nash, avery and libby
A Good Girls Guide to Murder
Ravi Singh
Ravi Singh Dating headcanons
I write for ravi, pip and cara
Shatter me
Aaron warner
Meeting/Dating Aaron Warner Headcanons
I write for Aaron and kenji
Percy Jackson
Percy Jackson
Percy dating tall!fem!reader headcanons
the seven plus nico and Reyna and their red flags
Annabeth chase
the seven plus nico and Reyna and their red flags
Jason Grace
the seven plus nico and Reyna and their red flags
Piper mclean
the seven plus nico and Reyna and their red flags
Leo valdez
the seven plus nico and Reyna and their red flags
Reyna
he seven plus nico and Reyna and their red flags
I write for percy, annabeth, Leo, piper, Jason, reyna and thalia
Fandoms I write for besides the ones listet above: mcu, grishaverse and the marauders (Harry Potter)
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catapparently · 14 days
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~The Glass Ballerina's Reputation~
-CHAPTER 2 - Gorgeous
CHAPTER 1 | CHAPTER 3
Notes: Very bad (in comparison to my usual works) filler chapter but it's necessary
Summary of Ch1: Flashback for poor Avery. She'd always play games with her mom. One day, when her mom was in the hospital, she gave Avery one last game and sent her on a treasure hunt. In the end, Avery only found Libby's phone number. By the time she made it back, her mother had died. Libby moved in with Avery in her little apartment above her mom's old antique shop and helps her co-manage the store. Nash comes in one day to buy a dagger and hits (nicely) on Libby. Avery angwy.
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Nash had been stopping by the antique shop more and more often lately. It was painfully obvious that he was here to see Libby. Avery didn’t like him in the slightest; to her, it seemed like he pitied their situation. Every time he stopped by, he bought one of the pricier items with his fancy card. She wasn’t a fool; she knew exactly what he was trying to do. He didn’t need to step in. They were doing just fine. After Avery had contacted her two years ago, Libby moved into the apartment above the little shop with her. She fell in love with all the antiques, and so,  she decided to help her out and co-manage while Avery went to school.
The dainty bell on the door rang. It had been her mother’s pride and joy when it was first installed. The shop had always been her biggest dream ever since she’d been a teenager. Having a bell that rang everytime a customer came in made her mother feel like it was ‘a real shop’. Avery looked up from her history textbook to silently judge whoever had entered the shop this time.  
Nash. Again. Of course, but this time he had company. Two boys followed him closely, both taller than him. All three were carrying cardboard boxes. One of them was about an inch shorter than the other one and had pale blonde hair. If her poker face weren’t perfect, she might have laughed at the sight of him in a fancy, stiff suit in the unbearable Texas weather.
She would have if she wasn’t so focused on whatever he was palming in his pocket. The outline of it faintly resembled that of a gun. Her fingers tightened around the edge of the counter.  
She wasn’t used to feeling fear, completely unfamiliar to that sinking feeling in her chest: the way her heart sped up, her thoughts jumbling and all of her senses hyper aware of everything around her.  
She wasn’t stupid. They clearly had money, and she didn’t even need to have seen Nash’s debit card to know it. It was apparent in the way that the three of them dressed and held themselves, looking at everything like they could own it and control it with a snap of their fingers. The gun could only mean one thing; they were criminals of some sort. Gangsters? No, gangsters didn’t have that much money or elegance.  
Her throat went dry as she recalled the headlines in the newspaper the other day: ‘Mafia territory wars in Texas’. She knew her gut had been right about this Nash guy. Not good for Libby.  
Nash grinned at her and set his box on the counter. 
“Hey, kid. We brought you some old, unique stuff that you could definitely sell for a lot.”  
“Libby’s not here,” she said, trying to calm herself down. If Nash- or whoever he reported to- wanted her or her sister dead, he would have killed her earlier.  
Mafia. Not good. But, if not good, why handsome? His brothers looked like younger versions of those Greek mythology figures in movies.  
She shifted uncomfortably. The blonde one was scrutinizing her face intently. She knew she wasn’t model pretty, just average with her ashy brown hair, but did he really need to look at her like something was wrong with her face? His pale grey eyes were honestly breathtaking, but he sure looked scary like this, stoic and unmoving. 
The other brother, brown-haired, elbowed him. “Cut it out, Gray.” 
Great. One evil-gun-brother identified. ‘Gray’.  
Nash cleared his throat. “Oh, yeah, introductions. Sorry, kid. These are my younger brothers, Grayson and Jameson.” 
They set their boxes on the counter too, and Nash started pulling out objects he brought and showing them to her. “ This is a really old typewriter, a limited edition. A Hammond 1, 1885. You could sell it for a lot. Then there’s-” 
He stopped short, and both he and Grayson turned to look at the other brother who had pulled out a glass princess ballerina from his box.  
“Why are you looking at me like that? We don’t have a use for it anymore, and it would cost a lot.” 
Avery felt her blood boil in her veins. Damn Nash and his obvious savior complex. She and Libby did not need saving. They were fine just the way they were. So what if they lived in a shitty little apartment and could barely afford the heating? They were alive and weren’t starving. He didn’t need to pity them and play charity.  
Jameson flashed a wide smile at her, meeting her eyes with his own striking green ones as he handed her the intricate glasswork. “How about you keep it? I think it suits you rather well.” 
Despite her reservations towards them and their intentions, Avery couldn’t help the slight warmth that rose to her cheeks as she took the piece of glass from him. “They’re dangerous, Avery,” she thought. “Bad guys. One of them has a gun.”  
Grayson stepped forward; leaning over the counter to stare right into her soul, as though ready to call her out on any dishonesty. 
“Say, Miss Grambs, have you ever heard of the name Kaylie Rooney, Morticia Rooney, or Hannah Rooney? Anybody with that last name?” He stared at her, and, even with his emotionless, controlled facade, she could tell that he was suspicious of something, that he definitely had an ulterior motive to ask her that.
Jameson glared at him. “That was my line to ask.” 
Avery ignored him. “How did you know my last name?” She frowned, crossing her arms.  
“I have my sources. Now answer the question.” Grayson retorted.  
“No, I don’t.” 
“No secret inheritances? Maybe your mother or grandmother? Relatives?” 
She wasn’t going to let this conceited stranger with a gun in his pocket boss her around like this. “My family is hardly any of your concern, and, for the record, my mother- Sarah Grambs- is dead, and I’ve never met any relatives.” 
Nash cleared his throat once more, the sound echoing in the silent room. Avery was considering giving him cough syrup as a fuck-off-and-leave-my-sister-alone gift.  
“Sorry about him, kid. There’s someone very important to us who’s missing, and we thought you might have seen something in this shadier part of the neighborhood. Grayson is, um, particularly emotional about it.” 
Lie. She thought that he’d be a better liar than this. She’d watched so many murdery mystery movies, and the handsome mafia guys always lied flawlessly. 
She felt even more insulted now. Not only was he trying to give her and Libby- though mostly Libby- more money by buying random stuff from the store, but now he was insulting their neighborhood, and, by extension, the fact that they couldn’t afford a place in a nicer one. Or Avery was too sensitive. Who knows? She’d become a lot of things in the two years after her mom’s death.  
Taking the lead, he ushered his brothers towards the door, a hand placed on each of their shoulders. Just as he was leaving, he spun around, remembering something.  
“Oh, but if you ever find out something about someone with the last name Rooney, just ask Libby to give ya my phone number, ‘lright? See ya.” 
With that, he walked out, joining his brothers in a sleek black car. Avery stared at them suspiciously through the windows, trying to ignore the fact that Libby was texting Nash, and that Drake would be furious if he ever found out. Jameson slid his hand into his pocket, feeling around for an object. She couldn’t see much from this far, but her eyes caught a metallic glint. A gun? Another weapon? Whatever it was, she was wary of them.  
Once they were gone, she closed up the shop for lunch. She went to the room behind the counter and sat on the worn-out couch, pulling out her old phone and typing “Hawthorne Texas” into the search bar. Nothing on Wikipedia or anything else. Finally, she found an article that read “Son of the head of Hawthorne Mafia, Tobias Hawthorne II, dead in fire on Hawthorne Island”. So her suspicions had been right. They were mafia. She scrolled through the article, and a picture of said Tobias II came up. She stared at it, an unsettling feeling churning in her heart. He looked painfully familiar, like an itch in the depths of your brain when you forget something, but you can’t remember what. She was very sure she’d never seen him before. Had she?
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WE NEED SOME LYRA AND GRAY HCS 🙏
OKAYYYYY 🤭🤭🤭🙌
- grayson calls her “ms. kane” when he’s teasing her but usually just calls her “my love” or just “love” 🤭
- she’s the only one who can make him blush, and somehow managed to do it in front of his brothers. they all cheered and snapped a photo, but grayson went onto all of their phones and deleted it 💀
- whenever grayson plans a visit with gigi and sav they always make him bring lyra too because they “love her more than him” (in a joking way, but gray still told lyra and she found it funny)
- when grayson first met her parents, lyra forced him to wear a NORMAL outfit (normal pants and a nice shirt) and his brothers were all speechless when he left the house 😭😭
- whenever xander can’t get grayson to agree to something stupid, he always makes lyra ask (and he always say yes to her 🤭)
- he loves giving her nose kisses and she loves giving him forehead kisses
- before gray and lyra became a thing, gray used to wake up at around 5:30, but after they started dating and lyra started sleeping in his bed she made him get up at 7 instead because “nobody should be waking up at that time” (he’s lowk grateful for it though because he ends up feeling more energized when he does wake up)
- THIS ONES MORE A SPECIFIC SITUATION BUT STILL!!
- gray, lyra, avery, libby, max, xan, Jamie, and nash were all swimming in the pool to cool off on a hot day, when suddenly jameson pushes lyra into the pool (they’re besties so it was in a joking way 💀)
- gray gives him a look, and when lyra comes up for air and starts saying “ow, jameson you made me scrape my ankle really hard, I think it’s bleeding” the look turns into a lecture
- lyra puts a hand out for gray to hold and help her out, when suddenly her pained expression turns into a devilish grin. She tugs on his hand, and sends him flying into the pool. everybody starts laughing, when Xander’s eyes go wide and he starts telling lyra to swim to the little stairs thing that gets you out of the pool (help I forgot what it’s called 💀)
- lyra realizes at the same time what everyone else did, that she needed to swim away as fast as she could. why? because she, who is the most average and slow swimmer to ever walk this planet, just pushed a practically olympic swimmer into a pool. NOT a good idea. 💀
- she swims away, going underwater to help her move faster, when her legs suddenly get pulled from behind her. She gets spinned around and is suddenly face to face with grayson. he’s smiling, and has the same devilish expression that lyra wore earlier. taking her up with him for air, he puts an arm under her legs and one on her back and carries her out of the water baby style. xander grins and steps toward grayson, and suddenly he was carrying her ankles, and grayson was holding her arms. they threw her into the pool, and grayson teased her for the rest of the day for being a slow swimmer 🙄💗
- he’s very big on hand placement, so he always has a hand on her thigh or around her waist 🤭🙌
- lyra is a very light sleeper, meanwhile graysons a DEEP sleeper. because of this, lyra could bang pots and pans in the morning and still not wake him up, but if grayson tries to get her head off his chest with even the slightest movement in the morning she’ll immediately wake up 💀
- he’s obsessed with how she looks in dresses with the leg slit (😻) and always tells her how beautiful she looks wearing them
- grayson is in love with lyras voice, so whenever he’s having a panic attack she’s always there whispering sweet things in his ear, or even just stories that she grew up being read, and it always calms him down 😭💗💗
- acacia loves lyra and lyras mom (assuming she has a good relationship with her mom) loves grayson 🫶🫶
- grayson loves to braid lyras hair, so sometimes when she gets out of the shower and is about to go to bed he’ll braid it 💗💗
- grayson loves how she looks in dark red lipstick and can’t stop kissing her whenever she does wear it 🤭🤭
- and she loves how he looks in suits (although she’ll never admit it because she doesn’t want his ego to get somehow bigger 💀)
- grayson always has to lie about how much he spends on clothes/gifts for lyra cuz she’ll be mad if he spends too much 💀
- for example it’d go like this:
- “hey gray, how much did you spend on this necklace you got me?”
-“$60.”
-“are you sure? dont lie”
“……$600”
“are you serious?? that’s way too much to spend on a necklace!”
“okay, then you’re not gonna like the actual price..”
“why? what’s the actual price?”
“…”
“grayson…”
“just… just add one more zero…”
“$6000?????”
- because of that whole thing, she’s somehow convinced him to not spend too much money on her (he still does anyway 💀)
OKAY THATS ALL THANKS FOR THE REQUEST 🫶🫶
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tornqdowarnings · 8 days
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when your card declines at therapy so the make you read the wine cellar flashback scene in the final gambit
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cherryschaos · 8 months
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Avery to Jameson at some point: Don't panic moonwalk away from me
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cherrys-writings · 2 months
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Dating grayson and him getting jealous?:)thank youu!!
Your Favorite Kisses
+18 Explicit sexual content, biting, marking, jealous Grayson
It’s not like you could have guessed this was the missing piece to your relationship. Probably a dream relationship, two friends accidentally falling for each other. You and Grayson becoming an Us. Nothing felt more right, you had him now and you couldn’t get enough, finally able to touch every inch of him. You tangle your fingers in his light hair, losing yourselves in each other. Grayson’s toned body trapping you against the wall, wandering hands teetering the line between confidence and hesitation. Your legs wrapped around his waist. Never failing to pull a gasp from you when he easily hauls you off your feet. You get to watch Grayson let go of his control. His perfect, deliberate kisses turning rushed and clumsy. The grazes of his teeth turning to full bites. 
The little “innocent” kisses. Something about when he kisses your hand makes you blush harder than anything. In public, Grayson will rarely do more than kiss your hands or cheeks, but he doesn’t keep his hands to himself. Always needing physical contact: an arm around your waist, a gentle hand on the small of your back, hand resting on your knee, or his fingers laced with yours. 
Affectionately dubbed the “princely brother,” Grayson once responded to a question about your relationship with, “she’s my queen.”
Then there are the less frenzied kisses. When you’re straddling his lap or laying on top of him. Grayson is content to hold you against him and explore your mouth with his tongue. His hands cradling your face, gently biting your lip, groaning into your mouth when you inevitably roll your hips against his. Until his large hands lock you in place, shushing your whine with an “I know sweetheart,” murmured against your skin. Always waiting for you to settle before starting again. Slowly getting you riled up with his hands lazily wandering, until you’re practically begging him to fuck you. Even then, he takes his time, worshiping every inch of your body. Kissing every area of exposed flesh, sucking and biting until you’re marked to his liking. Each one in a place for his eyes alone. 
You wouldn’t dare let anyone know that your favorite kisses come when Grayson is jealous. When someone has been staring too long, gotten a little too touchy,or flirted a bit too hard. Grayson has only so much self-control and it takes all of it to civilly get you away from whoever thinks they can touch what belongs to him and get you out of there. He doesn’t let you get a word out before crashing his mouth to yours, claiming the sounds you make as he pins you against the nearest wall, counter, whatever and pushing his thigh between your legs. 
Biting the sensitive part of your neck and growling, “almost bent you over and fucked you right there. Show him exactly who you belong to.”
Grayson’s hand covering your mouth as he plunges his fingers into your soaked entrance. “So wet already. Bet you wanted him to see me fuck you, huh?”
Your barely muffled moans are answer enough, his fingers curling just right. Grayson is just as relentless with his fingers as he is with his cock, bringing you to the edge, but not letting you fall into bliss, not yet. He wants to hear you beg for it. Beg for him to let you come. He doesn’t care who hears you, they’ll all know how good he makes you feel. The things you let him do to you. Not that pompous ass that had the audacity to touch what’s his. 
Grayson has you bent over a counter, hand tangled in your hair, forcing you to look at yourself in the mirror as he takes what he needs. You’re thankful for the waterproof mascara when tears pool in your eyes because it's too much but just so good. His face pressed against your neck, muttering obscene words as he leaves deep purple bruises you know you won’t be able to hide. 
“Everyone will know who you belong to now. Fuck. Gonna have my cum running down your thighs the rest of the evening.”
Grayson stifles his groans against your neck, “who do you belong to?”
“I’m yours.” you pant
“Tell them who you belong to,” he growls
“I’M YOURS”
Your legs nearly give out when you come, shuddering in his arms. His hips jerk then still when he finally comes, panting against your shoulder. He helps you fix your hair as best you can before finding a back way to sneak you out of whatever event you’re at. Grayson makes sure to go back and find that bastard. Keeping eye contact as he wipes your smeared lipstick from his mouth with a handkerchief.
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