#Tig

[whousestypewriters]

cupcakes and cowboys - nash x libby

pairing: nash hawthorne x libby grambs

warnings: minor swearing

a/n: when i tell you it was so hard to find decent photos for this. anyway my lovely pookie @gergthecat was complaining to me abt the lack of libbynash content so im fixing that 😌 hope you enjoy <33 sorry its so short :)

these two are the cutest mf's everrrr

they wear matching outfits - when i say that i mean libby would dress normally and nash would try and match

obvi with matching cowboy boots and hats

they have date nights every week taking turns on who decides what they do

nash likes to go out and libby likes to stay in

nash will eat anything libby bakes - whether its good or not

like seriously stuff any type of cupcake under his nose and he'll eat it

you best believe nash is the most respectful man out there

he's holding doors open, helping with cooking (which usually ends with flour everywhere and libby on the counter being grumpy because he made a mess) the little things all of it

he stops her grumpy pout with a kiss and a charming grin

they have a "kiss me" "yes ma'am" relationship

nash likes to make libby blush because he thinks its the cutest thing ever

libby physically choked when she first saw him shirtless who can blame her?

they give each other small gifts randomly

libby has a cowboy hat and boot collection

when nash took libby on his motorbike he went faster so she would hold on tighter

nash likes to sleep in libby's room because its got little bits of her

and cause he can snuggle up next to her

FOREHEAD KISSES

you best believe nash sneaks in little kisses everywhere and anytime

it makes libby blush

nash is protective

like you looked at my girl wrong? death stare (he'd never hurt anyone... in public)

if someone makes libby feel uncomfortable he's barging in the and wrapping an arm around libby possessively

#nash westbrook hawthorne #nash hawthorne #nash x libby #libbynash #nashlibby #nash hawthorne x libby grambs #the inheritance games #the hawthorne legacy #the final gambit #the brothers hawthorne #the grandest game #tig #thl #tfg #tbh #tgg #games untold #ems writes ᯓ★

[mafiasliege]

Am I the only one who's slightly sad that Avery's never called Jameson "Jamie"

#like ik it's what his brothers call him only #and that bitch skye #but screw her #anyway #avery pls call him jamie he's got like a thousand nicknames for you #🙏🙏🙏 #the inheritance games #tig #the grandest game #jameson hawthorne #avery grambs #averyjameson #javery #jameson x avery #avery x jameson

[scorpioncobrababe84]

As much as I want Terry to reign supreme and not be arrested…imagine the conjugal visits….

#alright lock him up a little bit #ugh and he’d be handcuffed #all his pent up rage taken out on my body #literally break the government funded bed #cobra kai #terry silver #thomas ian griffith #tig #tkk3 #the cult of tig #cobra kai s6

[lxvebelle]

sorry chat i had to🙏

#𓍼ོ belle speaks .ᐟ ˎˊ˗ #goodreads #erm! #goodreads review #reviews #book review #the grandest game #the inheritance games #the hawthorne legacy #the final gambit #the inheritance trilogy #tgg #tig #thl #tfg #jennifer lynn barnes

[urbanflorals]

guys hear me out....

i know you love louis as jamie but my fancast for him is mortz hau

like

#ems rambles #jameson hawthorne #jameson winchester hawthorne #the inheritance games #the hawthorne legacy #the final gambit #the brothers hawthorne #games untold #tig

[riddles-n-games]

Xander prior to coming on the roof in THL:

Xander listening through Jameson's bugged phone: What you doin'?

Xander looking at Jameson's location on his phone: Where you at?

Xander listening through the door of the roof: Oh, you got plans?

Xander opening the door to the roof: Don't say that. Not without me!

And scene.

#xander blackwood hawthorne #xander hawthorne #jameson winchester hawthorne #jameson hawthorne #hawthorne brothers #hawthorne shenanigans #jameson was annoyed af during that scene #they totally had a fight after school #the inheritance games memes #tig memes #the inheritance games #the hawthorne legacy #tig #thl

[ozzgin]

Yandere! Bad Guy x Reader

I am currently in my Natural Born Killers nostalgia, and so I'm borrowing its vibes and bringing you this: a bad-to-the-bone, rock-and-roll attitude yandere who constantly makes you question your own morality. Featuring an old OC!

Content: gender neutral reader, violence, murder, male yandere

He fell in love with you at first sight. A goody two shoes, quiet and obedient. Shy. Oh, terribly shy. You couldn't even meet his eyes. He knew you were the kind others would step on, take advantage of. But there was more to it, much more to uncover.

Who was it? A relative, a friend, a coworker? You know, that person holding you back, keeping you in your place. The one who'd always make you feel small and insignificant. The one who would always find something to criticize. How did it feel when you found them on the ground, bashed in and bloodied up? He was standing above the lifeless body, catching his breath, a cocky smile plastered on his face. His way of courting you.

He looked so tall in that moment, towering above your hesitant self, his gaze of a confidence and intensity you'd never known before. "Well? What are you waiting for? Get in", he said, gesturing towards a convertible he most likely stole earlier that day. What possessed you in that moment to join him without delay? Was it his charisma? Or did you know in the depth of your soul that he wouldn't take no for an answer?

You see, he's known it from the beginning. Someone like you needs someone like him. You’re a sweet little lamb lost among the wolves. The world would eat you right up if you were left by yourself. But now you have him. And he won't let his precious prey get away. Oh, dear, no. If he wants something, he gets it. And he's never wanted anything more than you.

"You didn't...even tell me your name", you sheepishly spoke up from the passenger seat, trying to keep your mind away from the crime you'd just witnessed. "Just call me Tig", he said casually with a yawn, speeding away. "Won't you be in trouble, Tig? Why would you even kill-" you tried to reason. "What kinda question is that? They treated you like shit and it pissed me off." He glanced at you with a frown, taking another drag off his cigarette. "You're mine now, so whatever happens to you is my business. Got it?" You just stared. Was that his way of asking you out?

Tig lives by his own rules, as you quickly learned from becoming his companion. Always on the run, indifferent to the world. For the most part, to your surprise, he's well-behaved. If people don't mess with him, he doesn't mess with them. Simple as that.

Anything involving you, however, sets him off terribly. Like a rabid, ferocious guard dog, he's ready to pounce on whoever approaches you the wrong way. Last week you stopped at a highway diner for coffee, and on your way back to your table, you jokingly pulled a clumsy dance move to the song playing from the speakers. Tig observed you with an amused smile, sipping from his cup. A passerby joined you, resting his arm on your waist flirtatiously. Tig's smile dropped in an instant, and next thing you knew, the whole place was splattered in blood. No one made it out.

"I didn't even finish my coffee", you whined, already used to the occasional massacre. The man hopped behind the counter and threw on a bloodied cap. "What will it be, sir/ma'am?" he pretended, dangling a takeaway cup and starting the espresso machine. "I never told you, but I used to be a barista", he declared proudly. An entirely different person from the unhinged killer you witnessed minutes ago. "What? You said you were a mechanic", you questioned with raised brows. "That's also true. I'm a jack of all trades, I suppose. You know what I'm best at, though?" He lowered himself until his forehead touched yours. "Pleasing you."

The man is romantic in his own way. He twists the key, and the engine stops. You follow him out of the car in confusion. "Why did we stop here?" He briefly lifts himself up onto the tall fence securing the bridge, and inhales deeply. "Isn't it a nice view?" he says, nodding ahead. It is a scenic sight, sure. The river slithers along the lush valley, and the setting sun gives everything a dramatic tint. "Give me your hand", he suddenly demands as he goes to grab it himself. Before you can ask for an explanation, he quickly drags a blade across your palm, and you wince in pain. He repeats the gesture with his own hand, locking his fingers with yours over the rail. You watch as fresh blood trails along your skin, eventually falling into droplets and vanishing into the river. "Now we're going to be everywhere", he remarks playfully. "Okay, but what was the point?" you insist, a little baffled.

"Isn't it obvious? Maybe this will help", he continues, procuring a ring from his pocket. "I'm saying I want to marry you, (Y/N)."

You open your mouth to answer, but he already slides it up your finger, eyes glimmering in excitement.

"You're never getting away from me, love."

#yes I'm advertising the movie again because it's a CLASSIC #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x darling #yandere x you #yandere headcanons #yandere scenarios #yandere imagines #yandere killer #yandere delinquent #yandere oc #yandere oc x reader #yandere male #yandere male x reader #yandere boyfriend #male yandere #doodle #my art #yandere art #tig

[artstatues]

I promise. - g.h × reader.

wc : 545

pairings : grayson hawthorne x fem!reader, from the inheritance games.

synopsis : in which you find your boyfriend in a situation where he thinks hes worthless, that you'll leave him one day.

warnings : nothing really, js angst and fluff, and grayson being grayson ( hes depressing so thats the warning ), also reader using "baby" bc i cant think of a pet name to call gray

a/n : wrote this as a drabble ish but think im happy with it. reader's kinda fine this time ngl

taglist : @never-enough-novels, @reminiscentreader, @urbanflorals, @kozumesphone, @reyna-obsessed, @lxvebelle, @shuhuaspookie, @off-to-the-r4ces, @pockyyasii.

You entered the room to find Gray sitting on your shared bed, staring blankly at a wall. “Gray?” You called, walking closer towards the bed. “Hm?” He softly answered, snapping out of his trance, finally looking at you. “You okay?” You sat down next to him, reaching out a hand to place on his soft cheeks. He slightly flinched at the contact before answering. “Mhm, I’m okay, love.” He gave you a soft smile and a reassuring nod, but you’ve known Grayson for too long to think any of  it was real. “Tell me? Please baby?” You pouted, looking up at him, eyes locked with his gorgeous icy ones. “I’m okay, really princess. Thank you.” He insisted with a soft peck on your lips. Any other girl would have thought he was perfectly fine, but you didn’t think so. It was a habit of his, to distract others and divert their attention to something else rather than himself. “Grayson. I’m serious, please, tell me what’s wrong?” You practically begged, trying to form the softest, most convincing puppy dog eyes ever. “Mmmm,” Grayson softly groaned, breaking eye contact. You moved closer, now straddling his lap. “Look at me, please baby,” The whine in your voice was now more evident. You’d know better than to push Gray, but you couldn’t see him like this. He was going to be distant, again. He was going to close himself off, again. He was going to lock his heart up in a steel cage, again. You gently reached for his chin before tilting it towards you. “Please, don’t close me off, not again.” You were becoming so desperate at this point, maybe too desperate. “I’m sorry, princess. I won’t close you off again, I promise, I won’t.” His eyes quickly returned to yours, but you could see the void behind those cold blue eyes. “Talk to me then?” You begged. “Fine– sure, yes, sorry. See this is fucking why–” He finally talked, before apologizing then harshly whispering to himself. His hands found his hair, softly yet aggressively pulling at it. His first sign of panic. “Hey, hey, Gray, breathe, breathe. Yeah just like that, breathe. Talk to me?” You panicked as well. “You’re going to leave, once you really figure out who I am behind all of these fucking layers, you’re going to leave, aren’t you?” He quickly sputtered. You were still trying to figure out what he just said. “You’re gonna leave, trust me love. You’re going to leave once you realize that I really am worthless below all these layers I display.” He took a shaky breath. “Grayson, please, look at me.” You gently pulled away the hands that were in his hair. “You mean so much to me, Gray. I’d never leave you. I would never. You mean the world to me, leaving you would be my biggest mistake.” You explained, some parts of you begging for him to realize it. “Really?” His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, so did his gaze. “Yes, truly, I mean it. All of it. I promise with my life that I’ll be here for you, baby.” You smiled up at him. “Promise?” He whispered. You extended a pinky in response before he interlocked his own with yours. “I promise, handsome.”

#the inheritance games #the hawthorne legacy #the final gambit #the brothers hawthorne #the grandest game #the hawthorne brothers #tig #thl #tfg #tgg #grayson hawthorne #grayson davenport hawthorne #grayson hawthorne x you #grayson hawthorne x reader #grayson x reader #grayson x y/n #grayson x you #writing #writers on tumblr #writeblr #my work

[mrs-jameson-hawthorne]

PART 3 OF JAMESON HAWTHORNE IRL (YES, I'M TURNING THIS INTO A SERIES)

As many of you have seen from my previous post about this wonderful event, I met Jamie irl and our moms are friends from uni!! I called him at 1 am where we live and talked for nearly an hour. We had talked at the embassy for a while, but we really got to know each other and our full names (his middle and last name are even better). So his full name is James Maxime Beaumont and he's part FRENCH. LIKE WTF?????? Yeah, I actually asked him if he had heard of tig and reminded him of how I said that he looked like Jameson, but guess what?! MY MAN'S READ THE FIRST BOOK!! HE ALSO HAS TWO BROTHERS, GABRIEL AND THEODORE (I'LL TRY TO SET SOME OF YALL UP). He made the dumbest jokes and when I asked him to ask me a riddle (yes @f4iry-bell, I asked him) and you know which riddle he asked me???? "What can be touched but can't be seen?" Out of the millions of riddles he could've asked, he picked this one?!?!? And you bet it touched my heart 😉(please tell me someone understood that). We just rambled on and on about the weirdest things and it was really comforting for some reason. WE'RE ALSO GOING TO MEET UP WHEN OUR MOMS DO!! I CAN'T WAITTTTTT

AHHHH UFHA IUGBHYEHRRR KQRARVGK

MORE UPDATES ABOUT THIS COMING SOON!!!

*BTW, THE LAST AND MIDDLE NAMES I GAVE HIM ARE SIMILAR BUT DIFFERENT FROM HIS REAL NAME. I BASED THEM ON HIS REAL NAME, BUT THEY ARE DIFFERENT. I DON'T WANT ANYTHING TO HAPPEN TO MY FUTURE HUSBAND JUST AS I MEET HIM*

@f4iry-bell @jamcarven @his-littlefox @jkriordanverse

#tumblr #tig #mrs-jameson-hawthorne #jameson winchester hawthorne #jameson hawthorne #future husband #jennifer lynn barnes #the inheritance games #like wtf

[emelia07]

I just KNOW jameson hawthorne understands hand placement

#jameson hawthorne x reader #the inheritance games #jameson hawthorne #the brothers hawthorne #the final gambit #tig #the grandest game #tfg

[thejudeduarte]

#apollo acadian #apollo #ouabh #evajacks #taryn hate club #taryn duarte #adam kent #shatter me #shatter me series #tcp #the cruel prince #tfota #the folk of the air #jurdan #warnette #locke #tig #the inheritance games #eve laughlin #evangeline fox #ew #immediate ick #guess who I picked

[mt-jupiter]

starting with the first hawthorne brother we meet, grayson !

this is basically what i imagine in my head

left is my attempt at following his canon description, right includes some silly headcanons

i, for one, think he's very pretty either way

he's my personal favourite of the hawthornes; i want to wrap him up in a fluffy blanket and give him so many kisses until he tries to bite me about it

he's desperate to be loved and im so eager to love, it works out

#also giving him gold accessories in the hc version instead of silver really felt like #“fuck you” *un-grays your son* #i don't know how much jewellery he wears in canon but i like jewellery so i gave him some #it was so hard not to pierce his ears though #grayson hawthorne #the inheritance games #tig #tig fanart #tig headcanons #grayson hawthorne headcanons #grayson hawthorne fanart #digital art #art #fanart #inheritance games fanart #inheritance games headcanons

[mafiasliege]

Grayson, sleeping: (◡_ゝ⁠◡)

Nash: aww he looks so peaceful

Jameson, smirking and pulling out a sharpie: and so defenseless

#the inheritance games #tig incorrect quotes #the grandest game #jameson hawthorne #grayson hawthorne #nash hawthorne #tig #the brothers hawthorne #the hawthorne brothers

[whousestypewriters]

photos of you - grayson hawthorne x reader

pairing: grayson hawthorne x fem!reader

warnings: swearing [like one word] kissing + flufffffff

a/n: so grayson my pookie wookie is getting a fic hehe! should i write a synopsis at the begining of each fic? idk im too lazy to do it rn lol -also its kinda short so sorry

"grayson!" you shriek when you enter his bedroom.

its plain and simple - like grayson - except nothing like grayson because anyone who's met him knows that grayson hawthorne isn't plain or simple.

he's smart, cunning, always sharply dressed - and man does he look good in a suit. like seriously he's so toned and muscly - which you may or may not know after having snuck out to watch him swim once... or twice... okay you do it all the time - he's like a freaking greek god in the form of a human-

sorry what?

got off track there. oops.

anywayyyy

you storm into grayson's room absolutely livid, pacing back and forth in front of a slightly amused grayson.

"like seriously she was such a bitch!" you say swinging around to face him again. "she actually called me the sloppy immature freak. can you believe it? like seriously that girl wouldn't know hard work if it gave her a high five... in the face... with a chair!"

you spin around again resuming your pacing continuing on before he can say anything.

"and to come at me during work-" your eyes catch onto grayson's open computer. "hey, what's that?"

all but forgetting your rant about the bitchy co-worker of yours, you move over to grayson's desk and plop down into his chair, focusing on the laptop in front of you.

"are these from our date last saturday?" you ask when you feel his presence at your back.

"yeah, i took a few and then had the flower stall vendor take some as well," his rich voice reaches down to your ears.

you flick through the photos your heart melting with each one he took. most are photos of you not paying attention to him and looking around happily at the park you were at. pure happiness shines in your eyes and you lean back into grayson silently thanking him and complimenting him on his work.

"its all you," he whispers as if he read your mind.

you instantly pause when you reach a photo of you both. you're looking at the camera smiling at the kind vendor but grayson. grayson.

he's looking at you like you're his entire world. like he'd willingly give up everything just to see you happy. the pure love, adoration and devotion in his eyes almost brings you to tears.

god you loved him.

"i like this one," you squeak out, still

"why's that?"

"because you can see how much you love me," you smile getting up out of your seat and wrapping your arms around his neck. "you look at me like i'm your world, gray."

"you are," he whispers wrapping his arms around your waist, smiling softly. you love how he lets this, softer, calmer, less rigid side of himself be shown with you. grayson is all sharp edges and cutting looks to the outside world, so it always seems to warm your heart that you get to be apart of this piece of him.

"i love you," you smile sweetly up at him and press a soft kiss to his lips. "so much."

"i love you," grayson says quietly. "more than you know."

later on when you've left, grayson makes quick work of emailing the photos off to a printing store, wanting you to have copies as soon as possible and making his favourite photo - the one of you grinning at the camera, or more like the person behind the camera, him - his lockscreen.

he'll never admit it to anyone else but he has always had a photo of you as his lockscreen, always, even from the early stages of your relationship. he had felt like he was keeping a small piece of you with him, a small piece of your happiness that seeps into his cold harsh behaviour when he's working.

so its a habit to save those pictures to the album he has on his phone and computer. its a habit to have the photos printed out and sent to your flat along with a bouquet of flowers.

its a habit to be grinning for hours in his room after you left.

its a habit to go scrolling through the albums and albums of photos he has of you. because honestly? out of all the places grayson has been, all the different photos and emotions he's caught on camera, out of all them,

photos of you are his favourite.

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a/n pt2: lol i think it kinda deteriorated at the end there.

#grayson hawthorne #grayson hawthorne x y/n #grayson hawthorne x you #grayson hawthorne x reader #grayson x you #grayson x y/n #grayson x reader #the inheritance games #the brothers hawthorne #the final gambit #the hawthorne legacy #the grandest game #tig #grayson davenport hawthorne

[that-multi-fandom-hijabi]

Seven year old Grayson: JAMIE CALLED ME THE B WORD! Six year old Jameson: MOTHERF*CKER DOESN'T START WITH A B! Tobias: *chokes on coffee*

#the inheritance games #the hawthorne legacy #the final gambit #tig #grayson hawthorne #jameson hawthorne #tobias hawthorne

[inmyheaddd]

heyy love your work could you please do the Hawthorne siblings headcannons?

hawthorne sibling head cannons

thankyou sm for the reqq, hawthorne brothers you will always be famous!! wc: 848

when nash saw how skye was with grayson when he was first born, he was finally happy that his mom was more involved, but that was extremely short lived.

grayson would sit and talk to baby xander up until he was around 3 because he felt like he couldn’t really talk to anyone else.

xander and jameson made it their mission everyday to annoy grayson.

deep down they didn’t want to annoy him; they just wanted some sort of reaction out of their brother, like all little siblings do.

“grayson can i borrow your camera really quick?” xander would ask, knowing that he and jameson snuck into his room and hid it.

they would be stifling their laughs while grayson looked around his room for a minute, when he finally realized.

“you guys aren’t funny.”

whenever they’d pull something like this and it would go on for too long, nash would have to get involved.

xander and nash were getting ‘told off’ by nash, grayson standing beside him.

“jamie, would you like it if somebody took your things and you had to search the whole house to find them?" he rhetorically asked with a serious look on his face. jameson on the other hand, was anything but serious and was smiling widely.

“actually yes, i love searching for stuff.”

there was a beat of silence followed by nash muttering under his breath,

“yeah, i shouldn’t have asked you that.” he turned his attention to xander, who was starting to fiddle with his small hands and bite his lip.

“xander, would you like it if if someone too-“

“okay fine i’m sorry!” he blurted out suddenly. “i just wanted to play with you guys but i didn’t know grayson would actually get mad, jamie told me he wouldn’t, he said it would be funny and- and-” he rambled on so quickly nash couldn't even comprehend some of his words.

nash’s attempt at a stern face softened, “aw kid, you can always just ask to play, you know that, right?”

“but you guys are always busy,” 6 year old xander countered.

grayson finally spoke up after staying silent for 10 minutes. “i’ll always play with you, i just don’t like it when you steal my things.” he said quietly.

jameson agreed “yeah same, ill always play with you.” he paused and then continued, “but i actually really like it when we steal grayson’s thi-"

“jameson.”

nash, grayson, and jameson came to the realization that they didn't make the best decision that day, because xander was like a never-ending talking machine, constantly asking them to play.

one time, nash and alisa were hanging out, and 8 year old xander burst into the room. “hi guys, can i play robots with you?”

5 minutes later, alisa and nash were sitting in silence, their clothes slightly wrinkled, sending each other looks sometimes, while xander was droning off about the game, the different robots, and what they do.

he went silent for a few seconds, then suddenly spoke up. “nash, were you playing with mommy’s makeup?”

“no?” nash responds confusedly, as this question was extremely out of the blue and caught him way off guard.

“then what’s that red stuff on your neck?”

hangouts were at alisa’s house from then on.

grayson and jameson were honestly inseparable before emily came around, and the old man’s expectations tore them apart.

whenever they would actually get along, for days in a row even, grayson would suddenly snap and go back to being distant. jameson would think he did something wrong, and he was honestly angry at grayson in a way, because all he wanted was to just talk to his brother. but he never ever voiced those thoughts outloud.

grayson on the other hand, felt like he was becoming weak and like he had to put on that strong persona and unbreakable facade in front of everyone, even in front of the people who were practically half of him.

"it's going to be you one day," the old man’s voice echoed in his mind

though sometimes his brotherly love for jameson — for all his brothers —overpowered and silenced that voice in his mind. 

at the end of the day, his brothers always came first. above everything.

xander and jameson (and sometimes nash) lowkey make fun of grayson when he acts all emo — xander's words.

“honestly, he’s like if edward cullen had a child with chuck bass. the most broody, seriois, and annoying guy to walk the earth.” 

xander’s attempt at being quiet at the dinner table failed, and grayson heard it. he tried to hide his laugh by taking another sip of his water.

xander and jameson always feel like they’ve accomplished something when they make their older brothers laugh.

when everyone was in different stages of their lives—xander in high school, jameson about to graduate, grayson already being graduated, and nash always off somewhere—moments when they were all having fun together were cherished tenfold.

one time jameson called a 911 because he “missed everyone too much." grayson didn’t come, and then the leather pants punishment came to life. 

the lack of their childhood in the books is literally criminal

#grayson hawthorne #jameson hawthorne #xander hawthorne #nash hawthorne #the hawthorne brothers #the brothers hawthorne #the final gambit #the grandest game #the hawthorne legacy #the inheritance games #the hawthorne vault #tgg #tig #headcannons #tig headcanons