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dockone · 4 months
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Love small details like these. In chapter 450, it starts raining when Luffy and the others stop outside Hogback's mansion. Eventually this makes the Risky Brothers' zombies slip and drop the coffin in which they're carrying Nami, Usopp and Chopper.
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Weather Queen Nami saved by the weather.
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bottlepiecemuses · 8 months
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They Remind Me Of The Zombie Squirrel Brothers From Thriller Bark
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It's been years since anyone has thought of them.
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optreasurecruise · 1 year
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priniya · 5 months
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hii can i request jameson hawthorne x fem reader who is kind of like his aunts or grandfathers intern? ans j like them w a super flirty relationship and tension. ty!!
˗ˏ` INTERNSHIP! 🎞️ ´ˎ˗
pairing. jameson hawthorne x intern!reader
summary. jameson’s life seems to get undeniably more boring than ever and alisa comes with a rescue.
author’s note. i LOVE jameson hawthorne. i felt like i needed to say that. idk if this is flirty enough but i hope u like it <3 thank u so much for the req, i love my boyfriend 🫶 not proofread! i wrote it at night so might be lots of typos or grammar mistakes 👎👎
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EVERYTHING WAS BORING, college was boring, annoying grayson was boring, which truthfully made jameson feel as boring as ever. it almost felt as if his life lost its true meaning. it reached the point, where avery would poke fun at him, saying things like nana probably threw a spell on you, or look at that, jameson hawthorne has nothing to do, the world is ending, which was, well… amusing, although he couldn’t admit it.
jameson’s life was getting more and more monotonous each day and for the first time, he didn’t know what to do with it. there was no thrill, no adrenaline rushing through his veins, nothing — and as a certified middle child, he was going absolutely crazy, becoming almost insufferable. xander thought it was funny, seeing him all worked up, but not at all at the same time.
it would go on until alisa brought an intern, who — as it turned out later — was the girl he met on a trip to tuscany during his gap year. someone he had an incredible connection with, but back then, jameson didn’t want any strings attached, which… resulted in a wave of regret, because he couldn’t let himself get your name.
hawthorne could feel his throat getting dry as his eyes scanned your outfit. the light beige shirt with the top button undone, so it wouldn’t suffocate you, the pencil skirt hugging your hips and thighs, exposing your legs almost perfectly. if he was even more unhinged than he usually is, he would probably had his mouth full of foam.
what was even worse than the outfit, which made him extremely feral, was that you didn’t even flinch when alisa introduced you and your eyes fell upon him. maybe he was wrong and mistook you for the tuscany girl? maybe you were just a random girl, who looked incredibly attractive in her work attire, that looked extremely similar to other girl he met in italy? so many questions, yet so little answers.
a long sigh has left your lips, the second you ran your face with cold water. of course, your luck had to bring you to the house of the guy you spent the best month of your life with. how was that even possible? neither of you had ever believed in the ‘we’ll meet again if we’re meant to be’ type of thing. you always said that life is made by coincidences, nothing is ever planned for you beforehand and as long as you’ve the money, no one will care what you’re doing. but here you were, in his house, wearing pieces of clothing you wouldn’t wear if you knew, feeling like a crap from pulling an all nighter the night before.
jameson winchester hawthorne has looked as good as you remembered him. dark, velvet dress shirt embracing his toned stomach and muscular arms that once (or twice) were wrapped around you. though, after all this time, he still wore the rings you bought him, which made your heart race.
you genuinely thought that the racing of your heart would stop after some time, especially since the internship at mcnamara, oren and jones had you spending an excruciating amount of time in the hawthorne house with jameson always being somewhere around. he’d often find you in the hallway, hardly ever exchanging more than few words, though always making sure to brush against your skin slightly.
“you’re agitating.” you muttered, when his back leaned against the counter, while you were fixing yourself a coffee, which unlike at the company, was truly amazing. “don’t have anything better to do?”
“c’mon, yn.” he sighed almost playfully, rolling his eyes at you. “can’t even crack a smile for me?” jameson’s tone coated your mind, sending a warm wave to your cheeks. it was the most thrilling thing to him these last couple weeks. seeing you get so flustered over the smallest act gave him the same feeling like when he cliff dived.
“i’m working, jameson.” the way his name rolled off your tongue made him smile. “it’s not tuscany. i need to get stuff done.”
“you remember tuscany, huh?”
this man was driving you insane. the way he smirked at you, the way his words had such an effect on you, the way he always knew what to say to make you flustered. “you’re such an idiot.” was all you said about his last comment, rolling your eyes at him as you noticed the red lipstick stain on the white mug.
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YOU COULDN’T REALLY PINPOINT THE MOMENT when the strictly–formal conversations with the hawthorne brothers and grambs sisters became so casual. you couldn’t wait for the hawthorne days as you called them, when you could leave the bureau and the paperwork to join alisa with whatever she was doing there. most of the time, xander would steal you away to ask you the stupidest questions about law enforcement and law in general just to leave you fifteen minutes later.
as much as you tried to push jameson away to not raise any suspicions of the history you had, he was irresistible. always making sure to tease you in some kind of way. unfortunately or not, you started caving in, just like he predicted.
before you know it, your thighs were met with the cold surface of the bathroom counter in some fancy restaurant, the fabric of your emerald silky dress has ridden up as jameson pushed his right hand up your thigh, the left one squeezed your waist. his lips were pressed against yours, moving with a rough, possessive manner. some would say it was the tense atmosphere building up, when he couldn’t get you where he wanted.
and in that exact day, exact moment, jameson had you right when he wanted. it was a casual hangout, just him, his brothers, libby, avery and her friend, who also happened to be soon to–be–girlfriend of his youngest brother. but to jameson’s pleasure, everyone grew so fond of you that avery suggested you should go with them.
the theme was comfort, but elegant. so, the outfit of your choice was the silky dress that was accompanied by the necklace you got back in italy. the first words that came out of jameson’s mouth was a stutter. the sight of you made him stumble over the sentence he tried to make.
“you look — so amazing.” he groaned as his lips made a trail down your neck, sending a shiver down your spine, when his teeth had bitten the sweet spot right above your collarbone. “so fucking gorgeous.” the chain of praises was never ending.
your hands got on the collar of his shirt, gripping it as he continued to leave marks on your collarbones and shoulders. as much as you enjoyed his actions, you missed the feeling of his lips on yours. you pulled him up, hungrily crashing your mouth into his.
fifteen minutes later, the red lipstick was nowhere to be found on your face. on the other hand, there were lots of it on jameson. you were still sitting on the marble counter, legs wrapped around hawthorne’s hips. his mood was definitely better as he was zipping up your dress.
“a quickie in the bathroom, when did you turn so naughty, hm?” a chuckle escaped mouth as he watched you wipe the excess of your lipstick off his chin and bottom lip. “i met this cute guy during my vacation in europe. a real charmer.” you replied with a smirk, fixing the lacy strings of the dress as you jumped off the counter.
your chest was touching his, but neither of you moved away. you were still a little breathless from the unexpected activity and to be completely honest, it wasn’t enough — just looking at his stupid, handsome face made you crave him even more. you weren’t the only one though, considering that hawthorne couldn’t take his hands off of you as he brought one to your chin, tilting it upwards to have an easy access to kiss you again.
an involuntary grin hovered over your lips as his fingers brushed your cheek in a tender manner, before fixing his messy hair and leaving the bathroom. he closed the door just to open it again to wink at you and leave to get back to his siblings.
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YOU COULD TELL that everyone already knew about the tiny thing going on between you and jameson. nevertheless, pretending like it wasn’t true was easier than admitting it. as long as alisa wasn’t asking any questions or forbidding you from showing up to the hawthorne house, you didn’t really care.
it was early, maybe even too early for your liking, when the alarm in your phone went off, earning a hoarse, incoherent groan from jameson, whose arm only tightened around your naked body. the only things covering you from flashing someone accidentally were the white sheets that kept you warm at night.
“turn it off.” another groan escaped his throat. he knew what this meant, it was five o’clock and you had to get to your dorm to get ready for the bureaucratic nightmare, as he liked to call it, at the law firm, which always handled all his familial issues. “gorgeous, there are lots of your stuff here, just go back to sleep. you can get ready here.”
“i can’t.” you replied, planting a few sweet kisses on his bare shoulder. “everyone will know i was here if i left later.” you added, your voice soft. your fingernails gently scratching the back of his neck.
“you act like they don’t know already.” you could swear he just laughed, his sleepy demeanour made him even more attractice at this point. “sorry to break it to you, gorg, but once you start, you forget all about quietness.” ironically, this shut you up immediately, red already spreading all over your cheeks.
“you know what’s funny?” a question rolled off his tongue, catching your interest, even though you couldn’t quite make out his words as his face was buried in the white pillow. “xander texted me to ask you to moan a few decibels less.”
“oh god, i am never leaving this room again.” you said embarrassed, hiding your face in hawthorne’s arm.
“i like that idea.” he laughed, pulling you even closer, shifting a little to shut your phone off completely. “make it my early christmas gift.”
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urbanflorals · 6 months
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Avery: Imagine if someone handed you a box full of all the items you have lost throughout your life
Jameson: Self-esteem, haven't seen you in years!
Grayson: Oh wow, my childhood innocence! Thank you for finding this!
Nash: I knew I lost that potential somewhere!
Xander: My moral code, is that you?
Avery:
Avery: I was just gonna show you this cool trunk my mother left me but do you guys need a hug?
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thejudeduarte · 2 months
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Why is Oren just ALWAYS there
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riddles-n-games · 18 days
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Hear me out on this; Averyjameson 1800s AU set in London. Basically Avery is a maid but she's really smart (duh, of course) and she wants to be a detective so she cross dresses as a young man. She becomes somewhat of a local celebrity with her abilities but someone might be onto her. A young fellow (I wonder who? 👀) meets her and asks for her help. He seems like a regular street lad (berries and cream, berries and cream) but Avery recognizes him as the duke's third grandson. The duke just so happens to be her employer so she is quite familiar with him. Avery isn't very happy about the circumstances but she promises to help.
After some time, the two become good friends while she's under her guise. However, once during the day she is sent out to market to grab some fresh ingredients for the cook (Libby) and Jameson encounters her, recognizing her as one of the maids that works for his family. He cheekily flirts with her (oh the scandal) and she politely tries to turn him down but despite her sarcastic remarks, he is charmed by her. He also says that she reminds him of someone he knows and Avery immediately is alarmed. She isn't sure of what to do.
Over the course of a year, she continues to still hastily dress up in her alter ego and meet up with Jameson but in the same time he starts being more around her while she works around the mansion. At first, she's reluctant to really warm up to him as herself but over time she does and it's like their disguised selves' friendship. (Emily is in this; she's definitely still possessive and comes to find out that Jameson has been friendly with a maid of all people, unchaperoned too [oh the horror] which she tries to use against Avery but Jameson isn't interested and he gets mad at Emily when he finds out.) Anyways, Jameson has been catching feelings for her and Avery is too but somewhat more subtly. Jameson also starts getting suspicions about Avery's alter and Avery bows out, making excuses and everything else just to get him off her trail about who she really is. But that doesn't last long as they get in a fight over Emily and Avery blurts about the mystery, causing Jameson to realize that his suspicions were correct. He chases her and while he is a bit upset, he tries to ask her why she didn't want to reveal that to him and she tells him she had her reasons since she wanted to help the less fortunate, etc. She says that if he wishes, she can quit or whatever and in the middle of her blubbering, he leans down to kiss her. Of course, she's stunned but returns the kiss and he breaks away, leading her somewhere where they can talk in private. He tells her of new developments with the mystery and the wheels start churning as they do and yada yada.
Soon they catch the culprit and Jameson invites her to this ball where he intends to ask to court her officially but Emily is there and tries to blow this plan apart but the duke steps in and gives his blessing. (I don't know where Toby fits in but he's there somewhere, giving his nephew the stink eye.) And then they lived happily ever after solving mysteries and everything in between.
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viivdle · 2 months
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nash(ville) hawthorne
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f4iry-bell · 2 months
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the hawthornes were trained to be smart their whole life to play their grandfathers games. my girl avery was just playing silly games with her mother growing up and quickly understood tobias hawthornes games right away??? she's so girlboss. those boys are nothing compared to avery<33333
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hearthown · 2 months
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I just want to say that everything Jameson planned for Avery's birthday was EPIC.
Helicopter rides. Hot-air balloons.
Dancing on the beach?
Having to get her out of the House just for the rest to finish her birthday party set-up, but also carefully planning stuff for them to do in the meantime?
So. Romantic. 🌹
I HAVE NEVER HEARD ANY GUY DO THIS IN REAL LIFE.
Jameson Winchester Hawthorne sure does know how to make a girl happy 🩷
Love u Jameson!!!!!!
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sk-8-bored-er · 4 months
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Casually waiting for a billionaires grandson to summon me and tell me that the riches man in Texas will reading can't happen without me and then watch as he bequeaths he's loveliest assets to me and disowns he's blood heirs 😫😫😫
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starrynightsxo · 1 month
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AHHHHHHHHHH GRAYSON STOP. SELF SACRIFICIAL MEN??? BROTHERLY LOVE??? PLEASE.
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I most certainly do not, I’m stupid as fuck
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stargirlie25 · 2 days
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Guys....i think i found the perfect inheritance games cast...
*yes they are all actual actors*
Avery: Florence Hunt. I like that she is actually a 17 year old and she is amazing in bridgerton! Shes so Avery kylie grambs!
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Grayson:Damian Hardung. He is 25 but absolutely perfect for Grays role!
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FINALLY.....
Jameson: Louis Partridge.This was very obvious but I can't help it.He is perfect for jamie and he is young so he will go well with Florence.
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Your welcome Jennifer.
Okay even if not these people atleast louis HAS to be jameson no discussion needed.
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urbanflorals · 6 months
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Avery: What's the most illegal thing you can do with one dollar? Max: Exchange it for a hundred pennies, put them all in a sock, and then beat someone to death with it.
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thejudeduarte · 2 months
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Do y'all think that baby Grayson wore suits? Like, what did he wear when he was 7. Imagine a 7 year old wearing suits all the time that would be too funny 💀💀
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