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f4iry-bell · 2 days
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grayson and nash
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starrynightsxo · 2 days
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xander: *trying out social media* well Gray... another day, another slay.
grayson: *serious* what type of riddle is that supposed to be Xan? You're losing the Hawthorne touch.
xander:
max: is he funking with us right now??
avery: gray-
jameson (never-miss-an-opportunity-to-screw-with-his-brother) winchester hawthorne: MY, MY, WELL OF COURSE dear brother mine, you see poor xander here...
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reyreadersblog · 14 hours
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I am so SICK of people comparing Jameson's and Grayson's TRAUMAS, i beg you STOP. trauma is trauma. Unfortunatlly (bcs of Em*ly and To*bias) they both have certian type of trauma. I don't want to write a whole essay, but i am going make a post where i'll specificlly talk about their struggles.
And if we want to talk about Trauma THEN let's talk about Avery bcs my girl has been THROUGH IT.
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anxietea413 · 3 days
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ive probably said this before but we need more rebecca appreciation. she lived and survived in a household with emily without strangling her. god blessed her with patience, i could never. she was constantly overlooked/neglected by her own family and friends before and after emily died. once eve was introduced to mallory it was visibly worse for bex, and i genuinely wanted to give her a big hug and words of affirmation. she went through so much shit and we don't even talk about her much.
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mafiasliege · 15 hours
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Renaissance memes are my new fav
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reminiscentreader · 2 days
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Ok so I had some thoughts about the newest tgg quote
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I know that we’ve mainly agreed that this is friendly banter between Lyra and Rohan, something about it just doesn’t feel right, especially the “I do not do anything badly, I am not in the habit of wanting things. I set goals. I achieve them.” Just did not feel like something Lyra would say? From the few conversations and the first tgg quote, it’s safe to assume Lyra is a laid back, playful and snarky person *please don’t try to fight me on this, this is just what I assume of her based off what little we know about her, also I’m very sensitive* but this person seems goal oriented and serious, like Grayson or savannah which is why I think people think it’s savannah
but the other line, “do you make a habit of telling women what they want?” Seems very very Lyra coded, and the line before “you want this.” Seems very Grayson, like he’s offering help to Lyra in the game and she’s hesitant to take it? Which could lead to people thinking it’s Grayson and Lyra.
but then the last line is really obviously Rohan, but the use of the word ‘love’ makes us unsure on whether it’s in a sarcastic or romantic context.
anyways thanks for coming to my ted talk I have no idea who this could be and feel free to add anything else I missed x
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𝓲𝓽'𝓼 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓶𝓮, 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽'𝓼 𝓶𝔂 𝔀𝓱𝓸𝓵𝓮 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭
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synopsis: grayson davenport hawthorne is sick. luckily his beloved girlfriend is there to help him.
pairing: grayson x reader (the inheritance games)
content (genre and warnings): fluff 100% fluff, banter, sickfic, grayson folds for reader, just grayson getting the love he deserves
word count: 0.5 k
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"Gray?", you called out sleepily, half awake, but fully aware of the warm, shirtless body beside you. Grayson's hand was firmly wrapped around your waist, pulling your back even closer to his chest, if that was possible.
"You feel hot", you continued, propping on your elbows to look at his face properly. His normally perfect hair was dishevelled, but he still managed to look perfect. The kind of perfection which gave you butterflies.
"I know you find me hot, darling, but it isn't a reason to break our peaceful slumber in the middle of the night, is it?", Grayson answered, half annoyed, half amused, his voice even deeper than usual. He opened his eyes to look at you properly, running his hand through his hair.
"Not like that!", you gasped, as your cheeks burned red. "I'm saying, I think you have a fever."
"What?", your boyfriend asked with pure confusion painted all over his face. He looked absolutely adorable; it was an extremely rare sight.
"A Hawthorne doesn't get sick", he scoffed, as if you had told a dad joke. He was now fully awake and fully annoyed.
"Being a Hawthorne doesn't mean you're immune to diseases", you countered, exasperated, which was justified due to his utterly ridiculous statement. "Unless your sadistic psychopathic grandpa altered your genes to make you immune. Wouldn't be surprising, actually."
Grayson threw you a look and you rolled your eyes. You put your palm flat on his forehead and flinched back.
"You're burning!", you said, concerned, lines etching on your forehead. You stood up and rummaged through the bed-side table, and retrieved a thermometer with a victorious smile.
"Here", you tossed it to him. "Take your temperature, I'll be right back with some medicine."
You quickly ran and brought the paracetamol with a glass of water. He protested, but swallowed it once you glared at him. Yes, the all feared Grayson Hawthorne folded at your one glance.
"Now rest up", you ordered, getting into bed beside him, sitting up against the headboard. He took your hand and patted his head. You sighed, moving his head onto your lap, running your fingers through his hair, just how he liked it.
"Who would think that Grayson Davenport Hawthorne cannot sleep without his girlfriend playing with his hair", you giggled and he blushed from embarrassment. Oh, how you wanted to snap a picture right there and then, and then trade it with Jameson or Xander for some "Hawthorne gossip".
"Oh shut it", he mumbled as he snuggled closer to you, drifting asleep.
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tags: @reminiscentreader @shuhuaspookie @loife1m @that-multi-fandom-hijabi @moondust-on-the-hijabi
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hearthown · 18 hours
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@the-wraiths-wife – I hope you enjoy this!
To everyone else, I'm opening requests for these type of posts (but I must warn you – it will take time :P)
P.S. let's pretend that this -> 𓊳 is an emoji for a table (they should really make one since there's a chair one)
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cherryschaos · 2 days
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TIG Characters as Random Things I’ve Said because I GRADUATED
Grayson: Yes. I'm capable of prosocial behavior stop acting surprised
Jameson: I need a clever way to hide lavender scented things around the house
Libby: Someone is gonna rob the house and be so confused about why I have a cute bottle with cat whiskers inside
Max: Everyone here is dressed like a wizard…I knew college was a cult
Xander: Are you trying to do the single ladies dance or is that some kind of granny cha-cha?
Nash: I can't believe we are a whole jar of pickles
Jameson: Assert your dominance over the intersection
Gigi: Why is third floor coffee better than the ER coffee????
Alisa: *with a straight face* Remind me to tell you about the guy who called himself a dickless dinosaur later
Avery: Idk what they want me to learn from reading court files, but I enjoy access to the confidential information inside
Jameson: I'm playing 4D chess okay
Xander: Evil acrobatics
Nash: I'll glue you back together
Gigi: Is that anato-mcly right…I mean anatomically right
Max: Sleep lets your body clear out your brain trash
Grayson: Love isn't real
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xxxyzart · 2 days
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“Some of us exist just a little too loudly for the comfort of those who would prefer we did not exist at all”
― Jennifer Lynn Barnes, The Brothers Hawthorne
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berryzxx · 5 months
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Hello! could you maybe do something with Grayson Hawthorne x reader, something fluffy, thank you so much!
Lazy Mornings
Summary: Grayson doesn't want to wake up and makes you stay with him in bed for as long as possible
Grayson Hawthorne x reader
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I blinked away the lingering sleep and tried to make out the time. It was nearly ten. It was nearly ten?? I turned to look at Grayson who was sleeping peacefully, his blonde hair in soft waves, no longer neat and tidy like usual. I liked his hair like this. It was something I only got to see. Grayson Hawthorne with messy hair was a sight to behold. He looked so peaceful that it took all my will power to murmur his name, trying to wake him up.
"Grayson?" I whispered, pushing away the hair that had fallen forward onto his forehead. He mumbled something before tightening his grip around my waist and burying his face into the crook of my neck. As much as I loved the warmth of our bed and the way Grayson was holding me we had places to be this morning. If I was late to another brunch with Avery and Jameson, I'm pretty sure they would stop inviting us to double dates. Grayson would be happy to hear that seen as though he was always saying "I want to go on a date with you. Just us two. If I wanted Jamie along I would just sit at home".
I shifted closer to Grayson tracing his features, his soft lips, his sharp jaw, his eyebrows that were probably more perfect than mine. "Gray. We need to wake up"
He let out a warm breath on to my neck and pulled his face back to survey me. His lips turned up in a small smile. "Morning, love"
God, I heard his voice every day but in the mornings it was just something else. I gave him a smile back "Good morning. We're going to be late if we don't wake up"
He rolled his eyes "Does it matter?" His hand moved up and down my back in a steady rhythm, a technique he used to help me fall asleep when I couldn't. I placed a hand on his arm so he would stop otherwise I would sleep until I missed brunch and dinner.
"Come on Gray. We've planned this for ages"
I don't think he heard me because instead of getting up he shifted his weight until he was on top of me, his arms on either side of my head making sure all his weight wasn't about to squash me into the bed.
"What are you doing?"
"Giving you your morning kiss" He leaned down to place a kiss on my cheek, then he moved to my other cheek, slowly peppering kisses all over my face and neck. I reached up to hold his face still and kissed him full on the lips. Every kiss was like our first in the best way possible.
His grey eyes pierced me, amusement evident on his features once he pulled away. "Was that a distraction technique, darling?"
I tried to keep a straight face but failed miserably "Maybe"
He slowly lowered him self down and wrapped his arms around me again, resting his head on my chest.
"Just five more minutes"
I ran my fingers through his hair the silk strands escaping my fingers. "Fine, but if we're late your making up the excuse"
"Whatever you want, love" He murmured, before his breathing evened out, his heart beat in sync with mine.
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f4iry-bell · 3 days
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stained shirts and two seats for one [Grayson hawthorne x reader] | part 5
finally!!😭 also last part(?)
It took everything in Grayson to stay away from her but he couldn't take it any longer. He has to see her and apologise again, he would beg until she forgives him. He knocked on her apartment door and mentally revised his monologue— that if she is ready to listen without interrupting. His mentally prepared monologue vanished once she opened the door in her pyjamas.
“What are you doing here?” She asked him with a frown.
“I know you said you wanted space, and I'm glad to give it to you but you need to understand why I did what I did. I understand why you are mad, you have every right to. I didn't respect your privacy. I didn't think how it would look, I had you stalked for my personal selfish reasons. I had to know what kind of person I'm getting myself involved with. I can't afford to make mistakes. Please understand, it was never my intention to hurt you. I would never go too far either.” It wasn't what he prepared mentally but he somehow managed to spit out words.
“You wanted to know if I was a criminal or something?” She asked.
“If we are putting it that way, yes.” He couldn't bring himself to look her in the eyes.
“Look, Grayson. I'd say I understand, it's probably some rich people thing. But I still have to process this, okay?” She raised her eyebrows at the last part.
“I understand. You need time. I'll be on my way. Please don't let everything go.” He begged.
She didn't say anything but when he turned she stopped him. “Wait.”
“What is it?” He asked, ready to do anything she is going to ask him.
“Um, it's nothing. I'm going out with a few friends tonight. A club. I thought you should know.” He didn't know why she him know this.
“You’re allowed to do what you please.” He stated.
“There'll be guys.” She paused for a moment. “My friends wanted me to meet someone because of…”
“I hope you enjoy your time.”
“But I'm not going to.”
Well that was a relief for him.
“I trust you to do the right thing and the thing you want, Arya.”
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It would be a deliberate lie if Grayson said he was not bothered by the fact that his girlfriend or whatever they are now is out in a club probably being set up with a random guy by her friends. Grayson can't sleep on a good day let alone a time like this, he was swimming like a mad man in the hotel’s pool and had to stop because his phone rang. He saw her name on the screen and immediately answered it.
“Are you okay?” He asked. It was his first thought.
“Yes! But I miss you, so, so, so much.” Her words slurred.
“How many drinks did you have?” He asked.
“You're an idiot! When I said I'm going to the club you should have said ‘Can I come?’”
“I didn't think you'd want me there.”
“Of course not, but you should have stopped me from coming to this lame hangout.” She scoffs.
“Lame? Why is that?”
“I'm not having the fun my friend promised me.” She said. “What are you doing now?” She asked.
“I was swimming right before you called me.” He told her.
“Are you naked?” She asked in a teasing manner.
“Not fully.”
“Not helping.”
“With what?”
“Come here.” She didn't answer his questions.
“Where?”
“To the club, obviously.”
“Are you sure?”
“Hundred percent.”
He let her hang up the phone and went to his room to get changed. He put on a suit and drove to the club she told him she was at. When he arrived at the club he found her at the bar counter talking about some random things to the bartender.
“Arya.” He called her name from behind.
“Gray!” She turned to him and back to the bartender. “This is the guy I was talking about!” She told the bartender. “Ronnie here asked me to file a restraining order against you.” She giggled.
“I think it's time to go home.” He told her, ignoring the last part.
“What? Why?” She asked with a scowl.
“You're wasted, love.” He gently grabbed her arms and helped her up.
“I called you here to have fun with me!” She whines.
“You need to lay down, you're way too drunk to be out here.” He wrapped his arms around her waist to get a hold on her as he led her out.
“Am I?”
He nodded and helped her to get inside his car and put on her seatbelt. He started diving slowly to her apartment after he gave her a bottle of water. After drinking the water she took out her phone and texted someone.
“Who are you texting?” He asked out of curiosity.
“My other boyfriend.” She grinned playfully.
“Funny.”
“I'm texting my friends letting them know I left.” She informed him. “I made a new friend.”
“Oh?”
“You know him! Ronnie. He doesn't like you.” She said.
“For good reasons.” There was guilt in his voice.
She kept talking about what she told Ronnie until they reached her apartment. Grayson decided it's better to carry her and she didn't fight it. He let her down once they reached her door. She opened the door by herself and let him in as well.
“I'll leave now. Call me if you need anything.” He turned to leave but she stopped him. He turned back to her, instead of saying something she pulled him by his tie to make his head reach her level and gently kissed him.
Grayson was surprised by this. It has been a week since they kissed. Or even be this close. He didn't kiss her back, she is only kissing him because she's intoxicated.
“Kiss me.” She whispered against his lips.
“You're drunk.” He stated.
“So?”
“You don't want to kiss me. And you're drunk, I'm not that kind of man.”
“Just kiss me. Didn't you stalk me? Or had someone stalked me? Shouldn't you be like, I don't know, obsessed with me or something?” She asked out of frustration.
“I am obsessed with you. But I can't let this happen when you're drunk.”
She rolled her eyes and paused for a moment before she spoke. “Why did you do it? Why did you have to do it? Why couldn't you be a normal hot guy? You ruined everything.”
“I know.” He took her hands. “I'll do everything I can to make it better.”
“I know you will. That's the problem.” She groans.
“Why?”
“Because I will forgive you.”
“Is that a bad thing?”
“No. What will people say? Going back to the guy who professionally stalked you?”
“Who cares what they think?”
“I do.” She looked down. He took her face in his hands.
“It's totally up to you. You can be with me or not. It's your choice.”
She didn't say anything. “Will you stay over tonight?” She asked.
“Whatever you want, love.”
“Liar. You didn't kiss me and let things get heated up.” She reminded him.
“Ask me tomorrow.” He told her with a mischievous smile.
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sophiesonlinediary · 2 months
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this isnt funny anymore
maybe its just a coincidence or it has another meaning
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reyreadersblog · 11 hours
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If Lyra Kane actually turns outs to be Gray's love interest then i pray that she is going to be a different kind of character because i am so bored of this repetitive character traits. I don't want her to be like Avery or Em*ly or anybody else. When i say "different" i don't mean i want her to be some kind bald alien or something, we only had a few phone call conversations with her and i felt connected to her character (she gave me a girlboss vibes too..bcs calling THE Grayson Hawthrone asshole is...wow) i felt potential, and i don't want that potential to go to waste.
Also, i really hope she's at least Latina🙏🏻
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anxietea413 · 3 months
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is it too much to ask for a grayson hawthorne to spawn at my high school during a physics test that ive been accused of cheating on to take me and my awesome sister away to a mansion where i obtain millions (and i mean millions) of dollars from a dead man i didnt even know existed? and could be living in said mansion with 4 chaotic ass brothers while u get top-quality education, are treated practically like a queen, and solve complex riddles. i did not sign up for life god, but while im here, please point me in the right direction wherever u sign up for this life. ill even wake up early for this.
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mafiasliege · 21 hours
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I want an answer once and for all: did Jameson try to khs on that cliff when he got his scar or was it not meant to be s*icidal??
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