#avery point

[awordlybeing]

"It will never be enough."

MY HEART ACHES FOR YOU GRAYSON HAWTHORNE

#i wanna jump in to hug him cus he does not deserve what hes gone through AT ALL #not pointing fingers @ anybody except for you EMILY LAUGHLIN 😠 #the final gambit #the inheritance games #the hawthorne legacy #the brothers hawthorne #grayson hawthorne #nash hawthorne #jameson hawthorne #alexander hawthorne #avery grambs #the grandest game

[dol-dee]

All my fellas! I did it lads, here's the lineup

I cut a lotta corners by using a lot of corners by reusing the heads I made and just not bothering with much polish dfdsfds My brains cooking on Eden and Bailey rn so I might add them once they've fermented enough but no guarantees

Alex (F/M): 160cm Whitney(F/M): 182cm < 3cm smaller than Dee bc they'd be very annoyed by that, me thinks Kylar(F/M): 150cm dol!Dee (pc): 185cm < my canon oc is 155cm tall lmao Sydney (F/M): 170cm Avery (F): 180cm Harper (F/M): 201cm

not pictured: Robin (F/M): 167cm Eden(F): 190cm < although I might make her a bit taller? we'll see

#degrees of lewdity #myart #dol alex #dol whitney #dol kylar #dol pc #dol sydney #dol avery #dol harper #alex the farmhand #whitney the bully #kylar the loner #dee the defiant #sydney the fallen #sydney the faithful #avery the businessperson #harper the doctor #degrees of lewdity fanart #dol dee #degrees of lewdity harper #degrees of lewdity whitney #degrees of lewdity kylar #degrees of lewdity sydney #degrees of lewdity avery #jfc theres so many tags for this game #no promises but this might be the gateway drug for putting these guys in silly lil seasonal outfits. cause I loooveee fashion #outfit design is my passion /gen #I'm so sorry fem Whitney lovers I'll get to her at some point I promise sobs <I'm talking about me I'm fem Whitney lovers #oh I forgot to duplicate Harper for the masc version... uh lets be real they look the same either way lmao #I know my game gave harper major boobage but I made the executive decision of... I didn't like that; although it IS funny

[fluffyhare]

A little bit of this for him, too… cause he asked so nicely, and because I couldn’t just leave him like that… 💙

#expect TERRIBLE anatomy until I get past this low point #sorry! #avery nimbus #fluffyart #tickling art #took the rest of the day off work #just couldn’t do it

[pip-n-chips]

Someone posted this one meme in the DoL discord and I got inspired to draw it zkzbjs

Bonus:

(Original meme under the cut)

#degrees of lewdity #dol #harper the doctor #dol harper #degrees of lewdity harper #dol pc #avery the businessperson #dol avery #degrees of lewdity avery #shitpost #i promise ill draw avery for real at some point #pippy's art

[bodycountgame]

what were the ROs seeing this weekend: barbie or oppenheimer? (or both?) 💖

barbie

florrie, griff, imogen

oppenheimer

arthur, atticus, nyra

barbieheimer double feature

adegoke, charlie, ellis, rowan, vinh

neither!!!

avery, syd

#you would have to DRAG syd to either of these movies soz #avery would probably see both of them At Some Point she just wouldnt be rushing out this weekend yk

[riddles-n-games]

THL Kiss Drabbles-Pt. 5

Let Your Colors Burst

“What’s life without a little risk, brother?”

I turned toward the elevator. I hadn’t noticed it going down or coming back up, but there Jameson was. He strolled past Grayson and settled into the seat on the other side of mine. “Made any progress on our bet, Heiress?”

I snorted. “Wouldn’t you like to know?”

Jameson smirked, then opened his mouth to say something else, but his words were drowned out by an explosion. More than one. Gunfire. Panic shot through my veins, and the next thing I knew, I was on the ground. Where’s the shooter? This was like Black Wood. Just like the Black Wood.

“Heiress.”

I couldn’t move. Couldn’t breathe. And then Jameson was on the floor with me. He brought his face level with mine and cupped my head in his hands. “Fireworks,” he told me. “It’s just fireworks, Heiress, for halftime.”

My brain registered his words, but my body was still lost in memory. Jameson had been there in the Black Wood with me. He’d thrown his body over mine.

I nodded numbly, trying to regain any semblance of control in my panicked state. 

“You’re okay, Avery.” Grayson knelt beside Jameson, beside me. “We won’t let anything hurt you.” For a long, drawn-out moment, there wasn’t a sound in the room except our breathing. Grayson’s. Jameson’s. And mine. 

“Just fireworks,” I repeated back to Jameson, my chest tight. He nodded. 

Grayson stood, but Jameson stayed exactly where he was. He stared at me, his body against mine. There was something almost tender in his expression. I swallowed—and then his lips twisted into a wicked smile. 

“For the record, Heiress, I have been making excellent progress on our bet.” He let his thumb trace the outline of my jaw. For a split second, I let him before glaring at him and swatting his hand away but he caught mine and gently intertwined his fingers with my own. Instinctively, I squeezed and again, there was my second glimpse at that somewhat tender look on his face but it disappeared just as quickly, as if I never saw it.

“Come on, Heiress, up you get.” And just like that, he was tugging me up with him as he stood and I turned my head, watching as Grayson left for the elevator then returning my gaze to Jameson who was still locked in on me. I wanted to look away, the intensity of his focus burning me from head to toe, but I couldn’t. 

When we were both upright again, I tried backing away from him as fast as possible but I tripped backwards and he caught me. With an arm around my waist, he pulled me right up against his torso but when I looked up at him again, he was watching his brother’s retreating back and I turned my head to look, too. Until Grayson was safely in the elevator and out of view, we remained motionless, entangled.

The second that his blonde hair slipped from sight, I jolted to life and tried separating from Jameson but he didn’t let me go. Instead, his grip on me tightened and I was about to tell him until he gently turned me in his arms and led me towards the window. The fireworks were still going on, music from down below dampened by the sound of their explosions. 

They were beautiful but I didn’t want to watch them. That night in the Black Wood was running through my mind again and the sorry truth was the gunshot had ruined them for me. It would be a while before that feeling went away. If it would ever go away. I looked down, away from the colorful bursts of light. “Jameson, I don’t-” 

Another one popped, this one a bright orange and I flinched involuntarily, completely turning away and hiding my face into his chest. His hand immediately went to the back of my head. If this had been any other time, I would have been embarrassed and probably fleeing the scene as soon as I regained any composure but that was not the case here.  

For a beat, it was quiet other than the loud crackles outside and I let my eyes shut close. “Do you ever feel like a plastic, drifting through the wind, wanting to start again?” I heard Jameson’s quiet voice, a bit muffled. There was a pause before he continued. “Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin… like a house of cards, one blow from… cavin’ in? Do you ever feel buried deep? Six feet…” 

Why does that sound so familiar? As he trailed off again, I tried remembering where I heard that song before. “...in you. You just gotta…ignite the…” For what was a very impromptu performance, he actually had a decent singing voice but he didn’t have to know that; his ego was already big enough. Heck, he might even have the ability to hear my thoughts but I just decided to ignore all the thoughts and focus on him. That’s when it hit me.

Is he? “Are you-” 

“Just ooohhh-wn the night, like the Fourth of-” It was. Firework by Katy Perry. I pushed off his chest and looked at him in disbelief. Jameson continued crooning in a hushed tone, smirking and cocking an eyebrow mischievously but he sounded so good I couldn’t even hit his chest in annoyance. He had me captivated and there was nothing I could do about it. “-ow ‘em what you’re worth, make ‘em go ‘Oh, oh, oh’ as you shoot across the sk-ah-eye…baby,” he winked at me then and I rolled my eyes, “you’re a firework, come on, let your colors burst, make ‘em-” 

“Okay, I get it. You’re also a platinum pop singer that captivated millions of little girls and boys back in 2010.” He grinned boyishly and leaned in, nuzzling his nose against mine. I let him and I closed my eyes again. 

“But it worked, didn’t it?” he asked softly. I glanced at him through half-lidded eyes. He looked sincere and I nodded. A few seconds went by, him hovering so close and I decided to close the gap. Jameson happily reciprocated. Thirty seconds may have gone by but it felt like minutes, hours before we parted. 

I let go first, gasping. He wasn’t as bad off but he was breathing hard. When my breathing returned to normal, Jameson leaned in again and I was about to do it again until I remembered our bet. I put a finger on his lips. “Uh-uh Hawthorne. What’d I say about never charming me again into kissing you?”

Momentarily confused before the spark in memory, Jameson cheekily smiled that crooked smile of his. Devastating. What? Avery, no- “Why Heiress, I would never.” 

I narrowed my eyes. His smile only grew wider and he winked, standing up to his full height as he leaned back. Trouble. Nothing but trouble. Remember that Avery. But that kiss… I shook my head. I needed to focus. I had a mystery to solve and more importantly a bet to win. 

It may have only been our second one ever but I would forget it too. If I won, he would have to forget it as well and not bring either up. It would never happen again. We’d never kiss again. Or would we?    

As I watched him move away and sit in one of the seats,  I turned away for a second to catch a breath of Jameson-free air. Sneakily, I tried to look out of the corner of my eye but I was caught and he winked again. “I saw that, MG.” Yeah, okay, it might.

A/N: And that's a wrap! THL Kiss Drabbles is officially done. Thank you @ilyaiwdtpyiwmyhatmtkys for the request; hope you like it. I hope you all enjoyed this little series and I'll catch you in the next, hopefully more originally written fic.

#avery kylie grambs #avery grambs #jameson winchester hawthorne #jameson hawthorne #averyjameson #averyjameson fics #the inheritance games fanfics #tig fanfiction #avery is catching feelings #also she is very conflicted #jameson would totally kiss her first at some point if she didn't #the inheritance games #the hawthorne legacy #tig #thl

[the2amshitposts]

🥰🌸baking because killing fictional characters is illegally 🥰🌸

#YES THIS IS POINTED AT EVE #ALSO YOU EMILY #I DONT CARE THAT YOUR DEAD #the inheritance games #grayson hawthorne #jameson hawthorne #avery kylie grambs #emily laughlin #eveline blake #the hawthorne legacy #the grandest game #thg series #thg #thl #tgg

[bearforceone3]

did some flash fam busts to explore my designs for them a bit more

#my art #dc comics #the flash #jay garrick #barry allen #wallace west #avery ho #barry wears bowties picked out by his wife sorted out by each day of the week #i must draw linda and iris at some point! i feel bad i haven’t drawn them yet #btw read speed force issue 3 in comic shops today! i want to see the writer do more!

[public-trans-it]

I'm already know for being very opinionated and having some Hot Takes, but I still usually keep it in line and fairly reasonable. Typical "Unpopular (but still somewhat safe to voice) Opinion" territory, where I might get some blocks and some scowls, but like, nothing major.

However I'm... gonna be posting an uncharacteristically rancid take this time.

I cannot fucking STAND vibes based design. Its become a trend lately to explain game systems by vibes, and it feels EXACTLY like the tropification of romance novels. A thing so many other people have complained about far more than I have, where so many works of fiction are now just being advertise as "Its a queer little slow burn, found family story that features enemies to lovers" OKAY, BUT WHATS THE FUCKING BOOK ABOUT?

And I feel like over the past 15-20 years, the TTRPG industry has been having the exact same issue. I can go through dozens of listings on itch.io for indie games and not see a single fucking game mechanic mentioned, and its frustrating. "This game is about gathering your friends to turn your local farm into a sustainable commune!" WHAT KIND OF FUCKING DICE DOES THE GAME USE? DOES THE GAME EVEN HAVE A GM?

And like, this isn't just about the feel good warm and fuzzy games. OSR is JUST as fucking guilty in this. "This game is a black metal death crawl through your worst nightmares." IS IT A RETROCLONE? IS IT A RULES LITE D6 SYSTEM? HOW THE FUCK DO I RESOLVE AN ACTION? DO ENEMIES USE STATBLOCKS?

If a video game showed absolutely no gameplay in any of its advertisements, only showing concept trailers and cutscenes and talking about its plot, you would probably shy away and think the game isn't worth playing if it can't even stand on the merits of its own gameplay. So why the fuck are we accepting that as the norm in TTRPGs?

#special shout out to Avery Alder #Avery I fucking love your games #The Quiet Year is one of my favorite games ever #its pretty much my go-to for any campaign of any kind to give players control over the worldbuilding pre-session 0 #BOB is so well designed and such a rad way to handle diceless/GM-less design #and I ABSOLUTE understand the need for queer designers like us to carve out a space and stand our ground #in a hobby that has historically housed people who want people like us dead in a ditch #but the idea that BOB can only support inherently queer/marginalized stories is ABSURD #and the way every BOB game advertises itself/is listed on your site makes me want to tear my skin off #please #you designed a game #AN INCREDIBLE ONE at that! #please please let it stand on the merits of its own design instead of just the vibe its built for #I was about to post this on my game design blog... #but I really dont have the heart to do that. This isn't actually about game design and the industry its just... personal frustration #and the fact that the thing that makes me autistic about games to the point to where I have spent like 25 years studying them #is just... no longer even the main focus it feels like

[kyngsnake]

in all his yippee-ki-yay glory.

additional outfits under the cut

#and as always he’s free reign for anyone to draw #you will be seeing more of this variant of mr moreno bc I’ve got terminal brainrot about it #i’ve said it so many times that it’s ironic my favorite fallout oc isn’t in my favorite fallout game. easy solution #fallout #fallout new vegas #new vegas #courier six #fnv #fallout oc #autumn art #avery #oc #there’s one small detail in his additional outfit refs that I find just so fucking funny bc it is SO in character for Avery #if somebody manages to point it out I will lose my mind #I will give you one hint. hands

[awordlybeing]

icb i just finished all four tig books ... LIKE what else am i supposed to do while i wait for tgg ?

#like . what is the point of doing anything atp #im gna sit still until tgg comes out 👊 #the inheritance games #the hawthorne legacy #the final gambit #the brothers hawthorne #avery grambs #nash hawthorne #jameson hawthorne #grayson hawthorne #alexander hawthorne #the grandest game

[angrywerewolfbeliever]

I would LOVE to learn more about averys life before the inheritance. Like just her day to day life living with her mom and little avery trying to date and her with max and the process of grieving her moms death

#i will probably write a ff about this at some point #i love her sm you dont understand #i cant believe shes underrated in her own books #the inheritance games #the final gambit #avery grambs #the hawthorne legacy #jameson hawthorne #the hawthorne brothers #grayson hawthorne

[dol-dee]

🥇Winners of "Worst Couple in Town" competition<33🥇 Foxglove (pc) belongs to @getinthefuckingcarkitten

#dol avery #degrees of lewdity #dol fanart #dolgl #dol pc #avery the businessperson #avery the businessbutch #doldykes #foxglove the vixen #dol shitpost #I was at work doing clean up when this came to me dfsd I couldn't get it out of my head #Hi Car I'm so sorry that instead of a cute little foxvery moment you get another shitpost #I had to laugh the whole time I was drawing this #I remembered the butterflyclip you use ingame and i think the bow looks way better this way < certified genius moment/j #also excuse the rough af rendering goin on #i gotta make a chibi for foxy at some point shes so cute I want to aggressively squish and bounce her like a stressball #< huh is that how avery feels? #fuck aveys hand might be a tad too big.. everyone ignore that

[wayhavenots]

My N Sewell headcanon is that they have never read Frankenstein because they could never get past the opening part with Robert Walton and his dangerous expedition to the North Pole.

#it's avery's favorite classic literature book #i think i must have shared this thought at some point but it reappeared in my brain so i am telling you again

[plulp]

duuuuude oh my god i had to redesign this guy like THRICE because i couldnt get it RIGHT! heres EDEN. for you.

#turning off rbs until i wake up in the morning (not in US) #just in case i want to fix anything #still doesnt have Everything i want but its OK whatever #dol #my art #eden the hunter #colors are still a little off. i dont particularly Know what i want him to look like :( #sorry for not giving him a beard i dont have the confidence i can make it look good #sorry i keep giving the older guys long hair i swear it isnt a thing (it is) #i swear i promise cross my heart ill stop. i promise #i promise i wont give avery long hair #also my art is better than my first post now...... maybe i should turn off rbs for those........ sigh #its a little embarrassing seeing it rbed still 😓 #WHAT. I FORGOT CHEST HAIR. WHO AM I? THIS CANT BE ME. og my god give me a MINUUUUUUUUTE #done. imagine if i accidentally uploaded my oc file instead <- guy who had oc files open #i should probably make an about post at some point #maybe tomorrow #OK edit: fixed you can do whatever with it now

[myhereditament]

I have the idea Avery is lonely... Like yeah, lots of the LIs are lonely. Loneliness is Eden's entire motivation for kidnapping us, but I feel like Avery's loneliness isn't talked about enough.

Avery's entire character is being obsessed with his image. He dresses us up and molds us into the perfect arm candy, because he doesn't want us to embarrass him. But isn't it a little wierd how he has to result to paying someone to be his date? Like yeah it's a status symbol for an older man to have a pretty thing on his arm, but EVERY WEEK? Every week he can't find a single woman in his own tax bracket to give him the time of day?

Not to mention, it's not like he hires some high class prostitute to show him a good time. He picks some lonely orphan out of a park. What could his motivation be for that? I wonder.

I think maybe he likes the fact that PC is desperate for cash, because it means they'll always come back to him. If he hired someone who does this for a living, there's no guarantee they'll always have Saturdays off. Or there's no guarantee they won't just ditch him for another client. PC's need for money is a strong motivator to always spend time with Avery, to continue forming a "relationship" with him. He doesn't want to seek out a real relationship. Maybe that's ended badly for him before.  Maybe he just doesn't have the time.

Because we never see him during the week, except when he's driving us to school on his way to work. His only significant freetime seems to be Saturdays, so maybe he's working the entire rest of the week, if not directly in his office maybe doing take-home stuff as well.

So he doesn't have time to make emotional connection, or maybe he's scared to make an emotional connection. But even if that dynamic works for him, it must leave him wanting, right? How would you feel if your only source of human connection was a person you paid to play an exaggerated bimbo socialite every week? You think he's getting kisses from clients? You think he's coworkers every talk to him about something that's not business? This man must be crumbling in his golden cage, touch-starved out of his MIND.

Every other connection he has is for business purposes, and sure this one is too, but he can pretend. For a few hours each week, he can pretend there's a pretty/handsome young thing that genuinely wants to spend time with him. He can pretend while you make doe-eyes and cling on his arm that someone finds him interesting enough to spend time with. You're always coming back to him. You have to. He knows that, but there are times he can go without thinking about it.

I just want an Avery scene dripping with softness. He's on vacation from work for a week, and you get to play house spouse. Instead of trying to impress socialiates or keep up appearances, he just melts into your touch while he has you call him "Darling" instead of "Daddy." It's 24/7 roleplay. No breaking character. No leaving the house. No leaving him. You just sit on his lap while he reads the paper and peppers kisses on his chin, and he can hold you and cuddle without things immediately leading to sex. Because you aren't going anywhere. You don't have a deadline or school or church to get to. He can have you all to himself, and he can make believe you want that.

And you see a softer side to Avery, one less rageful, one less neurotic, one that likes playing husband... One that whispers "I love you" and wants to hear it back. Desperately wants to hear it back, even if it isn't real. Please someone say it to him. He hasn't heard those words in decades from someone he wasn't paying.

And it's debatable whether or not this softness comes from a genuine fondness for PC, one that's crept its way into his heart over months, or from a ravenous hunger for affection that he'd take from literally anyone. Maybe he isn't the sort of man who can love. Maybe what he feels is obsession, a wish for some romantic ideal that doesn't fit into his capitalist world. But for the week he has you, maybe he can try to love, and it'd be really nice if you tried to.

Of course at the end of the week, things go back to normal. He hands you a sizeable wad of cash and that warmth he gave you disappears as you both sink back in the cold habit of your weekly trists. But sometimes, when he asks you to stay the night, and your tired and your words are jumbled, and you call him "Darling" instead of "Daddy," he won't correct you on it. His eyes will soften a bit, and he'll lay beside you and pretend again.

Sorry this was so long. I needed somewhere to dump my thoughts, and I know you're a fan of Avery, so you have to be the victim of my insomnia tonight. Please and thank you and  sorry.  

#submission #nonono cuz i totally vibe with this #the point of upholding a facade #-> means avery craves something sweet #sweet and gentle and domestic #on the softer side than i usually prefer #but this works very well #thanks for the submission 🥹