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ariscats · 2 days
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if savannahs plays the grandest game im officially over w jlb bc that means that she put averys characters in the trash
what do you mean the girl who LIVED IN HER CAR is giving a chance to change someones life to a TRUST FUND KID???
im sorry it just doesnt make sense with ANYTHING jlb has written since 2020 savannah grayson to play the grandest game, im sorry but thats not her
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x-liv25-jamieswife · 16 hours
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although i support averygrayson shippers, i will never understand. in my opinion (and i might be wrong), i think averygrayson shippers are projecting when they say grayson is the better option. i mean, if we look at avery and her needs, jameson is clearly the better fit. she's lived in the same small town her entire life. having now inherited billions, she wants to take risks and explore the world. grayson doesn't want those things. he wants stability. they wouldn't work out and their personalities would clash. jamie on the other hand would give avery what she wants and needs. grayson wouldn't be able to make avery happy in the long run. just bc grayson is your favorite and would be your prefered love interest doesn't mean he's the best love interest for avery. just my opinion though, you can ship whoever you want (i would explain this in better words if i wasn’t tired but eh).
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jamcarven · 2 days
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ROHAN AND LYRA?????
THE WAY I SCREAMED
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lonely-motel-girl · 2 days
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”How dare you think it's romantic, leaving me safe and stranded” is totally giving that one part in games untold(i think?) where jameson locks avery in that fancy marble room
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starrynightsxo · 2 days
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friend: where are you?
me: here ⬇️
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friend: understood. take as much time as you need.
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random tig headcanons pt.3!
I haven’t done these in a while, so let’s go!
~ all of the hawthorne brothers have dimples. jameson and xander’s are really prominent and nash’s are more subtle. grayson never smiles, so only a few people are sure about his.
~ avery hates dust jackets on books and takes them off every time. it doesn’t matter how pretty it is, it’s annoying.
~ part of nash’s personality is what I like to call “grandma nash”. he calls everyone ‘sweetheart’, he knows how to knit, he plays candy crush, he doesn’t know how to take a selfie, and his hearing isn’t great.
~ jameson loves dogs and always asks to pet a dog whenever he sees one. he’s not scared of any dog, big or small.
~ grayson likes to act all tough like he’s immune to everything but in reality, he has a bunch of allergies and is severely allergic to nuts, fish/shellfish, and blackberries. he’s also lactose intolerant.
~ max has an auditory processing disorder and can never hear what people are saying correctly. she’s the friend that asks ‘what?’ every time you say something.
~ while jameson loves to drink, avery hates the taste of alcohol and never drinks. she’s always the designated driver at parties and events.
~ jameson can do a bunch of crazy voice impressions - kermit the frog, elmo, kronk, and a bunch of other celebrities and cartoon characters.
~ when xander is in the sun for a long period of time, you can see that he has quite a lot of freckles and they’re so cute.
~ when the hawthorne brothers were little, tobias constructed a massive indoor playground for them to play on as kids. they still play on it as adults. ~ libby likes to do nash’s eyeliner, and god, does he look good
~ max cannot spell for her *life*. her texts to avery always look like gibberish and no one can tell what she’s trying to say.
~ grayson hated middle school pe but jameson was that one boy that was just a complete show-off. he could do a hundred push ups and sit ups, run the mile in five minutes, do the most laps on the pacer, etc. it made all the ladies swoon ofc.
~ oren is the KING of just dance, convince me otherwise. xander is a close second place.
~ avery is a ravenclaw, jameson is a gryffindor, nash is a hufflepuff, grayson is a slytherin, xander is a hufflepuff, max is a gryffindor, and libby is a hufflepuff!
that’s all I have for now, byeeee! <3
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“How do you know you ship them?”
When I see them together, a noise comes out of my mouth and it sounds like a dying horse.
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annamatix · 2 months
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i just realized everyone's favorite book boyfriends practically worship their wives/girlfriends
(or at least highly admire and are huge simps for them)
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priniya · 4 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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unclenappie · 5 days
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How Avery and Jameson's first conversation basically went:
Jameson: Thanks for agreeing to talk with me.
Avery: I didn't. You just jumped off the balcony and started talking.
Jameson: There's no time for a history lesson.
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mafiasliege · 2 months
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Avery: idiot
Jameson: :(
Avery: my idiot
Jameson: :)
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ariscats · 2 days
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honestly i dont even know what to say after todays post. if thats really savannah i gotta say im disappointed in jlb and know that we “”know”” that Rohan its going to have a girlfriend im wondering how jlb is going to develop not 1, not 2, but THREE relasionships from the zero AT THE SAME TIME while she also has to develop the plot, new secrets to keep the saga going and solve the secrets from the last series that she left to solve here
and she has to introduce, develop and creat secrets for all the 7 players, and ik we already “met some” but thats at least 4 new characters
all of these in 300-400 pages for 3 books
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x-liv25-jamieswife · 2 days
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who's afraid of little old me by taylor swift is such an avery song. whenever i hear the line "you wouldn't last an hour in the asylum where they raised me" i just think about her. the hawthornes and the others were so mean to her and underestimated her sm for no reason. i'm 100000% sure they wouldn't have survived if they grew up the way avery did. she struggled to stay alive while these people had all of the money and opportunities in the world. avery is one of the strongest characters (with libby and rebecca) in the series and i will not be convinced otherwise. i could go on and on about this, and i probably will in another post, but i'm too tired rn.
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jamcarven · 4 months
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Cardan “Even now, it is a shabby, worm-eaten, and scabrous thing. But it is yours.” Greenbriar
Jacks “I am a monster, but whether you remember it or not, I’m your monster.” of the Hollow
Jameson “because damn it,—some things are too precious to gamble.” Hawthorne
NO DOES IT LIKE THEY DO IT
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Jameson: I have a crush on someone, but I'm worried about telling you who it is because you're not going to like it. Grayson: Rip the bandage off, Jamie. Jameson: It's Avery. Grayson: Put the bandage back on-
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the-inheritance-games · 6 months
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There is Calla Lilys on the cover…….
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Romance…….
FALLING FOR GRAYSON HAWTHORNE!!!!!!!
IF THIS ISNT THE CONFIRMATION WE NEED IDK WHAT IS DJDJDJDJDJEKXDJEJDICOFI
JULY 30TH CAN NOT COME ANY SOONER 😭
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