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lyrakanefanatic · 3 days
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The inheritance games tweets part 9:
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random little quirks about each the inheritance games characters!
these are all headcanons I made up!
avery definitely sings in the shower. she has full on concerts every time and jameson thinks it’s hilarious. avery will get really embarassed if you bring it up and doesn’t like to talk about it.
jameson stills counts on his fingers. he’s a grown man, in college, paying for taxes, and he still uses his fingers to count.
grayson is a huge grammar and spelling person. if you spell a word wrong or don’t use correct punctuation, he will correct you in seconds and make you feel like an idiot.
xander is a huge nail biter. whenever he can’t sit still or is anxious, he bites his nails.
nash will have headphones in and will dance around his bedroom, kitchen, etc. he gets very flustered if someone walks in on him dancing to music the other person can’t hear. when libby walks in on it, she just starts dancing with him.
libby is a terrible liar. you can always tell when she’s lying or making something up. she always gets really guilty after lying too.
max snorts when she laughs, but only when she’s laughing really hard. she’s kinda self conscious about it but xander thinks it’s so cute.
thea is a massive germaphobe. her room is always so clean and she hates touching dirt, animals, blood, etc. she is constantly washing her hands and doesn’t like germs overall.
rebecca is an outfit repeater, but she has the cutest clothes ever so no one really cares.
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f4iry-bell · 3 days
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despite how much i hate eve, at least i get where she's coming from and wanting to be a villain. but emily? that girl had everything and still became a bitch for NO REASON
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ariscats · 1 day
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mafiasliege · 2 days
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If you have any more prompts for these, comment and I'll make them!!
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starrynightsxo · 3 days
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jameson hawthorne, you have had 3 interactions with the main character, HOW ARE YOU ALREADY IN MY WALLS???
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skyreadbooks · 2 days
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🗣️: I love her
yeah, but do you love her like she's your whole world, the gravity that grounds your soul, that you want to bottle up her laugh and get drunk on it, would crawl to her if you could not walk, would fall in love with her even after losing your memories and that would you match your back tattoo to her scars so that it feels like a dragon is breathing fire across their backs?
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untamedwind01 · 1 day
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Might get hate but the only reason people love Lyra so far is cuz people can insert themselves into a relationship with Grayson. (Despite the fact their relationship isn’t yet confirmed and interactions are limited)
I would also go far into saying this is also the same case for people who shipped/ships averygrayson. Where very few people actually cared about Avery’s actual feelings towards him but just wanted to ship her with grayson to satisfy their crushes on him lmaoo. 🤷‍♀️
ps, I made a similar draft very long ago even before lyra’s name was revealed so I’ve always had this theory
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reminiscentreader · 23 hours
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this is it. I am married to grayson hawthorne. No questions, i literally have our wedding pics
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awordlybeing · 1 day
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my heart aches for you grayson davenport hawthorne
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Guys, um, no hate to Lyra. I love her too, but don't yall think it's too early to be theorising so.... Intensely?
I mean, we know next to nothing about her. Who's to say shes not eve 2.0?
Ik we read that Grayson will find his love interest in the series, but we don't know which book. We never told when he'll find his love interest. Just that he will. There's 3 books in the trilogy. POVs can change.
And there's a big ass chance Gigi and Rohan might not even be players. They're already rich.
And im getting so tired of everyone just saying they hope Lyra wins the game, yall don't even know the other players yet. Kinda biased, no?
Like, i love Lyra. Genuinely. But have yall decided what to do if all your theories are wrong and you've been shipping Grayson with a character you absolutely hate?
Yeah, i know in his POV, he said a few nice things about her, but if you would've read tfg from his POV, he would've said similar things about Eve.
JLB is a master at puzzles and riddles, which are never what they seem. Who's to say shes not just throwing us off?
THIS IS NOT A HATE POST
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mariamluv · 2 days
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Guys you can't convince me in any way this pic is NOT Grayson and lyra in the Masquerade ball
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I genuinely don't know who this could be
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iliveinyourceiling65 · 23 hours
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The inheritance games incorrect quotes
part 3 :)
Avery: I know you’re deflecting by making jokes about how hot you are. Jameson: It’s not a joke. Jameson: *sniffles* Jameson: I’m a legit snack
Grayson: *holding a bottle* Is this whiskey or perfume?  Jameson: *chugs entire bottle*  Jameson: It’s perfume.
Thea: I actually have a black belt. Avery: In what, karate? Thea: No, from Gucci.
Nash: Why is Jameson so sad? Xander: He took one of those “Which Hawthorne Brother Are You?” quizzes Nash: And...? Jameson: They got Grayson.
Xander: Hey, Jameson? Can I get some dating advice? Jameson: Just because I’m with Avery doesn’t mean I know how I did it.
Grayson: I currently have 7 empty notebooks and I have no clue what to put in them. Suggestions? Jameson: Put spaghetti in it. Grayson: I'm currently taking suggestions from literally anyone but you. Xander: Put spaghetti in it. Grayson: I'm currently taking suggestions from anyone but you two. Nash: Put spaghetti in it. Grayson: I'm no longer taking suggestions.
Xander: You fuckers don’t know about my knife stick. It’s a knife taped to a stick and it’s the ultimate weapon. Grayson, not looking up from his book: Spear. Xander: BLOCKED.
Jameson: Hah! 69! You know what that means? Nash: What? Grayson: That you're a child. Xander: HOW'D YOU GUESS MY IQ!?
Avery: Treat spiders the way you want to be treated. Grayson: Killed without hesitation. Avery: No.
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anxietea413 · 1 day
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it is an understatement when i say i love the acacia and grayson moments in the brothers hawthorne. its so sweet yet so sad. grayson the poor thing has practically never experienced a mother's affection (skye i hope you burn) and acacias speech about loving her daughters with her whole heart visibly affected him. "breathing shouldn't be so difficult." BBG NO 😭😭 acacia is a flawless mother, we need to appreciate her more. she's the main reason why at least two characters in the tig universe don't have mommy issues.
we love acacia in this household.
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i saw your post saying you wanted ff requests, and i don't know if this is specific enough for you, if it's not, thats fine and you don't have to do it, but i'd love for you to write an averyjameson fic where avery has a panic attack during an event of some sorts (any reason; reminders of the shooting, etc), and jamie finds her in an empty hallway and comforts her with like forehead kisses and by whispering sweet nothings in her ear.
OOOOO OKAYY (and dw it’s specific enough 💗💗)
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I patted down my dress, hoping to make the time pass by faster. As a result of Jamesons brushes with the law, Alisa dragged us to another fancy party to clear the air around us. The only thing was that tomorrow would mark the official day that my mom died. I wanted to get it off my mind, but it never would. That day will probably haunt me till the day I die. And having to fake smiles, engage in small talk, and pretend like I belong here just makes everything more difficult. I held in a breath as Grayson, Jameson, Nash, and another rich family that Tobias was associated with walked towards me. I forced a smile.
“Hello, Mr and Mrs. Beaumont. How are you enjoying the party so far?” I asked, morphing my face into something pleasant. The truth was, I hadn’t told Jameson that tomorrow marked the day that my mom had died because I wanted to get it off my mind. But now I sort of wished I had somebody who understood what was going on, somebody like Jameson. Mr. Beaumont flashed me a winning smile.
“It’s quite the party, Ms. Grambs. I love the venue, very nice and old fashioned.” He said, smiling. I smiled back.
“Alisa wanted this place to have a cozy, yet elegant feel. I suggested it myself.” Nash said, tipping his hat. I caught Jamesons eye and immediately his smile turned into a frown. I wondered if he could really read the sadness on my face that well, when nobody else had seemed to notice. Is everything okay? He asked with his eyes. I looked away, swallowing. It felt horrible to push Jameson out, but honestly I just wanted to be alone right now. And I can’t tell him what’s going on anyway, with the Beaumonts in front of us. Mrs. Beaumont smiles, her eyes shimmering.
“So, I heard you’re creating a Game, Ms. Grambs?” She asks me. I nod.
“Yes. It involves 7 contestants from all around the world who have a chance to receive millions of dollars, if they can complete and win The Game. It’ll be mostly riddles, puzzles, and games that require your brain power. Me and the Hawthornes, as well as Rebecca and Thea, will be supplying the riddles and puzzles.” I respond. Her smiles widens.
“Well, aren’t you a smart girl? Thinking up riddles all on your own. Your mother must be so proud. I wish I had a girl, but instead I have 3 little boys who wreak havoc on each other.” She said with a laugh. She keeps talking about The Game, but all other conversation fades into background noise as my breathing stops. Your mother must be so proud. Was she proud, my mother? I didn’t know anymore. Because I didn’t know my mother anymore. I was starting to forget her belief in me, her love for me, her laugh, and that fills me up with an emptiness that nothing else ever could. Feeling the tears threaten to burst from my eyes, I butt into Graysons and Mr. Beaumonts conversation.
“I’m sorry, but I have to use the washroom, If you’ll excuse me.” I say, before turning and walking towards the hall. But as tears start to shine my eyes, my walk turns into a run, and suddenly I’m sprinting down the venue towards the exit. I speed past Libby, who’s giving me a wide eyed look and calling out my name, but I didn’t care. I needed to be away from all of this, because it was killing me. I shoved the doors open, gasping as the tears start sliding down my cheeks. I run into an empty hallway and spot a table, with a large white tablecloth blocking the legs of it. I duck under it and sit there, the tablecloth blocking anybody’s view of me, and sob into my knees. The hall was empty, but I still tried my best to cry as quietly as possible. After about 30 seconds of sobbing, I heard footsteps coming into the hall. I sucked in a breath as I tried to stay as quiet as I could, while also listening to see who it was. There wasn’t a voice, but from close to me I could hear a sigh, and immediately recognized it. Jameson. He walks closer, his footsteps getting louder. Suddenly, a breath catches in my throat and I sniff without meaning to. The footsteps stop, and then get way louder. Then, a hand yanks the table cloth up, and Jameson crawls under the table to sit next to me. He doesn’t put a hand around my waist, or kiss me, but instead speaks.
“Y’know, Heiress, we’re probably gonna have to go to another dinner party because of the drama that you sparked at this one.” He said, his voice joking. I didn’t say anything, but the sound of his voice was still comforting, so I soaked it in. Then, he turned to me, a serious look in his eyes.
“Your mother is proud of you. I can’t think of a reason she wouldn’t be.” He said. I turned to look at him, the eye contact making my stomach twist, and tears started to shine my eyes again.
“I just can’t stop wondering if I’m doing it all right. Or if I’m disappointing her or not.” I say, looking down at my knees. Then, I feel his arm slide around my waist, and the touch is so comforting I sigh.
“Of course you’re doing it right. You’re living your life, flying around the world and visiting all the places that you and her had planned to go. You donated almost all of the money you inherited to an amazing cause, became the world’s youngest philanthropist, and fell in love with an extremely handsome man.” He says, the ends of his lips tilting up at the last part. I smile myself, choking out a sob-laugh. His smile vanishes as he takes my face in his hands and kisses the tears off it. Each kiss feels like a balm on open wounds, and I was starting to regret not telling him about my mother’s death date being tomorrow earlier. When he’s done kissing my tears, he stares into my eyes, with so much love in his own I shiver.
“If your mother were around today, all she would be able to talk about is how proud you make her, Avery Kylie Grambs. Never forget that.” He whispered, his voice intense. I wiped my eyes with a smile and held his hand, before bringing my face close to his and kissing his forehead.
“I’ll try not to, Jameson Winchester Hawthorne.” I whispered back, using his full name just like how he had used mine. He grinned at me and brought his lips close to mine. I gave a small nod and suddenly, Jameson was kissing me, each brush of his lips making me want more and more. Eventually we separated, and I turned my body, laying my head on his chest. We both didn’t say a word, and I allowed myself to relax and soak up the moment, while focusing on the beat of Jamesons heart. I smile, and just for a moment, imagine my mother looking down on me, smiling as well.
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THIS WAS SUCH A CUTE REQUESTTT THANK YOUU 💗💗
alsoo can anybody spot the lyra x grayson line from the brothers hawthorne that i put in here? 😜
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