#jameson asks

[ashintheairlikesnow]

To Nanda: has there ever been a time that your pet has actually bratted too far?

To Jameson: has there ever been a time that Nanda took it too far in a scene situation?

To both: what are your favorite and least favorite parts of your dynamic?

To Ash: thank you for answering ALL of my questions! You have so genuinely fascinating characters and I LOVE learning more about them😁

Nanda hums, tapping a finger as he considers. "No," He says, finally. "He has never been less than perfect for me."

Jameson, on the other hand, narrows his eyes. "He told me he was going to shoot me and had me run through the woods like a fucking moron once, does that count?"

"Oh, hush, you showed yourself very capable then-"

"I thought you were going to murder me, you goddamn asshole ghost!"

Nanda's smile doesn't fade. "There is my regret. Our dynamic meant that he did not know me well enough to understand that I would never do him harm with these hands that I could not nurse him through the healing of."

Jameson... blushes, deeply red, scowling at the ground. "Whatever. The worst part of our dynamic is that he fucking died. And I wasn't even a person who could miss him. If I didn't run, they'd have taken him out of my head and sold me to somebody else, and whoever the fuck it was, it wasn't going to be him. So I had to run, so I could keep him."

Nanda blinks, this apparently catching him off guard. "What?"

"Fuck you, you knew it as well as I did even if you never said it, you asshole." Jameson blinks a little too rapidly. His eyes might glimmer a little, seem wet in the light. "I know you did. The worst part about losing you was knowing that if they caught me, I couldn't even keep the last of you in my head. Fucking dumbass. Should've seen a goddamn cardiologist when you had that fucking twinge thing, but no, you had to go and die on me-"

"I-... pet, I-"

"I was yours, yeah." Jameson's jaw trembles. "But you were mine, too."

@yet-another-heathen this seems like an ask you would want to see

[leobashi]

Incorrect quote, you don't have to draw it if you don't want to!

*everyone screams when they see a silverfish*

Chase: *traps insect under cup*

Anti: *puts two more cups down*

Henrik: Anti...Anti, nein...Don't do it...

Anti: *starts shuffling the cups while the others sweat*

(I don't like silverfish.)

I’m not sure why I decided to put so much effort into this request in particular, but I’m very glad I did! I hope you enjoy it hdkdnf

[berryzxx]

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

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.

[cherrys-writings]

Thankyou for replying so fast!can I request grumpy x sunshine dating hcs with grayson hawthorne where reader is the sunshine in the relationship?:)

Grumpy!Grayson x Sunshine!Reader

Thank you for being patient! Once things got rolling I may have gotten a little carried away, but we can never have enough Grayson Hawthorne

Sunshine Reader works at a nonprofit animal shelter. You happened to be working when Grayson came in to assess if the place was worth the foundation's donations 

Grayson being impatient with you at first, how could you not know he was the representative sent to evaluate the place for a grant from the foundation?

He couldn't help but admire your dedication when you ramble about animal personalities, way off track from his original question

Before you were together he thought you were stupid for being kind and optimistic all the time

He still doesn't get it

Grayson is slow to warm to physical contact

Calling him sunshine 

He loves when you touch his face, the way you run your thumbs across his cheekbones 

Telling people "he's smiling on the inside"

The easiest way to pull Grayson from his thoughts: nose boops  

Grayson pretends to be annoyed (he loves the little grin on your face but how do you always know when he's too in his own head)

Grayson being a Hawthorne, pulls out all the stops (kinda over the top and doesn’t know when he’s being too much)

You tell Gray that he’s all you want

He cries, how could he not? Someone he’s head over heels for chose him, told him that he’s enough

Everyone thinks the two of you are adorable

Cuddling touch starved grumpy Grayson, he never knew how much he needed it

He's practically addicted to cuddles

Teaching him to find beauty in the smallest things

In my head (and I hope this happens in The Grandest Game) Grayson builds a relationship with the Graysons (if you felt weird reading that I felt weird writing it)

Savannah having the exact same initial reaction Grayson did

Gigi being your cafe buddy

Attempting to tackle hug Grayson 

Dragging him along for walks on rainy days

Grayson giving in and walking without an umbrella because “it’s not fun with an umbrella”

Nash telling you it's like some part of Grayson has woken up since being with you

Everyone afraid of the absolute murderous look you get when he says Eve keeps trying to contact him  

Both of you give flowers to each other

Grayson confiding that he hasn't felt this happy in a long time 

"Sugar, why are you crying?"

Reassuring Grayson they're good tears 

Grayson slowly being more emotionally expressive 

You convincing Grayson to volunteer at the shelter 

The Brothers welcoming you immediately

Teaching Gray that he doesn’t have to be constantly suspicious of everyone

Becoming besties with Libby, the level of sunshiness is almost too much for everyone

*******************

Got some smut and hurt/comfort in the works.

[lyrakanefanatic]

If tig characters had twitter pt. 6:

[ask-spiderpool]

[ariscats]

Is avery model pretty/breathtaking? (my own analysis of the question someone made to @riddles-n-games)

Its a important part of her character that she isnt. Avery isnt model pretty, shes not a female fatale, neither a girl next door, shes not socially smart or extroverted, shes not talented at any type of art or sport. She does well at school and is smart but not in a prodigy type of smart. Avery was, at her very core, just like anybody else. She didnt have anything that the hawthornes, thea and the other had (even emily and rebecca), and even Eve in some aspects is more something than Avery was a the start. That is maybe why some people think she doenst have a personality or prefer the brothers over her, avery doesnt necessarily fit into any bookish norme we see in others fmc.

Of course that, as the series goes on, avery starts to develop herself. An important part of her character is that, after her moms death, she was in a “coma”, in some sort. She didnt do anything execpt go to school and work. She was trying to survive in the way she knew (ill talk abt this more in another post) but the thing is that, after she inherited, she got out of that coma, for the first time in years she got to chance to do more than just survive. Avery wasnt born special or extraordianry, she wanst born w that on her side but she became an extraordinary person nonetheless once she got the chance to do anything but survive.

[gaymingwriter]

Valentine’s Day Headcanon/Drabbles

I’m very slow with requests but I’m currently working on them! I just wanted to write something for Valentine’s Day. Also I don’t usually write Date Mark but since it’s Valentine’s Day I think it fits

Characters in Order: Darkiplier, Damien, Googleplier, Date Mark, Illinois, Eric Derekson, Jameson Jackson

Category: Fluff

Pronouns: They/Them, not used directly

Warnings: Writer’s favorites are obvious, swearing, somewhat spicy reference in Illinois’s but it’s not much

Darkiplier

- This is one of the only holidays he actually plans for and looks forward to

- He actually takes the day off for once to spend time with you

- Would wake you up with your favorite breakfast in bed

- After you’re done eating he cuddles you for a while

- Then he takes you shopping. He’ll buy you pretty much anything you want

- (He’d think it’s really sweet if you got him something too though, so you should do that. It doesn’t have to be expensive)

- Takes you to your favorite restaurant for lunch

- Y’all go for a walk and go to the library/zoo/aquarium (or whatever you prefer)

- He takes you to a fancy restaurant for dinner

- Y’all cuddle and watch movies when you get home <3

Damien

- Y’all stay in for the most part

- Cuddling and movies all day

- He got you flowers and a small gift

- He’d be happy with anything you got him <3

- Makes breakfast and lunch for you

- (Though he will love it if you both cooked together)

- Took you to a nice restaurant for dinner

Googleplier

- He didn’t really understand Valentine’s Day?

- He does his research though

- Goes probably too hard with it

- Ends up planning way too much

- When he wakes you up, he excitedly tells you about everything he planned

- …you very gently let him know that all of his plans would be incredibly stressful

- He’s a little sad at first, but he doesn’t want to stress you out, so he changes his plans to be a couple things

- You get each other some gifts

- You go out to your favorite restaurant for lunch

- Y’all spend the rest of the day cuddling

- Takeout for dinner

- He’s honestly really flustered the whole time

- Even if it isn’t exactly as he planned, he’s still really happy with how everything went <3

Date Mark

- This fucker lives for Valentine’s Day

- The whole speech he gave during ISWM about all the things he planned for the date?

- Yeah, since that didn’t happen, he saved it for today

- He’s actually a real sweetheart when Actor isn’t using him as a character

- Gets you a bouquet of roses, a teddy bear, a box of your favorite kind of chocolate, one of those heart lockets with a picture of both of you in it, and a little heart that he knitted for you

- He sobs of joy and appreciation when you get him something, no matter how small it is

- He takes you to dinner, the fair, and a movie

- And you both hold hands <33

- Y’all binge watch shows and cuddle for the rest of the night

Illinois

- He may be a flirty bastard

- That’s it that’s the sentence

- He does plan an adventure for the day!

- …y’all don’t really leave bed for a while though

- Most of it is cuddling!

- He ends up just taking you to the zoo or aquarium

- He almost cries in public when you get him a gift at the gift shop

- Dinner at the zoo/aquarium food court isn’t the most glamorous, but it was perfect for both of you

- Afterwards you watch cheesy romantic movies until you fall asleep

Eric Derekson

- He made plans! He’s just incredibly nervous to tell you!

- For this reason, you made sure he knew that you’d prioritize any plans he had, but you still had your own ideas

- He shyly brought up that he wanted to have a picnic

- You loved the idea, and your lunch was spent on a blanket in the park <3

- You got him a gift and it made him feel so loved it was great

- He got you some flowers and something you’d had on a gift wishlist

- He was so afraid you wouldn’t like it but he was reassured when you hugged him

- The rest of the day was just the two of you being sweet and romantic with each other

Jameson Jackson

- Gentleman of the year, honestly

- He crocheted some hearts and a little plushie for you

- Turned on some music and danced with you for a while <3

- He made you breakfast, and you make him lunch

- Y’all watched some of yours and his favorite movies for a while

- You gave him some flowers and chocolates

- He loves the classic gifts <3

- You order from y’all’s favorite restaurant for dinner

- The rest of the night is spent chatting and watching movies

[blocked-zombieartist]

Hawthornes and Illness, Part 3

Grayson Davenport Hawthorne:

-Does not get sick very often(shocker, considering how much he works), but when he does come down with something, like Jamie, he gets it HARD

-He doesn’t like needing to rely on others to do for him, and tries to do everything for himself. This usually only makes him feel worse, and he’s sick for longer. 

-He also always tries to work while he’s laid up in bed. At this point, when Gray starts showing signs of illness, it’s Nash’s automatic protocol to take all Grayson’s devices except his phone. One time, Grayson still tried to work on his phone, but Nash found out and took that away too and gave him a walkie talkie in case he needed something. The problem for Gray? Nash gave the other walkie talkie to Xander, who was constantly checking in and using all the walkie talkie lingo. It got on Gray’s nerves and he promised to never work on his phone while sick again.

-Like his brothers, he also loves Nash’s chicken noodle soup, and since he’s the second oldest, Nash taught him how to make it. However, Grayson says it still doesn’t taste exactly right when he makes it for himself. The truth is he loves Nash making it for him and will accept that little bit of care.

-He drinks tea regularly, and when he’s sick is no different. He prefers an Earl Grey tea or chamomile(somehow, don’t ask me how he actually likes that). He lays off the coffee while sick because it keeps him awake when he only wants to sleep.

-Reads a lot while laid up. Also always needs to sleep and has multiple blankets every time, as he always gets a fever.

-Cuddles Tiramisu while he’s sick. The dog practically refuses to leave his side while he’s ill. Grayson doesn’t mind at all. He likes the quiet company. If his throat allows he will sometimes even read aloud to her❤️

-His favorite person to take care of him is Nash.

-Always feels guilty because he thinks he needs to be perfect and deliver impeccably 24/7. 

-Spends time on Pinterest looking at photographs planning what he’s going to take pictures of next.

-One time when he was younger, he got sick and Jameson and Xander created their own little play and performed it for him. Nash thought this was adorable and recorded it. Grayson has a copy and will once in a while watch it again. He always finds himself smiling at his baby brothers’ antics.

[damnesdelamer]

just throwing shit at the wall do you know any good marxisr critique of terf ideology or will i have to make that myself?

My first thoughts are Leslie Feinberg and Judith Butler, though they're not especially recent. But arguably that's a relevant point, because it asserts that we've been dealing with fascists and transphobes for awhile, and the current reactionary wave is just fash scrambling for an enemy to mobilise a popular movement. Butler also gave an interview a couple years ago in which they explicitly identified TERFs as fascist (“Anti-gender ideology is one of the dominant strains of fascism in our times”) which was subsequently censored by the Guardian. Worth a read (both the original and the PinkNews call out of the censorship). There's also a book called Transgender Marxism, which I have not read and will therefore not endorse, but if anyone wants to give it a look and let me know what's up, I'd be grateful.

Idk, as a Marxist I do really think the problems we face are sort of always the same and just slightly changing their stupid face. I still recommend Frederic Jameson and Mark Fisher as the best sources to confront the digital age. Liberalism/fascism is 'agile', that's why you see rainbows in the midst of genocide and memes in the midst of mass layoffs. But, as one of our best once said, we're dialectical materialists. And we deal with what reality is, whether we like it or not.

[cherryschaos]

Can you post a grayson x reader dating headcanons?

It would be my genuine pleasure 💕

Dating Grayson Hawthorne

You asked him out first because we all know how much of a perfectionist Grayson is that he wouldn't ask you out until he had a perfect plan

Grayson remembers the little details: sweet vs salty vs savory, go to nail paint color (if that's your thing), that one dessert at that one restaurant that was so good you could cry, how you hate when people don't use turn signals

You learn that Grayson likes his coffee with brown sugar and milk

Grayson teaching you how to take good photos

Becoming the focus of most of Grayson's photography

Messing up his constantly perfect hair

Hand kisses

Grayson always wanting to have physical contact with you. Whether it's his arm around your shoulders or waist, holding hands, or his hand on your knee

Hide and seek in Hawthorne House, you're never too old for a game

Beating Grayson at Bananagrams

Giving Grayson forehead kisses

Grayson changing his passcode from 1018 to the day you went on your first date

Staying up with him on nights he can't sleep

Turning off his alarm on nights when he does sleep

Reading to each other

You being able to play the piano and Nana asking the two of you to play together

Grayson likes to think out loud and you become his favorite person to work ideas out with

Night swimming

Grayson being your personal cheerleader

Ski trips that turn into constant cuddling because "it's too cold."

Keeping Grayson warm 😏

Who's next?

[ashintheairlikesnow]

Nanda, tell Jameson about a specific or most memorable time he had you weak in the knees, or gave you butterflies!

Jameson, baby, don’t forget to say thank you😊

It's Nanda's turn to look distinctly uncomfortable with the question. His easy, arrogant smile fades a little. "A time he-... ah. Well. I suppose-... no, let's be honest today. When I opened the box. He sat up, and once I pulled the gag out of his mouth, he looked at me and said something like, where the fuck am I? And what can I say? I was in-... I was absolutely struck by him, then."

The pet says nothing. But his face burns a bright and brilliant red.

[oliversrarebooks]

@ the vampires: describe your ideal thrall. Completely ignore realism if you want.

Alexander: "Someone intelligent, who can be a good companion during quiet nights in the library. Someone who can bring a bit of sunshine with them." What he isn't saying is that he really just wants Fitz back as his thrall.

Fitz: "I like a thrall that can take care of themselves, but is still able to attend to me. One with a sense of humor who appreciates jokes and entertainment. Not some dead-eyed slave like a lot of vampires have. Oh, and it goes without saying that they should taste good, too."

Lily: "Someone who takes to the enthrallment well without significant changes needed to her personality and intelligence. I like a thrall who I can take shopping, who helps me plan parties, who's good to drink from after a long day working. A thrall who cares, even if that care is artificially induced. And a good-smelling thrall."

Jessica: "A cute and stylish young woman, of course! A thrall I can dress up as a pretty doll and show off to my friends! Great hair and skin are a must."

Ruth: "Smart and capable of handling clerical work even while under light enthrallment. Blood quality doesn't matter that much."

Jameson: "Silent and out of the way, with high quality blood."

Alexander's sire: "I seek perfection. I don't expect mortals to understand."

[berryzxx]

CAN YOU PLEASE WRITE A FIC ABT GRAYSON GETTING REALLY SAD AND DRUNK AND GETTING A FLUFFY BLACK CAT NAMED "CAT" PLEASEEE

Special treatment

Summary: Grayson is drunk and see's a black cat he's decided to adopt. It takes you time to get used to his new pet

Grayson Hawthorne x reader

The pool's lights allowed him to see his surroundings better, the time being far too late for his own good. So what? He was old enough to sit partially drunk next to the pool with nothing to do in the middle of the night. It's not as if his dear brothers were trying to find him anyhow.

His vision blurred slightly before focusing on a small black object further away. An object that was moving for some reason? It slowly trotted up to Grayson, making sure to go around the pool and then curling up in front of him. He patted a tentative hand on it's head. At least someone wanted his company, although he had no clue how the cat had gotten into the gardens.

The cat let out a small meow as if asking what the matter was before starting to play with the empty bottle next to it.

"No cat. Sorry. Just because I'm drunk doesn't mean you can be. Unless you want to be. We could both be lonely together" He rambled on unaware that the cat could not in fact understand him. He had to finally snatch the bottle away and hide it behind his back as if that would stop the cat from finding it.

The cat rather than going for the bottle again jumped into his lap and purred, probably asking for another pat. Grayson obliged and stroked it's shiny fur, the action soothing for him.

"Your a pretty cat y'know. I think you should come home with me. I know we're already home but I mean inside. You could have a bed just like your colour fur...or maybe you could sleep on my bed. I'm sure Y/n wouldn't mind"

The cat let out another noise, of course it was because of the constant attention it was getting but Grayson assumed it wanted to know more about Y/n.

"She's my girlfriend by the way. She's so gorgeous. And really funny" After explaining the whole story of how the two of you met he scooped the cat up and stumbled inside, no one saw him with his new pet. Not that they would seen as though they were all asleep. Like sane people.

He turned the light on to his room and placed the cat onto his bed noticing that someone was sleeping in his bed. The sight of you shifted him out of his sleepiness "Shit" He muttered before trying to turn the light back off. How could he have forgotten that you were here? He glared at the cat as if it were his fault.

"Grayson? Why are you awake?" Y/n asked rubbing her eyes and sitting up. Once she sat up she looked down to see a black cat with blue eyes staring straight at her. After letting out a terrified scream and after Grayson assuring her several times that he was harmless she calmed down.

"He's my new pet"

Y/n nodded her head "Right. And what's he called?"

She had warmed up to him now and was slowly stroking his fur. Grayson took a while to think about it before declaring the name "cat".

"I sometimes wonder what's wrong with you" Y/n said after her laughter subsided at his chosen name.

"We'll get a bed for you tomorrow cat. For now you can sleep on my blazer" Grayson picked cat up and deposited him onto a chair where his blazer was spread out, a small cushion placed for the cats comfort.

"Special treatment for cat huh?" Y/n asked snuggling back into the warmth of his bed.

"Special treatment for you too sweetheart" He murmured before pulling her closer to his body so he could hold her tightly.

"Sweet dreams" Y/n said before closing her eyes. He left a small kiss on her head "Night love" He looked at cat from across the room once more to see he was curled up on the pillow, sleeping peacefully.

Maybe everything would be alright now. After all he had a new pet.

[cherrys-writings]

Dating grayson and him getting jealous?:)thank youu!!

Your Favorite Kisses

+18 Explicit sexual content, biting, marking, jealous Grayson

It’s not like you could have guessed this was the missing piece to your relationship. Probably a dream relationship, two friends accidentally falling for each other. You and Grayson becoming an Us. Nothing felt more right, you had him now and you couldn’t get enough, finally able to touch every inch of him. You tangle your fingers in his light hair, losing yourselves in each other. Grayson’s toned body trapping you against the wall, wandering hands teetering the line between confidence and hesitation. Your legs wrapped around his waist. Never failing to pull a gasp from you when he easily hauls you off your feet. You get to watch Grayson let go of his control. His perfect, deliberate kisses turning rushed and clumsy. The grazes of his teeth turning to full bites. 

The little “innocent” kisses. Something about when he kisses your hand makes you blush harder than anything. In public, Grayson will rarely do more than kiss your hands or cheeks, but he doesn’t keep his hands to himself. Always needing physical contact: an arm around your waist, a gentle hand on the small of your back, hand resting on your knee, or his fingers laced with yours. 

Affectionately dubbed the “princely brother,” Grayson once responded to a question about your relationship with, “she’s my queen.”

Then there are the less frenzied kisses. When you’re straddling his lap or laying on top of him. Grayson is content to hold you against him and explore your mouth with his tongue. His hands cradling your face, gently biting your lip, groaning into your mouth when you inevitably roll your hips against his. Until his large hands lock you in place, shushing your whine with an “I know sweetheart,” murmured against your skin. Always waiting for you to settle before starting again. Slowly getting you riled up with his hands lazily wandering, until you’re practically begging him to fuck you. Even then, he takes his time, worshiping every inch of your body. Kissing every area of exposed flesh, sucking and biting until you’re marked to his liking. Each one in a place for his eyes alone. 

You wouldn’t dare let anyone know that your favorite kisses come when Grayson is jealous. When someone has been staring too long, gotten a little too touchy,or flirted a bit too hard. Grayson has only so much self-control and it takes all of it to civilly get you away from whoever thinks they can touch what belongs to him and get you out of there. He doesn’t let you get a word out before crashing his mouth to yours, claiming the sounds you make as he pins you against the nearest wall, counter, whatever and pushing his thigh between your legs. 

Biting the sensitive part of your neck and growling, “almost bent you over and fucked you right there. Show him exactly who you belong to.”

Grayson’s hand covering your mouth as he plunges his fingers into your soaked entrance. “So wet already. Bet you wanted him to see me fuck you, huh?”

Your barely muffled moans are answer enough, his fingers curling just right. Grayson is just as relentless with his fingers as he is with his cock, bringing you to the edge, but not letting you fall into bliss, not yet. He wants to hear you beg for it. Beg for him to let you come. He doesn’t care who hears you, they’ll all know how good he makes you feel. The things you let him do to you. Not that pompous ass that had the audacity to touch what’s his. 

Grayson has you bent over a counter, hand tangled in your hair, forcing you to look at yourself in the mirror as he takes what he needs. You’re thankful for the waterproof mascara when tears pool in your eyes because it's too much but just so good. His face pressed against your neck, muttering obscene words as he leaves deep purple bruises you know you won’t be able to hide. 

“Everyone will know who you belong to now. Fuck. Gonna have my cum running down your thighs the rest of the evening.”

Grayson stifles his groans against your neck, “who do you belong to?”

“I’m yours.” you pant

“Tell them who you belong to,” he growls

“I’M YOURS”

Your legs nearly give out when you come, shuddering in his arms. His hips jerk then still when he finally comes, panting against your shoulder. He helps you fix your hair as best you can before finding a back way to sneak you out of whatever event you’re at. Grayson makes sure to go back and find that bastard. Keeping eye contact as he wipes your smeared lipstick from his mouth with a handkerchief.

[lyrakanefanatic]

If tig characters had Twitter pt: 4