#Skye Grayson

[serendipitous-girl]

𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲'𝐬 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭

⊱✿⊰ summary: s/o's reaction to their chosen bat being injured

⊱✿⊰ warnings:injuries, swearing etc

⊱✿⊰ notes: look at me being amazing and writing a request and yep. This won't be the best but here it is. I hope y'all enjoy this <3

𝖇𝖗𝖚𝖈𝖊

you brushed your hair once more, head turning towards the sound of the window sliding open. there was your husband, Bruce, holding his helmet under his arm. almost immediately you noticed the metallic stench of blood, the dark red coating his limbs like a second layer of skin.

"bruce?" you asked, rushing towards his side, "are you okay? what happened?"

"i'm fine.." he grunted, pulling off pieces of his armor which in turn reveled even more injuries, "can you get alfred, my dear? he can help with this."

despite your frustration with his lack of self concern, you retrieved alfred who would be much better at fixing up your husband. while you could do minor mending, alfred was much more suited for the severity of these wounds.

"be more careful, baby." you scolded, standing by the door as you surveyed alfred tending to bruce.

𝖉𝖎𝖈𝖐

"owieeee," dick whined as you gently set him on the couch, holding his arm like a little child. his domino mask was slightly ripped, eyes looking up at you sadly.

"calm down, ya big baby." you grumbled, pulling out various medical supplies to quickly mend his injuries. he pouted at your words, seeming to not be happy you weren't playing along with his dramatics.

"don't you love me?" dick whined, pretending to be in great agony as you wiped the blood oozing from his minor cuts.

𝖏𝖆𝖘𝖔𝖓

you stared at your boyfriend, who was more blood than human, standing in the doorway like a serial killer. he trudged through the hallway and entered the closest bathroom, a trail of red following behind him.

"what...the fuck happened?" you asked, feel a laugh of astonishment bubble out of your throat.

"it's not all my blood." jason replied, shrugging like this was completely normal. but to be fair, as a vigilante it surely was normal.

you scoffed and started grabbing medical stuff, helping him despite the desperate urge to scold him for his carelessness.

𝖙𝖎𝖒

"it's three in the morning, tim." you complained, rubbing your eyes as he loomed over you. he had a gash across his cheek, his mask loosely in his hand.

"i want you to clean my cut." he stated, staring down at where you laid in your bed, "alfred doesn't do it the way you do. i like you taking care of me better."

"fine, fine. but you're staying the night; i don't want you going around in the middle of the night...again." you replied, shuffling out of your warm covers. he gave you a satisfied smile, following you towards your bathroom out in the hallway.

lori © 2024. please don't copy, modify, or do anything weird with my writing! i like reblogs and comments but please be kind as this was my writing.

[downrightbooks]

I lied put your clothes back on. Let’s talk about how absolutely heartbreaking it was for Xander in chapter 59 of tfg. Out of all of the Hawthorne brothers he was the one who had the closest relationship to their grandfather. So to then find out that his biological father had always wanted him and that his grandfather was the one reason that they never were able to get to know each other would be absolutely earth shattering.

Like Tobias trusted him enough to tell him to find Toby in The Hawthorne Legacy because they spent the most time together. Like he seriously asked his favorite grandson to help him find his long lost son who isn’t even his actual son, all while never letting Xander know that his own father cared about him and wanted him from the beginning. So I can’t even begin to imagine the hurt and betrayal he must have felt towards his grandfather after he realized that his grandfather did everything in his power to keep his father from him and vice versa. (As the days go by I hate Tobias more and more)

MY POOR BABY DESERVES SO MUCH LOVE😭😭

[astraeajackson]

GUYS GUYS GUYS okay so i literally JUST thought of this, but LISTEN: what if the hawthorne brothers' dads DIDN'T have such cool last names??? like can you IMAGINE how that would've gone down with tobias:

skye: here, dad, this is your new baby grandson

tobias: cool. hey, quick question, what's the name of the guy you slept with this time?

skye: *gulps* j-jake...

tobias: *frowns* jake... what?

skye: *sighs* ...p-pikachu

the newly named pikachu westbrook hawthorne: this can't seriously be happening right now-

[danni-1-graysons-version]

i went from 'i don't know why people are calling Grayson a dick when he clearly just cares about his family' to 'wow, Grayson Davenport Hawthorne, you really are a dickhead'

[xo-zozo]

bro i do hate skye but GIRL. WHAT GENES DOES SHE POSSES TO HAVE FOUR KIDS AND ALL OF THEM TO BE ABSOLUTE MEALS. AND CAN I GET SOME?

[thecircularlibrary]

hiiii could you pls write anything about nash and alisa i love them so much and im so sad about their ending ☹️☹️

hiiii!! not sure if this is what you were looking for but I wrote a backstory for them! and it’s a songfic! <3333

loss of my life

Nash and Alisa

words: 2041

warnings: swearing

A/N: in this fic, they live in austin. and alisa and nash are the same age; they might've already been but they sure are now P.S. i really like this one, guys

you told me I'm 

the love of your life

☾☙❀❧☽

“Please don’t do that again, Alisa. It’s dangerous. I know you grew up with him, but you can’t just disappear for hours because you heard about a rolled ice cream place in San Antonio. That’s not how it works. As long as you’re in high school, you’ll be home at a reasonable hour. And you’ll text me back,” said Alisa’s father, the great “Ortega” in McNamara, Ortega, and Jones. Also known as the great pain in her ass.

She looked up from the marble floor of her father’s in-house office to look at him. To absolutely nobody's surprise, 16-year-old Nash Hawthorne was looking through the glass door behind her father’s desk. When Alisa made eye contact with him, all hope of giving her father a serious response vanished as she struggled to hold in her laughter. It wasn’t that Nash was doing anything necessarily funny, it was just that he was Nash.

Her father sighed, not even bothering to look behind him. “Go to your room, Alisa. And if I catch my client’s grandson in there, there’ll be more disciplinary action.”

Alisa walked out of the office calmly and closed the door behind her. She was able to keep a straight face until she made eye contact with Nash, who was holding in a laugh of his own. As they laughed, or in Alisa’s case, cackled, they made their way down the hall. After they’d calmed down a little bit, Nash finally spoke for the first time since they’d been intercepted pulling back into the driveway in his truck.

“You know, Li Li,” he started, eyes glinting. “We should’ve brought your dad back some of that ice cream.”

“Oh? Why’s that?”

“Maybe it would help him chill the hell out.”

They fell apart again.

☾☙❀❧☽

I felt aglow like this

Never before and never since

☾☙❀❧☽

Maroon caps flew in the air all around Alisa. She jumped up to catch hers before it hit the ground so she could protect the rhinestoned University of Texas logo on the back of it. She searched the sea of caps and gowns, hugging each other, crying, trying to find her person. The boy who dedicated his graduation cap to his little brothers.

The second Alisa saw Xander’s baby picture, Nash met her eyes and grinned. She knew she didn’t have much time so she rushed towards him and jumped. Even with a diploma in one hand, he caught her effortlessly.

` “We did it,” he whispered into her hair.

He set her down but kept his arms wrapped around her in a hug. After a while they broke apart to find their friends and agreed to meet back up in ten minutes by the exit to find their families.

However, when Alisa went to the exit ten minutes later, Nash was nowhere to be found. The arena was almost empty so she would’ve been able to see him if he was still there. Just as she was deciding to check outside the arena, she heard a familiar voice from the hall.

“Your grandfather is preparing you all for something greater. If he’s not here, there’s a reason for it,” said Skye Hawthorne.

“So more games, then. That’s why he’s not here. He wants to create more riddles for me to figure out. More reasons for me to never trust him again.”

Now it was Nash’s voice. Alisa knew she shouldn’t have been eavesdropping, but she knew how conversations like this ended and she just wanted to make sure he was okay.

“You know it’s not like that, Nash. He just wants to grow your mind.”

“I just graduated high school”

“And you already have 14 special skills, 2 world records in track and field, and 7 patents under your belt. And you wrote a comic book.”

“Jameson, Grayson, and Xander will have all of that and more. I want him to be proud of something I did on my own. Something I can take responsibility for. What I don’t want is for him to be proud of his ability to utilize his connections to produce mediocre work,” Nash’s voice was hardened and Alisa hated it. So she did the rational thing that any eighteen-year-old girl would do.

“Hi Skye! Have you seen my dad anywhere?” Her smile was nervous, her voice a bit too high pitched. Nash was staring at her. “He’ll want to talk to Nash, too. Since he practically raised him and all.” The dig wasn’t subtle and it wasn’t meant to be. The temporary smile Skye had painted on faltered slightly.

“Oh. Yes–um, he was over by the music hall, I believe.”

“Wonderful!” Alisa turned to her left. “Let’s go Nash!”

As she grabbed Nash’s wrist and made her way to the music hall, he caught up to her and looked at her.

“I love you, Li Li.”

She smiled.

“I love you, too.”

☾☙❀❧☽

You and I go from one kiss to gettin’ married

☾☙❀❧☽

A sparkling ocean. A dinner. A beautiful view from a beautiful hotel. A break from school. Nash had missed track practice (a.k.a. risked his own life) to take her to Puerto Rico, where her father was from, where he knew she always wanted to go, for spring break. They were twenty-years-old. They lived together. They loved each other. They had the ideal college romance. Straight out of a novel: athlete and honors student. He was studying Psychology and she was studying Marketing. Everything she could’ve ever wanted. 

Alisa truly thought it couldn’t get better. Until Nash was on one knee, with a beautiful ring held out. 

“Alisa Ortega. I’ve never felt at home in my family. But I’ve always felt at home around you. You bring out the best in me. You make me laugh. My family loves you. I love you. Will you marry me, Li Li.”

He was crying. She was crying. Quite literally, the only thing she could do was nod her head as her shaky hands covered her mouth. He stood up quickly to put the ring on her finger and wrap her in a bone crushing hug.

It was everything.

He was everything.

☾☙❀❧☽

It was legendary

It was momentary

☾☙❀❧☽

Alisa didn’t know why it still felt weird to come home for the summer. She lived in Austin. Her family lived in Austin. Her fiancè went to the same college as her. It seemed like she wouldn’t miss home at all. But, every summer, she came home to a huge house, built for ten people, but it only housed three: her and her parents. It was even worse when she visited Nash’s family: a huge house built for a hundred people and housing ten. It made her somewhat grateful the visits were becoming less and less frequent, with Nash distancing himself. Currently, they were laying on her childhood bed staring at the paper stars hanging from her ceiling.

Soon, Nash’s voice rose in the silence. “So you changed your major.”

Alisa turned towards him. “Yeah, I did.”

He stayed staring at the ceiling.

“You were studying marketing. What made you switch to Political Science?”

“Well…I mean, I…” she hesitated to tell him because she knew what his reaction would be. “I’m taking over the firm. Eventually. One day, I mean.”

He found those paper stars very interesting, considering he wouldn’t take his eyes off of them. It took Alisa a second to remember they made them together when they were seven.

“My grandfather is very central to Texas, Alisa. How would we go North?”

Alisa.

“We wouldn’t.”

Those damn stars.

“Oh. Okay.”

☾☙❀❧☽

"I'll never leave"

"Never mind"

☾☙❀❧☽

“Nash.” Alisa followed him into the living room. “Nash.”

He was pacing. Rubbing a hand over his face, keeping the other one on his hip. He had abruptly gotten up when she had talked about moving into her childhood home after the wedding since it had the home office she needed, and now she was worried. He spun to face her.

“Alisa why don’t we just get our own home. I can drive you to work or we can hire a driver. I don’t mind.”

“Why don’t you want to move in? It’s not like we’re moving into Hawthorne House.”

“They’re always over there Li Li, and I don’t need to deal with that right now.”

“Why don’t you just talk to them, Nash. They’re your family.”\

Nash looked at her incredulously. For the first time, she saw anger in his eyes, directed at her.

“My family, Alisa? My mother stopped caring about what I did when I was 4 years old. My grandfather has more faith in my brothers than he has in me, and they haven’t even hit puberty yet. My brothers think I’ve abandoned them and my aunt, the only person who’s understood me, is now trapped in a toxic marriage with a man who isolates her from her nephews. So tell me, Alisa. What part of that is my family?”

“Why are you calling me Alisa? You’ve been calling me Li Li since we were toddlers.”

Nash looked like he didn’t know her anymore. Oh.

“Because the second you gave up on your dream to work for my grandfather, you stopped being the girl that I knew. The woman that I proposed to.”

Alisa needed to look up to stop herself from crying. It wasn’t working.

“What the hell, Nash. That’s not fair and you know it.”

“Isn’t it?”

“No. Because this is my dream. I was too scared to tell you because I know your relationship with them. But my dad offered it to me if I went to law school and I knew I was more likely to get in with a different major.”

“What happened to making our own way in the world, Alisa? What happened to breaking free from our parents?” Nash’s eyes were pleading now. Begging her to revert back to his idea of how the world should be.

“My parents never did anything but try to protect me. And clearly they were right to,” Alisa’s tone was scornful. Nash’s face hardened with realization. The same way it had graduation night.

“Fine. If that’s your dream, who am I to stop you?”

“Nash.”

“Alisa, I’m serious. You should follow your dreams. I want you to be happy. But I can’t be with you while you do it. Our relationship ends here.”

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, all of the air left Alisa’s lungs.

“I’ll pack my stuff and sleep on the couch tonight. I’ll be gone before you wake up tomorrow.”

“Nash, what?”

“Alisa it’s for the best.”

“For who? Your fear? You’ll have to specify between your fear of commitment, your fear of your grandfather, and your fear of disappointing your little brothers. Although, from the looks of it, this decision includes all three.”

“Alisa, I just can’t do this. My dream is to travel and help people. Yours isn’t. I can’t. I’ll leave tonight. I really do love you, but I can’t do this.”

And he was gone. From her life, from Austin, all of it.

☾☙❀❧☽

Our field of dreams, engulfed in fire

Your arson's match your somber eyes

☾☙❀❧☽

It didn’t feel real to Alisa. That Nash Hawthorne was standing across the room from her. She was standing behind her father, he was standing with his brothers. She hadn’t seen him since that fateful night in their senior year of college. She transferred to Rice and then went back to UT for law school. He had stayed at UT to run track and field, graduated, left, and never looked back. Until now, she supposed.

She wouldn’t say it didn’t sting. Especially with the way he looked at the blue-haired girl. The way he gravitated towards her. She’d be gone soon after the will reading, but he had a way of always making girls come back. Except Alisa.

She’d learn to live with it. Live with seeing him, especially now that she was in charge. She had a feeling, though, that she’d always wonder what could’ve been.

☾☙❀❧☽

And I'll still see it until I die

You're the loss of my life

[littlemissmentallyunstable]

okay so random thought but what inheritance games character do I give off?? like who do you guys think I’m most like??

[silly-little-gooses]

more cuties?!?!?!

[riddles-n-games]

Because of You by Kelly Clarkson is the Hawthorne brothers' collective anthem. I think it could refer to their relation with Skye as their absent mother rather than Tobias although some lines could probably reflect both based on the issues.

Chorus:

Because of you/ I never stray too far from the sidewalk/

This set could refer to Xander.

Because of you/ I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt/

Jameson for sure on this one.

Because of you/ I find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me/

Grayson, Grayson, GRAYSON.

Because of you/ I am afraid/

Nash unexpectedly seems to fit this one.

[clarissaweasley-10]

Okay,so what happened to Ricky Grambs?Last l remember he was in a "relationship" with Skye,they were planning to get married and were also plotting against Ave.But then Skye and Ricky too l think got arrested for planting a bomb on Avery's helicopter.They were released and next thing we know Skye is married to some old sugar daddy.What happened to Ricky?

[banilikesfictionalpeople]

i imagine sky hawthorne as her

[hathorneheiress]

Clothed in uncertainty

The annual charity event was being held at the Hawthorne Foundation. It was no surprise since the chief donator was Tobias Hawthorne himself.

All the family was to be attendance. His mother-in-law Nan. Zara Hawthorne and her husband Constance. Skye Hawthorne with her 7 year and a half year old Nash along with one year old Grayson. The only one left home was barely two-month-old Jameson. The child was rather wild, and Tobias didn't want him screaming the whole time. Neither did anyone else.

Tobias straitened his tie before walking into the richly carpeted hall. With Oren, his body guard, at his side the proceeded downstairs. Impatiently waiting was his youngest daughter Skye.

Her tight, light pink, floor length dress hugged her frame in all the right places.

Standing beside her was Nash. The young lad was dressed in a causal brown suit that matched his hair. Hazel eyes lazily roamed the walls, not seeming excited about the appointment.

That left the last member: Grayson. His mother had dressed him in a black suit that complimented his light blond hair and bluish gray eyes. He did not look happy.

As soon as Tobias reached the threshold Skye dumped Grayson into his arms before storming out the door. "Hurry!" She barked. "We are going to be late."

"Come along lad." he said to Nash. "You're mother is waiting."

"Do I have to go?" the lad whined. "Why can't I stay with Jameson?"

"You are not a baby. Are you saying you are one?"

"No." He spat back. "But I hate parties."

"And so does Grayson but is he throwing a fit?" Tobias raised his eyebrows.

"No." Nash said sulkily.

"Exactly"

Nash climbed into the car next to his mother without any further issues. Tobias carefully put Grayson into his car seat. The child began to squirm in agitation.

"I know." Tobias said softly. "You hate being in the car seat for a long time. But it won't be too bad this time. Under 30 minutes." That seemed to calm the young Grayson down in for his grandfather to finish buckling up.

He then joined Skye and Nash in the middle seats.

The ride was smooth as it could be. Not in the way of being jostled, but more in the way of having to listen to his daughter rant about things that held no importance to the billionaire.

How the shopping mall didn't close down just for her. The maid was late with her breakfast. The gardener was being too loud outside her bedroom window. They were going to be late for the event. Why did they have to bring her sons. Ect.

He politely listened but didn't say a word. His oldest grandson looked as bored as bored could be. He's going to have to suck it up He thought. He doesn't get everything he wants.

The youngest occupant in the car, Grayson, was being louder than he usually was. The child hardly ever made a sound, even when hungry. But now Tobias could hear what sounded to be grunts in displeasure coming from the back.

What in the world?

It was then quiet and he thought nothing of it till they arrived. Pulling up to the main entrance, guests were already starting to arrive.

"See?" Skye spat. "We are late! I knew I should have come in earlier." Before he could say anything she was out the door.

It was always amazing, or maybe disturbing, how Skye's attitude could change in a matter of seconds. She could be yelling at anyone to smiling and laughing loudly just like that.

Shaking his head he watched his daughter walk off. Leaving him with the children. As usual.

Nash hopped down beside him as he went to go get Grayson.

Opening the door he stood there slightly shocked at the scene before him: Clothes and shoes were scattered over the seats and Grayson sat there beaming up at him totally naked.

"What did you do?" He asked, but he couldn't keep the smile that playing on his lips off.

The child giggled. Actually giggled.

Tobias shook his head. "You weirdo." He laughed. "You're not supposed to do that."

"Oren." he called out. "Take Nash inside I'm going to be a minute."

Closing the door behind him he unbuckled Grayson. Picking him up he began to dress hm again.

Grayson squirmed and gave a cry of protest.

"I know. You don't want to get dressed again. But going in totally naked isn't going to happen either."

Within ten minutes the child was fit and ready to go.

Giving a small kiss to the lad's cheek, he picked him up and proceed with his plans.

Grayson never misbehaved like that in public again. But in private? Well.... that's another story.

Please forgive the awful title and I would like to dedicate this story to my friend and mutual @x-liv25-jamieswife. I'm so sorry it took so long.

[lanterns-and-daydreams]

The inheritance games Royalty AU x The Cruel prince

Lady Asha 🤝 Skye Hawthorne

(DONT ASK ME HOW 👹)

[not-so-mundane-after-all]

Love it when father-daughter duos start day 1 of their relationship in an interrogation room and end it driving away together in an oldschool "family heirloom" car.

[xo-zozo]

Do zara skye and toby head cannons

this is such an interesting idea!!

~ first of all, i think that they would all be kinda close in their younger years

~ toby was always kinda protective of zara when they were teenagers. like he would be the kind of brother to kinda have to hunt down every guy she liked and beat up anyone who messed with her, even if he was younger and lowkey not very intimidating

~ one of the only things that toby and skye had in common was their taste in food

~ toby was always being told that he didn't look a lot like his sisters when he was little but he was always determined that he did (we all know why he didn't)

~ when they were like 7-10 they did the most intense candy trading during halloween

~ they made a lot of pinky promises over really stupid stuff and the words, "don't tell dad" were spoken a lot

~ zara always called shotgun in the fancy car on the way to school and her reasoning was because she was the oldest

~ they made up a secret language that only they could understand

~ even though they were closer in their childhood, as soon as toby started to be a moody hawthorne teenager they started drifting apart and zara was kinda sad

~ zara and skye basically shared the same clothes because even though they could afford to get their own, they were too lazy to go out and get other ones so they could each have their own

~ they were forced to wear matching clothes for family photos and parties and other stuff

~ also when they were smaller, when zara and skye had arguments, they always tried to get toby on their different sides and he was always super confused and in reality had no idea what was going on

~ they had a little book club, they liked to read the same books at the same time so that they could discuss them afterwards

~ there were definitely intense floor is lava games at hawthorne house (and i feel like this would also happen with the brothers in the future)

~ not only the floor is lava, but they would curate different games for each other like escape rooms and treasure hunts and stuff like that

~ zara now actually wants to get to know toby again now that they know that he's not dead or whatever

i got a sudden wave of creativity

[untamedwind01]

listen, even though they still have some of their mum’s feature, we know that the boys ended up looking and acting more like their fathers. but then that means the hawthornes have some weak ass genes lmaoo 💀💀

imagine having 4 kids and they still ended up being similar to a father they never knew