#bex hawthorne

[westwingsolo]

ALEXANDER GABRIEL CLAREMONT-DIAZ

"Ok... I know that this looks bad.. but I looked up how the dewy decimal system works and I promise I'll reorganize everything..."

[westwingsolo]

"I know the guy who runs the bar... he usually gives us a private room because he knows I'll tip his staff well..." Discretion was key when he went out. He didn't want to make a big deal about it, but he was 22 and sometimes he just wanted to be a 20 something and hang out with his friends.

He just needed to find more friends. Hopefully he did.

Alex tried not to frown, getting the feeling that Bex wasn't interested. So he just shrugged, trying to play off like it wouldn't bother him. "It's fun. You don't have to sing, you can just sit there and make fun of me when I try to sing Selena..." He did grin a little, biting his bottom lip if maybe he could convince him.

"You can also say no if you don't want to go... I just figured I would ask a friend out, you know?" Yes, he used the F-word out loud.

"Karaoke? The last thing I expected you to say was karaoke," He said. Bex couldn't help the small lift to his eyebrows as he stepped back and into his understanding, arm stretching away from the shelf. Let loose - the first son didn have him sort of pinned there. Bex went out quite rarely, only claiming a night at a club when someone asked about his face when his make up wasn't done too well. Mostly, as Alex probably had noticed, Bex went to work, went home, and once a week, went to visit his mother in the hospital. He didn't really go out.

"How exactly does secret service feel about the whole, karaoke thing? Would I need to prepare to be tackled?" He asked. It was only half in jest, the jovial lightness in his voice weighed down just slightly by reality. "I don't think I've ever been to a karaoke... thing."

[xo-zozo]

Could you do headcannons about thea and rebecca?

they are so underrated tbh they deserve this post (please ignore how short this is... i'm sorry in advance)

~ they literally go everywhere together... they seriously are never seen without each other

~ bex makes thea watch a bunch of random old disney movies and although thea pretends to hate it she actually likes watching bex get so happy about it

~ they won homecoming king and queen at some point (take your pic for which was which but i think we all know the real answer)

~ they spend sunny afternoons with the windows of the bathroom open and just doing their nails and other stupid things

~ i feel like they would also do a bunch of random stuff like that too

~ they both love froyo

~ sometimes when they go to the mall together bex drags thea into claires and makes them get matching jewelry but it's also a win for thea because she can go and get another piercing

~ btw i have a headcannon that thea as a bunch of different piercings on her ears

~ they laugh over the amount of times they've been called "really sweet best friends"

this is so short and i really am sorry... i'm kinda half asleep so

[fuckin-sick-bih]

Scent Sensitive

Fandom: Original Fiction (Hale & Jessie) Summary: Hale had always had a great nose, able to follow scent trails for miles. It was one of the things he'd excelled at during training to lead his home pack one day, but that sensitivity comes at a price they find one Saturday while candle shopping. (Jessie has the kink!) CW: spray mess, sneezing on partner/self, pet names such as "puppy" and "brat" as terms of endearment, blunt terminology for body parts below (oral & p in v), maybe hints of BDSM dynamics but they're pretty light?, and running theme of werewolf-esque dynamics as both Jessie and Hale are wolf shifters. Word Count: 4,476 MINORS DNI Author Note: Well, here it is! My OCs in their own universe just... honestly just being in love? Idk I love my boys and I'm enjoying getting to see Jessie grow as a character after all the years of work I've put into Hale. Someday I'll get that book written...

“I’m just saying the cabin smells musty is all!” Jessie complained one Saturday morning while elbow-deep in dishes after breakfast. Pancakes always got a bit messy with the two. They tended to end up slinging the batter at one another halfway through cooking and got a little bit of it everywhere.

There was a roll of eyes from the blonde who glanced over at his mate while drying and putting away their cookware. “I like the musty smell.”

A scoff came from Jessie who promptly flicked water at Hale who flinched and chuckled when he got wet from the flying droplets of warm, soapy water. “Bullshit! I know you’re a nature boy but come on!”

Hale wrapped an arm around Jessie’s waist and pulled him in close to kiss his forehead. “I do! It reminds me of the apartment I had back home in Alaska.” He admitted to his mate, kissing softly over his neck, and breathing in his scent. Vintage leather from the truck Hale had helped him fix and the black cherry shampoo he used to try and cover his natural scent of Texas cactus blossom.

Some people had reasons for trying to hide their natural scents… their pasts…

“Such bullshit… we’re going to the candle store in town. No but’s.” The brunette insisted and bumped his hip against Hale, but it wasn’t the bump that made him groan.

. . .

A soft, digital bell tune played as they entered the shop with their hands clasped together and fingers gently intertwined. Hale ran the calloused tips of his fingers over Jessie’s palm as the brunette slipped quickly away from him to begin going off to find some candles he might like.

The scent of the shop itself was utterly overwhelming to Hale’s well-trained nose. Already he could feel it burning in his sinuses and he scrunched his nose in response to the stimulus. Candles or overpowering scents weren’t really his thing, and this was a shop entirely devoted to it. Every wall was lined with candles, incense, and wax melts upon each shelf.

No space was left unused without some sort of scented item or small cups of coffee beans dispersed around the shop. Jessie would call it tasteful maximalism, but Hale just called it excessive. Soon enough, Hale was rubbing at his nose a little as he felt a tingle already starting.

“Jes?” Hale muttered, moving over towards his mate while still rubbing his knuckle against the left side of his nose. Though when he reached his mate, Jessie immediately pressed a candle into his hands for him to hold. “Uh- sweethhheart…” His breath caught softly as he tried to get Jessie’s attention and for once the other didn’t seem to notice immediately.

Jessie, gods above he really did love that man, was rocking ever so slightly back and forth on the balls of his feet while he inhaled deeply from the candle. “Babe, this one almost smells just like y- what’s wrong?” As Jessie finally seemed to notice the way Hale’s nostrils were twitching and his eyes ever so slightly watering.

With a slight shake of his head, Hale held up a finger and turned while his breath hitched dangerously sharp before crushing his nose against his own shoulder. “Hiiih’GHt! Ugh, s’cuse sorry.” Of course, by now in their relationship Hale knew about Jessie’s little kink and when he looked up he swore he could see Jessie’s pupils dilate. He sniffled and smirked ever so slightly, suddenly ready to stay in this candle shop as long as he could stand it. “Must be the scents. You know how I am. What were you saying? That a good one? Let me smell.”

Before Jessie could even try to move the candle, Hale leaned right in to catch a whiff of the candle that smelled strongly reminiscent of his shampoo except much more potent. His nose itched and burned, making Hale jerk his head back in surprise as his nose scrunched. “Oh fuhhh hG’TSH! Ngx’t! Heh… fuck snf! lost the last one.” He grumbled and scrubbed at his nose.

Meanwhile, Jessie was staring at him in utter shock, and he realized it only a few moments later when his mate nearly dropped the candle he’d been holding. “Oh my god, you brat.” Jessie hissed under his breath at the slightly larger wolf and tucked the candle close to his own chest so he could go swatting at Hale’s. “You did that on purpose.”

“Sure did,” Hale replied cheekily with a smirk. “What’re you gonna d-ddiih­ do about it, puppy?”

As Hale’s hazel eyes raked over Jessie’s form, he watched the other shift his weight and how his Adam’s apple bobbed when he swallowed. There was the slightest hint of his mate’s arousal tinting the air now, but Hale could only pick it out of the onslaught of candle scents because he knew it like the back of his hand. Trying to even pick up that scent only brought in more of the irritating candles and Hale’s nose prickled with more of that itch. “Hehh-! Ugh c’mon…”

While one of his hands came up to rub roughly at his nose, Hale spotted Jessie finally unfreezing himself to start browsing the candles again. That bastard… he thought to himself with a grin. Suddenly, Jessie was turning to offer him a candle to smell. “Here. I tried this one earlier, but I didn’t think it smelled like anything. It’s called Summer Nights or something?” Ever so slightly, Jessie twisted the candle to check the label and nodded in confirmation. “Yep. So, what does a Summer Night smell like, babe?” He jokes with a grin, holding the candle out to Hale.

Obligingly, Hale leaned forward to give the candle a cautious sniff. To his surprise, he found he rather liked it. “Huh… actually, can we get this one? It’s subtle. There’s an almost mossy smell to it too.” He hums and offers it back to Jessie who does sniff it once more before shrugging.

“Sure, let’s get it.” Jessie agreed with a soft smile. “Especially if it’s one we can actually use for its intended purpose.” He teased, already going back to looking for more candles. Meanwhile, Hale was busy rubbing at his quickly reddening nostrils as his nose itched worse. It felt like every breath was torture, making his nose scrunch and his breath waver.

Finally, the blonde bent at the waist as he pitched forward with sneezes he tried to stifle as he pinched his nose hastily with his fingers. “HeIXT’sh! Hhih… Jessiih- IX’t! Hext’shh! Ugh, my bad.” He mumbled, realizing there were a few pairs of eyes on them now with his sneezing. “Jes, I think we have e-enough candles. Can we pay and go?” he asked hopefully, eyeing the bundle of candles in his mate’s arms.

Jessie, at least, had the sense to look playfully guilty as he replied, “Can’t we stay a liiittle longer, please?” But even as he said it, Jessie was leading them toward the registers to pay.

. . .

Soon they were stepping back into their “musty” cabin and Jessie was clinging tight to his bag of candles with a bright smile. Hale pawed at his still itchy and red nose, “Happy, puppy?” he asked in amusement.

“Thrilled,” Jessie replied and leaned over to kiss Hale’s lips while they were busy getting their shoes off at the door.

Hale took significantly longer due to unlacing his boots and by the time he met Jessie in the kitchen, there was already a candle lit and waiting. Just one lit candle wasn’t going to hit him fast, so Hale leaned in to carefully give it a sniff. The buzzing sprung up quickly after that and made his sinuses feel like there were tiny feathers crawling through his nose. He straightened up while gasping, “Ihh… Jes, gonna- gonna s-snehhXt’Shhuh!”

His warning almost hadn’t given Jessie enough time to come press in close, holding both of Hale’s hands in his own as his mate’s head jerked forwards with a sneeze. Jessie intertwined their fingers and pressed a soft kiss to Hale’s lips. “Bless you, fuck… tell me why we never thought to do this before?”

“Because… ihhxT’Shiew! Huh, because someone never told me about h-hihh…” Hale hitched and paused mid-sentence to rub at his nose with his wrist, grimacing a little when he realized it was running slightly. “About his kink until we’d been together a while.” A wet little sniffle escaped him before the tickle flared, making his eyes flutter before he pitched forward toward Jessie’s chest. “HiiXT’SHH! Ext’SHiew! Ugh, fucking hell…”

When Hale’s eyes opened, he found Jessie staring at him like he’d somehow hung the moon and painted the stars. “What?” He asked, sounding amused and just a little stuffy as he gave another small sniff.

It seemed to take Jessie a moment to shake himself from his revelry, closing his mouth that hung ever so slightly open. “Sorry, just- you don’t even know how damn beautiful you are doin’ that.” He was so lost in his own thought that some of that Texas drawl slipped out like it often did when he wasn’t thinking about it. It always made Hale smile.

Hale leaned in to press their lips together without another moment’s hesitation, feeling the slight dampness of his nose brushing against Jessie’s own as they kissed. The itch from the candle was, in fact, relentless, however, and after just a few moments of kissing Hale had to pull back as his breath hitched. “Jeeeh-! Jes gonna… s-sneeze… where-?”

Every breath felt like it might tip him over the edge and send him into a volatile fit at this point, the itch growing maddening now as the candle burned longer and he steeped in its scent. Luckily all of the years playing nice with the old authoritative bastards in his father’s board rooms back in Alaska had taught him a thing or two about holding back. His tongue pressed to the roof of his mouth to try and suppress the urge. Jessie’s hands moved away from his own to pull him in close, just holding him. The way their bodies pressed together let Jessie feel every shuddering breath he sucked in, and Hale could distinctly feel his mate pressing up against his hip. He knew exactly what that meant.

It made his own body warm with arousal knowing he could do that to Jessie so unintentionally. “Against my neck?” Jessie’s voice came out soft, sounding hesitantly hopeful in a way and Hale’s own stomach flipped.

Hale nodded, nuzzling his face right against the Texan’s neck so his running nose trailed briefly against his jugular before his nostrils flared. “Caaahn’t- hEXt’Shh! Oh shit- Heh’txssHUH! Het’shhIEW! EISHiue! Ihh… Ixxt’shhuh! Fuck b’me…” A hint of congestion made itself known after the fit that shook his large frame against his mate, squeezing him gently with every sneeze.

“Yes, please,” Jessie said with a breathless laugh, trailing his fingers gently through Hale’s long, dirty blonde hair. “You can’t just say shit like that after sneezing on me, asshole. I’m gonna cum in my pants.”

A sniff and then a soft laugh escaped Hale as he was playfully scolded by his mate. “Well, that’d be a waste… I’d rather you cum on my tongue.” He murmured, gently rubbing his nose just behind Jessie’s ear before nipping his lobe softly. “E-especially… ihh fuck- hang on…” The tickle was prickling back to life and Hale scrunched his nose, glancing at the candle. Barely even a dent in the wax. Oh, he really was in for it.

Jessie seemed to almost squirm in the moment of anticipation as Hale’s breath stuttered, caught as he brought a hand up to rub at his nose. “Ugh, nope. Sorry, not yet.” He apologized to the brunette and kissed him softly on the lips while leaning back a little. “Get on the counter.” He ordered, patting the granite behind Jessie.

A surprised laugh came tumbling out of Jessie before he pushed himself to sit on the counter. Hale spread the other’s knees, a hand placed gently on each one, so he could fit his hips between Jessie’s thighs. “See? Much better.” He hummed and leaned in to start kissing over his mate’s jaw which then trailed down his neck that let Hale nuzzle his twitching nose against him. “I think it’s about time we really explore this kink of y-yours… hih-! Oh… Hih’xt’sHH! Ugh.”

The sneeze had his head snapping down to practically bump the tip of his nose right against the hollow between Jessie’s collarbones and his mate moaned softly. “Yes, fuck, please…”

That earned Jessie a chuckle and soft sniffle from Hale who was gently running his hands lovingly over his thighs now. “Well since you said please…” He teased and his fingers moved to work at Jessie’s button and fly while he kissed him again. One hand slid eagerly down into Jessie’s jeans, parting the front opening of his boxers to brush his fingers against the drenched folds. “Fuck, puppy… you’re soaked.” He breathed out, looking up to check Jessie’s expression.

A soft little moan slipped out of Jessie who tried to press against Hale’s exploring fingers only to jump when the blonde suddenly flicked his middle finger upward to lightly brush his obvious clit. “Mh-! Told you I have a… y’know, thing for sneezing.” And it was like Jessie couldn’t sit still after that, especially not when Hale sniffled before speaking next.

“Clearly,” he teased in response, red nostrils flaring a little as the itch prickled its way back in again. “Ngh… hehh…” This time he didn’t hold back the little hitches of breath as his digits circled Jessie’s clit, practically feeling him throb with arousal. “W-Which hih-! Ugh, snff which candle did you l-light?” He asked softly, pushing up Jessie’s shirt a little with his opposite hand.

From what Hale could see through squinted, watery eyes, Jessie was struggling to focus and answer him while so enraptured by the pleasure. “U-Um… Morning Blossoms, I think. Oh-” A moan slipped from Jessie as Hale suddenly trailed his fingers to stroke over his clit instead now.

“Smells nice. You should burn i-iihh it more.” Hale teased, nostrils suddenly flaring, and eyes fluttering closed as his head snapped forward to mist Jessie’s hips and stomach with a sneeze this time. All the while he dutifully kept stroking his clit in slow, gentle motions which made Jessie buck his hips and moan when the sneezes came tumbling from Hale.

“Heeh’txSHH! Ext’SHHiew! HehXT’shhuh! “ Something like a relieved little groan slipped out of Hale when he finally rid himself of the maddening sensation for a bit. “Jeez…” Then he was smirking as Jessie was still moving his hips against his fingers. “You like that, puppy? You know I meant it when I said I wanted you cumming on my tongue…” His voice was practically a purr now as he spoke to Jessie. “Would you like that?”

Instantly, Jessie was nodding as he looked down at Hale while his hands clenched at his sides. “Yes please, oh my gods… I want that.” He rambled out and Hale smiled softly at him, pulling his hand out of his pants to tug them down instead.

Once Jessie had his jeans and boxers around one ankle, Hale pulled him to the edge of the counter and dropped to his knees. Before he could go much further, his nose had other ideas and his eyes fluttered slightly. “H-haang…. Ixtt’SHH! HeXT’SHH! ET’SHH!” The itchy triple came out so fast that Hale barely had time to decide where he was aiming. The gasping moan that left Jessie told him his indecision had been just fine given he’d ended up jerking to the side to sneeze against the other’s thigh.

“Good boy,” Hale hummed, moving Jessie’s thighs onto his shoulders before he licked from the bottom of his folds all the way to his clit. The familiar taste hit him, and Hale wrapped his arms eagerly around Jessie, holding onto him and squeezing his ass playfully. Quickly, Hale focused his attention on Jessie’s clit, circling and sucking softly at the sensitive nub of nerves.

It lasted maybe a minute tops before he had to switch to trailing his tongue along Jessie’s folds because his nose was buzzing again. “Hihh… Fuck-” Soft, hitchy breaths puffed out against warm, wet folds and Jessie moaned and whimpered. A hand found its way into Hale’s hair again, fingers curling to grip. “I-Itches sorrehh- exxTSHiew!” The single sneeze had Hale pressing forwards, his nose brushing right up against Jessie’s clit.

“Oh my fuck, don’t you apologize for any of this.” Jessie half whined; half moaned as he twitched his hips up towards Hale’s face. “Please…”

Hale flicked his tongue over Jessie’s clit directly instead, lavishing the sensitive nub in attention now. He was done dancing around, he wanted to taste Jessie. The directness earned him a surprised moan and Hale’s own eyes fluttered closed as he felt his sinuses buzzing. Just as Jessie was starting to squeeze his head with his thighs, Hale’s nostrils flared, and he pulled back ever so slightly to let out a desperate sounding triple. “HehEXT’shh! HIShhiew! N’gHt’shhue! Huh…”

A breathless little pant came out of him as Hale took a second to catch his breath before he dove right back in to resume his affections. Something like a strangled little moan escaped Jessie and his thighs were soon closing in on Hale’s head again. “Hale, gonna-!” And it was barely a few seconds after that when Jessie was twitching his hips up against Hale’s tongue and face. “Fuck!” He could feel the other’s muscles tensing and relaxing as he finally slumped into a post-orgasmic haze.

Slowly, Hale eased off him and placed gentle kisses along Jessie’s lower belly trailing up to his hips. He was still holding Jessie upright, making sure he didn’t fall off the edge of the counter as he got up off the ground. There was a dull ache in his knees, but he’d kneel there longer than a saint in a church if Jessie asked him to. “Feeling good?” He murmured softly, hooking a finger underneath Jessie’s chin to look at him. Checking in on him.

There was a hazy look in Jessie’s eyes, but a smile on his face. “So fucking good.” He practically giggled and nodded, leaning in to kiss Hale. “Was that a warm-up or are you good?” The brunette asked, glancing down towards Hale’s own jeans while scooting back a little on the counter.

Hale glanced down at himself and the slight bulge to the front of his jeans. They were a little tight but given the sneezing and Jessie in front of him, he hadn’t really been paying attention to himself. “I can always h-have a cold shower if you’re done.” He says, bringing a hand up to rub at his nose while his eyes start to water. “Ngh…”

From the corner of his eye, Hale can see Jessie shudder and lean in closer. “I already have trouble keeping my hands off you when you’re not sneezing your head off, Hawthorn.” His mate practically hissed, and Hale laughed before his expression crumpled as he shuddered with a sneeze.

“HihhEXT’shhiew! Oh fuck.” Hale sniffled and his nose continued to buzz, leaving him looking for a moment like he might sneeze again before he just shook his head. “Ugh, nothing. Never mind. Sorry. Just tickly. Snff!” He then leaned forward to scoop Jessie up, picking him up off the counter with ease, to carry him to their large leather couch.

Along the way, Jessie had kicked his jeans and boxers off his leg and was now just in his t-shirt and socks. “I’m feeling very left out being the only one just Winnie the Pooh-ing it right now.” He teased and kissed Hale’s cheek before he was set down on the couch.

“I’m working on it, hang on.” Hale replied with a chuckle, reaching back to pull off his own shirt in one swift movement. In response, Jessie wolf-whistled. As Hale was undoing his belt and shoving off his pants, a soft breath left him when the pressure was finally off his half-formed erection. “C’mere brat,” he teased the other before diving in to attack him with kisses all over his neck, nipping softly.

The scent of the candle was still strong as ever given their cabin wasn’t exactly very large. Hale could feel it still prickling at his sinuses as he pressed up against Jessie. “Tickles…” he warned him softly, scrunching his nose ever so slightly as if that might alleviate the sensation.

A little groan came from Jessie and the brunette reached a hand to trace the straight bridge of Hale’s nose from near the brow bone to the very tip of his nose. As his fingertip reached the tip of his nose, Hale scrunched his nose when it tickled, but it didn’t push him over the edge. “Snff! Good try, puppy. Not that sensitive, but- mehh… hihh… ohh…”

“You sure?” Jessie replied playfully and Hale felt a nudge to his hip. “Swap positions with me? I want to ride you instead while you just focus on that nose of yours.” He said, biting his lip ever so slightly as he apparently waited for Hale’s decision. Only Hale was rather distracted.

The buzzing itch had flared to an absolutely undeniable urge and Hale was left slack-jawed and hitching. “Hihh… Heh-! Ihih?... IHXt’shh! Het’SHHiew! Eishhhue! Huh fuck…” The tickle was still present, but less so right after a sneeze. “Sounds good to me, puppy.” He moved to lay on the couch and let Jessie straddle him instead, feeling his heart skip a beat at the sight.

If anything, Jessie looked even more excited than he felt. His mate’s pupils were wide, and lust blown and the smile on his face was infectious. “I haven’t said bless you nearly enough this whole time…” he breathes out while reaching towards Hale’s cock. “I’ve been in total shock…” Warm fingers wrap around his length and give a slow stroke to start, making Hale give a short gasp as he quickly began to harden the rest of the way.

Soon Jessie was rolling his hips against Hale’s leg while stroking his cock with his hand. “Jes… fuck please…” He lifted his hips this time, feeling that needy ache thrum through him. Above him, he spotted Jessie smiling before moving to get into a better position straddling him, holding his cock before sliding down on it with ease from his earlier orgasm.

The slick, warm heat that enveloped his cock made Hale toss his head back with a groan. “Oh fhuh…” But even Jessie couldn’t distract his nose from the irritant in the air and Hale rested one hand on his mate’s thigh while the other rubbed fruitlessly at his nose. “Ihhih…” For now, Jessie was just adjusting, getting comfortable taking him as he usually did, but Hale also suspected he was enjoying the show. “Hixxt’SHHuh! Ngh- HenxT’Shhiew! Oh, fuck me… I- heit’sHHuh! Ept’sHHue! HuRSHuh! “

For every sneeze, Hale swore he could feel Jessie’s muscles tighten around his cock ever so slightly. “Sir, yes, sir…” He joked in reply to Hale’s statement between sneezes. Jessie slowly began to move his hips, grinding them slowly as he stayed on Hale’s cock for a bit. Then he began to pick up the pace after a little longer, moving faster and with more determination.

More moans slipped from them both as Hale reached for Jessie to pull him in and down, wanting to kiss him. Their mouths met in an eager clash, and it quickly became more heated and excited than Hale was expecting. He rolled his hips up to meet Jessie’s thrusts down and both moaned at varying pitches. It wouldn’t take much at all for him to cum at this rate, not with how Jessie was riding him harder and faster now. As if the other was also growing closer and seeking his own second release.

One of Hale’s hands moved off Jessie’s thighs to instead brush his fingers over his clit, stroking over it gently as his mate rode him. He felt Jessie squeeze him and he moaned softly, continuing to rub his clit as the other bounced. Only when a sneeze snuck up on him out of nowhere did he falter.

“HeN’tshue! Huh-” Hale gasped out after it, spraying down towards his chest and Jessie’s stomach. The brunette moaned softly, rocking on his cock a moment and Hale felt Jessie’s walls fluttering around him suddenly. “Oh fuck, puppy, cumming on my cock aren’t you?” He asked Jessie with a grin, giving a little twitch of his hips as his own pleasure became too overwhelming to ignore.

All at once, Hale clung to Jessie as he spilled inside him with soft little stuffy pants and low moans. “Fuck… oh Jes…” He felt a little playful tug on his hair that had him moaning pleasantly and giving a little twitch of his hips up into his mate. “Mmf- puppy…” The little aftershocks and trickling waves of pleasure were slowly subsiding as he blinked up at his mate who now smiled down at him.

“Bless you,” Jessie said softly, relaxing his grip on his hair as he said it. For the briefest moment, Hale felt confusion trickling in before the itch he hadn’t even been paying attention to by now suddenly flared with a vengeance.

A gut-wrenching sneeze had Hale turning to try to hide against the couch cushions instinctively. “Hiih’DTSHHuh! Ugh fuck, sorry.” Some spray still misted across Jessie’s bare thigh and made the other man shiver delightedly.

Warm hands roamed over his chest and Hale made a happy little humming sound that vibrated pleasantly within him. “I keep tellin’ you that you don’t have to apologize for any of this, y’know?” He murmured and Jessie trails some kisses lovingly up over his chest now, making the blonde relish in the soft and gentle affections.

“How do you even know I’m gonna sneeze before I do sometimes?” Hale asked with a sniffle and a pout just for dramatic effect.

Meanwhile, Jessie was moving off of him to instead get settled laying down on his chest. “Your brows sort of crease at the center. It either means you’re thinkin’ real hard about somethin’ or you’re gonna sneeze.” The happy little laugh that slipped from Jessie was quite possibly one of the most beautiful things Hale had ever heard and if his stupid, frowning pre-sneeze face got that laugh from Jessie he’d take it.

The two settled into a comfortable silence, broken only by Hale’s wet sniffles, occasional sneezes, and Jessie’s little hums in response. In the kitchen, the candle burned unhindered as the two dozed in comfort.

[thecircularlibrary]

assigning a pop girlie to each tig/tgg character (aka the ones i want to) w no explanation

(if you dont agree then thats rough buddy)

avery grambs - olivia rodrigo

jameson hawthorne - chappell roan

grayson hawthorne - madison beer

xander hawthorne - tate mcrae

nash hawthorne - taylor swift

libby grambs - charli xcx

alisa ortega - rihanna

max liu - sabrina carpenter

thea calligaris - lana del rey

bex laughlin - gracie abrams

gigi grayson - britney spears

savannah grayson - sza

lyra kane - billie eilish

rohan - ariana grande

eve - jlo

[riddles-n-games]

Rebecca's text to Xander after seeing Avery and Jameson's first kiss:

Bex: Wake up bestie, a new Hawthorne ship just dropped.

Xander: 😱 WHO? Tell me NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Bex: The green-eyed one.

Xander: Nash owes me at least a thousand rn. Be right back. Tell Thea she also owes me.

The Feminist: ....

The Feminist: ....

Behind the screen, in real time Thea: Sh*t. UNCLE CONSTANTINE!

[jameson-hawthorne]

the jameson hawthorne at your service....

@the-hawthorne-heiress -> avery. my mystery girl and heiress <3

@xanderlovesscones -> xander. my partner in crime(s mostly against gray) fair warning though - he doesn't share his scones

@therealgraysonhawthorne -> gray. my very overly serious brother who needs to loosen up once in a while. btw im better than him - don't let his words fool you

@the-eldest-yehawthorne -> nash. has an obsession with cowboy hats also in love with libby

@gothic-cupcakemaster -> libby. heiress's sister (she makes the best cupcakes i swear)

@lyracattalinakane -> lyra? phone girl? grays got a weird obsession with her and im loving it. its so good to see someone put grayson's knickers in a twist.

@motherfaxingmax -> max. heiress's bestie.

@omg1g1 -> gigi. grays sister i have a secret stash of coffee for her around here somewhere @savannah-graysonx -> sav. (i don't think she likes it when i call her that.) grays other sister. (half if you wanna be technical.)

@theonlyskyehawthorne -> my mother.

@nan-hawthorne -> nan. she's very good at whacking people.

@zarahawthorne-calligaris -> my aunt. she's pretty cool (don't get on her bad side.)

@theaaacalligaris -> thea. bex's girl. really sweet.......

@evelaughlin -> eve. ew get tf away from me.

@mattias-slater -> eve's body guard but i see him look at gigi more times than he lets on...

@its-bradydaniels -> i dont trust you-

@nan-hawthorne -> nan hawthorne

@knoxlandry -> should still be in the game

@rohan-his-lordships-successor -> fucker.

[hearthown]

I honestly feel so sorry for Rebecca. The "Emily situation" is one problem but I'm mostly talking about the way her own mother treats her. I'm not sure if Mallory Laughlin is just a messed up person in general (what with Toby getting taken away from her when he was a baby, Will Blake being a faker and a jerk, Emily's death and everything falling apart) - like ok, that's understandable but that doesn't really give her an excuse to treat Bex like dirt.

Bex is still her daughter, the one who took care of her and tried so hard to be a good daughter after Emily's death. The one who stood by her and did exactly as she told her to. Grayson and Jameson were heavily affected by Emily's death but I think it's fair to say that Rebecca was equally affected.

When Eve appeared on their doorstep, Mallory just pushed her daughter away and disregarded her like she was nothing. She called Eve her daughter when her real daughter was standing right next to her. She said that the world couldn't take anything else that mattered away from her when Bex was standing there, right there. She kicked Bex away to Hawthorne House when she offered to stay with her at Wayback Cottage because "she liked the Hawthornes so much". I'm sorry lady, but in her times of need, I'm pretty sure only Xander was there for her.

I may not agree with the stuff Rebecca did or didn't do but I really don't think she deserved to be treated the way she did.

[caius-hhhhhh]

@ectochoir need you to know that Leon affected both my and @nyxistyxi’s brain chemistry. so we made our own hellsonas.

Nyx’s is Bex, they/them They’re, lovingly, based off a leech, so they have a mouth full of serrated sand-worm teeth. I gave them fnaf-based sun and moon earrings and Dahlia Hawthorne’s scarf. The scars are from fighting too much with other demons

mine is Chanterel, it/its I really like acid and drippy liquids and was trying to figure out how I could turn that into a poetic demon form and then Nyx wondered if I died by eating a misidentified mushroom. In my heart I’m like “ah, the christians would condemn me for the hedonism and sexuality” but more likely they’d get my Pagan ass for divination. I’m not even good at it My inspiration started from ghastly’s gen 1 sprite but in the end I seem to have landed on spiritomb. either case. what pokémon type is your hellsona, mine’s ghost/poison

rough sketches, for funsies <33

translations of my florid-ass handwriting in the alt

[artstatues]

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

WHO I WRITE FOR::

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬

─ ships : averyjameson, grayson x lyra, nashlibby, bex x thea, xandermax. ─ x reader : jameson hawthorne, grayson hawthorne, xander hawthorne, nash hawthorne.

𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞

─ ships : warnette, kenji x nazeera. ─ x reader : aaron warner, kenji kishimoto.

𝐬𝐥𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬

─ x reader : theodore nott, draco malfoy, tom riddle, mattheo riddle, blaise zabini, regulus black, pansy parkinson, lorenzo berkshire.

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐬

─ ships : dean redding x cassie hobbes, michael townsend x lia zhang. ─ x reader : dean redding, michael townsend.

𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬

─ ships - paekai, autumn x finny, ravi x pip ─ x reader - kai azer, cyrus of nara, ravi singh, finny smith, henry winter.

ps:: if you do have any characters you'd like me to write for, shoot! it's 100% okay and i'll try my best to write them, but i will decline if i do not know the character.

[amortentiaforenemies]

hello! do you have dramione fic recommendations? just your all-time faves and/or stuff you're currently reading

Hi!! Ofc i can tell you some of my absolutely fave fics (in this case ffs in english :D)

Some of them that i remember rn are:

-- Isolation by Bex-chan (FFnet) -- Graveyard Valentine by Bex-chan (FFnet) -- The Deadline by Lena Phoria (FFnet </3) -- A Pound of Flesh by Pennilyn Novus (Hawthorn & Vine </3) -- A Wonderful Caricature of Intimacy by Countess of Abe (FFnet) -- Eros & Psyche by RZZMG (FFnet) -- His Beautiful, Haunting Eyes by thecellarfloor (FFnet) -- Her Sweet, Decadent Smile by thecellarfloor (FFnet) -- We Learned the Sea by luckei1 (FFnet) -- Tear You Apart by Kyra4 (FFnet) -- Squirm by MrBenzedrine89 (AO3) -- Presque Toujours Pur by ShayaLonnie (AO3) -- The Muddy Princess by Colubrina (AO3) -- Lady of the Lake by Colubrina (AO3) -- Hot for teacher by Motherofbulls (AO3) -- Big and stupid by monsterleadmehome (AO3) -- Hysteria by lady_of_clunn (AO3) -- The devil's trill by Pia_Bartolini (AO3)

Tbh i'm not reading dhr fics currently but i have many of it bookmarked so i hope i catched up soon ;D

[westwingsolo]

sign,sender walks into a sign and receiver sees.

Alex was heading into the library, a stack of books in hand to return. He was also hoping that Bex would be around so he could both ask him if he had some books for one of his research papers, but was also wanted to see if the librarian wanted to hang out this weekend. He placed books on the desk, and glanced around looking for Bex.

He brightened when he saw the other man trying to balance a stack of books that were almost taller than him. Alex waved, but realized that Bex couldn't see him, couldn't see anything really.

"Hey Bex?"

It was slow motion after that. The librarian jumped at the sound of his voice and misstep, stepping right on a Caution: Wet Floor sign. Alex could only stand back and watch with wide eyes as the other man slipped backwards like a cartoon on a banana peel, and fall back on the floor, the books falling around him.

"Holy shit... are you ok?"

[westwingsolo]

Alex frowned, but nodded. It still must have been hard for Bex to have his mother right there in front of him but be pushed away. Sure, his mom is the President of the United States, but she's still his mom, and she tried her damnest to make time for him when he needed it. He didn't know what he would do if he didn't have his mom, his dad, June, Nora, even Leo.

"No trust me... my problems are petty. And honestly, I'm probably thinking about this too much.. and I just need to get out of my own head..." Alex tried not to forget how privileged he was, and how lucky he was, but what he was mulling over, what happened over New Years, was much more than he could deal with at the moment.

"Oh, she's not wasting away," Bex promised, raising up one of his crossed hands as if to soothe Alex. "I promise. She's well fed, she's active, she talks, she plays board games, she likes horror movies and can theorize about them, she expresses how pissed off she is. But she doesn't see me as hers. Since every doctor tells her I am, since I've always seen her as my mother, well, that makes her crazy. I wasn't trying to be pity me. I was trying to say, yes. I do get it.

"I always expected my mom to be loving, kind. All the disney TV show moms out there, all the sitcoms and the movies. But I got older. I saw a vicious side to her. And I understand why she's vicious. That doesn't change what I thought she'd be. Though... I suppose once I say it out loud... it probably doesn't sound like I'm empathizing with you. I'm trying to."

He smiled. "There's nothing fake about your existence. You live in the real world, Alex. So your problems are very much real-world problems."

[xo-zozo]

can I request more hawthorne headcannons pls x

yes ofc!! i only have one hc request left to post so you guys can start sending me more if you have any ideas

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grayson is the one who does the photography at everyone's wedding's

sometimes when avery goes away for work she has to call home and make sure that jameson hasn't already gotten drunk

other than emily and avery jameson didn't actually have that many crushes in school

avery has a nice singing voice

not only are jameson's eyes really green but i think that they would also be really big

grayson has never actually gotten into a car accident but i can not say the same for jameson

thea and bex both really like sour candy

the decor in hawthorne house a christmas is always super over the top because avery like christmas a lot

during halloween avery allows the gates to be opened and they get a bunch of trick or treaters

jameson (and a lot of other people in the fam) repost edits of himself (or avery-)

at some point max posted her ranking of the hawthorne brothers and everyone thought it was hilarious

sometimes they all go to walmart or walgreens and run around until they get spotted by someone who recognizes them

jameson is supposed to have bodyguards and security but he always ends up ditching them and making/convincing avery to ditch her's too

sometimes jameson and xander get grayson to actually relax for a night and they go to a bar or something together

the girls always ditch the boys like once a month to go to a nice dinner once they notice they need to actually take breaks

everyone tries to teach libby and max how to play chess but they don't get it half of the time or they think it's boring

grayson actually kinda wants kids becuase he likes them most of the time but he's terrified to admit it because he thinks he's never gonna find love

and then he finally tells nash and he hypes him up (#1 hype brother fr)

avery is always overworking herself so everyone has to watch out for when she starts doing that so that they can remind her to

jameson's whole camera roll is just pictures of avery (that he's probably gonna post) and photos of himself because he knows he's pretty or smth

nash and grayson actually really like the beach and as soon as nash was eighteen they took a trip to florida together without telling jameson and xander

when they got back they were absolutely COOKED because obviously they wanted to go with them

max always makes sure that avery tells her every detail of her life while she's in college because max is used to the fact that something new happens everyday

max and xander are the masters of late night fast food runs (me too tho)

their favorite places are wendys, mcdonalds and taco bell

that's it!! love you guys <33

[fuckin-sick-bih]

not to be a slut or anything but UGH i am in such the mood to write about my OC Hale stuck with a wretched cold in the most insufferable town meeting he can't get out of

i will be going feral about this under the cut

can't focus on anything with how badly he needs to sneeze, and can't leave because that's not very Future Head Alpha Of The Town of him. PLUS his dad Morgan, the notorious asshole running the town, is watching like a hawk from across the table while also keeping the meeting running through every sniffle, stifled sneeze, and uncomfortable shuffle/shiver from Hale.

poor thing is just so stuffed up, can barely breathe so he does his best to breathe quietly through his mouth only it just makes his lips chapped and hurt. every stifled sneeze sounds horribly congested now. pinched off and squelching when he pinches his nose to try and keep them contained.

he just can't do it without using a hand anymore. usually he's great at stifling, could do it all day long, but now he can only just barely hold back the messy, coldish sneezes that threaten to tear through him.

he's exhausted from all these food rationing meetings and it's only just the start of winter. when he pauses to rub at his temples or his eyes, maybe even at his sinuses a little, he can feel Morgan's eyes boring holes into him. glaring him down. so he slumps as much into his seat as he's allowed and powers through.

when it's all finally over and he stumbles home into his drafty, musty little apartment to curl up on the couch he drops right to sleep.

i'm torn between hurt-no-comfort or hurt-then-comfort

[gardens-of-may]

ENTRY TWO - chap. 15 to 45

spoilers ahead

i feel bad for gray

i hate skye

“If you had a baby…,” I said.

“When I have a baby,” came the deep, heart-shattering reply, “she’ll be my whole world.”

“She?” I repeated.

Nash settled back into his seat. “I can picture Lib with a little girl.”

i’m gonna cry 

that’s so cute

bex!

i don’t like eve

i always liked thea tho

UGH

i love xander he’s so fun

gives me leo vibes too

love how you’re concerned for the shitheads 🥰

HUH

NAN KILLED HER HUSBAND??

WHEN WAS THAT???

what did you do jamie?

MY GODS I LOVE THEM

they’re amazing 

anyway gray is fucking himself up by dealing with that bitch 

wine cellar wine cellar what is this wine cellar 

evelyn shane hm?

WERE GETTING SOMEWHERE!!!

xander and max??

A FUCKING BOOK BOQUET???

marry him 

right now

i think that eve is a lying backstabbing bitch (or she will be) but gray thinks she’s good

no

“everything hurts”

i’m crying, real tears 

I HATE YOU GRAYSON DAVENPORT HAWTHORNE

jk!

DONT LET HER

SHES PLANNING SOMETHING FOR I CAN FEEL IT

when you talk, you breathe 🤯

i love thea

HAHAHAHHAH

evie? YOURE SCREWED

luke 🤗

hola!

NO

SHIT STOP OH NO

THAT BITCH 

OF COURSE SHE GIT CAOUGHT SHE MUST BE WORKIGN AGAISNAY THEM

oh my gosh 

SHES A SMART COOKIE

hm

gray is fucked 😅

what happened?

did you find his dad?

THE LEO VIBES ARE STRONG WITH THIS ONE

liar liar pants on fire

this- SHES SO OBVIOUSLY LYING

why does gray think he’s above emotions?

pool, chess, picture, name, date, place

and a whole thing

end of chap. 44