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ich bin ein normaler bürger holt mich hier raus. in fünf monaten müssen wir wählen und die optionen dabei sind: quasi-fraktion linke, "chancellor era" habeck, "...doof" scholz, "ihr seid alle scheiße" lindner und "konservativer als die kirche" merz. wollt ihr mich eigentlich alle ficken?!
#so ein unseriöses land. ihr habt sie doch nicht mehr alle#ich bin ja sonst eingeschweißter linke wähler aber a) verliere die hoffnung dass die es noch über die 5% hürde schaffen#b) man will ja auch eine regierungsfähige partei wählen#(für die linke wäre das ja nur opposition)#aber für wen soll ich denn wählen. trantüte scholz? bisschen zu konservativ in richtung migrationspolitik aber irgendwie okay.#'CHANCELLOR ERA' habeck (ich schreie) wer denkt er wer er ist. massiv cringe man (aber partei schon wählbar relativ kompromissbereit)#war passiert hier#holy shit#deutsch#deutsches zeug#german stuff#politik#about current events#tigs talks#tigs tags
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Happy Friday eve everyone!
Dm me and maybe you'll get a treat 🥰
#cute#thirst tag#thirsty thursday#thirst trap#latina#big tiddy gf#dm me#mommy milkers#single#sexy#thicc babe#dms open#tig ol bitties
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HATE IS A STRONG WORD ⤵ ROHAN X JAMESON HAWTHORNE
ABOUT: 1766 words
STORY: chapters 40-42 of the brothers hawthorne but... different
WARNINGS: none that i can think of
A/N: forgive me 😔🙏 also im getting really uncreative with the titles and just using quotes from the fic my bad guys
“You’re an idiot, you know that?” Avery scolded Jameson as they walked. She was holding him up on one side, her arm around his waist, while Zella had him from the other. The latter had made it very clear that she did not want to be there.
He only shrugged, which made his whole body hurt.
She rolled her eyes. “You shouldn’t have raised your hand to fight.”
“But it worked,” Jameson insisted. “The Proprietor, I got his attention. He watched me, and he told Rohan to stay down. Which means-”
“He let you win,” Avery finished for him, her eyes widening. “Which-”
“Gives me a better chance at an entrance to the game, I know.”
“Do you guys always do this whole finishing each other's sentences thing? It’s weird,” Zella interjected.
Jameson grinned. “What can I say? Great minds think alike.”
“And this mind says no more fighting strangers in foreign countries,” Avery said firmly.
He didn’t argue back. His mind was half fuzzy anyway. Everything hurt everywhere- there was blood dripping from his temple, bruises littering his entire form. His nose was also bleeding, and he was certain that he’d broken at least three of his ribs.
But Jameson tried not to let his mind linger on the pain for too long. He focused on staying upright, feeling grateful that he had the two people keeping him that way. He wanted to do more- he needed to get into the game. And today was the last chance he had.
For now, though, he let them walk him up to an area curtained off, in the Lust section of the Devil’s Mercy.
He laid down on one of the grand beds, back against the pillows, and took a deep breath. Which, of course, hurt his ribs.
“We need to clean you up,” Zella began, surprising him. He didn’t think she cared enough. “The Proprietor wouldn’t appreciate you leaving a trail of blood across the Mercy.”
Jameson closed his eyes and let her and Avery do what they had to do. Antiseptics were used, bandages were applied, and each time someone's hand brushed against his injuries, he tried not to flinch.
It hurt.
But soon enough, they were finished. He didn’t open his eyes. Avery propped herself next to him, taking his hand in hers.
“You’re the most reckless Hawthorne,” she told him gently.
“Have you met-”
“I’ve met all your brothers, Jamie. Rest assured, you are the most reckless.”
Jameson didn’t argue, and squeezed her hand. Avery moved forward, sitting closer to him on the bed, but still careful of his injuries.
Their moment was interrupted.
“Avery,” Zella blurted impatiently. “May we speak?”
Jameson’s eyes snapped open and he frowned. “What do you need to talk to her about?” But she didn’t look at him. The two women held eye contact for a few moments and Jameson struggled to tell if they were having a silent conversation with their facial expressions or if they were just staring.
But then Avery stood up.
“Heiress…” he practically pouted.
“You’re fine. Just don’t get into any more fights while I’m gone, yeah?”
She gave him a look that promised she would tell him every detail of their conversation, and squeezed his hand one more time before walking out. Zella, of course, also had to give him one final side eye.
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The room was silent and cold. To him it felt like it had been hours since Avery left, but Jameson knew it really could have only been fifteen minutes. But what was there even to talk about?
He closed his eyes again and tried not to focus on the injuries. He was alone now, no one to distract him from his thoughts and the pain that assaulted him with every breath.
“You’re bleeding on the sheets.”
Jameson opened his eyes, but fell back when he saw who it was.
Rohan was standing at the entrance, having pushed aside the curtain and staring at him with a certain look in his eye that Jameson didn’t like. He wasn’t shirtless anymore- an observation that surprised him. Instead, he was back in a suit.
He didn’t even look like he’d just been in a fight. Any injuries were well concealed.
Jameson suddenly felt self-conscious about the fact that he was sitting there on the bed alone, his face probably half swollen, and a poorly applied bandage being the only thing covering his top half. But he forced himself to look back at Rohan.
“And you care why?”
“I don’t,” Rohan said. He stepped forward, the curtain falling closed behind him. “But you’re making a bloody mess and I quite enjoy being on the Proprietor’s good side.”
He raised an eyebrow. “What does that have to do with me?”
Rohan eyed the bandages. “I’m the one who injured you. It’s my responsibility to… undo that damage.”
“Aw, how gentlemanly.”
“Shut it.”
He walked to the side of the bed, his eyes never leaving Jameson’s. There was something in his expression, something hidden under the layers of indifference. A look of concern, and some other unidentifiable tension that had been between them since the fight.
“You shouldn't have won,” said Rohan. “You’re in no condition to be in the game.”
Jameson scoffed, though it hurt his chest. “Yet you allowed me the victory.”
“I didn’t want to,” Rohan sighed. “But some things are worth sacrificing.”
“Like your dignity?”
“It’s getting really difficult to want to help you, Hawthorne.”
“I don’t need your help.”
Rohan shook his head as his eyes scanned Jameson’s battered body. Some bruises were his doing, while others were the fight he’d won before. Either way, it was clear that whatever first aid was applied earlier was not enough. And Rohan needed to clean any mess, cover his tracks.
That’s the only reason he was there, of course.
“The pool of blood you’re sitting in says otherwise,” Rohan noted. Jameson rolled his eyes.
“If you’re so insistent on fixing me,” he told him. “Then go right ahead. Be my guest, Mr. Factorium.”
He narrowed his eyes, but instead of arguing, Rohan stepped forward. He reached into his jacket and pulled out a small case.
“Are we just carrying around first aid kits now?” Jameson laughed. “Is that normal here?”
“Does it hurt you so much to be prepared?” Rohan asked, opening it and from it taking a roll of gauze.
Rohan set it on the bedside table and turned to face Jameson. Without a word, he reached for the edge of the bandages around his abdomen and began to unwrap them. Jameson inhaled sharply.
He hadn’t expected that. He hadn’t expected to feel Rohan’s cold hands against his unusually warm skin. He hadn’t expected to uncover all the visibly painful injuries. And he most certainly hadn’t expected to let Rohan essentially rid him of covering his top half.
Nor had he expected Rohan’s eyes to linger there for just a moment too long.
“The wound wasn’t properly staunched.” The sound of his voice snapped Jameson back to the present.
He only managed a small “oh” in response.
Rohan’s hands got to work, doing who knew what. Something to stop the bleeding, but Jameson only felt the touch of his fingertips, Rohan’s skin against his own. Pain was brought back every time he put too much pressure on the injured area, but at least that helped him stay awake.
Maybe he’d lost too much blood, because this was strange. This was wrong. This was… Rohan. Rohan, who thought he was so much better than everyone else. Rohan, who spoke with that stupid accent. Rohan, who was the most insufferable person.
Rohan, who made it very clear that he hated him.
And that hatred was very mutual.
Jameson’s breath suddenly hitched as Rohan pressed a little too hard against his broken ribs. He tried not to react, but keeping his body neutral was impossible.
“Hurts, doesn’t it?” Rohan muttered, his eyes focused on wrapping him up again. “Maybe next time, you’ll think twice before throwing yourself into a fight.”
He managed a shrug. “I don’t think I’ve ever had a second thought in my life.”
“Clearly.”
Jameson opened his mouth to argue, but the words didn’t escape. Rohan’s hands had moved, now finishing wrapping the fresh gauze around his ribs, careful not to press too hard. The touch was surprisingly gentle and it stunned him more than any punch or tackle ever could.
“Why are you helping me?” He asked finally. Rohan had said it was because of the Proprietor, but he knew it had to be something more. “You hate me.”
Rohan hesitated for half a second. “Hate is a strong word.”
“Is it?” Jameson pressed, ignoring the pain as Rohan tightened the wrappings to keep them in place.
“I can’t say I hate you. I’ve barely met you. You’re simply… very hard to like.”
Jameson furrowed his brow. “Right. But you didn’t answer my question.”
“I’m doing this,” Rohan explained. “Because I don’t want to get in trouble with his lordship.”
“You say that title like he’s the most important man in the world,” Jameson remarked.
“I don’t think he’d appreciate you talking negatively towards him,” Rohan warned him.
He shrugged again, but this time it hurt. “Negative attention is better than no attention at all.”
“You’re insane.”
“I’m a Hawthorne.”
“Same difference.”
Jameson grinned despite the pain. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”
“You take that however you want,” Rohan sighed. His lips tightened into a line as he finished the bandaging. His hands hovered over it for a moment, before stepping back. “There, you’re all patched up.”
“Appreciated,” Jameson said reluctantly. Rohan nodded, recollecting the items into his strange, pocket-sized first aid kit and slipping it back into the inside pocket of his suit jacket. Jameson watched, keeping his eyes on every little movement.
He nodded and began walking out, back to the closed curtain. A small part of Jameson didn’t… didn’t want him to leave?
But before walking away, Rohan turned around.
“Hawthorne?”
“I thought we were on a first name basis, Rohan.”
He ignored that comment.
“Your nose is horribly swollen. You look like a blobfish.”
Jameson lifted an arm and very clearly flipped off the insufferable Brit. He simply flashed him a snarky smile before turning around and leaving. Jameson sighed, leaning back against the pillows again as his mind wandered, questioning what kind of interaction he’d just had.
Though he was confused by how the Factorium was acting, Jameson couldn’t help but smile.
Rohan was a puzzle, one he had every intention of solving
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#im embarrassed to tag this but oh well#jameson hawthorne#the inheritance games#the grandest game#the hawthorne legacy#the final gambit#rohan tgg#rohan tbh#tig#tgg#tig fanfic#rohan x jameson#jameson x rohan#<- man i never thought id type those tags#mightier than your sword𓂃🖋
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throwback to the time we used to say grayson and phone girl
#phone girl#haven't seen anyone use that tag in ages#lyra kane#grayson hawthorne#tgg#the grandest game#tig#the inheritance games
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ATTENTION, ALL ANIMATION LOVERS/SUPPORTERS
Our month-long Stand with Animation four-parter continues with this NEW video, covering the many Warner Bros. Animation, Cartoon Network and HBO Max animated titles that either got removed, cancelled, deleted or written-off.
Many animators' and artists' hardwork got removed from streaming and digital platforms, so let's not take their work for granted.
Be sure to check out our video, tap/click the like button, write a comment expressing your feelings about these removals, share the video with your friends and help spread the word about how you'll STAND WITH ANIMATION!!!
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#cartoon network#youtube#cartoon cartoon show#cartoon#youtube video#cartoons#animation#ok ko let's be heroes#infinity train#ok ko#close enough#summer camp island#victor and valentino#tig n seek#the fungies#release coyote vs acme#fire david zaslav#hbo max#release scoob holiday hunt#warner bros discovery#stand with animation#no contract no cartoons#equal pay for equal paint#support animation workers#tag#the animation guild
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the realisation that the concept of a canary in a coalmine is the inverse of orpheus and eurydice has hit me. there is a guide and there is a follower. there is love and there is danger. devotion leads to failed rescue. orpheus lives, but loses his love forever. the canary dies, but saves its follower. theyre the siblings of being doomed by the narrative. the same but different. anyway..
#can you tell ive been obsessively listening to crane wives?#perhaps..#orpheus and eurydice#greek mythology#tig talks#dare i tag...#canary curse#listen i've been thinking about ranchers duo a lot too#ship dynamics
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i dont think i posted this one. if i did here it is again
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avery kylie grambs how are you feeling now that you know taylor swift had snuck into your room, opened your diary, and put you in one of her songs for the world to hear
#this is has been playing in my head just this part ever since i saw like a million heartbreaking edits with this#currently reading the third book and okay…………. this series is growing on me i no longer detest it i just didn’t like the first book#and the love triangle#mostly the love triangle#the inheritance games#tig#avery grambs#nadine.mp3#reading tag
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yall emergency what are some book girls who have anxiety/give off late night thoughts vibes
#moonhalo talks books —✧#books#bookblr#bookish#book community#tagging some fandoms i'm in#keeper of the lost cities#kotlc#the inheritance games#tig#the pandava quintet#tpq#shatter me#six of crows#the lunar chronicles
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When I tell you TIG's character in Black Point is some kind of Silver in another universe
Like I can totally imagine Silver showing up in Daniel's house like this nothing would surprise me after the sauna scene
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nash hawthorne
nothing to add
#blame anna for this guys#i feel like i know these characters when i don't#give me 3 days.#almost tagged cardan#i'll read it so hard guxs#jameson hawthorne#nash hawthorne#grayson hawthorne#the brothers hawthorne#xander hawthorne#tig#the inheritance games#the hawthorne legacy
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Honestly, Rohan's card looks more like Jameson's than Jameson's does and you can't change my mind.
#the inheritance games#tig#the hawthorne legacy#the final gambit#the brothers hawthorne#the grandest game#games untold#jameson winchester hawthorne#jameson hawthorne#rohan tgg#grayson davenport hawthorne#nash hawthorne#xander hawthorne#avery kylie grambs#avery grambs#averyjameson#savannah grayson#savannah x rohan#rohan x savannah#dare i tag this rohan x jameson?#hell yeah#rohan x jameson#jameson x rohan
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Shanananana free will
#thirst tag#thirsty thursday#thirst trap#thick and juicy#thicc babe#cute#latina#big tiddy gf#mommy milkers#dm me#single#sexy#dms open#tig ol bitties
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Grayson in glasses is my roman empire
@cocomowgy
#that's it#inspired by a hc post I saw#so I tagged the inspo#HE'D BE SO CUTE YOU CAN'T LIE#grayson hawthorne#grayson davenport hawthorne#tig#the inheritance games#tfg#the final gambit#thl#the hawthorne legacy#the brothers hawthorne#tbh#a very risky gamble#avery grambs#avery kylie grambs#avery x grayson#grayson x lyra#grayson x phone girl
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i’m gonna read a bunch of sad stand-alones cause why not
please reblog with or comment recs xx
tagging mutuals (from both accounts x):
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@cherie-luvv @seewead-brian @kit4strophe @shattermelyhfmlblog @theprincessofhearts
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@mariarosemary2003 @av-a-fletcruel @xyzmeh @g-in-love @lil-luvxo
@blackdaleblr-sp @whatsamongus
+ anyone with recs
#love you all#tagging all my fandoms#tig#the infernal devices#the mortal instruments#tmi#the maze runner#tmr#tsc#the shadowhunter chronicles#tgg#the grandest game#tid#the inheritance games#tlh#the last hours#the dark artifices#tda#shatter me#the do over#better than the movies#betting on you#twisted love#twisted hate#twisted lies#twisted games#tfota#the folk of the air#the stolen heir#pjo
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hi my loves!!
so I’ll be posting some powerless and shatter me fics soon and I was wondering whether you’d still like to be tagged in those too??
don’t worry if not!! You’ll still be tagged in the inheritance games fics I’ll just make sure not to tag you in any others
(If you want to be tagged in say inheritance games and powerless but not shatter me or vise versa, also let me know!!)
@tornqdowarnings @whatsamongus @wish-i-were-heather @inmyheaddd @never-enough-novels @heartwithsimplenotes @lxvebelle @xoxo-vee @emelia07 @f4iry-bell @zaraaaabear @thoughtdaughter3 @benny1989fredd @elysianwayy77
thank you 🤍🤍
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