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Lyra meeting Grayson and the hawthornes for the first time (fic request my mind came up with when I saw ur post)
OKAY 🫶🫶🫶 (and im just gonna assume they all meet for the first time at the masquerade party, which in the fic takes place after all the contestants were chosen)
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I walked over to Jameson, Nash, Xander, Avery, Thea, Rebecca, and the other contestants with a glass of champagne in my hand. Avery had planned the masquerade ball for this reason; so that the contestants could get used to their surroundings on the island. It seemed to be working, as they were all mingling with not only us, but with other guests that we had invited too. It had already been 40 past 7, when the party had started, and all the contestants were here. Except one: Lyra Kane. The girl on the phone. I had invited her into The Game about 2 weeks ago, and despite all that’s happened with her father, she had accepted. Now I felt anticipation growing in me as I tapped my fingers on the glass, hoping and waiting for her to come. Nash spotted my jitteriness and raised a brow.
“Why’re you so uptight, Gray?” He asked with a sly smile, raising a brow. Immediately, I stop tapping my fingers and slightly narrow my eyes at him, raising a brow myself.
“Just the excitement with The Game starting, I suppose.” I said, nonchalantly. His smile grew.
“Are you sure it’s that and not because you’re waiting to meet that girl on the phone that you’ve been talkin’ to?” Immediately, my eyes narrowed more and any anticipation I had before had been replaced with irritation. Avery giggled into her drink, and her and Jameson exchanged smiles.
“Whatever you’re implying, I don’t like it. She was calling me about an important family issue that involved our grandfather, and just for the record, I still think she hates our family’s guts.” I retorted. Suddenly, I heard a familiar voice behind me.
“Somebody hates your family’s guts? Well, tell that person to get in line.” The melodic voice said, amusingly. I turned around and saw a girl with long dark hair and tan skin, holding a cup of champagne. She had a long dark red dress with a slit on the side, and lipstick that matched the dress. A gold masquerade mask was over her eyes, one with an intricate and beautiful design. I cursed myself for the way my heart stopped. Then, she looked at the way Oren was watching her, and narrowed her eyes, before speaking in deadpan. “That was a joke.”
“Ignore him. He’s our bodyguard who’s known for brooding! Him and Grayson are in a competition for who can brood the most, and they often switch for who’s in first place.” Xander said, with a grin. Lyra smiled back and switched her attention back to me, tilting her head the slightest bit. I couldn’t help the way I watched her, all my focus only on her.
“If I win this thing, I’ll get you two matching tie dye t-shirts. Hows that sound?” She asked me, with a smile. I couldn’t help but smile back the slightest bit.
“Incredibly stylish.” I responded, dipping my head in a nod. Her smile grew, and I didn’t know if I was able to take my eyes off her. Then Avery cleared her throat.
“Well, Lyra, I’d love to get you acquainted with the other contestants.” Avery said, leading a hand to where they all were. She nodded, but hesitated when Avery walked off. After about a second or two though, she followed her. Jameson raised a brow at me.
“Y’know, Grayson, it really didn’t seem like she hated your guts in that conversation you two were having.” Jameson said. I gave him a half shrug.
“Maybe she doesn’t.” I said, not allowing myself to give him any more verbal ammunition about how I “like” her. But I couldn’t help my eyes from sliding back over to her, and watching her speak to the other contestants. She took off her mask suddenly, and there I saw thick brows and two pairs of dark brown eyes, with a fire burning inside of them. They met mine from across the room, and suddenly there was a moment where all background noise faded away, and we held each other’s eyes. Then she snaps them away and looks down, continuing to speak to another contestant. I look away too, focusing on the dance floor and the twirling men and women on it, but I couldn’t get the thought of fiery, dark eyes out of my head. I swallowed and took a sip out of my drink, hoping that I would just forget about it.
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THAT NIGHT:
I woke up suddenly, checking my phone for the time. 2:38. Why did I wake up? Then, flashbacks of my dream hits me like a wave. Dark red. A sly smile. Fiery eyes. Good god. Was I dreaming of her? After one conversation? I felt like I was taken back to when she had first called me on the phone. You remembered? I asked her, wondering if she had remembered her father’s last words. Only in dreams, she had said. And then, there was a thought of mine that I struggled to not say. I almost never dream. Now it felt like my thoughts were being thrown back in my face, since I just had dreamed. Dreamed about her. Lying there in my bed, I couldn’t help but come to an unexpected conclusion. I had just met her, but somewhere deep inside my head, a voice whispered something new. Something unfamiliar, and something utterly terrifying.
You’re starting to fall for her.
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HERES SOME DELUSIONAL GRAYSON FOR YOU GUYS SINCE I LOVE WHEN HE ACTS DELULU 😘😘😍🤞
#grayson hawthorne#the grandest game#lyra kane#lyra and gray#lyra x grayson#fanfic#the inheritance games#avery kylie grambs#jameson hawthorne#nash hawthorne#the brothers hawthorne#xander hawthorne#thea calligaris#rebecca laughlin#jennifer lynn barnes
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WE NEED SOME LYRA AND GRAY HCS 🙏
OKAYYYYY 🤭🤭🤭🙌
- grayson calls her “ms. kane” when he’s teasing her but usually just calls her “my love” or just “love” 🤭
- she’s the only one who can make him blush, and somehow managed to do it in front of his brothers. they all cheered and snapped a photo, but grayson went onto all of their phones and deleted it 💀
- whenever grayson plans a visit with gigi and sav they always make him bring lyra too because they “love her more than him” (in a joking way, but gray still told lyra and she found it funny)
- when grayson first met her parents, lyra forced him to wear a NORMAL outfit (normal pants and a nice shirt) and his brothers were all speechless when he left the house 😭😭
- whenever xander can’t get grayson to agree to something stupid, he always makes lyra ask (and he always say yes to her 🤭)
- he loves giving her nose kisses and she loves giving him forehead kisses
- before gray and lyra became a thing, gray used to wake up at around 5:30, but after they started dating and lyra started sleeping in his bed she made him get up at 7 instead because “nobody should be waking up at that time” (he’s lowk grateful for it though because he ends up feeling more energized when he does wake up)
- THIS ONES MORE A SPECIFIC SITUATION BUT STILL!!
- gray, lyra, avery, libby, max, xan, Jamie, and nash were all swimming in the pool to cool off on a hot day, when suddenly jameson pushes lyra into the pool (they’re besties so it was in a joking way 💀)
- gray gives him a look, and when lyra comes up for air and starts saying “ow, jameson you made me scrape my ankle really hard, I think it’s bleeding” the look turns into a lecture
- lyra puts a hand out for gray to hold and help her out, when suddenly her pained expression turns into a devilish grin. She tugs on his hand, and sends him flying into the pool. everybody starts laughing, when Xander’s eyes go wide and he starts telling lyra to swim to the little stairs thing that gets you out of the pool (help I forgot what it’s called 💀)
- lyra realizes at the same time what everyone else did, that she needed to swim away as fast as she could. why? because she, who is the most average and slow swimmer to ever walk this planet, just pushed a practically olympic swimmer into a pool. NOT a good idea. 💀
- she swims away, going underwater to help her move faster, when her legs suddenly get pulled from behind her. She gets spinned around and is suddenly face to face with grayson. he’s smiling, and has the same devilish expression that lyra wore earlier. taking her up with him for air, he puts an arm under her legs and one on her back and carries her out of the water baby style. xander grins and steps toward grayson, and suddenly he was carrying her ankles, and grayson was holding her arms. they threw her into the pool, and grayson teased her for the rest of the day for being a slow swimmer 🙄💗
- he’s very big on hand placement, so he always has a hand on her thigh or around her waist 🤭🙌
- lyra is a very light sleeper, meanwhile graysons a DEEP sleeper. because of this, lyra could bang pots and pans in the morning and still not wake him up, but if grayson tries to get her head off his chest with even the slightest movement in the morning she’ll immediately wake up 💀
- he’s obsessed with how she looks in dresses with the leg slit (😻) and always tells her how beautiful she looks wearing them
- grayson is in love with lyras voice, so whenever he’s having a panic attack she’s always there whispering sweet things in his ear, or even just stories that she grew up being read, and it always calms him down 😭💗💗
- acacia loves lyra and lyras mom (assuming she has a good relationship with her mom) loves grayson 🫶🫶
- grayson loves to braid lyras hair, so sometimes when she gets out of the shower and is about to go to bed he’ll braid it 💗💗
- grayson loves how she looks in dark red lipstick and can’t stop kissing her whenever she does wear it 🤭🤭
- and she loves how he looks in suits (although she’ll never admit it because she doesn’t want his ego to get somehow bigger 💀)
- grayson always has to lie about how much he spends on clothes/gifts for lyra cuz she’ll be mad if he spends too much 💀
- for example it’d go like this:
- “hey gray, how much did you spend on this necklace you got me?”
-“$60.”
-“are you sure? dont lie”
“……$600”
“are you serious?? that’s way too much to spend on a necklace!”
“okay, then you’re not gonna like the actual price..”
“why? what’s the actual price?”
“…”
“grayson…”
“just… just add one more zero…”
“$6000?????”
- because of that whole thing, she’s somehow convinced him to not spend too much money on her (he still does anyway 💀)
OKAY THATS ALL THANKS FOR THE REQUEST 🫶🫶
#lyra kane#grayson hawthorne#lyra and gray#lyra x grayson#the grandest game#the inheritance games#avery kylie grambs#jameson hawthorne#nash hawthorne#the brothers hawthorne#xander hawthorne#my hcs#jennifer lynn barnes#maxine liu#libby grambs
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@thegraysonhawthorne what a happy couple you two are! 😊
this is it. I am married to grayson hawthorne. No questions, i literally have our wedding pics
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i saw your post saying you wanted ff requests, and i don't know if this is specific enough for you, if it's not, thats fine and you don't have to do it, but i'd love for you to write an averyjameson fic where avery has a panic attack during an event of some sorts (any reason; reminders of the shooting, etc), and jamie finds her in an empty hallway and comforts her with like forehead kisses and by whispering sweet nothings in her ear.
OOOOO OKAYY (and dw it’s specific enough 💗💗)
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I patted down my dress, hoping to make the time pass by faster. As a result of Jamesons brushes with the law, Alisa dragged us to another fancy party to clear the air around us. The only thing was that tomorrow would mark the official day that my mom died. I wanted to get it off my mind, but it never would. That day will probably haunt me till the day I die. And having to fake smiles, engage in small talk, and pretend like I belong here just makes everything more difficult. I held in a breath as Grayson, Jameson, Nash, and another rich family that Tobias was associated with walked towards me. I forced a smile.
“Hello, Mr and Mrs. Beaumont. How are you enjoying the party so far?” I asked, morphing my face into something pleasant. The truth was, I hadn’t told Jameson that tomorrow marked the day that my mom had died because I wanted to get it off my mind. But now I sort of wished I had somebody who understood what was going on, somebody like Jameson. Mr. Beaumont flashed me a winning smile.
“It’s quite the party, Ms. Grambs. I love the venue, very nice and old fashioned.” He said, smiling. I smiled back.
“Alisa wanted this place to have a cozy, yet elegant feel. I suggested it myself.” Nash said, tipping his hat. I caught Jamesons eye and immediately his smile turned into a frown. I wondered if he could really read the sadness on my face that well, when nobody else had seemed to notice. Is everything okay? He asked with his eyes. I looked away, swallowing. It felt horrible to push Jameson out, but honestly I just wanted to be alone right now. And I can’t tell him what’s going on anyway, with the Beaumonts in front of us. Mrs. Beaumont smiles, her eyes shimmering.
“So, I heard you’re creating a Game, Ms. Grambs?” She asks me. I nod.
“Yes. It involves 7 contestants from all around the world who have a chance to receive millions of dollars, if they can complete and win The Game. It’ll be mostly riddles, puzzles, and games that require your brain power. Me and the Hawthornes, as well as Rebecca and Thea, will be supplying the riddles and puzzles.” I respond. Her smiles widens.
“Well, aren’t you a smart girl? Thinking up riddles all on your own. Your mother must be so proud. I wish I had a girl, but instead I have 3 little boys who wreak havoc on each other.” She said with a laugh. She keeps talking about The Game, but all other conversation fades into background noise as my breathing stops. Your mother must be so proud. Was she proud, my mother? I didn’t know anymore. Because I didn’t know my mother anymore. I was starting to forget her belief in me, her love for me, her laugh, and that fills me up with an emptiness that nothing else ever could. Feeling the tears threaten to burst from my eyes, I butt into Graysons and Mr. Beaumonts conversation.
“I’m sorry, but I have to use the washroom, If you’ll excuse me.” I say, before turning and walking towards the hall. But as tears start to shine my eyes, my walk turns into a run, and suddenly I’m sprinting down the venue towards the exit. I speed past Libby, who’s giving me a wide eyed look and calling out my name, but I didn’t care. I needed to be away from all of this, because it was killing me. I shoved the doors open, gasping as the tears start sliding down my cheeks. I run into an empty hallway and spot a table, with a large white tablecloth blocking the legs of it. I duck under it and sit there, the tablecloth blocking anybody’s view of me, and sob into my knees. The hall was empty, but I still tried my best to cry as quietly as possible. After about 30 seconds of sobbing, I heard footsteps coming into the hall. I sucked in a breath as I tried to stay as quiet as I could, while also listening to see who it was. There wasn’t a voice, but from close to me I could hear a sigh, and immediately recognized it. Jameson. He walks closer, his footsteps getting louder. Suddenly, a breath catches in my throat and I sniff without meaning to. The footsteps stop, and then get way louder. Then, a hand yanks the table cloth up, and Jameson crawls under the table to sit next to me. He doesn’t put a hand around my waist, or kiss me, but instead speaks.
“Y’know, Heiress, we’re probably gonna have to go to another dinner party because of the drama that you sparked at this one.” He said, his voice joking. I didn’t say anything, but the sound of his voice was still comforting, so I soaked it in. Then, he turned to me, a serious look in his eyes.
“Your mother is proud of you. I can’t think of a reason she wouldn’t be.” He said. I turned to look at him, the eye contact making my stomach twist, and tears started to shine my eyes again.
“I just can’t stop wondering if I’m doing it all right. Or if I’m disappointing her or not.” I say, looking down at my knees. Then, I feel his arm slide around my waist, and the touch is so comforting I sigh.
“Of course you’re doing it right. You’re living your life, flying around the world and visiting all the places that you and her had planned to go. You donated almost all of the money you inherited to an amazing cause, became the world’s youngest philanthropist, and fell in love with an extremely handsome man.” He says, the ends of his lips tilting up at the last part. I smile myself, choking out a sob-laugh. His smile vanishes as he takes my face in his hands and kisses the tears off it. Each kiss feels like a balm on open wounds, and I was starting to regret not telling him about my mother’s death date being tomorrow earlier. When he’s done kissing my tears, he stares into my eyes, with so much love in his own I shiver.
“If your mother were around today, all she would be able to talk about is how proud you make her, Avery Kylie Grambs. Never forget that.” He whispered, his voice intense. I wiped my eyes with a smile and held his hand, before bringing my face close to his and kissing his forehead.
“I’ll try not to, Jameson Winchester Hawthorne.” I whispered back, using his full name just like how he had used mine. He grinned at me and brought his lips close to mine. I gave a small nod and suddenly, Jameson was kissing me, each brush of his lips making me want more and more. Eventually we separated, and I turned my body, laying my head on his chest. We both didn’t say a word, and I allowed myself to relax and soak up the moment, while focusing on the beat of Jamesons heart. I smile, and just for a moment, imagine my mother looking down on me, smiling as well.
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THIS WAS SUCH A CUTE REQUESTTT THANK YOUU 💗💗
alsoo can anybody spot the lyra x grayson line from the brothers hawthorne that i put in here? 😜
#avery kylie grambs#jameson hawthorne#the inheritance games#the grandest game#the brothers hawthorne#grayson hawthorne#nash hawthorne#xander hawthorne#lyra kane#lyra x grayson#libby grambs#rebecca laughlin#maxine liu#thea calligaris
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GUYS CAN SOMEBODY PLEASE GIVE ME A FIC REQUEST I WANNA WRITE SOMETHING 🙏
#pls pls pls#🙏🙏🙏#grayson hawthorne#the grandest game#lyra kane#the inheritance games#avery kylie grambs#jameson hawthorne#lyra x grayson#nash hawthorne#the brothers hawthorne#xander hawthorne
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and for donating all her money. like i know a lot of people on here were mad at her for that but honestly i was so glad she did it because a. it was a girl boss move and b. literally nobody needs that much money 😭💀
shout out to avery kylie grambs for being the only ethical billionaire
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Heyy I've got a fic request- Avery randomly remembers her ancient pontiac and tells Jameson about how her mom gave it to her. So he gets it back somehow and fixes it and takes her on a ride and she starts crying <33 💔
OMG HELP I GOT THIS REQUEST LAST MONTH BUT IVE BEEN IN THE BIGGEST SLUMP EVERRR IM SO SORRY 😭😭
but here you go!! 💗
Jameson laid back on the floor, letting the tools in his hand fall to the ground with a clatter. 2 months ago, Avery had told him about her ancient Pontiac, which her mother had given her before she passed, and it hadn’t left his mind. So, a week later he decided that for their 2 year anniversary, he was going to fix it and give it to her. It was difficult, of course, and Jameson wasn’t even sure if the car was still in one piece, or if it had been scrapped, but he was up for a challenge. Eventually, after tracking down every car dealer in New Castle, he found a run down garage which was owned by an old fella named Walter. Jameson was lucky he had came when he had, because Walter was about to sell the car for parts. He struck up a deal for a lot more than that car was worth, and brought it back to Hawthorne House to fix it. It took a month and a half of meticulously working every day, and somehow keeping it hidden from Avery, when today he finally finished. Jameson stood up, wiping the dust and grease from his hands onto his pants, and examined the car. Pontiacs weren’t exactly Jameson style, as he was sure it wasn’t Averys either, but it wasn’t about what the car looked like. It was about what the car meant to her. And if Avery wanted an almost falling apart car that seriously needed to be put down, then she was going to get one.
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“A helicopter ride, archery, hot air balloons, watching the sunset on the beach…” Avery trailed off, her head on Jameson’s chest.
“Don’t forget the ice sculpting challenge.” He added, a smile playing on his lips. Avery huffed.
“I still think I won that. Your dolphin looked more like a whale.” She said. Jameson laughed.
“What’s the difference anyway?” Avery snickered, and although Jameson wanted her to keep lying on her chest as they watched the twinkling night sky, her big surprise had not yet been revealed.
“Avery…” He trailed off, sitting up. Avery sat up too, meeting his eyes. Jameson wanted to get lost in them and never come back. “I may have one last surprise.” She quirked a brow.
“Like what?” She said, a sly smile playing on her face. Jameson couldn’t help but smile back as he pulled her to her feet, and took her hand. He led her to the garage, although the car had been in the giant storage room before he took it out, and put his hands over her eyes.
“I’m going to see it anyway, Jameson.” She said, with a playful huff. Jamesons smile grew.
“I know. But I want the surprise to last longer. I’ll tell you when you can look.” If her eyes weren’t covered, I’m sure Avery would have rolled them, but instead she just nodded and followed him. He opened the garage door before leading her inside.
“Are you ready?” He asked her. There was only one moment of hesitation before she spoke.
“Yes.” Her voice was sure and confident, and just from that Jameson could feel himself falling in love with her a million times over again. He removed his hands from over her eyes and heard her physically gasp as she stared at the car in front of her. There was silence, as she slowly walked towards the car and let go of Jamesons hand, and Jameson didn’t have to see her face to know she was shocked.
“Jameson…” She said, trailing off as her hand brushed the cars surface. Jameson just stared at her as he waited for her to say something else. Anything else. “How did you find this?” Her voice was full of disbelief and awe. Jameson smiled.
“Well it was difficult, as I didn’t know if the car was even still in one piece, but I eventually found it.” He said. Avery turned around to look at him, and Jameson saw tears in her eyes. Immediately, his heart stopped. Had he done something wrong?
“Jameson.” She said, the tears now starting to slip down her cheek. Jameson immediately backtracked.
“Oh Avery, I’m so sorry. Did you not want to see it again because it reminded you of your mother? I’m seriously sorry Heiress, I didn’t know-“ He started apologizing, but Avery cut him off.
“No!” She said, putting her hands out. Jameson paused. She brought them back to her sides and smiled. “It’s just… this is the best gift that anyone’s ever given me. I always wondered what happened to this car, and now you fixed it for me? Jameson.” She said, her voice breaking on the last part as she rushed over to him and brought his lips to hers. Jameson felt the blood rush back into his face as he kissed her back, wondering how he got so lucky. Eventually they separated, and Avery held his face in her hands.
“Thank you.” She said, tears running down her cheeks. Jameson wiped them away individually with his thumb, before speaking.
“Of course. But, Heiress, how can you like the car when you haven’t even driven it yet?” He said, a smile playing on his face. Averys eyes widen.
“You mean, the cars not too old to drive it?” She asked, raising a brow as a grin overtook his face. Her smile made his stomach twist.
“Well, it was,” He said, grinning himself and reaching into his pocket, pulling out a pair of car keys. “Before I fixed it.” He held the keys out for Avery to take, and met her eyes. She stared into his eyes for 3 seconds before grabbing the keys and his hand, and speaking.
“Let’s do it.”
Avery drove the car out of the garage and onto the racing track, but slowly, in case the car couldn’t handle it.
“Oh, cmon,” Jameson said, once they were on the track. “Can’t you speed up?” Avery face was still full of disbelief, and when she laughed it was breathy.
“You sure?” She asks. Was he sure the car was safe? Well, yes, since he’d updated all of the gear and made sure everything was working fine. He gently took her chin in his hand.
“I’m sure.” He said, softly. She held his eyes, before nodding and putting her hands back on the wheel. Without a warning, Avery suddenly speeds up and starts driving faster than Jameson thought she would at first. A grin overtook his face as she drove faster and faster, as if testing the cars limits. She drove, again and again around the track without saying a word. Then, suddenly, a sob rattled her chest as she slowed down and pulled over on the side of the track. Jameson leaned closer to her too see if she was okay.
“Avery? What’s-“ He was about to finish, but she cut him off.
“Thank you.” She said, tears streaming down her face.
“You don’t know how much this means to me. It almost feels like my mom is still alive, and taking me out for a test drive in my brand new car.” She said, sniffing and laughing sadly. Jameson smiled back, and kissed her nose.
“You’re welcome, Heiress. But just for the record, I think I have to ask….” He said, taking her hands in his. “Was your mom a fan of fast cars?” Jameson placed her hands back on the wheel, and held his own over them. Avery stared at his hands on hers before turning to him, tears still in her eyes. She was luminous, absolutely beautiful and brilliant in every way, and then she was smiling. To make matters worse for Jamesons heart, she raised a brow, and that little movement made his heart race.
“Are you challenging me, mystery boy?” She asked. Jameson gave her one of his winning smirks, before bringing his face close to hers. It looked like he was about to kiss her, before he brings his mouth to her ear instead.
“Guess.”
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SORRY THIS IS KIND OF LONG BUT HERE YOU GO!! 💗💗 (also again im rlly sorry that it took so long for me to make this, ive been lazy 😪)
#avery kylie grambs#jameson hawthorne#the inheritance games#nash hawthorne#xander hawthorne#the brothers hawthorne#grayson hawthorne#javery#averyjameson#my fic#fic request
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HOPEFULLYYY BC I NEED MORE INFO ON TGG 🙏🙏
GUYS IF @lyrakanefanatic THEORY IS RIGHT THEN WE’RE GETTING THE NEXT TEASER TOMMOROW
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YAYYYY MY GIRL 💗💗😛
character moodboard // day six // lyra (phone girl) kane
“if you got a girlfriend I’m jealous of her, but if you’re single that’s honestly worse.” - gorgeous, Taylor Swift
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If I won the lottery it wouldn’t be obvious but there would be signs.
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The Grandest Game
Chapter 5
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LYRA:
As we walked to my room, I felt oddly nervous and… well, surprised. I didn’t think Grayson would start freaking out once I told him that I was the girl who had called his phone, but telling him was also easier than I had expected. Suddenly, Grayson stops walking, which snapped me out of my thoughts, and I turned to see the door to my room.
“This is your room. Avery’s is the last one right down the hall, so if you ever have any questions you can go to her.” He says. I open the door to my room and walk in, hauling my luggage and backpack into it. I couldn’t stop my mouth from shaping into an ‘o’ at the size of the room, because it was massive. Like the size of my living room, kitchen, and bathroom combined. I looked towards two doors, one for the bathroom and one for a walk in closet. What even is this place? I glanced back to Grayson, who was watching me in the doorway with an almost amused expression on his face.
“What, you’re just used to the richie life, Mr. Hawthorne?” I asked, raising a brow. He raised one back.
“Well, I can’t say that I’m not, Ms. Kane.” He says, using my last name to address me just like how I had used his to address him. Really looking at his face now, I just realized how well his eyes contrasted his suit. I looked away and put my stuff down near my bed.
“Does Avery want us to meet up again to discuss the rules of The Game, or are we unpacking first?” I asked, turned away from him.
“Just put your stuff down and we can head back to the foyer, she just needs to discuss a few more things.” He states. I nod before turning back to him, and walking out of my room. He gets out of my doorway and heads back the way we came from to the foyer.
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Avery had finally finished explaining how it was all going to go down, and I basically knew as much as when I first got here. Weekends are free for family to visit or just to do whatever you want, breakfast, lunch, and dinner is at 8:30, 12:00, and 5:00, and we’ll get texts from Avery and the other game masters if we need to meet up anywhere to discuss clues.
“But that’s all. You all are free to head back to your rooms, explore, or do whatever you’d like in the house for today, since you just got here. And if you have any questions whatsoever, just send me a text!” She says, holding up her phone. All of us start to walk away, including me, when the girl with braids and glasses from earlier pops up in front of me.
“Hello!” She says, smiling. She had a perfect, toothpaste ad smile and a bubbly attitude.
“Oh, hi.” I say, caught off guard.
“My names Briana Maxford, but you can call me Bree. What’s yours?” She asks me. Oh, I just now realized, she’s trying to get to know the contestants, starting with me.
“Mines Lyra Kane.” I say. Her smile grows.
“Your names really pretty.”
“Oh, thank you.”
“I know this is random but… would you like to explore the house with me?” It was random. But, I had to get to know the other contestants better at some point, so I guess this was a good start. I smiled.
“Let’s do it.”
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We had mainly been wandering through corridors and finding a gym, basketball court, bowling alley, and more rooms. I didn’t understand how this place was so big. It was like a 5 star hotel with everything you could ever dream of in it. Just then, we find a large entrance to.. something. I turned to Bree.
“Should we check it out?” I asked. She nodded, her eyes sparkling. We walked in and I gasped at the sight of it. It was a library, a giant one, with rows and rows of books. There were swirled staircases to reach the higher shelves, and giant windows to let the sunlight peek through. Finally, for the first time since I had arrived, a real, true smile shone on my face. I loved books. There’s not anything to not like about them, and I had a feeling that this is where I was going to be spending most of my time. Suddenly, I spotted a guy who was looking at the books himself, and spying us as well. It was the guy with the interesting stance from before, the one who had winked at me. Our eyes locked and my smile dropped as he started to walk towards us.
“Well, hello.” He says, with a sly smile. He had a British accent, and I just now realized that people from all around the world could be here.
“Hi.” I say in deadpan. Bree says the same thing, but in a much lighter tone.
“Do you two have names?” He asks us. No, I wanted to say, just be petty. Of course we had names.
“Her names Lyra, and mines Briana, but you can just call me Bree. What’s yours?” She asks.
“Rohan. What brings you to The Game?” He asks, raising a brow.
“The money, of course.” Bree replies, with a half shrug. He nods. Then, he turns to me, a thoughtful expression on his face.
“And what about you? Do you have any hobbies, or do you just brood and give people one word replies?” He asks me.
“I have hobbies. Do you, or do you just corner people in libraries and force them to answer random questions?” I shoot back. His eyebrows raise.
“Of course I do. I write, I fight, I gamble.” He says, a twinkle in his eyes. I narrow my eyes at him.
“Gamblings not a hobby.”
“Sure it is. You should try it out sometimes.” His hands go behind his back.
“If I wanted to watch men dig holes for themselves to roll into, I would have gone to a graveyard.” I say in deadpan. He grins, and even Bree smiles.
“Alrighty. You have fun brooding. And for you,” He says, turning his gaze to Bree, “I hope to see you around sometime.” He smiles at her. She smiles back.
“Same with you, Rohan.” She replies. He nods, before glancing back at me and turning to walk away.
“He seems nice.” Bree suggested. I make a face but nod. Suddenly, we both get texts from Avery. It read, “siNce tomorrow Is a saturday, family is allowed to visit and you Get tHe day To yourSelf. alThough i mAy waNt to have a few worDs with you then, but it won’t take too long.” At first glance, I could tell there was a code in the text. Seeing if she would notice, I show Bree the text, and she just reads it and shrugs.
“More relaxation time. Wanna head back to our rooms?” She asked, since we had already seen almost all of the house. I nodded and we headed back, hoping to not get lost.
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Back in my room, I check the text again and make a word out of the uppercase letters. NIGHTSTAND. Well, that was easy. Easier than I expected. Going to my nightstand, I grabbed the letter off of it and read what was inside. “Hello Lyra Kane! Welcome to The Game. I am so glad to have you as one of our contestants, and I hope you enjoy your time here. Feel free to explore the house whenever you feel like it, as I’m sure there is always at least one thing that remains unseen. - The Game Masters.” I frowned and reread it. My brain couldn’t stop latching onto the last part, and I felt like I was missing something.
“Remains unseen.” I muttered. Then, a puzzle piece clicks into place in my brain as I realize what the note was trying to say. Remains unseen. A thought hits me as I go towards the desk in my room. I searched it to see if it had anything I needed, when my eyes fell on a small black light. I picked it up and placed it over the blank end of the envelope, to see if there was anything written there, when text starts to appear. I place the black light closer, and start to read it. “MEET IN THE LIBRARY ON FRIDAY, 9:30 PM” It read. So much for ‘having the day to ourselves’. But, if I was going to be here, I had to do something, right? I wonder what Eve would tell me to do. Probably tell me to get close to the Hawthornes, but there’s no possible way I could do that if I can’t even socialize with another contestant. It doesn’t matter. Once I find out what happened to my father, and Eve gives me my money, I can get my family out of this place and never look back. That’s what I’m working towards. And if I can make it happen, then it’ll be worth it.
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THERES A SIX OF CROWS LINE IN HERE THAT I USED, AND IF U READ THE BOOK U MIGHT RECOGNIZE IT 😜😜
also I wanted this chapter to focus more on the game instead of just grayson and lyras (cough cough love story cough cough- who said that?) interactions so you won’t see much of that in this one unfortunately 😔😢
#lyra kane#lyra x grayson#grayson hawthorne#the grandest game#the grandest game fic#fanfic#the inheritance games#avery kylie grambs#jameson hawthorne#nash hawthorne#the brothers hawthorne#xander hawthorne
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AWWW I LOVE THIS BUT ITS RLLY SAD TOO 😢😢
I always think about what Lyra told Grayson about her father and the calla lily and even though her father gave it to her just before he passed I feel like it is so implied that it is her favourite flower so I made this edit cause every time I hear this sound I always think about this moment in the book anyways enjoy 🫶🏻 (Also I just know Grayson remembers every detail of their conversation which is why I included him in here too 🤭 okay bye)
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reasons why I think the new tgg teaser is lyra and grayson except i am 100% making it up 😁🤞
in the caption, it says “so it begins”. could this mean that this is the first teaser for tgg before they release more info, or could it mean that this is where lyra and grays relationship starts to bloom and begin (probably the first one but idc)
this one is a ginormous stretch but it’s okay
so in the comments, the user “noshhsjjdvdh” (wow so unique) makes a comment that is liked by the novl, which isn’t about lyra and grayson, but then makes another comment saying “also this is so grayson and lyra” which ISNT liked. but the thing is, it’s by the same person, they have basically the same amount of likes, and both the comments were made at the same time, so if the novl liked the one freaking out about the teaser, then they have to had seen the other one as well. but, they didn’t like the one insinuating that the teaser was so lyra and grayson, which is why ive come to this (stretch of a) conclusion. if this teaser wasn’t about lyra and grayson, then the novl WOULD have liked the lyra and gray comment just to throw people off, but instead didn’t like the comment so that people would find out it’s about them.
it’s midnight so im definitely just overthinking this but oh well it’s okay 😔✊
#you wanna hear my sources? i made them up 😊#the novl#the grandest game#grayson hawthorne#the inheritance games#lyra kane#lyra x grayson#the brothers hawthorne#jennifer lynn barnes#avery kylie grambs#jameson hawthorne#nash hawthorne#xander hawthorne
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OMGGG THIS IS SUCH A GOOD EDIT I LOVE IT SMM 💗💗
Moonlight ☆ -
@sophiesonlinediary your request
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The Grandest Game
Chapter 4
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LYRA:
Finally, after the hour and thirty minute train ride, I made it to the gateway to get into Hawthorne island. There were a few people there that I hadn’t seen before, likely for The Game, and a whole crowd of paparazzi behind them. Anxiety coursed through my body as I showed the nearest security guard my ticket, and he let me in with the other group of people. There were 4 others there already, and I studied them. I saw a tall, fidgety girl with dark brown hair and brown eyes, a dark skinned girl with glasses, as well as her hair in braids, a tall guy with blonde hair and a confident look in his eyes, and another guy, who was the most interesting of them all. He had honey brown eyes and black hair, as well as brown skin. But what intrigued me was his stance. He held himself like he was preparing for something, but there was also a relaxing demeanour to it. The guy catches me staring and smirks, winking at me. Caught off guard, I narrow my eyes at him before looking away. Then, I saw other people coming in. A girl with dyed red hair, piercings, and a determined look on her face, and an awkward guy with black hair and black eyes. Seeing that we were all here, the massive bodyguard ahead of us speaks.
“We’re just going to have you all get on this boat to get to Hawthorne island, and by that point forward your game masters will explain what happens next. Any questions?” He says, his voice deep. I was filled to the brim with questions. But seeing as nobody else said anything, I stayed quiet too. With a nod, he gestured for us to walk onto the path that led us onto the boat, and we all did. Once we were on, the captain and bodyguard talked for a minute or two, before we departed from the gateway and paparazzi. I was nervous. Eve had told me that as long as I didn’t do anything to get disqualified, all I needed to do was get into The Game, win the Hawthornes’ trust, and she’ll take it from there. But how do I do that, I thought, chewing on the inside of my cheek. I didn’t want to destroy a rich families life just because of what had happened to my father. But Eve was the only way I could avenge my father and find out what had really happened to him, and even if that was a risky way, it was a chance I was willing to take.
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GRAYSON:
I walked into the foyer with Xander, only to find nobody there.
“You said the contestants were here?” I asked Xander, with a raised brow. He smiles.
“They’re not. But they will be soon!” He exclaims, going with Avery outside to greet them as soon as they arrive. I sighed, fixing my sleeves. I wondered if that girl had found the card I gave her, because if she didn’t, I would be in massive trouble. Suddenly, Jameson walks over to me.
“Gray, Oren just texted. All the contestants are on the boat and are currently making their way here.” He said, showing his phone as if I needed proof. I nodded.
“The game is officially beginning.” I said, the barest smile on my lips. Jameson nods, before his eyes twinkle and he speaks again.
“So, who was that girl you were dancing with at the ball?” He asked. My eyebrows raised.
“Hana Beaumont. I thought Avery had told you that she had been accepted into The Game before we told everyone about the ball.” I said. Jamesons head tilts, and his expression is teasing.
“I know who Hana is. I meant the other girl. I saw you talking to her before you two started dancing. Was she the one you invited to The Game?” He asked. His tone was perfectly innocent, but there was something underlying it. Almost like suspicion, as if I wasn’t talking to her because of The Game, but instead because I…
I shut that idea down before it could properly form in his head.
“Yes, I did invite her. She seemed like a perfect contestant for The Game. Why?” I ask, not allowing my tone to get defensive. He shrugs innocently before walking out with the others. I sigh before following him.
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20 minutes later, all the contestants were off the boat with their things, and I couldn’t help but scan them to see which one I had been talking to the night of the masquerade ball. My eyes searched through everybody, until I landed on a girl with tan skin and dark brown hair. She had slightly smudged eyeliner and dark red lipstick on. Her eyes were dark, and she was wearing a black leather jacket, a black skirt, tights, and combat boots. There was something about the way she looked at the house behind them that made me wonder what she was thinking about. Then, our eyes met, and she looked caught off guard for a second before she glanced down to the floor. I stopped staring only to redirect my attention to Avery, who was currently talking.
“Welcome, everybody! I’m sure you all know who I am anyway, but my name is Avery Kylie Grambs and I am one of the game masters that you’ll be getting information from as The Game progresses. The house that we’re standing in front of right now is where you all will be staying, so why don’t we go on in so I can show you all around?” She says, walking inside with the contestants following her.
“Our other game masters will be giving you your room keys and showing you where you’ll be staying. Once the room key card is my phone number, so you can call if you have any questions whatsoever.” She says, smiling. I turn to her, confused. I didn’t get a room card to give out. Avery glanced at me, and as if reading my expression, pulls out a room card for me to hand out. I take it from her and read the name on the card. Lyra Kane. Seeing that the girl from the ball is the only one who hadn’t had somebody go up to her yet, I go. She seems surprised once I walk up to her, and almost….. nervous.
“You’re Lyra Kane, right?” I ask her. She nods. “Here’s your room card and number. Follow me and I’ll show you where it is.” I say, handing her the card. She hesitates, before finally speaking.
“About that..” She says, trailing off. Suddenly, the ring of familiarity goes off again, and now it’s more noticeable. But how do I know her? Then it hits me. The girl on the phone, I realized, my eyes widening.
Wait.
What?
“Are you-“ She cuts me off before I could speak.
“Yes. I am. Don’t freak out that the girl who called your phone asking about her dead father is suddenly a contestant in The Game, because I don’t know how I got in either.” She urges, her thick brows knitting. But I’m still so lost. The girl at the ball…. and the girl one the phone… are the same people? I’m still lost for words when she suddenly starts frowning.
“Please refrain from looking so confused. People are going to start staring.” She said. I raised a brow at her. Now she was back to calling the shots?
“Right. Because this isn’t confusing in the slightest.” I say. Her brow quirks and the ends of her lips lift.
“You’ve got it. Now, where’s my room?” She asks, crossing her arms. I look at her again before the barest smile crosses my own lips, and I turn and walk towards her room, with her following me. While walking, I catch Jamesons eye, and noticed that he was watching me with the same twinkle in his eyes from earlier. His lips pull into a smile as he scans who I’m walking with, before turning away.
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WOOO FIRST (TECHNICAL) LYRA AND GRAY INTERACTION IRL ‼️‼️💯💯
#grayson hawthorne#avery kylie grambs#lyra kane#lyra x grayson#the grandest game#the inheritance games#jameson hawthorne#libby grambs#nash hawthorne#the brothers hawthorne#rebecca laughlin#thea calligaris#games untold#lyra and gray#Rohan the brothers hawthorne
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