whiskey fever;;

[liam-hawthorne]

TEXT 📲 ALEXANDRA

Alexandra: My ears are anything but innocent now, Hawthorne. How often do you get paid for your services?

Alexandra: Everyone is a little shaken up but we've been through worse.

Liam: Never, but doesn't mean I haven't been offered on several occasions.

Liam: Undoubtedly, well if you need me. My door is always open.

[liam-hawthorne]

TEXT 📲 ALEXANDRA

Alexandra: What experience is that?

Alexandra: Please amuse me.

Liam: Now, now, there are somethings your ears just weren't meant to hear.

Liam: Your family doing okay?

[liam-hawthorne]

TEXT 📲 ALEXANDRA

Alexandra: So, the money maker is unscratched? You know people won't pay money if it's ruined.

Liam: Would take a pretty large event to ruin me.

Liam: Besides, people pay for the experience ruined or not.

[liam-hawthorne]

TEXT 📲 ALEXANDRA

Liam: I saw you leave with Rowan and Col tonight.

Liam: Glad you got out unharmed, physically anyway.

Liam: Can confirm this money maker is very much alive and unharmed.

[liam-hawthorne]

✧ - isla

X - JONAS BROTHERS

Oh, watching her move, I was lost in the rhythms And she pulled me close by the look in her eyes Don't know her name but I know that I need her She said "Boy, you won't be lonely tonight"

[liam-hawthorne]

✧

ALL THIS TIME - DRAX PROJECT

'Cause we're all in our head You said I could see it, show me that you mean it Let me in Though I don't wanna lecture or put you under pressure

[mancandykings]

Scott Eastwood photographed by Philip Mueller for The Gentleman’s Journal (April 2016)

[ladybaratheon]

[liam-hawthorne]

@indigo-cortes​

[paytonbaker]

SEND MY CHARACTER AN ✧ FOR A SONG THAT MAKES MY MUSE THINK OF YOURS.

[luxurylearry]

[liam-hawthorne]

special delivery for @alainavaldez​

“I was starting to think Baker wasn’t going to let you out of his sights.“ Liam mused, as his attention turned to the approaching woman. Baby blue hues carelessly drifting the length of her body as he let out a short whistle in response. “I didn’t know you had it in you to wear something so, well..” He teased, as he moved to envelope the woman in a brief embrace. “Really though Lains, you look stunning. Baker best be looking out for you or I’ll be coming for him. And with a hearty lawsuit to boot.”

[liam-hawthorne]

ALEXANDRA WHITLOCK​:

Alexandra had spotted the woman from across the room and the next thing she knew she was beelining in the direction of where Liam was talking to someone. Who? She didn’t give a fuck. She grabbed his arm as her head turned towards the person he had been talking to, a polite smile came along her features. “Sorry, I need to borrow him for a super quick second,” she pulled him away from the person and dragged him a few feet away before stopping and hitting her hand against his chest. “What the fuck, Hawthorne?” She tilted her head at him. “Were you going to tell me she-who-shall-not-be named came strolling back to town after her visit from her home Hell?”

//

Engaged in what could only be described as a mediocre conversation, Liam was quick to oblige when Alexandra appeared at his side. Offering something of a shrug and a quick apology to the other he allowed the spitfire of a brunette that was also of his closest friends to drag him away from the scene. And before she even began speaking it was clear judging from the expression on her features of what was to come. Exhaling a sigh Liam went about rubbing the back of his neck before he straightened to face the brunette. “I heard from her a couple days ago... didn’t realize she was actually back in the city.” He added, jaw locking tight as baby blue hues cast over the crowd with the sinking suspicion they were being watched. “I was going to tell you last night but you were otherwise getting acquainted with the family driver, or so I was told.”

[liam-hawthorne]

ADDISON FISCHER​:

The confidence that radiated off of Addison Fisher was something she’d been working on for a long time. She may have a lot secrets and ambitions under the surface but portraying herself as nothing more than calm, cool, and collected was a skill she’d acquired over the years. Tonight was supposed to be fun, but with everything that had happened in the last several days, she knew better than to let her guard down. As she worked the room, making small talk with people and charming her way into and out of conversations, her eyes fell on Liam across the room and she smirked to herself as she sauntered his way. 

“Now tell me Liam, what’s a man like you doing all by himself at an event such as this? Shouldn’t you have some perky little blonde on your arm?” She asked the question as she leaned in closer to him, tilting her head up to meet his eyes. The easy way she flirted with men was something that was cemented into her personality at this point and she reached her hand up to straighten his lapel on his jacket. “Or are you in need of a little arm candy?”

//

Confidence had never been a struggle for the charismatic better half of the Hawthorne twins. The male practically came out of the womb with an ego to boot, one that paralleled that of his fathers. A man whom cared for little than his wealth and public image which was a far cry from his children in which he had neglected since they were little. Sure Leonard Hawthorne loved his family, he wasn’t a complete monster --- though it never showed because he loved his business more. Something Liam had learned from an early age to avoid falling into such a trap. 

Nevertheless as he went about working the room with ease, socializing with everyone from investors to that of the very gangsters that helped keep his business running he found himself retiring to a quiet corner in the room, drink in hand as he watched his date engrossed in conversation from across the room. “A perky blonde like yourself you mean?” The socialite was quick to counter, smirk crossing his lips as blue irises settled upon that of the woman he had come to realize matched him in more than just confidence. “Depends on who is asking. Don’t tell me Mr Walsh has you feeling bored and unsatisfied already?” 

[liam-hawthorne]

INDIGO CORTES​:

The reflection from the floor length mirror within the quiet lobby of Indigo’s apartment complex held her attention while she waited for Liam to arrive. Her expected choice in crystalized fringe was admired while as a hand smoothed the metallic layering of threads. The event was all that was mentioned throughout her work week as most craved the distraction it would offer. There wasn’t much for the brunette to anticipate other than the blond that would accompany her for the evening. His presence would allow the authentic nature of her personality to show without an unruly expectation controlling each move she made. A call from the suited doorman forced her attention from the lingering thoughts to glance towards the vehicle that now began to park on the curb. Indigo took a final look over her figure before quickly retreating towards the glass door as the humid air engulfed the brunette with stagnant surroundings. The expected sight of Liam smoothly exiting the vehicle caused her stride to abruptly stop while she trailed over the monochromatic attire. “Well aren’t you a sight for sore eyes,” Her tone was humorous but his appearance was one she absentmindedly observed from the distance while he focused on a temporary diversion. An impudent smirk engraved into the lower half of her face while a hand dramatically swept over the shimmering attire to teasingly draw the immediate attention away from the polished male. “The roaring twenties in all it’s glory,” 

//

Liam took one last look in the grand mirror of his bathroom within his penthouse apartment, smoothing back a stray lock as he did before he grabbed his phone and headed for the elevator. A little too early for his own good, the male was oddly excited for the events of the evening to come, given he would once again have that of Indigo Cortes upon his arm. Ever since they were kids he couldn’t quite put his finger on what had drawn him to the petite woman, but whatever it was they had only grown closer over the years and for that he couldn’t have been more grateful. Much alike his best friends with Alaina and Alexandra, Indigo had a way of keeping the business man on his toes and always wanting. And waiting too it seemed as the vehicle pulled up to the curb outside her building in record time. Exiting the vehicle the male, went about buttoning up his jacket, before stealing a glance toward the silver Rolex that adorned his wrist, before hues lifted some to settle upon the door as he waited. After several minutes the beauty appeared at the top of the steps, the sparkle of her dress amplified in the afternoon haze. Liam was experienced in concealing his emotion behind his trademark grin and effortless ability to control the course of a conversation unlike no other, but as he watched her approach all that went out the window as a rare yet genuine grin pulled upon parted lips, gaze filled with something that could only be described as awe. “Couldn’t very well outshine my date this evening, could I.” He settled for, clearing his throat as the expression quickly dispersed. Only when she drew close did he move to open the door to the backseat for her, hand extended to help her inside. “You look -- well, let’s just say I think there will be a few jaws hitting the floor tonight.”

[wildeinsp]

[liam-hawthorne]

LIAM HAWTHORNE - SINFULLY CLASSIC EVENT

Attending the event alongside @indigo-cortes

[liam-hawthorne]

[ 📲 imessage ❯ liam ]

mirah: wrong again. men with daddy issues and a savior complex are hardly difficult to come by. a dime a dozen. but no, i suppose when it finally came down to it, you were inimitable.

mirah: okay. fuck me for trying to ensure you had a fulfilling future without trying to hold you back with a kid.

mirah: deleting the number is the only easy part. you should know that much.

mirah: just wanted you to know what went around came around. finally found someone who treats me the way i deserve, like garbage.

Liam: [read at 11:09pm]