#ft. mason

[hayesarcher]

closed starter | @masonxjames

"You good? I know this shit has to suck but keep your chin up Mason - wait I didn't even think about that. What am I supposed to call you now? You still going by Mason?" The night at Babylon had been a lot for so many reasons and the ripples of the night were still spilling out. Hayes was now very much aware that Mason had been targeted because of the Syndicate and he had no desire to be next. "The fuck are we supposed to do about all of this?"

[detectivegoldstein]

📝Mason

Their first impression:

"Man this kid is fuckin' weird. Hope he doesn' get killed goin' out here as often as he does."

Their current impression:

"Kid's still weird, but he's got a good heart."

What they like the most about your muse:

The fact Mason is so bizarre. It might be because James grew up as an outcast, but he feels a particular affinity towards weirdos. Also admires the other's kind hearted nature, especially toward animals.

What they dislike the most about your muse:

How little Mason regards sunset at times. It drives James up a wall worrying, especially since he can't be back out in the woods, doing his full ranger job.

What your muse is for them ( Friend, lover, rival ecc.):

An acquaintance, though one that's cared about

A general opinion of their relationship:

An odd pair that on paper shouldn't work, but the universe is full of surprises.

If applicable, something they wish to reveal:

N/A

[ghostsbrokenbyfairytales]

📝 Kirby/Mason

Their first impression:

"he looks very quiet and shut off i don't think he'd want to be friends with me because i'm literally the opposite of that and i feel like that would scare him??"

Their current impression:

"he's actually one of my good friends who likes to hang out with me at the cemetery for hours and just silently look up at the sky. sometimes he'll smoke with me which is cool, don't tell conrad that though."

What they like the most about your muse:

how he always seems to befriend every critter he comes in contact with.

What they dislike the most about your muse:

that he doesn't talk to people when he's struggling. they feel like he deserves to be heard with whatever he wants to say he just needs to gain the confidence to actually say it.

What your muse is for them ( Friend, lover, rival ecc.):

a brother

A general opinion of their relationship:

they never thought they'd ever be friends but now that they are they wouldn't trade the friendship for anything.

If applicable, something they wish to reveal:

"you and conrad should actually talk about what happened. sometimes i wanna just lock you two in a room until you have a heart to heart so you both stop blaming yourselves about what happened and just be glad that you're still here."

[gwyndolence]

Gwyn didn't have any breath to catch, but he remained right where the wolf at put him, basking in the satisfaction of their rough romp as he grinned lazily back at him. He twitched just a little against Mason's probing fingers, then relaxed and leaned back into them with a heady sigh. "Who's to say I won't figure out where to find you?" The sith shot back, all too entertained by the game they were clearly still playing as he leaned his cheek against the wall, "I'll come right after and take exactly what I want from you, sweetheart. I might not even bother to pull you into an alley first."

As much as Mason hadn't wanted to pull out of the other's warm, tight hole, he really wanted to see if Gwyn would try and keep his cum inside him, or let it spill out and drip down his thighs. Both options were equally appealing to the werewolf. He groaned softly, running his hands over Gwyn's ass, slipping his finger between his cheeks so he could feel the other's tight, wet hole which was firmly clenched to keep his seed inside. "Would that be disappointing to you?" He asked softly with a smirk. "If I left you here, alone and full of my cum, leaving you wanting more?"

[solar-halos]

in my mind annie never broke the habit of snatching clothes from her lovers (aka finnick and johanna) and i think the contrast could be cute. like all of finnicks clothing is oversized on her and johanna’s are too small (she makes it work either way)

[silascody]

closed: @masoncambridge

where: lavender haze smoke shop

"What's up neighbor," Silas greets when it clicks for him why the other man in the smoke shop looked familiar to him, a second glance at him making him realise that he wasn't just browsing like Silas was, he was working.

"Got any good new strains in? Toke and take you to another planet type shit."

[littlcfreaks-archive]

ubering had been a good call, he had to admit it (even if he didn't verbally say as much to mason), the fact that he was three drinks in and currently waving the bartender down for a fourth was a good enough sign. once the bartender brought his drink to him, his attention easily slid back onto mason, eyes tilting up playfully, "so - you drunk enough to dance yet? or you wanna just watch me dancing from here?" @cocained

[itsisla-dubois]

"am I detecting some jealousy in your voice, mister cambridge?" she asked in a teasing, yet alluring tone. stormy eyes glanced up at him while a playful smirk played on her lips before she turned her attention back to louie. "did you hear that, dear? you're making him jealous because I'm paying attention to you and not him. silly, silly boy." the french was wrapped in a baby-voiced tone as she continued to shower the excitable puppy in affection, her eyes taking moments to steal glances at him. though she soon sent louie on his way with a small peck on his head and a command to go sit in his very ornate, very pink bed.

"maybe you should work harder keeping my attention." she mused with a joking lilt as she rose back up and walked over to him. "then I wouldn't get so distracted." just as she leaned in, she quickly moved past him and locked her door. "just a thought."

as he spoke, isla quickly got to work grabbing two glasses out of her cupboard. as he entered her space, she allowed herself to brush against him, their dance back in motion. "could you?" the question was thick with both an invitation and a challenge. "I don't know if you'd be up for it." though she continued focusing her attention on crafting the cocktails, the feeling of his eyes on her was all she could think about. the thrill of knowing he was completely entranced was her favorite type of high. "as you wish, sir."

the clear alcohol mixed into the reddish concoction as she poured a double (and a half, if she was being honest) shot of vodka into the glass before giving it a quick stir. "there you are." the drink was soon pressed into his hand, her fingers tracing over his skin before parting.

her short frame was soon draped across her couch as the blonde made herself at home, though the positioning of each limb was like an art piece: elegant yet effortless. "so, what have you been up to, these days? how many grand adventures are you having without me?" the smirk that followed her words gave away that the last part was nothing but a tease.

Mason's eyes followed her every movement, the flicker of amusement in his gaze never leaving as Isla closed the distance, her teasing so palpable that he could practically taste it in the air. When she pulled back and started the car, he let out a soft chuckle, leaning back in his seat with a lazy smirk. "You know me too well, don't you?" he muttered, his voice low and calm, but the edge of anticipation was still there, hanging between them like an electric current.

The car ride was a slow burn, filled with touches that promised much more, each one igniting something just under the surface. He wasn’t in any rush, though—he could wait. And when they finally arrived at her penthouse, the moment didn't exactly get any less charged. He followed her inside, looking around at the ornate space, a quiet admiration behind his steady gaze.

When Louie ran up to her, he couldn’t help but grin at the little dog’s enthusiasm, shaking his head slightly. "Looks like I’m the second most important thing in the room, huh?" he joked, watching her pet the dog with that same effortless grace. The way she spoke in French, the lilting quality of her voice, made it hard to focus on anything else for a moment, but he snapped back to attention when she turned toward him again.

"Something to drink?" he repeated, voice steady but with a hint of humor. He leaned against the doorframe, his eyes never straying far from her as she worked her hair loose. The way it fell perfectly, even after the restriction of the bun, had him shaking his head with quiet appreciation.

"Harder than coffee? You sure about that?" He took a step closer, voice lowering as the space between them closed. "I could get used to your kind of 'harder.' But you might just end up regretting it." His gaze drifted over her with a trace of mischief, his lips curling just enough to show he wasn’t entirely serious—but there was something in his tone that made it clear he was more than willing to find out. "Make it a double," he added with a chuckle, crossing his arms as he waited for her next move.

[valentincflores]

starter for: @mascncollinslocation: at the school, after having collected chairs and brought them all to the gymnasium

Val slumped against a wall in the gymnasium, slowly sliding to the ground as exhaustion made it nearly impossible to remain standing anymore. It wasn't that collecting the chairs had been that physically tiring, but the whole situation was proving especially draining for her. She was in the middle of a natural disaster, an actual emergency, and her cochlear implant had run out of battery, making it near impossible to hear. Normally, she wouldn't mind walking around not hearing for a while as it gave her brain a chance to take a bit of a break. Trying to interpret the vibrations her implant sent through her brain took a lot more focus and energy than one might think. But in this situation, where she already felt so off kilter, so unsure of what might be going on, to not be able to hear announcements made on the loud speaker, or a warning shouted in her direction, had Val constantly on edge. She felt like she was at a disadvantage and in a emergency like this, everyone needed every single advantage they could get.

Leaning her head back against the cold wall behind her, her eyelids begged to close to allow just a few minutes of rest. But Val was terrified of not being able to see if an announcement was being made or if people began to move somewhere else, knowing if she didn't see it happen, she wouldn't hear it and would likely be left behind. So she sat there, resting while she could, but refusing to let herself sleep as the night wore on.

[camercnbishop]

starter for: @mascncollins location: the school

Cam had been waiting to hear from emergency services about the transmitter radio and if they'd been able to make contact with anyone outside of the school now for forty-five minutes. With cell service being so spotty, he and Genesis had had a hard time reaching Genesis' mother to make sure she and Juliana were safe. Cam knew the chances of them being able to use the radio to communicate with individuals was slim to none, but he was hoping to get some sort of update from the rest of the town, at least. Folding his arms over his chest, he glanced over at the man standing beside him who'd been waiting just as long as him. "You got loved ones out there, too?" he asked.

[littlekittybabies]

welcome! let's meet the circus

leo valdez / 9y/o / bengal / may 1st

mason / 7y/o / black domestic shorthair / october 10th

loki / 5y/o / flame point siamese / simon's twin / april 8th

simon / 5y/o / flame point siamese / loki's twin / april 8th

delilah / 1y/o / torbie / february 14th

the big cat running this blog is named emery, uses they/it pronouns, and the term "ren" (short for parent)

all my cats are indoor only and they are all fixed.

this blog does not tolerate hate/terfs/bigots/exclusionists.

full honesty i'm bad about accidentally reblogging stuff to the wrong blog including things from my n/s/f/t blog so apologies if you see that and feel free to send an ask if see a post that seems out of place <3

[sweetsydfame]

Enjoy your time away as much as you can, once you get back your cute ass to training and work, you're going to miss those days when you could do and go wherever you wanted. i'm through that at the moment. i want to run away and have long days at the beach again. such a shame you're so far away from me, i'd be a nice company every night after a long and busy day, but meanwhile, it's okay with having some calls and FaceTime sessions, there's never a dull moment when we do that. closer and closer? that sounds better, it's been a while since we could hang out for real. but what are you doing in Seoul? i forgot it and don't take it wrong, i was focused into something else when you told me about it.

I love playing, and I do itch to get back to it when we're out of the season, but miss the freedom and more so people when I'm back to a proper schedule. Lots of you are located over sea's, and can't just jump on a plane whenever I like — don't always rely on people coming to be either, 'cause I can't just expect that from people all the time. Plus time zones are a ball ache. I mean, you're already looking in pretty fine condition, so not sure how much better you can really get on the eye. Our last FaceTime was a great time but not gunna lie, would have been so much better in person. I'll take the company over the phone, and you looked to be having fun too — didn't see you not enjoying yourself, or complaining but when I'm over your ends soon, let me stop by and we'll bring the fun in person. You'll be happy to know I'll be out there in a couple weeks. Seoul currently, then home to sort a few things out and start training, then over your side of the closer and closer to you — get ready for me.

[ghostsbrokenbyfairytales]

📝 Mason/Kirby

what animal does your muse associate with mine?

what sound reminds your muse of mine?

what setting reminds your muse of mine?

[niaxbailey]

@mascncollins Event: Halloween Party @ Golden Hour Beach Bar. A warm, loud laugh spilled from her lips as Nia took a step backward and excused herself from a conversation. Or, well, tried to. As she stepped back she felt herself bump into another solid body. Not entirely aware of her surroundings in the crowded party atmosphere. "Oh!" She spun on her heels to look up at the man she'd unintentionally fumbled into. "Shit, sorry I—" The words halted in her throat as umber eyes settled fully on the faux blue fur-clad individual stood before her. Another laugh tumbled into the night air. "Oh, I love this." Nia beamed brightly at Mason and quickly tacked on, "right! Apologizing. I was paying no attention before. You good?" She doubted her backing into the man would've done much besides maybe curse him with a bit of glitter transfer, but she asked anyway.

[gabevargas]

closed starter for @mascncollins location: rusty spur

In the few weeks Gabe had been in Briar Ridge, he had already found some great new friends. One of them sat opposite him. A chill dude named Mason Collins, someone Gabe had hit it off with instantly. It was always nice to have a friend you could have a beer with and shoot the shit without all the drama. After Halloween, it felt like everything with Benny was drama. He loved the other like he was a part of him, a vital limb he would struggle to live without. However, after kissing Leyla and the punch, things felt strained. Gabe held no resentment and knew that Benny had forgiven him, too. They had been physical many times, but it was Leyla. Gabe worried about how everything had impacted Benny and Leyla, so he tentatively kept himself scarce. Until Benny gave him the nod, he was happy to chill with Mason and forget about it all.

"There's two seconds on the clock, final quarter. You need one free throw to win the NBA finals... out of all the players ever, who are you putting up there to shoot that vital free throw?" Gabe asked, excited to see who Mason picked. Jordan was his GOAT, but you couldn't ignore Curry's stats.

[ruinedsoulsrp]

Starter for @multxfacies based on this

Annie knew that being on Instagram the day after one of Mason's games was never the brightest idea. It wasn't like he had ever given her any reason to doubt him or distrust him, and the fact that she was trusting by nature certainly helped their relationship, but that didn't mean it wasn't still difficult. Difficult to spend so much time away from him, difficult to see the literal millions of women commenting on his post about the win.

Thankfully, she was pulled from her phone by a knock at the door, and hen she opened it, her smile instantly lifted. "Hey." she greeted the very man she'd just been thinking about, leaning up on toes to reach her arms around his neck as he pulled her into a hug. "I missed you." she admitted, pressing a kiss to his cheek. "Great game yesterday."