#ft. mason

[gwyndolence]

Gwyn bit his lip at the feeling of those strong, broad hands settling on his hips -- very promising, as was the way Mason leaned into him with that ravenous look in the wolf's pretty eyes. The sith nearly expected a kiss and would've happily taken one there and then if his officer had gone for it, but soon he was laughing as Mason scooped him up instead, winding his arms around his neck and his legs dutifully around his waist when he was bidden. "Do try," Gwyn purred, squeezing his thighs tight to Mason's sides, "But I think I can manage if you don't." The sith had always been drawn to how hot Mason's kind ran and now was no exception, glorying in the warmth he could feel even through the wolf's clothes. He turned his face into his neck as he was carried, trusting Mason to lead them wherever he wished, pressing his lips below the curve of Mason's ear and down his throat to nip at the fragile skin there. Could he leave a bruise on this one, after all? The collar made it an interesting proposition to try.

The need Mason felt was growing by the second, his hazel eyes watching every movement Gwyn made, settling on him as he sat on the bar, those long legs draping either side of him. "That's for me to know, and you to find out," he answered, voice low and tone laced with arousal as he felt the other's boot against his thigh. Mason stood, placing his hands either side of Gwyn's hips, effectively pinning him in place on the bar as he leant in close, eyes dropping to those lovely lips before meeting the sith's gaze. Since being turned into a werewolf, Mason was all muscle and raw strength, which worked well with his tall, six-foot-three frame. With no effort whatsoever, the officer's arm moved around Gwyn's slim waist and lifted him from the bar, but made sure those legs wrapped around his waist. "I'll try and return you in one piece," he murmured with a little smirk as he carried Gwyn out of the bar and towards Raph's house in the village which was far closer.

[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."

[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.

[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)

[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

[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.

[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.

[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."

[shadowbrn]

❝ can two people try out together? ❞ — madison davenport & nick robinson as madison & mason mccarthy ( as featured on @shadowbrn )

mutuals may interact.

[handsmotif]

when we fucking Get you

[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?

[acrossxthexclasses]

@mccallofthewild started this here

Miguel has never been the best with social interactions. It just wasn't something that came naturally to him. And unfortunately? At school once you were labeled a outcast, you were practically treated like the plague. Over time, Miguel told himself that he didn't care. That he preferred this. But today? Someone had actually approached him. He's seen him in class, although the two never spoke.

He had tried to push the other man away, convinced that this was some type of joke or prank. It's not uncommon for that to happen, unfortunately. But when the other began kissing him? It began to become harder and harder to think. The submissive and touch starved boy quickly falling into his desires. And in no time? Miguel found himself on his back in a couch in a secluded corner of the party. His clothes were stripped off of him, leaving both of them bare as Mason continued pounding his ass. Miguel's legs and arms were wrapped around Mason, the man letting out cute little moans and whimpers of pleasure into Mason's mouth as he continued fucking his ass. Miguel's own hands explored Mason's body, trying to pleasure the other man as best as he could with his inexperienced body and hands. Fuck...This felt so good.

[esmaxdemirci]

💭 + Mason

"Well, he's fucking hot I'll give him that. Do I have him pussy whipped? Highly likely, poor dude doesn't know what he's in for, none of them do."

@masoncambridge