#ft. mason

[gwyndolence]

Gwyn's answering moans rang out in the alley as Mason took the incentive and truly began to use the sith as he clearly longed to, the master burying his face in the curve of his arm where it braced him against the wall. That might have muffled his crying out, but it did nothing to quiet the filthy, rythmic sounds of Mason's hips slapping against his arse, the wet sound of his cock plunging in and out of the hybrid. It was a greedy, hungry pace and Gwyn did everything he could to encourage it, pressing back into each thrust with a needy whine as much as the wolf's grip would let him, not even thinking to put a hand on his own aching cock.

The sith urging him not to hold back, to fuck harder, really had Mason's resolve quickly breaking down. The wolf side of him was incredibly hard to control when it came to sex, always wanting to fuck and destroy and breed despite him not being an alpha. He growled at the feeling of Gwyn's hand gripping at his hip, his pace picking up as he roughly slammed his cock into the sith over and over, pinning him firm against the wall with a now clawed hand still curled in Gwyn's hair as he grit his teeth and fucked. There was nothing gentle about it as he shoved his length into the warm hole over and over again, chasing the orgasm that he so desperately needed.

[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."

[itsisla-dubois]

the clink of her keychains was the only noise living in the car for a moment as she allowed the tension to take up the moment. her steel eyes glanced over his features as his hand rested against her. "you know something?" her voice was a low, seductive-like song. isla leaned her body a bit closer to him and allowed her lips to ghost over his skin. just as her lips were millimeters from his once again, she quickly sat back in her seat and started the car. "I knew you wouldn't." her lips soon turned into a wicked little smirk.

the ride was filled with wandering touches and teasing quips. and that didn't end once they entered her penthouse apartment. the dance bag she had been carrying fell to the floor with a soft thud, one that alerted the white french bulldog puppy resting on the ornate pink chaise. the dog soon ran over to his owner, the clasp on his bow collar ringing like a bell the entire way over. "louie! nous jouerons plus tard, bébé." she reassured him with a pet, the french slipping off her tongue with a certain silkiness. she glanced over at mason with a smile. "he won't bite. he's more likely to annoy you for attention." the laugh that followed soaked in the same elegance her very aura gave off.

"would you like something to drink?" isla asked as she walked over to the bar area. her hands quickly got to work letting her hair free from the slick bun atop her head. and, as perfect as a moment in a movie, her hair soon fell against her shoulders with a light curl left behind from the restrictive style. an old reliable for a reason. "you know, a little harder than coffee?"

Mason’s fingers lingered where hers had just been, the touch still leaving an imprint on his skin. He let out a quiet, almost inaudible laugh, his lips curling into a smile that matched the warm feeling spreading through his chest. "You know I’m all in," he said, his voice low, a promise wrapped in that simple certainty. His eyes followed her every movement, the way she pulled him back in just before he could fully pull away—effortlessly. "You’re teasing me now," he added with a half-smirk, his gaze sliding to the pink Beetle, so out of place yet somehow perfectly fitting the mood. The contrast between the car’s bright, cheerful presence and the tension between them made him want to stay in this moment forever.

When she moved to unlock the car, the way she pulled him back in was almost too much—too tempting, too easy to fall into. He leaned in, just barely, brushing his lips against hers, savoring the closeness, the sweet hint of her scent. "I’m sure," he murmured, his voice thick with that desire to be near her. "But coffee can wait, especially when you make things so hard to resist." Mason’s fingers drummed lightly against the doorframe of the car as he stood there, eyes on her as she slid into the driver's seat, her playful smirk sending a thrill down his spine.

He stepped forward, finally opening the passenger door, leaning against it with a slow, deliberate grin. "You really think I’d walk away from this?" He raised an eyebrow, his own mischievousness now matching hers. "Not a chance." And with that, he slid into the seat beside her, his hand brushing hers once more, this time with a quiet certainty. "Let’s go."

[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

[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.

[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 / 11 months / 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.

[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.

[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?

[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."