#mason x ani

[stitchandani]

Headcanon: It takes Mason a long while to admit his feelings for Ani, and a large part of that is guilt. He's ashamed of how he treated her when they were young, and is convinced that makes him unworthy of her. The ohana thankfully talks him out of that mindset

Doverstar

This is very sweet and I like it! The only thing is, Mason and Ani have reconciled about his bullying long before they’re teenagers. During the story of Stitch and Ani, Mason and Kai both grow (as characters should do in stories) and learn, and part of that is changing their relationships with each other from bad to better. So Mason and Ani have been friends for years before romantic feelings start springing up!

That said, Mason does think very, very highly of Ani when they’re teenagers, and he does think that she’s out of his league romantically because she’s so kind, and so loving, and in his eyes he’s still far from the person she deserves to be with long-term. That’s not what keeps him from admitting his feelings; dumb boyish nerves keep him from that. Ani isn’t perfect - he doesn’t think she’s perfect - but he does think she could do a lot better than him, and once members of the family know how serious his feelings are for Ani, they do have to talk him out of self-deprecation a little bit. (Mostly Nani, David, and Pleakley.) Not just because it’s untrue, but because that line of thinking is silly and unproductive. If he wants to be better, he should work at it, and accept help, and not just because he likes a girl!

Little does Mason know he’s just right for Ani by the time they’re teenagers - and when she does begin to reciprocate, she can’t imagine it being anyone else!

[tsuutarr]

You were worried that your move to the countryside would be difficult, but your new farmer neighbor is just so kind. He’s always helping you out around the house and knows exactly when you’re in trouble to the point that you’re pretty sure he has a sixth sense (or cameras around your house, but he’s too sweet to do that). In fact, he’s just so sweet that he gives you plenty of tasty things to eat every week – his homemade meals are delicious, filled with love and something else. 

Cream soup, cream pasta, cream puffs… not to mention the creamy milk from his farm – they’re all just so tasty! You’ve asked him for recipes before, but he only winked and said, “Family secret,” with a smile.

Still, you can’t be too disgruntled, not when he’s always treating you so well. “This is delicious!” you say one day, eating one of the éclairs he’s gifted you. “Seriously, how do you cook so well?”

“Experience,” he chuckles, using his thumb to brush some custard cream off of your face. Gently, he presses his thumb to your lips, a small smile on his face. “Now, it’s not nice to waste food, yeah?”

You instinctively lick the cream off of his thumb, making his eyes darken despite his lingering smile.

“Next time, Sugar, y’should come over to my house – I’ll make sure you leave all full and satiated.”

Eagerly, you nod. You can hardly resist his invitation – not when his food is so, so good.

And maybe, this time, you’ll finally get to see what makes him such a great cook.

[rafeandonlyrafe]

unexpected consequences

words: 700

warnings: 18+ only!, smut, p in v sex, condoms breaking, pregnancy/breeding talk, unprotected p in v sex, established relationship, mention of marriage

“oh fuck, yeah.” you moan out, fingers gripping rafes shoulders. “right-right there.”

your moans are extra loud today, having been apart from rafe for nearly a week after he had business out of the country. rafe is just as pent up as you, thrusting harshly into your cunt to the chorus of his grunts.

“close.” rafe warns, but you could tell anyways by the swelling of his cock that he wouldn’t last long.

“oh my god, yes.” you moan out, back arching off the bed as your release pushes through your body, cumming with a final shout of your boyfriends name.

rafe drops his head into your neck as he cums inside of you, pushing as deeply as he can as your cunt pulses around him. you wrap your arms around his shoulders and press soft kisses to his head while rafe pants through his orgasm, until you shift slightly and feel it inside of you.

“rafe, pull out.” you shove at his shoulder, causing him to look up in concern, but he slips his softening cock out.

“what is it baby?” rafe asks. you look down at the condom he always wears, where theres always a bit of white cum gathered at the tip, but this time it looks practically empty, like he just rolled it on.

“rafe.” you hit his shoulder, causing him to flinch and look down.

“wha-” rafe suddenly realizes the issue, rolling himself off the bed as he walks into the bathroom, no doubt to inspect the condom and tell you what you already know is true.

“it broke.” rafe says when he comes out a moment later.

“i know.” you admit, shifting your hips from side to side again. “i can tell.”

“im so sorry baby.” rafe says with a sigh, laying on the bed next to you but not pulling you into his arms, not sure if you want to be touched.

“its okay.” you hum softly, mind still reeling. “you didn’t know.”

“what are we gonna do?” rafe asks, knowing you’re not on birth control due to affecting other medication you’re on.

“well, i can take a plan b in the morning…” you say quietly. 

“or.” rafe encourages you to continue, able to tell that you aren’t finished.

“or we could wait and see. i mean i probably won’t get pregnant just from one time, right?” you shrug.

“what about if it does take? and you’re pregnant?” rafe asks, looking at your tummy.

as if you’re thinking the same thing, you lay your hand over your stomach, knowing that even if you are pregnant there is nothing in there yet, but the thought alone has you rubbing gently over your skin. “i don’t know.” you admit.

“i want to keep it.” rafe blurts out. “if-if you are pregnant.” rafe can’t take not touching you any longer, pulling you close to him and tangling your limbs together.

“are you sure?” you raise your eyebrows. you think rafe would be an amazing father, knowing how protective he is of you, and how he strives every day to take even better care of you. “we are so young.”

“i love you. i want to be with you, i want a family with you. why not start now?” rafe questions. he won’t admit it to you yet, but he’s been thinking about taking the next step, having even gone ring shopping to see his options. “besides-” rafe smiles, “why are you trying to talk me out of it? you’ve always wanted kids.”

you grin back at him. “i know.” you let a giggle free, feeling giddy about the possibility. you’ve always wanted to become a mom, especially because you have so many younger siblings. “so, are we doing this?”

“yes.” rafe says definitively, pulling you in for a kiss, a comforting one that you truly need.

“oh my god, im so excited.” you break the kiss to mumble against his lips.

rafe nods in agreement, lowering a hand between your bodies to touch your stomach. “probably too early to start talking to your tummy, huh?” 

“definitely. i mean, we don’t even know if i’m pregnant, it may take a couple tries…” you trail off, hoping rafe gets your intention.

“well, i will just have to keep cumming inside you.” rafe shrugs. “in fact, we shouldn’t take any chances and i should fill you up again right now.”

rafes hand lowers from your stomach to your thigh as he grabs your flesh and pulls your leg over his hip, spreading your thighs for him as your cunt rubs up against his quickly hardening cock.

“rafe!” you shout with a laugh, but don’t stop him as he begins to grind his cock into your core.

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[phantoms-world-and-more]

Danny and Sam cause chaos at a gala

So Sam is forced to one of her families galas, and Danny is also forced to go because he had convinced Jack and Maddie that it would be good for his future carer

Sam and Danny find this out after complaining to each other, once they realised they were both going to the same gala they started planning

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Every member of the Batfam hated galas with a passion and Jason had thought he got out of this one when he got an alert that Joker was crashing Wayne gala

He was annoyed obviously

So he didn't know how to react when as he arrived 2 teenagers were half beating the shit out of joker and half dancing

All the goons were stuck to walls and furniture, and all the gala attendants were perfectly fine, there was also phineas and ferb songs and my little pony songs playing in the background

A girl in a poofy purple dress with knee-high combat boots was dancing to the cartoon songs while stomping on the jokers back

And a black-haired teen in a ripped-up suit with mismatched combat boots was dancing with the girl while kicking the joker's teeth in

He started recording...

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Sam and Danny planned for a week, they would sneak in and set up speakers with my little pony and Phineas and Ferb songs, 2 sets of combat boots and a Fenton blaster modified to shoot a glue like substance

So in the middle of the gala Sam and Danny started their playlist

They gave no fucks

For the first 15 minutes, they were just smashing furniture(their rich they can pay) and giving people the finger while dancing with each other to cartoon songs

Then they hopped up on tables and started firing their Fenton blasters everywhere

It was the best

So like hell they were stopping just because Bobo the wannabe clown decided to drop by

[chelseachilly]

hey!! it's officially been just over a year since i created this blog and wanted to do something as a little celebration of that. i never thought i would spend so much of my time thinking and reading about footballers but very grateful for the little community on here that's still obsessing and writing about my chelsea (and former chels) boys 💓

i do have some more fics of my own in the works (check out my masterlist to see the ones i've written so far) but in the meantime, i wanted to share some of my favourites i've read! this definitely isn't a complete list and i'm sure i'm forgetting some, but i hope you all enjoy this compilation of wonderful fics (it's mostly ben and mase but some others as well!)

ben chilwell 🩵

big news by @gagaslonina

therapy by @gagaslonina

support by @gagaslonina

the cursed last step by @carlottawllms

we'll be alright by @carlottawllms

come back stronger by @chilwellspulisic

forbidden to me by @neverinadream (18+)

my champion of europe by @babygirlbenji

that's my daddy by @babygirlbenji

snowflakes on the glass by @whorekneecentral (18+)

reunions and surprises by @tommyspeakycap

welcome to the family by @tommyspeakycap (18+)

mason mount 🤍

looking after you by @mountsmase

coming home to you by @mountsmase

mornings like this by @mountsmase (18+)

take the pain away by @pulisicsgirl

caring for you by @pulisicsgirl

breathe, you're okay by @pulisicsgirl

our life changing moment by @tsimvkas

easy with you by @carlottawllms (18+)

someone to you by @carlottawllms

the moment he knew by @carlottawllms

winter sun by @mountttmase (series, 18+)

always there by @mountttmase

home is where the heart Is + always meant to be (2-parter) by @mountttmase

ships in the night by @mountttmase

anytime you need me by @masonmtxo

thank your missus + part two by @masonmtxo

as well as every fic by @sid-vii, she's been reposting them on her new blog so i recommend you read them if you haven't already <3

christian pulisic 🩶

flustered assessments by @pulisicsgirl

sleepy by @pulisicsgirl

his girls by @pulisicsgirl

running home to your sweet nothings by @captainpulisic

is it cool that i said all that? by @captainpulisic

better with you by @tsimvkas

birthday surprise by @thoseboysinblue (18+)

be mine by @thoseboysinblue (18+)

cold hands by @thoseboysinblue (18+)

other footie boys 🖤

unauthorized posts by @gagaslonina (levi colwill)

summer getaway by @yellowkitkieran (andy robertson)

not just the physio by @tommyspeakycap (andy robertson)

feeling some type of way by @tommyspeakycap (andy robertson, 18+)

secret secrets by @gagaslonina (conor gallagher)

[multifandomsimagine]

Imagine being friends with Dodge

Walking down the sidewalk, you let out a sigh of relief when you spotted a familiar diner’s exterior. After a grueling shift at work dealing with a micromanaging boss, incompetent coworkers, and entitled customers, all you wanted to do is sit down and enjoy a nice warm meal before you headed home where you would pass out for who knows how long.

Pushing the door open, the bell announced your entrance as you stepped in, the door closing behind you with another chime. Scanning the room, you took note of how empty it was - it was pretty earlier in the morning and people were probably just waking up - before you took your usual seat at the counter. Looking at the window connected the kitchen to the seating area, your eyes meet Dodge’s blue ones. “Hey Dodge,” you said, waving at him with one hand as your other rested on the counter, propped up on one elbow, hand supporting your head.

“Hey [Name].” He gave you a nod. “You’re here earlier than usual.” You knew he wasn’t saying it like it was a bad thing but rather just commenting on it.

You were about to say something when you began hearing sizzling coming from his side. He was making you something to eat and it made you smile. Letting out a sigh, you told him: “Had to pick up someone’s shift and I just don’t want to talk about it.”

Dodge raised an eyebrow at this. “Why didn’t you just go home and sleep? You look like you’re ready to pass out from exhaustion.”

“Wow, Dodge. You really know how to make a girl feel special.”

He shook his head with a laugh. “You know I didn’t mean it like that.”

“I know; I’m just teasing.

[ellstersmash]

the beach house: chapter 3

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Fandom: The Wayhaven Chronicles Pairing: Mason x Theo West Rating: T for Teen (flashback to Murphy event, language) Words: 2,639 [Read on Ao3] Unit Bravo take to the beach to recruit some merfolk. Theo earns her keep and Mason proves Adam wrong. | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 |

Theo wakes to a soft knock on the door, her cheek hot and a little sticky as she peels it off Mason’s chest.

Nate pops his head in and drops Mason’s bag just inside, eyes averted. “Adam has spotted signs of the merfolk a few miles down the coast. You two should get dressed and join us—unless you’d prefer to spend the entire mission in here, of course.”

Theo stretches and pretends to consider it, but Mason rolls out from under her. “Thanks, Nate,” he says. “We’ll be right there.”

Right there is a bit optimistic, considering they both need to wash up again. With a little water and a comb, Theo tames her hair into something resembling a braid, and throws on the first thing she yanks from her bag. It’s a sundress, but it’s comfortable, and if she’s remembering correctly, plans A through C do not involve fighting. Besides, she can kick ass in a dress if she has to—that is, if merfolk even have asses. Do fish? She makes a note to look it up later.

Nate, Mason, and Felix are waiting for her in the living room.

“Ooh, pretty,” Felix croons and slings an arm around her shoulder. “You dressing up for me, Agent West Jr.? Or maybe someone else…?”

“Someone else,” Theo says. “Adam won’t know what hit him. Where’s our guy?”

“Outside,” Nate says, while Felix mimes a dagger twist to his heart and throws himself dramatically against the wall. “We don’t know how quickly they’re moving or if they will choose to make contact.”

“Or if they even know we’re here,” Felix adds.

Mason shrugs and heads out the door. “Time to find out.”

It’s still dark outside, but the clouds have dissipated, allowing the moon to cast a silver glow that glitters across the waves. And it’s cooler than before, Theo notes with a shiver. She spots Adam standing near the shore, arms crossed and shoulders tense.

“We should spread out,” he says as they reach him. “They will likely realize what we are as they draw near and are unlikely to approach us as a group. We will also have a better chance of spotting them from multiple vantage points.”

Nate nods his agreement. “I’ll head north,” he says before striding off.

Adam turns to Mason. “If I send you and Theo south, can I trust you to both keep her safe and complete the mission?”

A thick tension rises between the two, Mason glaring at their leader as Adam holds his hard gaze, unflinching as ever. Theo resists the urge to shrink back, feeling very much like a child fallen in a lion enclosure near mealtime.

“Why the fuck would you ask me that?”

“I am asking about your priorities because you abandoned your watch early—”

“By four minutes.” Theo interjects, and Adam turns his disapproval her way.

“Yes, after he spent who knows how long distracted from his responsibilities.”

“That’s bullshit,” Mason says. “I can multitask just fine and you know that.”

Felix warily steps in. “Adam, I’m sure they’ll be fine.”

“Of course we’ll be fine, and of course we’ll do our goddamn jobs.” Mason stalks off, clearly still fuming. “Let’s go.”

Theo shoots Felix a grateful smile, then shoves her hands in her pockets and hurries to catch up and keep pace. They walk down the beach in a charged silence, smothered by the sound of the wind and the sea. Occasionally, Theo casts her eyes across the water’s surface, squinting at every odd shape and shadow, which all turn out to be nothing more than waves breaking as they near the shore.

Mason stops. “This is far enough.”

“You sure?” Theo asks, peering back in the direction of the house. “I think I can still see Adam.” Or a trick of the light on the dunes, one of the two.

He scoffs. “Et tu?”

“What?”

“Forget it. Yes, Theo, I’m sure.”

Theo bumps him with her hip. “You know I have the utmost faith in you, right?”

His expression doesn’t soften, but his eyes do. 

“And so do the others, Adam included. He obviously woke up on the wrong side of the coffin.”

That earns her a smile. “Quit distracting me.”

But he’s the one who has all her attention. Theo may not be as good a multitasker as Mason, but for the next fifteen minutes or so, she is outwardly diligent even as she fights the gravity of his presence. She watches the water instead of the wisps of dark hair that escape his low bun and whip across his face. She keeps her hands deep in her pockets instead of sliding them into his. She ignores the scent of her soap mingling with that of his skin and the briny air.

Yet another movement out on the water draws her gaze. She’s still trying to decide if it’s anything or nothing when Mason says, “Look alive,” and Theo freezes, heart racing.

A rounded shape rises up from the water’s surface, the being’s face in shadow but framed by long wet hair that drapes down to the sides, like a veil disappearing into the inky blackness of the sea. As Theo calms herself and regains control of her limbs, another appears to the left of the first—then another, slightly behind them. She recalls something from the brief about their sense of hearing not working well above water and slowly removes her hands from her pockets to hold them up, spreading her fingers wide to make it clear she doesn’t intend to harm them.

“Hello. My name is Agent Theo West, and this is Specialist Agent Mason,” she calls out, carefully enunciating each word. “We’re with the Agency.”

None of the merfolk react.

“Can you understand me?” she asks, louder this time, and hopes to whatever god is listening they can. If they need a translator, she’s screwed until Nate arrives, and he may not even know he should be booking his ass over here yet.

“We understand,” the first says in a musical voice, and all three advance. At first, they move with a gentle weaving motion, back and forth like sharks do, then it shifts to a more humanlike gait. By the time the water is shallow enough to stand, they each walk on two legs. All have long hair in shades of teal and blue and green that blur toward black in the faint predawn light, and all are lovely in an otherworldly way.

All three are also super naked—a fact she files away to appreciate later and does her best to ignore for the moment.

They stop when the first, presumably their leader, reaches the water’s edge.

“My name is impossible to say above-waves, but you may call me Ciraith.”

“Ciraith,” Theo repeats. “Pleasure to meet you.” Mason grunts from behind her.

“We know of your Agency,” Ciraith says, then extends a long, slender arm to point at Theo. “And we have heard of you as well. What you can do.” Their large dark eyes are fixed on Theo’s own as they tilt their head, sending silken strands of hair cascading down one shoulder as if made of water themselves. They breathe deep as if savoring the lungfuls of air. “And what you have become.”

For a full and eternal second, Murphy’s needles are back in her arms, his foul compound raging through her veins, narrowing her sense of the outside world to pain and rust and his sharp aftershave, before she blinks hard and snaps back to the present. The merfolks’ features may be mostly humanoid, but their mannerisms are different enough to set Theo on edge. She can’t read Ciraith’s intention. Is this their idea of a warning? A threat? Or are they just making conversation?

“I can neither confirm nor deny any such statements at this time.”

“Smooth,” Mason mutters.

Ciraith takes another step forward, and Theo holds her ground. Despite feeling rather like prey for the second time in an hour, she has Mason at her back. Soon there’s no more than an arm’s length between them, and at this distance, Theo can make out starry little flecks of silver in the merperson’s eyes.

“Tell us the truth, young one,” they say, voice pitched lower and far more resonant than before. A headache threatens, a pinching pressure at Theo’s temples reminiscent of when Mason uses his compulsion around her, though not nearly so intense.

Young one. They hadn’t covered lifespans during her crash course on merfolk—or maybe she just missed that bit—and Theo can’t help but wonder how old the supernatural now standing in front of her is. But before she can ask, the pain in her head intensifies and Theo winces, pressing her fingers to her throbbing temples.

“That’s enough,” Mason growls, and the headache abates just as quickly as it came on.

Ciraith’s expression changes from rapt observation to something like amusement. It’s still hard to tell. “Confirmation of the first, at least,” they say.

“I— Yes,” Theo blurts out, dropping her hands to her side. “And?”

“How might we test the second, I wonder?”

Mason’s between them in a flash, his body inches from Ciraith’s as he shields Theo. A shout comes from the water as the other two merfolk, content to remain passive observers until now, take a few startled steps forward.

“You don’t,” Mason growls. Sounds like his fangs are out. “Back off.”

Ciraith smiles placidly but shows their pointed teeth, and Mason hisses.

Predators. Theo almost rolls her eyes. She lays a hand on Mason’s arm to try and soothe the rising tension and gently tugs him out of the way. “Ciraith, the Agency would like to meet with you in an official capacity. They will ask you to sign a treaty on behalf of your people. For their part, they offer shelter, protection, provisions, whatever you might need.”

Ciraith’s gaze stays locked on Mason’s even as they respond to Theo. “And if we do not need what they can provide?”

“I think you do. Even if you stay under forever, the ocean’s not exactly becoming a more welcoming place as time goes on.”

“Thanks to your kind.”

“Most of my kind doesn’t know you exist.” Not that knowing would stop them, she thinks. “Regardless, the Agency won’t force you to sign. It can’t hurt to hear them out.”

“Perhaps not. They offer these things in exchange for our subservience?”

“No.” Theo shakes her head. “They only ask for peace.” Then she adds, too honestly: “As far as I know, anyway.”

Ciraith’s brow furrows, then smooths as they suss out Theo’s tone. A light laughter, like the tinkling notes of a wind chime, escapes their shapely lips, and a smile more pleasant than the last lingers after the sound fades.

“Very well.”

The stale air Theo has been holding in reserve since this encounter began whooshes out of her lungs in relief. “OK,” she says, not sure what happens from here.

“Our people will remain in this area for two days’ time. We will watch this stretch of sand. Send your Agency here and we will meet with them.”

Theo nods. “I will. Thank you, Ciraith.”

The three merfolk move as one to return to the deep, and Theo notices a shimmer on their skin—or scales, perhaps—as the first full light of sunrise spills across the horizon. As they had spoken together, the sky had gone rose and lavender and gold, warming the shallows to a luminous green.

Ciraith looks back and catches her eye, then silently disappears beneath the surface.

Sheer relief washes over Theo and she turns to look at Mason, unable to keep the grin from her face any longer. He’s still glaring at the spot where the merfolk vanished, but finally relaxes and almost smiles back when Theo whoops and jumps into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist and hugging him tight.

“We fucking did it!” she says, maybe a bit high on her success. “Suck it, Adam!”

“I actually did very little,” Mason points out, “other than keep you from being dragged to the seafloor and eaten.”

“Yeah, but that’s really important. I hate getting eaten.” She leans back and caresses his cheeks, one then the other, and adds, “Nonconsensually, anyway.”

The others reach them and Theo twists to high-five Felix.

“Did you guys see that?” she asks and kicks her feet in uncontainable excitement. “Did you see me totally win that negotiation?”

“A negotiation is not a contest,” Adam says, expression stony as usual, “and therefore it cannot be won.” But he does nod to Mason, who almost imperceptibly nods back.

Felix groans and rolls his eyes. “What do you even mean? Winner’s the one who gets more.”

“By that definition, I did not win,” Theo points out.

“Well, you got what we came here to get! So yeah, you won. Ignore Adam, he’s just mad because he didn’t get to talk to the pretty fish people. He made us watch the whole thing from back there so we didn’t intimidate them, and it was going so well, but then shit almost hit the fan and I was like, ‘Oh, damn, she doesn’t have this,’ but then you totally did.” He high-fives her again, then Mason.

Nate smiles as his gaze shifts from her to Mason, then back. “Yes, well done to the both of you. You two made an excellent team, though that should hardly be a surprise at this point. Wouldn’t you agree, Adam?”

Lips pressed tightly together at the light rebuke only Nate could ever get away with, Adam grunts in reluctant agreement.

Theo hugs Mason one last time, smashing her cheek into his neck, then pushes at his shoulder.

“OK,” she says. “I’m sorry I freaked out. I’m good now, you can let me down.”

“What if I don’t want to?”

“Then I shall graciously allow you to carry me all the way back down the beach.”

“No, I don’t think I will.” 

His grip tightens into unforgiving steel as he gives her a frighteningly self-satisfied smirk, then walks directly into the surf—boots, jeans, t-shirt, sneakers, sundress, and all.

“Wait! Waitwait wait—”

The last of her protests is swallowed as he dunks them underwater, and when she surfaces to find him soaking wet and shivering right along with her, all she can do is laugh. A yell of “Make room!” comes from the shore, and she whirls around just in time to see Felix charging in after them, stripping shoes and pieces of clothing off as he goes.

“Come on, you two!” Theo yells. “Water’s fine.” 

She yanks her waterlogged shoes off and lobs them up onto the sand. One doesn’t quite make it, bouncing back to drift freely in the swash until Nate rescues it. He shares a long look with Adam, one of their unspoken conversations, then grins and shrugs off his jacket. He’s got a zillion layers, and is meticulous about folding each one he removes, but ages later he finally wades in to join them in just a pair of boxers she can tell are expensive.

“Wow,” he says, hugging his arms tight to his body. “So, by ‘fine,’ you meant ‘freezing.’”

“You’ll warm up.” Theo rears back to splash him, but Felix comes out of nowhere to scoop her up by the waist with a feral yell and dunk her backward.

“Oh, that’s war.” Mason dives toward Felix, who darts around Nate, who tries his best to avoid them both but ends up as wet as Theo would’ve gotten him in the first place. And even though Adam keeps watch from the beach, nice and dry and tactically superior, Theo swears she can see his ass unclench, and maybe even a hint of a smile.

[mzannthropy]

How about, instead of Sam Claflin playing Finnick's dad in a prequel, he plays older Finnick in a sequel, living happily with Annie and their son (played by that same young actor you guys fancast as 14yo Finnick). Suzanne massively blundered by killing him in the books and the films didn't correct this, but there's still a chance: they could just say that the story told in the original trilogy was wrong. This could also be a good way to show what the rest of characters got up to, like Johanna, Gale, Effie etc.

[stitchandani]

So is there a specific event that causes Mason's attitude towards Ani to change, or is it a gradual softening that just happens over time?

Doverstar

It is technically a gradual softening, but there are also moments that cause that to happen. A lot of it comes with Mason growing as a character and maturing and changing in general, and the fact that Ani herself has truly always been kind to him when he didn’t deserve it.

The thing is, Mason has been a friend of the family for years, and to the kids (Ani, Kai, and Mason himself), that’s basically forever. So even though when he’s little, Mason is a brat, he’s still considered a ‘friend’, kind of, in the back of Ani’s mind, and from Mason’s POV, Ani has always just kinda been there, even though she was the object of Mason and Kai’s teasing and contempt.

But when they get older, Mason has learned some things and changed a lot, and he’s much kinder and he and Ani and Kai are all genuinely ride-or-die for each other. On Hawai’i, the word ohana does mean family, but it’s a broader sense. It’s a specific kind of affection, and it can be your friends, your biological family, anyone you’re tight with. Kai and Ani are cousins, and Mason is their friend, but they’re ohana.

So a crush blossoms out of that, eventually, of course, between Mason and Ani.

As far as moments go, the necklace moment is one of them, but others will be shown in art, fic, and post form! I loved this question!

[avadmortain]

book3 M…… they are everything to me.

[hockybish]

What are some traits/quirks that the Au babies got from their parents?

idk if i've answered this correctly. but here ya go :) if anyone wants to help develop any of the kiddos more I would love that. I have ideas about them and that refects in how much I have written about them.

Freddie looks like a Hughes. She is tall and a bit lanky like Luke and has Luke's curly hair but it is ginger like Maisie's. She is more out going than both her parents almost like her uncle Jack and Auntie Lola

Axel is shorter and quieter and introverted like Maisie. He's not big on sports, but he does like art and music, things that Maisie likes.

Freja likes spending as much time as she can outside. She likes nature and adventures kinda like Nico. She also gets her looks for Nico too.

Lars likes everything neat and in it's place like Svea does. He likes rules and structure (one reason he's so facinated with Mollie Rempe). He looks like the Bratt side of the family, especially Filip.

I'm still working on figuring these two out, if anyone has any ideas let me know!

Mollie is a complete chaos child. Like I said she runs around in a tutu whacking people with a hockey stick, and then lets her Aunties, GiGi, and Mama know how pretty they are. I'm pretty sure Matt was chaotic too when he was a kid. I mean according to sources he threw himself down the stairs on purpose, Mollie has defintely done that. She loves the rough and tumble of hockey and likes being a pretty ballerina princess she gets that from both her parents. Mollie also has Matt's eyes

Ema is a daddy's girl. Like she is obsessed with Matthew, but where as Freja will share her Papa with people Ema will not! That is her Daddy, no one can have him. Especially not Mommy.

Jace is more cockier and bold when playing his sport. He's a good chirper. He liked both basketball and hockey, but feels pushed to play hockey more because his dad's the coach. He tends to be a bit mean at times.

Sure Callen is a hockey boy, and a musician. Like Matthew, he picked up the guitar and is a complete romantic. He watches Matt with Nico and takes notes. He and his older brother are more of a mix between between their parents looks wise. They can look one direction and look like Matthew and the other direction and look like Nico.

All five Zegras boys are almost carbon copies of Trevor. Zephyr's and Izzy's eyes are a different color. Zephyr is everyone's best friend, he's nice to everyone and an empath which wears on him a lot. Percy is stubborn kind of like Bean and the shortest of the boys, and likes fighting. Evan and Rion got Trevor's goofy behavior. They're mischiveous little stinkers who like to play pranks on people. And Izzy, is laid back and easy going.

The Hughes kiddos (Hattie, Beck, Eden) are a healthy mixture of both mom (you) and Quinn. They look like each other and you can tell who they are.

Zuzu has the same dry sense of humor that Mason has and the same unruly curly dark hair.

Lacey has the dark hair too but her's has more wave to it like Lola's.

[thedelicatearcher]

feel free to send some requests or talk about any thg character on my asks! i love talking about them i can't shut up

[solar-halos]

another ai art update: i’m so pissed off. i saw a pic of someone with pearls on their cheek, except no i didn’t. it was ai generated. i saw that pic and went, oh. so district 4 coded. looked at the caption and saw the hashtags and went oh. this isn’t actually real. woe is me. woe is us. so in retaliation i’ve made an johanna/annie illustration (you can tell they’re in love bc there’s a heart)

[laurelsalexis]

Honestly, my favorite ship is always two people in the most complicated, painful marriage possible. I love when they hurt each other and have to build back up from the depths of hell because no one else is ever gonna understand them.

[gabbysdawsons]

➣ going home 

Mason Buckley & Sophie Marshall

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[kerrslvr]

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