#mason x brett

[haletostilinski]

Best Teen Wolf Ship: Round 2

[bericas]

yesterday you were in front of me; woke up this morning, all of a sudden, you're a memory.

[wolfboy88]

Roundup of my contributions for Rare Pairs Week 2023 Part 2 - The Moodboards

@thiamsxbitch tagging you in both of these because I know how much you love rare pairs ;)

[azraphels]

Brett: Smart is attractive. Educate me on something I don't know!

Nolan: The mouth of a jellyfish is also an anus.

Brett: Stop.

[livingdeadvoid]

liam: I'm gay

scott: what

hayden: what

mason: what

brett: we know

stiles: same

theo: perfect

[hoechlinsdicksblog]

Scream Kings 🪓

1. Scream Kings: Bloody fraternity

Después de regresar a la ciudad que lo vió crecer, Stiles se inscribe en una de las mejores universidades de Beacon Hills. Sin imaginar que luego de unirse a una fraternidad donde reinan las fiestas, el sexo alocado y los niños ricos; terminaría siendo acosado junto a sus compañeros por un asesino serial.

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[rosalinesurvived]

yeah yeah alright but do you think mason ever subconsiously compared brett to theo-both very very wildly differing yet similar relationships which definately played roles in mason’s mind, even if subconsiously? where brett, liam’s antagoniser, was his crush, ‘this just keeps getting better and better’ another fantastic thing about the supernatural world, something which mason idealised into golden: because he truly didn’t know brett? where again theo, liam and corey’s antagoniser, he hated and never forgave, the darker underbelly of the supernatural world and the prelude to his own mass-murdering spree, is someone mason knows and can even connect to as dread doctor experiments and therefore mason cannot idealise him because of how horrific their connection is? Brett symbolises Mason’s innocence while Theo symbolises his maturity, better or worse.

[holmesxwatson]

#holmes x watson

[randomperson351]

Tis the season - TR + LD

Summary: Liam has homework to do, Theo loves to pester him about the Christmas tree and Corey is about to have a breakdown.

Do not repost or rewrite any of my work. Minors and ageless blogs get blocked.

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"Liam?"

"Hmm?"

"Do you want this at the top or bottom?"

"What?"

Theo rolled his eyes and dropped the hand holding up the decoration. "Would you get in here so you can actually see?"

"I'm busy!"

"Not if I have anything to say about it." Theo muttered, slinking silently from the living room into the bedroom where his wolf was frantically trying to complete his English paper before his lesson on Monday. It was testament to how deep in his head he was that Liam didn't hear Theo even when he was right behind him, leaning over his shoulder to see how much more he had left to write.

"Come on sweetheart-" Theo ignored the jolt Liam gave that almost took out a row of his teeth -"the Christmas tree needs your artistic eye."

"Theo I told you, I'm busy. I have to get this paper done by tomorrow or I'll never get it done in time and I can't afford anymore extensions in school, Mrs Martin has already-"

"Done barely enough considering what you've gone through. I'm sure she'd be understanding considering the circumstances."

Liam turned his head back and looked at Theo incredulously. "What circumstances?"

"Spending our first Christmas together!"

"Theo, I can't-"

"You're too stressed, you're not thinking clearly. Come on, come and relax with me wolfie." Ending the conversation Theo plucked Liam from his chair and threw the lithe body over his shoulder, ignoring the shriek of indignation and claws digging into his back.

"Foreplay later Liam, we need to finish the tree first."

Setting the beta down on his feet in the living room Theo spun him round to see the excellent work he had already produced. Liam had to nod begrudgingly. Theo had done a good job with the tree, it was just the ornaments left to go on.

"You start the decorations, I'll get us something to drink." Theo pressed a kiss to Liam's lips and left to the kitchen, crashing around until he found their hot chocolate mix.

After making sure to add additional marshmallows, Theo set them down on the coffee table and wrapped his arms around his boy who had mainly finished the tree and was typing something on his phone.

"What's going on Li?"

"It's Mason, wants to know if he can come round later to see us before him and Corey leave for their holiday."

Theo tucked his head into the scruff of hair at Liam's nape and inhaled deeply, barely suppressing a moan at the unfiltered scent.

"Why not? Tell him to bring Corey too."

Liam nodded and went about replying, quite happy to let Theo do his strange nuzzling as long as he didn't try to bite his neck again. There had been severe consequences for that.

Liam's phone buzzed again. "Mason said they're with Brett and he wants to come round as well."

"If he wants to keep all his limbs attached to his body I think he'd better give it a miss."

"It's probably only for the essay, Brett got set the same one."

"Well that doesn't matter because you're done with the essay for today, aren't you? The tree looks great so why don't you go lay on the sofa while we wait and we'll put a movie on."

"Theo I just have one more paragraph to do and then I'll be done." Liam turned to face the chimera with his best puppy eyes.

For a minute or two Theo just stared at Liam, eyes moving lazily over his face as if cataloguing every minute change, picking up on the shift between begging to frustration to anger to resignation to a sliver of fear.

Theo smiled.

"Of course little wolf, what a good idea." Giving the werewolf a squeeze to his hips Theo let him go and stepped back, tilting his head to the side as he watched Liam's thick brows pinch in confusion when he couldn't get more than a few steps forward. "If you can get there."

Looking at the floor Liam then noticed the almost miniscule line of black powder in a circle in front of him.

"Mountain ash?"

"Told you you were smart. You didn't think I actually believed you when you said it was only a paragraph, did you?"

"When did you even have time to do this?"

"Earlier, before I came to get you. I knew you wouldn't be persuaded to stop for a Christmas tree so I had to take matters into my own hands. Isn't it a good job I did? Trying to leave me on my own."

Liam's eyes flashed as he tried to take a breath and calm down, fists balling and quickly reddening from the claws buried in his skin.

"Sit down Li, I'll find a movie."

It was dangerous for Theo to turn his back on the wolf but with the mountain ash he knew Liam couldn't go anywhere. Mason arrived shortly with Corey in tow who stared in awe at the Christmas tree lighting the corner of the room. Admittedly the growling werewolf sat rigidly on the couch did dim the atmosphere slightly but when they'd all sat and got stuck into Home Alone he perked up considerably.

Theo got up to get some more snacks from the kitchen and turned around to see his chameleon stood sheepishly in the doorway.

"You okay?"

"Yeah I just um, I wanted to run something by you and Mason convinced me to do it before we leave for our trip so I won't be thinking about it the whole time."

Theo turned to face him fully. "What's up?"

Corey let the door shut behind him as he moved fully into the kitchen to stand opposite Theo. "I've been having some issues with controlling my power."

Theo nodded but stayed silent, waiting for Corey to elaborate.

"I can't seem to change on command anymore and other times I don't even think about changing and then Mason's looking for me when I'm stood right behind him."

"And you're coming to me for advice?"

Corey shrugged and looked at the floor bashfully. "I just figured since you, kind of-"

"Made you into this?"

"That you might know what's going on with me."

Blowing out a breath Theo picked up a bag of crisps before turning back to his beta, placing a hand on his shoulder. "If I'm being honest, I'm not sure. The dread doctors didn't exactly give me the full run down of each species they were creating or the side effects. But, I'll do some looking and see what I can find, I'd imagine it has something to do with your anchor."

"But Mason-"

"Can still be the best thing that happened to you and yet your anchor might change anyway." Theo curled his hand around Corey's nape. "We just need to find out what it is."

Eventually Corey nodded in agreement and the two left the kitchen with snacks in hand. Mason immediately opened his arms for Corey to sink into, a weight visibly lifted from his shoulders while Theo pressed into Liam's side dotting kisses across the side of his face.

Liam's phone buzzed with an incoming text.

Brett: Hey man! Don't worry about your paper on Monday, I'll finish it for you since I'm not doing anything.

Liam lolled his head to the side to look at Theo from the corner of his eye. "What did you do?"

Theo shook his head in innocence. "I don't know what you mean, Li. Maybe Brett has started a new chapter in his life where he isn't a total fuckwit."

"You really expect me to believe that?" Liam jerked up when Theo kissed the pout from his lips.

"No, we both know a tiger can't change it's stripes."

"I meant you, idiot. You really think I believe you had nothing to do with this when you trapped me in the living room with mountain ash and made a rose from the tongues of inmates at Eichen House?"

The chimera stared silently before a smile cracked his lips, leaning in so only Liam could hear him whisper, "and there's more where that came from."

The brush of a tongue against his ear sent a current of fear down the wolf's spine.

A tiger can't change it's stripes.

[haletostilinski]

Best Teen Wolf Ship: Round 1

[spookyblazecoffee]

Brett: I like your new pants! Nolan: Thanks, they were 50% off! Brett: I’d like them better if they were 100% off. *winks* Nolan: The store can’t just give away clothes for free. Brett: That's… not what I meant. Nolan: That’s a terrible way to run a business, Brett. Liam, Theo, and Mason: *Facepalm* Brett: *Whispering to Alec* Is he always like this? Alec: *Whispering back* Yes.

[wolfboy88]

Mason x Brett Moodboard: 

A Beach Holiday Romance

For @teenwolfrarepairevents​ Week 2023

[phantomraeken]

MASON X BRETT

[ultradude13]

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X-Factor by Brett Booth and Thomas Mason

[yikeshereiam]

The McCall Way by yikeshereiam

“Whatever you’re thinking,” Mason says, settling on the seat at the front that the last of the reporters had vacated. “Stop. You were at that club for me, I’m not going to let my favourite client lose like the only thing he has to live for. I’m not a terrible human being.” “I have things to live for,” Liam defends. The jersey he’s wearing feels tight against his biceps. A little suffocating, even. “I’m your only friend,” Mason argues. “And you pay me.”

[poppadom0912]

By my side

Characters: Kelly Severide x Platonic!Reader, Matt Casey x Platonic!Reader, Sylvie Brett x Platonic!Reader

Warnings: Toxic men, abuse, protective firefighters.

Summary: You should've been better but at least your family is by your side.

A/N: For the sake of this, there'll be two ambulances which means two PIC's.

This has been sitting in my drafts for months unfinished and I suddenly decided to finish it after work on the train. Also couldn't be asked to proofread so sorry for any mistakes!! And I know this aesthetic thing sucks but it's been a long day and I'm tired, so sorry again. 😅😅

Being a paramedic had always been your dream.

Growing up in a first responder household: firefighter dad and patrol officer mum, paramedics were a constant presence around them. So, it was only natural that was were you gravitated towards.

Following this, working at firehouse 51 was a given since that was where your father was a Captain at till he became battalion chief and moved to another house.

Your family had history in this house, making it somewhat sacred ground for anyone who shared your family's surname.

Yes, there had been times when you had to prove your worth and that you weren't a nepo baby but your family in everything but blood were always somehow five steps ahead of you.

So it only made sense that when you started to skip going to Molly's and skimping on details about what you did during your day offs, that they were concerned and confused to say the least.

Six months later, after nearly holding an intervention, you introduced everyone to your boyfriend Mason.

It was safe to say, everyone had their suspicions, even after being together for a year. All of which you excused, diverting and switching blame.

*****

You thought that you were finally happy with how everything in your life was settling but all of a sudden, fate decided that stability wasn't necessary for you.

Shouting and constant arguing should've been the first sign, blaring as bright as the sun, warning and shouting at you to break it off before reaching the one year mark but you briskly ignored it and marched on.

Then, the drinking problems, anger problems and impatience were made alight when you started living together. (he invited you to move in with him when celebrating one year together)

You found yourself not liking the man he started becoming the longer you were together. It irked you to no end and you constantly were skittish around him, finding it harder to have a civil conversation with him the more time passed.

It seemed that your feelings somehow transferred themselves over to your work life because you were suddenly snapping at the stand-in paramedic for Sylvie when she was sick for a petty reason.

The PIC in you forced you to immediately apologise before Kelly dragged you into his office, Matt following without a word.

Naturally, the three of you including Sylvie had a bond of 'commanding officers' as you were all in charge in some degree and over several years, the work relationship blossomed and the four of you were as thick as thieves.

It also helped that Matt and Kelly worked with your father and knew you from their pre-firefighter and your pre-paramedic days.

Under their concern filled gazes, you found yourself crumbling, eyes all of a sudden filled with tears from the stress of it all.

They couldn't help but confirm their fears which you tried to deny incessantly, for some reason defending Jason and explaining that this could all be fixed and everything would be back to normal in no time.

If only you didn't.

*****

Over the past year, everyone found you changing.

The stern but loving PIC you once were had become but a memory. It was as though you were a shell of your past self, something of which you agreed with.

Mason was draining the life out of you and the only time you weren't losing yourself to him was during your 24 hour shifts before being surrounded by him for the next 48.

You tried your best to leave, you really did but at some point in your now two year relationship, things took an abrupt turn and Mason had become this toxic, controlling man who has a newfound urge to resort to violence when you were being your true self.

Being PIC meant you had an amount of power under your title and after many years of work, you had perfected your nature. It's why you and Sylvie were so good at what you did; you used force when necessary and compassion was always on hand.

Over the course of the past year, you found yourself on the end of many interventions held by Matt, Kelly and Sylvie.

With all the reasons in the world, they argued and argued with you, laying out the easiest ways to break you free. They were as desperate as you were at this point to get you to break up with Jason. They missed and needed the old you back.

Unbeknownst to you, they schemed behind your back, trying and failing to convince you to leave Mason for good but you found yourself pathetically laughing at them before going home to endure hell.

You struggled to understand your behaviour. Abuse to this degree was something you never you experience firsthand and you would never wish it upon your worst enemies.

On sleepless nights, you constantly contemplated why you wouldn't leave. You wanted to, you really did but then you could hear him whisper in your ear and you remained firmly glued to his side.

So badly did you want to rip your arm out his earth shattering grip and run back home, to the safety of love and familiarity.

Your final decision was set in stone when he finally made his mark a month ago, fingertips bruised into your wrist when he wouldn't let you leave his car in front of the firehouse.

"Alright then, thank you for dropping me off. I'll see you tomorrow." You said, pressing your lips together in a tight smile, hand reaching for the door handle while the other fiddled with the handle of your tote bag.

He replied with something, you weren't too sure because you were already out the car, closing the door with practised precision and gentleness.

Your expressionless face brightened at the sight of your colleagues/friends/basically siblings at this point. The firehouse and all its inhabitants were truly your saving grace and without it, you weren't too sure where you would be.

Just as you were going to walk up the apron to meet them halfway, you were being pulled back by a random force. It was so sudden that you dropped your bag, your things spilling out as they rolled away.

You yelped, attracting the attention of those who weren't previously paying attention to your arrival in their mortal enemies car.

Scrunching your eyebrows, you turned to Mason in confusion, your eyes following the hand gripping your wrist to his face you were once infatuated with.

"What the hell Mason?!" You said with gritted teeth, trying to escape but he wouldn't let go. "Stop, your making a scene."

Before he could reply, several shouts came from behind you and before you knew it, you were being pulled into comforting arms as big and bulky men dealt with Mason.

"Oh Y/N." Sylvie's heart melted for you while it ignited in flames because of Mason. With your bag in one of her hands, she somehow collected all of your things, she brought you into her arms and hugged you tighter than a koala.

"Let me see your hand." She muttered under her breath, unbothered by the fuming men huddling around you in a protective barrier, on guard as they watched Matt and Kelly deal with Mason on the street.

She sucked in a sharp breath through her teeth at the finger shaped bruise on your wrist, you copying her when she lightly touched it. Despite her angelic exterior, you saw a red glint flash across her eyes, one you rarely saw but had seen several times before on the rare occasion.

If this was her reaction, then you were dreading Matt and Kelly's.

And your feelings were very much justified because as soon as they sent Mason away, you found yourself being subject to a very strong worded conversation.

They played the role of overprotective brothers perfectly. With the help of detectives who you were lucky to call good friends, your plan was set in stone and would take a week to fully come together.

Despite how meticulously everything was planned, you somehow ended up in the emergency room. Surrounded by doctors and nurses you recognised, you felt their sympathy and felt nearly emotional with the care that greeted you.

Thanking Maggie, you smiled and watch the charge nurse leave but you weren't alone for even a minute before three certain people came barging in.

With wide eyes, they drank in your slouched figure.

Matt looked alarmed, Kelly disgruntled and Sylvie on the edge of a breakdown.

You choked out a watery laugh, harshly swallowing back tears as you shook your head and blinked repeatedly. Releasing a shaky breath, you felt your chest tighten as your oxygen was constricted before it was all treated when enveloped in the loving arms of your 'siblings'.

Had it not been for your intense emotional state, you would've barked out in laughter at the anger displayed by Kelly who imitated a caged lion, Matt who spewed words Hank Voight would find offensive and Sylvie who played parts of a mother comforting their daughter but also Satan prepared to burn and punish sinners.

Your pain was muted by their presence alone. With their constant love and never-ending companionship by your side, you were sure to heal.