#mason talks

[gravyhoney]

Seabound scenario but with Sora, but she doesn’t disappear or anything she’s just. In the computer now.

Lloyd tries to talk to Arin abt grief and he’s like ‘Nono, I was just talking to Sora :] she’s in my phone’ and he thinks Arin’s gone full psychosis mode like Jay, but no. Sora’s actually in the phone.

[helpimcoveredinbees]

Evil posting

Hi tumblr it’s me

Uhhhhhhhhhhhh

Big dick

[doodleduds]

I saw your redesign of Darkspine Sonic. Really cool, makes me wish there was a 3D model of it (base form Sonic's model for Secret Rings is one of my favourites). What was the inspiration(s) behind it? I guess it's something related to Arabic culture, since that was already the basis for Secret Rings as a whole, but could you give more details? Or was it inspired by something entirely different?

Hey!! I’m so flattered, thank you for sending in this ask! Sonic and the Secret Rings always followed the theme of Arabian nights and I loved the concept when the game first came out- only to be disappointed when sonic finally had the big reveal and turned into darkspine. This was something that was supposed to be akin to both dark sonic (my favorite little guy) and one of the djinn-like enemies from the game/just a djinn in general and it always struck me as odd that they’d work for all that world building/thematic setting and have sonic finally lose it to go one step further beyond the ‘curse’ that Erazor Djinn put on him- and just make him… bright purple, and a little More Naked than usual…with a racing stripe (To put it harshly, lol.) For my redesign I of course looked at the original darkspine and decided what needed to change- the color made sense, because erazor djinn is purple too, most of the enemies seen are too from what I remember- but I felt like it was a little too saturated considering the context of the form. With slight color change out of the way I focused on clothing and changing the markings darkspine has on his body. I cross referenced pictures of erazor djinn more than I did anything else because if this was a dark sonic iteration like it was in my mind sonic would need to be a little more intimidating while still fitting into the narrative the game makes for itself. I just based his clothing off of what I thought would look believe-able in-universe for SatSR, mostly pulling reference from Erazor and Sahara. For his markings I changed them to look similar to the ones on Erazor Djinn had on his body; at first I was going to pull inspiration from some of the enemies from the game but decided for continuity the former would be better. I didn’t do much else, the claws were Erazor Djinn again! The tail was just something I was trying out because of a thought I had when I was little- “if a djinn is just an evil genie why doesnt erazor have a cool genie ghost tail”- which ended up being one of my favorite parts of the design!! The more pointed ears/generally more feral traits were a decision made purely out of “if sonics Angry at this point in the story why does he look friendly to me” and I ultimately (last minute) decided to keep his heart-flame out of pure spite- again, a thought I had when I was little influenced this- and thats really it!

TLDR; I used reference images from in-game to make him look more like he really was from the Arabian Nights as the game portrays it, rather than him looking like he could transform into a purple sports-car any minute. <- I mean ALL of this in the most loving way possible of course, darkspine sonic is my sweet boy and the storybook series of games are still some of my all time favorites in the franchise! I’m so happy you like it! All of the models in that game looked like they went through heavy planning and I wanted to give darkspine some of the same traits!

[dream-boy-mason]

aaaah, present was so good. moonbyul did an amazing job. i loved it sm.

[canon-did-us-dirty]

Hey would anyone wanna watch me attempt to stream the Dark Parables games or Ravenhearst games ?

I'll try setting up my twitch again and I'll probably only have a mic half the time but I have the time now since today is my last day at this b s job

[parallelsdrawn]

i probably could’ve stayed with salem but also probably not??

I don’t think she could grasp that she had anxious attachment and acted out? like if i were to point it out, it would’ve made her upset because she wanted so badly to be secure but she just…wasn’t? which is fine, anxious attachment is fine, but if you constantly label it as morally negative and try to distance yourself from it, you never learn to be less codependent

i could tell that my lack of interest/numbness would make her worried and upset, again triggering codependency

i like my partners to be confident, but when she was confident it was often feigning confidence to cover up extreme defensiveness, i.e. she just hadn’t come into her own yet

her codependency meant she lied a lot (mostly to herself) about her own intentions, values, etc. (that time she pretended she wasn’t being possessive of her friends when she was)

her mom wouldn’t have liked that i was trans

she said she would’ve liked me as a boy, but she seemed hesitant about it and cared more about her mom’s idea of her sexuality than my actual gender

I couldn’t be physical with her because it’s terrifying to be intimate with your teeny partner who’s much less experienced and vulnerable. I couldn’t tell if i wasn’t attracted to her, or truly just terrified of hurting her

I did love her family and the things we talked about?? it was just really stressful to be physical, and really stressful to deal with her anxious attachment issues when she didn’t work on them herself

[bixcaleen]

@usergif | NEW YEAR NEW FONTS day 4: three typefaces [fonts] THE HUNGER GAMES APPRECIATION WEEK day 4: favorite character ↟ JOHANNA MASON

[saltair-and-palemoonlight]

I think I’m hilarious. Just btw.

Part two

Part three

Part four

Part five

Part six (tbosbas edition!)

[tanglepelt]

Dc x dp idea 14

I always pictured Danny as liking galas. Not cause he enjoys the atmosphere but because he can cause subtle chaos. Then one time it’s not subtle at all.

Jack forces Danny to go events with Vlad. Danny just makes subtle remarks to Vlads peers about his bad practices.

Hinting towards how his wealth was massed odly and suddenly. Pointing out things that just went missing and suddenly one day Vlad just had. Overall each event he goes to Vlad looks worse and worse.

Danny has hinted to him being forced to be at event. That he doesn’t like being called little badger. He’s also getting the inside scope on new tech and ideas by playing dumb. Tucker is taking advantage of the inside info.

So there is a huge gala going to happen in Gotham. The masons and vlad are both going to be in attendance. Obviously this means Danny is getting forced into it same as Sam.

Now sam openly causes problems at the gala. Like standing on a table screaming about animal rights or something. She’s an activist she would so do it. Just imagine Damian joining in. He doesn’t like the galas either after all.

Both sam and danny snuck in reporters. Danny did it to ensure sam would never have to go to another gala. He could use them for his fun as well.

Dick is on a chandelier now to add more chaos. Jason is having the time of his life watching it all unfold.

So Danny just “unknowingly” talking to the reporters about vlad. He also starts talking about the masons. Vlad got distracted talking to another rich person he was planning to rob.

Tim assumes Danny doesn’t know he’s talking bad mouthing ti reporters and goes up to him. Danny is just like dude let me trash talk the fruitloop. When Tim subtle pulls him off to the side.

Danny “accidentally” reveals that vlad is trying to kill his father, marry his mom and adopt him. He is so used to people not believing him why would this rando.

So on top of making a gala a madhouse now the bats are investigating Vlad. Not that Danny realizes until the bats show up in amity.

[turcott3]

homesick

trevor zegras and platonic jamie drysdale x fem! reader

warnings?: sad af tbh!, angst, cursing but ofc fluff

masterlist

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“what?” you spoke into the phone.

“he picked up the phone and they told him he was going to philly in the morning. no warning or anything. completely blindsided.” trevor explains to you.

“i cannot believe that, is he okay?” you ask.

“he’s shocked, we all are.”

“i bet. i’m so sorry trevor.” you say trying to comfort your boyfriend.

“it’s okay, i just wish it wasn’t so sudden.”

“well, tell jamie i wish him the best and that ill miss making breakfast with him every morning.”

“you can call him, that feels too personal don’t wanna invade.” he forces a laugh.

“okay ill call him tomorrow. get back to your friends babe, try to have a good night okay?”

“okay i will, love you y/n.”

“love you trev, bye.”

“bye.” he hangs up. you sat staring off into space. your mind spinning uncontrollably. they just shipped off your boyfriends best friend. scratch that, your best friend, besides trevor of course. you turn on the tv to whatever was on distracting yourself from the thoughts invading your mind, clouding the good day you had. finally, you allow yourself to cry, knowing your last goodbye to jamie was truly your last and that he wouldn’t be returning.

“what the fuck.” you say crying more, wishing someone was around you could talk to. you say for hours lost in your thoughts, watching tv without paying any attention. at this point it was late enough so you took yourself to bed, heart heavy at the thought of having to call jamie in the morning. though falling asleep was easy, waking up was the worst feeling in the world. you picked up your phone quickly, scrolling through your contacts to find jamie’s name, hitting call. the phone only rang twice before he picked up.

“hello?” he says, voice sounding weak.

“hey jimmy, how are you feeling?”

“i’m okay, i’m in philly now. i’m getting ready to head to the rink. i’m a little nervous but i talked to cam and he reassured me.”

“good i’m glad, im gonna miss you so much jamie.”

“i miss you too y/n, gonna miss our early morning breakfast making.” he laughs softly, a bittersweet smile spreading on my face.

“yeah, yeah ill really miss that too. singing ‘unwritten’ will never be the same without you.”

“damn you’re right, listening to that song will never hit like it did when we were making pancakes every morning.”

“i’m gonna miss that so much, well i don’t wanna keep you for too long. call me if you need anything okay? i know this is gonna be tough.”

“i will, thank you y/n.”

“of course, bye jamie.”

“bye.” he says before hanging up. your heart sank at his tone but could sense his hopefullness that they wouldn’t give up on him like anaheim had.

-

you say on the couch, watching trevor play with a heavy heart. you could practically smell it through the tv. you’d spoken to him briefly but he avoided the topic of jamie, it was still a touchy subject for him. next thing you know, trevor falls, hitting the boards awkwardly.

“fuck.” you say, watching him unable to get up without assistance, your heart breaking all over again. the trainer escorted him to the locker room, the pit in your stomach growing larger.

“please be okay, please be okay.” you say sighing.

“trevor zegras will not return to tonight’s game.” you hear the commentators say, you sigh shutting your eyes, waiting for the phone to ring and almost on queue it begins.

“y/n?”

“trevor are you okay? what’s going on?”

“i don’t know i just fell and i did something and then i couldn’t skate off the ice and i-“

“trevor stop, slow down. take a breath honey. you’re gonna make yourself sick.” you say stopping him.

“i don’t know what to do y/n.”

“do you want me to come to nashville?”

“no no you don’t need to, i think i may just come back to anaheim if i can’t play next game.”

“call me as soon as you know.” you say biting your nails.

“i promise i will, ill call you once they evaluate me.”

“okay, love you trevor.”

“love you too, bye.” he says and you hang up, slamming your phone down on the couch tears instantly spilling from your eyes, your hands instantly covering your face.

“i can’t fucking do this.” you cry, trying to catch your breath as your phone begins to ring, jamie’s name coming into the screen.

“hello?” you say weakly.

“i saw what happened and i wanted to check up on you. how you holding up?”

“i’m a fucking mess jamie.” you say sobbing.

“oh y/n, i’m so sorry. i wish i could be there with you.” he says apologetically.

“it’s okay, everything’s gonna be okay.” you say out loud to yourself.

“do you have any updates?” he asks.

“no he said he would call me after he gets evaluated.” you say sniffling.

“okay, do you want me to stay on the phone until then? i can facetime you, that’s better than nothing.”

“yes, please do.” you say and he presses the facetime button, you picking up immediately.

“sorry i look awful right now,” you say wiping your nose.

“hey no, don’t worry. you’re going through a lot right now.”

you stayed on the phone with jamie for the next two hours, appreciating him spending time on the phone with you instead of getting to know his new city.

“jamie i gotta go. z is calling, i’ll text you with updates.”

“okay, goodnight y/n.”

“goodnight jamie.” you say hanging up and picking up trevor’s call.

“so?” you ask.

“can you pick me up from the airport in the morning?” he asks, your heart sinking into your stomach.

“yes i can.”

“thank you baby, i’m so sorry about all of this.”

“it’s okay. are you okay?”

“i’m not playing, won’t know what’s wrong until i come home and go see team doc.”

“okay okay, what time?” you ask.

“7 am, cali time.”

“jesus thats in,” you look at the time, “11 hours.”

“i’m sorry for the short notice, i didn’t think this would happen.”

“it’s okay no worries at all okay? i’ll see you tomorrow morning.”

“okay, i love you.” he says

“i love you too, bye trevor.” you say hanging up. texting jamie about picking him up in the morning. with the early wake up time, you take yourself to bed and crash instantly. the sadness had exhausted you. it seems like just as you went to sleep your alarm was already going off. you groaned at the sound, sliding your shoes on and heading out the door without caring for your appearance. feeling selfish for being this down when it’s not even happening to you. your drive to the airport was smooth, trevor texting you that he’d landed a few minutes ago as you pull into the airport arrival lane, him waiting patiently with his foot in a boot. you stop and get out of the car to hug him, crying instantly.

“hey hey i’m here now, let’s go home okay?” he says holding you tightly. you put his things in the car and drive off, back to your apartment. the car ride was completely silent as you gathered your composure. once you arrive you help him bring his stuff in and help him into bed.

“did you sleep?” you ask laying down next to him.

“no.” he says looking over at you, looking beat down.

“get some sleep baby.” you say pulling yourself to his side, combing your fingers through his hair.

“i can’t sleep y/n,” he said, his voice breaking, “god damnit.” he says breaking down in tears, your hands catching his face as he looked down.

“talk to me trevor, get it out.”

“well for starters, it was my 200th game and i didn’t even make it through the first period and my best friend got traded across the country all within 24 hours. life couldn’t possibly get any worse. this is the lowest i have ever felt.” he explained, getting everything off his chest.

“i know it’s hard honey, i’ve cried about 50 times in the last 24 hours. my heart is broken for you. all i can do is be here for you and listen and i feel like that’s still not even enough.”

“it is enough, it’s just a tough time right now. for both of us it seems.” he giggles, placing a hand around my waist.

“well i love you, i’m here for you baby. don’t hold back anything you’re feeling, not until you’re better. it sucks that jamie is gone but we still have each other! i know that’s not like the greatest but it’s something.”

“you know, you are the best girlfriend ever.” he smiles weakly, pulling you onto his lap and wiping the few tears that left your eyes.

“i just feel terrible about all of this.” you say to him.

“there’s nothing you could’ve done, it’s okay.” he says hugging you to his chest.

“this was not on my 2024 bingo card.” you sniffled, laughing lightly.

“it wasn’t on mine either but here we are.” he says hugging onto me tightly. you stayed on his chest until you felt yourself grow tired, eyes getting heavier by the second. not a word was said as you drifted off to sleep. trevor stayed awake, holding onto you as it was the only thing keeping him from falling apart.

“i love you more than you’ll ever know.” he whispers into your hair, kissing your head sweetly as his hands rubbed your back gently.

-

when you woke up and rolled off of the boy who was fast asleep, trying not to wake him up. you grabbed your phone off the charger and walked into the kitchen, opening your phone to a missed call from jamie about 20 minutes ago. you click on the notification to call him back and he picks up instantly.

“hello?” he says.

“yes jamie hi, what’s up?”

“do you have a minute?”

“yeah i just got up, are you okay?”

“yeah i think it’s all starting to process now and i’m so emotional. like i just up and left my home with my two best friends. how can i just live like this so suddenly? i made breakfast and it wasn’t even good.” he explains, his voice wavering.

“oh jamie,” you say, “it’s gonna be okay. i promise it will be. they love you.”

“i’m sure ill get used to it soon it’s just such an unexpected change, i don’t know what i’m doing.” he says sending you through all of your emotions at once.

“i understand, even though we aren’t physically there we are always here for you jam. we love you so so much.”

“i love you guys too.”

“i’m also about to make breakfast for the first time without you, i don’t really know how to feel.” you laugh realizing what you had walked into the kitchen to do.

“well i’ll let you go so you can perfect your pancakes as always. bye y/n.”

“bye jam.” you say hanging up the phone and bringing out all the ingredients. you do your typical routine, humming ‘unwritten’, your favorite song. suddenly a wall of emotions hit you and tears begin to fall without warning.

“our breakfast song.” you say to yourself, recalling that you and jamie had sang this together every morning.

“smells good.” trevor says walking out of the room, your back fortunately facing away from him.

“thank you.” you force out, sounding mostly normal.

“pancakes?” he asks.

“yep.” you reply flipping the last one. you plate it and turn around, revealing your red and puffy face to your boyfriend.

“woah,” he says getting up off the bar stool and rounding the counter, “what’s going on?”

“trevor im so tired.” you cry and he wraps you in his arms.

“i know i know.” he says holding you tightly.

“i feel so empty, ive been here for you, for jamie, for everyone and no one has sat and listened to me. im so tired.” you cry even more into his chest.

“i didn’t know you felt that way, im so sorry if you felt like you couldn’t talk to me baby.”

“it’s okay, it’s a rough time for you i didn’t wanna push too hard but i can’t say i wasn’t upset.”

“don’t dismiss your own feelings just because i’m going through something. we’re in this together.” he says pulling away slightly, brushing strands of hair from your face.

“okay.” you say, your sobs finally subsiding.

“i love you.” he says kissing your gently on the forehead.

“i love you too trev.” you say smiling at the gesture, wrapping yourself back in his embrace.

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[gravyhoney]

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[helpimcoveredinbees]

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[uluvjay]

Mason McTavish x Zegras! Sister

Request; A mason mctavish smut where y/n is a teammate's sibling (literally any of the guys) but you can add what ever I just need more mason content lol. Thank youuu

Warnings?; SMUT, p in v, protected sex, kissing, cursing, teasing, situationship, sorry for any errors!

“How would your brother feel if he knew I was fucking you huh?” Mason spat in your ear as he thrusted into from behind.

Your face was pressed down into the soft sheets of his bed while your ass was in the air, slamming against his pelvis at every thrust.

You cried out his name at the sound of his words, he knew your brother would murder both of you if found out what happens between you and Mason when he goes off to his girlfriends.

“Act so sweet and innocent but really you’re just a little slut, aren’t you baby?” He smirked, thrusts slowing down to deep powerful strokes, making sure you felt every inch of him.

“Fuck Mase.” You cried as his tip repeatedly hit the spongy spot deep inside you, never missing.

He groaned at the way your walls hugged him, squeezing him so tight he wasn’t sure how much longer he’d be able to last.

“I know baby, I know.” He taunted with a faux pout, his hips beginning to pick their pace up slightly.

“Faster. Please Mason.” You begged the man above you, attempting to fuck yourself back onto him however his rough hands holding you still quickly shut that down.

“Be a good girl, and take what I give you.” He grunted as he was back to his original brutal pace, the sound of slapping skin filling the room as he fucked you stupid.

Reaching one of his hands around he brought his fingers down to rub your sensitive bud, earning him cried that continued to go up an octave every thrust.

“I-I’m getting so close.” You whimpered as you felt the heat in your lower stomach growing hotter by the seconds.

Mason didn’t let up on his unforgiving movements, his cock splitting you open more and more as his index finger moved against your clit, keeping up with the pace of his hips.

“Come for me baby, go ahead.” He encouraged and just like that the dam broke.

Fire spread throughout you entire body as you feel your climax wash over you, your body would’ve collapsed if it wasn’t for mason holding you up, you bit hard onto the comfort to silence your screams, legs shaking as Mason continued to work you through your high.

Feeling you clenching around him as you hit your climax brought Mason to his own not soon after, his thrusts erratic and sloppy as he finally stilled deep inside of you, deep moans escaping from his throat.

He released a deep breath as he pulled out, tying up the condom he tossed it into the bin next to his bed before turning your body over onto your back.

“You okay?” He questioned as he took in your blown out eyes and fucked out expression.

“Mhm…jus-just a little dazed.” You smiled up at him as his large figure came to hover above you.

“Gonna go get a warm cloth to clean you up, okay?” He spoke softly.

“Okay.” You smiled as he leaned down to place a sweet kiss on your wet lips.

After cleaning you up mason dressed you in one of his shirts and boxers before taking you to the kitchen so he could make dinner.

Trevor was spending the night at his girlfriend’s so you didn’t have to worry about him coming home until tomorrow.

“Thank you for tonight.” You smiled at him from where you were perched on the kitchen island.

“No thank you, I don’t want you to think I’m using you. I love spending time with you and simply being around you. We don’t always have to have sex when Z leaves.” He spoke softly.

“I know you’re not using me for Sex, and I enjoy your presence as well. You’re amazing to be around and you never fail to find a way to make someone laugh. I’m really glad I have you in my Life Mason.” You smiled as stroked his scruffy face.

“I’m glad you’re in mine as well. Now come on let’s get some food in you.” He smiled as he turned the stove off and helped you off the counter.

-

[dream-boy-mason]

i can't wait till christmas, i get my midnights album <3

[canon-did-us-dirty]

Oh shit

It's my birthday, I'm 22

[parallelsdrawn]

I feel like I’m the avoidant partner towards lesbians I’ve dated, who did the decent thing and ended the relationship when I started to feel like my partner was very preoccupied with our relationship and I didn’t reciprocate. I also didn’t reciprocate because I truly just wanted to be with bisexuals, people who could love me as a man.

But when it ends, the anxious partner always villainizes me as a narcissist or a selfish person. Which is fine, they are free to process the end of the relationship however feels best to them. But it just doesn’t feel fair to say that I was being cruel by trying and ultimately ending the relationship. I ended it for kind reasons (wanting my anxious partner to find someone who could make them feel more secure than me). I didn’t end it because I’m unfeeling, uncaring, or overly sexual. Also, my partners never did work on their codependence and anxious attachment issues, nor were forced to confront how their preoccupation with the relationship might make the other person feel stressed, uncomfortable, or put-on-the-spot.