#mason rp

[silverwingborn-moved]

❝ No life can escape being blown out by the winds of change and chance. ❞ from Mason

Her brow furrowed at this comment, the Nephilim humming in thought before she replied. “That’s not a bad way to put it. May it be for better or for worse.” Silver tipped her glass to her lips, tasting the harsh flavor of alcohol and its slight burn as she swallowed. Resting it back down on the bar, the woman turned back to Mason.

“How have the gales of change and chance influenced you?”

[theunluckyverger-blog]

Out of legacies:

Working at the SBux until 1:45, then rehearsal, then home for some rp times. I shall work on all of my drafts then :) Also, I am actively seeking MasonXMargot threads. If anyone could point me in the direction of/ is interested in such a thing, please let me know ♡

[brooklynbxysarchive]

M!A: Preston Who? || Preston and Mason

Mason sat at the cash register in the bakery, sighing heavily as he looked back through his notebook. Ever since he woke up that morning he could only think of one thing. Preston. But he didn't know who this 'Preston' was so he just kept thinking of the name. Over and over. Preston kept showing up in his mind. It infuriated him. He just wanted to either figure out or get the stupid name out of his head for good. He had been writing it all morning in his classes. Only that. No notes on the lessons just... Preston. And in so many different stylings. He stared at the notebook intently and sighed heavily once more. "Who are you?" He murmured under his breath.

[brooklynbxysarchive]

"My mood right now: Horny as fuck."

[brooklynbxysarchive]

Don't Let Me Go || Mason and Harry

Mason walked into the strip club a bit nervously, he was never there unless Elijah was on duty but today was different. He had finally found his twin brother who he had been separated from at birth. He recently found out he had been adopted, like Aaron, but unlike his friend he was able to find his family. He found out that his brother worked at a strip club and while the scene wasn't unfamiliar to him it always made him feel exceedingly uncomfortable. He knew he didn't belong in a place like that. He was too much of a dork, too much of an innocent child to feel comfortable in a place like that.

He made his way to the back of the club, knocking on the door of the dressing room. A big burly man stood in his way and he frowned. "I uh-- Here to see Harry Styles, he's a stripper here, right?" He ran a hand through his curly hair, pressing his thick framed glasses up his nose right after. Once the guy nodded and stepped aside to let the nineteen year old in he looked for the boy who was supposed to look like him. He rubbed his arm nervously, watching all the strippers around him, too awkward to ask any of them where Harry was.

[brooklynbxysarchive]

Surprise? || Timothy and Mason

Mason unlocked the door of the apartment slowly, "hey Timothy..." He called out, running a hand through his curly hair. "Where are ya babe?" He walked into the bed room, laying out on the bed and waiting for his boyfriend. He had never done something like this. Surprise sex or whatever. He sat there awkwardly, drumming his hands against the comforter as he waited for him.

[brooklynbxysarchive]

"Welcome to Insanely Sweet. Any particular pastry you'd like today?" 

[brooklynbxysarchive]

Preston and Mason

Mason sat by the lake as the sun set, watching the campers play and run around happily. He smiled softly and leaned back on his elbows. He enjoyed being a camp counselor. It was nice. He loved helping all the campers with the activities, sure he wasn't allowed to be around them without a senior camp counselor cause he was still training and he didn't have his CPR certification completely yet or whatever but he still enjoyed the job. There was one camper he really liked though. Preston. He was so cute and such a sweetheart. But he wasn't allowed to fraternize with the campers so he just stayed at a 'safe' distance.