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oh-saints · 2 months

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sweetest devotion (p.8)

they did start this whole circus with a marriage of conveniences. little did mason and serena know was how convenient they had become during this marriage…

playboy!mason mount x princess!OC wc: 3.5k tw: only as warned under masterlist but none for this chapter, except for a long read ahead! note: I am deeply apologetic for delaying this for far too long, but a virus came into me and almost paralysed me. but an excuse is an excuse, and a promise is a promise so here you go! the long-awaited chapter for our favourite star-crossed couple and I hope this made up for all the times you miss mason x serena. but as usual, I happen to have inspirations whenever dawn is approaching so this is not proof-read yet! tags: @pingyu-in-wonderland @808heartz @ironmaiden1313 @myreveriie @kathb59 (let me know if you want to be added!) < part 7 here - part 9 TBA (hopefully within the next 2 weeks) sweetest devotion masterlist

if, when mason decided to step on the throttle and married serena earlier this year, any of you shot mason in the head with the fact that mason would get along very well with serena on the last trimester of her pregnancy, mason would spit in your face. without a doubt, without hesitation.

“i need your help,”

such simplistic sentence was not supposed to do any harm to mason’s body, but it did—it always does, without his consent—and the footballer had to regulate his breathing to conceal the devastating effect serena effortlessly brought upon him.

being amicable with serena was never in his bingo cards. let alone this.

mason mount was only supposed to partake his share of responsibility towards his own child. the fact that he might be able to save serena from an impending death sentence, should she be discovered with a child out of wedlock, was a bonus.

naturally, with that in mind and a divorce at the end of the deal, he didn’t expect to be more than co-parenting partners at best.

“what is it?”

but now, he could only count his blessing amongst the stars, for no one had shot him with such incredulous prediction of his future, so mason didn’t have to apologize to anyone for having spat on their face. because mason and serena was co-habitating even better than expected, way much better than even the both of them would like to admit.

“i can’t reach for the pan.”

mason laughed a genuine one, the warmth replacing the initial electric shock. serena frowned a deeper pout, adding more heat all over mason’s body despite firing up the furnace earlier, resulting mason to plaster a wide smile still on his face as he did what he was instructed. “there you go, princess.”

they weren’t supposed to fall into this—whatever “this” might be. the sense of familiarity, comfort… all mixed up in one unknown territory they didn’t want to explore but know well enough that they had plunged themselves in.

as much as they denied themselves from the reality, though, they had indeed deviated from their own terms of being amicable. they had certainly gotten themselves more comfortable around each other than intended; it was as if they had found the rhythm on their feet and had fallen together into a song to dance together. serena cooks, mason grocery-shops. mason drives everywhere, serena massages him before they retreat to their respective bedroom. mason plays a home game, serena watches from the family box. serena has a foot aching or swollen, mason is ready with a warm-water footbath. serena catches an occasional or residual morning sickness, mason knows where the ginger crackers are. mason talks, serena listens.

what a contrary to the so-called first dance they displayed for the rest of the world to believe. back then, serena was lucky to not have stepped on mason’s tom ford shoes, and mason was saved from critics highlighting his luckster steps ripping off the train of serena’s reception gown. that night, serena decided it might actually be better to have god save the princess instead as an alternate title to eldorran national anthem.

but despite the level of this newfound friendliness established between the two of them, there was still an enormous elephant in the room.

where are they in this relationship?

that is, if there was ever a sufficient word to describe their relationship. yes, they were married but are they a couple? if not, were they friends or were they just roommates?

mason would like to think the first one—for him, roommates were simply acquittances that could care less about other person’s whereabouts, and surely with the extent they had gone through together wasn’t merely hi, how are you? basis—but more often than not, serena did make him feel the reality was that mason was indeed still walking around the eggshells.

there were times when serena made him feel he was one step forward, two steps backwards. for example; while mason was more than happy to be labelled the yapping boyfriend per today’s standard of couple compatibility, serena was, in nature, a reserved person who speaks only when deemed necessary, so to have her sharing bits of her life while he was away for work could be seen as making a wide stride of progress. but in comparison to the earlier times when their communication was rather limited to texts—or rather, mason had limited their interaction—serena was far more welcoming then, in a sense that she was willing to inform him where she was going and whatnot when they were still practically strangers.

case two was, unfortunately, the most ironic of all.

mason and serena had made a habit to retreat to the living room after dinner, for whatever reason. be it simply watching the latest movie they didn’t have the chance to catch up, be it mason gaming while serena continued her journaling, be it serena accompanying mason while he was up to review the approach of an upcoming game, be it to have a light discussion about nursery, the upcoming doctor’s visit.

bottom line, the living room had turned into a shared premise for them, yet serena had never once invited mason over to her mini piano recital.

you might wonder why was mason upset over such a small—meaningless even for some—matter. but when your housemate bid you farewell for the night, only to sneak up the owner of the house later into the night to use the grand piano by the stairs—courtesy to his interior designer, who decided it’d be a nice sentimental touch to contrast the masculine theme of his house—it posed so many questions. not to mention, serena was annihilating the keys, madly punching the notes like she was screaming, very much unfit to the elegant divinire by Ludovico Einaudi.

mason had to give it to serena, though, for choosing this road. because others—most of the population, really—would only think she’s blessed with a musical talent, playing the black-and-white keys as if glue was stuck on the pads of her fingers, when in reality she was anything but destroying the classical piece.

layered with complexity, exactly like serena in person.

the next morning, mason woke up with a full determination to confront serena about it. only to be greeted by a sight of her mildly swollen eyes—mason might not be the brightest kid at school but her sisters made sure he was the top of class in the subject of “women 101”—so he’d forego whatever words about to be spilled on the tip of his tongue.

but later, mason realised, he was glad he never made it known that he’d overheard her stellar performance. another night she’d sit down on the giant musical instrument and played a beautiful piece mason recognized from the black swan, yet it was mesmerizing for all the wrong reason. he remembered she’d gotten a call earlier from a palace, and her face expression had become sombre a bit, probably due to whatever the palace was saying.

he concluded that it had moulded into a pattern of habit whenever she was having a bad day—a way to let out her frustration. so mason stayed put, afraid he’d only distract serena. or worse, destroying her concentration flow. she worked hard to conceptualize this whole recital anyway, why should he ruin it?

other times when this happened, he’d sat on top of the stairs, hidden behind the nearest wall, as the princess took over the grandiose piano. and he had never recalled any other time when he failed to show up whenever she played her version of rendition to a modern classic piece because he knew it was serena’s only outlet to be herself. full of hidden angers and oppressed opinions, unable to express the way she truly feels because of all the royal restriction. in a way, he wanted to be there for her—good days, bad days, every day.

what a regal way to do so, whilst mason was the type to punch away the sandbag at the gym.

still, if her outmost genuine concern was not to disturb mason, and thus the midnight choice of time, she was certainly wrong. if serena thought mason would miss the elegant tunes flowing as the production result of her dainty fingers dancing on those black-and-white keys, she was certainly over-confident. mason might not be the mozart prodigy but he knows when one is supposed to depict sadness and anything alike.

but why would she conceal something as beautiful as that?

on another take, if she indeed didn’t want mason to know her habit: why? or was that why the notes she’d play was always heart-wrenchingly beautiful? because she didn’t want mason to hear anything whatever she had to say without words? because she didn’t want mason to know her deepest, most hidden secret that she was never happy here in the first place, no matter how hard mason had been trying to provide everything in this earthly realm in order to make her happier and healthier?

why didn’t she say anything, about anything at all really? in whatever relationship is—friendship, kinship—it always takes two to tango. and right now, serena was an even worse dance partner than their reception night.

just until when were they going to tango around the room, spinning endlessly?

“that was one hell of a performance.”

serena visibly jumped on her seat behind the piano, her eyes immediately looked for the source of sound. “mason,” she remained still, as she watched mason coming nearing her position. “do i wake you up?”

“no, i was only falling asleep when you started,”

“oh, no, i apologize—”

“no, no, no, i always like it whenever you play,” realising the slip of tongue that this was not the first time he’d heard her, mason might as well let out the remaining of the truth. “i like how you look when you play. free—of pressure, of opinions, of judgement… of the world, really. nothing else but you.”

there was a flash of surprise and fear. an equivalence of deer in the headlight in royal etiquette, mason presumed, before she turned away her head. “sounds like a selfish person to me.”

“if you’re a selfish person then you would’ve aborted our son the first moment you found out about him,” the speed of mason’s retaliation took serena by surprise. “but you didn’t. and that’s what i like about you, too.”

the amount of the word like coming out of mason’s mouth was seriously concerning serena. they were not supposed to like each other—amicable was what they agreed upon in the first place, given the situation and condition.

“can’t sleep?”

serena shook her head in response to mason’s question while her fingers reached for the cover of the piano, wanting to shut the lid and took her leave.

her intention had to be cancelled as mason took his spot beside her. “how are you feeling about tomorrow?”

ah, yes. the day she had been dreading.

tomorrow was the day serena had to fly back to eldorra, for her oldest brother’s wedding and her father’s abdication. the festivities wasn’t supposed to kick off until 5 days later, but serena had decided to fly in earlier because she thought she needed time to adjust back to the nitty-gritties of royal etiquettes, protocol and other royal affairs. it was a reasonable justification, both in the eyes of the palace and mason, considering she’d been away from the princess lifestyle for rather a while now, technically alone in London and bereft of any relatives but mason, both from his side of the family and especially hers.

in all honesty, serena was content with her life here, away from the spotlight and the pressure of a royal member. it was rather a life she’d been wishing to have since she was teenager. contrary to her image and popular belief that she was the friendliest member of the eldorran royal family, she wasn’t as good at mingling with any figure connected with power, politics and whatnot as she was mingling with her people.

an entire sequence of traditions was coming her way—for a wedding, abdication and coronation—so the level of social anxiety was guaranteed skyrocketing. this would mean mingling, meaningless chitchats, keeping two-faces intact, answering intruding questions, addressing false allegations, greeting and faking smiles to gold-digger spouses and so-called socialites FOR DAYS. good lord in heavens, please give me enough strengths to truck the atrocious days alone.

“are you sure you are not coming, mason?”

ah, yes. the breaking news, so shocking it headlined the eldorran gossip channels and tv programs for a week straight.

mason’s professional commitments required him to fly with his football club for an important match for several days, which coincidentally happened to fall during the series of pre-events leading to the wedding day of her brother. his attendance on the wedding day itself, the abdication and the coronation remained hanging for the public to guess—but they knew better.

the king, serena’s father, still harboured an ill feeling towards his only son-in-law. … mason didn’t even protest on that, given it was the prerogative of the king anyway, but her father made it well-known from their very first meeting in chelsea’s training ground that they’d never have a particular in-laws normalcy. mason remembered it very well, for he’d never been in the presence of a great power and authority flowing throughout the room that he’d wavered a little behind the mask he displayed.

mason flashed serena a bitter smile. “you know the answer to that, princess.”

“there is an answer to that, too, mason,” serena said, offering mason a slight grasp over his hand. “we can always use this special card of ours.”

the sight of serena looking down at her protruding belly, now unable to be hidden under various designs and styling, as her free hand stroking the ball of sunshine, never failed to warm mason’s entire body and soul. he would always feel warm and giddy, and proud and glad serena and their son was doing well each and every day, despite the rocky start.

“i’ll miss that when you’re away. you, playing the piano,” while another hand stroked gently over serena’s stomach, mason turned his occupied palm around to grip hers tightly, interlacing their fingers for the first time in forever. “i’ll miss this, too.”

“well—”

“i’ll miss you.”

what they had was orthodoxically special, indeed.

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the house feels empty

serena didn’t know the exact time and place where this all had begun, the random texts. the timeline had become blurry since they had progressed into a friendlier terms, coming from a chain of texts that was similar to the ones shared between the owner of a house and its renter. but it had indeed become something she looked forward to during the day, a glimpse of how his day went so far—ben snores so much it hurts my ears; azpi’s so irritating in training today; or such. it filled a small space in her heart, longing for a dear friend.

but since the i’ll miss you happened, serena would be lying if she didn’t think that mason’s words were laced with something else. something beyond friendship, something she was afraid to find out, something she’d like to think non-existent so they could continue their beneficial partnership until their son was born.

in case you forget, your sound system is top notch.

act calm as usual, the head of royal etiquette always reminded her in cases where she faced a micro crisis. thus, her reply just now. she’d slip in a banter or two whenever mason sent her any text of grumbles, complaints, grunts on a usual basis.

as calm as she was, serena had to place a hand over her chest, exactly on top of her beating heart that was running rather irregularly now, while her other hand was busy slipping her phone discreetly back to her meticulously customised purse and her attention back to the ongoing discussion between two young heirs in front of her.

but of course, when she felt her phone vibrated again not long after sending her reply, serena couldn’t help but to succumb to temptation. she retreated to the corner of the room and hands were immediately reaching for the electronic device.

it’s still not the same you’re not here

for a full ten seconds, serena remained a statue. the only sign she was alive was the wide grin plastered across her face that the princess herself didn’t realise was there to begin with.

ah, shame we’re miles apart then.

it didn’t take a minute before another bubble popped up.

what if I tell you we’re no longer apart?

serena’s heart jumped from its long hibernation—she’d successfully managed to sedate them into a peaceful sleep during her time training again her old motoric as a royal princess—but she tried very hard to mask the stallion pace it was giving.

because in all honesty, serena would be lying if she didn’t wish mason was here by her side. the last state banquet she attended with mason a while back was enough of a proof that having an ally was better than no one at all. even when they weren’t exactly in the best term back then, and apart from the fact that he was only there to fulfil his end of deal.

should she mention the immense assurance she felt whenever mason’s hands were on her back, placed strategically to guide her through the maze of people wanting to formally greet her, or whenever mason’s hands were extended to reach her waist protectively while one or two people were ready to step on her feet?

alas, hope is a very powerful weapon and she’d wish not to yield it. not towards mason, at least. but before she could type out her reply to his text, her phone beeped once more and another blue bubble had popped up on her screen.

look around.

despite the early internal battle, serena did as she was told. and there he was, mason mount, looking dapper as ever with a complete, tailored suit like every other man in this ballroom—which should mean by fellow aristocrats, socialites, political figures amongst others. maybe mason was even more dashing than the rest of them because good god, his smiles as he greeted every one he met along the way down to reach serena…

it was polite but full of implied sneer, it was handsomely irritating somehow. it was captivatingly powerful too on the other hand, enough to put all the gossip and rumours spread by the palace down. it was a plain challenge to the king’s authority that didn’t allow him to be here in the first place without giving away too much insider information away.

“hello, there,” the multimillion-watt smile wasn’t wavering anytime soon, serena inferred, as he finally stopped his steps in front of her. now that he stood so close to her, she could see a thousand layers of emotion unravelling, but one thing struck more than other: he was very happy, with a bit of relief, that he was here. and that was enough of a reason for serena to reciprocate his—somehow, unbeknowingly—wider grin because she, in fact, shared the same sentiment.

for the first time in her life, despite being trained to stand up for herself diplomatically so, serena thermapolis was beyond elated to have found a true ally in this room full of fake courtesies, and that ally was her husband, no less. her stunning husband, fawned by several ladies in the background, whom she had grown more than fond of, with or without her acknowledgement, was here and that was all that mattered.

and the awful part was mason didn’t know what he did just obliterated her poor heart and rendered her speechless.

“you look like you could use a company. may i join you this evening?”

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manyfandomocs · 3 months

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Teen Wolf OC Masterlist

Name: Avalon Ridley

Fic: Season of the Witch

Love Interest: Scott McCall

FC: Kaia Gerber

Name: Beckett Grove

Fic: Hope Has Wings

Love Interest: Derek Hale

FC: Darren Criss

Name: Candace Monahan

Fic: Hungry Like the Wolf

Love Interest: Derek Hale

FC: Naomi Scott

Name: Caylin Hale

Fic: Werewolves of Beacon

Love Interest: Scott McCall

FC: Lucy Hale

Name: Devin Parrish

Fic: Fire Burning Heart

Love Interest: Kira Yukimura

FC: Grant Gustin

Name: Dylan Bradford

Fic: Bite

Love Interest: Mason Hewitt

FC: Mason Gooding

Name: Ezra Brady

Fic: Invisible Love

Love Interest: Erica Reyes

FC: Justice Smith

Name: Gilead Monahan

Fic: Hungry Like the Wolf

Love Interest: Stiles Stilinski

FC: Avan Jogia

Name: Guinevere Bates

Fic: Deafening Silence

Love Interest: Isaac Lahey

FC: Anya Taylor-Joy

Name: Griffin Browning

Fic: Moonlight Gaze

Love Interest: Malia Tate

FC: Cole Sprouse

Name: Henrietta Atwood

Fic: Eyes of Ember

Love Interest: Stiles Stilinski

FC: Samara Weaving

Name: Julian Knights

Fic: Shot Through The Heart

Love Interest: Lydia Martin, endgame TBD

FC: Thomas Doherty

Name: Leon Hastings

Fic: Heart of Darkness

Love Interest: Allison Argent

FC: Rome Flynn

Name: Serena Morgan

Fic: Waterlogged

Love Interest: Lydia Martin

FC: Kelli Berglund

Name: Vivian Bell

Fic: Howling

Love Interest: Liam Dunbar

FC: Whitney Peak

#teen wolf oc #ocappreciation #masterlist

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fattest-disney-characters · 2 years

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Disney Princensses/Queen Muse

1:Snow White

2;Cinderella

3:Aurora

4:Belle

5:Jasmine

6:Pocahontas

7:Mulan

8:Ariel

9:Tiana

10:Rapuzel

11:Merida

12:Moana

13:Anna

14:Melody (18 yo)

15:Elsa

16:Queen of Spades

Turning Red Characters

1:Ming Lee

2:Mei Lee (18 yo)

3:Priya (18 yo)

4:Miriam (18 yo)

5:Abby (18yo)

6:Chen

7:Ping

8:Helen

9:Lily

10:Grandma Wu

11. Vivian(Lily daughter that was cut from the movie)

12. Jin Lee

Lion King Characters

1:Nala

2:Kiara

3:Sarabi

4:Sarafina

5:Zira

6:Vitani

Pokémon characters

1.Gloria from pokémon sword and shield (18 years old)

2.Marnie from pokémon sword and shield(18 years old)

3. Irida from pokémon legends arceus (18 years old)

4.Akari from pokemon legends arceus (18 years old)

5. Cogita from pokémon legends arceus

6. Serena from pokémon x and y(20 years old)

7. Misty(but in mighthyena form) from pokémon (25 years)

8. Nurse Joy, weight: 780lbs

Harry Potter Characters (games included)

Petunia Drusley

Aunt Marge

Prunela Drusley

Hermione Granger

Merula

Luna Lovewood

Fleru

Aludra Malfoy

Anne Sallow (starting weight: 120 lbs)

Mha

Inko age 41 years old (Inko Midoriya is a jumbo-sized blob of a Housewife

who weighs 3496 lbs)

Mitsuki 39 years old (Mitsuki Bakugo is a spectacularly hefty blob of a Housewife who weighs 3835 lbs)

Ochako 18years old

Toga 18 years old

Momo 18 years old

Mina 18 years old

Tsu 18 years old

Toru 18 years old

Mandalay

Pixie-Bob

Ragdoll

Demon Slayer

Nezuko Kamado 18 years old

Mitsuri 18 years old

Shinobu 19 years old

Kanao 18 years old

Lady Tamayo

Lady Kana 80 years old

Susamaru

Makomo

One Piece Characters

Nami;

Vivi;

Nico Robin

Boa Hancock

Yamato(Daughter of Kaido)

Charlotte Linlin aka Big Mom: 1323lbs

Bloodborne

Vicar Amelia: 500lbs

Goddess of Yharnam Vicar Amelia

Lady Maria

Lady Maria Beast of Astral ClockTower

Doll

Eileen

Iosefka

Impostor Iosefka

Irl SSBBW Ladies( tv shows, movies, etc)

Lisa Fleming

Kelly Mason

Coliesa McMillian

Renee Biran

Guna Krasley

Ashley Randall

Laura Ann Perez

Angela Gutierrez

Dragoness

Ludmilla

Malifecent

Rick and Morty ladies

Beth

Summer

Clarence World Lady

Mary Wendell

Show of courage the scared dog fat lady

Muriel

Hazbin Hotel/ Helluva Boss

Charlie

Vaggie

Loona

Octavia

Millie

Loona

Kim of 666 news

Vaggie

Kung Fu Panda ladies

Viper

Mei Mei

Master Tigress

My Little Pony

Princess Celestia

Princess Luna

Princess Cadence

Princess Twillight

Rarity

Pinkie Pie

Apple Jack

Rainbow Dash

Fluttershy

Star wars ladies

Padme

Ahsoka

Rei

Leia

Fat Bleach Ladies

Orihime

Rukia

Hikifune

Rangiku

Isane

Momo

Soi Fon

Rurichyo

Yachiru

Kiyone

Nemu

Karin Kurosaki

Masaki Kurosaki

Yuzu Kurosaki

Fat Naruto/Boruto ladies

Sakura

Hinata

Tsunade

Shizune

Mito Uzumaki

Kushina uzumaki

Anko

Family guy fat ladies

Meg Griffin

Lois Griffin

The Simpsons

Marge

Lisa

Maggie

Dia-Betty

Marge sisters

Maude Fladders

Louanne Van Houten

Mindy Simmons

Miss Hoover

Edna Krabapple

Fat Sonic ladies

Vanilla

Cream

Amy Rose

Rouge

Blaze

Fat Fnaf

Chica

Toy Chica

Funtime Chica

Glamrock Chica

Mangle

Nightmare Mangle

Roxanne Wolf

Circus Baby

Ballora

Vanny

Officer Vanessa

Beastars ladies

Leano(Legoshi mom)

Juno

Liza(my oc)

Sheila

Haru

Melon Mum

Legoshi (Because of a episode he dressed as a lady)

Toki (Leano mom and Legoshi grandma)

Undertale/ Deltarune

Toriel

Frisk

Chara

Alphys

Catty

Catti

Fixala beautiful girls

Pebbles and Becky

Ashley

Rosie (Ashley vixen pet)

Georgette

Magna

Delphine

Victoria and her sisters younger Kelly and Kylie

Ricky

Morgana:pig

Hissy:pet snake

Odette

Victoria

Loky

Janet

Jasper

Nina

Stacey

Magna

Caramel

Valerie

Lesley

Morana

Zala

Nina:glaceon

Madelyn 'Maddie': vaporeon

Momo

Sanurah

Kylie

Vanessa

Witch of waste

Carol

Sarah

Karen

Kinks: Weight gain, Immobility, Slob, Gas, Blob, Pregnancy, Drool, Feet, Inflation( Water, Air, Blueberry and Lard), Panting/Heavy breathing, Health Issues, Uneven body parts, Squashing/ Crushing( Food, Toys), Clothes Ripping, Dom/Sub feeding, Milking and Animal transformation

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cryptidwlw69 · 1 year

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Ask me about my OCs

Hi there!! You can ask me any question about my ocs ( as long as its not NSFW)

BEN 10

Ryan

Wrath

Misery

Serena

Melanie

Lilith

Motorcity Ocs

Alex Cunningham >

Ricky Price

Mason Cunningham

Elenor Cunningham

Masha Cunningham-Chilton

Samir Cunningham-Chilton

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ao3feed-everlark · 11 months

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The Siren’s Song

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/kIhr2Lb

by sfthb

After winning the 69th Hunger Games, Serena Mar was the shell of a once beautiful soul. Now hidden behind the sultry act and gifted the name 'The Siren'.

Finnick Odair x OC

Words: 1224, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: The Hunger Games (Movies), Hunger Games Trilogy - Suzanne Collins, Hunger Games Series - All Media Types

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con

Categories: F/M

Characters: Katniss Everdeen, Peeta Mellark, Finnick Odair, Gale Hawthorne, Johanna Mason, Mags (Hunger Games), Haymitch Abernathy

Relationships: Finnick Odair/Original Female Character(s), Katniss Everdeen/Peeta Mellark, Johanna Mason & Finnick Odair, Finnick Odair/Original Character(s)

Additional Tags: Angst, Forced Prostitution, Inspired by The Hunger Games, Alternate Universe - Hunger Games Setting, 75th Hunger Games, Hunger Games-Typical Death/Violence, Original Character(s), Cross-Posted on Wattpad, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Psychological Trauma, Depression, Finnick Odair Lives, Finnick Odair-centric, Protective Finnick Odair

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/kIhr2Lb

#everlark #everlark fic #katniss everdeen #peeta mellark #thg #ao3feed

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amlovelies · 1 year

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Serena Willis

meet my ocs 39/??

a liability.

5'8/172cm blond hair. blue eyes. cis woman. she/her pronouns. bisexual.

ship: just another liability (specialist agent mason) tag | art | fic

themes/tropes/vibes: abandonment issues, the illusion of a fresh start, running away, found family, self destructive choices, fear of intimacy, emotional slow burn, fwb to lovers

Serena is no stranger to running away, but this is taking it to a new level. After falling through a portal and ending up in the "sleepy" little town of Wayhaven, she has to adjust to her new life which now includes working with a team of vampires. What starts as a hookup grows complicated after a near death situation she finds herself running yet again in an attempt to protect her fragile heart.

#meet my ocs #oc: serena willis

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thediamondolls · 2 years

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this list is ever changing, check back for updates!

TV Muses:

Heidi Barrie / Buffy the Vampire Slayer ( fc: shelley hennig )

Jo Harvelle / Supernatural ( fc: alona tal )

Ruby ( v. 1.0 ) / Supernatural ( fc: katie cassidy )

Saxa / Spartacus ( fc: ellen hollman )

Santanico Pandemonium / From Dusk til Dawn ( fc: eiza gonzalez )

Vanessa Styles / From Dusk til Dawn ( fc: adrianne palicki )

Serena van der Woodsen / OG Gossip Girl ( fc: blake lively )

OC's:

Aoife / Anita Blake: Vampire Hunter ( fc: katherine mcnamara )

Ebony Sparda / Devil May Cry ( fc: emeraude toubia )

Eirny / X-Men ( fc: danielle rose russell )

Ekaterina Romanov / John Wick ( fc: megan fox )

Freki / Werewolf lore ( fc: katherine winnick )

Keres Angelos / AHS Coven ( fc: ryan ashley malarkey )

Laura Lawrence / Cobra Kai ( fc: jeanine mason )

Lilith / Biblical / Mythology Based ( fc: samantha robinson )

Mariella Salvatore / The Vampire Diaries / The Originals ( fc: giulia de lellis )

Remini : x5-404 / Dark Angel ( fc: lindsay morgan )

Video Games:

Faith Seen / Far Cry 5 ( fc: anya taylor joy )

Jill Valentine / Resident Evil ( fc: tbd )

Lilith the Siren / Borderlands ( fc: tbd )

Susie Jordan aka The Legion / Dead by Daylight ( fc: lights poxleitner )

Movies:

Amber Sweet / Repo! the genetic opera ( fc: ryan ashley malarkey )

Marnie Wallace / Repo! the genetic opera ( fc: emily blunt )

Delta / Jurassic World ( fc: adrianne palicki )

Fox Mask / You’re Next ( fc: jon bernthal )

Ginger Fitzgerald / Ginger Snaps ( fc: katherine isabel )

Holly Garling / PET ( fc: ksenia solo )

Jennifer Check / Jennifer’s Body ( fc: megan fox )

Kirby Reed / Scream 4 ( fc: hayden pantierre )

Tattoo / Moulin Rouge! ( fc: ryan ashley malarkey )

Tracy Bingham / All Cheerleaders Die ( fc: natalie alyn lind )

Comics:

America Chavez / Marvel ( fc: xochitl gomez )

Bobbi Morse / Marvel ( fc: blake lively )

Christine Palmer / Marvel ( fc: rachel mcadams )

Clint Barton / Marvel ( fc: aaron paul )

Dinah Lance / DC ( fc: katherine winnick )

Jessica Jones / Marvel ( fc: krystin ritter )

Natasha Romanov / Marvel ( fc: ana de armas )

Oliver Queen / DC ( fc: charlie hunnam )

Sersi / Marvel ( fc: gemma chan )

Tandy Bowen / Marvel ( fc: olivia holt )

Zatanna Zatara / DC ( fc: emeraude toubia )

Literature:

Cherry / Anita Blake: Vampire Hunter ( fc: brianne howey )

Corky Corcoran / Fear Street Cheerleaders ( fc: sabrina carpenter )

Itzpapalotl / Anita Blake: Vampire Hunter ( fc: becky g )

Jeyne Westerling / ASOIAF ( fc: lily james )

Rafael Espinoza / Anita Blake: Vampire Hunter ( fc: clayton cardenas )

Raina Wallis / Anita Blake: vampire hunter

Ridley Duchannes / Caster Chronicles aka Beautiful Creatures ( fc: dove cameron )

Rosalie Hale / Twilight ( fc: sydney sweeney / anti smeyer )

Rosha Nelson / Fear Street: The Perfect Date ( fc: olivia holt )

Shiera Seastar / ASOIAF ( fc: tbh )

Sookie Stackhouse / Southern Vampire Mysteries aka True Blood ( fc: tbd )

Stormy Llewellyn / Odd Thomas ( fc: danielle campbell )

Vivian Gandillon / Blood and Chocolate ( fc: virginia gardner )

Request:

Churchill Creed / Pet Semetary ( fc: zane holtz )

Eventide Grimhilde / Grimm / descendants multi-fandom ( fc: sofia carson )

Fawkes / Harry Potter ( fc: ana de armas )

Hedwig / Harry Potter ( fc: diana agron )

Jane Foster / Marvel ( fc: alicia vikander )

Sansa Stark / ASOIAF ( fc: sophie turner )

#siren's mobile muse list

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ask-dream-world · 6 years

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24,25,27,28!

24. If you could meet one OC of yours, who would it be and why?

there are so many characters i could name here good goddefinitely coral, to give her a really big hug and tell her how sorry i am for what happened to her in 2015 ;o;

25. What is the OC that resembles you the most (same hobby, height, shared like/dislike for something etc?)

not counting my self-insert (the seer), i’d probably have to say serena!! she was my in-game squid for splatoon 1 and she does have a lot of similarities to me :0

27. Any OCs that were inspired by a certain song?

WHERE TO BEGIN? 8D

mae was inspired by marina and the diamond’s “i am not a robot”mason (unseen on the blog as of this post) was inspired by madame macabre’s “to the ark”scelerophobia (also unseen as of this post) was inspired by ghost/creep-p’s “hyperdontia” and “novocaine”, but mainly the first onewilson was literally designed after radiohead’s “street spirit”

a lot of ocs of mine are tied to music but these are just the direct inspirations ovo

28. Your most dangerous OC?

ooh, that’s a tough onepenumbra was literally designed as a weaponkagami is also incredibly strong despite being practically seven years oldserik can literally fuse worlds together

a lot of them are strong in their own ways but for dangerous? it’s gotta be these guys

#ask blog #my ocs #ask-dream-world #ask my oc #showsirenvivi #answered #nerida kailani #serena #mae #mason #scelerophobia #wilson #penumbra #kagami #serik

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magiaesabiduria · 3 years

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Please read rules page before interacting!

RULES. MEMES. WISHLIST.

List of open / active muses:

The 100: John Murphy, Nathan Miller

Criminal Minds: Spencer Reid, Megan Kane

Harry Potter: Dracona Malfoy, Severus Snape, Lucius Malfoy, Charlie Weasley,

How to Get Away With Murder: Connor Walsh, Frank Delfino

The Hunger Games: Haymitch Abernathy, Johanna Mason

Merlin: Arthur Pendragon

Scream (TV show): Noah Foster

OC: Serena Montgomery

( crossed off muses are currently on hiatus and might be removed )

As of 11/01/2021, count is as follows:

DRAFTS: 51 QUEUE: 28 ASK BOX: ? (going to go through it soon and find out) ASK BOX status: open

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*** from now on will be tagging sm.ut with “usfw”

*** trigger warnings: “____ cw” will be the trigger content tag on this blog. if I am not currently tagging something you need tagged PLEASE REACH OUT and I will adjust.

#【 I bond fast; time is an illusion :: ooc 】#【 update 】

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tenrouislands · 3 years

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r, 25, college grad, mixed, taken, multishipper. this is just a personal blog which will mostly consist of my fandoms.

things i watch and may post about: fairy tail, 9-1-1 (on fox), riverdale (i say this loosely), gossip girl (original), charmed (original & reboot), descendants, soul eater, castle, criminal minds, shadowhunters, teen wolf, marvel, svu, the oc, boy meets world, the vampire diaries, the originals, schitt's creek, that's so raven, atla, all the childhood goodies, etc.

tagging system.

main ships: mostly nalu, gajevy, madney, buddie, varchie, bughead, stucky, klayley, ryan & marissa, and teen wolf ships at the moment. i may post about other ships but they will be tagged accordingly.

favorite characters (in no specific order): maddie buckley, eddie diaz, hen & karen wilson, seth cohen, toni topaz, jughead jones, veronica lodge, reggie mantle (i can fix him), black star, maka albarn, evie grimhilde, jay son of jafar, uma, kate beckett, alexis rose, david rose, kira yukimura, hayden romero, scott mccall, mason hewitt, lucy heartifilia, emily prentiss, luke alvez, matt simmons, piper halliwell, kirishima, suki, zuko, serena van der woodsen, nate archibald, elena gilbert, bonnie bennett, shawn hunter, jackson kenner, camille o'connell, marcel gerard, sam wilson, steve rogers, rafael barba, peter stone, kat tamin, dick grayson, duke thomas, cassandra cain, kon-el, cassie sandsmark, etc.

#about me!#pin.#fandoms #I forgot some but what can you do.#prev. shakygrounds

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...I apologize for this.

#the power of procrastination #I really don't wanna make the next volatile part xD #this took me way longer than I like to admit #also those joints are shameful don't judge me I can't draw today #drugs tw #random crap #Oc: Melvin Holloway #Oc: Simon Davis #Oc: Serena Mason #Oc: Roy Mason #I might make more parts xD #sims 3 #shitpost

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oh-saints · 1 year

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sweetest devotion (p.1)

despite being written on paper, arranged marriages don't really have a guidance entailed. and mason was trapped into navigating the direction of this huge ship alone.

playboy!mason mount x princess!OC

word count: 2.0k

tw: as mentioned in the masterlist only, but extramarital affair to a marriage of convenience for this chapter

note: due to a stupid accident that costed my wrist, sorry for the long delay but here it is! i promised you next part's longer but hope you enjoy it nonetheless. as usual, i happen to write at dawn so this is not beta-read yet.

tags: @missgaygurl @pingyu-in-wonderland <3 (lemme know if you want to be added!)

sweetest devotion masterlist here <<prologue here - part 2 here>>

but face proven to be not everything needed in this holy institution called marriage.

especially not when the woman-in-question didn’t show that pretty face any where near mason throughout the second week.

mason never thought his marriage would turn out like this, though.

mainly because during the first week, mason and serena managed to stay civil—serena, for the sake of the baby; mason, for the sake of his life. because let’s be honest, there was too much at stake if they fucked up.

but truthfully, mason actually had a glimpse of what their marriage could look like, should they work together immaculately, so he didn’t think he had a point to complain. he reaped the benefits such as having his laundry taken care of—which he once admitted publicly was a total bummer when he was living alone because it’d mean he had to do it by his own self—while she was sheltered nicely and comfortably from the harsh punishment hanging on her head like a bounty.

well, at least until the mastermind behind the grand plan went missing.

no prior words, prior warning or whatsoever.

and mason was left dumbstruck. because now, what the hell was he supposed to do in this house without being reminded that he now couldn’t go out as much as he liked to? or the fact that he couldn’t pop into some upcoming hit nightclub for a relieve of his own without jeopardising both his and serena’s life?

fucking hell, he groaned before landing a well-placed punched to the sandbag he stored in his home gym. lately the poor thing was his only solace to the burning rage boiling that was threatening to combust. he’d never hated himself for what he’d done to his own life more than that precise moment.

once, someone told him that the most dangerous taste in life was the taste of freedom. and god were they right—he’d exchange everything in possession to have his premarital life and the freedom he was entitled with back in his hold. fuck what they said about his reputation of painting the town red.

“mase!” ben’s chirpy voice over the call clearly indicated he was drunk and in need of help. “you should come to the factory! she’s here!”

mason didn’t think twice to put on his usual clubbing garb at ben’s information and pulled out his Lamborghini from his driveway towards his and ben’s favourite nightclub.

and ironically, the place where it all begin for mason and serena.

but if serena was having fun at the night club, he deserved the right to ruin his steak of sombre nights. did he not?

“mason!” ben chilwell had to scream for his name to beat out the pounding music but his ears had never been more familiar at the loud voices more than now. “you’re here!”

“where’s she?”

ben’s smile grew wider at mason’s question. the left-back might not know the reason behind mason’s rash decision to get married—he initially thought the young star was only not wanting to pass up the chance to tie down a princess—but one thing that he did know was that mason mount was like a moth to the fire whenever she was involved in the scene.

“over at the bar!”

mason’s scanned the said bar, and his heart fell at the sight of her. because she wasn’t who mason was looking out for; she wasn’t serena. and all his plan getting even to serena he initially planned went evaporating into the air.

she happened to have the name of elena, the very and only woman who mason dared to describe closest as his lover, despite their constant on-and-off nature.

and ironically, the very reason mason and serena happened the first place.

if it wasn’t because of her dumping him—for the nth time—mason wouldn’t have sought the company of another woman in his bed. he wouldn’t have hunted serena, the prettiest commodity the factory had accrued that night, down on a Friday night too long ago.

elena peered over her shoulder, her eyes gave out away the hidden surprise at the sight of mason coming to the nightclub. surely, the newlywed didn’t come alone, did he?

mason was supposed to feel accustomed to this game of her. it was her signature move—giving off a glance over her shoulder, looking smoulderingly sexy as she did so.

mason knew what was coming, her selling off herself to the highest bidder. and he wasn’t supposed to fall into the jealousy trap of seeing endless men courting her anymore.

but he did, helplessly, like icarus flying too close to the sun. and before he realised it himself, mason had already circled his arms around her waist, surrendering himself to the devil in prada shoes as he lost himself to the demonic sensation of having elena’s lips on his, sloppy kisses be damned.

this was normalcy for mason.

this was what he could’ve had, and he’d never hated serena more than now for stealing this away from him.

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for the rest of the week, going back to elena’s place was all mason did. god knows doing what, but if whatever-it-was brought back the happy spirit to mason’s body and his old self, the rest of the Chelsea team didn’t question it.

only when he needed a fresh change of clothes did he come back to his home, did he realise serena was already back occupying the 1st floor of the building. he might not see her in flesh and blood, but the fresh scent of lavender told more than words could never convey.

he dashed for his bedroom, putting his pieces of clothing as much as the duffel bag let him to, before heading out again towards elena’s place. mason managed to reconcile for the good now—because elena also realised that having mason in the arms of anyone else didn’t settle with her well—so he didn’t want to waste time away from her anymore.

halfway downstairs, mason got stopped by serena’s figure at the other end of the stairs. the woman looked like she was going to catch up on mason, but as her eyes travelled to his packed bag, mason noticed she was dawning in the reality.

good, he thought inwardly. it should serve her place.

mason let another 10 seconds passed by before he continued galloping down the stairs, breezed past serena the way she left him a week ago—empty. indifferent.

like nothing.

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weeks passed and it was another weekly dose of mason fetching another pack of his clothes.

mason had certainly hired a cleaner so he could dump his dirty clothes one week and get another set of fresh clothes the next. despite his indifference towards serena, he prided himself on sparing her the smell of another woman standing in between them like the elephant in the room.

as soon as his feet graced the living room, a messy bun he wasn’t familiar at all was what came to his eyes, the hair colour so striking in the midst of mason’s all-white living room. while it wasn’t unusual, serena had never bothered crossing his way whenever he was back home to do this, as if they’d silently fallen into an inexplicable routine.

only at times like that was he grateful of marrying the right person. the princess’ pedigree certainly didn’t lie.

but still giving him her back, the owner of the highlighted scene spoke up. “you’re home.”

if serena wasn’t spurting the obvious information, mason would’ve shrunk at how eerily chilled her voice was. “you think?”

mason’s voice didn’t bother her at all—just like any other time during their short pre-wedding prep, the only time when he questioned her unwavering resolve only to be answered by “it’s just who I am.”

she just stood from her place so gracefully like a feather dancing ballet. “good, because we need to talk.”

“about what?”

“about us,” mason was seriously questioning how the hell she could spin her body into facing him with shoulders so squared she would’ve put kendall jenner to shame. “boundaries and all.”

oh, the audacity, mason scoffed. “the time of talking was a week ago, serena, which—in case you forget—was the time when you decided to disappear from the face of the earth.”

mason’s jab at her didn’t shake off her resolve, still. “where were you?”

“why do you care?”

“I care because the palace called,” mason appreciated she cut to the point because elena would be waiting for the dinner reservation he made for them. “I don’t care about you keeping a lover, mistress or whatever it is outside this house as long as you keep it under the wraps.”

shit, the palace must’ve found out somehow about him and elena. or the paparazzi did, who then contacted the palace to release the pictures. alas, mason must’ve been too reckless lately about his rendezvous. “okay.”

“and as long as you are to show up for the social gatherings the royal family may see fit,” this one, mason had to groan. who said marrying a princess was going to be a good stroke to his ego? “if it kills you so much, we can mingle for an hour tops before citing I’m not feeling well.”

“I don’t have problem with that,” the footballer crossed his arms as he bit back his response. he couldn’t possibly spew off his honest reaction at this time, not when this topic came up due to his carelessness. “I take it that includes my public appearances?”

“I’m not going to tail you to every of them if you don’t want me to,” yes, good, don’t come. “I’ll only go to where it concerns your club.”

“okay,” mason sighed, shifting his weight from his left leg to the right one, indicating he was uncomfortable and wanted to end this conversation already. “anything else?”

“that is all,” serena shook off her head before directing her feet to move towards her room. “good night, mason.”

“where were you, anyway?” serena halted her steps at mason’s question. “the past week?”

“why do you care, mason?”

mason knew serena only did that to get back at him but it still annoyed the hell of him. “just answer the damned question.”

“I was hospitalised.”

what? “how?”

“I fell off the stairs.”

what the fuck?! and she didn’t bother to share this piece of information? “okay… how about—”

“the baby? they’re safe, mason,” serena felt the need to turn around to show that she had indeed been doing a good job becoming a mother, no matter how bad mason was at doing his job as the father. “need not worry about it.”

serena might not show it in her words but mason could feel the slight annoyance at the way she turned herself around to him, to blatantly show him that all the reasons he didn’t need to put the blame on her for endangering their child. and it rubbed off in all the wrong way to mason because why was he getting the sticks now?

“I was meaning to ask how about we tell each other about our whereabouts, Jesus Christ,” mason grunted under his breath. serena was truly testing his patience this time… “your beloved palace surely wouldn’t appreciate it if you have a bad husband that doesn’t at least know where you are, no?”

that, serena could take a good moot point when she saw one.

but before serena could open a negotiation to mason’s suggestion, the man shook off his head as he dragged his feet towards his own bedroom. “hospital, of all places… good God.”

next chapter contains:

“how about having your friends over?”

“mason,” serena sighed, a bitter smile making its way to her face. “you’re the closest thing I have to a friend.”

mason couldn’t hide his surprise at her admission. despite being drunk, mason did remember that she went to the club where he was at, the night that led to their situation now, with so many people in tow. “didn’t you have so many friends when going to the club?”

bitter smile still intact, serena looked up this time and levelled mason’s gaze. “welcome to the lonely life of a princess, mason mount.”

#oh-saints writes #mason mount #mason mount x oc #mason mount fic #mason mount fics #mason mount fanfic #mason mount fanfics #mason mount fanfiction #mason mount angst #mason mount imagine #mason mount imagines #footie fic #footballer x oc #football fics

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