HELLHOUND.

jordan parrish. deputy sheriff. hellhound. from mtv's teen wolf. slight canon divergence. written by claudia. 

[blackshck]

𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐁𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇.☠︎ starter call. like this post if you want a starter from jordan parrish from mtv’s teen wolf. crossovers are welcomed and encouraged and most threads will be placed after season 6 finale.

[blackshck]

𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐁𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇.☠︎ starter call. like this post if you want a starter from jordan parrish from mtv’s teen wolf. crossovers are welcomed and encouraged and most threads will be placed after season 6 finale.

[blackshck]

𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐁𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇.☠︎ starter call. like this post if you want a starter from jordan parrish from mtv’s teen wolf. crossovers are welcomed and encouraged and most threads will be placed after season 6 finale.

[parrishdaily]

[lesbvan]

It’s a term of endearment that’s all.

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sunsymbols‌: ꜱᴀᴍ ᴡɪɴᴄʜᴇꜱᴛᴇʀ.

          “Am I?” Sam looks behind him as if he’s surprised to see the gated area just across the road. It’s dark, so maybe his excuse will fly. “Sorry .  .  . I guess? I don’t really know where anything is, I’m just here visiting family.” The excuse is followed by a shrug, gaze looking over the other again like something could have changed in the moments he had turned away. If this were some kind of setup, that would have been the moment to strike and Sam nearly feels relief knowing nothing happened (and a bit stupid for giving him the chance in the first place). Albeit, the moment is short-lived as he doesn’t think to pull away from the hand until it hits his shoulder. It’s then that something within him reaches out, almost like lurching toward the dark mass in Mr. Cop. The feeling is something akin to an adrenaline rush; his blood feels electric and his shoulder feels on fire. He doesn’t waste any time in batting the hand away, scrambling back, and putting the bench between them (cursing himself for not bringing a knife or something.).

          “What the hell are you?”

A frown deepens in his forehead. he might sense the lies but the deputy admits, the boy is very good at it, scarily so. ᴀ ꜱᴘᴀʀᴋ ɪꜱ ʟɪᴛ. the touch sparks something inside, a response from both of them, the hellhound; ancient and wise, recognizes now the thing that bothers from inside the boy. it makes the creature to flash their eyes; green turn to flaming orange as they step away, the distance causing the sensation to leave as; after a growl from the beast, the deputy resumes control. a question is thrown in his way and Parrish takes a moment before answering. 

     “What are you?“ he responds in retaliation. He can’t feel any creature he is aware of, but the hellhound knows. Cerberus knows and whispers the words. he has demon blood in him.  “Hellhound. I’m a hellhound.“

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caelestimortem‌: ᴀʀᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇʟ ᴀᴢʀᴀᴇʟ.

// @blackshck​

                     “  a  HELLHOUND ?  “  she  chuckled  .  wasn’t  a  surprise  though  for a  hellhound  ,  she  expected  something  DIFFERENT  .  not  a  shifter .  the  archangel stepped  closer  .  “    not  that  i’m  complaining  but  just  out  of  curiosity  ,  are  you  here  to  collect  ? 

ᴀ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ᴄʀɪᴍꜱᴏɴ ᴏʀᴀɴɢᴇ ʀɪꜱᴇɴ ɪɴ ʜɪꜱ ᴇʏᴇꜱ. flames from the hellhound spread through his iris turning the human’s greens into deep fires. a threat, a warning as the archangel steps closer.  the voice that comes through isn’t his only; the voice of the hellhound, an echo of his own.           “unfortunately no. angels are not my business.” no. he collects earthly, supernatural creatures, never angelic ones. even if he wishes to. parrish clears his throat, the deputy speaking. “. . .you’re an angel.”

[blackshck]

𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐁𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇.☠︎ starter call. like this post if you want a starter from jordan parrish from mtv’s teen wolf. crossovers are welcomed and encouraged and most threads will be placed after season 6 finale.

[victors-village]

Ryan Kelley + workout

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come love my hell puppy

[midamspn]

i made more gifs!! and here’s adams little smile as a bonus: 

[blackshck]

𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐁𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇.☠︎ starter call. like this post if you want a starter from jordan parrish from mtv’s teen wolf. crossovers are welcomed and encouraged and most threads will be placed after season 6 finale.

[james-romanoff]

@kira_yukimura would Parrish become a stripper cop?

[blackshck]

parrish managing to not burn his shorts is the same logic as the hulk not ripping his whole pants when he transforms.

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They saw you. They saw a Hellhound.

[blackshck]

the way I play Parrish and Cerberus relationship, just think of Jekyll and Hyde but mostly, Venom and Eddie.

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sunsymbols‌: ꜱᴀᴍ ᴡɪɴᴄʜᴇꜱᴛᴇʀ.

          It’s the uniform that catches him first. His dad had always taught him to avoid the police, and even from the age of four he could remember shrinking behind his brother to hide from those navy blue shirts. The Winchesters rely on secrecy and the authorities never brought them anything but trouble. Though tonight, it’s not just that, the air feels heavy and static – the way it does when entering a haunted home. And it takes a few steps for Sam to see it: something dark and churning under the man’s skin. His attention quickly shifts though when he realizes he’s been quiet for far too long. “Uh. I’m fine.” There’s not a demon inside him, that much he can tell immediately. No, there’s something different and he has to squint to see it clearer (and force himself to act normal to get a better look).  “And .  .  . my name’s Sam. Am I doin’ something wrong?” 

He’s lying. the voice inside, the growl from the hound calls to him, but he needs no help knowing the signs of a kid who was affected by something. and if he did, the chemo signals he was feeling spoke volumes. “Okay, Sam. No, you did nothing wrong, but it’s late and you are too close to a cemetery.” Odd, but he pushes that aside, most young people seem to like hanging around the place or do casual parties where the dead were resting. the growl he feels on the back of his throat makes him disgusted at the idea of the dead not resting. but he doesn’t seem that type of kid either. “Where’s your parents? Any relatives who would be worry you are away?” And a hand comes to touch the younger boy’s shoulder, concerned. nevermind he felt something heavy coming through the moment he touched him. a dread.