Monster Boy

"And in his chest he found a heart that had never, ever, ever been used." My name is Matt Daehler. I'm 22, I never go anywhere without my camera, and I will devour you. Open Starters She spoke. And I listened.

[petarparker]

Favourite Teen Wolf Villain - Matt Daehler

“Werewolves, Hunters, Kanimas. It’s like a freakin’ Halloween party every full moon.”

[mattisamonster]

I will kill if it means somebody else doesn’t have to.

Unknown

[mattisamonster]

alilskinnylove:

The nogitsune smiled coldly, with mild interest as she sized him up as well. “Oh do we?” She extended her hand to shake his. “I suppose that makes us allies, then.” Eddie hadn’t been aware of the supernatural at the time of his supposed death, so her memories weren’t much help in informing the nogitsune why this boy would hate McCall and his pack. “Tell me, what did the True Alpha do to earn your wrath?”

Matt chuckled darkly, truly find a humor in the whole debacle that was his mortal life. The sorry excuse of a life his pathetic soul had been. “It was not really McCall,” his lips peels back to reveal a row of razor sharp teeth, inhumanly pointed, “It was his lover.” He smiled to himself, taking a pleasure in the tragic romance that seemed to present itself when he exhumed old details from his past life. “Never the less, he will see an unimaginable death at my hand.” this time, he spoke bored and dryly. “And!” It was as if he’d just remembered she was present, “What has he does to you?”

[chessler-blog1]

“If you so much as think about mentioning this to anyone, I will ruin you. Got it?”

[mattisamonster]

“Yes ma’am.” Matt cooed with a little too much ease in his tone.

[neverwholelahey]

Isaac leaned against the table, listening to the conversation, watching the two talk, and wondered what could be so fascinating about food that they had to spend the better half of an hour discussing it.

[mattisamonster]

Picking up on Isaac’s boredom, Matt gave him a nudge with his elbow. “Fuck the whole Donuts or Pizza? thing. Who would win in a dance off? Coach Finstock or Malia?” He couldn’t hide an impish grin.

[hergrowls-blog]

“ What’s with this look on your face. ”

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[mattisamonster]

“It is a look of contempt.” Matt decided to let her analyze further on her own.

[evolvingheartismar-deactivated2]

“give me ONE good reason as to why I should do as you say right now.”

[mattisamonster]

“Because I’m the only thing keeping you alive in a world of chaos and no Scott.”

[promptsareus-blog1]

For each “⭐️” I get, I’ll write a headcanon about our muses.

[alilskinnylove-deactivated20200]

Matt scoffed at her remark which might besmerch the pride or reputation of a moral man, but fell on deaf ears in this case. “No no. Simply implying that you might be influenced by a hormonal, little girl.” He cocked his head to the side, expressing disregard for her form as if it pained him to look directly at her body. Though in truth she was a lovely thing, her soft features were lost on the mesmerizing scent of the nogitsune’s evil spirit. Matt inhaled deeply and slowly, “What’s that in the air?” He chuckled, as she gave away her true form, and figured she must already know his own. Lest she be a fool to relinquish such sensitive information. This meeting was becoming more and more intriguing to Matt…

She chuckled darkly. “The only one being influenced is the hormonal little girl,” the trickster replied. “Chaos. Revenge, hopefully. I have a group of teenagers to punish. You should be familiar with them. . Scott McCall and his little pack of misfits.” Eddie’s face contorted into an expression of disgust. The Nogitsune was not over the humiliation of being defeated by children, nor was she about to forgive their offense any time soon.

[mattisamonster]

Matt’s eyes glistened at her strong words, which cut sharply through the air and rang in his ears. “Perfect.” Matt sized up the girl once more, this time rather bluntly but with a newfound appreciation. “Interesting. Evil begets evil, speak of the devil and the devil shall appear.” A smile tugged at the corner of Matt’s mouth as he moved forward and closed the few yards between them. He extended a hand to shake, “It appears you and I have a common enemy...”

[alilskinnylove-deactivated20200]

The Nogitsune smiled when she saw Matt. “I know you.” Or at least, Eddie did. But since they were sharing one body, one mind, now, it was really all the same thing. “We thought you were dead.” Whether ‘we’ meant Void and Eddie or Eddie and the pack, it was the same.

@mattisamonster

[mattisamonster]

Matt, imprisoned in his human form for the moment, was bemused and appalled by the smile. The girl he recognized, Stilinski’s little sister, too young to have struck his interests before. “And I know of you… vaguely, I must admit.” He spoke with boredom coming off his breath, “Dead? Eh, that got old, I guess.” He was lying. Purgatory had become his home, the darkness merely his doorstep, and he’d never grow tired of the constant fighting. “And you? You seem to have changed a bit as well…” Matt mused and eyed her curiously, “Finally hit puberty, now?”

[alilskinnylove-deactivated20200]

“I know the feeling,” she mused. The Nogitsune hadn’t been dead, but she might as well have been, trapped in a box and buried in the roots of the Nemeton. “You wouldn’t be lusting after a young girl, would you, Matt?” the Nogitsune asked with a smirk. Not that she cared. The body may be that of a child, but she was over a thousand years old. “The change you see has nothing to do with puberty, and everything to do with a dark trickster spirit.” 

[mattisamonster]

Matt scoffed at her remark which might besmerch the pride or reputation of a moral man, but fell on deaf ears in this case. “No no. Simply implying that you might be influenced by a hormonal, little girl.” He cocked his head to the side, expressing disregard for her form as if it pained him to look directly at her body. Though in truth she was a lovely thing, her soft features were lost on the mesmerizing scent of the nogitsune’s evil spirit. Matt inhaled deeply and slowly, “What’s that in the air?” He chuckled, as she gave away her true form, and figured she must already know his own. Lest she be a fool to relinquish such sensitive information. This meeting was becoming more and more intriguing to Matt...

[alilskinnylove-deactivated20200]

The Nogitsune smiled when she saw Matt. “I know you.” Or at least, Eddie did. But since they were sharing one body, one mind, now, it was really all the same thing. “We thought you were dead.” Whether ‘we’ meant Void and Eddie or Eddie and the pack, it was the same.

@mattisamonster

[mattisamonster]

Matt, imprisoned in his human form for the moment, was bemused and appalled by the smile. The girl he recognized, Stilinski’s little sister, too young to have struck his interests before. “And I know of you... vaguely, I must admit.” He spoke with boredom coming off his breath, “Dead? Eh, that got old, I guess.” He was lying. Purgatory had become his home, the darkness merely his doorstep, and he’d never grow tired of the constant fighting. “And you? You seem to have changed a bit as well...” Matt mused and eyed her curiously, “Finally hit puberty, now?”

[ladiesofscifi]

[mattisamonster]

Love Interruption / Jack White

I want love to murder my own mother Take her off to somewhere like Hell or up above

[haleontheprowl]

mattisamonster:

Matt allowed for a playful grin to tease at the corners of his mouth. “I guess not.” He crooned with a chuckle, placing both closed fists on his hips. “I guess small talk is out of the question then?” He questioned a little disappointedly.

      ‘ I despise small talk – its only purpose is to fill awkward voids between people who shouldn’t be interacting. ’ She hinted, irises narrowing further, scepticism etching into ivory features. ‘ So let’s cut the chase. Why are you here? ’ She’d barely seen the Kanima, assuming he’d skipped town – or at least that’s what she’d have done if they’d switched positions.

[mattisamonster]

Matt narrowed his eyes as well in an attempt to bemuse the other. She was older and probably stronger but not after he shifted into the Kanima. Though he could recall with great ease the pain she’d inflicted upon him in battle, his twisted mind fell upon these reveries with warmth and nostalgia. As the Hale spoke, her tongue sharpening itself against her teeth, Matt grinned almost goofily with an over saturated smile. “Cut to the chase we shall.” He agreed with her, lapping up her harsh words: did she not realize how arousing their exchange was becoming? “I have every right to live in Beacon Hills.” He said simply, not defensively either.

[screamdeath-deactivated20180603]

 「  STARTER CALL   /    @mattisamonster    」

     scott had told the pack about matt &&  how he was the VICTIM &&  that everyone should just give him another chance. now, lydia doesn’t like him as he controlled her ex-boyfriend, jackson, &&  he had almost died because of matt. though, she TRUSTS  scott. so when she saw him enter the school &&  saw that people kept on giving him glares, lydia sighed &&  walked up to him.   ❝    hello there, matt. welcome back. don’t mind the others.   ❞

[mattisamonster]

Matt felt skittish, but wouldn’t show it. Wouldn’t show any emotions. It was too much of a risk, returning to Beacon Hills High was his only route- he wasn’t leaving his home town. He had a right to live here too. But what quality of life was he going to have to adjust to in order to stay? Matt was going to find out. Entering the large double doors drew everyone’s attention to him- including Lydia’s- and he faltered for a moment in his steps. But kept walking y’all and strong, chest puffed out naturally, a habit he picked up from the other guys in juvie. “Hello Lydia.” Matt spoke evenly, unsure of where his boundaries were and unable to look to Scott for social queues.

[haleontheprowl]

@mattisamonster liked for a starter

       ‘ God, you just don’t die do you? ’ The sassy Hale mused with a stiff posture that was ready to pounce without hesitation at any sign of danger.

[mattisamonster]

Matt allowed for a playful grin to tease at the corners of his mouth. “I guess not.” He crooned with a chuckle, placing both closed fists on his hips. “I guess small talk is out of the question then?” He questioned a little disappointedly.

[scheminghale]

“Chris Argent is just as good as you’d think. Biblically speaking.”

[mattisamonster]

“What is that supposed to mean?” Matt enjoyed Peter’s twisted riddles usually, but tonight he was beyond them.