I'm Carrying a .45

Chis Argent. Former Hunter. Current Legal Arms Dealer

[stillwantstoshootyou]

seeringred:

Peter hated that he had to put Chris through the pain, but he reached into his jacket to pull out a package of gauze and an ace wrap. As he opened the package and began to cover up the bite, he let his fingers brush over Chris’ skin, taking some of the pain as he helped wrap it. “I’m sorry it hurt, Chris.” he replied. “If there were another way, to turn you but not hurt you, know that I would have done it.” he carefully began to wrap his mate’s shoulder, eyes blue as he focused on keeping the other male from being in too much pain. “I love you.” he breathed, almost silently as he finished wrapping the bite.

“I’m aware. I’m a big boy. Just patch it up.” he grunted, short with Peter to avoid having to admit that it really did hurt. Pain was weakness. Hell, this was weakness. His father would have never forgiven him, had he still been alive. But Gerard wasn’t his concern anymore and Chris wanted this. He turned to stare at Peter, so certain the man had said something and so confused about what exactly it was. “What did you say?” He questioned, staring at Peter as he waited for an answer. 

[stillwantstoshootyou]

seeringred:

Peter blinked a little. “I didn’t mean it that way, and you know it. It hurt me to hear him wanting to pull away. He doesn’t think he’s worth anything, but I know his worth and it felt like nothing I said got through to him. Maybe it’s just me. You aren’t the only one I’m trying to prove myself to.” He shrugged a little, looking away for a moment. He took a slow breath, bringing forth his wolf with ease he hadn’t had in over twenty years, eyes opening to reveal calm, crimson hues as he leaned in, pressing a kiss to Chris’ shoulder before closing his eyes and biting down until he tasted blood. 

Any argument that Chris would have had or any discussion about Isaac or his son’s feelings left his head in a rush of pain that groaned out loudly as he felt fangs pierce his skin. He didn’t let himself scream or struggle, just groaned low and digging his own nails into his skin, breaking the skin with the force of it. “Fuck.” he managed, breathing heavily. “Get me some bandages.” he demanded, his teeth grit tight. 

[stillwantstoshootyou]

"He's my son. Of course he's important to me." He snapped, glaring at Peter for a second. He wasn't trying to be an asshole but he wasn't going to have their relationship downplayed. "I dont care. Pick one. Neither of them will be visible with a shirt on." He pointed out.

[stillwantstoshootyou]

"Good. I'm glad you realize at least." He said with a nod. He followed Peter, listening to everything he was saying. "Isaac told me that he would only stop fighting me on it if you agreed. He thought you'd hate it for me as well." He explained. "Now, let's do this." He stopped when he felt they were in private enough, pulling off his shirt to avoid blood getting on it. "Where is the best place for the bite to heal?"

[stillwantstoshootyou]

seeringred:

Peter nodded. “I was mastering my control, Chris. It took a few days is all.” he replied. “I know what the agreement was, I would never forget.” He gave a light smile, eyes flaring red for a long moment. “I’m perfectly fine now. Much better than I expected. My old control is pretty much restored, it’s quite remarkable.” He licked his lips for a moment. “But I know this can be quite painful. I don’t know how quickly you wanted to this, but I knew I needed to have perfect control.” He reached to lay his hand palm up on the table between them. “I have no qualms about turning you. I just want to be able to help during the change.”

“I’ve handled pain. I don’t need to be coddled. I don’t care if you have to bite me right here. I’m tired of waiting.” he demanded. “I’ll be alright. I”m stronger than I look, but I need the strength that comes from the bite and I need to do this before Isaac gets really upset. He agreed to it if you agreed, but I don’t think he expected you to say yes.” 

[seeringred]

Peter sat reading quietly, the newly crowned alpha balanced and it was odd how easily he had gotten the wolf under control. There wasn’t a struggle like it had been since his last round as alpha and he took a breath and sighed as he relaxed into his chair. He glanced up as he noticed someone standing near his table. “Hello there. Looking for someone?”

[stillwantstoshootyou]

“Very funny,” He said dryly, moving to sit across from Peter. “You’ve been avoiding me. Why?” He said, frowning. “I want the bite. That was the agreement.” 

[lcnewclff-deactivated20180928]

“That thing wouldn’t have been able to kill her if it wasn’t for me. You can stand there and tell me it’s not my fault all you want but I will never believe you, Chris. I was there. I was weak. And I watched her die. I know exactly how it happened. I know every single detail.” And the details he remembered mostly were the details that kept him awake at night. The details that made it clear that what he once had with Allison wasn’t what he thought it was. “I just said that it’s what I want. I just don’t want this werewolf bullshit. You’re safer the way you are, why don’t you get that? You were a hunter. You’re strong enough without claws and sharp teeth. The strength that comes along with it.”

[stillwantstoshootyou]

“You don’t have things clear if you’re blaming yourself.” He growled at the teen, getting upset that Isaac was being stubborn and insisting on dragging himself down into a sort of spiral. “I wasn’t strong enough. My father killed people. He turned a whole town against innocent people on my watch. I hate looking in the mirror and seeing what I am because Allison was the only good thing to ever happen to the Argent name. I can’t stand being an Argent and I can’t help anyone the way I am. Peter will agree and he’ll turn me and that will be that.” 

[stillwantstoshootyou]

Text  || Hargent

[To; Chris]: I would never do something that stupid again. My last bout as alpha wasn't really me, Chris.

[To; Chris]: I have some intell, so by the end of the week, I'll be fine. I will probably stay hidden for a day or two after just to adjust.

[To; Chris]: You'll need a little training after you turn.

[To; P. Hale]: I can handle training and all that myself. I'm a big boy. I just need you to give me the bite.

[lcnewclff-deactivated20180928]

“I know who’s at fault here, Chris.” And he had done since the day it happened. Since the day they both lost someone they loved and cared for. “I am. I use to blame Stiles but I know I can’t, I shouldn’t have. It wasn’t his fault. But it was mine, it always will be mine because I wasn’t strong enough to save myself that night.” It didn’t matter to him that he knew Allison, that he knew he didn’t stand a chance when it came to changing her mind about who to save because to Isaac what happened would always be his own fault. “I could have if I just fought back harder than I was.” Something he knew wasn’t possible when thinking back to that moment. How lifeless he almost was due to the Oni continuously striking him. But wanting to believe different. A brow raised at the mention of adoption, a topic never once spoken until that very moment in time. “It’s gotta be more than just my want.” His throat clearing once he spoke. “We gotta both want it. But what I don’t want is to become a pack, I don’t want you to become this. Look at me, look at Peter, why would you want this?”

[stillwantstoshootyou]

“You clearly don’t or we wouldn’t be having this conversation.” He pointed out to his son, frustrated. “It’s not Stiles’ fault. It’s not your fault. It’s the nogitsune. It’s the monsters of Beacon Hills that took my daughter away.” he poitned out to the teenaged werewolf. “Of course I want to adopt you, Isaac. I would be thrilled to have you legally be my son. Without question or hesitation. But it’s something that you have to be interested in as well.” He pointed out to the younger male. “I want to become this because I want to be able to be strong enough for you. And as I am right now, I can’t be. I can’t be what you need or what Peter needs or anyone in Beacon Hills or New York.” He pointed out, jaw clenching at the admittance. 

[stillwantstoshootyou]

Text  || Hargent

[To; Chris]: Never. I'm not that stupid. But my connections would know where a feral rogue is pretty easily. Won't take long to track it.

[To; Chris]: We'll be here. I promise.

[To; P. Hale]: that's fine. as long as they aren't innocent. If I find out that you killed someone that didn't deserve it, I'll end you myself.

[To; P. Hale]: Please get this done soon. I don't want to wait.

[stillwantstoshootyou]

Text  || Hargent

[To; Chris]: Give me a week. I can find one and be back. I'll stay with you after to help with the change as best I can, alright?

[To; Chris]: I'm not joking, Chris. She's standing right here with me.

[To; P. Hale]: just don't kill an innocent alpha.

[To; P. Hale]: I'm coming. Now

[stillwantstoshootyou]

[To; Chris]: Chris, I need you to be honest with me about this next question. Would you rather me track a rogue or find someone? The choice is yours.

[To; Chris]: Speaking of kids...I found Allison. I don't know how, but she's with me right now. We're at Hale Moon, she wanted to see the bar.

[To; P. Hale]: to be honest I prefer an alpha i know.

[To; P. Hale]: that isnt funny. Dont joke about that

[badstuffofmine-blog]

Argent’s New Code 2

[minalover]

– teen wolf graphic meme – 

two parents  chris argent [½]

they told me my lawyer was here. so either i’m going to congratulate you on recently passing the bar or i should be worried about something.

[lcnewclff-deactivated20180928]

“No, you couldn’t have. And we both know it. We both knew her. She never would’ve let you stop her. You didn’t screw up. You didn’t let her get hurt. If you wanna be that way, then I’m the one who let her get hurt. I’m the one who let her die. Why are you constantly blaming yourself for something that isn’t your goddamn fault?” And he knew that Chris could easily say the same to him, that it wasn’t his fault but Isaac knew the truth. He was there, and he knew it was his fault. Unable to save himself. “But I’m not your son, am I? I’m not your blood. You lost your blood because of me.” His throat clearing as he finished his sentence, eyes anywhere but the on the male stood opposite him.

[stillwantstoshootyou]

“We both know her. Exactly. We both know nothing would have changed. Nothing either of us could have done would have stopped what happened to Allison. And there’s no use in us playing this game of who is at fault.” He pointed out. “You are my son, in everything that counts. Stop! Stop beating yourself up about something that you couldn’t have changed. Stop telling yourself you don’t matter. Stop convincing yourself that no one cares because I do. And nothing that you ever say or do or become will ever, ever change that in my eyes.” He pointed out to the teenager. “You are my son. I can go through the legal routes and make that official, if you want. If having a piece of paper that says that you’re my son will make you stop, I will do it. Gladly. Without hesitation. You are my family and soon enough, Isaac. We’ll be pack. I’m sure of it.” He said with such confidence. 

[lcnewclff-deactivated20180928]

“It’s not your fault because you weren’t there when it happened, you weren’t the actual reason she lost her goddamn life. I am. She saved my life. And that’s why she lost her own. Why aren’t you pissed at me for that? You lost your daughter because of me, your own flesh and blood. What about what I wanted? What would’ve made so much more sense. I had nothing, she had everything, and yet she still chose me over herself.” And it was something he’d never wrap his head around. Not when he had nothing to lose and she did. “You can’t say anything, because I’ll never believe it.” He couldn’t, he knew he’d never be able to allow himself to. “But becoming a werewolf isn’t the answer, Chris.”

[stillwantstoshootyou]

“No, I wasn’t. But I could have stopped her from doing it. I could have done something that never would have put her in that position. I had that ability and instead I screwed up and I let her get hurt. I have to live with that.” He pointed out. “Just because you didn’t come from me doesn’t make you not my son or any less important.” He said, always stubborn. “I’m making it my goal to keep you safe. And to realize how much you matter. By any means necessary.” He promised the teen, his stubborn nature showing. 

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“What happened to Allison wasn’t your fault, you weren’t even there. It was mine. Okay? It was my fault. I was dying, I couldn’t fight back, I wasn’t strong enough. And she wasted her own life on mine. It should’ve been me, and I wish it had been.” His words genuine and sincere, eyes faltering as he slowly shook his head. “She had so much to live for, so much to lose. She made a mistake. She should’ve saved herself.” How he felt in that moment being how he had always felt. Wishing that Allison had focused on saving herself and killing the Oni, rather than saving his live. “I don’t need you to protect me. I don’t deserve to be protected by you. I don’t want you to do this. Look, maybe I’m worth it to you, but I never will be to myself, so just don’t.” His throat clearing as he nodded, hoping that the other werewolf would be on his side. “Fine, whatever.”

[stillwantstoshootyou]

“If it’s not my fault, it’s not your fault. And Allison never would have wanted that and you know it. I certainly don’t want to lose you. I don’t want to lose either of my children. It doesn’t make it any easier if it’s the adopted one over the blood related one.” He pointed out to Isaac. “I don’t know what to say or how to show you, but you’re worth it. You’re worth everything. You’re my son and I care about you. I would do anything to keep you safe. Anything.” He wasn’t sure what Peter would think about the whole thing, but he was confident he could convince him one way or another.