#argentarcher

[soulmateprinciple]

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She was headstrong, determined not to lose against him. It was something that James could respect. The sound of her heartbeat could be heard racing, which made it evident that she was getting tired. He’d have to ensure not to push her too hard, to ensure that she didn’t lose her motivation. Allison had to see some progress made or she’d start to quit.

Though, what he hadn’t expected was that when he swung at her, she had actually managed to duck, making him miss. There was a cheeky smile on his lips, silver-gray eyes gleaming. “You’re getting better,” he smirked, actually finding himself quite pleased for her. Sliding his leg behind her, he moved in to mutter, “now, don’t get distracted,” before flicking it underneath her.

@argentarcher​ 

[sarcasmandbatsaremyonlydefense]

@argentarcher​ liked for a starter

“Are you sure that it’s okay that I’m borrowing these?” Stiles asked, looking up from the old book he was looking at. “I mean, my Latin’s kind of rusty but I promise to keep my notes on separate pages, not in the margins. Not that I’ve ever done that in any of your family heirlooms.” He added quickly.

[notapackanimal]

@argentarcher​;; CONT.

“you... really?” brain malfunction. he just stood in front of her, staring like a creep as she began undressing herself, until she was only in her underwear. allison argent always had a surprise in store. this one was a very pleasant one, admittedly. biting down on his lower lip, he did the same, starting by removing his shirt, followed by his pants. though, as soon as he was only in his briefs, he covered his front with his hands. seeing alli like this definitely didn’t leave him unaffected.

“i mean, if you’re sure about this... you can definitely go on.”

[dalphahale]

“Hey, no, stop. You’re going to break your fingers punching like that.”

Sparring/Training Sentence Starters

Derek’s eyebrows instantly scrunched themselves together, confusion on his features. “Break my fingers? Did you forget what I can do?” He asks as he looks over his shoulder at her. Though if he broke his bones then they would have to heal still. “Why don’t you show me how to do it?” There’s a bit of challenge in his eyes, knowing she would love to just prove how good she is at something. “Go on, put me in the right position.”

[iiimpulse]

@argentarcher​ said:

💘 (i guess)

Send 💘 if your muse has a crush on mine

          “   i’m sorry . . .  do i know you ?   ”  he was DEFINITELY holding back a laugh .

[humanbeta]

❛ I’m glad I was never afraid of monsters then since I’m in love with one.. ❜

              “ THOSE ARE DANGEROUS WORDS, ALLISON, ”        The void boy mutters,shadows underlying once vibrant eyes. Now they’re darkened, a deep ebony ;there’s danger lurking in them, especially when he looks over the huntress withinterest. He tilts his head to one side while he circles around her. Somehow, with the help of the oni,he’d managed to get her singled out   &   isolated from the rest of the pack.         “– Are you referring to MCCALL, or LAHEY ?   Or are you suggesting something else? ”

[ I LOVE A MONSTER SENTENCE STARTERS. | @argentarcher ]

[theblueeyedbeta]

broken mirror;; closed

@argentarcher cont.

     Biting back a sigh, Derek used his booted foot to push the worst of the broken glass off to the side to at least keep it from being walked on. Then he reached out and put a hand on her arm, drawing pain from her. “Come on... let’s at least get that cleaned up and bandaged,” he coaxed gently, fully recognising the distance in her voice. He’d had the same for a while after the fire, knowing he relied heavily on Laura to help guide him through the basics of getting through a day.

     “Come on, Allison... you’re not doing anyone any good or helping yourself. Let me get your hand cleaned up and bandaged.”

[iiinhibited]

starter for @argentarcher

Koda liked to stay in shape. as a werewolf it really wasn’t something he should’ve been super worried about, but he kept up his usual workout plan, always having that fear that he wouldn’t be able to take someone on when he was being pressured into fights like he had as a child. so every morning he would run. now, his runs as a werewolf were much faster than the ones he had as a human. he usually tried to pace himself, to make it seem somewhat normal to anyone who might’ve seen him, but today he was just interested in feeling the wind on his skin, feeling the earth beneath his feet, being free.

that was until he saw the Argent girl running in his direction. he tried to skid to a stop so that he didn’t entirely trample her, but it resulted in his feet hooking in something on the ground, sending him tumbling over himself. groaning from somewhere deep in his chest, the wolf rolled onto his back, wincing at the pain it sent throughout his side.

“fuck.”