#arghunt

[scarfwere]

     “ To be honest, I’m still surprised you don’t call me a shithead when I ask for affection. My Dad used to love doing that. “ 

@arghunt​ .

[xresistance]

@arghunt | Allison & Jace

Beacon Hills. It was a beacon alright. Even across the country they had picked up the activity on their radar. Los Angeles Institute wasn’t in a position to come out to some small town in the middle of nowhere, but Jace had been antsy and needed something. New York had been far too quiet lately - usually a sign of something bigger to come, but for now he had offered to come.

Something had caught his eye as he walked through the brush and he crouches to inspect it. Wolf fur. The tuft between his fingers is easy enough to distinguish for what it is. Mortal wolf or werewolf, he couldn’t be entirely sure. But given the reason he’d come he wouldn’t be surprised at all if it was the latter. The leather-clad hunter straights up from his crouch when he hears someone approaching. The fur is tucked away and the opposite hand reaches for the hilt of his seraph blade on his hip as he turns.

“You really don’t want to be pointing that at me.”

[tcughcall]

@arghunt​  sent  💬 for random dialogue

❛      what’s  in  the  bag  and  why  are  you  hiding  it  HERE  ?          ❜

[scarfwere]

-whispers- you should make out with me   ── @arghunt​ .

laughter trickled gently past his lips, curved upward, reaching for the same tinder of amusement in his eyes for warmth. Arms wrapping around her waist. Locking her body over his. Prompting the smile to widen into a full blown grin, more well suited to his features at the moment. Closer to feral even. Maybe.         “ Just...make out?”

unprompted  :  always accepting . 

[scarfwere]

allison: Ugh my hands are cold

isaac: Oh okay

isaac: *takes ally's hands in his*

allison: ... you know my lips are cold too...

isaac: uh...

isaac: *shrugs a little and covers ally's mouth with his hand*

allison: ...

[scarfwere]

── ISAAC EDITS  /  SIMP CITY . @arghunt .

[xresistance]

word prompts // @arghunt​ said:  [ entwine ] for your muse to hold mine’s hand

His head bowed slightly, eyebrows furrowed, as he tore his eyes away from staring at Maryse’s back. Being scolded wasn’t something that happened to him very often but this time the woman that had raised him was really not pleased. Jace understood that he’d fucked up.

There was a brush of skin against the back of his hand before fingers slid between his own. Gold eyes glanced down at the intertwining fingers, his longer ones relaxing and curling around her’s, before up into Allison’s concerned face. His thumb lightly ran over the back of her hand and he gave a shake of his head. 

“It’s fine.”

[scarfwere]

           “You don’t have to be gentle with me, I don’t break easily.”  ── @arghunt​ .

a slight chuckle and his eyes crinkle with his laugh. Shaking his head at her. Being gentle was the least of his intentions at the moment. With his arms locked and hovering above her, taking her in and leaning down again to capture her lips in a gentle kiss. 

“ I know. “ He murmurs, teeth tugging on her lips then. Fangs dragging along her jaw with each kiss and teeth biting down into her shoulder as his body pressed down on her. “ Maybe I just want to relish the moment. Not everyone’s so needy. “

100 smut dialogue prompts  :  selective .