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@marchellas asked: “  you’ve got blood on your shirt.  ”

                         red filled every fiber of his being. when the wolf snapped , HE RAGED. fist thrown one after another until the other wolf underneath him was almost simply , pulp. territory was most important for wolves. his pack however came first. it was small , a collective force of the werewolves within the school. kerrian had them on chains. he kept them from shifting unexpected. kept them from losing their cool. it was the only reason he got away with the things he did. ─── he kept everyone in check. except for this one simple time.

too mouthy. another pup trying to buck up , take his place on the top of that hierarchy. kerrian wasn't having it. he warned him , the venom of words slipping past clenched teeth. arms folded so tightly over his chest the scars across his torso showed. the newbie pup through the first punch. & with kerr's head turning his solid jaw cracking the knuckle of the newbie. his head turned back to only see the eyes of utter horror.

                                                he had , fucked up.

that lead to them here. kerr now pulling the wolf by the collar snapping his jaws at him. giving him a choice to either behave , follow him. or go be a loner. everyone in their right mind knew being a lone wolf ─── even in the school with the sea of freaks. was a death sentence. the pack didn't just offer protection. it offered connections that went beyond those high walls. & the hybrid was the most infamous one. he shoved him back to the ground spitting blood against him before turning on heel. snatching his blazer that hooked on his clawed fingertip. draping it over his shoulder as he stormed away.

the pack stayed behind. pampered. nurtured the newbie back to health after kerrian almost tore him limb from limb. tossing his jacket to the side as he brought himself to the outside sinks. washing his knuckles clean from the blood. flashes of his childhood tearing through his mind until he heard the voice. ripping himself away from the darkness that lurked over his shoulder. brows furrowing , jaw rolling to pop as he cleaned against it. a small snort escaping him as his head dipped back , cerulean eyes glowing. ‘ really? i barely noticed , little rabbit. ’

[haloedcrownarc]

she laughs softly at the question and shakes her head at the question. “certainly not, everyone has their awkward phase. even celestial beings. there was actually a time when i looked like a gangly weirdo. my legs and arms grew and it took a bit for the rest of my body to catch the memo. of course people still were drawn in but my honest and awkward nature made me constantly put my foot in my mouth.” she grins, fingers cupping delicate cheek. “are you being seduced right now? because i’m not trying.”

❛  were you always such an accomplished seductress?  ❜ - @marchellas

[vampyirold]

send me an ask that starts "Write me a starter where..." & a plot idea for our muses. / accepting!! ( write me a starter where sebastian wanted to hurt march but did something else instead ) / @marchellas

She's so fucking annoying. A snarl left his lips as he stepped closer to her, fingers wrapped around her wrist as he pulled her closer, last minute deciding not to snap her neck. Leaning in he pressed his lips to her's, growling against them. Once the kiss was broken he pulled back and stared at her. "You talk to too much." He snarled, pushing her back on the bed.

[rebeltyped]

@marchellas :    luckily, i’m a dog person. werewolf prompts ; accepting.

    𝖌𝖔𝖉  𝖘𝖍𝖊  𝖜𝖆𝖘  𝖈𝖚𝖙𝖊.   he  didn't  know  how  he  hadn't  spotted  march  before,  but  they  had  been  paired  together  for  some  history  project  and  they  were    𝖙𝖗𝖞𝖎𝖓𝖌   to  actually  get  some  work  done.   but  it  seemed  like  they  both  had  an  issue  with  staying  focused  and  kept  distracting  each  other.   duncan  knew  he  had  seen  her  around  before,  she  was  a  friend  of  his  roommate,  arley.   but  then  again,  knowing  his  reputation  for  sleeping  around  with  a  lot  of  the  people  on  campus  and  not  really  being  someone  who  wanted  to  be  in  a  relationship,  it  was  no  wonder  arley  hadn't  introduced  them.   yet  somehow,    𝖋𝖆𝖙𝖊    had  brought  them  together.   okay,  he  was  trying  to  behave  himself,  to  not  be  super  flirty  and  actually  get  this  project  done.   but  he  was  more  focused  on  her  right  now  and  that  playful  smirk  she  was  giving  him  in  response  to  him  telling  her  that  he  was  a  werewolf,   "   damn,  you're  cheeky,  anyone  ever  tell  ya  that?    "   duncan  laughed,  running  a  hand  through  green  strands  of  hair  as  he  looked  at  her,  blue  eyes  looking  her  up  and  down.   fuck,  she  really  was  the  most    𝖆𝖉𝖔𝖗𝖆𝖇𝖑𝖊   thing  he  had  ever  seen.   teeth  bite  down  on  his  lip  for  a  moment,  shaking  his  head  as  he  looked  away  for  a  moment,   "   i  like  it  by  the  way   .   .   .   so  what  kind  of  freak  are  you?   i  mean  it  as  a  term  of  endearment  by  the  way,  we're  all  freaks  here,  aren't  we?    "

[haloedcrownarc]

Smirk crosses plush lips as she gives smaller girl in her lap a squeeze. “So naughty tonight, hunny bunny.” she teases, lips tracing along her shoulder to nip at the side of her neck. Breath comes hot against the shell of her ear, voice low, seductive. “You’re making me so wet, Marchie.”

❛  all i can think about is how good you're going to taste.  ❜ - @marchellas

[legacytaught-archived]

@marchellas    /    𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗖𝗔𝗟𝗟 ; 𝗔𝗖𝗖𝗘𝗣𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚.

    𝗮𝗻𝗱  𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗰𝗵  𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲𝗱  𝘁𝗼  𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹  𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺  𝗮  𝗳𝗼𝗼𝗹  𝗶𝗻  𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲.   mercy  couldn't  help  but  smile  as  they  tried  to  continue  what  they  were  doing  with  the  clearing  away  after  band  practice  as  march  and  duncan  just  interacted  with  each  other  in  a  way  that  had  such  an   𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲   that  it  almost  would  make  you  feel  jealous.   lucky  for  mercy,  they  were  already  in  a  happy  relationship.   but  fuck,  it  was  completely  undeniable  the  magic  between  the  two  of  them.   they  had  never  seen    𝗮𝗻𝘆𝗼𝗻𝗲   look  at  march  like  how  duncan  was  looking  at  her  right  now,  it  was  soft  and  sweet  but  kinda  hot  at  the  same  time.   they  had  to  keep  looking  away  in  case  the  werewolf  picked  up  on  them  watching  them  for  a  moment.   even  after  the  two  of  them  had  talked  to  their  sensei  about  imprints,  it  still  seemed    𝗼𝗯𝘃𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀   to  mercy  that  duncan  was  not  the  only  one  who  had  imprinted.   they couldn't  help  but  smirk  to  themselves  as  they  continued  to  take  apart  the  room  from  band  practice,  that  had  been  somewhat  counterproductive  but  it  had  just  been    𝗳𝘂𝗻   to  hang  out,  play  some  music  and  feel  somewhat  like  things  were  normal.

    𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿  𝘁𝗵𝗲  𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗳𝗲𝘀𝘁  𝗯𝘂𝘁  𝘀𝘄𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗲𝘀𝘁  𝗸𝗶𝘀𝘀,   duncan  left  the  room  with  a  play  smile  and  a  promise  to  see  march  later.   mercy  couldn't  help  but  smirk  as  he  walked  past,   "   bye  loverboy,    "   they  teased,  laughing  as  he  playfully  flipped  them  off  as  he  walked  out  of  the  room.   mercy  stood  up  and  moved  over  to  march,  shaking  their  head  as  they  laughed  softly,   "   you  two  are  actually  kinda  adorable,  who  knew  that  he  had  that  in  him?    "   mercy  teased  as  they  checked  that  they  were  actually  alone  for  a  moment.   who  knew  if  he  would  come  back?   they  dropped  their  smirk  and  looked  at  her  with  a  soft  and  gentle  look  for  a  moment,   "   you  need  to  tell  him.   no  more  being  unsure,  you  heard  what  sensei  lawrence  said   -   you've  imprinted  on  that  wolf  and  he  deserves  to  know,    "

[rebeltyped]

@marchellas :    🌲 ; sender joins receiver on a nature walk or hike. random acts of service symbol prompts ; accepting.

    "    𝖈'𝖒𝖔𝖓,  𝖎  𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖒𝖎𝖘𝖊  𝖎𝖙'𝖘  𝖓𝖔𝖙  𝖒𝖚𝖈𝖍  𝖋𝖚𝖗𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗,    "   duncan  smiled,  turning  to  face  march  as  she  trails  a  little  behind  him.   he  couldn't  help  but  smile  softly,  she  really  was  too  cute,  the  little  flush  of  colour  on  her  cheeks,  the  way  the  sun  really  brought  out  the  red  tones  in  her  hair,  the  way  she  smiled  back  at  him.   okay,  he  would  make  it  up  to  her,  he  would  carry  her  back  down,  but  the  sight  from  the  top  would  be  worth  it.   then  they  would  have  a  fun  springbreak  doing  whatever  they  wanted.   it  felt  weird  to  be  in  his  hometown,  this  close  to  his  family  and  not  seeing  them.   but  this  was  the  place  that  he  used  to  run  away  to  when  things  got  too  much,  a  place  he  had    𝖓𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗   taken  anyone  and  he  wanted  to  show  march  more  than  anyone.   she  would  probably  recognise  it  from  some  of  his  art  once  they  got  there,  but  the  view  was  so  much  better  in  person.   duncan  stopped  where  he  was,  waiting  for  her  to  catch  up  and  he  just  smiled  at  her,   "   i  guess  i  never  realised  how  much  of  a  hike  it  was   .   .   .   want  me  to  carry  you  the  last  way?    "   he  asked  with  a  soft  tone,  not  even  giving  her  much  choice  to  answer  before  he  turns  and  easily  lifts  her  so  that  he's  giving  her  a  piggyback  up  the  last  part  of  the  hill.   thumbs  rub  her  legs  gently  and  he  continues  to  walk  up  the  hill,  knowing  that  he  was  going  to  do    𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗   he  could  to  make  it  up  to  her  afterwards,  walking  all  this  way  for  what  may  be  considered  little  pay  off  wasn't  exactly  the  most  romantic  thing  ever.   once  they  got  to  the  top,  he  stopped  and  he  smiled,  putting  her  down  gently,  wrapping  his  arms  around  her  waist  as  he  looked  over  that  view,   "   i  used  to  come  up  here  a  lot   .   .   .   before  i  went  to  juvie,  before  my  mom  sent  me  to  nevermore.   it  was  like  an  escape,  no  one  could  hear  me  up  here  and  no  one  could  find  me   .   .   .   i  just  wanted  to  show  ya  'cause  this  view  is  amazing,    "

[haloedcrownarc]

there is a hum, laying in bed, march half on top of them as fingers run through her hair gently. warmth blooms in their chest but they can only let out a soft chuckle of fondness. “mmm…i’m sure i could change your mind. i’m very good at pushing people away when i need to.” they won’t, but it is always a possibility. and wouldn’t marchella know the truth behind it. they’re both so similar, even in their differences. both unwanted growing up, both eager for love, for family. a purpose. “i won’t though, that’s something i can promise you. i hope you’ll let me keep you too.” the end trails off slightly, soft and unsure. because the thought of someone wanting her, even if they say they do is so foreign of a concept.

❛  there's nothing you can do to make me stop wanting you.  ❜ - @marchellas