#Argent family

[neonbeanbagz]

TEEN WOLF 3x12 // 3x23

[nightlark100]

I have a deep love of teen wolf fanfics where Stiles systematically takes down the entire network of Argents. Magical or mundane methods (although I favour the mundane ones). Especially if that includes working with Peter or getting the Beacon Hill Argents arrested. Especially Alison (I have complicated feelings around Alison).

[blackhholes]

teen wolf meme: [1/4] families -> the argents

Our family has a surprisingly progressive tradition. Knowing wars and violence are typically started by men, we place the final decisions - the hard ones - with the women. Our sons are trained to be soldiers. Our daughters... to be leaders.

[bansheehale]

Allison Argent was a teenage girl manipulated by and excluded from the narrative. She made violent mistakes. They were the mistakes her manipulators wanted her to make. Her story is one about invisible abuse and breaking the cycle. She’s not perfect. She’s not a saint. She’s a teenager unlearning destructive patterns.

[takaraphoenix]

Having finished season 2 of my Teen Wolf rewatch and I gotta say, THE dumbest thing of the first two seasons really does remain the fact that the Argents pretend to be a matriarchy.

Our sons are soldiers and our women are leaders.

Yeah, sure, totally. Yep. That's why Chris makes all of the decisions until Gerard comes by and becomes the sole leader whom everybody follows. And that's also why we only ever see Victoria in the kitchen making cookies for the hunters instead of in the room where it happens, giving the fucking orders, as a leader would. And that's totally also why Allison knew jackshit until she started dating a werewolf and got dragged into this thing.

She was seventeen by then and they were still reluctant to teach her about anything, at all. Seventeen. That's still so unhinged to me like I'm sorry you can vote in certain elections and you can learn how to drive and you can legally drink (in my country anyway), but you are definitely not old enough to learn about the supernatural shit that your family has been dealing with for centuries.

If your women were leaders, you would have taught her how to lead. You would have taught her earlier about... literally anything, so she could be prepared and so she would be a good leader.

Chris was the Argent in charge, until Gerard was. Kate was never the leader even though as the oldest born Argent woman, she should have been.

Heck, I still contest that Victoria should have been the Argent! She was the unhinged uncaring bitch of the family, she fit so much better with Gerard and Kate than Chris did. It also would make... so much more sense... if the husband took the wife's name in a culture that claims to be a matriarchy...?

It's just. It's just such bullshit. And they didn't have to. They didn't have to claim that they are a matriarchy, they didn't have to pretend that the women in their world hold the power and are the leaders, they didn't have to do that, so why do it, just to never not once at any point follow through with that claim. That's so wild.

[letthestorieslive]

Allison + 12 - objects, requested by anon

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[bansheenolan]

I resent you for being raised right I resent you for being tall I resent you for never getting in any opposition at all I resent you for having each other I resent you for being so short I resent you presenting your life Like a fucking propaganda brochure

[thanksbutnoshanks]

She had never seen him so happy as the first time he could hear the baby’s heartbeat. He knew but when she had told him he hadn’t reacted much. The old Derek had crept onto his face, unsure if he even deserved this kind of happiness after all he’d done. They both still had their moments even after all they’d done to tip the scales the other way.

But when he could finally just hear the faint sound of that tiny heartbeat it was like the chains had dropped off of him. They were working quietly side by side at the kitchen counter. Nora was slicing veggies when Derek stopped in his tracks beside her.

He was so still it caught her attention and then she watched with amusement as the ear closest to her twitched slightly before elongating.

“Derek?” Nora asked with a chuckle.

“Shhhh…” he urged quietly.

She watched as his face transformed from the grim expression he’d had earlier. His eyes were sparkling and the crinkles beside them led her down to the biggest, warmest smile she’d seen in a long time.

Derek rushed at her throwing his arms around Nora lifting her off of her feet before swinging her in a circle. She gripped his shoulders tightly not only from the motion but the sudden flop it caused in her stomach. He must’ve realized when she stiffened up so he set her down. She was in front of him, his hands on her hips and staring down at her fondly.

“We’re having a baby,” his smile was blinding.

Nora’s mouth dropped open, “did you just realize that? Not like I haven’t said it millions of times plus there’s this,” she gently rested her hands on her just starting to show bump.

“No, I know but,” he huffed and his smile dimmed slightly in his frustration.

Nora grabbed his hands pressing them to her stomach. His eyes lit up again as he heard the tiny heartbeat speed up slightly before slowing into a steady rhythm.

“I can hear her,” Derek said just above a whisper.

“You can?” Nora shared his look of wonder now, “how does she sound?”

Derek nodded and smirked, “strong like her Mother.”

Nora smiled and pulled Derek down by the shoulders for a kiss. Just something that said what she couldn’t at the time. From that moment on it was like a small piece of both of their hearts had been fixed.

They hadn’t shared the news with anyone but the next time everyone was at the house for a BBQ they were going to. They figured Derek would be the only one to noticed changes so far because he was so intuned with his wife.

But when Peter walked in casually late as always they realized their mistake. He took a look at Nora’s smile quirked his head to the side and instantly all colour drained from his face before he turned around and stormed out.

Derek went to follow but Nora put her hand up, and she followed Peter slowly knowing he hadn’t gone far. She found him at the end of the driveway beside his car. His head was bowed between his arms as his hands gripped the roof. She could tell from the stiffness in his shoulders that he was struggling. It still amazed her how alike the Hale’s were.

Nora made sure to make noise as she walked and spoke up still keeping her distance, “Peter?” Even though she knew he had heard her the way his head snapped up, eyes wide had her having to steel herself so she didn’t move.

He didn’t speak but a few deep breaths had his eyes calming from the shining blue to their normal hue. A few more through his nose had his claws receding and a beat later the tension in his back lessened, but didn’t leave entirely as well.

A few beats later she stepped closer to him, her hands resting gently on the small bump.

“I’m sorry,” her voice held a gentleness few were granted, “I knew this would be hard for you but I misjudged what dumping it on you with no warning would do to your instincts.”

He let something go that was half snarl and half whine, it brought an aborted smile to her face before she got serious again.

”Peter Hale, left hand of the Hale pack,” he perked up right away.

Nora reached out with her right arm he reacted and grasped her arm by the wrist, palm up. Nora held his gaze as she felt his claw extend and push against her wrist, not cutting just putting pressure there.

“Eleanora Argent,” a single red eyebrow raised on her forehead, “sorry Eleanora Hale, I pledge my life ‘til the last drop and beyond to protect your child.”

He flashed his eyes as his claw sunk in just enough to draw blood.

“Peter Hale, I pledge my life ‘til the last drop and beyond to raise this child to be worthy of that protection in character and not just name,” Nora of course pulled a hidden knife out and pressed the tip into Peter’s wrist as well.

“You know this is supposed to be a one-sided wolf thing, right?” Peter snarked.

“You know I’m carrying a tiny wolf, right?” And if that statement didn’t have them both smiling like loons.

“Congratulations little hunter,” Peter said softly, as he pressed his forehead to her’s.

“Thank you big bad wolf,” she smiled as Peter playfully growled, “shall we?” She straightened up and offered him her arm.

“We shall,” this time the smile was all teeth as he led her back to the yard.

When they walked in everyone was looking at them a few interested, some confused and the rest back to their conversations quickly. That was until Derek stormed over, eyes shining.

“What did he do?” He nostrils flared, “are you ok?” Derek’s hands, minus claws thankfully, were on her stomach instantly.

Everyone was staring, Scott had the confused puppy face on. Stiles leaned over and whispered in his ear. The other wolves heads whipped up and stared at their friends locked in this strange stand off.

“I can smell your blood on him,” there was a slight lisp to his speech that told them his fangs had slipped out.

Nora simply turned her arm over for him to see her wrist. It was at that point that Derek noticed a few things. Peter was deathly still beside his wife but had her arm tight and a hand ready to go across and yank her from him at a moments notice. And Peter was zeroed in on his nephews hands on Nora’s belly.

Derek dropped his hands at the same moment his wolf receded before he was pulling Peter to him Derek’s hand clasping the back of his uncle’s neck and pressing their foreheads together.

“Thank you,” Derek whispered.

He relaxed fully when he felt Peter mirror the motion, “of course pup.”

Nora looked on smiling softly before she felt a hand on her shoulder and looked over to find Chris with tears in his eyes. The Father and daughter share a long and meaningful hug. Then chaos descends as everyone else gets in their congratulations.

Peter stays one step to the left and two back from Nora the rest of the day until they convince him to sleep in the spare room that night after he tries to curl up on the floor beside her bed.

Hope you all like it, I’m trying to get back writing and watched the teen wolf movie again and it had my head spinning with ideas.

[nightingaleofthemoonlight]

Chris: The ground isn't shifting...

...It's crumbling...

Gerard: You want easy?...

...Change your last name...

[beacon-hills]

argent family inspired bookmark

[neonbeanbagz]

They were girls together…

[wheelerapologist]

The Argent family “matriarchy” is kind of a glass cliff. It doesn’t fully fit the criteria but the spirit is there you know?

The show says women are in charge of making decisions because they are less violent or impulsive. Gender essentialism is never going to be as progressive as you think but hey it was 2011. And then Kate Argent was a pedophile and a serial killer. Victoria Argent is never really shown as a leader unless its deciding to kill Scott for kissing Allison. Gerard was able to decide there was no code while she was alive. And then when Allison is the matriarch she is a puppet for Gerard until he’s out of the picture. At that point the only Argents left (all the unnamed hunters that were with them also left town I guess) are her and her dad.

We never got to see any female leadership with Argents that was not violent and immoral. We never really get to see a matriarchy in the Argents. And yet none of the characters on the show ever mention the false matriarchy. The show never commits to women being leaders.

[marvelsgirl616]

[wolfielilyy]

Crystal reed will forever be my gay awakening

[acinematicworld]

🐺 — 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬  — 🐺

[𝐭𝐯 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬:] 𝐓𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐖𝐨𝐥𝐟 𝐒𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝟏

[domesticated-feral]

kinda wanna edit the argent family to apple by charli xcx...