#allison argent: silver huntress.

[firsthuntress]

⸻ #FIRSTHUNTRESS , a dependent 𝙈𝘼𝙍𝙄𝙀-𝙅𝙀𝘼𝙉𝙉𝙀 𝙑𝘼𝙇𝙀𝙏 for MYSTICAEHQ ; heavily influenced by my own headcanons and take on the character . loved / hated by lily , she + they , twenty8 . will frequently feature mature / triggering topics ⸻

     𝑐𝘩𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟⧸𝑓𝑖𝑙𝑒 :   marie-jeanne valet   ››   hunter   ››  crystal reed  .

❛❛   aesthetic.  ❜❜   ―   ◜   ❏  . ― blood stained bow & arrows , she was brave and strong and broken all at once , the first of her name , a huntress with silver in her veins , an unforgettable beauty ―   ◜   ❏  . ―  →

𝐈 . . . 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐂 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 !

name . . . . marie-jeanne valet

nicknames . . . . marie , the maid of gévaudan

age . . . . 28

sexuality . . . . heterosexual

date of birth . . . . january 21st

place of birth . . . gevaudan , France

gender . . . . cis woman

pronouns . . . . she + her

current location . . . . mystic falls , VA

languages . . . . english , french .

𝐈𝐈 . . . 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘 !

zodiac . . . . aquarius

bad habits . . . . speaking too bluntly

hobbies . . . . hunting

fears . . . . seeing children get hurt , killing her brother again .

other mentionable details . . . . it's important to note that marie is not a doppleganger , allison was born and she looks exactly like her .

𝐈𝐈𝐈 . . . 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒 !

faceclaim . . . . crystal reed

height . . . . 5'8''

hair color . . . . brown

eye color . . . . brown

scars . . . . has a couple of scars on her body from hunting .

𝐈𝐕 . . . 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 !

parents names . . . . claudette ( mother / deceased ) + louise ( father / deceased )

parents relationship . . . . marie's memories of her parents were a bit blurred as they died when she was young and was raised by her brother sebastian .

siblings names . . . . sebastian valet .

pets . . . . n/a

income . . . none

residence . . . . unknown

𝐕 . . . 𝐁𝐈𝐎𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐘 !

all is canon with marie which you can find HERE .

―  marie died young and her children were raised by henri . coming back to life marie is confused and lost and not sure what to make of everything or even modern life .

―  unlike her descendants all up until allison , marie did not kill all supernatural people . ' We hunt those who hunt us ' was only for those who killed the innocents but given that marie was killed by what was thought to be a werewolf , the argent family / her sons became ruthless against the supernatural .

[ofhvntress]

        ❝ I do not care about surviving one ... I want to know how to kill one  . ❞

𝑐𝘩𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟⧸𝑓𝑖𝑙𝑒 :   marie-jeanne valet   ››   human / hunter   ››  crystal reed  .

❛❛   aesthetic.  ❜❜   ―   ◜   ❏  . ― blood stained bow & arrows , she was brave and strong and broken all at once , the first of her name , a huntress with silver in her veins . ―   ◜   ❏  . ―  →

𝐈 . . . 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐂 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 !

name . . . . marie-jeanne valet

nicknames . . . . marie , the maid of gévaudan

age . . . . 28

sexuality . . . . heterosexual

date of birth . . . . january 21st

place of birth . . . gevaudan , France

gender . . . . cis woman

pronouns . . . . she + her

current location . . . . beacon hills , CA

languages . . . . english , french .

𝐈𝐈 . . . 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘 !

zodiac . . . . aquarius

bad habits . . . .

hobbies . . . . hunting

fears . . . . seeing children get hurt , killing her brother again .

other mentionable details . . . . it's important to note that marie is not a doppleganger , allison was born and she looks exactly like her .

𝐈𝐈𝐈 . . . 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒 !

faceclaim . . . . crystal reed

height . . . . 5'8''

hair color . . . . brown

eye color . . . . brown

scars . . . . has a couple of scars on her body from hunting .

𝐈𝐕 . . . 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 !

parents names . . . . claudette ( mother / deceased ) + louise ( father / deceased )

parents relationship . . . . marie's memories of her parents were a bit blurred as they died when she was young and was raised by her brother sebastian .

siblings names . . . . sebastian valet .

pets . . . . n/a

income . . . none

residence . . . . unknown

𝐕 . . . 𝐁𝐈𝐎𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐘 !

all is canon with marie which you can find HERE .

―  marie died young and her children were raised by henri . coming back to life marie is confused and lost and not sure what to make of everything or even modern life .

―  unlike her deceandants all up until allison , marie did not kill all supernatural people . ' We hunt those who hunt us ' was only for those who killed the innocents but given that marie was killed by what was thought to be a werewolf , the argent family / her sons became ruthless against the supernatural .

[nightlyhorrors]

For Allison Argent: 019. If they could have a superpower, what would they choose? 038. What bad habits do they have? 058. What is your character’s idea of a perfect day?

Headcanons Meme.

019. If they could have a superpower, what would they choose?

Immortality? Is that too on the nose? Yeah? Okay, real answer then.

There’s this really cool ability Diego from Umbrella Academy has where he can curve the trajectory of anything he throws? Allison wants that, applying it to her arrows. That would be super useful.

038. What bad habits do they have?

Allison has a bad habit of talking over people when she’s angry. She usually needs some space alone between the initial outburst and the solution, or she’ll just keep getting angrier. She also chews on her necklace when she’s concentrating on something.

058. What is your character’s idea of a perfect day?

A bacon and cheddar omelet for breakfast, a successful hunt with Jo, lots of post-hunt sex, a romantic dinner with chocolate-covered strawberries for dessert, and falling asleep in bed watching a bad movie.

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muses tag drop

[advsska]

[nago777]

Allydia was real…💔 Rip Allison Argent our huntress

[ao3feed-peterstiles]

Letters From The Past

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by Mellow (SweetCandy)

Stiles closed his hands around the necklace and inspected the round pendant. A wolfsbane flower was imprinted in the centre and his heart skipped a beat. He had seen a necklace just like this before, worn not by a hunter but a huntress. With shaking fingers, he turned the pendant in his fingers and felt as if he couldn’t breathe. The initials engraved into the stainless silver burned themselves into his mind. C.A. Christopher Argent. Peter’s first mate had been Christopher Argent, heir to one of the oldest hunter families in the world. No wonder they had considered themselves star crossed lovers. No wonder they never got their happy end. _

Or: Stiles had just wanted to put some of their wedding gifts into the attic, he hadn't planned to stumble across a chest filled with love letters addressed to his husband. And he certainly hadn't planned on falling in love with the man who wrote them.

Words: 4363, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Peter Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Chris Argent, Sheriff Stilinski, Derek Hale, Isaac Lahey, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Allison Argent, Vernon Boyd, Erica Reyes

Relationships: Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Chris Argent/Peter Hale, Chris Argent/Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale/Isaac Lahey, Vernon Boyd/Erica Reyes, Lydia Martin/Jackson Whittemore

Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Married Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Mates Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Past Relationship(s), Star-crossed, Teen Romance, Polyamory, Polyamory Negotiations, Chris/Peter/Stiles Relationship in later chapters, Endgame Chris Argent/Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Love Letters

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[ao3feed-petopher]

Letters From The Past

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/3dYCbTm

by Mellow (SweetCandy)

Stiles closed his hands around the necklace and inspected the round pendant. A wolfsbane flower was imprinted in the centre and his heart skipped a beat. He had seen a necklace just like this before, worn not by a hunter but a huntress. With shaking fingers, he turned the pendant in his fingers and felt as if he couldn’t breathe. The initials engraved into the stainless silver burned themselves into his mind. C.A. Christopher Argent. Peter’s first mate had been Christopher Argent, heir to one of the oldest hunter families in the world. No wonder they had considered themselves star crossed lovers. No wonder they never got their happy end. _

Or: Stiles had just wanted to put some of their wedding gifts into the attic, he hadn't planned to stumble across a chest filled with love letters addressed to his husband. And he certainly hadn't planned on falling in love with the man who wrote them.

Words: 4363, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Peter Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Chris Argent, Sheriff Stilinski, Derek Hale, Isaac Lahey, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Allison Argent, Vernon Boyd, Erica Reyes

Relationships: Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Chris Argent/Peter Hale, Chris Argent/Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale/Isaac Lahey, Vernon Boyd/Erica Reyes, Lydia Martin/Jackson Whittemore

Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Married Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Mates Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Past Relationship(s), Star-crossed, Teen Romance, Polyamory, Polyamory Negotiations, Chris/Peter/Stiles Relationship in later chapters, Endgame Chris Argent/Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Love Letters

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[districts12s]

“I was thinking that maybe I should be prepared.”

--Allison Argent

[teenwolfimagines23]

Triple Threat - Part 18

[Parts 1-17]

This is the last official chapter of Triple Threat, although we still have an epilogue to go! Wow, guys! I can’t believe this series (my first by the way!) has taken this long! I mean, hell I already finished my second! Anyway, I hope you enjoy this & my plan is to have the epilogue posted sometime this week!

As always, I don’t own nor did I create the gif I used. I found it through a google images search. If the creator sees this and would like credit or for me to take it down, all you have to do is ask!

After Allison had died, everything just seemed to move by in a crazy blur. Argent had taken charge, making sure to have a cover story for those involved. You weren’t a part of that so you were sent back to Derek’s to inform him and your brothers of what had happened.

Even now, sitting on Derek’s lumpy couch, your mind is hazy as the images of Allison’s body cradled in Scott’s arm try to push their way forward, one after the other. Even now though, you still couldn’t believe it. Allison was dead. An Oni had killed her after she’d killed one of them.

In the rare second that you weren’t thinking of the fallen huntress, your mind was on Isaac. Allison had saved him, and then she had died. You couldn’t imagine what that was doing to Isaac or how it was making him feel. All you wanted was to be with him, to comfort him, to hold him… but instead you’re listening to your brothers argue with Derek.

“Lydia’s with Scott. We need to go.” Aiden says, trying to speak on behalf of both you and Ethan.

“Are you gonna try to convince her to go with you?” Derek questions your brother, knowing what Lydia’s answer will be.

Aiden turns around and lets his shoulders sag momentarily. “I’m gonna try and convince her to run and hide.” He clarifies. “Like any sane person would do.” He adds on at the end for good measure.

“And Danny? What about Isaac?” Derek questions both you and Ethan, who is standing right next to Aiden. You though, you’re still sitting on the couch reeling from what you’d seen. Your mind hadn’t even considered that there should be a next move yet.

Ethan holds Derek’s steely glare with a matching glare of his own. “Allison’s dead. Stiles is dying. What do you think?” He challenges Derek.

“I think Danny won’t believe you.” Derek says straight out, reminding everyone that somehow Danny was still in the dark about all the supernatural beings and occurrences within Beacon Hills. “And, Lydia would never run and hide.” Derek speaks to the strawberry blonde’s character.

“Because of Stiles?” Aiden asks tiptoeing somewhere between jealousy, annoyance, and absurdity.

“Because of Scott.” Derek shoots back so sure and confident in his answer – because it’s true. “You’ve been trying to understand Scott, befriend him. Trying to earn his trust, trying to fight for him, but you’ve had it wrong the whole time. You don’t fight for a leader. You fight for a leader’s cause.” Derek tries explaining to the three of you.

“What cause?” Aiden asks the other former alpha in the room.

Derek takes a second to glance at all three of you before training blue eyes back on Aide. “Scott’s always been about one thing. Saving his friends. He will do anything and everything to save the people he cares about. When there’s no chance of winning, he keeps fighting. When all hope is lost, he finds another way. And, when he’s beaten down, he stands up again. You want to earn his trust? You want redemption?” Derek again questions the three of you. “Find another way to stand and fight.” He declares.

Your brothers look towards one another, sharing unsure glances, wondering what to do, but you know. Of course you knew it all along. You could never leave Isaac here and wonder if he’d be okay. And, truth be told, you cared about the members in your boyfriend’s pack almost as much as you cared about him. “Bravo, nice motivational speech. You got me.” You say while standing up and looking at Derek while crossing your arms over your chest. “What’s the plan, Derek?” When you glance at your brothers, you know they’re with you, too.

After that, things move quickly. Derek gets a text from Scott about meeting at the school, and just like that, the four of you are off and running. You rush to the school, and as you walk through the tunnel you see the nogitsune sitting on the steps with two Oni behind him yielding their swords. As Derek sets the triskele box on the ground, the nogitsune starts speaking. “Did you bring us a present?”

“I brought three.” Derek answers as you and your brothers step out from the shadows. All four of you wolf out, your cold blue eyes glowing through the darkness.

The nogitsune takes in a deep breath, but he doesn’t look phased or scared in the least bit. “I’ve heard of an alpha pack, Derek, but not a pack of former alphas.” He says, taunting Derek and your brothers before throwing a glance your way. “No offense.” Then, he turns his attention back to Derek. “It’s a little sad, isn’t it?”

You snarl your fangs at the trickster while Derek answers. “I might not be an alpha anymore, but I can still fight like one.” Derek replies while the four of you slowly walk towards the nogitsune and Oni. When Derek growls, the Oni begin to swing their swords signaling that this fight is just beginning.

The four of you all growl before stepping forward and running towards the Oni, ready anything they’ve got because you’re not giving up. This time you had a secret weapon. You weren’t sure what it was, but Isaac had assured you that he and Argent would be along to help as soon as they could – and that they knew how Allison had defeated the Oni earlier.

You swing your claws towards the Oni, hoping to land a hit and make any sort of dent in the shadow’s armor while doing your best to dodge any of their hits, ducking and dropping down whenever necessary. Your years with Deucalion had given you excellent self defense and fighting ability, but the longer you fought the Oni, the more energy you felt leaving your body.

Just as you kick flip up from the ground and onto your feet, you hear your brother’s words. “Where the hell are they?” Aiden asks.

After shoving an Oni down, it’s Ethan who answers. “The jeep’s here. They have to be somewhere.” He answers back before turning back to his opponent.

“In the school!” Derek yells.

When it seems like all four of you are starting to lose momentum and any kind of advantage, you hear Derek’s voice shout out again. “You have to get on the box. Someone get on the box!” He yells, making sure to protect the one thing the four of you had been tasked with protecting and delivering to Scott.

Right then, as you turn to look at the triskele box, you see two Oni appear right beside it. “I hate ninjas.” Aiden lets out before letting out a low growl and advancing on the two creatures, but they’re quick to cut him with their swords.

With the fighting still continuing on and with all of you taking more and more hits, you’re starting to lose hope. “We can’t do this, we can’t beat them.” Aiden calls out to you and Ethan.

“Don’t give up.” You growl at your brother while taking another slice from the Oni’s sword yourself.

“Take the box. We’ll hold them off!” Ethan yells to Aiden, who is still closest to the box.

Right then, you all see an arrow fly by before it hits one of the Oni in the chest. And, just like when Allison had shot one of them earlier, they arrow sticks in the Oni’s chest. Right as the Oni rips the arrow from it’s chest, it blows up in a puff of black smoke, disappearing and dying right before your eyes.

You tear your eyes away from where the Oni had been to see your boyfriend flip over some vegetation on the school grounds and land right beside you, kneeling on the ground. “What was that?” Ethan asks, clutching his injured and bleeding arm.

“Silver.” Chris Argent answers matter-of-factly.

“Isaac, the box!” Derek yells towards your boyfriend. “Get the triskele box to Scott!” Derek shouts.

Isaac doesn’t hesitate to grab your hand before he runs forward and picks up the box, pulling you towards the school with him as you both start listening and searching for Scott within the halls of the high school. “Are you okay?” Isaac asks you from over his shoulder.

“I’ll be fine.” You tells him, pushing your feet to move as fast as they possibly can, not paying any attention to the blood pouring out of your legs and abdomen.

Right as you move to enter the hallway you hear Scott and the others in, Isaac opens the triskele box and catches the fly representing the nogitsune and closes it, trapping the nogitsune in. Both of you panting from the fight and your run through the hallways.

Right as you watch the demon clone of Stiles turn to dust, you feel the worst, most agonizing pain rip through your stomach. You gasp, drawing Isaac’s attention, but you don’t even hear his worried questions or feel the hand he puts on your arm. The pain is like someone has just stabbed you, but when you look down towards your own body, you notice your wounds healing. That’s when the dread sets in, and you know something is wrong. This is the worst pain you’ve ever experienced in your life, and the realization dawns on you that it’s not your pain at all – this belongs to one of your brothers.

Without saying anything, you drop Isaac’s hand and run back outside and towards the tunnel. Every fear you’d ever had about losing either Ethan or Aiden runs through your head, and when you see your brothers, you realize that it’s all coming true. Ethan is huddled by Aiden’s side, helping him sit up with Derek on his other side.

“No!” You whisper out while starting to run towards them again. When you reach your brothers, Derek moves out of the way to let you see your brother. You fall to your knees and grab his hand, holding it tightly.

“Does it hurt you as much as it hurts me?” Aiden cries out asking the both of you, the poisoned black blood falling from his mouth as he stares at the ground.

“Yeah.” Ethan answers while you slowly nod your head, all words getting caught by the lump in the back of your throat.

When you see Ethan fully breakdown and begin to cry, you can’t help the flood of tears that fall from your eyes. All you can do is reach behind Aiden, moving your hand over his back and taking ahold of Ethan’s, squeezing it tightly as you both hold your dying brother’s weight up.

As Ethan rests his head against Aiden’s forehead, your oldest brother turns to face him, looking him in the eyes. “It’s okay.” He says, accepting his fate, even as the tears fall rapidly from his eyes. “Lydia never believed I was one of the good guys anyway.”

Neither you nor Ethan can hold back the sorrow-filled chuckles, but you’re quickly back to sobs racking through your body. “She will now.” You whisper quietly, bringing yours and Aiden’s held hands up to your lips and kissing the side of his.

“She’ll believe me.” Derek assures your brother hoping to comfort him in his last moments.

“Shh.” Ethan tries to soothe Aiden, beginning to rock him back and forth, all the while sobbing. You all continue this motion until Aiden’s declining heartbeat ceases to beat at all. At that moment you squeeze your eyes shut and help Ethan lower Aiden’s now lifeless body down gently. Ethan lays his head down on Aiden’s still chest while you lean down and leave one last kiss on your brother’s forehead, both of you letting your cries out and clutching each other’s hand as tightly as you can.

You don’t hear Isaac approaching you nor do you really notice when his hands reach out and rest against your back and shoulder, but you know he’s there nonetheless. When Ethan lets go of your hand, turning to let someone hug him in comfort, Isaac gently turns our body around, engulfing you in the tightest embrace you’d even felt, his arms around your tiny frame and his chin rests against the roof of your head. And, that’s when the tears start running down your cheeks again, new sobs shaking your body as you clutch the front of Isaac’s shirt and soak it with your tears. Neither of you say anything because your mind can’t form any, and Isaac knows that there is nothing that he could say – not right now at least.

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     Kate Argent  ⚜  Hunter  ⚜  35  ⚜  The Incendiary  ⚜  ESTP  

Whatever doesn’t kill me …

Though she grew up the very definition of a tomboy, Kate Argent never had the slightest interest in being ‘one of the boys’. And why should she, when she had the good fortune of belonging to a family where the women called the shots? She wouldn’t trade that; and she sure as hell wouldn’t trade the many womanly charms she had at her disposal. It was the sort of guile that reduced her inferiors to mindless, salivating drones eager to jump through hoops for so much as a wink or a sly smile.There was no waiting around for the odds to stack up; if an opportunity wasn’t present - Kate would create one. 

She’s been that way as far back as she can remember; it’s the mark of a visionary, like her father before her. Gerard had a vision for all of them - something that’s been known from day one. Every family had their secrets; theirs were just a little different. The Argent legacy went back a good four hundred years and had not tarnished with age. They remained every bit the powerful and wealthy aristocratic family of werewolf hunters. To her elder brother Chris, it always seemed a responsibility, a burden. To Kate - it was an aspiration, a mark of pride.

So she trained, she hunted, she killed until she’d mastered every single one of the weapons in her father’s armory. Her favourites were always the handguns; there was nothing quite like the feeling of explosive firepower in her hands that came with a good sniper rifle or a sawed-off shotgun. And while Chris debated the ethics of their hunters’ code (’ "Nous chassons ceux qui nous chassent"), she never wavered from her own ambitions. Kate never questioned it - she never saw reason to. Everyone made their choices in life; werewolves and vampires had to take life in order to become what they were - taking theirs in return was simple justice. 

    {Oh no, honey, I’m an angel, I swear. The horns are only there to hold up the halo.}

The older she grew, the more apparent it became that she - and not Chris - was the true chip off the old block; the one who could carry the Argent name higher, further - If only her father would see.  But what she lacks in patience, Kate more than makes up for in both skill and spunk; and she’s seen firsthand how daring gets one further than caution ever will. It was the beginning of an ever-growing wedge between the siblings; Chris favouring temperance and the middle-ground, while Kate dismissed such values as marks of the lukewarm and the faint-hearted. So she took matters into her own hands. Always a people person, a natural leader, Kate looked at the shambles of the New Orleans Hunters’ Guild and knew that her coup de grace wouldn’t be beneath its tarnished flag. She would, she could think bigger. Using her family’s extensive contacts, Kate began orchestrating the single largest coordinated attack against werewolves in recorded history. After carefully profiling packs up and down the East coast, five packs were selected. All of them isolated, comprised of inter-related mongrels, easy to gather in one place. The attacks were all carried out within one month of each other–swift, brutal, and efficient. It was just sheer luck that they got wind of a pending attack in the French Quarter at the very same time. 

                                                           … Had better start running.

Already preparing to personally execute the assault on the Hale pack, Kate passed word onto Ensaf Masri, a close friend of hers who was fighting to take the reins of the NOLA hunter’s guild back in hand. Kate was surprised and disgruntled when she heard that the hunters had aligned themselves with vampires, though the resulting decimation was rewarding. Such a move wrested complete power of the Quarter from the waiting hands of the hunters, the power she had imagined rekindling after her onslaught, and invested it even more powerfully in Marcel Gerard. Preferring to distance herself from the Hunter’s Guild in New Orleans, Kate has spent the past few weeks preparing a new, coordinated attack; bigger and deadlier than the last. A subscriber to the mentality of ‘work hard, play harder’ - Kate is eager to sit back and reap the rewards of her latest plan. These rewards? They come in coffins.

Web of Connections:

Allison Argent: If Chris has one thing to redeem him, it’s most certainly his daughter, Allison. It’s been a few years since she last got to see the girl, but she remembers Allison to be as spirited and sly as she is alternately sweet and docile. Really, Allison’s practically her mini-me; so Kate likes to believe. She really hit it off with her niece and she’s certain that the more the girl grows, the more they’ll have in common. Until then, Kate’s happy to play ‘cool aunt of the year’ to the teen she hopes will grow up to be just like her.

Caroline Forbes: This blonde bitch made the mistake of trying to feed off of her one night as she was leaving a bar. After a quick take-down, Kate recognizes her as Police Commissioner Forbes’ ditzy daughter, Caroline. She'd done her research on the who’s who of New Orleans and PC Forbes was no small figure to overlook. Interrogating the commissioner only confirmed Kate’s suspicions that she knows and is abating her daughter’s new lifestyle. So she gave the woman a choice - and the daughter a deadline. Caroline has one month to end her own existence as a fanged abomination, or Kate will do it for her. If the girl had any dignity, she’d have chosen to die in the first place; rather than to complete the monstrous transition. Any decent human would’ve chosen death over life as a blood-sucking undead.

Rogan Jones: If she arranged the who’s who of New Orleans into a hierarchical pyramid of who she doesn’t want to kill - few names would remain, and of those, Rogan Jones would be at the apex. She knows everything about the clandestine Arcane Society that an outsider can know - and all the dirty details about Rogan’s personal life that an outsider shouldn’t know. It wasn’t easy to come by, but it certainly helps that her family name can loosen more than its fair share of tongues. Still, there are several aspects of his life and precious society that remain under lock and key - and Kate wants in. She’s certain that Rogan would be an impressive ally to have under her thumb, and she’s willing to use any trick in the book to see whether the man is as pliable as he is powerful. Be it a platonic proposition - or the more classic method of charming her way into his bed. His wife doesn’t look like she’d mind.

Davina Claire: For a girl who’s barely finished with her Barbies, Davina Claire’s sure causing a lot of ugly headaches in the Quarter. There’s no love lost between Kate and the witch-folk; they are after-all, only a small step up from the weres and the vamps infesting the globe like a virulent disease. But she’s wiser than to try and split a bullet three ways. After-all - been there, done that. So she’ll do the witches a favour and capture the illusive Harvest Girl before offering her up on a silver platter in exchange for as many favours as she can squeeze out of them. Maybe it’ll help her eliminate the dogs and the dead in New Orleans... And if not? Well then she’ll just have to start the species cleanse by burning the occultists at the stake herself.

Matt Donovan: Admittedly, most of the people of interest on Kate’s radar are targets. Matthew Donovan is a notable - and according to Kate - generous exception. She’s met the guy a couple of times when he - get this - ‘volunteers’ at the NOPD. Bless his sweet little soul. Still, he’s smart, curious, and mature - which is saying a lot for a guy his age. She doubts the NOPD will satisfy his thirst for knowledge, and seeing as he’s into community service, Kate thinks her line of work could be right up the young man’s alley - if pitched correctly, of course. He has potential; if nothing else she’s certain of that. So the huntress intends to do a little pro-bono herself and take the guileless human under her wing. 

Also mentioned in the following bios: Chris Argent, 

Plot Teasers:

While Kate has more than accounted for all the external threats she faces thanks to her line of work and the choices she’s made, she’ll soon find that discord is often all the more dangerous when it comes from within...

Kate's been almost obsessive in her search for more information on the Arcane Society. Little does she know that she's about to get through those locked doors much, much sooner than anticipated, but perhaps it'd be better for Kate if these particular doors had stayed locked.

On the soundtrack of her life: Horns - Bryce Fox (x)

FC: Jill Wagner, non-negotiable.

Fortunately for you, Kate is  O P E N!! | Follow

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               allison argent: silver huntress.

     Allison Argent is a character from MTV’s TV show Teen Wolf. She was raised as a relatively normal girl, except that her family traveled a lot throughout her childhood. She was also a national-level archery competitor. The Argents finally settled down in Beacon Hills, California, when Allison was a sophomore in high school.

     There, she met and fell in love with Scott McCall. She didn’t find out until several months into their relationship that Scott was a werewolf. And it wasn’t until after that discovery that her father finally told her that her family hunts werewolves. She then began her training as a werewolf hunter, keeping her relationship with Scott a secret.

     However, during one of many conflicts that made their way to Beacon Hills, Allison’s mother died. She killed herself after sustaining a bite from a werewolf. After that, Allison became disillusioned with the world of supernatural creatures and attempted to distance herself from it, but failed. After she and her father realized they were being manipulated by her grandfather, they broke off from their family and established their own code: we protect those who cannot protect themselves.

     Though her relationship with Scott suffered through their struggles in opposing worlds, Allison remained loyal to his pack after rejecting her grandfather’s indoctrination. She fought with them as an archer, until they faced a fox demon that possessed their friend, Stiles. During the final battle with the Nogitsune, she was killed. She died in Scott’s arms telling him that she will always love him.

     I usually write Allison as though she was gravely injured during that battle, but survived it. I tend to prefer writing my muses as adults, so my “default” is to write her a few years after this experience. Further details vary from plot to plot.

               personality.

     Allison is proud, headstrong, and adventurous. She loves to laugh and she’s willing to bend rules to have fun if she thinks she can get away with it. She’s also realistic and prudent, carefully assessing risks before she takes them. She’s loyal to those people and causes she cares about.

     She’s an expert marksman, and she’s trained to use a bow in both short- and long-ranged combat, as a ranged and melee weapon. She is also proficient with a range of other weapons, including firearms, blades, and even bolas. Buuut that’s about the only thing she’s good at it. If it isn’t combat or battle strategy, she probably sucks at it.

     My particular Allison muse is pretty sex-driven, but she’s inclined towards casual or short-term relationships. She’s not promiscuous — she won’t sleep or flirt with just anyone. Either you are her type, or you’re not. She’s very pansexual, and she goes for lots of different types of people, but she’s scared of commitment and will likely try to stay away from crushes on nice, sweet people who want a white-picket-fence kind of future.

               rules.

    Please see the rules page on the blog. But here are some specific reiterations for Allison.

Allison loves being unpredictable, so don’t try to godmod her. If you want your muse to physically contact her in a post, either end it there or ask me privately about the nature of the contact.

DO. NOT. AUTOSHIP. I can’t stress this enough. Chemistry is absolutely paramount for shipping with me and any of my muses. Even if you see the ship listed below, it’s important for us to feel out writing chemistry before we plot anything deliberately romantic.

That said, if we don’t ship (yet), feel free to send her a meme if I post one. If she’s not feeling it, I’ll just delete it, but memes can be a great way to get an idea how she feels about a muse/ship.

Most crossover ships are ship-exclusive — meaning that I likely won’t do it again. If I ship with one Steve Rogers, I likely won’t ship with another. Crossover ships take a lot of effort to build, and unless one person’s take on a muse is drastically different from another’s, I prefer to honor the investment I’ve made with the other mun into the development of that relationship. Those ships will not be listed below.

If you wanna ship, just ask. Even if you see that I ship it with someone else, or I don’t list it below, there’s no harm in asking :) If I can see something working with our muses, I’m more than happy to try it. I love to ship!

I definitely write with Allison twin muses (TWIN AUs!), and OCs with bios. I do not write with self-inserts.

               ships.

DISCLAIMER: chemistry is the god of shipping for me. ALL of the ships listed below are subject to chemistry.

Scallison. Deep in her heart, Allison feels like she will always return to Scott.

Dallison. Ah, the fate-adjacent ship. I’ll always wonder what would’ve happened between them if Derek had never met Kate.

Allydia. I’ve never gotten to write it, but I love their relationship in canon and I think it has potential to be more.

Mallison. Ugghhh, Malia and Allison would’ve been brilliant together!

Jorallison. (Jordan Parrish and Allison.) This one might seem a little out of left field, but it’s based on my chemistry with @redefinereality. I’m disinclined to try it with anyone else.

don’t know if I ship:

Stallison. I’m open to it, but I’d need a plot that makes sense and a healthy dose of chemistry.

Allisaac. It’s a cute development in canon, but I’m not convinced that relationship was built to last. Again, chemistry would be the deciding factor here.

don’t ship:

Jallison? Jackson and Allison. Whether you see him as gay or bi, the only development in canon for this relationship is pretty manipulative. And Allison would take issue with dating her best friend’s first love.

Whatever Allison/Chris is. I do write incest on my blog (tagged! cw: incest), but not this one (and not 99.9% of parent/child ships tbh).

Idk if Peter/Allison is a thing? People seem to ship Peter with friggin’ everyone in the show. But I generally don’t ship him with people significantly younger than him, so probably a no on that one.

               desired connections.

I’ll interact with anyone with a good idea of how our muses would meet, but here are some muses I’d love Allison to interact with, or those I have ideas for.

Derek Hale.

Lydia Martin.

Malia Tate.

Chris Argent.

Other Allison muses.

Supernatural hunters from any other fandom!

Dean and/or Sam Winchester.

Vampires? Any supernatural creatures, really.

Buffy characters! Bad ass huntresses UNITE!

Shadowhunters characters? Even though I don’t know much about them?

Oh god, super heroes. Vigilantes. Allison wants to be a vigilante, too!

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@argentarcher / continued from x

               Addison narrowed her eyes at her twin, her lips pursed over her teeth. “Mm-hmm, you sound so sure... Sure enough to show me the tag on that shirt?”