Hot damn, Marrish is the most heavy metal ship, taken
straight from Iron Maiden song and I fucking love it. Two freaking Harbingers
of Death – a pretty, little banshee that could easily send your sinful soul (along
with your brain) to The Maker and a hellhound that could without a sweat fry
your ass or blast whole freaking building.
First date? In a damned house full of dead bodies. Other
meetings? Mental house, crime scenes, sewers, fridge for supernaturals,
freaking magical tree, cell. How fucking extraordinary it is? He allowed to be
set on fire for her sake, blasted some walls, fried a barrier, kicked some
supernatural asses and absorbed her nuclear scream into his well shaped (and
naked) chest. She fought for his sake and brought his ass back, when he has a
mental breakdown.
They could easily set the whole world in fire, yet their
powers are compatible and they can’t hurt each other. A freaking phantom queen and
her knight straight from hell, sitting on the pile of dead bodies and together
ruling the wasteland.
Let’s get real, if I were gonna bang anyone on Teen Wolf, it would be THIS GUY:
1. Teens on the show: ugh, gross, they would be terrible, all jackrabbit humping and Axe.
2. Papa Stilinski might cry.
3. Derek Hale would DEFINITELY cry and would also probably play Your Body is A Wonderland on repeat.
4. Look at this guy. He goes downtown. He goes uptown. He goes on the cross town bus and then gets a transfer so he can take the express. He was super in love with his wife and made crazy love to her constantly and she does not strike me as a lady who is easily pleased and what I’m saying is fffffffffffffff, leg holster me on it. Deep-v-neck me on it.
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