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William Shakespeare, vampire and writer, at your service. Iâm sure youâve heard of me.
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â Historical/OC for The Originals/TVD, but very open to all fandoms â 12+ years writing experience â 3 years roleplaying experience on tumblr â multiship/multiverse blog, AU and crossover friendly â familiar with most fandoms â mun and muse are 21+, NSFW present and tagged â ships chemistry, not faceclaims â looking for all types of interaction: friendship, frenemies, drinking buddies, lovers, enemies⌠any combination of these
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[ Iâve been meaning to return to my blogs for quite some time now, but one thing holding me back was that I had four blogs on three different accounts. And having to log in, log out, log in and log out again was quite annoying.Â
So Iâve created this hub and turned all of my muses into side blogs. This way, Iâll always have all of them under control from just one account. Unfortunately, that means I canât follow from all of them, but only from this one.Â
Donât worry, I havenât deleted the old blogs, if you want to track down an old thread, all you have to do is add â-archive.tumblr.com/tagged/yoururlâ to the blogâs url. For example âhttp://bloodpoisonandink-archive.tumblr.com/tagged/yoururlâ. This goes for all blogs except Isaac, which is now this blog, so simply add â/tagged/yoururlâ on this blog to retrieve your thread with him.Â
Also, I donât think Iâll be returning to my Damon Salvatore account, at least not in the foreseeable future.Â
If thereâs any question about it, donât hesitate to ask. ]
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Isaac smiled when she reacted to his touch, and in response, he slowly kneaded her breast, letting his thumb flick her nipple. âIn a little bit, Iâm going to show how much better my mouth feels,â he told her, his voice a little lower than normal, as he watched her, amazed by how natural this felt. Her next question, however, quite literally knocked the breath out of him and he had to steady himself before he replied. âItâs more-- like, you take it in your mouth and you suck. Bob your head and let your lips do what your handâs doing now,â he explained, nodding quickly.
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Malia concentrated on how his cock felt, smooth and also sensitive, like the skin between your fingers. As his own hands moved, one to her breast and one to her hipbone, she couldnât help but stop the movements with her hand. âOh-that feelsâŚ.nice.â She whispered, trying to remember how every sense and touch felt right now. Malia couldnât contain her smile as it spread deeply on her face, the kiss making her remember to continue moving her hand. âOkay, how do I give you a blow job? Do I just blow on your cock orâŚ.or put my mouth on it?â
#maliaxxtate#verse: main#para: experimenting#[ and I love this and you and Malia and Malisaac and gaaah *O* ]#nsfw
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[ *snuggles you all and gives you bday ice cream* ]
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[ Not munday, but I donât care. Itâs my bday, so here is my pic with Ryan Kelley from Nemeton ItaCon <3
Yeah, just wanted to share it, because Ryan is a cutiepie, heâs so funny and he almost killed me with that hug. Literally. He was squeezing so hard I couldnât physically breathe for a moment. And he was so cuuuute <333 ]
#ryan is adorkable#WHAT IS PARRISH? CUTE THAT'S WHAT HE IS!#ooc#mun speaking#happy birthday to me :D#nemeton itacon
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"No, you didn't," Isaac immediately replied, shaking his head. "That's what I told myself when I tried to justify it, but no. If there's one thing I've learned from Scott is that no behaviour justifies trying to rip you to pieces," he insisted, knowing he was still struggling to embrace that rather than to give in to the wolf.
It made him wonder if her banshee nature was anything like that, if it tried to rip her away from her humanity and turn her into something else, into something made entirely of instinct. The idea that it could be like that for her too, or maybe even scarier, made him feel suddenly closer to her. So when she hinted that she should have gone, he reached over and grabbed her arms. "What is it like?" he asked; it was his own way to build a connection that was made of more than just regrets and bitterness. "To be a banshee, I mean. Iâve never asked you that."
The fact he tried to kill her.. well, sheâd long forgotten and forgiven him for that. Besides, Jackson had tried to kill her too when he was that lizard creature before he turned into a werewolf, not to forget about Aiden. Of course later on heâd changed, but that didnât change the fact he hadnât been good in the beginning. Isaac is different though, he is different then he used to be. And heâd just been finding his way when trying to kill her, at least she liked to call it that. Perhaps the fact sheâd been a bitch to him about him asking her out triggered things easier then it should have been, but still.
ââI kind of got that onto myself by the way I behaved, didnât I? You shouldnât be the one apologizing.ââ And even though she wanted to apologize, tell him she never meant to hurt him she knew it wasnât like that. Back then she simply didnât care about other peopleâs feelings, sheâd been in love with Jackson, she didnât focus on the rest. Except for her friends, which was quite some improvement already. But right now all she could see was his face and she had the urge to just kiss him â but she couldnât. ââI- I should go.ââÂ
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âWell, youâve kissed him before, havenât you?â Isaac spat, clearly not liking the idea of the other Alpha being too intimate with Lydia. He figured it was a territorial thing, but he knew there was probably more than that. âHeâs an Alpha,â he corrected her, then turned around, hiding his expression from her. But still, he turned once again to face her when she asked if he didnât trust him. âYouâre the only one Iâve got left, Lydia. Heâs taken everything else from me, so yes, I trust you, but I donât trust him.â
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Lydia frowned, tilting her head to the right. Her eyes never leaving his. ââWhat exactly do you think happened?ââ she then asked, she didnât like his tone, the look on his face. She couldnât even imagine what he was thinking right now and she hated it. ââIsaac pleaseâcan you be a little understanding here? If you told me something personal and something you didnât want anyone else to know, you wouldnât want me to tell Scott either because heâs the alpha and likes to know, right? I canât just tell you everyoneâs secrets because you want to know. Donât you trust me?ââ
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Isaac wasnât exactly the experienced type; sure, there had been girls, but not as many as people seemed to think, and despite his attitude, he was still insecure at times. But when he saw how she was looking at him, his insecurity faded and left space to pure instinct. He bit his bottom lip when her hand closed around his cock, but nodded quickly. âYes, definitely yes,â he told her, a little smile on his lips. He let his own hands along her sides until one was on her breast and the other on her hipbone. âMore than alright,â he admitted, the feeling of her hand around his cock still quite unreal, but so, so good. âNow, this is a very selfish thing of me to say but... please, feel free to experiment,â he told her with a mischievous smile, before he placed a kiss on the corner of her mouth.
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Malia couldnât help the way her heartbeat jumped. Was going out to get ice cream considered a date? A first date, her first ever date. Definitely a date. She watched him carefully, eyes darkening with lust as he slipped his pants down, revealing his cock. It was an impressive size, she assumed. Since turning back she had watch a couple porn videos to see what it was all about, and his cock certainly was above average. âOhâŚâ She licked her lips as he moved closer, going to the edge of the bed, up on her knees. âCan IâŚ?â She didnât give him time to reply, taking her hand and pressing it against his cock, wrapping it around it. She could basically get a handjob down, having seen exactly how they do that. The restâŚ.she wasnât sure how to do. âIs this alright?â
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Isaac simply glared at her and followed her down in the darkness, his own wolf senses helping him navigate in the dark environment without knocking himself over. He still thinks it's a bad idea, that the police station, so full of guns is a much better option, but he just goes along. He's not about to leave her out there by herself.Â
He looked around as he took in the details around him, but stopped when she did, and the beam of the flash light had him tense for a moment. Reason suggested it was a simple guard, not the Mute, but he wasn't ready to bet his neck on it. He could see another entrance to the dining room on the far end of the hallway, and nudged Mina in the arm, before pointing at it.
Conscience or Cowardice?||Mina&Isaac
  âWell , lucky you.â She didnât add that, that was about to change drastically. Was Taminaâs reply, looking back at him once over her shoulder before she begins her descent down the dark steps. The shadow might have been a problem if it hadnât been for the red she allowed her eyes to bleed, alpha crimson giving her a far more easy time to see in the dark. She supposed there was no harm in it, after all, Isaac was behind her, there wasnât any way heâd been seeing their colour from there.
  Reaching the bottom, Tamina supposes, judging by the array of old stoves and racks, that they are in an old shelter for the homeless, seeing as the outside had been too big for a restaurant, but not at all big enough for a hotel. They had the advantage here after all in the pitch black, the she-alphaâs hearing, already extending throughout the rickety building, hearing the drip of water from the fragile ceiling up above.
 The inside was cluttered, rusty pots and pans scattering the floor, along with shattered glass that she was careful to step her bare feet aroundâ but besides her own beating heart and the betaâs there is one other. Tilting her head in the direction of the sound, her gaze goes right through the circular windows embedded in the two way, double doors that lead out into the dining room, and what she sees is the sweeping beam of a flash light.
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"That's nasty," Isaac commented, laughing for a moment. "Nah, hygiene isn't a problem, but some of them are... well, douchebags," he admitted with a shrug. He nodded as she explained where she was from and where she'd been studying. "From fancy boarding school to Beacon High. You must have done something pretty terrible in your previous life to deserve this karma," he joked, shaking his head. He couldn't help laughing at her definition of the town. "Wow, you don't sugar coat it, do you?" Isaac was amused more than anything, and when it came to answering her question, he shrugged. "I was born here, and I haven't had a decent chance to leave yet."
âI can only hope heâs at least decent, because I had one teacher whose hair was so greasy, that we all thought he wasnât a big fan of showers,â she commented, laughing along the memories of Hogwarts. âOh, Iâm from Devon, like south west of England, but I studied in this fancy boarding school, yâknow. Signed myself to the exchange program, but I never thought they would actually pic me, and voilĂ , here I am. And câmon, I wouldnât call it Nowhere. More like Hell Hole, because seriously, thereâs nothing to do right here,â Ronnie shrugged, since she did know the best places were located in a city nearby. âNow, what makes you stay here? Because, letâs be honest, this is a hopeless place.â
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"That's the plan," Isaac agreed, nodding slowly, and let his hand rest on her shoulder, his touch firm but affectionate. "Oh, I'm sure we can be," he mused, offering a little grin. After all, they were werewolves, and while McCall offered a pack with ridiculous rules that went against their nature - werewolves where predators, they were supposed to kill -, Isaac and his pack were going to seem like a much better option.Â
Where my demons hide - thecrosswebare
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"Derek's different, he's the one who taught Scott what he knows about being a wolf. He taught all of us," Isaac mused, eyebrows drawn together for a moment. "And the twins... that won't last." He glared at his last words and shook his head. "That's the point, I'm not the Isaac you all seem to want, he's long gone."Â
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"Derek killed and Scott still trusts him. The twins have killed how many? I think if, maybe⌠maybe you talked to him youâd see he doesnât think of you as the enemy. Heâll get over you having done it. He just has to see that youâre still the Isaac we all know and love."
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William Shakespeare, vampire and writer, at your service. Iâm sure youâve heard of me.Â
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â Historical/OC for The Originals/TVD, but very open to all fandoms â 10+ years writing experience â 2 years roleplaying experience on tumblr â multiship/multiverse blog, AU and crossover friendly â familiar with most fandoms â mun and muse are 21+, NSFW present and tagged â ships chemistry, not faceclaims â looking for all types of interaction: friendship, frenemies, drinking buddies, lovers, enemies⌠any combination of these
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"Yeah, yeah, keep telling yourself that," Isaac commented, rolling his eyes as she batted her eyelashes at him, playful. In that moment, he realized he didn't even remember how their banter had begun, which prompted a laugh from him.Â
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"Yeah, please don't remind me of that," Isaac groaned; the thought of graduation was enough to give him a headache. Sometimes he wished there was some sort of pass for supernatural beings, but no such luck. "Yeah, it's probably best if you ask and I just stand there. There's no love lost between me and that teacher," he commented, grimacing.Â
"YeahâŚChem isnât everybodyâs favorite class but itâs one of those classes that you have to pass in order to graduate. So, tomorrow, when you show up to class, we should ask the teacher if I can switch lab partners. Iâm sure Danny will do just fine on his own." He was one of the only other kids in there that actually managed to pay attention and not screw up their experiment. It was kinda the reason why she had paired up with him in the first place, but if working with her alpha helped him pass the class, she was all for it.
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