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Archived;;

Its been done. Isaac has been moved. Same url of course { xxxxx }

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I'm going to be moving Isaacs blog. Mostly so that I can access it easier while mobile. I'll post a link to it when I get a chance to set it all up. I'm hoping a move will make him more active.

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Don’t underestimate 

                         the things that I W I L L do

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ill do my long neglected drafts soon but for now, like for a tiny thing.

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;;lost and found

{ @notaperfectsoldxer | bc we need them first meeting }

It was anything but easy to be an inhuman, especially when said inhuman was almost afraid of everything. Isaac was skiddish and he couldn’t help it. Years of physical and emotional abuse at the hands of his father conditioned him to trust no one and no thing. It also kept him quite sheltered from certain things... 

Like AI systems such as J.A.R.V.I.S. who was seemingly everywhere, as he was an interface throughout the building. Thankfully Isaac had not needed him, not that he knew about him, because he had been able to smell his way back up to his room. Except last night they deep cleaned the whole building and now Isaac was lost and panicking. Which only worsened when a voice came out of nowhere...

“Mr. Lahey, do you need some assistance? I can--”

The voice made him jump, look around and see nothing. Already in a state of panic, Isaac shifted into a large white wolf and cowered against the wall. His fur and tail were poofed out as he pressed as close to the wall as he could manage. All he wanted to be anywhere else but now he felt like he couldn’t move. All he could do was warning growl at the disembodied voice of J.A.R.V.I.S.

Despite the fact the AI had already started to search for anyone who could physically help. Which ended up being the one and only, Steve Rogers.

“Excuse me, Captain Rogers, we have a situation.” 

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If you are a ship whore and you know it click reblog.

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It's Sexual Sunday so...

send my muse inappropriate questions

flirt with them anonymously or not

try to make them blush

kiss them at random

send me terrible pickup lines 

get my muse hot and bothered 

Pretty much this is your excuse to do what you want to my muse and see if you can get away with it. So go crazy! 

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Better selfie 😍😍

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It's my birthday :3

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I. Am. Sick.

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When all you want is Omega!Isaac things but you don't have any :(

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It was just a boring Sunday. The pack was leaving them alone and Isaac was glad. Especially as he snuck up on Derek, reading away. Softly he threw himself into the older wolf’s lap and wiggled up his body until his head was by Derek’s neck. 

“I desire attention.”

{ @broodingmystery }

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{ @hypohearted | cont. }

“someday. right now, it’s just you and me.”

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werewolfisms:

He bit back a growl as Isaac’s thankfully human teeth latched onto his shoulder. The last thing he wanted Isaac to feel was as if Peter was attacking him. Sure, he’d purposely convinced the Beta to take the elevator with him but he had no idea that it would break down. That he’d unwillingly have trapped the two of them in the little tin box. And for that he would kick himself later. 

Right now - his priority was Isaac. There was no way Isaac could over power him, even if the teen as distressed like now - but that was only if Peter fought back. He wasn’t going to fight back. He grabbed the teen’s wrists so that claws didn’t find their way into his skin. 

And about the time he felt Isaac relax and release his shoulder was when he collapsed into Peter. The Alpha caught all the teens weight just as the elevator started to move again. When the doors opened at the bottom floor, their was Derek, actually looking slightly concerned. But the lack of blood probably made him feel better. “Don’t worry. He’s going to be fine. I’m taking him back to my apartment.” Another elevator but at least the building was top of the line and it wouldn’t break down. So he hauled an unconscious Isaac to his truck. “Call Stiles. I’m going to need a mountain ash barrier.” That was all the clues he gave Derek before speeding off with a sleeping Isaac. 

Sleeping was not what Isaac was doing. As the beta never really slept anymore. He just kept going until he passed out from over exertion. Only because if he slept, the nightmares might come back and Isaac was not all about that. So he was drifting in and out while Peter carried him. He could feel that he was in a car and it caused a spike in his heart rate but then it normalized as he could still only sense and smell Peter nearby.

His heart rate only spiked again when he could kind of sense that he was in yet another small space. Which made him shiver and whimper in Peter's arms. It wasn't until hours later that Isaac finally regained himself and opened his eyes.

The first thing he did was quickly disentangle himself from the sheets. They always made him feel strapped down and immobile. Which was slightly terrifying after all his near death experiences. Then he was looking around. This was not his usual hideaway or even Derek's loft. A frown creased his features as he noted he was still surrounded by the smell of Peter. Which was also when he noticed he was in a bed.

Again he moved quickly and stumbled slightly to the floor. No one said being a werewolf made you graceful, especially with Isaac's long limbs. Blue eyes scanned the room and there was no sign of Peter so Isaac took a moment to clam down and listen. He was listening for where Peter could be and trying to figure out how he could leave. It wasn't that Isaac didn't like Peter, he just didn't trust him 100% yet. More like 75%, which was way more than Stiles and anyone who wasn't Derek or Scott. The beta had a lot of trust issues.

Which caused him to try to sneak through the area, despite knowing Peter would probably hear him anyway. It didn't matter because Isaac was leaving. He wasn't staying here, alone, with Peter Hale. So he tiptoed the best he could before he saw the exit and bolted for it.

If there was one thing Isaac was good at now, it was speed and agility. He could out run almost the whole pack. So he ran for the door, figuring he would catch Peter off guard enough it's take him a moment to give chase as he flung the door open but then...

"What the fuck?!," he grunted as he was thrown back. There was a low growl as he stalked back toward the flung open door. "Why would you TRAP us in here?" Isaac could already feel the panic rise up. He couldn't handle being trapped AGAIN. Even if this space was much larger. He needed to run, to move, to have space. "I want to leave now. I don't have time for this."

;;Trapped

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                         My penis is really craving an orgasm. 

                                                       this bae made it.