emotionally & psychically h u r t ;

; Isaac Lahey Beta W e r e w o l f; ------ { s i x t e e n } do not go ɢᴇɴᴛʟᴇ into that goodnight, - - - - - - rage on against the dying l i g h t ;; M ! A : None, but accepting. [ Independent Isaac Lahey RP Blog ]

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kate argent: live fast die young come back to fuck shit up

[eternalhunterallison-deactivate]

"You beat me to the punch line, Lahey." She said giving a small smile coming out from around the corner.

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"Come on, things did turn out better than we thought they would."

[anythingisnothingnew]

"Considering the fact that you and everyone else almost died…yeah, I guess its safe to say that,"

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"At least that's over with. And things are actually kinda normal."

[thequazzaclausestarringtimallen]

i am reminded that english is a flawed language every time I am forced to use “that that” in a sentence

[maybemoonbeams]

it’s not fair that that happens

[nataliedormier]

[moreverything-blog1]

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      "Well -- I think it's safe to say, things turned out quite well.."

[ijustkeptwalking-deactivated201]

+2

            “Well I’m a little surprised by you being here, it must be important. What is it?”

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  ❝-- Where's Scott?❝

[deadhales]

isaac lahey + negative space -> requested by vaaako

[hybridized-eccentricity-deactiv]

Your muse just woke up NAKED next to my muse. Reaction?

[ask-sex-mistress-pinkamena-deac]

Send me a "✤" if you want to dominate me.

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#i've reached 69 followers.

[unicornsandgauntlets-deactivate]

For every ϟ in my inbox I'll tell you a random thought my muse has about yours.

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Still no sign of Scott. 

                           "-- We gotta find him.. we can't give up. Not now; not yet."

[spherax-deactivated20130812]

     As soon as the beta stepped foot on the premises, Derek picked up on his scent and moved to stand in the center of the loft. He already knew what the panic was about. The boy’s thrumming heart was ringing in his ears as was Isaac’s hitched breathing. Lips parting lightly, he took a moment to gather what he wanted to say, but of course, it didn’t come out right. “He handed himself over to Duke. There’s nothing I can do. He made his choice." A slight pause, “We’ve got more important things to worry about, Isaac. Like—the Sheriff and Melissa missing. Stiles is going out of his mind and if I have to hear another, ‘we have to do something’. I’ll blow my brains out myself."

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     As Derek came into view, the beta felt his brows knit together. A mix of frustration, and disagreement flowed through him, as he stepped closer to his alpha, "What do you mean there's nothing you can do? We have to get him back!" The curly haired boy retorted, having difficulty letting the news sink in. Scott had left with the enemy; Deucalion. Letting out a sigh, he lowered his head, eyes falling to the ground as he allowed a nod to follow, "-- Fine. But we can't just forget about Scott.." He murmured, hoping that Derek wasn't being serious when he told him there was nothing that could be done to bring him back.

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        Stiles was angry. At the world, at Jennifer, at everything. Feeling anger was better then letting all the pain and sorrow register. He just knew he’d be sorry later for taking it out on Isaac like he was. They may not be best friends, but he didn’t deserve Stiles’ wrath. “Yeah well saying I’ve come to the wrong person, didn’t exactly sound convincing." He wasn’t sure who else to turn to at this point. Not with Scott gone. "Deucalion. Scott left with Deucalion after everything else went down." His jaw clenched at this as fingers curled and tensed into fists. “Our case is so hopeless now, that he turned to the enemy for help."

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  Jaw clenched at the name that had emitted from Stiles' mouth.

                                         D e u c a l i o n.

  A soft growl passed the beta's lips, as he shook his head lightly, "-- Scott wouldn't do that." He remarked, yet a part of him knew given the circumstances, Scott would eventually give himself in. The boy frowned, letting out a heavy sigh, "We've got to find him. We've got to find them all.." Isaac finally agreed, running his slender fingers through his smooth curls. It wasn't going to be easy.

[playingwithprobability]

The first to tell me "Kneel" owns me for a week.