Isaac Lahey

[betaisaac]

witchygcmini​:

“That’s part of your charm? Nah, I think your charm lies solely in that jawline of yours. The dimples don’t hurt either,” she said with a chuckle, glancing at him for a moment. “Yeah, well, being able to one up people in the fucked up baggage department really isn’t something I’m proud of, so feel free to prove me wrong.” Liv hadn’t realized when he asked her out that he meant he wanted to go out now. It made panic raise in her significantly since she wouldn’t have time to convince herself this wasn’t a terrible idea. “Fifteen minutes. Now you showing up here nearly at last calls is starting to make sense.”

“So you think I’m hot?” He asks with a slight hint of a smile on his face, confidence in his looks were generally higher ever since he was bitten but it never hurt to get told by a chick he liked. “You wanna play who had it worse? I can think of better ways to spend time hanging out. Maybe instead of talking about the bad crap we should distract each other from it.” He suggests after all, dwelling was the worst thing to do. The less he thought about the crap, the better he felt. “Well I might not be the sharpest tool in the shed but I have pretty good timing.”

[betaisaac]

“i made you some soup, and i’m going to sit here until you eat it. i can wait.” ( malia )

Isaac looks at the bowl with a curious look, sniffing the contents. “On a scale one to ten, how much do I not want to know what is in here?”

[betaisaac]

“at least let me clean the wound!” ( from kaleb | @kalebwestphcll )

“It’ll heal itself, there’s really no reason to get all nursemaid on me. Its just a waste.”

[betaisaac]

🏙️ & ⏱️

🏙️  - do you feel like you have to be involved in saving the town?

If I don’t try to save, aren’t I just as bad as whoever is trying to destroy it? I don’t know I just can’t seem to find it in me to sit back and do nothing.

⏱️  - if you could travel back in time, where would you go? why?

I’d travel back to before Erica and Boyd ever were even kidnapped, I would protect them from that. Because they deserved more than what they got.

[betaisaac]

“listen, asshole. i’m gonna carry you home whether you like it or not. you’re not in any condition to get there yourself.” [ from Stiles for the pure reason that he gets to call him an asshole lol ]

(First off, rude but I will take it)

Isaac laughs through the pain, “You’re gonna carry me?” He winches at the pain in his gut. “My feet are gonna drag the whole time there. Where’s Scott he can actually help. How are you supposed to get me up a while flight of stairs?”

[betaisaac]

witchygcmini​:

“Some more than others, I feel like,” she said with a scoff, looking away momentarily so he wouldn’t see just how much of a mess she actually was written all over her face. “Whatever the opposite of smooth is? That’s what you are.” Not that it made him any less appealing to her. His awkwardness was actually kind of endearing. “Is that so? How convenient.” She looked at him for a moment, clearly weighing her options. On one hand, there was no way she could live the rest of her life (how ever long that was) walking on eggshells. On the other, she really didn’t want her brother to off this one. “Yeah, okay. A friendly get together should be fine.”

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He could agree there, the levels of mess ranged among the pack, he liked to think he was in the middle of that scale but honestly he had no idea where everyone else rested these days. He smiles, “Yeah well, that’s part of my charm.” Being smooth was never his thing, becoming a wolf certainly helped him compared to how he was but that only went so far. “Yeah I mean i could tell you about it but you seem like you might be one of those one uppers and I don’t think I can cut it.” He was half joking but at the same time there was a pain in the air, if he weren’t a wolf he might not have noticed it as clearly. “Cool. So when do you get out of here?” He asks looking around the bar, “Best view is at night believe it or not.”

[betaisaac]

“You stepped on my foot!” ( malia )

“I have bigger feet than the pigmies you know around here. And there’s not a lot of room to work around it here. Its not like its broken, chin up.”

[betaisaac]

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you.” ( el )

“I mean its gonna heal but damn, my eye?”

[betaisaac]

“Hey!! What was that for?!” (Stiles)

“I don’t know but I’m sure you deserve it or you will soon.”

[betaisaac]

Lydia: “Hey!! What was that for?!”

“What? There was a wasp! Your hair isn’t...that messed up.”

[betaisaac]

madaf-erica​:

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Erica nodded her head dismissively. She wouldn’t be caught dead sitting across from Allison. This wasn’t a petty squabble amongst teenage girls. Allison shot her with arrows meant to kill her. There were somethings that even with a supernatural aspect to it wasn’t something you got over. Erica may learn to tolerate her if she ever joined McCall’s pack, but that’s as far as it would go. Isaac’s confession had Erica steel her looks. “Did you know she tried to kill me and Boyd?” She asked. It wasn’t demanding but she was peeved. Erica would let everyone burn before she would fraternize with someone who tried to hurt Boyd or Isaac. Erica did know that Allison was probably the first girl Isaac has ever dated. “I’m sorry that you lost her.” Erica sympathy only outstretched to Isaac’s pain. 

“Doing nothing is just as bad,” She insisted. Erica didn’t want to go tit-for-tat over Derek or Allison. She just wanted to relish in the fact that Isaac’s alive and he did well for himself. She needed to hold onto him like he was an anchor. Erica felt sick to her stomach knowing that Boyd was just used in a horrible game for the Alpha Pack. She shook her head sadly, staring at the floor. Erica was seething mad at the Alpha pack. She wanted to rip them limb from limb and scattered their remains over the entire state of California. “You killed them right? At least tell me you fucking killed them.” She had to suck in her tears. Erica didn’t want to cry because she felt weak. She needed to be stronger than ever before. Erica lifted her head slowly, chewing on her bottom lip. “I- uh… I don’t think it’s that bad but I sold my soul to the devil?” 

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He runs his tongue over his teeth trying to think of what to say, things weren’t so black and white and he knew that she couldn’t be happy about it. “Allison made a lot of mistakes, I can’t make excuses for her. She cut me up with knives, tried to hurt you guys, went for Derek but we’ve all made mistakes and we’ve all had to come together.” It was as lame as anything went but honestly holding a grudge when they had to work together wasn’t going to help anyone. “She also tried to help the pack, she wanted to stop the alphas as much as any of us.” He nods, “Thanks, her dad took me with him to France. He’s a good guy.” She would need time to see it and maybe her stubbornness would mean she’d never accept it.

“Trust me I know. I wasn’t shy about telling him how much he was letting us down, it was one thing that he let you and Boyd die, then he was sleeping with some killer. I think giving up his alpha status might have been the best thing for him to do.” And not just for those around him but for Derek himself, he reached new levels without being an alpha. “They are dead but I can’t take credit, the twins lost their alpha status, joined Scott and then some time after one of them died. All the others were killed but one and I don’t know where he ended up he was some creepy blind guy.” He shrugs at least the others got what was coming to them. “Kali got stabbed all over with glass, too much to heal from it. She got off easy if you ask me but she’s dead.” He wasn’t sure how he would have felt if Scott was able to get his way in the ‘no killing’ ruling, so Isaac was thankful for Jennifer. His jaw fell slack. “Erica! I don’t know what you do with a soul but I am pretty damn sure that its not good to sell it to the devil. Its pretty frowned upon, why would you do that? But at the same time; THE DEVIL IS HERE?” He raised his voice now, something Isaac didn’t do often but the shock of such news he figured it was warranted. 

[betaisaac]

unyieldingargent​:

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Hearing Isaac’s words, the hunter paused, sighing softly as his gaze scanned their surroundings. “Yea… I was, too. But this town has a way about it, especially in moments like these…” He chuckled, looking over to the werewolf. “You helped build that, I’m sure everything will be fine.” Chris shrugged. 

Maybe it was the age, maybe it was Allison’s return. Either way, Chris was finding himself very emotional as of his return to town. Receiving credit from Isaac almost made him choke. “You’re too humble, kid. You done plenty good all by yourself,” Chris promised him, smiling and nodding in approval. Having formed the relationship he had with the werewolf had been unexpected, but it had helped the both of them and it had kept Chris’ hope alive. 

Isaac’s further poking at his ego made the hunter chuckle. “You talk a lot for someone who knows how well I am always armed,” he pointed out in jest. “Watch it, kid, or I’ll end up asking for a place to crash.”

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He knew the hunter was going to try and sooth him about being back in town, though he felt him being late to come back would be noticed. Or at least it was his own guilt eating away at him. “Yeah, its not like Scott or anyone would hold a grudge or anything.” He says with a weak smile to the other before sitting back in his seat.

Isaac offers a more genuine smile at the older males assurance that he did a lot of the work that got him where he was. Where his old man would have shamed him and found something wrong with what he did. That he didn’t have a job that paid enough, that his place was crap. Isaac however wasn’t interested in making his old man proud even if he were alive but making Chris proud, that was something that he strives for.

He laughs, “That’s cause I know if you were gonna shoot me it would have been a long time ago.” He beams at the man knowing he was pushing buttons but he found out awhile ago it didn’t seem what mistakes he made or how big his mouth got, Chris never raised a hand to him unless it was in some training. “Hey as long as you like a good couch or well in this case a good enough couch, I figure I owe it.” He however doubted that Chris wanted to be staying on his couch when he could get the comfort of a rented house or hell even one of Derek’s lofts. “But on the topic of my running my mouth, there’s chance the town will get more than its used to. Guess my dad took more secrets to his grave than I thought, turns out I have some twin brother I never knew about.”

[betaisaac]

salenashaw​:

Closed for @betaisaac​

Even though he was the inspiration for her move, Salena had been putting off going to see Isaac. Whilst they had grown to be great friends in Europe, she didn’t know how he would react to her being here. She really hoped that it didn’t freak him out. God, she hoped she wasn’t about to ruin the friendship they’d built. She double checked the house number against the letter in her hand. This was the place. She stood for a few seconds, gathering the courage to knock on the door.  She steadied herself, before lightly tapping the door. It was only a moment later when Isaac appeared..

“Hi” she said, unable to stop a large grin appearing on her face “fancy seeing you here.” Humour had always been Lena’s first form of defence. She wasn’t good with being vulnerable. It was much easier to hide behind the energetic, cheery persona she played. 

Living above the auto shop he worked at wasn’t awful, it was his own space, had a kitchen, bathroom and a bathroom, its all he really ever needed. He was just enjoying a day off at home, still hiding away from the town. He had hopes that most forgot about him, since he had been thought as the kid who might have murdered his own father at one point. It took time to get used to being back in town. Hearing the knock on the door he wondered if it was Scott or Allison trying to get him out and about.

Answering the door his jaw dropped at the sight of Salena at the door and his smile vanished. “Lena, what the hell are you doing here?” It wasn’t that he wasn’t glad to see her, she had become one of his closest friends out of the states. Really was a godsend when it came to keeping his sanity. However now she like everyone else supernatural was stuck in town. “Damn I mean, come on in.”

[betaisaac]

nequizias​:

𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓁 𝒻𝒶𝓇 𝑒𝓃𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓂𝑒𝑒𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓈𝑒𝓁𝒻; He parked the car next to the mechanic shop, a beautiful, shiny, light blue 1969 Chevy Camaro Covertible, the car had been a part of his life for a long time, becoming a small part of his soul, his companion on long roads, his escape. The vampire was careful with his purchase, making constant repairs and overhauls to make sure the vehicle was in perfect condition, and the next one on the list was scheduled for that afternoon.

He got out of the car, not bothering to lock it, and walked towards the entrance to the establishment, throwing the key in the air only to grab it again a few times, a slight form of entertainment. The sun was shining as the rays gently burned his pale skin, which would turn slightly red, with a constant burning sensation a few hours later. He came across a young man who was sitting outside, leisurely tasting an apple and had made a comment on the California climate “Unfortunately not everyone can enjoy the sunshine” said approaching, he could only walk in the daylight if he was wearing his sunlight ring, which had been stolen by his brother Stefan once, keeping Damon trapped in his own home, as a kind of house arrest “Do you know where I can find a good mechanic? My car needs an overhaul, I have been having some problems recently”

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Isaac looks over as the classic car drives up and parks, seeing the guy climb out he watched as he made his way over. He wasn’t someone that Isaac knew and he wondered what his story was but didn’t make a big deal of it. “I would say they shouldn’t make the stupid choice of moving to California, should think more about a rainy kind of place.” He answers looking the other over, the smell of death clung to him like the creatures he ran across in France. Vampires, what a shock that was. He looks around the guy at the car and nods, “I work at the shop over there actually.” He bites into his apple and offers his hand to the other, “Name’s Isaac. What sort of problems?” 

[betaisaac]

alphakage​:

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It wasn’t just that Isaac was tall, it was that now he seemed to tower over Scott. How long had it even been? Had Scott not grown even an inch? His father was pretty tall… All he got was a crooked jaw… “I missed you. We missed you,” he quickly began speaking at the Beta, hanging from his neck like a baby monkey. He would’ve cried a little had he not been fearful Isaac would’ve yeeted him and ran straight into the barrier. 

“What you mean?” he asked, almost hurt when Isaac hinted at his welcome to town being any different, touching ground once again. When Isaac apologized, Scott’s goofy demeanor soften. He stood a little straighter, bright smile on his lips. “You have nothing to apologize for,” he assured Isaac. “Come on in,” he encouraged, holding the door open. “Deaton’s been MIA, so… this is pretty much the current hang out.”

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Isaac had been a lanky kid, taller than many in his class he just hunched over a lot when he was younger. One last growth spurt had shot him up taller than most he knew, through it was almost laughable how much taller he was than the alpha. He smiles and nods, “I’m...yeah I missed you guys too. Some more than others but yeah.” He pats Scott’s back with a laugh, “How’s your mom?” Melissa McCall was an angel as far as Isaac was concerned and he hoped things were good for her.

He could see he hit a nerve even if he didn’t mean to, “Oh, nothing. Seriously I know you’ve always done good by me Scott. I just- not coming back when Chris had. I thought maybe you guys read it wrong or maybe thought...I don’t know.” He wasn’t sure if he was making an ass out of himself thinking the worst but it was all he could do. Stepping in he looked around, “He’s okay though? I heard there were some murders in town before I got here.” He hadn’t hear details, only about the mayor. “I actually have something I need to talk to you about.”

[betaisaac]

witchygcmini​:

“Your friends are messes? Well, that doesn’t exactly reflect well on you, does it?” Liv said, a single corner of her lips turning up into a smirk. It wasn’t as if the people around her had much going on for them either. Her only living relative was an actual psychopath and the rest were dead. “First date? You’re asking me on a date? I just told you about my moving truck full of emotional baggage and you want to take me out?” This guy was certifiably insane, this proved it. “No, I don’t have a boyfriend. That ship has sailed long ago. Dating me is like… well, not to be dramatic, but it’s pretty much a death sentence. A curse, if you will.” She sighed, shrugging nonchalantly. She didn’t actually want to turn him down, but it felt like the right thing to do. “I’m fine with the woods. Or the view.”

“Isn’t everyone kind of a mess? I mean finding a put together person, I’m gonna say they’re likely a crazy person or robot.” Isaac didn’t think there was a person alive that didn’t have some kind of trouble going on in their life. “Well....I didn’t mean-I guess I was.” Dating wasn’t his strongest suit since the first girl he really ever got involved with was murdered practically in front of him. Playing the field after that was more like moving through a mine field. “Ahh that’s kind of funny in a not so funny way, cause I might be just as cursed. Maybe the two will cancel themselves out, I don’t know how that works but..” He shrugs figuring it was worth checking out. “Alright well how about we call it a friendly get together instead and get around the whole ‘deadly cursed’ bit?”

[betaisaac]

tarnishedargent​:

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“They dated for a while, then broke up and got back together again. Not sure where Kira went… I didn’t like to ask in case it was a sore subject.” She muttered, hoping that the other was doing okay, wherever she was. “I haven’t hung out with Malia all that much, but I’ve only heard good things from Scott and Derek. Though I guess they’re both biased.

“That’s gonna be my new mission then. Harassing you more than you ever thought possible.” She joked, shaking her head. “But seriously, I’m not working at the moment, and Derek’s working over at the diner, so I can’t hang out with him either, so I guess you’re stuck with me.” 

“Ah… yeah. True.” She nodded, realising the last thing her dad had probably wanted to do was teach someone else archery. “I should’ve thought about tutoring, but I might be a little rusty after all this time. There’s a guy in town that I met in France though, Dimitri, if you come by him. He’s an Alpha werewolf, don’t think he’s looking to build a pack though.

Isaac nods making note of that but honestly he couldn’t help himself if they subject was ever brought up. His curious nature would overcome not that he’d push for that kind of information. “I don’t know I think Derek would be pretty blunt about it if anyone wasn’t stand up, its not like he said the best things about Peter.” Though that was when the death of his older sister was pretty fresh.

“You spend a lot of time with Derek these days?” Isaac had noticed she mentioned him a few times in their conversations and he couldn’t help but pick up on it. “I mean sure, nothing much I can’t do here while talking or whatever. You might get bored as hell though.” He points out with a chuckle. Looking up at the mention of another alpha in town, not sure how he felt about it. “Alpha without a pack doesn’t sound like much of an alpha.”