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sticks my leggy out real far

#* / out of .#blows titanic whistle..............is anyone alive out there........

#* 001 . imagine an animal in your own throat / blood ‘ a second saliva .

what she says: I'm fine

what she means: It has been 469 days since Isaac Lahey has appeared on teen wolf and it has been 365 days since he has been mentioned on the show. Is he okay? Does Scott text him with updates? Does he have any friends? Is he still in France? Has he adopted any European fashion trends? Does he need a hug?!?!?!?

#* / out of .#me !!!!!!#i wrote this !!!!!!

jamesbanes

Well, I guess that makes me lucky, because I don’t have anyone.

#* 001 . imagine an animal in your own throat / blood ‘ a second saliva .#this is So nice looking wow #a prince !

wnq-writers

Rise. to prove: they couldn’t break you.

abillionlittlethoughts (via wnq-writers)

#* 002 . i want a poem to fall asleep to / one without claws and teeth .

‘ they won’t let me see him because i’m not family . i told them he doesn’t have any . ‘ ‘ well , he’s got us . ‘

#* / out of .#im depressed #the mccalls really are isaac's family im ab to shoot myself in the foot !

atlaswolf .

SCOTT WOULDN’T TURN HIM AWAY, he’ll give him one night, or a month, longer if he wants to stay around. there’s nothing inside of him that even considers letting isaac sleep on a bench, not when he could stay with his mom & him.

❛❛ kinda wet? ❜❜ he tries not to let amusement slip into his tone but its hard not to be amused by such an understatement, both isaac & his belongings are drenched. he wonders how long isaac wandered before he came to scott, he hopes not too long. he hopes he thought he could come to scott straight away but he doesn’t hold much hope that isaac didn’t hesitate. the wondering stops quickly, the soaked beta situation at hand being pushed back to the front of his mind.

❛❛ i’m gonna get you some stuff to sleep in, okay? i think i have some stuff that’s a bit big for me somewhere. might be a bit —- short on the legs but they’ll work till we can dry your stuff. ❜❜ his voice is unwaveringly soft, warm & welcoming. scott mccall, if surrounded by his kindness, would drown in it.

he’d hoped it wouldn’t come to this . had gone as far as trudging through SLOSHING STREETS in the other direction , arms wrapped ‘ round shivering frame just long enough to decide the shame of asking for shelter VERY BARELY seemed more tolerable than sleeping in storms .

stiff nod finds his chin , LAPIS GAZE averting to find solace in the grain of wood floor . with so much of adolescence spent TAUGHT to take up as little space as possible , the very idea of taking anything from anyone only riddles bones with discomfort . relentless guilt .

idle fingers find themselves WRAPPED in damp fabric of soaked shirt’s hem , daring to lift weary eyes in inquiry . ❛ ─── where should i . . . ? the CLOTHES ? ❜

#* / written ‘ short .#atlaswolf : 001 .#and SWEET i lov him #he's so anxious im upset

serpoundalot:

I’m concerned when people seem to be incapable of conceiving that a character can have a good heart while occasionally being a jerk, selfish, hypocritical, unfair, unreasonable, hurtful, etc etc because last I checked, that’s what real people were like

#* / psa .#* 002 . i want a poem to fall asleep to / one without claws and teeth .#!!!!#isaac in a nutshell

wnq-anonymous

And here you are living despite it all.

Anonymous (via musingisms)

#* 002 . i want a poem to fall asleep to / one without claws and teeth .#fuck it up kenneth :')

slvrs .

HER OWN CONFIDENCE BLOSSOMS , having been but a bud awaiting the right time to bloom . chin upturns , she’ll lean in close ; gaze flickering to his mouth , a stolen glance , & then back again to blue hues / a safe haven . ❝ good . ❞ & just as swiftly as she’d moved in , she backs away , attention averting from the boy at her side to the book in her lap . ❝ so ——— biology . you did come over to study , didn’t you ? ❞

soft is the glance at waiting lips ; is the tether tugging at such seldom open heart . one usually shut with lock and key . but for her , pulled open the smallest bit with each tender tug of the smile at her corners . own mirth replicates , downcast gaze mirrors . and then expelled scoff , feigned affronted .

❛ ─── oh , yeah . yeah , totally . . . . so you don’t wanna try it again ? ❜

#* / written ‘ short .#slvrs : 001 .#isaac : i see you villain

atlaswolf .

❛❛ NO. ❜❜ the answer comes EASILY & stubborn ( no reluctance visible in his eyes, no hesitation in his voice. he’s a boy willing to tear out his heart & hand it over in a heartbeat — offering a place to stay really isn’t something he’d hesitate to do. ), scott’s not going to let isaac walk back into the POURING RAIN searching for a place to rest his head.

the mccall house guest room isn’t a five star hotel but at least scott would have the piece of mind that isaac was somewhere safe, somewhere where there’s no glasses being thrown, somewhere where no one is going to hurt him ( isaac’s been hurt enough, more than anyone EVER should be — he’s not going to let the unnecessary & cruel violence toward him continue. ).

❛❛ you’re not sleeping on a bench, isaac. ❜❜ DISBELIEF lights up in scott’s eyes & tugs his brows up slightly, there’s no way in HELL isaac’s going back to sleep on a bench ( even if it’s a ’GOOD’ bench. ). ❛❛ you’re staying here, okay? for as long as you need. do you have your stuff here or should i grab you some dry clothes? ❜❜

KINDNESS IS A RARITY . especially at this tier , a level untouched by any previous contender . no one dares offer help out of fear that it comes labeled ‘ pity . ‘ pity the way teachers avert gaze when catching sight of a black eye , pity the way peers give KNOWING LOOKS but never help . this , here . . . this isn’t pity . it’s just scott . UNBRIDLED KINDNESS .

lips part in near - protest . one night already heavy on guilty heart ; a weight too loaded . ‘ as long as you need ‘ rings unreal on burden ears . ❛ ─── yeah . i mean . . . ❜ gaze drops toward SOAKED DUFFLE at his side , teeth grinding . ❛ ─── just kinda WET . ❜

#* / written ‘ short .#atlaswolf : 001 .#me too scott me too #scott : do u need dry clothes #isaac holding a dripping bag : they're just a lil damp

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frzr:

okay , what is the point of him ? i mean seriously , what is his purpose ? aside from the persistent negativity . and the scarf . what’s up with the scarf , anyway ? it’s sixty five degrees out .

#* 001 . imagine an animal in your own throat / blood ‘ a second saliva .#reblogs my own set bc it's pretty

carryingatlas .

SHAKY HANDS shove the key back into pants pocket. frustrated when moments before he was excited to see scott. it’s ALWAYS been scott & stiles, always, so having isaac always there now just doesn’t sit right with him. maybe it’s jealousy, maybe it’s the fact that isaac helped derek try to kill lydia or maybe it’s that he just doesn’t like the guy.

is that stiles’ favorite cereal ?

eyes roll hard and quick, shoving his bag to the floor – again, just like he lives there. matching smirk spreads to his own lips. “ i see they just let the dog stay home alone without putting it in a cage. ” tone only slightly teasing.

HE CAN SMELL IT ON HIM . the disdain ; a reek of irritation , and such only serves to plaster the smirk ‘ pon lips . an unending back and forth between them . spoon carries cereal slowly to parted mouth , utensil enclosed through steady , held gaze . chew . swallow . a lifted brow . marking territory .

❛ ─── ah , uh - huh . the difference is i LIVE HERE , and you , uh . . . just kinda live up scott’s ass . what’s up , you find something ? ❜

#* / written ‘ short .#carryingatlas : 001 .#why are Both Of Them so awful #also isaac really CAN'T TALK #tag urself im him throwing shade and then asking whats up

HEADCANON ! RE + TENDON DAMAGE

content warning : mentions of abuse

pre - bite , isaac suffered from near constant abuse in the form of locking him inside the chest freezer in his basement . this not only became the source of unrelenting claustrophobia , but the desperate pounding and clawing at the door of the freezer in attempt to escape resulted in substantial nerve damage .

tearing or stretching the tendons just underneath the skin on the dorsal side of the fingers ( caused by slamming his hand palm - side against the door or curling his hands enough that nails cut into the skin ) can result in flexor injuries and even mallet fractures , rendering the fingers unable to completely flatten / expand .

although the bite likely would have cured this , bringing the tendon and bone back together , injuries in many instances are unable to heal because of a strong emotional barrier ( guilt , self loathing , etc ) . it’s shown throughout the seasons that being reminded of his abuse even in the slightest is a major stressor and a dangerous trigger for isaac . this would leave him unable to allow these injuries to heal , because they’re connected to a deep - rooted trauma he refuses to consciously think about .

#* / headcanon .#abuse mention //#tldr ; isaac can't open his hands all the way #if he tries to flatten them they just curl back into his palms #i crave death

thjslove

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castieldeans:

make me choose ➤ lokimaximoff asked derek hale or isaac lahey I guess this is the part where I say something witty. I’m not witty.

#* 001 . imagine an animal in your own throat / blood ‘ a second saliva .#wish he wasn't sculpted like a god

beveil .

queens don’t make UNSIGHTLY noises so she holds the one back that is bubbling up in her throat . instead , her head tilts , smirk widens into something approaching feral . ❛ really ? because i think you’re lusting after her like a dog in HEAT . ❜

❛ ─── it’s none of my business , anyways . but you should probably ask her out or quit staring . unless , of course , you want scott to eviscerate you . . ❜

KYANITE RINGS ROLL , lumbering frame turning on heel to face the smaller . ( never one to stop stepping on his toes , is she ? a bike . an engine . an innocent infatuation . ) ❛ ─── yeah , well , your opinion isn’t a big NECESSITY for me . ❜

❛ ─── n ‘ scott’s not gonna eviscerate anyone . ❜

he hopes .

#* / written ‘ short .#beveil : 001 .#let him LIVE lydia

cluefound .

feigned hurt colors features , bandage pressed to own palm & smoothed over her skin . lips purse , something of a huff escaping through nostrils as chin dips towards her chest . ( she wears ersatz offense well , don’t you think ? ) gaze flickers upwards before finding her hands , syllables mumbled ‘neath sugar - sweet tongue .

❝ y’could have warned me , before i took the strip off . nevertheless , i think that’s quite interesting . what else can y’do ? ❞

petals part and reseal , considering . not newly as ERUDITE on the topic of own talent ; born biology isn’t bitten biology . still learning . crown tilts , brow rises and falls .

❛ ─── well . i can . . . smell better . m ‘ stronger . faster . there’s uh ─── there’s FANGS . ❜

#* / written ‘ short .#cluefound : 001 .#isaac : idk u know just wolf stuff

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