@iznovakreal

isaiah novak. thirty-nine. novak packmaster. actor. i play channing on mint’s weather the storm. & cassidy on tales of terror (rip). tune in. **shifts into: a & b

[iznovakofficial]

lunasinclaire​:

Luna grinned when he kissed her nose. “Uh uh, you know where I want those lips.” She puckered her lips to touch her lips to his. She took his hand sliding it up her thigh and under her skirt. “You can have me all to yourself. Chef Iz, huh? What’s Chef Iz’s new specials?” she asked. Luna knew they were in public, but as of late she’d evolved from being shy and behind closed doors and rather actually enjoyed the thrill of doing inappropriate things in public. She also missed this man’s hands on her and couldn’t wait to have them in all the places. 

Isaiah obliged. Leaning down, he kissed Luna fully on the lips. The feel of her soft skin as she grazed his hand up her skirt made Iz growl, the sound low in his throat. He raised his head before pressing his mouth to one of Luna’s ears. “Stop. Or I’ll surprise you with something else. Right here. On set in front of everybody.” He had a limited supply of fucks to give and if Luna wasn’t careful, she’d get one where all eyes could see. "Been working on a new vegan burger, spicy mac and cheese, still vegan and yams. Or a bbq pulled pork sandwich with jackfruit instead of pork, fried okra and yams again. Maybe surprise you with the crabless crabcakes I’ve been working on for ya too.” He listed off the possible menu. “Dunno about the desserts yet. But I bet we can work on that. Get you something you like. How’s that sound?”

[iznovakofficial]

isabeauthelostgirl​:

Beau started laughing at Iz’s retort. “I didn’t even do what normal kids did when I was in high school. At a certain point I blame a handsome young man that saved my life and causing me to spend a little bit of that time attempting to plan my escape from the family business.” Beau would always be grateful to Iz and meeting him early in her life. He changed her whole perspective on supernaturals and her treatment of them. When he wrapped his arms around her, and pulled her closer, she settled into his hold. “Absolutely not. I don’t want you to braid my hair. And no offense but I’m not afraid of anything so your scary stories would fall flat. You could tell me a happy story maybe. It can start with once upon a time,” she joked, turning in his arms so that she could face him. She hooked her leg over his hip, drawing herself closer to him. “I’ll even start. Once upon a time, there was a woman named Beau and a strapping gentleman named Isaiah. Isaiah overslept and forgot said plans, but Beau believes that this was secretly his plan all along. Go. Your turn.” She poked him in the chest. Her fingers traveled down to his abs and back up. She cleared he throat. “Sorry your abs are distracting. But I’m back now eyes and hands above the waist,” she said biting her lip.

"Shit, you could’ve called me to take you to prom. I look good in a suit. We could’ve done that. Tried to be normal.” Iz joked. “I’m always game to save you whenever you let me.” If he could’ve, Isaiah would’ve shrugged. He laughed, not at all offended at the denial of him braiding her hair. “You know I got rich styling hair, right?” He reminded Beau. Just wanting to be clear, that if she wanted, he’d have her looking good. Well, better than she looks already. Which was a helluva feat already, if you asked him. Iz shook his head slightly, a light smile on his lips. “Happy it is then.” He agreed, listening as Beau began. His left hand roamed down the slope of Beau’s lower back as she spoke, all while bringing herself even closer to him. His palm outstretched over the curve of her ass. “Aw shit, you think I’m a gentleman, huh?” He retorted, a slow grin stretching his mouth as he looked down at her as she laid on his chest. “Bullshit,” He murmured at Beau’s comment on his abs distracting her. “If they were, you’d have grabbed me a shirt.” Iz’s right hand slipped underneath to graze lazily along Beau’s back as he picked up the story. “Secret plan or not, Beau had one her damn self. ‘Cause she didn’t wake Isaiah up. Just climbed her beautiful and devious ass into his bed like fucking Goldilocks. Only she was thicker than a bowl of cold oatmeal. And a brunette. Putting on the gentleman’s t-shirt and acting like she wanted to tell a happy ass story. When they both knew Beau wanted something else.”

[iznovakofficial]

lcmcheflani​:

Hearing the man Noelani rolled her eyes and turned to face him. “Answer this question first. Why do you think its okay to just show up at someone’s house?” She sat up and faced him fully. “And what makes you think I want to talk about this with you?”

“...’Cause I was literally in the neighborhood?” Iz replied, pointing to show his beautiful Harley parked behind him. “Even called your name before I walked up. Guess you didn’t hear me.” At the ‘warm’ welcome, Iz scoffed under his breath. “I don’t see anybody else here looking for you. Asking how you are. But if you wanna overshare with her,” He began, hand out towards said child as she played alone in the garden. “You can. I don’t mind finishing my ride.”

[iznovakofficial]

therockyroberts​:

Rocky went over to @iznovakofficial​‘s place and instead of a greeting, she said, “I don’t understand…How…you could fuck up like this. And please tell me that this was an accident and I don’t have to explain to my children why Uncle Iz in addition to their Uncle Damien is a part of a group that is responsible for killing their Aunt Grace!” 

"...I didn’t know that when Connor married you and you two had kids, that I was getting a second mom.” Iz said in lieu of greeting as Rocky entered his home to literally call him out on his shit. He’d been in the kitchen, in the middle of grabbing a fresh, cold beer from the fridge when she appeared. Out of fucking nowhere. Iz put the beer back. He then grabbed, glasses and a random bottle from his hard liquor stash instead. “Want one?” He asked before actually answering her. 

“It was an accident. Why would I, a black bisexual werewolf, want to join a fucking hate group, Rocky? Please tell me ‘cause I wanna know.” He poured himself a healthy amount before downing it. Iz poured himself some more. “I just... All my life I had to hide who and what the fuck I was. I just thought finally here’s a chance to be me. All of me. I didn’t know I was walking into some bullshit trap.” He drank that and poured himself a third.

[iznovakofficial]

roni-baker​:

Veronica knew this decision didn’t come lightly. She knew that her Pack Master wouldn’t make the decision to do something with such a note a finality without thinking it through first. She respected his decisions and she knew that hers were always rash. She always thought of the pack first, but she was less forgiving and more willing to make the hard calls without the softer blows. When he finally spoke, confirming what she was saying, she nodded. “Then tonight we end this. T’s dad is home. He’s got her. So are we doing this on two legs or four?” There was a dark place Roni had to go when she was in her enforcer mindset. It was a place where she could do what needed to be done without her conscience getting in the way. She couldn’t think of her daughter at home. She had to think solely of the task at hand. The safety of the pack and making sure those in the pack abided by the rule of their leader. “He’s not going down without a fight so this might get nasty.” 

"Good, good.” Iz murmured with a nod, glad to hear that T would be taken care of tonight. “Four,” He concluded. “Cy’s gonna spook when he sees us anyways. Let’s give him hell out the gate. He’s at Halo. Probably getting drunk and trying to be face deep in something right now.” The strip joint was Cyrus’ favorite place. “We’ll catch him staggering on the way home. It’s a long way from there to his place. Accidents happen. A missing person turns into a cold case all the time.”   

[iznovakofficial]

jaydenatodd​:

“So…I know your thing is the nice lovable guy or something, but I’m here on Pack Master business. So far our packs have coexisted peacefully. With your name on that list though, I wanted to hear it from you and make sure you know where I stand. So do I need to be worried because I don’t agree with anything those assholes stand for,” she asked Iz, knowing that even though she asking him and seemingly taking him at his word, her guard and her pack’s guard would be up just in case. @iznovakofficial​

Iz sighed. While he wasn’t surprised at the random pop up from Jay. He did appreciate it. On a Pack Master to Pack Master level. He respected it. Iz nodded, listening as Jay spoke. “I want you to hear it from me. No. You don’t need to worry about me. Or my pack. I’m not with the Revelationists, their bullshit or any of the terrorist ass fuck shit they’ve done. Didn’t stand with them before and I’m sure as fuck not gonna stand for them now that I’ve been fucked by ‘em. You and me, our packs? We’re still good for as long as you want us to be. ...That good enough for ya?”

[iznovakofficial]

jaquelynpresley​:

“Well, sir, if you gonna ask a woman to lunch let her prepare. Where are we goin? so I’ll know if what I have on is good enough,” she pointed out, rolling her eyes as she did. She frowned. “Aren’t you an actor? What you mean ‘how you’re dressed doesn’t matter’. Yes, the hell it does. Part of our lives is image and I’m just startin’ out and I live a half-life so yes, the image does matter. I’m just gonna assume that we’re not goin’ anywhere fancy then. But if we are I’mma kick your ass for havin’ me look a mess in there.” Heather smacked her lips and placed a hand on her hip. “Old man, for your information I have a woman. Thank you very much. It’s complicated and we live half-lives and I don’t know if we’re officially official but it’s one more woman than you got,” she pointed out. “Yes, let’s go. Maybe I can try to find out what kinda person you’re into and hook you up, Pops.” 

“...I pay you, woman. What’s there to prepare?” Iz looked at Heather as if she’d grown a second head. “’Sides, you’re with me. Even if you dressed like a bum, you’d still get in.” He shrugged. “I’m feeling Jamaican. Woke up wanting my Gran’s home cooking. It’s a good thing there are good Jamaican places here.” Or else, he’d figure out how to go back to visit his Gran on the island. Or at least, his favorite cousins in Toronto. Or his favorite aunties in south Florida. “How I’m dressed only matters for events. Not lunches. I’m not a CEO, kid.” ...Anymore, anyways. But even running his own mobile business, Iz didn’t think of himself that way. “We would’ve. Had you made up your mind. But since you wanna complain? Hope you like Jamaican.” Iz reasoned with a shrug. He snorted at Heather’s threat. “You’re not kicking shit but rocks and cans. Let’s go.” Iz held up his hands, palms out to Heather as she mentioned her newfound woman. “Ooh. Unofficially going steady, huh?” He asked with a laugh. Brown eyes rolled in their sockets at Heather’s implication. “I don’t kiss and tell. But unlike you, kid, I know that I’m not going steady. Officially or unofficially. So don’t worry about which woman I got. Just know I gets mine.” He glanced down at her, more than amused. This was just one reason, of many, why he kept her around. She was good company. 

“Oh, you’re trying to set me up now? With who?” He shook his head. “You do know that I like adults, right? Gotta be a certain age to ride this ride, if you’re gonna be advertising. Gonna want you to get it right.”

[iznovakofficial]

toocutetodiekenzi​:

“I don’t know if I’d go that far, but you’re welcome,” Kenzi told him with a nonchalant shrug. The corner of her lips tilting up into an amused smirk as she took the phone from him. Digging into her back pocket for a 5, before handing it out towards him. After all, a deal was a deal. “It might just be the best five bucks I’ve ever spent,” She told him with a teasing look as she swiped his phone open. Taking a selfie of herself with her tongue sticking out as he went into the station and setting it as his phone background while she waited for him to come back. “I mean I get the Harley thing. That baby over there is mine,” She said, pointing over to bike parked a couple feet away. “But, you know I’m not exactly appose to a hot guy taking me on a joy ride on the back of his bike either. Just saying.”

Iz just nodded when she seemed to brush off his thanks. He chuckled under his breath. “Might’ve been, who knows?” He replied as they exited the store and he went to fuel up his Harley. A look of mutual respect donned Iz’s face as he took in hers. “Good to know that my gut’s still steering me right.” He uttered. “You could’ve been in a van for all I know. And since you have your own, I can’t take you anywhere. But you’ve still got five bucks of a ride whenever you ask. I’m a man of my word.” Gaze moving from the meter back to the brunette. “What’s your name? Or is Life Saver gonna be it?”

[iznovakofficial]

littlebunnychloe​:

“I don’t know? I guess I’m not really used to the attention? Growin’ up, most of the time people wouldn’t really remember? It wasn’t something we ever really celebrated. Sometimes I forget that things are different now and ha ha very funny. My stomach is a bottomless pit thank you very much. But, sounds like a great gift to me! And yeah? I mean I think so? Why wouldn’t she be?” Chloe asked with a confused look. “And nope. Not food related ones and I like all steaks. Preferably medium, but honestly, I can shift into my polar bear and eat it raw if needed.”

"Not my kind of habit. But I get it. Sorry your folks didn’t keep up with that. Maybe you and the wife can change that tradition for you.” Iz suggested. He laughed at Chloe having a bottomless pit for a stomach. “I’m a whole wolf-man, I think I know something about that. So yeah, don’t worry. You and your bottomless pit stomach are welcome to a free steak buffet. Definitely gonna claim that on my taxes though.” Iz joked. At Chloe’s question, he just shrugged. “I ask all my married friends shit like that. Trust me, I know all about the happy spouse, happy life thing. From a single friend’s view. Don’t want you coming home to an angry wife so... gotta make sure I do what I can to stay on her and your good side.” Isaiah scrunched his nose at the mention of medium steak. He was more of a rare kind of man. But at least she wasn’t chewing down a over-grilled piece of rubber, he reasoned. “Alright, medium til you get drunk enough to shift into a bear.” He agreed, chuckling like he wouldn’t join her in wolf form to probably run around and howl for the hell of it. “You bringing your own bottles though, right?” Iz asked, face breaking into a grin. 

[iznovakofficial]

jaquelynpresley​:

“O…kay, Um excuse me. Do you know my sister? Jackie Presley? I need help. She…doesn’t want to come out and I’m twenty-four hours from our organs liquifying or either I take over as the dominant personality. Obviously, I don’t want either of those things to happen. Will you help me? Even if you don’t know her can you just distract me for a minute I’m freakin’ out.”

Iz paused. “Um...” He looked Heather over. “I’ve met her, yeah. But I probably know you better than I do her.” Isaiah paused again. “Still I can’t leave you hanging. Or have you turning into goo so.. Um. How ‘bout we freak out at a 7 and not a 10,000? I’ve got your back, kid.” He replied, easily agreeing to help Heather. “What does your sister like? I mean, I can sing her something real quick. Is that cool?”

[iznovakofficial]

lunasinclaire​:

Luna was sitting at a picnic table by herself, her eyes downcast as she was deep in thought. Her body hurt because she’d overexerted herself working out to keep her mind busy. But she also had enjoyed the pain that she could focus on rather than being so naive. She could sense someone near and she looked up sadly. “I’m not in the mood to talk today. Especially if you’re here to accuse me of being a part of some hate group.” That was the trend of the day for her, and she’d already gotten an earful from her mother who hadn’t called her in almost two years. 

If there was one thing Iz hated to see, it was an unhappy expression on Luna’s features. A gruff of brief laughter left him as he hunkered down beside her. Wordlessly, Iz wrapped an arm around her shoulders and tucked Luna against his side. “Since when do I ever wanna talk?” He joked, voice low as he spoke over her head. “Sides, it’s not a foolish wish of a homeland. But I can take you on a long ass ride. We can just be outside the city for as long as you want.” He offered. A short silence later, Iz spoke again, his tone still low. “...Sorry for getting you in this shit, Sunshine. We’ll get you out of it, alright?” He finished and rested his chin atop of Luna’s hair.

[iznovakofficial]

isabeauthelostgirl​:

“Okay…thank you for coming in today, I just have a few questions for you in regards to these two organizations, which apparently are one, and thankfully did not blow anyone or anything up out there. No need for a lawyer or anything, I’m actually simply investigating to find the leader, to make sure that everything is dealt with accordingly, and get as much information as possible to keep everyone here safe. Can I count on your cooperation on this matter?” she asked. She had other sources as well and she would piece this puzzle together to figure out how to take them down before this situation got worse. 

Iz plopped down in the offered seat. “Yeah, of course.” He replied with a nod. “Not sure how much help I can be. Since I got swindled out of the ass trying to be a hopeful ass bastard. But...” Iz sighed. “I’ll tell ya what I know. Where do you wanna start?”

[iznovakofficial]

littlebunnychloe​:

“Oh look at that. You found me,” Chloe said, slurring her words as she took another swig from the bottle in her hand, not paying any ounce of attention to the beat up thugs laying on the ground beside her. “Did Nat tell you to check up on me or somethin’?” She asked, knowing she hadn’t exactly been handling the past few days too well.

“Huh?” He paused, a confused look on his face. “Oh, nah.” Iz grunted out with a shake of his head as he approached. “I uh... I actually didn’t know you were MIA.” He jutted his chin towards the bottle she was chugging. “You gonna share? Or did you wanna down that by yourself? ‘Cause I can leave you and your friends here alone, if you want.” 

[lcmrumormill]

They walk among us it would seem, and by they I mean the group set out to hate, and surprisingly a few of the names on that list are some of the studio’s very own people! Actors, as well as crew members. The tea is hot, and Kayla Kyles is on it, so @iznovakofficial​, @littlebunnychloe​, @jaquelynpresley​, @damien-kent​, @lcmcheflani​, and @lunasinclaire​? Have you been playing double agents all along? What exactly do any of you have to say for yourselves? The world is waiting…

[iznovakofficial]

@lcmrumormill: The fuck you want me to say, Kayla? Sometimes you just get got. I’ve never stood for hate and I don’t stand for it now. I was hoping for a homeland, a peaceful place to exist fully as a supernatural and in the end got fooled.

[chefet]

Noelani didn’t even bother with going into work today. She had also given the nanny the day off and now she was watching her daughter play around in the garden. Taking a deep breath she leaned back against her chair and tried to ignore the throbbing headache she had. She had been spending most of the day avoiding calls from her family as well as friends. There was no way that she was in the mood to talk about what happened at the awards nor the decision she made.

[iznovakofficial]

“Hey,” Iz greeted Noelani as he neared. He sent a little wave to her daughter as she played. He doubted she’d greet him back considering he didn’t call out to her. He made a mental note to ask Noelani her daughter’s name. “Them motherfuckers got you too, I see.” He looked back at her daughter. “Cute kid. What’s her name?”

[iznovakofficial]

isabeauthelostgirl‌:

Beau had planned to spend the day with her friend. But when she let herself in because time was just ticking by and he was still not up and at it, she stood there in his room. “Yes you forgot our thing. And since you’re just laying there we’ll make it a day time slumber party.” She put her hair up in a ponytail and took off her shirt and jeans. She went into his drawer and grabbed one of his shirts. “I didn’t come prepared for a slumber party. So I’m borrowing this.” She grabbed his comfy t-shirt and put it on, climbing into bed with him. “Now…what do people at slumber parties do? You know I’ve never had one.” 

“Shit, my bad.” Iz dragged his palm down his face as he finished waking up. “Forgot to set my alarm.” He was mid-blink when the sound of fabric moving caught his attention. Iz opened his eyes to see Beau slipping into one of his shirts. The faint thought of how it’d be the last that Iz would see of it came to mind. He wasn’t even surprised when Beau’s weighted joined his on the mattress. “You’re asking me. A man. Who didn’t really do what normal kids did ‘til I was in high school.” He chuckled. “I dunno.” Iz replied, arms around extending to curl around Beau and draw her to him. “Want me to braid your hair? Tell you some scary stories?” He suggested before laughing lightly. “I don’t have nail polish here. Sorry.”

[iznovakofficial]

littlebunnychloe‌:

“I guess so? And I don’t know. I didn’t exactly go about advertising it. I mean the date only really happens once every four years? You bet? You much we talkin’ here, cause I will happily take that challenge and… maybe. I mean technically yes.”

“Why not?” He paused, a thought crossing his mind. “You don’t like people knowing your real age? I didn’t take you as that kind of woman.” He chuckled. “A whole fucking shit ton. ‘Bout as much as your liver and stomach can take. Good. Consider it your gift from me. Is the wife alright with you getting crazy drunk with me tonight? ‘Cause she can join us. You don’t have allergies, right? Oh - and how do you like your steak?”