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from Twitter 8/27/21
“some portraits made for roll20 icons of temp characters because our party got 🖤 split up 🖤”
(L->R: risa played by @camhect , isaac played by alyssa, bear played by @depression-wizard , basille played by @ultravioletwinters )
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Isaac wasn’t going to do it.
Honestly he wasn’t.
Scott’s come off nothing less than friendly and caring since… forever and Isaac isn’t eager to strain that connection or test his status in the pack.
Only he’s frustrated and bored and maybe unsolicited dick pics aren’t the best seduction technique (they’re terrible, he knows this) but he definitely kept his face in frame, so maybe that counts?
Either way, he really was just going to delete it after thinking about it, but, well. It’s not the first time he’s accidentally hit send. Werewolf reflexes don’t help with being flustered and horny at all and once it’s done, he’s not gonna make it worse by panicking.
Or letting Scott know he’s panicking.
The only good thing is that he’s at least not left hanging for long.
The response is so inexplicably Scott, Isaac has to bow his head to laugh, relieved and mortified all at once, for a couple of minutes. Thanks. God, this guy is the top dog in Beacon Hills and he says thanks to nudes.
...
How the fuck is Isaac supposed to respond?
| Scott | anytime ;)
Fuck it, if they’re both stupid, it evens out, right?
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Isaac rolls his eyes. It’s not like headphones would help and it’s not what he meant anyway.
“Dude. I don’t give a shit if you find it interesting. Dumb it down, man.” He waves what he’s been trying to study back in Sam’s direction, “It helps to rephrase shit, instead of sounding like you deep throated the textbook. And if you’re gonna be a lawyer, you want people to listen to you, not punch you. So make it interesting. Make me care.”
He glances back down, making a face, “I just wrote ‘ethical vein’ on my study guide, too, you dick.”
You with me?
saints row 4 meme / accepting
Isaac startles, blinking rapidly. He pulls his hand away from the patient and straightens, keeping it and the tell-tale black lines out of view. He’s only belatedly realizing the pained stupor he was put into.
Burns are always bad like that.
He hadn’t thought, though, that taking on the crewman’s pain would leave him out of it long enough for McCoy to notice.
“Yeah, sorry. Zoned out a bit.”
The K3 indicator is showing drastically lowered pain levels, though, and Isaac can hear the breathing leveling out without needing to look at the monitor. It stinks less of fear and pain. It’s worth looking a bit incompetent in front of the surly doctor for all of that.
Hopefully he’s not going to get his head bitten off too badly.
He straightens his uniform for lack of anything else to fidget with, ducking his head in embarrassment and using the motion to take a steadying breath. “Won’t happen again.”
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The thing is, Isaac knows it isn’t a good response. That opening his mouth to say just hit me isn’t helpful to Stiles. And he knows how badly Stiles feels when he flinches, can read it in hunched shoulders as easy as the scent in the air. Stiles doesn’t have any inclination towards hitting him and Isaac knows this.
But the words trip out of his mouth anyway in a sea of frustration and tension. There’s still some idea that if he just got hit it might all stop for a second. Kill the endless anticipation of a blow.
(that was always the worst. the not knowing if it was going to happen, not having the control to steer it.)
“Shit,” Isaac murmurs, tense and rapid firing between fight and flight, bracing himself to stay put and finish this, “Sorry. I know. I swear, I know that I just--”
He ducks his head, takes a breath, “I heal. It doesn’t-- It doesn’t even hurt the same way anymore and it’s just-- easier.” He gestures, in the sort of slow, careful way that he has to when he’s feeling like this.
“I can’t predict you and it’s--” Fantastic, actually, he likes that about Stiles, “-- but I keep trying to anyway. I’m sorry it just won’t... turn off.”
He can’t stop trying to read what Stiles is doing, the best way to make himself small, the best way to appease. A hundred things at once and if Stiles just got it over with there’d only be one thing, one thing he’d dealt with thousands of times and that doesn’t even stick anymore.
He knows, logically, it’s no answer, that it’d kill Stiles to be the same as his dad, that, despite everything the Bite has given him, Isaac can’t cope with it either.
“I wouldn’t even have to go to the hospital.”
That’s not helping, Isaac.
“Sorry.”
Did you know that prior to copulation that mating pairs of wolves get so excited that they pee?
“Mm?”
Isaac is half asleep, nose pressed into Stiles’ side because Stiles’ insomnia and a werewolf’s demand for cuddles are the metaphorical unstoppable force and immovable objects that keep colliding. Meaning Isaac uses his ability to fall asleep in any position to nuzzle up on Stiles and gets growly when Stiles moves too much.
“Tha’s gross.” He yawns, stretching across Stiles in a way that definitely gets in the way of his ‘research’, half squashing him, “You askin’ me to pee on you?”
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Isaac shuts up because he’s not going to get a word in the ramble anyway and he hopes Stiles never figures out he does this sort of thing on purpose to get him talking.
He’s not hiding the interested noises in his throat, hands finding exposed skin and dodging the little flail Stiles does in his clothes, though, so if he gets teased for it it’ll be his own fault.
He’s not sure when the swaggering imitation of wolf body language started turning him on, either, but Isaac gives ground like Stiles has red eyes, exposing lines of his throat, half laughing and showing teeth playfully. He bites at Stiles lips, hauling his sweater overhead with a smooth motion before he drops fully onto his back.
Isaac takes a moment to admire Stiles perched over his hips and staring down at him before he grins, full of teeth, and drags him down over him
❛ i’m so horny and angry all the time. ❜
john mulaney meme / accepting of course
Isaac snorts loudly, unable to keep it to himself.
“Yeah, Stilinski, I know,” he taps his nose pointedly. Everyone knows. The same way they know who’s jerked off the most recently and hears whose heartbeat starts kicking up around who. Mostly it’s handled with a level of maturity you wouldn’t expect, but, really, after you almost die a few dozen times together, teasing someone for a crush or their uncontrollable hormones just feels... petty.
Which has why no one’s called him or Stiles out for... whatever it is they’ve been doing, even if he’s sure they’ve all figured out it’s a lot more than sex that gets him prowling at the human’s heels, trading snide comments.
Being a merciful creature, Isaac slinks over and jostles against Stiles with a low growl and a press against him that’s just shy of suggestive.
“Which one do you want help with?”
