wearing our vintage misery

Isaac Lahey. BHHS attendee (sometimes). Werewolf (all the time). Guess I'm still just trying to figure out where I fit in all this. "It's the little details that are vital. Little things make big things happen." - John Wooden [Indie Teen Wolf RP blog. Mulitverse-friendly (within reason).]

[thesepuppydogeyes]

[I'm being forced to be social, sighs. I've tried to like all the posts I owe, but if I haven't responded and/or liked yours, feel free to like this post and slap me for being a dumdum. See you alll sooooon.]

[thedarkwing-blog]

“No one special, I have just had a really odd day, so finding someone thats not human wouldn’t be surprising.”

[thesepuppydogeyes]

Isaac's nose catches the wind again, trying to discern exactly who--or what--he was dealing with.

"What would I be if I wasn't a human..?" 

[valleyofdeathwrestlingrpg-blog]

“Alpha? Yeah, my sister’s an Alpha.”

[thesepuppydogeyes]

"And.. What? You're human?" Suspicion. It's been his constant companion lately, albeit now there was a hint of panic--but luckily that was easy to hide from dull human senses. Flashbacks from the hospital plagued him; that anesthetic, those godforsaken toenails. Not many werewolves walked around displaying their differences as she had done.

"Your sister's apart of the Alpha Pack, isn't she?"

[thedarkwing-blog]

“There is something odd about you? you’re not human are you?”

[thesepuppydogeyes]

"..Who are you?"

[incompetentaccusations-deactiva]

    “Not exactly.

          Just a lap ‘round the park, a stop at the ice cream parlor and a brief swing by Scott’s house.

                                                                          I walked some…”

[thesepuppydogeyes]

It was always odd for Isaac to be around Stiles without Scott or Derek around, but he played it off with a brief shrug, reminding himself that the 'battle lines' or whatever they were considered between the two groups had  become blurred since the Alpha Pack's arrival. 

"Ice cream, huh?" Casual.. with a bite of sarcasm.  "Where's mine?"

[thedarkwing-blog]

“Then no need to get all up in my face? Lay off man.”

[thesepuppydogeyes]

Holding up his hands in mock-defense, Isaac arches an eyebrow. "You always this friendly toward new people, or am I getting the special treatment?"

[thesepuppydogeyes]

Text: Random Number

Mychal: Does this sound like a joke to you man?!

Mychal: My sister has goddamn claws on her toes.

Mychal: My name is Mychal and I'm one thousand percent human.

Isaac: wait.

Isaac: the word 'alpha' mean anything to you?

[ericareyesrp-blog]

+2

[ericareyesrp-blog]

“I’m okay, you?” 

[thesepuppydogeyes]

"Just okay?" The question hangs tensely in the air and, biting his lip, he glances away. "You sure everything's alright?"

[burntotears]

I can’t hear you over the sound of Isaac eye-fucking Stiles.  And totally getting caught doing it.

[hale-of-an-alpha-deactivated201]

#goddammit yes #the ship sails itself

[thesepuppydogeyes]

[Bed time for meee. Thank you guys for making my first day so wondiferous.  All the threads I owe have been liked and will be answered in the AM. Good nightttt.]

[ericareyesrp-blog]

+2

[ericareyesrp-blog]

“You should be mad at me, I’m sorry.” She sighed. 

[thesepuppydogeyes]

Pulling away awkwardly, Isaac cleared his throat. "So.. Um, how are you?"

[thesepuppydogeyes]

+safestiles

Feeling slightly playful for once, Isaac grins to himself upon spotting Stiles in the distance. With a bounding leap off of a nearby tree, he soars through the air, flipping and landing with an exaggerated growl in front of Scott's friend and his.. well, 'acquiantance'. "I hear pale teenage boys are werewolves' favorite snacks," he teases before straightening and dusting off his jeans.

[thesepuppydogeyes]

Text: Random Number

Mychal: Just Mychal.

Mychal: What does it really matter?

Mychal: I'm alone in a house usually filled with scary ass werewolves and I'm the only human here.

Mychal: There's a lot of creepy noises an shit..

Isaac: Werewolves?

Isaac: ..youre lying. Who the hell is this?

[queerstilesarchive-blog]

[thesepuppydogeyes]

Text: Random Number

Isaac: ..who is this?

Mychal: Mychal....

Mychal: Who is this..?

Isaac: Mychal who?

[ericareyesrp-blog]

+2

[ericareyesrp-blog]

“Yep, are you happy?” 

[thesepuppydogeyes]

"I don't know. I, um.. " Trailing off in uncertainty, he pulls her into a sudden embrace. "I should be mad at you for all the stupid worrying you put me through."

[thesepuppydogeyes]

Text: Random Number

Mychal: Whoa..

Mychal: Empty house that's usually full of Alpha Werewolves..

Mychal: ...

Mychal: Jeebus fuck.. What the hell was that?

Mychal: I've obviously watched one too many horror flicks tonight to be left alone.

Isaac: ..who is this?