#coach lahey

[harlstiel]

Can we take a moment to talk about Issac and Scott, and while I do believe that Isaac at some point did have a crush, that formed into more of an admiration, and ended with seeing him as more of an authority figure than anything?

The first we see of Isaac, he'd working in the graveyard, and he meets Derek, who offered (in a sense) a way to get rid of his fears. And while he's still scared of his father, his newfound strength and healing give him the confidence to stand up to his father in 'Shape Shifted'. We can assume, since he says his father wasn't always abusive, that Coach Lahey turned to alcoholism after Isaac's mother died. How? That remains unsaid.

It is hinted that he was abused before his brother died back when Matt was telling the story of what happened at the pool party. Coach Lahey saw a child who couldn't swim and bullied him into not telling anyone about the party. Nonetheless, at some point, Isaac became afraid of coming home each day and allowed his father to take control of the conversation with Sheriff Stilinski in the cemetery as Isaac's only figure of authority.

But Isaac, instead of shying away, confronts his father.

"You could've blinded me." He says this with anger, and for the first time, he feels like he can do something about it.

How did this tie in with his views on Scott? I'm getting there.

Coach Lahey tells Isaac that this is a punishment. That he deserved it. And this has probably been engraved in his mind as truth. When Derek kicks him out, he mimics that last experience Isaac had with his father. Derek, who he most likely put in the empty space left by Camden and saw as an older brother. Before that, Isaac didn't want to leave, but once Derek throws the glass at him, he does. Derek already radiates authority, but once Isaac realizes Derek can hurt him, he doesn't want to take that chance because of his strong sense of self-preservation. Isaac, even if it's for a split second, associates Derek with his father.

He goes to Scott because he trusts him and most definitely admires him. It's at this point where he replaces Derek and Camden with Scott (despite his small crush). Scott is now an authority figure. An Alpha. A leader. And, ultimately, when Isaac admits that he has a crush on Allison, he asks Scott if he's angry. He already feels guilt despite not actually indulging in his feelings for Allison. But when he admits to Scott that he wanted to, Scott throws him against the wall, and it looks like it hurts, despite Isaac's ability to heal.

This happens at least once more, but it seems like it happened many times before seeing as Melissa is as tired of it as she is. Isaac is now seeing Scott as this figure of authority that takes his anger out on him because Isac feels like he deserves it. He feels like he owes it to Scott, but he doesn't.

Eventually he latches himself onto Chris, who doesn't take his anger out on him. Chris holds him when he grieves Allison, and provides a place for him in France and that's where he stays for the rest of the series (presumably).

A note, this isn't Scott or Derek hate, but they do have their flaws and their moments just like every other character. I love them just like I love every other flawed-yet-not-inherently-evil character. While Scott could've handled that particular situation a lot better than he did, he didn't, and that part's not his fault. He's a teenager with super strength who gets angry. But while it's easy to make that mistake once, making it a pattern definitely was a bad Scott moment.

Derek could've sat Isaac down and explained why Isaac wasn't safe with him at the loft or just didn't kick him out in general. But Derek has his issues with communication, and it's something he works on and gets better at throughout the series.

That was a lot, but I also have very strong feelings regarding Isaac's trauma and relationship with the authority figures in his life.

[theking-mustdie]

how it feels to be a teen wolf fan in the year of our lord 2024

[fuji09]

I'll never get over how Coach treated Meredith when she appeared in his class. He spoke to her so gently and when she spoke about hearing the voices, he responded to her as if he truly believed her. Not pretending like Stiles and Isaac did, Coach looked at her like he knew she was telling the truth and she wasn't mentally ill.

And he even tried to use better terminology when Danny corrected him, yeah, he still said the wrong term but he was actually trying and didn't get upset with Danny.

[cinnamon-ginger]

This may be a bad idea but here’s my thoughts on the teen wolf characters (movie was not taken into account)

This is my PERSONAL OPINION and not a reflection of the characters or actors in general.

[rotnread]

BEACON HILLS EXPOSED

Beacon Hills Exposed

Summary: After the exposure of the supernatural world comes to light you and your camera crew go to Beacon Hills to interview our favorite pack and extended persons.

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The camera pans in on Coach Bobby Finstock. He's sitting at his desk in his office, leaning back in his chair.

Coach: Did I know? Of course I knew. I really just didn't give a flying fu—

Cut to

Title on screen: BEACON HILLS EXPOSED

Fade out

There are several exterior shots of Beacon Hills including the sign when you enter, the school, the woods, the lacrosse field and other places of interested.

The camera cuts to Scott McCall who is seated in a chair. The backdrop behind him is black.

You: State your name and species

Scott beams a goofy smile at the camera.

Scott: Scott McCall! Werewolf!

Cut to Stiles

Stiles: Stiles Stilinski! Human but I was once possessed by an evil spirit so that counts for something.

You: Your parents named you Stiles Stilinski?

Stiles: No, I like to be called Stiles.

You: What's your real name?

Cut to Lydia

Lydia: Lydia Martin. Banshee.

Cut to Allison

Allison: Allison Argent. Human but I'm a hunter.

Cut to Isaac

Isaac: Isaac Lahey. Werewolf.

Cut to an empty chair.

The camera pans off screen to Scott and Derek in a heated discussion off camera. There's a lot of big hand gestures involved in the heated argument but it ends when Scott's eyes glow red.

Cut to Derek sitting in the chair.

Derek: Derek…Hale. Werewolf.

[teenwolfminibang]

The Teen Wolf Mini Bang featured 7 writers, generated 6 complete new long fics, and a total of 84,902 words!

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[houseofpendragons]

Thoughts of Teen Wolf the Movie while watching it pt.3

Coach!😃

Derek still sneaking around corners and just randomly appearing 😂 "🎶I always feel like somebody's watching me🎶"

Feel like Derek could scare Eli himself...give him that s1 Derek stare "I'm not afraid of you" 😠 "okay maybe I am afraid of you"

Eli is so me, clumsy af😭

Derek "😠" Hale

Malia! you can't just cut people open🤦‍♀️

Make the plan. Execute the plan. Expect the plan to go wrong...throw away the plan

Man Allison pulled a Derek 🏃‍♀️💨

Allison's tweaking dudes

Why the hospital lockers look like the ones at high school? Would've been coll if that was one of Nogi's illusions to manipulate her

She's very confused and is supposed to be very dead

Split up!?! One of the biggest rules in horror movies is to never split up

Cause a ball cap is such a good disguise 🧢👍

I got her 👊💥🤛💥🤜💥 I don't got her

"Fuck me man" me whenever my alarm wakes me up for school😭

Allison is karate kid 👍

"Scott Who?" ...oop

"Where's the alpha, I have to find the alpha." "What do you want with Derek Hale?" "No, not Hale. McCall. Scott McCall." Vibes. Oh no, now Braedon flashbacks for me😢

Where is Braedon?! She's supposed to be Eli's badass step-mama

Damn to be honest, I wouldn't have taken that. Woulda thrown them scissors back at that zombie bitch ✂️🧟‍♀️

Poor Argent, imagine the pain of seeing your daughter again after 11 years of her being dead and she runs away

Move, bitch! We know she's back, now let us go catch her🙄

But...isn't it your job to hear about the crimes...sheriff?

oh never mind😂

How didn't he know he was a kitsune? Wouldn't weird shit start happening to him like it did Kira? C'mon you can't tell me this man ain't never got his picture taken w/ the flash on before

Could've made him Hikari's family in some way to add some emotional depth for her and give her more ties to the pack

Or he could've been a host for Nogi like his dad I think? If his brother was that one dude wouldn't that make his dad the man who was possessed by Nogi during Chris's first gun deal?

"I don't want to kill you" oh really?👀

🎶I wish that I could wake up with amnesia🎶

So the hunter thingy place is still here but Monroe's peeps are gone🤨

"who are you🏹" "a friend👹" yea okay Pennywise🤚

Nogitsune: "time to hunt" Pennywise:"time to float" I rest my case

No i would not trust my mother who's a psychotic bitch, especially when she looking at me like I just took the last shrimp fried egg roll that she wanted to save for later😑

bitch so was you 30 minutes ago ⚰

Hey don't talk about my smexy dilf werewolf man Derek like that

Oop, that light was a paid actor

Omg I love Jackson 😂 I never thought I'd say that😶

hahaha Derek holding Eli like a baby

"Yes you did, I saw it🥺"

Man Derek such a good dad, got me all up I my feels

I wonder how Talia was as a parent, especially with Derek since he had such trouble learning control 🤔

Man, Allison honestly fuck you. You had to ruin a good father-son moment by trying to take off Eli's head smh I could never. Stay unproblematic people💅

Not the Chinese ring daggers

Honestly flashbacks to the supply closet when Allison told Isaac that. Hey, wait a minute...no one thought to tell Isaac that his late girlfriend is back (bc they were still together when she died)

"Allison?" No bitch it's Katniss🙄

Hey foul play! You shot my man's while his back was turned!! Now you turn around allison, it's my turn! Imma pull a Peter...Peter where u at, she attacking your fav nephew, Kate her ass

Yayy Liam

dude Hikari that was fire 🔥 (no pun intended 🤣; I'm so sorry guys)

Awww he don't even care if he's hurting himself worse, he just cares about his son🥺

Shut up, Scott! Let the man talk!

Damn Scott, couldn't even take my man's pain?

Everyone but Stiles, Isaac, Theo, Kira, Cora, Corey, Hayden, and Braeden... *clears my throat and looks directly at the camera*

The oni really said, "Suprise shawty!"

I knew I should've retired 🤣🤣

Awww first thing he said was his son's name

if this was a short series we totally should've got a scene of Eli, similar to the scene where Scott Howard first transforms in the og teen wolf movie, and then he just passes out. It would've been so funny😭

I'm sorry but the song that popped in my head when that oni floated down was 🎶I'm spinning like a ballerina🎶

Why's mason's gun sound like its popping popcorn

Sheriff Stilinski said, I can be a ninja toooo

Peter's entrance is iconic and so him, such a western-soap opra villain😂

Deaton and Chris:🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️

oh c'mon Peter, I thought we were past the whole throat slashing thing😬

How does Peter always know everything 🤔

Also I want to see Eli and Peter bonding, feel like they should have a relationship ay peast similar to when Derek and Peter were younger (hell I just want to see young Derek and Peter again, give me a Hale prequel)

Peter: "Is it me? Am I the drama?"

Ofc they have a plan Scott 🙄 not everyone just makes it up as they go and pretends that hunters aren't dangerous (that's always pissed me off about Scott, not everyone is redeemable)

Allison Argent that is a child

There's gonna be an explosion

There was an explosion

Jackson worried about his tail, please bye💀🤚

Would've been better if it was actually an illusion and not really Allison

You better hobble a little faster Eli

Oh, you can't hobbled fast but ur ass can climb

Me personally, I woulda stayed in that car

"Allison stop" bc that'll work🙄

Damn Scott pulled a Satomi, nice. Why he look confused though, you forget you have supernatural reflexes my guy?🤨

lmao not him trying negotiate as she shoots arrows at them

oh but what if I'm not a werewolf? Really Eli HALE?!

Pretty eyes though 😁

Run, Forest, run

"She's tryna get an arrow through you" Omg Eli is meee like fr Scott listen to the kid

"You faint at the sight of blood?!" "No, but I might at the sight of a chopped of arm!"

You think?!

Scott flashbacks, Eli's future partner is in that car "omg we almost hit someone" jk it's Sheriff Stilinski

Peter has a right to be filled with such anger, legit family was burned alove infront of him and was in a coma for 6 years, I would've been forever angry too bc that's not just something you get over

"Allison stOoOoOp" bc that worked so well last time

also backtrack to Chris saying that Allison wouldn't kill a 15 year old, what about Boyd and Erica? Legit grl went psycho in season 2 and I don't want to here and "Well Gerard..." She still did it

"sure lets talk" 🗡🗡🏃‍♀️💨 we have very different definitions of talking

Eli and Derek are the best part of this movie🥺

Hikari said, "I got one of those too mfs"🗡

Flashbacks to when Hayden got taken by the ghost riders 😭

Meanwhile in the Hale house:

Pt. 3- 5

[rudeflower]

My "Coach Finstock become's Isaac financial mentor/only adult taking care of him/big damn hero" fic is done!

[confused-wanderer]

Taskforce 141 as Ted Lasso characters.

Soap as Danny Rojas. The day of sunshine that has a dark side but just so impossibly fucking good at their jobs. Often underestimated because somehow the man does not appear threatening or intimidating, especially in front of his other counterparts but underestimate him once and you won’t live to tell the tale. Good natured, goofy, keeps up the team’s morale and has this golden retriever excited energy, especially when it comes to his fav things like.. explosives.

Ghost as Roy. Need I say anymore?

Gaz as Isaac. Smart good boy who gets a worse reputation than he deserves but my man is just soft…And anger issues. Fiercely protective of those he cares deeply about and has a kind and pure soul. Does not hesitate to defend others or knock even his friends down a peg when they get on a high horse. Down to earth, vigilant and extremely loyal.

Price as Coach Beard. Thought it would be Lasso? The most impressive thing the man has done has create a taskforce with people that make him seem the most sane in comparison. Has so many stories that nonchalantly involve war crimes. You think you know him but then he says something offhandedly about his past and you do a 180. Loyal and willing to do whatever it takes for his friends. Takes a while to earn his trust but when you do he’s the loyalest person who beats common sense into everyone else. Blunt and damn is he good at mind games and subtle insults/threats. Expert on the weirdest and random things. Still a great coach.

[maria021015]

SPOILERS FOR CHAPTER 24 AHEAD!

“Hey, Mrs McCall!” Zaida spotted the woman and called out to her in the parking lot of Beacon Hills High, quickening her pace to catch up to Scott’s mom. She’d caught a ride with Stiles and had lagged behind to message Lydia about where to meet.

“Zaida,” The curly-haired woman nodded to her politely in greeting, though there was a slight hesitation, likely due to her newly acquired knowledge.

“How are you doing?” Zaida asked, her tone sympathetic as she fell into step beside the nurse. She purposely framed the question so that the woman could choose if she wanted to keep the conversation surface-level or delve deeper.

“I’ve been better,” Melissa half-smiled, continuing on her way into the school building. “I suppose you’re in all of this too, then? Are you…?”

“A werewolf?” Zaida offered but shook her head in slight amusement. “No, I’m not like Scott. I’m something else.”

“Right…because of course there’s more.” She muttered, appearing to be quite overwhelmed by it all.

“It’ll be okay. It’s a lot to handle at first, but it does get better.” Zaida gave the woman a comforting smile. “And it’s not always like the other night. That’s actually the worst it’s gotten so far.”

“How can you sound so…okay with it? Like it’s normal?” Mellisa questioned, taken aback by the girl’s casual attitude.

“Because by now, it kinda is,” Zaida shrugged. “Don’t get me wrong, it’s not easy. But I’d rather know the truth than be kept in the dark wondering. Wouldn’t you?”

Melissa was silent for a moment, pondering her answer before nodding in agreement. “I guess you’re right.” she pushed open the door to the boys’ locker room and stepped inside, looking for her son.

Zaida raised a brow at the - thankfully already suited-up - players, averting her gaze but following after the woman, wondering why no one really cared that they were there. She spotted Danny talking to a zoned-out Jackson, his eyes somewhere far away until snapping back to reality and responding to the goalkeeper in a stern manner. Zaida wished she would have been close enough to hear what the boy was saying because Danny seemed…concerned. She wound her way through the crowded benches and turned just before she bumped right into one of the people she was looking for. Stiles yelped and jerked backwards, clutching his jersey to his bare chest.

“What are you doing here!” He exclaimed, turning around so she only had a view of his back - pale and splattered with tiny moles - whilst he dressed.

“What are you covering, Stiles? You don’t have boobs, remember?” Zaida pointed out, snickering at his reaction. “Plus, don’t you need to put your Lacrosse pads on under that?”

“I’m-” He began defensively, then realised she was right. “I knew that.” The boy scowled at her and hurried away to finish putting on his gear - in the right order, this time.

“Last I checked, Zaida, you don’t play Lacrosse.” Danny flashed his winning smile at her, and she winked at him in response.

“Are you guys in the market for a cheerleader? I look great in burgundy and short skirts.” She jested playfully. It had been a while since she’d spoken to Danny, what with the boy being so preoccupied with Jackson’s odd behaviours since the breakup with Lydia.

“Sorry, but I don’t think that would be in the best interest of the team. You might distract some of our players.” The boy snorted, shooting a glance towards Stiles who was further down the row of lockers and benches behind her. He was just finishing pulling on his lacrosse pads and tightening them in a frantic manner.

“Right,” Zaida brushed off the unusual comment, shifting her focus to what she’d witnessed earlier. “How’s our resident Jackass doing?”

“He’s…not himself. At all. I have no idea what’s going on with him because he won’t talk to me other than weird vague warnings that sound almost like threats.” Danny furrowed his shapely brows, his stress was evident in his heavy sigh.

“Warnings like what?” She prompted, head tilting in curiosity and hoping her line of questioning wasn’t too obviously suspicious.

“He told me to stay in the goal and that if he starts coming towards me I should run. I don’t even know what that means.” Danny shook his head and Zaida’s heart skipped a beat. Stiles had been right. Gerard was definitely planning something tonight. Someone was going to get hurt…or worse. She needed to warn them. Her hair whipped over her shoulder as she turned to find Stiles, her eyes landing on him as the team began to crowd together in front of the door to Coach’s office. She excused herself from Danny and ducked under taller players’ arms to squeeze into the spot between Stiles and Melissa.

“Good morning!” Coach Finstock boomed, getting all of their attention with his dramatic attitude. “In less than an hour, aircraft from here will be joining others from around the world…and you will be launching the largest aerial battle in the history of mankind."

“What?” Mellisa screwed up her face in confusion. Zaida mirrored the expression because…what?

“Mankind - that word should have new meaning for all of us today.” Coach continued his speech as if he were staring in a movie and the rent on his apartment was overdue, speaking into a tiny volume amplifier.

“What the hell is he talking about?” Mrs McCall looked around for the reactions of the players, noting how strange it was that no one identified this as something out of the ordinary.

“He does this every year.” Stiles rolled his eyes in exasperation.

“We are fighting for our right to live!” Finstock rallied morale and the team responded back with a rowdy cheer. Something about the words rang a bell for Zaida; she could have sworn she’d heard them before.

“Wait, is this...?” Melissa began, also noticing that tugging familiarity.

“Oh my God,” Zaida’s eyes widened, and she stifled her laughter as she recognised exactly what was going on.

“Yeah. It's the speech from ‘Independence Day’.” Stiles confirmed with a dip of his chin. “It's Coach's favourite movie.”

“That is so…fitting for him, somehow.” Zaida grinned from ear to ear, absolutely relishing in the moment as the man continued in the most passionate voice she’d ever heard from him.

“He doesn't know any sports speeches?” Melissa raised a brow.

“I don't think he cares,” Stiles explained with a shrug, glancing at Zaida, who was having entirely too much fun right now. He shook his head at her with a glint of amusement in his eyes as he watched her reaction. “You are such a geek."

“And?” She challenged. “So are you.”

“Today, we celebrate our Independence Day!” Finstock finished off strong and as the team cried out in celebration, Zaida joined. She cupped her hands over her mouth to magnify her voice and whooped cheerfully as Stiles continued to shake his head. Her buzz was instantly dulled when Gerard made his way into the fray through the doorway, nudging Coach aside with a hand to the shoulder.

“Well spoken, Coach. I might have chosen something with a little more historical value, but there's no denying your passion.” The old man began, his eyes scanning over the room slowly as he spoke far more eloquently than Finstock. “And, while I haven't been here long, there's no denying my pride in having a winning team for this school. I know you'll all be brilliant tonight, even with only one co-captain leading you.” His gaze landed on Scott to drive in the impact of his words. “Now, I'm your principal, but I'm also a fan... So, don't think I'll be content to watch you merely beat this team. Get out there and murder them.”

Zaida’s blood ran cold, and she stood frozen between Stiles and Melissa - the three of them and Scott being the only ones to truly understand the meaning of this visit. It was a blatant threat. “You heard the man! Asses on the field!” Finstock yelled out his instructions and the team dispersed in high spirits, leaving Scott to find his way up to Coach to ask what Gerard had meant by ‘only one co-captain’.

“He’s benched Scott,” Zaida turned to Stiles with worry in her hazel eyes, trying to collect her frantic thoughts. “Danny told me Jackson warned him…Stiles, something is happening. Something big.”

“Yeah…I know.” Stiles jittered nervously; his tone ominous.

“Stiles, please, you need to be careful. If you see something happening, don’t get involved. Just run.” She pleaded with him, pulling him by the arm away from Melissa to have a more private conversation. “Just run, and find me, okay? I don’t care what else happens, just promise me you’re going to look out for yourself.”

“What about Scott? I can’t just leave him to deal with it,” The boy protested in hushed tones, his heart warming at her concern in a way that felt completely foreign.

“If something happens to Scott, he’ll heal. I’ll heal. You won’t.” Zaida pointed out, her emotions rising to her chest, feeling as though she might burst from the pressure. “Just...please, run. I need to know you’re going to be okay. We already lost Allison…I’m not going to lose you too.”

“I’ll be okay,” Stiles nodded, not quite giving her the answer she wanted as he reached out to brush a stray piece of hair out of her eyes and tuck it behind her ear. “You just watch out, alright? Stay with Melissa and Lydia, and my dad is gonna come find you.”

Any more words Zaida could think of were stuck in her throat as dread sank heavily into the pit of her stomach. He started to pull away, but she couldn’t let him leave like that, so she reached out and grabbed his wrist, turning him back towards her and flinging her arms around his neck to pull him close. Stiles stiffened for a moment, unsure of how to respond before he returned her hug, his arms wrapping around her waist. The reassuring pressure of the embrace calmed her and yet simultaneously her heart raced. When she dropped from her tiptoes, her arms sliding away from him, Stiles was the first to step back, following the line of his teammates as they exited the locker room. It left Zaida standing there with anxiety bubbling within her. Scott stood a few feet away watching her with a curious expression, and she felt her cheeks flush slightly in embarrassment at being caught by the boy in such a vulnerable moment. She lifted her guards back into place and shot him a half-smile before walking out and making her way towards the bleachers.

“Oh, no…” Stilinski craned his neck to get a better view of Stiles as he ran out onto the grass. “Why is my son running out to the field?”

“...Because he's on the team?” Melissa suggested as Zaida twisted her hands in her lap. This was even worse than she’d originally thought. It had been bad enough when Stiles was sitting on the bench, now he’d actually be playing?!

“He's on the team…He's- he's on the field...” His father mumbled in disbelief as the fact settled in. His expression then shifted into pure excitement and pride as he shouted shamelessly, “He's on the field!”

Zaida sent Lydia a small smile when the girl joined them, looking as beautiful as ever. She immediately picked up on Zaida’s nervous ticks and covered the girl’s fidgeting hands with her own in a soothing manner. “I thought you didn’t care about Lacrosse?” She questioned with an amused smile as the brunette’s eyes trailed after the number twenty-four jersey.

“What can I say, I found my school spirit tucked away in the back of my closet, along with this super cute coat.” Zaida drawled sarcastically but genuinely appreciated the redhead’s support.

The two captains huddled together for the scrimmage, the referee’s whistle rang out, and the game was afoot. Stiles got off to an incredibly slow start, finally scooping up the ball only to get tackled by not one, but two burly opponents. “...He's probably just warming up.” Melissa tried to be polite in front of Sheriff Stilinski.

Zaida hissed through her teeth as she watched, feeling the impact in her chest as her breath seemed to be knocked out of her. She re-centred herself quickly, pushing her blocks back into place. She didn’t know why, but Stiles always managed to make his way back in. It was incredibly difficult to disconnect from him, but she finally managed it when the boy was once again in possession of the ball, but he swiftly dropped it and it was snatched up by the opposing team.

“Oh, he's just a little nervous.” To Zaida’s surprise, even Lydia was being encouraging. She looked at the girl strangely. “Plenty of time to turn it around.”

As the timer kept clicking over while the minutes passed by, Stiles continued to fumble about the field relatively uselessly, not making many good passes and getting knocked into before he could contribute to any plays. He even got hit right in the helmet grate when trying to catch a solid pass from Rodriguez. Zaida spied Scott from the corner of her eye, standing up but being put back in his place by Coach. As her focus momentarily switched from Stiles to the bench, she noticed a familiar head of light brown curls approaching the field from the parking lot, her spine straightening in shock.

“I’ll be right back,” She excused herself and almost stumbled over her own feet as she hurried down from the bleachers to intercept the boy. She took in his Lacrosse uniform and the determination in his blue eyes. “You’re here.�� She stood in front of him, suddenly unsure of why she’d even come down and feeling incredibly awkward. They hadn’t spoken since the rave.

“Yeah, I am.” He nodded, seemingly surprised that she was even speaking to him. It was the most civil she had been towards him in a long time.

“Are you here for Derek? Or for us?” She asked, a part of her needing to know.

“I’m here for Scott.” He corrected. “To help win. But…I could be here for something else - someone else, if that’s what you want?” His words this time were genuine, with none of that arrogant smirk to be seen. Right now, it was as if she was talking to the Isaac that had been hers. She hesitated, not knowing what she wanted for a split second, until - for some strange reason - she remembered the boy on the field right now.

“No,” She shook her head with a sad smile, feeling that chapter of her life come to a close. “But I’m glad you’re here. For Scott. To help.”

Isaac nodded in acknowledgment of her decision, respecting and accepting it graciously. “Well, I better get out there. Take care of yourself tonight, Zaida.”

“I will,” She agreed and watched him go for a moment before returning to her seat beside Lydia. The girl raised her brow in a curious expression.

“Is that starting up again?” The redhead asked with a mischievous tone.

“No, it actually just ended.” Zaida smiled, comfortable with the closure she’d now gotten. “What did I miss?”

“Just more losing,” Lydia shrugged, and surely enough they were several points behind on the scoreboard. Isaac jogged out onto the field after spending some time whispering with Scott on the bench.

Zaida didn’t know what she was expecting from the boy, but him barging aggressively into his own teammates was not it. He was doing it in a way that could have looked accidental to the unknowing eye, but Zaida could tell it was purposeful. What was he doing? She couldn’t figure it out until Coach was forced to swap out the injured player for the next in line on the bench. The line that pretty much ended with Scott. It was only then that the realisation came to her. He was getting their own players pulled out until Coach had no other choice than to put Scott on the field. Okay, maybe they might win this one just yet.

Their odds were looking pretty good with Isaac on the field and Scott soon to join, it would at least be two on one, should Jackson lash out. Zaida’s growing confidence was snuffed out along with most of her hope when Jackson and Isaac both went down, and only one of them got back up. Isaac had to be carried off the field and away to the locker rooms by some of his teammates, but he was at least still alive, simply paralysed. Coach Finstock was faced with a choice. He could forfeit the game, or he could put Scott on the field. Zaida waited for his decision with bated breath, a sigh of relief escaping her when she saw number eleven standing up. At that point, Melissa got out of her seat to speak to her son and returned with a newfound resoluteness that hadn’t been there before.

“You can tell, can’t you?” Zaida asked the woman in hushed tones when she returned as Scott jogged out onto the field. “That something’s happening.”

“I told him not to do whatever he has to do. I’m in this now, whether I like it or not, and if I can do something to help you kids, I’m going to.” Melissa replied firmly, and Zaida beamed at the woman. For a moment, she reminded her of her own mother.

[randomlife22]

SCOTT WAS WEARING ISACC’S NUMBER!!!!!!!!!

[kitkatwinchester]

OMG I'VE MISSED MY BOYS!! <3 <3

STILES'S AND ISAAC'S BANTER I CANNOT!! XD XD <3 <3

"I'm just saying--" "Isaac we are not going to torture her." "I meant scare her." "We are not going to psychologically torture her either!"

"Listen to the sounds around you." "Yep. Listen to the sounds around you." "Listen to the silence." "Just listening to the silence." "Okay, will you just let me handle this, Isaac? Please? I just, I have more experience with Banshees." "Yeah, and mental patients." *glares*

And let's not forget Stiles trying to explain away their situation by calling Meredith his girlfriend, only to have her call Isaac her type instead. ("Okay...Isaac can come too.") XD XD XD

I FREAKING LOVE THEM SO MUCH!! I HAVE MISSED THIS!!

I know that Daniel Sharman leaves the show after this season and I'm so sad about it, because I love him and his character so much and I'm really gonna miss him, but as long as they don't kill him (which I'm pretty sure they don't), it's okay I guess. But I am gonna miss him a LOT. Especially in moments like these lol.

That said, speaking of people who are gonna die...

One of the Argents is gonna die. Calling it right now. Allison and her dad just had a really sweet bonding moment, and she just told him she loves him, and is proud of him, and is "proud of us".

Which 100% means one of them is gonna die.

And you know what? I bet it's gonna be Allison.

I bet they're gonna kill Allison.

Which is ALL KINDS OF MESSED UP, but WHAT THE F*CK EVER I GUESS.

It hasn't happened yet, so I could be wrong, but I don't think I am.

Anyways, I'm gonna move on from that.

Can we talk about that scene between Scott and his dad?

I am so freaking glad that Rafael finally told him, and while I do think that Rafael has had SOME redemption from everything he's been doing--ESPECIALLY saving Noah's job--I totally understand why Scott went off on him, and I am honestly all here for it.

Because as far as Scott is concerned, the fact that his dad just up and left him and never came back into his life until now is a lot worse than a fall down the stairs. And I totally get where he's coming from.

I also totally understand why Melissa wanted him out of the house, and I understand why Void Stiles was trying to convince her that Scott would hate her for what happened, but he never would, because ultimately, it was still Rafael's decision to never be in his son's life, and that's on him, not on Melissa. Besides, Scott could never be mad at his mom, because she's literally one of the best moms in the world, and she's always been there for him, no matter what, and that type of love and loyalty matters to Scott more than anything else.

So I appreciate that Rafael finally came clean, but I also appreciate that Scott didn't forgive him, because I think that's justified. And that was a great freaking scene.

And now we have more answers, and we have even more of a team, and we can go save Lydia, and hopefully Noshiko won't somehow screw all of that up with whatever the h*ll she's planning to do next.

Let's go save Lydia.

(I JUST LOVE THESE TWO SO MUCH!! Scott has such great brothers. XD <3)

P.S. We also f*cking love Coach trusting his students and tasing the f*ck out of Brunski so that they could get Meredith out of there. I love him. We're getting a lot of Coach love this episode. I approve. <3

[blusandbirds]

thinking about the fact that isaac dug graves as his high school job. like what the fuck was up with that.

[miguelschamp]

fearless

pairing: isaac lahey x fem!reader

summary: something is finally done about the lingering feelings between you and isaac

warnings: none. it’s quite literally just fluff

the bell rings dismissing you from your last class of the day. you walk out with malia by your side complaining about your teacher.

“malia, she’s just doing her job.” you chuckle

“i don’t care. she’s not making any sense when she’s explaining things and she’s the only one whose given us homework for the weekend.”

“that is true.” you mumble as you two stop at your locker

“it’s stupid.” she says rolling her eyes. she looks past you as you dig through your locker. a smirk takes over her face. “your boyfriend’s coming.”

you look up to her quickly, “what ?” she nods ahead as you turn to your left. your eyes widen as you see isaac coming toward you. “oh my god.”

“good luck.” she says. your head snaps to her. “what ? where are you going ?”

“away from here. the awkward flirting makes me nauseous.”

“wait, malia. please.” you beg

“no.” she mumbles, “isaac.”

you sigh as the boy stops beside you. he smiles lightly, “hey, malia.”

the girl hums before she walks off.

you and isaac had a little bit of a confusing relationship. you two weren’t dating, but it was obvious you liked each other. you didn’t really know what to make of it since he hadn’t asked you on a date or to be his girlfriend. it was just a little awkward whenever you two spoke to each other.

“uh, y/n ?”

your eyes shut tightly before you slowly turn to him. when your eyes open, you’re met with a smile.

“hey, isaac.” you say softly

“hey. how was your day ?” he asks

“it was good.” you nod. “uh, what about you ? how was your day ?”

“good. good.” he nods. you chuckle as you nod with him. “i actually wanted to ask you something.”

“okay.” you say as he starts digging through his bag.

“i wanted to ask if you’d wear my extra jersey to the game tonight.” he says as he pulls the jersey out. you brows raise as you look up at him.

“really ?”

“yeah.” he says scratching the back of his neck, “only if you want to though.”

of course you did.

“yes. yeah, sure.” you ramble

“okay. great.” he smiles wide as you take the jersey from him. “i’ll be sure to look out for you.”

his heart skips as you smile up at him. his blue eyes searching your face before he looks down at his feet.

•••

a couple of hours had passed and the game was starting soon. you sat in the bleachers with lydia and malia while isaac, scott, stiles, kira, and liam were out on the field.

you wore isaac’s jersey like he asked, but you put a long sleeve on under seeing as it was always cold in beacon hills. you also tied the end of his jersey around your waist since it seemed like it was huge on you.

“you know, wearing someone’s jersey basically means that you’re dating.” lydia says

“does it ?” you ask

“yeah.” lydia nods, “trust me. so many different guys have tried giving me their jerseys. it’s like showing other guys that you’re taken.”

you look down at the jersey, “oh.”

“so, he’s finally making a move.” malia says, “thank god.”

“is that bad to where you guys are hoping that we finally start dating ?”

“yes.” they both say. your mouth opens slightly as you try to respond, but you come up with nothing as the game begins.

you missed how isaac had looked into the bleachers for you. his eyes searching each row until they finally land on you. a smile instantly taking over his face at the jersey covering your body.

•••

the game was nearing the end with only a few seconds left on the clock. the teams were tied and you could see coach basically having an aneurysm on the sidelines.

you weren’t too much into sports. only going to the games because of your friends being on the team, but you were on the edge of your seat.

it’s not long before you see the boys running around on the field. your eyes looking for anyone on your school’s team to have the ball.

you gasp as the ball flies through the air and isaac catches. the students start to cheer in the stands as he runs toward the goal.

“go, isaac ! go !” you yell as the students cheer him on. unbeknownst to you, he had been listening to only your voice the entire game. so, out of everyone yelling at him and cheering him on, he only heard you.

you and the students in the bleachers stand as he gets closer to the goal. you feel your heart beat hard in your chest as the clock ticks down.

just as isaac tosses the ball toward the goal, the buzzer goes off. it’s quiet for a second before the ball goes in. isaac earned the game winning point.

the crowd erupts into cheers as the team runs over to isaac. you and lydia jumping up and down as malia cheers beside you.

a couple of people step off the bleachers into the field to celebrate with the team.

you, lydia, and malia make your way down the bleachers and onto the field. you guys spot stiles first. malia walking up and giving him a hug as you look around.

“he’s on the other side.” stiles says breathing heavily. you turn to him to see him already smiling at you.

“go get him.” lydia says tapping your arm excitedly. you chuckle at her before you make your way through the students.

isaac laughs as his team sets him down. he turns as his eyes scan the crowd for any sign of you.

“isaac !”

he turns and sees you pushing through some students trying to make your way to them. you dodge a teen running up toward a friend as he smiles at you.

as you run up to him, he holds his arms out. you two collide in a hug with your arms going around his neck and his around your waist.

he lifts you off the ground slightly causing you to laugh. he sets you down as you pull away, but don’t go far at all. your hands holding onto his arms as his stay around your waist.

“that was amazing. i’m so proud of you.” you smile

“thank you.” he says, before his eyes trail down, “you actually wore it.”

you look down before looking up at him with bright eyes. “yeah, of course. you wanted me to, right ?”

“yeah.” he nods, “you know, i couldn’t have done it without you.”

your brows furrow, “what do you mean ?”

“i was listening for your voice.” he says. your face softens, “while i was playing. it helped me focus.”

isaac searches your face for any reaction to what he said. he doesn’t expect you to lean up and kiss him, but he definitely accepts it.

you pull away slowly. your breathing a little heavy as you look up at him. “i really like you.”

his smile widens, “i really like you too.”

you chuckle as he leans in again, kissing you softly.

[voltronisanobsession]

There’s a need for more Isaac Lahey fics and I’m glad someone just started watching the show again.

Taking a Break | Isaac Lahey x Reader

There needs to be more fics of teen wolf on here in GENERAL, it feels like I’m grabbing for scraps at this point😭💔💔 love my homeboy isaac so I’ll quickly write something teehee

Click. Click. Click

The sound of a pen echoed throughout the classroom, some students looking towards the source of the annoying sound, others sighing loudly at the persistent clicking.

Click. Click. Click.

You sat in silence, staring at the board in front of you. Not even realizing you had become a disturbance for the entire class, you continued playing with your pen, lost in thought.

With all the killings happening around town, your nerves had reached an all time high. You had no idea what to expect at this point! Everyone thought Stiles had found a pattern to the killings, or ‘sacrifices’, until the killer decided to change things up.

Click. Click. Click.

Everything was getting a little too frustrating, you couldn’t even focus in school! No matter what you did, your mind just seemed to be in another place. Not even your boyfriend could bring you back to reality at this point.

Click. Click. Click. Cli-

The pen that was once in your hand was snatched away from you, snapping you out of whatever spell you were under. Looking up to the teacher, you could only internally cringe at what was about to happen.

“Is this seriously necessary? This was the most annoying thing you could’ve done in my class of all places. I hope you don’t plan on becoming a professional pen clicker because that job would suck! For everyone!”

Coach Finstock walked away and began talking to the class about whatever he was teaching today, fiddling with your pen as he continued. Huffing, you slumped against your seat and stared at the clock as its hands slowly moved around.

Feeling eyes on you, you slightly looked back only to see Isaac staring at you. When you finally notice him, Isaac gives you a confused look to as if to say ’what’s wrong’ which you could only mouth out ‘nothing’.

You whipped your head to the front though when a book was slammed on your desk.

“Y/N! You just became my least favorite student in this class, congratulations! You’re making me question why I decided to chose being a teacher as a career, thank you!”

Finstock placed the pen back on your desk. His eyebrows furrowed at the face you were making.

“Don’t look at me like that, it’s scary.”

“I’m not looking at you like anything?” Your face scrunched up in annoyance.

“Oh ho, yes you are! It’s the same face that that Silinski kid gives me when I make him run laps around the gym!”

The bell rang causing everyone to get up, you quickly packing your bag and rushing out the classroom. Coach totally made everything worse for you if you were being honest.

So eager to leave the school, you didn’t even hear the sound of your boyfriend calling out to you from the sea of students. Confused, Isaac fought his way against the current of students, all excited to begin the weekend and be away from school, to get to you.

Finally reaching you, he lightly grabbed your shoulder.

“Hey, what’s going on? Are you ok?”

Shifting your attention to the tall boy, you gave him a small smile. Just looking at him made some of your nerves calm down.

“Uh yeah, stuffs just been taking a toll on me lately.”

At that, Isaac frowned. You both continued walking, hands now linked together. Walking out the school, you both fell into a comfortable silence. You lost in thought while Isaac wondered what was bothering you.

Was someone bothering you? Have your teachers been giving you a lot of homework? Glancing at your tired face, he couldn’t help himself from asking questions.

“Do you want to talk about it? I mean, about the stuff that’s been bothering you.”

Sighing, you let go of Isaacs hand, causing him to unconsciously chase after it. You smiled at the action.

“I guess with everything that’s been going on around town, with all the random killings, I just- ugh. I don’t know but it’s been really draining my energy. And making me kinda anxious, lowkey.”

Once you started talking, you couldn’t stop the waterfall of words that seemed to shoot out of your mouth.

“And not just the killings Isaac, but having to guess where this killer will take its next victim is so frustrating! We don’t know when it will happen and who it will happen to!

“It feels like we’re just sitting around waiting to find a new corpse! And like I said, we don’t know whose getting targeted. For all we know, it could be Allison, you, me-!”

Isaac cut you off suddenly, forcing you to stop walking by pulling you towards him. His hands gripped your upper arms, keeping you in front of him, forcing you to look at him.

“Hey, I know it feels like we’re getting nothing done right now, but we’re all trying. It’s a slow progress, but we have something. That’s what matters.”

He placed a hand on your cheek. Leaning into it, you sighed. “This really has been on your mind, huh?”

Groaning, you nodded and dropped your head onto the boys chest, causing him to let out a small laugh. Hugging you, the werewolf could only hope he relieved some of your nerves. Suddenly an idea popped up in his head.

“What do you think about a self care weekend? Something to get your mind off things.” He smiled as you let out a confused sound.

“What about the others? What if they need us or something?” Pulling away from him, you grabbed his hand and continued walking, pondering the idea of a self care weekend.

“I think Scott and the others can handle a weekend without us.” Isaac snickered, happy to see your mood changing as you got excited.

“And if anything, they can just text us. Or Scott can howl. Either works fine to be honest.” At that, you laughed, your body relaxing the longer Isaac spoke.

Silence again fell between you both but it was different. You were now smiling, happy that Isaac gave the suggestion of taking a break. Isaac internally high-fived himself, a grin breaking onto his face.

Bringing his hand up to your lips, you kissed the back of it.

“Thank you.” Smiling, he did the same thing, gently kissing your hand, loving the way your face flushed a pretty pink.

“Anything for you, love.”