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@astrepur​     (     ‘      👁     ‘     ) 

he’d  been  asked  to  stay  the  night  and  surprisingly , stiles  had  obliged.   it  was  strange ,  being  woken  by  somebody  elses  nightmare.  the  sound  of  isaac  struggling  having  him  jolt  awake.   luckily ,  he’s  not  a  sleepwalker ,  meaning  waking  him  wasn’t  dangerous.   “   isaac   ??   -  -  -    hey ,   issac  .  .  .    “   he  tries  the  gentle  approach  ultimately  failing  and  so  he  finds  himself  violently  shaking  the  other ,  yelling  his  name  at  the  top  of  his  lungs  until  finally ,   finally  he  wakes.   the  flash  of  yellow  eyes  before  it  dims  to  his  usual  color.   “   .  .  .   you  alright   ??   “   he  asks ,  nervous  for  the  answer.  stiles  knows  night  terrors  all  too  well.   “   you’re  alright ,  you’re  safe.  i  got  you.    “

@astrepur​ asked: [ 📞 ] ‘ i had a nightmare. ’ - isaac

“ hmm -- ” Peter twists into the phone, not yet awake enough to really hear the words coming through. “ what did you sa -- ” and it’s almost like his sleep deprived brain just needed a moment to collect itself. Peter twists back over so he can push himself up by the elbows with the phone still pressed to his ear. “ you did? what -- give me a second -- ”

Isaac doesn’t even get a chance. He called, so obviously he wants to talk so FaceTime it is. Peter did sit up in bed for this.

BTW

SOMEONE. STOLE. MY. SCENTOFARMANI. URL. 

they took my url and took an old promo of mine to use as a header (why would you do that even ).

          “ california -- again? ” he’d gotten out of there for a reason. away from all the shit that had been going on in beacon hills and across the country as soon as there was an out. and now jackson was telling him that he had decided to go to college back in california. “ seriously? you really want to go back west? ” sure, new york had been a big change for him, especially the weather, but he ended up loving it even more than he thought he would. it turned out the city life was definitely for him. he loved the easy commute to and from school that he ended up having. and being able to walk pretty much anywhere. plus, ya know, not almost dying every other month was a plus too. but now jackson was deciding to go to college back in california and it might as well be london again. sure, a slightly cheaper airfare, but still. “ well -- if that’s what you want i guess, ” he says, cheeks puffing out slightly as he switches hands he’s holding the phone in. 

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