isaac's harbour

A list of movies coming out in 2019 that I’m looking forward to:

The Crow (the reboot starring Jason Momoa) (October 11, 2019)

Hellboy (the reboot starring David Harbour) (January 11, 2019)

The Addams Family Animated Movie (starring Oscar Isaac) (October 11th, 2019)

Goosebumps: Haunted Halloween (the sequel to the 2015 Goosebumps movie) (October 12, 2019)

Are You Afraid of the Dark? (the movie) (October 11, 2019)

Untitled Avengers film (sequel to Infinity War?) (May 3, 2019)

Star Wars: Episode IX (continuance of the new Star Wars saga) (December 20, 2019)

Captain Marvel (Marvel Cinematic Universe movie) (March 6, 2019)

Spider-Man: Homecoming 2 (tentative title) (July 5, 2019)

Shazam! (DC Cinematic Universe movie) (April 5, 2019)

John Wick: Chapter Three (yeeeesssss) (May 17, 2019)

The LEGO Movie 2: The Second Part (February 8, 2019)

feel free to add to the list!

edit: somebody pointed out that Goosebumps 2 is actually coming out this October (2018)!

Was anyone else reminded of this?

(Man takes runaway girl with special abilities to his secluded cabin, locks her away from the outside world, puts on Jim Croce’s You Don’t Mess Around With Jim to put her at ease, “this is your home, now” etc.)

blush // isaac lahey

Originally posted by teenwolfsterekfan


Isaac thought that (y/n) (y/l/n) was absolutely adorable. She was so innocent and pure and everything Isaac was not. Whenever someone made any sexual references, that cute little face of hers would flush red and all Isaac wanted to do was pinch her little cheeks.

He had been crushing on (y/n) since 8th grade, but she, being the pure being that she was, never thought that Isaac harboured any romantic feelings for her.

But, of course, Isaac Lahey being Isaac Lahey, decided to test (y/n)’s ultimate reaction.

Isaac swaggered (a/n: this word is so stupid i want to laugh) into the classroom one day and slid into the seat right beside (y/n), slyly saying, “Nice legs, (y/n).” (y/n)’s cheeks immediately turned bright red as she stuttered out a faint “okay”, sounding decidedly unsure of herself.

She is so cute. Isaac smirked as the teacher began blabbing on and on about the use of language in Shakespeare works. Throughout the lesson, he purposefully brushed his arm against (y/n)’s and sent her little grins. By the end of the period, (y/n) had been reduced to a stuttering, blushing mess. 

(y/n) had never been so confused. Her stomach felt like birds were going out of control in there when her skin made contact with his, or when he sent her those innocent grins. He was just so freaking adorable and sassy and sweet and funny and completely out of her league. Look at him! He could have any girl he wanted - hell, Lydia probably wanted him - and there was no way that he would be remotely attracted to her.

The second lesson ended, (y/n) bolted out of the classroom, feeling like her lungs were about to explode. Isaac was thoroughly amused when he picked up the scent of embarrassment, confusion and nervousness from (y/n).

Isaac strolled out after (y/n) and followed her to the cafeteria, sliding into the seat next to (y/n) at the table were the gang usually sat at. Isaac struggled to  take his eyes off (y/n) for the whole lunch period. (y/n) was so engrossed in her conversation with Lydia that a little dollop of pasta sauce had landed on the corner of her mouth. God, her mouth. Those lips looked so smooth and soft and Isaac thought that they probably were so. If he could actually feel those lips against his-

“Jesus Christ, I think I’m going to puke by looking at these two.”

Isaac rolled his eyes, turning to growl at Stiles, who immediately thrust a fork in his direction (rather uselessly). Quickly regaining his composure, Stiles straightened up. “I’m serious, okay? You guys are eye-fucking each other while I’m trying to eat without throwing up. Get a room and go have a hot make-out session or something - ANYTHING - just stop!” He shrieked, shoving his tray aside.

Without warning, Isaac grabbed (y/n)’s hand and tugged her toward the cafeteria exit. Her hand is really warm, holy god. Shaking his head, Isaac continued striding toward the school doors, because really, school kind of didn’t matter to him anymore.

“Wait - where are we going? Isaac? Isaac! Isaac - holy shit - ISAAC LAHEY!”

Isaac whirled around and didn’t hesitate to smash his lips onto hers. (y/n) went silent and froze. He quickly pulled away, trying not to let a smile slip onto his face. “I’ve wanted to do that for four years, you know,” he sheepishly muttered, tugging his fingers through his hair. (y/n), who had recovered from the impromptu locking of lips, grinned shyly. “You waited way too long.”

Let’s just say the eye-fucking became quite a regular occurrence, along with many other displays of affection that caused Stiles to get used to seating at the far end of the table during lunch to avoid half-digested food from coming up onto the table every single day.

a/n: ahhhhhh this is so shit but it’ll get better, i promise !! -roxanna