'he's' right behind ya

oswald-the-forgotten  asked:

"Ya want jokes huh?" Oswald said with a sly look, putting down his drink, going up to the stage and taking the microphone. He gave the bartender a smug smile before addressing the patrons. "Alright fellas so I got a joke for ya...He's standing right behind the bar counter and his name Tendy the--" He just barely dodged Tendy throwing an empty beer bottle at him, the glass breaking on the wall. "Ya could've at least thrown a molotov sweetheart! Or a sidecar maybe?!" He laughed.

(He’ll throw a fit that’s what he’ll throw…)

“Night Walk”

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Member: Sehun from EXO

Genre: Fluff

Request: “A friendship which becomes a something more? Something like you two are walking and he saves you from a scooter passing close to you? You end up being on his arms and it’s a very shy moment, he checks if you get any injuries but you reassure him that you’re fine and you realize that you’re holding each other’s hands?”


“GET UP Y/N GET UP GET UP” you heard someone knock outside your door. Half asleep you got up, quickly glancing at the clock on your way to the door. “2 AM….Who the fuck….” You mumbled, rubbing your face. Swinging the door open, it was your nagging best friend Oh Sehun. “Aw you’re half asleep, how cute” he smiled at you, letting himself in and closing the door behind him. “What are you doing here you idiot?” you laughed as you saw him make his way to your room. 

“well….i haven’t seen you in 2 weeks because of the tour and tomorrow is my free day so wake yourself up and get dressed beautiful” he smirked at you, getting some jeans and a sweater from your dresser. You grabbed the jeans and sweater and dressed yourself up in the next room. “I hope you’re in the mood for some ice cream” he grabbed your hand and led you outside, walking over to his car and opening the door for you. “I missed you Sehun” you gave him a shy smile. “I missed you too” he smiled back.

The city was dark and cold. Empty from all the daily chaos and filled with little sparkles from the street lamps. You stopped at an empty parking lot and before you could even reach to the door handle, Sehun has already opened the door for you, with a wide smile spread on his face. You didn’t question his plan to take a late night walk with you. You knew the streets were always packed whenever he left the house, being recognized at every corner. It made him frustrated that he couldn’t just go out with his friends like any other person. The night time was the only safe time you could both hang out without any photos being taken of you and you being mistaken for a girlfriend.

“There’s a little ice cream shop I know that’s open at night. And if you want… I know a few karaoke bars too….” Sehun said, leading you through the streets. You hit his hand and laughed at his silliness. “I’ll sing if you’ll rap for me” you smirked at him. “Right…. I think the ice cream is enough” he laughed at you. Opening the store’s door for you, you both entered the warm shop and there was no one there but you and a couple sitting by the window. “I never quite got your habit of eating ice cream at winter.” You said as you scanned through the ice cream flavors offered. “It has a thrill to it. Doing what I shouldn’t” he said as he picked some vanilla ice cream. 

Sehun always managed to surprise you. Every day was different and filled with new memories. You’ve only met a year ago but your friendship has grown so close that you couldn’t imagine living without him. He was your source of happiness. You couldn’t deny that you had some feelings towards Sehun. You weren’t blind after all…..he is one of the most handsome people you’ve ever seen. But even if you were to confess, something always stopped you. Maybe the way he always talked to you about the girls he liked or the way he treated you like his little sister. Sehun was mysterious and no matter how close you both were, you could never quite know what was going through that head of his.

You sat down and caught up with what each of you has been doing these past 2 weeks. You laughed as he began telling you about the prank war he had with Chanyeol and how he kept kicking Suho off the bed at night and you were glad to hear he was happy. “But it wasn’t the same you know….” He suddenly said. “What wasn’t the same?” you looked confused. “The tour. I mean yeah it was fun travelling and all, but….it wasn’t the same without you.” You smiled at him. “Aw baby don’t cry TONIGHT” you sang at the top of your lungs and laughed. “SHUT UP YOU CRAZY PERSON” Sehun snorted and almost choked on his ice cream from laughter. The other couple’s stare shifted at you and Sehun mumbled “Sorry”, looking embarrassed and trying to hide his smile.

When you finished eating, Sehun led you through the night streets, walking through the cold night breeze. You climbed on the short concrete fence that went by the side walk, holding Sehun’s hand while you tried balancing yourself. “You know if you fall, I’m not catching you.” He teased you and you rolled your eyes. Looking up, you saw a karaoke bar and an idea sparked in your mind. “HEY THE LAST ONE TO REACH THAT NEON SIGN HAS TO SING GIRL GROUP SONGS” you shouted as you jumped off the fence and started sprinting towards the sign, Sehun right behind you. “YA THAT’S NOT FAIR” he shouted behind you, laughing.

You didn’t look at anything but the bar and you ran ruthlessly on a crosswalk before you felt a hand wrap around your stomach, pulling you back. A car passed and almost hit you without you even noticing. “You idiot.” Sehun held you close, your faces inches from each other. “Do you realize you could have just died?” his expression fell short. You didn’t know what to say, your heart beating loudly in your chest. 

“I…I…..thank you Sehun.” You looked into his eyes. He looked slightly angry and his breathing increased. You felt his hands cup your cheeks, his stare locked on your eyes. You licked your lips and before you could get anything out, you felt his lips on yours. You were surprised at first but you pulled him closer by his shirt and deepened the kiss. The both of you were breathing heavily and worked your lips against each other, kissing the other passionately. Sehun pulled away from the kiss, your lips still slightly touching. 

“Maybe it was a sign for me not to waste anymore time.” He looked you in the eyes. His eyes were brown and big, filled with concern. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him in for another kiss. This time it was longer and hotter. He wrapped his arms around your waist, holding you close as you arched your back in his arms, still working your lips on his. “Don’t scare like that ever again, got it?” he raised his eyebrow at you, flashing you a smile. “I’m sorry…..I promise.” You smiled too. “WELL GOOD CAUSE THE LAST ONE TO REACH THAT SIGN HAS TO RAP” he shouted already halfway towards the karaoke bar, shooting you a stupid expression and laughing. “HEY THAT’S NOT FAIR” you shouted as you ran after him.

It's my job to protect you.

🔅Hello :-)) Could you make a reader x Daryl where they are married but y/n become jealous of Daryl being so close to Carol. She’s afraid he might not love her anymore and she’s thinking of leaving Alexandria. Ends well for the both, all fluffy please ♥ Thank you so much for your writing xxx🔅  

I hope you like it!💕


You sat on the edge of your bed as your searched for your boots on the floor. The wrinkled sheets and almost warm bed told you that your husband had been there the night before. Your tied your laces and ran down the stairs, eager to see your other half.
Daryl and you had been married since before the dead starting roaming the Earth, and you were more in love with him than you had ever been before.
-Daryl! —you yelled with a joyful tone when you saw him ripping a piece of bacon with his teeth, you wrapped your arms around his waist and pressed your body against his, feeling the warmth of his body.
-Hey. —he greeted you and ran his hand down your spine. It had been a few days since he had left on a task with Aaron.
-I missed you. —you lifted your head and stared at him in the eye.
-Me too. —he answered with his usual rough voice and you kissed him. He had never been a man of many words, but you knew he loved you… right?
-Do you want to have something for breakfast? —you asked, pulling away from the hug. He showed you the piece of bacon he held in his hand. —Something else?
-Nah, I’m good. —Daryl said with a low voice. —I have to go, anyway.
-Again? —you almost yelled, your eyebrows high on your forehead.
-Yeah, sorry, babe. —he half-smiled and shifted almost uncomfortably.

You saw him walk out the door after giving you a kiss goodbye, you sighed and shut the door behind him. Tears getting caught in your lashes as you pressed your eyes shut; he was leaving, again.
Making your way back to the kitchen, you tried to remember all those times when Daryl stood by your side, when he laid next to you and held your hand when you were afraid. He had given you a knife as a gift, it didn’t seem too romantic at first, but he gave it to you in a run when you almost died. That knife rested on your night table for you didn’t leave the community too often and it helped you struggle through the nights when Daryl wasn’t home, it reminded you of him. You had never hesitated of his love for you, but lately, he didn’t spend much time with you.
Standing in front of the window, you saw your husband walking, but he wasn’t heading for the gates, he was in the house next door, with company.
Carol was your friend, you had held her when Sophia walked out of that barn with clumsy steps and lifeless eyes, you had helped her through her grief. But in that moment, looking at her standing so close to your husband and bumping her shoulder against his, you couldn’t help but feel an ache in your chest. It was no secret that they were both close friends, but you still wondered if there was something more than friendship there.

You tried to go through the day without giving too much thought to it, but it kept coming back to your head and you read too much between the lines, seeing things that maybe weren’t even there.

The sun was going down when you heard Aaron’s voice, greeting his boyfriend at his doorstep, which meant that your husband also had returned home. But the doorknob didn’t turn and there was no knock on the door, he didn’t show up.
You peeked through your window but there was still not a sign from him. That’s when you saw it, Carol’s house’s door opens and two people walk out. Carol stood at the door and your husband walked out towards your house.
Your heart started racing, pumping boiling blood through your veins. As soon as Daryl entered your house, you confronted him.
-Where were you? —you asked with anger in your voice. He seemed a little surprised by your question.
-Told you I was-
-No, —you interrupted him. —where were you before you came home?
-I was at Carol’s. —he said as if the answer was obvious.
-Why? —you frowned.
-Why’re you asking? —Daryl asked with annoyance in his voice.
-Because you spend too much time with her! —you yelled. —You spend more time with her than with me!
-That’s not true.
-It is! —you yelled again. —You’re always with her!
Daryl didn’t answer, he didn’t say a word. He just stood there, staring at you behind the locks of hair that fell over his eyes.
-Why did you go to her place before coming here? —you asked with sadness in your eyes. —Why did you go to her instead of coming home to me?
-(Y/N)… —his voice was harsh.
-Do you… —you stopped abruptly, wondering if you really wanted to know the answer to the question you were about to ask. —Do you love her?
He was silent, gaze locked on the floor. Slowly shaking his head but giving no answer. Tears were flooding your eyes, so you whipped them with the back of you hand quickly.
-I’ll just make things easier for you. —you said as you walked out of your house and he followed you.
-Where ya goin’? —Daryl asked, walking right behind you.
-Just go back to her, Daryl. —you turned around and stopped in front of him. —I want to be alone.
You headed towards the gates and opened them, brushing off any rule that said that you couldn’t cross the gates once the sun was set.

Sobs and cries resounding in the woods as you thought the love that Daryl didn’t feel for you anymore. Your tears were washed away by the first drops of an upcoming storm but the sound of your cries called for walkers. Three of them stumbled through the bushes and twigs of the ground on their way to you. You searched your pockets for your knife, but it wasn’t there, it wasn’t in your boots either, it was in your night table where you kept it. However, you grabbed a rock and smashed it on one of the walkers’ head until he stopped moving. You screamed as you took the second one down but the rock broke with his skull.
Your eyes were seeking out for any kind of weapon on the ground but the night was too dark and the moonlight too dim, so you tried to run. As soon as you turned around, you realized that more walkers were coming your way, you counted six first but with every strike of lightening, more of them appeared.
You turned back around and the walker pushed you against a tree, you kneed him in the stomach but that didn’t seem to slow him down. His growls were loud against your face. Suddenly, an arrow pierced his forehead and made the growling stop.
You let go of the breath you were holding and felt relief when you saw the tall figure walking towards you with a crossbow in hand.
-Let’s go! —Daryl yelled. You both ran back to Alexandria and went home.

Once you were home, you put some dry clothes on and wrapped a warm blanket around your body.
-Thanks. —you whispered to your husband as he dried his hair with a towel.
-Why?
-For saving me out there. —you murmured, staring at your feet.
-It’s my job. —he shrugged.
-No, it’s not. —you raised your voice. —Not anymore, at least.
Daryl sat in your bed next to you and placed his hand on your shoulder. He got closer until you could feel his warm breath on your face. His lips connected with yours, and you ran your fingers down his arm as he pressed the palm of his hand against your skin. You loved him and he loved you, and no one would ever change that.
-It will always be. —he told you.

Kiss or Kill

 DEADPOOL x READER

Anon Prompt: Deadpool x Reader: the reader is a mercenary hired to kill Deadpool, but when the two meet Deadpool prefers to take a fancy to the reader and tries to kiss her and flirting, while she tries to kill him. At the end Deadpool wins.

A/N: I like this prompt a lot anon…thank you for the inspiration <3

Warning: SWEARING BECAUSE ITS FUCKING DEADPOOL PEOPLE

Originally posted by madebyabvh


“Fuck yes!” the anti-hero slammed his fist on the desk as he got a text back from his contact that $20k had been transferred into his account.

“Daddy is definitely touching himself tonight” he groaned, adjusting himself as he went to walk out of the drug lord`s office.

You stood in the office en suite bathroom, watching your latest target practically skip out of the his latest target`s office.

“What a weirdo” you whispered, shaking your head at his childish behavior.

The all-black outfit made it easy for you to weave through the mansion as you stalked the spandex-loving nympho.

You looked on from the shadows as he put his phone up to his ear, his voice booming across the courtyard.

“Wow he`s stealthy” your thought sarcastically.

“Dopinder my fine Indian taxi driver. I need a ride. Stat” is he ordering a taxi?

You barely hear a voice talking on the other end as you inch your way through the shadows.

“Gracias mucho my brother from another mother” he exclaimed before he starting playing Angry Birds on his phone…who the fuck was this guy.

This was your time to strike: he was distracted.

You tiptoed (ninja skills) until you were right behind him.

“Ya know, if you`re gonna follow me at least be quieter” he tutted.

Fuck

You didn’t respond, just whipped out your gun ready to shoot him dead.

He quickly turned around and grabbed the gun out of your hands.

You were ready for this- your decoy gun idea had worked- now wait for him to get distracted.

“Ah ah ah. It`s not nice to shoot people in the back” he waggled his finger at you.

Usually this is the part where they get distracted- your attire of black tights, short shorts and a tight tank with black leather jacket was not your classiest look, but damn did you kill more men this way.

“Holllllly shit” he drawled out, his eyes sweeping over your body.

Normally you would feel sick to your stomach at being eye fucked but there was something different about this dude. He was weird as fuck wearing red spandex with two katanas on his back and so many guns strapped to his thighs…his toned thighs. Damn get a grip!

“I`m sorry Mr…” you fake plead, moving closer to him.

“Pool. Dead” he suavely replies and a part of you swoons at the tone of his voice.

No! Must kill target!

“Well Mr. Deadpool, I`m afraid I have to kill you” you flattered your eyelashes.

“I gotta say baby, that is a fucking shame-” he was cut off by your knife stabbing him in the stomach.

“What the fuck!” he cried out, waving his hands in the air.

Bang! You shot him in the chest- yay second gun!

“Babe, this is not going to work out” he flirted from his place on the ground.

“How the fuck are you alive?” you screamed- this was a first.

“Your love keeps me alive” he groaned as he held onto the hole in his suit.

“Dude, just die already” you shoved him, ready to kill him for real.

“No” he childishly taunted.

“Ugh whatever!” you huffed and left him there to die. You would come back later to see if he survived.

Two Hours Later

“Where the fuck is he?” you practically screamed. 

Your douchebag target was gone.

“My client is going to be pissed” you sighed.

The Next Day

You were right, your client was pissed beyond anything you had ever dealt with.

He (You think) screamed down the phone with a voice modulator and told you Deadpool would be hitting another target tonight.

“Kill him or I will end you” he (?) threatened down the phone.

Nightfall came as you headed to the warehouse of the next Deadpool victim…what does he do? talk them to death?

You waited in the shadows as you saw him hit the door in with his foot to make his grand entrance. 

Subtly was not his best quality.

“Helllloo Motherfuckers!” he waved his guns around and started taking down the henchmen one by one.

You stared in awe as he quickly and efficiently took care of each one, his witty remarks making you chuckle.

“Yo Julio, bandanas are not in fashion no more” his voice raised slightly in mockery. 

BANG! BANG! BANG!

All the henchmen were dead and Deadpool moved on to the head honcho. 

Damn look at his ass in that suit. Brother wanna thank your mother for a butt like that.

He disappeared and you heard begging, a gunshot, and then Deadpool was strolling back through the warehouse.

You made your way through the shadows to cut him off before he left the building.

Moving into the light, you pointed your guns (yes two guns) at his chest, ready to pull the trigger.

“Oh hey baby! Didn’t expect you back so soon” you could tell he was smirking under his mask.

“Well I have to kill you” you retorted..

“Ooo that hurts but news alert. You can`t kill me” he waved his hands in the air as if the fact was obvious.

“What?” you were not into his games.

“Yep. Can`t touch this” he wiped imaginary dust off his shoulder.

“Actually I amend that. You can touch this if you want” he flirted, moving closer to you.

“I`d rather not” you hated to admit it but you were slightly turned on.

“Oh you would. Damn girl, fuck this killing shit and just fuck me” he leaned in towards you and you were tempted to kiss him not kill him.

You had no idea what he looked like but the suit showed off his tight ass, six pack abs, and bulge perfectly.

“I need to kill you” you gritted out through your teeth as his head moved closer to yours.

“Wanna get Mexican food?” he asked, looping his arms around your waist…jesus his muscles.

“Dude, I need to fucking kill you” you nudge the guns into his rock hard abs. Damn.

“No, you need to get some chimifuckingchangas with me” he grabbed your guns and through them across the floor.

“I can`t” you were losing the game. You wanted this weirdo so much.

“What do you say? Yes or no?” he inquired, his masked mouth inches from yours.

“Yes” you breathed out as his mouth met yours- even through the mask, his lips were insistent and delicious.

You pulled away and he grabbed your hand in his, dialed a number on his phone and walked you both out of the warehouse.

“Dopinder. Hurry the fuck up. My ninja girlfriend and I are getting chimichangas” he ordered the taxi driver.

“Girlfriend?” you chuckled.

“I`m extremely hopeful” he replied, turning towards you and kissing you until the yellow taxi appeared. 

THE END

Tender

(So, I’ve only got a little bit of a daddy kink and I haven’t fully explored it, but I couldn’t resist writing this one shot.  Hope I’ve done it some justice, and that you all enjoy it <3 Also, gotta dedicate this one to Mia, otherwise I might not have gotten the inspiration.)

It’s the hot pink lace panties peeking out from under your short t-shirt. The scalloped edges curving around your backside, the delectable center of you just barely visible through the design as you kick your feet in the air to the beat of whatever’s playing in your headphones.


You don’t know he’s standing at the door to the bedroom the two of you share, back from a day spent in mind-numbing meetings and only a brief lunch where he’d texted you to say he loved you and hadn’t had time to say anything else. And now here you are, not quite spread out for him, but just as tempting a sight. His blood’s already starting to burn southward, stomach tightening as a slow grin spreads across his face.

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silvershewolf247  asked:

Sambucky Headcanon: Sam tried, he really tried to keep his nose out of the journals, but when Bucky left one out of the counter, all willpower was lost. Sam reads through the journal, reads things about his and Steves past, avoids anything that seems to private, until he reaches the halfway point labeled. 2016 memories and finds details, big and small, about Sam written down.

AAAHHHH bye and sam lowkey feels guilty right but cant fight the smile growing on his face. And the small details are really, /really/ small like “sam made a funny face at something on the tv, it was cute” (with the word cute definitely scratched out) and “sam puts too much salt on his eggs but I like them anyway” and!!! ya boi sam is literally s w o o n i n g at this shit ok. and may be hes in such a state that he doesnt even notice bucky walking into the room and standing right behind him until he hears “ya know if u wanted to read it you couldve just asked” or something like that and sam JUMPS but when he turns around bucky’s not even mad??? he just looks kinda embarrassed and starts to apologize but before he can do that sam says something corny like “you know you couldve told me about the salt on the eggs right?” and they both do the ugli nervous chuckle before doing the Loving Stare™ and!!!

Anyway this is great pls send more!

Just Something About It

A Fluffy Niall Blurb

“I had everything I needed right in front of me.” 

Rebloggable Masterlist || More Niall Writing

Requested: “Daddy!Niall please? Like where you’re pregnant and he’s super excited for the baby?”

(1.6K words)

[A/N]: Sorry it took so long to post and that it sucks! I really wasn’t feeling this one but wanted to honor the request. None-the-less, I hope you somewhat enjoy it!


I never would’ve known, but he couldn’t take his eyes off of me; my rounded belly was limned in the sunlight dripping into the room, and, although he wasn’t really one to pray, he thanked his lucky stars for me and the child I was bringing into the world. I felt serene, exactly like the woman he had fallen in love with all those years ago, the woman he falls in love with more and more every day.

Silently, sleepiness begins to give way to wakefulness as I began to turn in my sleep, but Niall put his hand out to stop me. It was twenty weeks in and I still tended to roll in my sleep.

At the feeling of Niall’s hand on me, I began to awake. I let out a little groan and raised my arms above my head to stretch before finally peeling my eyes open. I had been laying on my left side, so I rolled to my right, facing Niall. Even after six years, I found myself amazed at the love in his eyes when he looked at me. At times, I almost felt like I didn’t deserve how well he treated me, but I did everything in my power to make sure he knew that I loved him just as much in return.

“Morning, sweetheart,” he grinned, his hand coming to cup my cheek. Niall’s thumb worked small lines up and down my cheekbones, and I nuzzled into the touch.

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Me watching Stalia - Teen Wolf 4x07

MALIA WALKING IN ON STILES AND SCOTT LOOKING ALL FIERCE AND IS LIKE WE FOUND THE PACK BUT THEY ARE DEAD AND STILES IS LIKE OMG YOU DIDNT SEE ANYTHING RIIGHT THAT SUCKS YOU LIKE NICE WITH RAIN WATER ON YOU

MALIA LIKE DOESNT MEAN IM GONNA DO GOOD AND STILES LIKE WELL AND SHE IS LIKE WELL WHAT AND HES LIKE ITS DO WELL NOT DO GOOD AND SHE FREAKS OUT

STILES HOLDING HIS PENCIL IN HIS MOUTH LIKE MALIA DID WITH THE HIGHLIGHTERS 

STILES AND MALIA BOTH LOOKING AT THE EXAM LIKE ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME

STILES FACE WHEN MALIA IS LIKE BUT FIRST TELL ME WHAT YOU ARE HIDING FROM ME BEFORE  I OPENN THE DOOR AND HER SAYING SHE CAN HANDLE IT

STILES AND SCOTT ON THE SPOT AND SHE IS LIKE I KNOW I AM ON THE LIST HOW MUCH AM I WORTH AND STILES IS LIKE YESS

MALIA LIKE SCOTT IS WORTH 25 KIA 6 THEY WILL TAKE YOU GUYS WAY BEFORE ME AND STILES IS LIKE ITS PROGRESS GUYS

STILES HOLDING MALIA WHILE SHE IS SLEEPING WHILE TEHY TALK ABOUT MONEY PROBLEMS AND HOW IT COULD HELP AND HIM RUBBING HER ARMS

STILES LOOKING BACK AT MALIA AFTER HE TELLS SCOTT SOMEONE HAS TO GO UP THERE BECAUSE PEOPLE ARE LOOKING FOR THEM

STILES TELLING SCOTT THAT PETERS NAME IS MISSING ON THE DEADPOOL WHICH MAKES HIM LUCKY AND IF SHE FINDS OUT SHE WILL GO TO HIM AND HE WILL TWIST HIS WAY INTO HER LIKE HE DOES WITH EVERYONE

SAYING PETER IS NOT ONE OF THE GOOD GUYS AND SAYS IF SHE FINDS OUT ABOUT HIM SHE IS GONE AND SAYING THATS WHAT PETER WANTS

STILES GENTLY WAKING MALIA UP FROM HER NAP

STILES TOUCHING HER FOREHEAD TO SEE IF SHE IS WARM AND PUSHES HER HAIR BACK

THE WAY HE TOUCHES HER CHEEKS LIGHTLY

THE WAY SHE SEEMS STILES BLURRY WHEN HE SAYS HE HAS TO LEAVE FOR A FEW

THE WAY SHE DOESNT WANT HIM TO LEAVE BUT NOW UNDERSTANDS THAT THIS IS HER PACK AND YOU HAVE TO PROTECT YOUR PACK BECAUSE THEY ARE FAMILY

STILES PUTTING HIS JACKET ON MALIA BECAUSE SHE IS COLD

STILES SOFTLY PUSHING HER HAIR BACK SO HE CAN LOOK HER IN THE EYES BEFORE HE LEAVES

THE WAY SHE LOOKS AT HIM WITH HOPE SAYING YOURE COMING BACK RIGHT?

THE WAY HE RESPONDS WITH YA ID NEVER LEAVE YOU BEHIND WHILE HOLDING HER CHEEKS AND LOOKING AT HER WITH TEARS

THEM LOOKING AT EACH OTHER LIKE ITS THE LAST TIME AND STILES CARESSING HER FACE LIKE SHE’S THE MOST IMPORTANT THING 

MALIA SMILING WHILE HE KISSES HER FOREHEAD

STILES HOLDING HER HAND AND NOT WANTING TO LET GO

MALIA CLOSING HER EYES AND CCRYING AND GOES DOWN NOT WANTING TO WATCH STILES ACTUALLY LEAVE

STILES NOT WANTING TO LOOK AWAY FROM MALIA OR LEAVE BECAUSE HE PROMISED HE’D NEVER LEAVE HER

WATCHING THE DOOR CLOSE AND THEY ARE SEPARATED

MALIA LOOKING DISAPPOINTED AND MAD AFTER ALL THIS IS OVER BECAUSE SHE SAW THE DEADPOOL LIST

STILES NOT KNOWING SHE DID AND RUNS TO HER SIDE AND ASKS IF SHE IS ALRIGHT WITH HIS EYES NOT LEAVING HER FACE

MALIA NOT ANSWERING AND PUSHES HIS HAND AWAY

STILES SCARED LOOK WHEN SHE BRINGS HER HANDS UP AND ACTUALLY WALKS AWAY FROM HIM

MALIAS FACE WHEN SHE LOOKS AT HIM THE WAY HER FACES SAYS YOU HAVE BETRAYED ME YOU WERE THE ONLY ONE I FULLY HAD TRUSTED IN MY HEART AND YOU KEPT THIS FROM ME YOU ARE THE LAST PERSON I THOUGH WOULD EVER HURT ME YOU ARE MY ANCHOR HOW COULD YOU I NEED YOU AND NOW I HAVE NO ONE LIKE SHE JUST FOUND OUT HER DAD ISNT EVEN HER REAL DAD

MALIA WALKING OFF AND STILES REALIZING WHAT SHE HAS SEEN AND BREAKS DOWN AND DOESNT KNOW WHAT TO DO

MALIA I AM FUCKING GLAD YOU LEFT STILES YOU CANT JUST EXPECT HER TO BE OKAY SHE NEEDS TIME AND LIKE SHE TRUSTED YOU MORE THAN ANYONE IN THE PACK, YOU ARE THE ONE PERSON SHE TOLD THE TRUTH TO AND GOT SUPPORT FROM WITH SINCE SHE TURNED 

I NEED THE NEXT EISODE RIGHT NOW PLEASE MOONDAY HURRY UP AND DYALN AND SHELLEY WAS LIKE THEIR FIGHT IS CUTE AND ITS A STEPPING STONE AND BRINGS THM CLOSER AND STONGER BUT IM LIKE HOW COULD IT BE MY HEART CANT TAKE IT