get a baby pug

#NewZalfieHouse

THIS IS NOT A DRILL I REPEAT THINS IS NOT A DRILL ZALFIE IS IN THE SAME HOUSE TOGEHTER LIVING TOGETHER BUT IN ALL SERIOUSNESS THE ZALFIE MOMENTS WE ARE GOING TO GET NOW ARE UNREAL NEXT STEP IS ENGAGEMENT MARRIAGE ZALFIE BABIES AND PUGS ALL THE PUGS THIS IS A GOOD TIME

Please. Just please.

I want- no wait. I need a moment between Stiles and Lydia. Where Stiles is helping Lydia coop with her feelings towards Allison. And it’s not because I’m a heartless stydia shipper, it’s not because I want them to start making out or fall madly in love. I need it because whether you ship it or not, Besides Allison, Stiles is the closest person there is to Lydia. Stiles is one of the few people in Lydia’s life that she has ever been herself with, the only person who’s seen her at her worst and was there for her best. I need Lydia to be there, just mentally falling apart. I need Stiles to notice her irritability in school, and the dark bags under her eyes. To notice the sudden drops in her grades and the lack in effort in her wardrobe. I need Lydia to be withdrawn and angry and bitter at the world. For Stiles to take her to an abandon closet or open locker room. Somewhere they can be alone. I need Stiles to grab Lydia and pull her into a long hug. And when she backs away, saying that she’s okay and everything’s fine I need him to stare at her with serious eyes. I need Stiles to tell her to stop acting so tough, stop trying to act like she’s alright because he knows she’s not, to just let him do this because he knows Lydia needs this. And I need Lydia to sit there for a moment, choking on her tears before crashing into his arms, releasing every bit of guilt, anger and rage she’s been bottling up while her shaking arms wrap around his small frame. I need her to clutch on to the fabric of his shirt so tightly that he thinks it might rip. I need her to bury herself into his shoulder hysterically sobbing, screaming why, why does everyone she loves leave her, why did it have to be her best friend, her sister. And Stiles just holds her in his strong arms, crying softly, petting her hair while quietly whispering good things in her ear. Because he knows exactly how she feels, he knows her pain. Stiles was in her shoes once and he remembers how terrible it felt to lose a loved one. And they just stand there for hours while Lydia tells Stiles all her favorite things about Allison, like the way her nose scrunches up when she’s in deep thought or how prominent her dimples were when she smiled. She tells him the plans they made after highschool. How they were going to share a little apartment together and get a baby pug because Allison loved how cute they looked with their shriveled up faces. I need her to go silent for a moment while she thinks of all the things she’ll never get to tell Allison, like how Stiles and Lydia shared their first kiss or what store had a sale that day. And while Lydia’s eyes start to wet again Stiles grabs her hands. Telling her that Allison is in a better place, she’s finally safe, and watching over them all. How she’s probably siting in heaven right now, with Stiles’ mother, telling Claudia all about the crazy supernatural world while constantly mentioning her favorite banshee with the amazing ability to run in 6 inch heels. And Lydia manages to laugh for second just for a second because right now she knows the future might be absolute shit and sometimes she might find her self locked in a storage closet, crying her eyes out but as she looks to the boy, with the golden brown eyes, she knows that she’s not alone. That she can get through anything as long as her pack is by her side, and her guardian angel is in her heart.

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jay, i just saw this video on america’s funniest home videos, so i had to hunt down the video online…

a baby pug gets stuck in a toilet paper roll. i feel this on a spiritual level.

OH MY GOD

SO TINY

SO STUCK

IM C RYIN