Braeden’s eyes narrowed in concern at his words and she reached out and gently took the dog from him and set the dog down to walk around before she scooted closer to Stiles where they sat. “Is that what this is about?” she asked softly and she reached out absently and took the boy’s hand in her own. “Stiles…you really should talk to someone about things…you can’t bottle things up and then metaphorically take care of them through having a dog or other things,” she uttered gently squeezing his hand.
Stiles let her take the dog and sit it down. He sat back a little as she scooted closer. ”Oh don’t go all psycho analyst on me. I’m fine. I don’t need to talk to anyone.” He said, shaking his head. Stiles wasn’t really good at talking about things that bothered him. He would sometimes make passive aggressive comments or jokes, but that was as far as it went. He didn’t feel like being a burden and unloading stuff that bothered him. He just tended to shove it down and ignore it. He pulled his hand back and looked at the dog again. ”I just like the dog.” He said, simply.
"Are you serious Stilinski? That thing needs to be potty trained and fed and taken care of, the lives we lead don’t allow much time for that"
"But look it at it. How can you say no to this face?" He asked, showing Braden the dog. "I think a dog would be good for me. I don’t have to worry about it running into danger and getting killed, because it feels like it has to save everyone."
RENT Sentence Meme
"Where'd you learn to tango?"
"I'm more of a man than you'll ever be - and more of a woman than you'll ever get."
"I'd forgotten how to smile."
"That's a lie. Just last week I had a tea."
"Thinking of drinking gasoline?"
"I'm looking for baggage that goes with mine."
"There's only us, There's only this."
"I'll cover you with a thousand sweet kisses."
"Control your temper."
"Just let me be!"
"The fire's dead anyway."
"There will always be women in rubber flirting with me!"
"I should tell you..."
"Merry Christmas bitches!"
"I can't take much more of this."
"Give me a break!"
"Take me for what I am."
"Thank God this moment's not the last."
"Measure your life in love!"
"You look familiar..."
"Moo with me!"
"This is not my bar mitzvah!"
"Oh my God, are you okay, honey?"
"Dance a tango to Hell."
"This is weird."
"I'd die without you."
"I'm getting nauseous."
"Will I wake tomorrow from this nightmare?"
"Will someone care?"
"Will I lose my dignity?"
"Aww look at this cute little guy. We’re totally keeping it."
[text] Let’s play a little game called “Chill the Fuck Out” - you’re our first contestant
[sms: Stiles]; You have yet to see me any other way but 'chill', Stiles.
[sms: Stiles]; As I recall I'm not the hyperactive one with sociopathic tendencies.
[sms: Stiles]; Although I am a bit of a sociopath.
[text] You call your normal way of acting chill?
[text] Says the psychopath that’s tried to kill pretty much everyone and won’t stay dead themselves.
best friends who slowly fall in love with each other is what otps are made of
i really want an “i accidentally broke into your house/apartment because my friend lives next door to you and i was in the area, drunk, and i thought i was climbing into the right window and falling asleep on the right couch (and i did wonder when my friend got two cats but i didn’t question it) so now i’m hungover and shirtless in your living room so um hi howya doin” au