#wildlingmalia

[importantcrusadeblaze]

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      “Does it matter?” He raises his brow, attempting to emphasize his point. “You’re still hurt.” As much as he wants to trace his finger over her wound and check for spare damage, all he can do is let his eyes wander across it. “At least tell me who did this.”

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[heartsofvalora]

@wildlingmalia ›› barry sc.

“You need to get out of the way-- you’re gonna get hurt.” 

[dalphahale]

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Derek scratched the back of his neck and shook his head gently. “I mean, we could go to the diner or something?”

[neverwholelahey]

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Isaac wrapped his arms around Malia, and held her close as he let the cover drop down again. "I won't let go. Never. I promised I'd keep you safe, and I will." He murmured and pressed a kiss to her cheek. "You're safe here, inside, away from the storm." He murmured as he rubbed over her back. He was doing his best to sooth her.

[themythscometolife]

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“Uh... Hey. Sorry. Am I in your way, ma’am?”

[willsavethem-a]

     “You’re gonna pass your finals, Malia. You’ve been working harder than anyone — I have no doubt that you’ve got this.”

          ( @wildlingmalia | starter call. )

[biteytm]

He’s not claiming to be a know it all when it comes to the supernatural ( he’s not old enough for that ) and he’s seen things that shouldn’t exist but were-coyotes? “That’s a thing?” A scoff leaves his lips, skeptical despite the glowing blue eyes he’s seen for himself, “What the hell is a were-coyote?”

@wildlingmalia || liked this for a starter!

[heartsofvalora]

@wildlingmalia ›› scott sc.

“Hey...” Scott scuffed his shoes against the floor, leaning against the door frame; watching Malia. “Do you wanna come out for dinner?”