#p:talia

[kole-richards]

After the failed mission and his first encounter with wolfsbane, Kole wanted to do nothing more than to curl into himself. He had called into work and told them that he was sorry for missing one of his shifts but he came down with a nasty bug. Because he was a good worker - and they didn’t have alot of people actually working - they didn’t fire him. They also gave him his next two shifts off which meant Kole had a bit of time to just not do anything. Still, he was worried. He was worried about control. What would happen if he couldn’t control what happened next? It might be met with devastating consequences. He also knew that a full moon was coming. Kole had been through his share and in the past he would just go to the woods in Wyoming and run. It was the easiest solution. No one would ask where he was except maybe his foster parents but after a while they did not care either. Kole figured he would go to the preserve but with the Acetta’s more than likely being on edge, that might not be a good idea. Still, he laid on his couch without a solid plan - wanting to just go eat something and forget everything else. @talblack​

[call-me-stiles]

❛❛ Please stay with me tonight. I don’t want to be alone. ❜❜ @talblack

He was annoyed still. Yet, he couldn’t say no to her. Not when she was like this. “Well, I’m not staying in the apartment with you. You can come to my house. Lydia will be there. Probably sleeping. She does that a lot right now.” Stiles motioned to his jeep. “Come on. I’m sure there is something of Lydia’s you can sleep in. I’ll make the couch up for you.” There fight had kept both of them far from each other. He was still mad about how destructive she was being. Regardless, he knew she was feeling alone. Xavier was working ridiculous hours lately, as was his father, due to the electricity being off for so long. Once they were in the jeep, Stiles turned it on before turning to her. “Have you still been getting high all the time? Are you going to tell your boyfriend?” He wondered if there was something going on there. Were they not seeing each other enough? That would definitely cause problems and he worried about Talia if they broke up. Obviously she could stay at his house or whatever. Even if he was still pretty pissed. He pushed that thought out though. They seemed really in love. Stiles turned the jeep on and backed out before heading to the road. “Tell me what’s going on, T.”

[aurora-prince]

@talblack

Rory did not know what to think. Suddenly everything that she ever read about had the potential to be more than just a fairy tale. How did it happen? How could one person just...turn into some sort of creature? Rory had been sitting there, just minding her own business, when she witnessed that. She was frozen with confusion and fear and whatever the creature was left without even noticing her. She had gone straight to the public library and picked out a few books on supernatural creatures before printing out a few pages from websites she found. Now, however, she was sitting on the steps of said library and just looking over everything. She couldn’t go home. Her mother wouldn’t be there anyway. She never was. Plus, Aurora was incredibly jumpy at the moment. She bit her lip as she read about banshees. They couldn’t be real, right? Surely that was even too much? Her head was hurting with all the new information and if she could she would ask someone but who would even know? She wasn’t close to anyone, not yet, and therefore she didn’t trust a single soul in Beacon Hills. 

[adrianreeves-blog]

☏

“Talia, where the hell have you been? Are you hiding in a cave somewhere? I assume you’re going to this party disguised as a charity event this weekend? I’m really starting to think this Wilson guy likes seeing hot sweaty people all mashed together. Aurora and I are definitely going, so I guess we’ll see you there? You better not be avoiding me. ” @taliaxtyche

[shedd-loft-blog]

Name: Talia Jasmine Bessette Age: 26 Date of Birth: July 19th 1990 Zodiac:  Cancer Gender: Female Eye color: smoky blue Hair color: Dark Brown Height: 5’2 Scars: left knee, right hip. Burns: none Over weight: no Under weight: no

Favourite…

Color: Red Hair color:  Brown Eye color: Green Song:   Movie: T.V Show: Mad Men Food: Carne aside nachos Drink: Bulliet Burbon Video Game: none Place: London, England Animal: Panda Ice cream flavor: Rocky Road

Have you…

Had sex: yes Had sex in public: yes Gotten pregnant: yes Kissed a boy:yes Kissed a girl: yes Gotten tattoos: yes 3 Gotten piercings:  yes Smoke or drank: yes Had a broken heart: many times Been in love: yes Needed surgery: yes Stayed up for more than 24 hours: Yes

Are you…

A virgin: No A cuddler:  Yes A kisser: Yes Scared easily:  No Jealous easily: No Trustworthy: Yes Dominate: Sometimes depending on the situation Submissive: Again depends on the situation In love: Yes. Single: No Taken:  Yes Considered mean: No

Random questions.

Have you harmed yourself:  No Thought of suicide:  Yes Attempted suicide: no Killed someone: yes   Wanted to kill someone: Yes Who did you kiss last: … Last text: Destiny Drove a car:  yes Have/had a job:  yes Favourite soda/pop: Sprite Remix Do drugs:  no

Main Verse: Art Curator/ Gallery Owner

Verses: v:hired help -assassin

[grumpy-franky]

Say you love me to my face, I need it more than your embrace

Time: Tuesday, October 7. Around 8.30 pm.

Place: Franky's hotel.

General Notes: When Franky asked for her shirt back, she was just testing Talia to check if her ex-girlfriend got rid of her stuff. Ego related thing~. She never thought she would have it back and more importantly, she never thought she would meet Tally again. Will they stop being so fucking stupid and get things right?

Comments: Smut tbh

"I'll wait for you in the hall. Don't be late, I have important things to do tonight." It had been thirty four minutes since Franky said this to Talia and hung up the phone. Her ex wasn't late ,yet, she couldn't help but stare at the clock like the girl would come out of there any second.

Despite how nervous she was and basically having a hard time to breathe, Franky was decided to show off strong and calm. She was just failing terribly. If the way her legs were shaking didn't give it away, the nail she just kinda eat definitely would. When did she even put her finger inside her mouth?! "Calm the shit of you, Franky. It is like one of those meets with boring, old people that you don't want to go but they forced you because 'being good on something brings responsibilities' ". And now she was talking to herself. Great.

[herorachelberry]

Alright, so you and I didn't get off to a good start,but let me make it up by saying that you look smoking in that picture you posted. No bad intentions, just a compliment.

I think we can forget that sad episode and leave it in the past as you have been behaving lately.

Thank you so much for the compliment and for take the time to leave this message.

[kole-richards]

Today was much busier than usual. Kole was not bothered, not really, and he kept his smile and level head the best he could. He didn’t really get many customers who were too rude - but even when they did happen occasionally, he tried not to let it get to him. After all, they saw him as a cog in a machine instead of a real person. Which sucked. “That’ll be thirty-two dollars and sixty-seven cents,” he told the girl at the register. She was batting her eyes at him but he was not interested. Dating wasn’t something he thought he would be able to easily do again. It would take a lot to make his heart trust someone. She left and he moved from the register to put some clothes up. The story was a bit dead for the moment so he needed to keep himself busy. Kole looked up and noticed Talia right outside of Macy’s. Kole lit up. “Talia!” he practically shouted as he rushed to the entrance. She was out of his store in the main part of the mall and he couldn’t cross the threshold so he waited. “Hey!” @talblack

[call-me-stiles]

So much had happened and Stiles wasn’t even sure how to process it. He didn’t want to go crying to Lydia or anything like that because he knew that she would start trying to protect him again by shielding him from the uglier sides of the Four Horsemen. That wasn’t fair to him, however, Lydia was doing it out of love. He didn’t want it to go back to how it was before. Stiles had always been an integral part of the pack by always helping with investigating. To lose that now would render him useless. Scott could be trusted but he knew he had a lot on his plate right now. Instead, Stiles just started driving. He wanted to punch something, kick something, do something. it was almost unfair the way their lives were all going. Stiles took a deep breath and looked around. He was near Talia’s apartment but he kept driving. He knew that he shouldn’t be driving in his state and the irony of being killed in a car accident when he had survived so much worse was not lost on him. After driving another ten minutes he realized his jeep was not doing good so he pulled over and turned it off just as it started to rain. @talblack

[call-me-stiles]

Stiles faked frowned before rolling his eyes. “I’m hands down the cutest. Deal with it.” He shrugged his shoulders and tried to keep his eyes off of his bandages arm. “Uh...yeah. It was like you were awake but sleeping. Maybe you were reliving something. You were scared of me almost. Like I was trying to hurt you. I don’t know. It was intense.” The boy sighed. “I shouldn’t have approached you. I should’ve gotten Lydia. But I thought I could help somehow.” Melissa came back in and quickly gave him some instructions. He would be back in ten days to get the stitches out. He had to be careful bathing for a few days. But thankfully nothing bad had happened to his arm or his nerves. His internship was soon and he needed to be able to use everything he had.

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Stiles nodded his head as he tried to think about her history test and not about the impending doom. And he wasn’t even thinking about the four horsemen. Just the stitches that Melissa was now threading into his arm. “Yeah…we can…” he told her, his eyes focusing on her. She was trying to help and he really did appreciate it. “Um…we can also try this uh…this website called quizlet…I can make you a quiz sort of….to practice.” He was doing all he could to concentrate on history tests and Talia but it was incredibly hard. “You’re done. I’m calling your dad and one of you….text Lydia before she kills both of you.” Stiles thanked Melissa before taking a deep breath. It was over. He was okay. There was nothing else to worry about except for a different kind of doom named Lydia. “I’ll just…I think she will be okay. I mean, Lydia. She will just have to know that sometimes shit happens but I’m fine now.” He sounded a bit more sure than he was but it didn’t matter. “Besides. She loves both of us. Me more than you…I’m cuter.” He shrugged and sent her a playful - yet sleepy - smile.

“We can do that. I just need something to study for the next one so I can get a better grade. But I’m already passing the class for now so it’s not too big of a deal.” She had been failing before, so Stiles’ help really did help her a ton with her grades. Thankfully it didn’t take long for Melissa to finish stitching Stiles’ wound up as she spoke again, and Talia nodded as she smiled at Stiles and chuckled at his words. At the same time she pulled out her phone and shot Lydia a quick text explaining what happened and where they were, just praying that the banshee didn’t see it until the morning. The redhead really did need the rest. “Oh I dunno about that, Stiles. I am pretty cute.” She teased as she sat back in the chair and took a deep breath while Melissa left the room. She waited a few seconds before grimacing at the realization that she’d really done this to his arm. “I’m really sorry about this. Was I–… Was I really asleep when I clawed you? I don’t remember everything except waking up and seeing you like that.”

[kole-richards]

His control had never been the best. He had been aware of that and had took precautions everywhere he lived. It was part of the reason why so many people thought there was something wrong with him. It was part of the reason he never had many friends. Sure, he wanted them, but when you disappear every full moon, kids start thinking something is wrong with you. The weirdest rumor about him was that he was a member of a secret cult that performed rituals on the full moon. So weird and yet not as weird as the truth. Now that he was in Beacon Hills, he wasn’t sure where he should go. He had always found an abandoned building or somewhere else he could keep himself locked up. Maybe he could control it now. Every year he had gotten better. Maybe...

The full moon was up and Kole could feel the signs creeping up his back like an unwanted insect. He did what his instincts told him to do - he ran. He was in the preserve soon after. Kole was hoping keeping his mind off of it - thinking about anything but - would help. And if he did change? At least he was out here...

He looked up and spotted a familiar face. Talia. “Um...fancy meeting you here...” he started, the beads of sweat dripping down his face and body. He was only in a pair of joggers. @talblack

[call-me-stiles]

Send me 👀 for a starter of my character being caught spying on yours @talblack

Stiles liked being on a sort of patrol around Beacon Hills. It kept him busy while Lydia was either at the hospital or the sheriff’s station. He had a walkie talkie that would connect him with his dad - or Lydia if she happened to be there - so he was pretty content. He offered words of encouragement and safety to those who were innocent and tried to keep those who wanted to fall into dissent out of that frame of mind. It might have seemed a little vigilante like but he was always fond of the rogue superheros. Stiles heard something so he ducked behind a tree to see what was going on. At first he couldn’t tell what was happening. He heard a voice and then he was called out. “Okay, fine, Talia. But, in my defense, I did not know it was you. I’m just trying to keep the streets as safe as possible.”

[call-me-stiles]

talblack replied to your post: [drunk text]: im iss youu

NOT TRUE ILY

That’s what they all say.

[grumpy-franky]

Uh, hey. Look, I'm sorry I disappeared last week and didn't tell you, but I really don't think that it was necessary for you to not reply to any of my texts when I got home. I, uh, I missed you Franky. I wanted to see you this weekend. Whatever, anyway, I've been looking for you. See you around.

[PM] I thought you were having fun and didn’t want to bother you, that is all. 

[grumpy-franky]

Who are the Cheerios? In case I wanna fulfill my homosexual desires?

I’m there and I’m enough to fulfill your homosexual and your heterosexual desires, why not. If you get me. I promisse.