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“and that’s fair, i guess-” talia shrugged with a pause as she examined the other woman in front of her and hesitated before continuing. “but that doesn’t mean i’m gonna drop it if i think someone might be in trouble or something. and trust me, worse things have been put on me. i think i can handle it.” she insisted, pausing again as she glanced around and then made her eyes glow a bright blue for a brief moment to let the brunette know that she was a wolf, because she had a sneaking suspicion that it wouldn’t be too much of a surprise. in a blink of talia’s eyes the glow faded as she tried to give a sympathetic half-smile. “you smell off, and i’m worried.”

the fact she didn’t flinch when her eyes glowed an unnatural hue of blue said a lot about allison. about her life, about past, about her experiences. it didn’t say she was reckless or fearless; an icy fog settled in the pit of her stomach. blue meant killer. blue meant murderer. blue did not mean self-defense. allison swallowed, searching for some response. should she run? should she stand her grand? it didn’t actually seem like the werewolf meant to hurt her. she said i’m worried and she sounded worried. still… she was an argent. hunting was her blood, her upbringing, her instincts. “i—who did you kill?” she asked. “i’m not trusting you until i know.” she shook her head. “i can’t. i’m sorry, i can’t.”

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amcliasinclair​:

mia loved going to the coffee haus now more than ever since it was winter and it was finally below fifty degrees in california for the first time in months. that was warm to most places, and the blonde was still in short sleeves, but she didn’t feel weird for wanting a hot coffee now. she walked up to the counter and waited in line to order her latte, but she couldn’t help but feel unsettled by something in the room around her. it was definitely related to her powers, and while she was doing way better when it came to that department, this was a feeling she wasn’t able to just ignore. and when she turned to the corner of the room and saw a brunette trying to bundle up, she got the same exact feeling that she normally did when she saw spirits reaching out to her. a chill ran down her spine, and she tried to just focus on grabbing her latte as she went through the motions of paying the cashier, but she couldn’t avert her gaze across the room as she blinked hard and went to the waiting counter. once her drink was up, she grabbed it and tried to just walk towards the door, but she couldn’t stop herself as she headed towards the older girl. “i’m confused. is that coffee even real?” she blurted out, figuring that she’d look a little crazy talking to a spirit that no one else could see, but she was curious. and the process didn’t freak her out as much as it used to. 

allison blinked once, managing to stop herself from doing it again. she glanced down at her drink, a wrinkle forming before her brows, before looking back up at the other. her shoulders rose in a half-hearted shrug. “it tasted real to me,” she said, “but i’m not some sort of coffee expert or snob.” she’d honestly debated getting a cup of hot cocoa instead but opted for a mocha as a caffeinated middle ground. “maybe they messed up your order?” she offered, feeling a little strange about the turn of this conversation. she supposed she should be grateful. the other didn’t recognize her. this was just a normal chat about coffee. right? maybe the other was socially anxious and trying to get better by forcing herself into conversation. maybe she was just that friendly. some people were. she’d experienced it when she first moved to beacon hills, though high school was a little different. there was always the possibility the other did recognize her and was trying to make sure but for her own sake, allison was pretending that couldn’t be the case.

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It wasn’t his finest moment. Stiles knew that he shouldn’t have sounded so harsh but how or why did this happen? He knew it could. His own girlfriend came back from death multiple times. Yet it still felt like a total shock down to his toes. It was his fault that she was dead in the first place. Stiles had lived with that guilt for so long and at times it ebbed but sometimes in the middle of the night it was so intense it woke him up in a cold sweat. “Wha-what are you….what are you sorry for?” he asked her, his eyes finally meeting hers.

What was she sorry for? She wasn’t a habitual apologizer, yet the words had slipped out before anything else could. Not that there was a script for this. A society acceptable set of lines to run through like when you called someone on the phone. A cold laugh fell from her lips. “I—I don’t know.” Just as Stiles met her eyes, Allison was overcome by the need to avert hers. It was a need to strong to resist. “For surprising you, I guess. For not knowing what to say. For being so flustered.” Oh how she hated being flustered and awkward and at a loss for explanations. Allison pulled her head up, eyes darting around the surrounding coffee shop. No one was looking yet the idea that they were settled heavily on her shoulders. “Can we sit? Please?”

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Katherine Langford as Vesna in The Misguided Official Trailer (2018)

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call-me-stiles​:

Stiles had just gotten back into town after going for his classes with the FBI. Training was tough and there were many times that he wondered if he was doing the right thing. The thing was, he knew that he would be helping the supernatural and making sure that nothing bad happened to those that were not hell bent on torturing humans and burning down the towns they found themselves in. He entered the Coffee Haus, just wanting something hot to drink, when he noticed someone that couldn’t be there. His fingers started to tingle and anxiety creeped like vines through his body. He hadn’t even realized he was getting closer to her but when she spoke, he quickly noticed that he had moved without thinking. “No,” he told her, his voice coming out barely louder than a whisper. 

Somehow, she had spoken to Stiles without recognize. Somehow, for the briefest second, she had forgotten the face of a close friend. But just as the last sound left her lips, things clicked. Allison recognized. And oh God. What sort of greeting was that? Her throat constricted. There was a pang in her gut. “Stiles, I’m-- I’m sorry.” Her chatted clattered as she quickly rose to her feet. “I didn’t mean--I tried to contact you, but--” She began to reach out with trembling fingers, from nerves instead of the cold in that moment, but stopped just short of touching. “I don’t know what to say.”

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skylcrfallon​:

Skylar had been trained properly to be someone that could usually detect the small things that most people overlooked, it helped in her own witch abilities as well so when she noticed the other’s behavior, she couldn’t help but look over with an intrigued expression, especially when that person had died. “I recognize you, used to see you around school.” Skylar states as she raises an eyebrow and points to the whole reaction of being cold. “I’m not sure if that goes away.”

i recognize you. oh, the way the words sunk in like a stone in a river bed. it would be entirely unsurprising to allison if she looked like a deer caught in the headlights as the stranger spoke to her. because she was a stranger. allison didn’t recognize her in return. “i’m--” what? what? “i don’t recognize you,” she said, shaking her head. a strand of her dark hair slipped free from where she’d tucked it behind her ear. “what-- what doesn’t go away?” and who are you? but that seemed rude to ask.

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and the worst part is: i loved you, i loved you, i loved you, it’s true and sometimes i feel like i still fuckin’ do i lived here, i loved here, i bought it, it’s true i’m so embarrassed, i feel abused i feel so used

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talblack​:

talia could tell immediately that something was up , even if it weren’t for the other woman’s jumpy heartbeat . she continued to stare at the brunette for a moment as she tilted her head and raised an eyebrow . it was giving talia a sinking feeling herself , and she didn’t really feel right just walking away and leaving it at that . “ well are you okay ? no offense but you kind of seem a little freaked out . ” she wanted to point out the scent , but she knew she’d sound crazy to most humans by bringing that up so she held off for now .

try as she might, it seemed like allison wasn’t fooling this stranger. maybe she couldn’t. maybe she knew. she hadn’t pushed the point of knowing allison, but maybe she did. or maybe she could hear her heartrate, smell her anxiety. did she smell of decay and death? it was a valid question in this supernatural beacon they called a town. “look--” she paused, sucking in a deep breath as she searched for the words. “i don’t know you. even if i’m not okay, i’m not going to put that on a stranger.” it was the truth, at least.

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location: the coffee haus open

beacon hills wasn’t that cold. not when allison had survived winters in philadelphia and upstate new york. she was pretty sure the residents of beacon hills wouldn’t know their heads from their rears if it started snowing around here. but despite repeating that over and over in her head, it wasn’t sinking in. she was cold. couldn’t wrap her thick cardigan tight enough cold. knee high socks weren’t good enough cold. hot caffe mocha couldn’t warm her up cold. at least, it hadn’t yet; allison brought her drink to her lips again, hoping it would finally do the trick. as the rich liquid hit her tongue, she noticed the figure lurking over her. she swallowed as her stomach did a somersault. was it someone who recognized her? they were looking expectantly. “sorry, i think i spaced out. did you say something?” she asked.

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talblack​:

talia noticed a strange scent almost immediately when she looked up at the other woman and furrowed her eyebrows , trying to get a sense of what exactly she was smelling . she could only describe it as dirt , mixed with mothballs . it wasn’t a pleasant scent , but it was definitely intriguing . usually even if humans had some kind of body odor , their scent wasn’t like this . it was something else , but what it was exactly was a complete mystery to talia . she handed the bills back to the brunette and nodded slightly , tilting her head as she tried not to make a visible face of disgust at the stench . but it was evident on her face as she fought the urge to cover her nose . “ do i know you ? sorry , i don’t mean to be all blunt but you look kinda familiar . ”

allison could feel her heart sinking as a confused and disgusted expression took shape on the stranger’s face. “i-- i don’t think so,” she said, even it felt like a lie in her mouth. a lie that tasted like dirt and flower blossoms. no, this person was a stranger to her, but allison probably wasn’t to them. would the local news have run the story with one of her old school pictures? what was the title of the story in the local paper? what excuse had her friends, her father, and the sheriff come up? high school senior dies in mugging gone wrong? no one had told her at the sheriff’s station. but though she knew her heartrate had sped up as all those thoughts crashed down on her, she refused to show them on her face. “sorry, i don’t recognize you at all.”

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talblack​:

talia hadn’t even been back in beacon hills for more than twenty-four hours, and all she could think about was her anxiety now that she was home . her and her brother jake decided to take a sibling retreat up in washington to get away for a little bit , and she was tempted to just not come back at all . everything in town had been quiet as far as over the top supernatural occurrences , and she really did enjoy going out into the wilderness up north for a bit for winter break . plus, jake helped her apply for colleges while she was up there and she was finally set to start at northern california community college to get her associate’s degree . it was a start , and that was what mattered . but her brother was more responsible than her , and was the one who insisted they needed to actually come back to california . and she did miss her friends, even if washington was beautiful . everything just felt too calm, though.. that’s how things always were before they got really bad in beacon hills, so her guard was definitely up . but her worrisome state was interrupted by something falling down near her , and she didn’t even hesitate to bend down and pick it up for the person walking by that dropped it . “ hey , is this yours ? ” 

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she could measure the time since she’d opened her eyes in hours not days. she had called her father, but been unable to get ahold of him. she had tried the mccall’s, but no one was home. so she had tried the sheriff’s station. that had gone marginally better at least, though the officers had looked at helplessly. what do you do with a dead girl walking? file a report, get her a change of clothes -- sweatpants and a baggy white shirt traded for a black, dirt-covered funeral dress -- and hand her thirty dollars to get herself something to eat while they figured things out. even though her hands had been shaking as they spoke to her in gentle tones, it wasn’t from hunger. or she didn’t feel hungry, at least. just shakey. just cold. just confused. another she didn’t feel, apparently -- the money falling out of her pocket. allison startled and turned to face who’d spoken. don’t look spooked, she told herself, though she wryly suspected she looked like a dear in the headlights. her gaze flicked between the woman’s face as the bills in her hand. “uh, yes.” allison offered her a smile that didn’t reach her eyes and reached for the bills. “can’t believe i almost lost that. thanks.”

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i think? everyone is following me so hello! different name but i played isaac here for a very long time but sadly lost muse for him. when i saw the revamp & the chance to play a different character, i jumped on it, and i’m excited to be back. i am currently making dinner but feel free to hmu for plots and stuff.

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I was a really left of centre kid growing up. I was a national swimmer and then I wanted to be a singer and then acting came on in. I’m a Taurus [laughs].

Happy 21st Birthday Katherine Langford!

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