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( talia yildiz / 28 / she+her ) streaks of light peeking through the clouds after a storm, just beyond it, if you squint, there's a rainbow waiting for you. even after the stormiest of nights, the sun does come out again. a sheltered, naive girl who was told monsters took away a piece of your heart. a family picture fractured right down the middle and never repaired. perfection is an illusion you were forced to be part of. you didn't know the truth then, but you certainly know it now. your kindness isn't weakness, although you were made to believe so. your heart's too big for your body. isn't it such a blessing to feel so much? isn't it? in a moment your life changes. you bury your old self and are reborn into the very thing you feared at night. it has come to take you as it took your sister. a new life that you never asked for is now at your fingertips. you could choose to accept it or choose to end it right then and there. whatever choice you make will have consequences. you hope in the end, they'll be worth it. you choose to continue, to fight, to find the bright side because you were taught to persevere. to grin and bear it. to be a light even when yours felt dim.

#lunarcoveintro

efexumukoroxlc

"Better there than in a tree, I guess." Over his career, Efe had performed more than one such rescue in both directions. Hell, the scar on his hand had sprung from trying to place a baby bird back into a tree. He regarded the cat with a smile. "It may actually have siblings around. It looks pretty young." He shook his head back and forth. "Oh, uh, well...I'm not sure my dog would be a very nice friend. I think you're probably a safer bet." Badger did not necessarily dislike cats, but he was a large, boisterous animal. Gentle play was not necessarily his forte. "And maybe a trip to Caring Claws. Just to make sure they're not chipped, hm?"

taliayildiz

"How many cats have you saved from trees?" Talia thought it was something that only happened on TV shows. She wasn't sure what the true cat-in-trees statistic was, but who better to ask than a firefighter! "Oh my gosh, I didn't even think of that. We have to find their siblings." She began looking inside the bush some more to see if she could find any other furry friends. "That's okay. You can come visit them. I want your dog to remain in good boy status." She beamed, but it soon turned into the smallest of pouts. If there was a chip, it meant that she would have to say goodbye to her new cat friend. "Okay, we'll head there too. If he is chipped and has a family, I'm sure they miss him. I would hate to tear a family apart just because I think I found a kismet kitten."

#thread: efetobo umukoro

cantfightmoonlight

"Not a thing, but thanks for reminding me that you should probably scram. You know, before you, big bad sister, huffs and puffs and blows the house down," She nudged her sister with the edge of her foot from where she had sat on the opposite side of the bed before she willed herself to get up. The full moon was tonight, which meant she only had so little time left before she chained herself up in the basement for the night. This time with silver chains, though she had kept that little detail to herself, not really wanting to deal with her family freaking out at the fact that she was binding herself up with a metal that would sear her skin right off. It at least would keep her in place and the last thing she needed was to black out again when wolfing out and wake up next to the dead body of her neighbor rather than some stranger she'd offed outside of the border of town. "No. I'm not dead. I was injected with a needle and now have super strength, my memories in tact and a bite that can kill you, specifically, in the most incredible and painful way possible. Rawr," She deadpanned. "There is. I took it. Now, tick tock," She tapped her finger against her wrist, waited for her sister to haul ass out of her house. She did momentarily wince, however, at the idea of having a movie marathon to celebrate. What on earth there was to celebrate beat her, but if that was her sister wanted to do so badly then, so be it. "Sure, whatever you want. Now, love ya, but scram." While she did love her baby sister more than pretty much anyone there was, the last thing she wanted to do was talk to her about being a wolf now, let alone talk about it. So, if that was the way the conversation was going, she'd rather her sister speed off to safety, while Kiraz focused on more pressing matters, like raiding her roommate's closet for another pair of sweatpants she could tear to pieces rather than ruin her own clothes.

taliayildiz

"I thought that was just a stereotype perpetuated by pigs?" Talia was trying her best to keep a lightness in the room. Kiraz hadn't exactly opened up yet about how the transformation went for her. Talia's had been traumatic for a variety of reasons. She could only imagine the same for her sister. She was never one to push, but she would share her rose-tinted glasses to keep them both on the happier side. "When you spell it out like that, it makes it sound like superhero side effects. Like Spiderman! Except you weren't bitten by a spider, but the spider would be the needle. Also, he doesn't bite people. It's kind of the same thing." Talia was doing her best to make a point despite her limited superhero knowledge. She rolled off her sister's bed. With the full moon looming over them, there was an urgency for her to leave. There was a part of Talia that believed that Kiraz wouldn't hurt her. If her memories were intact, surely she'd remember her sister while in a werewolf form. It was her optimism and wishful thinking at play. She also didn't want to leave Kiraz alone in her transformation. There was nothing Talia had wanted more than her sisters by her side when she was going through her own. Daniel was nice company. He did the best he could despite the two of them being strangers. Kiraz didn't have to be alone in this, despite always choosing to carry her burdens alone. She lingered by the door a bit, rocking back and forth on her heels to stall for time. "Okay, so, maybe not a werewolf-themed movie night. Maybe dinner at Tatlı or shopping at the mall? Just ... sisterly bonding time." Talia wouldn't say it out loud for Kiraz's sake, but she was happy that her sister had survived the transformation. The last thing she wanted to do was make it a big deal. To Talia, it was a big deal. She had lost two sisters. The thought of losing another was unbearable.

#thread: kiraz yildiz

solissideup

Lupe was pulling on her pants when she heard Talia finally say something. This wasn't the first time the other woman attempted to bribe her to stay, and it wouldn't be the last. It was, for a moment, tempting. But only a small moment, because Lupe wouldn't allow herself anything more. Her job was too important and she was too invested in it. It was better this way, easier to keep a distance. She finished zipping her jeans up before she moved back over to the bed, sitting down and leaning over Talia. She reached out to brush some hair behind her ear. "You know I can't, pajarito." The name slipped from her mouth without her even thinking about it. Talia's suggestion sounded oddly like a date. Lupe pulled back. "Maybe another time."

taliayildiz

The dance that they found themselves in was one Talia knew all too well. She hadn't exactly caught on fast, but had memorized the steps by heart. It didn't make the goodbyes any easier. She was great at masking her disappointment. Talia was hopeful by default. Someone who chose to see the brighter sides even in the gloomiest of situations. Some would call her naive, others some not-so-nice words, but Talia didn't care. She had set herself up for heartbreak, but her attachment to Lupe was too deep that she didn't want to be the one to cut the threads. There was still that silly hope aching in her chest that something could change. "I know, I know, I just thought ... I'd try again." Her gaze softened at the nickname. Heart skipping at the affection, it dared to leap from her chest. "You said that last time." And the time before, and the time before, and- "Would it really be so bad if you took one day off? You deserve a break. You work so hard." She smiled, soft and sweet. "Does it sound more tempting if I win you the stuffed bear?"

#thread: guadalupe solis #now why'd you have to give her a cute nickname when you're being a meanie :///

gazingatmestarry-eyed

Their hot girl walks were practically a ritual at this point. Sun-Hee wore a dark blue, matching set and oversized sunglasses. Her long, dark shiny hair swished with every step, tied up with a scrunchie that matched her set. She was in the middle of explaining the disaster that was her latest situationship, when something began to rustle in nearby bushes. "Aw, a kitty!" The witch exclaimed. To the offer of co-parents Sun-Hee almost said yes, but then she heard the vampire think that she didn't really want to be. "No way! He's all yours." Her lips pursed before she nodded in agreement. "Definitely a bath. Should we go back then?"

taliayildiz

There were a few things in this world that were sacred to Talia. Her matching bunny with Leyla, which she had had since childhood, friendship bracelets, and hot girl walks with Sun-Hee. Any time she could spend with people she adored was time well spent. She opted for a cute, pink active dress. Her ponytail bounced in time with the swish of Sun-Hee's own hair, the movements feeling like a dance. "They're so cute." Talia cooed at the tiny kitten. "You can visit them whenever you like! Obviously, you'll be the best kitty aunt to have ever walked the earth." Talia beamed at her friend, her eyes turning into happy little half moons. "I think we should. I don't know how he'd do on a hot girl walk." She paused. "I'm sorry for cutting our hot girl walk short. I didn't know I'd be chosen by the universe today."

#thread: sun-hee st. james

darkest-andy

Andy had never met someone who was less the embodiment of the 'vampire' stereotype than Talia. For someone who couldn't go into the sun, she was pretty much the personification of sunshine. And like the sun, she seemed to have a gravity that pulled Andy in regardless of how much she complained about the other's excessive chipperness. And apparently that also came with a lowered sense of self-preservation, the other bee-lining for the sound in the bushes before Andy even had the time to protest. Yes, they were vampires, but that didn't mean they had to head towards the unknown at full speed. Somewhat unfortunately, it was a kitten that Talia scooped out of the bush, holding to her cheek. "No." Andy quickly replied when asked if they wanted to co-parent. "And you're not a witch, you don't need a cat."

taliayildiz

Talia had always prided herself on her ability to befriend just about anyone. She was used to pricklier personalities. She adored Kiraz with every fiber of her being, but it was no secret that the sisters were like day and night. In a way, Andy reminded Talia a lot of her sister. A little rough around the edges, but with time, Talia knew how to break her down. The immediate "no" didn't take the vampire by surprise. Though a pout worked its way onto her lips. She wasn't too upset by the decline of co-parenting; Talia was more than happy to keep the kitten all for herself. "Not every witch has a cat!" Talia countered, her voice pitched up to an almost whine. "I saw one the other day with a bearded dragon. So, a vampire can totally have a cat companion." Talia held the kitten out further, her eyes pleading. "Look at him, he's so cold and tiny. We can't just leave him out here. What if something bad happens to him?"

#thread: andromeda zhou #that works!

faerietothe-otherside

Rangi, sat on a bench not far from the disturbance, dragged her gaze over to Talia, bent into the bushes. Her face twisted up for a moment, before she let out a long breath. She tucked the flask back into her jacket pocket and stood on wobbly legs, meandering over, a lopsided smiled already plastered to her face. Laughter bubbled in her chest. "Cat distribution center..." she muttered under her breath with a chuckle, shaking her head. The tiny critter mewed at them and she felt her heart flutter. "It's so small," she whined, reaching out. She shook her head. "No, please, I'm already a mother of two little rascals. I can't handle a third."

Rangi swayed on her feet a little, thinking. It took her a long moment to reply again. "I've got cat food at my house. And cat shampoo. It's not far from here, if you wanna go back there to clean them up?"

taliayildiz

Talia looked back and smiled at Rangi. "I've heard it so many times. I didn't believe it until I heard it myself. They weren't wrong! I think there's some person out there leaving little cats for people to take home." She returned her attention to the kitten, smile growing. Her heart clenched from cuteness when the tiny creature mewed in their direction. "They are! I haven't seen a kitten in so long. I forgot how tiny they could be." Talia moved closer to Rangi so the kitten was in reach. "Fair! Then you can have kitten visitation whenever you'd like."

She noticed the light swaying. Talia found that ever since Leyla had left, she noticed the little things. Patterns, shifts in moods, she was on high alert for those changes after keeping an eye on them when it came to parents. Talia moved closer to offer sturdiness if Rangi needed it. "If you don't mind sparing some food and shampoo, then, yes, that would be perfect.

#thread: irirangi hira

waywardesouls

“Oh my God, look at them!!” Zuri squealed, making a kissy face to the tiny bundle of fluff. “They're so tiny, I can't believe it!” Reaching out tentatively, careful not to scare the itty bitty creature, she gave it an affectionate pet behind the ears. “Oh no, no. The cat distribution system explicitly chose you. I'll just have to wait for my own kismet kitty,” she sighed wistfully. “I won't say no to godmother though. Or, like, a cool aunt who let's them eat too much kitty treats.” She gave Talia a grin, nose scrunching as she did. “What are you thinking of naming them?”

taliayildiz

"Aren't they! I've never seen such a cuter kitty in my entire life." It was a huge exaggeration. Talia had indeed seen cuter animals. She was just so enthralled by the kitten before her. "Your kismet kitty is coming, I can feel it. Then we can have Kismet Kitty play dates. They'll be best friends. Just like us!" She beamed like the sun itself as she looked at Zuri. "Absolutely, you can be their godmother! As long as there's no cat puke to clean up, I'm with extra treats." Talia tapped her chin thoughtfully with her free pointer finger. "I think I'll call them Aslan. It's Turkish for lion." She smiled. "Okay, should we buy a cute collar and cat toys first or give them a bath?"

#thread: zuri atieno

#open𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗋 ›› location: on a sidewalk somewhere with bushes of course tagging: @lunarcovestarters

"They were right, the cat distribution center is real!" A disturbance had come from the bushes while on her walk. Instead of making the reasonable decision and keep walking, Talia had decided to investigate the rustling. Worst-case scenario, it was a raccoon, and she had to go get a rabies shot. However, it turned out to be the best case possible because in the bush, it was a small kitten. She held the tiny creature to the person walking with her, eyes wide and filled with awe. "I've been chosen. I'm now a mother. I love them so much." Her voice was going up a few octaves as she talked to the kitten. "Unless you want to be co-parents," she added quickly, though she didn't really want to be. Talia was just being nice. "They need a name and probably a bath. Just to be safe."

#i'd like to thank kells for inspiring this #and for aslıhan for having the gifs for it #lunarcovestarter

#closed𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗋 ›› ft. kiraz yildiz location: dhruv and kiraz' apartment tagging: @cantfightmoonlight

"Soooooo your two-month wolfaversary is coming up." Talia was lying on her stomach on her sister's bed, feet up in the air, kicking as she scrolled through TikTok. The Yildiz sisters were no longer human. It was a weird concept to think about. One she tried not to spiral over, but in a way, Talia did feel closer to Leyla, or at least she understood her better. "Are we both technically undead? I forgot how werewolf transformations go. I know I died, super crazy thought, but you just ... suffered?" She asked. "I wonder if they'll come up with a transformation that's less traumatic in the future." That part was mostly muttered to herself. "So, when you're not out under the full moon, we should have a wolf movie marathon to celebrate."

#thread: kiraz yildiz

#closed𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗋 ›› ft. lupe solia location: lupe's place tagging: @solissideup

The morning light had just begun peeking through the curtains. Talia had been awake for a while now. She was a light sleeper, something that developed after Leyla had left. Her child's heart had believed that her sister would come back to them, so she wanted to be awake in case she did, but the moment never came. She was propped up on her elbows as she watched Lupe get ready. This was the routine they found themselves in. Their night together was always fun, but once morning arrived, that was the end of them until the cycle continued. "Are you sure you can't take the day off?" Brown locks cascaded over her shoulder like a waterfall. Talia's voice was soft, vulnerable even. She was too open. A fact she knew all too well, but she couldn't help looking at Lupe, doe-eyed, hope aching in her chest. "We could go to Pier Pressure. Ride a few rides, eat endless sugar, and maybe win a ridiculously oversized stuffed animal?"

#thread: guadalupe solis

firstxclassxtrippx

Open starter @lunarcovestarters

Option A Location: Rose Tinted

Dying had, of course, not been part of his planned itinerary in this bizarre little town, but the few days in the hospital, leading up to his release early that morning, had proven somehow even more frustrating. Tripp could recognize this instinctual reaction stemmed from a sort of dull shock, an attempt to latch onto the concrete when everything suddenly felt so abstract. If he could be annoyed at something, anything, he did not have to think too strongly about his current circumstances. He was dead. He was now something else. Big deal. He still had work to do. This place, however, proved a little pink for his liking, and the décor leaned a little on-the-nose for his tastes.

The meeting he had missed in it, however, was supposed to be over tea, which he did know how to take, but sunlit rendezvous seemed to be out-of-the-question for the moment. Still, Saturday evening drinks were not a bad place to talk business, even if the storeowner he was meeting was running late. "Excuse me." He leaned to the person seated beside him among the tables with a pristine smile. "This is a genuine question. Does this taste burned to you, or is it me? I think this champagne's been frozen in the bottle." Most things simply did not taste good anymore, he was quickly realizing.

Option B Location: Drop It Like a Squat

Power. He still could not believe the utter power coursing through him. He could leap higher, lift heavier, run faster, and punch harder. For some time now, he had been jumping rope in front of one of the mirrors, entirely unfatigued. The sensation was downright intoxicating, as though he had finally cast off limitations he did not even know were holding him back from achieving his true potential.

"You know, friend, I thought vampires weren't supposed to have reflections," he hummed, cocking his head to one side but not interrupting his own flow. "But here I am." He smiled. "That said, I didn't know 'vampire' was a thing a person could actually be either. Do you ever get used to it?" Tripp smirked. "This is a cool place, though. Have you been a member long?"

He was on a day pass because while he was still staying at the Emerald Hotel, he did not like hotel gyms. No one ever wiped them down, and a treadmill and a few measly dumbbells were less conducive to anything but looking busy.

taliayildiz

option b.

If Talia was going to work out, Follow My Lead was her go-to place. As a young girl, she had always admired ballerinas. Their grace and discipline were something she wished she could emulate. For two years, she had been going to classes. Her skills were nowhere near Swan Lake debut, but it had become a fun pastime. Recently, she had started going to Drop It Like A Squat. While Talia wanted to be graceful, she also wanted to be strong. There was no denying she was someone with a soft and squishy center. She wished that she could be as fearless as Kiraz. She could never come close, but the least Talia could do was train.

With her pink boxing gloves in hand, Talia was ready to show the punching bag who was boss when she heard a voice call from behind her. She brightened at the word friend, beaming at this new friend as he spoke. "I hear it's a common misconception. Like sparkling! I was excited at the thought of being shiny when I stepped out into the sun .. but that never happened. I just got burnt." Twilight did not prepare her for life as a vampire. Daniel had told her as much, but Talia still held hope for the little things.

"Kind of? It still feels weird some days. Sometimes I think if I close my eyes, I'll wake up and be human again. I'm sure after a century or two, you get used to it." Being undead was a learning curve. It's not the life Talia had expected for herself, but it was the one she had been given. She was making the most of it. "Nope! I started coming here a few weeks ago. I thought I'd try some fighting classes. You look new. I haven't seen you before. Which makes sense because I just started coming here, as I said like two seconds ago."