butterflies

Teacher at the Salvatore School. I may be a human, but I know everything about the supernatural. And I'm very good at finding people. Daughter of vampires now trying to help the next generation.

[teachertessa]

alecsaltzman​:

Alec did yoga outside every other day, it helped with his muse and with his anxiety. His last painting was unfinished and he needed any inspiraton he could get. He sat cross-legged on the grass and worked on his breathing when he remembered today was a special date. It ocurred to him, then, that if so many crazier things were real, why wouldn’t the force be? He stared intensely at an empty bottle on the ground and held out his hand as he tried to move it with his mind.  

Tessa had seen the man doing yoga before. It wasn’t that much of an unusual sight, though she was slightly jealous of his grace and balance. She had a slight flirtation with yoga in her early twenties, but it hadn’t lasted when she kept falling over and went home with more bruises than calm. But seeing him staring at a water bottle with his hand extended was new. “Um, what are you doing?” she asked, very confused.

[teachertessa]

xwitchjo​:

“Maybe give them all a pass, just this once.” Josie sat down. “I did kind of terrify them all recently.” She spoke softly, playing with her fingers. “I’m… I’m okay.”

“Hey, it isn’t very fair of you to take all the guilt onto yourself. From what I heard, you weren’t the only thing out there making things difficult. Unless now you’re saying you are responsible for Malivore and all the monsters that came from it,” she pointed out, smiling over at the girl. “That doesn’t sound like you are very okay. You know I’m here if you want to talk about it. I mean, I know I’m new around here, but I do know a lot about magic and darkness. I don’t judge.”

[teachertessa]

xvillainnic​:

Klaus smirked. “Maybe you should put those on pause then.” He suggested. “And get yourself that second croissant.” 

She bit her lip, debating the suggestion for a moment. She really should finish grading the quizzes, but then again, it was making her incredibly depressed with how bad they were. Tessa looked back over at the man and decided on a more bold move. “I will, but only if you join me.”

[teachertessa]

ronniewxlf​:

“No, I insist.” After all Ronnie wasn’t busy and could easily go grab another. “Consider it an offer of friendship.” The wolf could use some after all. “No one is in line. I’ll grab another. It seems you’re working on something important.”

Tessa felt her cheeks heat up, feeling bad for taking the food from the girl still. But she insisted and said it was an offer of friendship, which she wasn’t able to turn down because of that. “Okay then. I mean, I don’t know how important it is. Just a pop quiz that my students sucked at,” she admitted, looking down at the papers with a frown before taking a bite of the croissant.

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tobiasxdanvers​:

It was an agonizingly slow process but it felt so good to close his eyes on his bed. Tobias knew that Tessa had no idea the utter cruelty and depravity that his sire had been capable. She looked like an angel but was the very devil herself. She had no idea the vile things she manipulated him to do. “The world is a dark place.” He could agree with her there. “But I won’t bring the devil herself to this doorstep. I can’t…” 

Taking a few deep breathes, the male was able to raise his shirt, the gashes still oozed but had stopped bleeding thankfully. “A bag of blood…better make that two…please?”

“It can be. But that doesn’t mean there isn’t light too,” she argued, fixing his pillows to try and make him more comfortable. “I think it’s far too late for that, Tobias. There are lots of devils out there and considering I have heard that the dead are returning, any that come here won’t be your fault.” Tessa tilted her head to the side, examining him. “You can drink from me. I don’t mind. And the fresher the blood, the better it will help you, right?” she stated, offering her wrist to the man. “Go ahead. It’s okay.”

[teachertessa]

originxlwitch​:

“It seems you have me at a disadvantage: you know who I am yet I don’t even known your name.” Esther gestured for her guest to take a seat, a quick wave of her hand sealing the room from any intruders. “You ask for my story but I don’t know if I have much of a story to tell.” She sighed, her gaze distant. “I was just a mother who wanted the world for her children.”

“Well, it’s not that much of a disadvantage. I’m a nobody,” she stated with a shrug. It wasn’t like she had any power or hidden motives. “I’m Tessa Carson. I teach supernatural history at the school. I’ve done lots of research on the origin of vampires. I pretty much know it all, but then again, all that I know is from the Originals, people who knew them. Not necessarily from the person who made them,” she explained, taking a few steps more into the room. “That is understandable. Every parent wants that. But did you have any idea of the consequences, of what would require them to be immortal and strong? Did you approve of the way your husband hunted them down? Did you want to fix your mistakes because of Dahlia or because you regretted what you made them into?” she asked. “I’m not asking to be rude or hurt your feelings. I genuinely just want to know. All the stories sort of paint you as a horrible person, but I don’t think it’s as simple as that.”

[teachertessa]

edricxhanley​:

“And today’s youth wonder why the older generation is so concerned about them and how they’ll end up.” Eric commented, giving a laugh as he sat down across from her. “How are you Tessa?”

Tessa was quick to look up at the familiar voice, hoping it was real and that Eric was actually there. And he was, sitting across from her like it was nothing. “You’re here!” she declared, jumping out of her chair and into his arms, hugging the man tightly. “I’m so happy to see you! I’m so much better now that you’re here!”

[teachertessa]

originxlwitch​:

“Did you find it?” Esther called from the back room as she dragged herself away from her work. With her resurrection still weighing heavy on her mind, she had turned to magic for answers. But the reluctance of local witches to do business with her had forced Esther to resort to more… Covert means of obtaining ingredients. “The viking ash? You won’t get paid if you don’t… Oh.” She sighed as stepped into the other room, fixing her guest with a frown. “It’s you. What do you want?”

“Well, word gets around about the Original Witch coming back to life. And as a researcher, I wanted to see for myself,” Tessa explained, her arms crossed over her chest. “I also wanted to hear about your side of the story. Hearing about history from only one point of view leaves out a lot. And how many opportunities will I have to ask about it from the person who created vampires?”

[teachertessa]

xblasphcmy​:

       upon hearing about the dead body that was found decapitated and tortured, there was no doubt in her mind that some were already talking about it. how horrible it was and how could someone do something so inhumane and abnormal. seeing the white sheet cover the body , Juliette spoke as she looked through the pictures she took . everyone leaving the scene but her and her partner. “—-actually, dragging is steeped in English history. back in the 11th century, drawing and quartering was a common form of punishment for all to see. “ She stated . “ in fact, they would also disembowel and behead the victims when they were done with them . contrary to popular belief, decapitation is not that easy .”  Juliette lightly laughed at that . “ Very messy. . Very bloody. it’s fascinating really. i mean,  whoever did this were really dedicated. I mean it’s amazing how the murderer really had their fun with this one. ” 

        JULIETTE . Her partner , also best friend eyed her and pointed at the family who was near by giving her a shocking look. “Oops…” She apologetically gave them a look.  After a while , her partner commented  that if they didnt know any better , they say she was the killer .  Which only made her laughed at what the detective said as she shook her head . “ If I was the killer there wouldn’t be a body to be found.” she called out jokingly. “ You go ahead . I still need to take a couple pictures . “ She held out her camera and watched him leave and stared to take more pictures of the scene . Moving beyond the yellow tapes and into the woods to see if she finds any clues . Or the head .  

It was something that she had learned over the years that strange crimes could often be attributed to the supernatural. So when word got around about the strange body found, Tessa had taken it upon herself to come check it out and see if maybe it was a student or something that could hurt the students. But just because she knew she should try and figure it out for them didn’t mean she wasn’t chicken about seeing a dead body. So after getting the barest glance at the body, she had hid behind a tree, trying not to freak out. She jumped a bit, a strangled cry leaving her throat when the woman moved further into the woods. “S-Sorry. Just... It’s just a lot.”

[teachertessa]

bcbyfxce​:

“I don’t have a PhD in Biology and Chemistry from MIT for nothing.” She said as she set them on the bed and got a little serving tray to place the items on. “I’ve been in the business for a while. You learn a thing or two about where to get which nutrients. The blood actually does more than you think it does.”

She giggled at the woman’s proud statements, wishing she could say the same. Sadly, her own degree wasn’t that impressive in comparison. “Have you noticed any difference in the intake needs based on vampire age? Desiccation?” she question, wondering if the woman was studying those types of things in her trials. “I also wonder how it would affect the original immortals. You know, Silas and Amara? Their blood intake was rather different from a vampire’s from what I have read.”

[teachertessa]

stolenpieces​:

he  wasn’t  proud  of  it.  there’s  some  kind  of  feeling  in  his  chest  that  aches  with  each  sip  of  another  round  of  whiskey  but  now  is  when  it  was  bad.  those  moments  of  deafening  silence  followed  by  bodies  rushing  by  –  but  none  had  faces  he  wanted  to  see  the  most  in  the  world.  when  he  feels  the  air  shift  and  hears  the  stool  beside  him  squeak,  he  doesn’t  even  need  to  look  at  the  presence  to  know  it’s  there  now.  ❝that  seat  is  occupied.❞  his  voice  is  gruff  with  a  hint  of  exhaustion  lingering  in  it.  by  who?  the  ghosts  of  his  life  of  course,

Okay, the suggestion of a couple shots had left Tessa tiny bit tipsy. And by a tiny bit, her sober brain meant a lot. But in this state, she wanted to argue that she was perfectly fine. Even if she was stumbling a bit. She held onto the bar for dear life as she tried to sit on the stool. Why had she wore heels again? “Hm?” she asked, looking over at the man next to her. “Did you say something?” Tessa question, tilting her head to the side.

[teachertessa]

dialogved​:

the  day  was  slow,  that’s  for  sure,  and  only  left  her  making  a  ruckus  in  the  shop  between  baking  and  deciding  what  the  week’s  menu  should  be.  she’s  almost  thankful  when  the  bell  above  the  door  dings  and  someone  enter’s.  her  head  poked  over  the  display  case  before  standing  up.   ❝what  can  i  you  for?❞  daphne  wondered,  eyes  landing  on  the  figure’s  features.   ❝don’t  say  blueberry  muffins.  i’m  out  of  those.❞   those  were  at  least  a  favorite  to  some.

The shop had quickly become one of her favorites since she came to New Orleans. She was a rather loyal customer in a short amount of time. “I’ve never been a blueberry muffin fan. But I do love your vanilla scones and chocolate croissants. Which is what I’ve come for yet again,” she explained as she came closer to the display case. “Anything new and interesting I should try?”

[teachertessa]

disastergilbert​:

“You see, this is why I celebrate the fact that quizzes aren’t a part of my class,” Jeremy hummed, absentmindedly tossing a pistachio into the air and catching it in his mouth before he leaned back against the table, facing her. “Well. That and the fact that I wouldn’t have the attention span to sit down and grade them. No homework, no quizzes, tests are a physical thing… It’s great.”

“Well not all of us can have giant muscles. Some of us just have their brain that they can work out,” she stated, resting her head against her first. She jealousy watched the man catch the nut out of the air, wishing she was coordinated enough for that sort of thing. “It also helps that it gets the kids’ energy and anger issues out rather than having to sit at a desk for an hour or more,” Tessa stated, giving him that. “Wanna trade classes for a day? I may not know how to throw a punch or something, but I can teach them how to walk in heels for hours at a time,” she joked.

[teachertessa]

bcbyfxce​:

“Hello! Yes, Tessa, is it? Come on in!” Greta said, excitedly patting the spot on her bed before opening a chest on her shelf to get out her blood lipsticks and blood pills. “Blood lipstick and the blood pills, I haven’t had any failures with those so far.”

“That’s me,” she stated, sitting down where Greta told her to and opening her notebook, taking out her pen and clicking it. She made a few notes already as Greta brought them out. “Interesting. How did you get enough nutrients from the blood into the pills and lipstick?” she questioned, picking up one of the capsules and taking a closer look. 

[teachertessa]

bcbyfxce​:

Greta was journaling, writing things down in a chair near her balcony window in her room. She loved the breeze and the busy noise that was happening on the streets below. She heard a knock at her door. “Oh! Come on in!”

“Hey. I think I’m officially unpacked and moved in at the school. It’s shocking,” she stated with a grin, walking into the woman’s place and putting her purse down on a nearby table. “I wanted to come see your invention you were telling me about the other day. I brought my research journal and everything to make notes,” she stated, pulling the book out of her bag.

[teachertessa]

sageandfair​:

“ no…im…I’m sorry ill just um..” sages heart rate picked up as the man barrated her. She haddent ment to bump into him she was just trying to squeeze by. Now he was calling her awful names and getting far too close for comfort, his hand on her shoulder. “ l-let go.”

Seeing the young woman so scared and the man trying to make things worse, Tessa couldn’t help but head over. Not that she would be much help. She had very few fighting skills and was tiny. “Hey, your dad is on the way sweetie. He had a rough day at the station, so we need to cheer him up,” she said, acting like she was the girl’s mother before staring at the man. “Excuse me, could you let my daughter go? I really don’t want my night ruined by my husband having to arrest yet another rude man who can’t keep his hands to himself,” she stated, hoping the hint that a cop was coming would convince the man to leave.

[teachertessa]

tobiasxdanvers​:

Knowing the mortal wouldn’t fully have the strength to carry his weight up the stairs, he breathed in deep; summoning the last of the energy he had to ascend the stairs. The trip was agonizingly slow. All he wanted to do was stop, just close his eyes and allow his body to heal. “My own fault, I thought this place was safe.” He would never be able to stop running, not really and the male knew it. 

For the first time in his second -chance life, he didn’t want to leave again. No longer did he want to live out of a suitcase and a duffle bag, traveling from motel to motel. There were reasons he wanted to stay, to make this town home. Yet all the while, he felt the hope he had been feel was being pulled away from him. 

Slowly, they managed to get up the stairs and Tessa managed to open the door to Tobias’s room. “I mean, once you learn about the supernatural world, you realize nowhere is really safe. Supposed animal attacks and disappearances end up being vampires or werewolves or something else. It’s not even safe when you are one of those things,” she argued, taking a realistic approach to their existence in this supernatural world. She helped him onto the bed before sitting down on the edge. “But that doesn’t mean it’s not worth fighting for the place you want to be or the things you believe in,” she added, gesturing for him to lay down and rest. “Can I get you blood or anything?”