wanderlust

tessa elaine hanson, 26, untriggered werewolfi wish i could say i am a light that never goes out, but i flicker from time to timeowner of haus of art

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ezraflemming·:

When the ferris wheel fell, all Ezra could think about was the fact he considered burning it down a few hours beforehand. He wondered if there could be such a thing as a werewolf fortune teller, and if there was, he would be the greatest. Forget being an failure of an alpha after that. All the same, a member of his pack was gone and he didn’t help, nor did he save them. Instead he found a person he hadn’t met before, getting trampled and stomped on, and decided to stick up for her. Maybe he saved her life, maybe he just saved her from a concussion. It only proved he was not meant to be alpha. As much as he hated it, despised that fact about himself, he was beginning to come to terms. Didn’t prevent him from feeling like shit about it. 

He had tried to think of an excuse to get out of meeting the woman he saved, unwanting of any praise that may escape her lips. Ezra didn’t deserve it. He had failed at the excuse too, regretting it more and more as he walked up to the shop, instantly spotted by the person swimming around his brain at the current moment. A smirk at her question arose at her question, him still being able to put on his usual face. 

“Not always. There’s a couple days here and there,” he offered, almost taking pity on her. “That’s what the coffee is for. You got some yet?” he raised his eyebrows, gesturing inside the warm building.

Tessa pulled the cardigan tighter around her, offering him a small smile at his words. “You don’t have to lie, you know. Moving up north... I mean, I figured I’d have to deal with some cold.” It didn’t seem like there would be many warm days here, and she figured she’d have to piece together a warmer wardrobe. She’d already started buying Landon some warmer clothes, anything to keep her little brother warm. A particularly chilly breeze drifted past, and she could barely stop the grimace that came over her cheeks.

Maybe she’d get used to it.

“No, I was waiting to make sure you’d show up.” She moved to the door, holding it open for him. “It’s the least I can do after you--” She found herself trailing off, not quite sure she wanted to say out loud that she could’ve been hurt a lot worse. “You first.”

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Tessa found herself bundled up in her fluffiest cardigan as she waited outside of the local coffee shop, waiting for Ezra to show up. Landon was already inside of the coffee shop, his own cash in hand, told he could buy whatever treats he wanted. And, boy, did that kid love a good muffin. She looked down at her phone, trying to check the time again as she looked around. She vaguely remembered the face of the man who’d saved her, stopped her from being essentially a human stampede victim. Mostly, though, she just remembered Landon’s face as she finally made it home--worried he’d just lost the last of his family, too.

She caught sight of a familiar shade of blonde, one that she thought she recognized. “--Is it always this cold?” she asked him, hating how the cold weather made the cut on her forehead ache. “I kind of get Arizona snowbirds now. I miss the heat.”

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casimirwalsh·:

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Casimir had just been handed a big cup ofcoffee but the barista as he felt something tingling in the back of hishead. At first, he ignored it, absently stirring the beverage as he looked fora good place to sit down. As he gazed over the little crowd that was already seated,the feeling of something hit him again – with more force as his eyes landedon the back of a woman sitting alone. Casimir was not the one to ignore thefeelings of something, and made his way over to her. Indeed, hisintuition had not failed him. Seeing her face, the feeling got a name.Familiarity. He smiled. “Now I was pretty sure that I would never see youagain.” He did not wait for an invitation before sitting down. “It’s been ages…”

Tessa had needed some fresh air after the aftermath of the Carnival falling apart and the night itself that had followed. She had to say, getting trampled within her first two weeks in town had not been the plan. Her forehead was still sporting some pretty nasty stitches, a few bruises littering her body, and she’d been told to take it easy. And Landon... he’d been left alone while she was stuck in the hospital, unable to help him. Taking him out for coffee, even though she’d only let him get the pastries, seemed like a fair enough pay off. He had just walked over to the bathroom when she caught sight of someone she hadn’t seen in years. Cas. Her gaze quickly dropped to her mocha, wondering if she should be happy to see him or not. He’d been great company, and in all honesty, she’d wanted nothing more than to go back and travel with him once she’d left... but she hadn’t been able to. And now he was here, and, unfortunately for her, sitting down in her little brother’s spot. “I guess it’s just a small world, Cas. Moved here about two weeks ago, give or take a few days.” She offered him a tense smile. “Are you from here?”

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oheric·:

Eric had gotten the facebook message late in the night, someone needed his help and they had been sent his way through a mutual friend, Mark. Mark had been someone Eric had travelled with, trusted and spent countless full moons with, so when his friend, Tessa Hanson as it said on her facebook, messaged him asking for her help he had agreed – only after he had called Mark and asked if he was sending him into a meeting with a hunter because he had pissed him off by forgetting his birthday or something.

She had chosen to meet by the Ferris Wheel, which Eric thought was quite funny to potentially meet at one of the busiest rides at the carnival, maybe it was for her safety – after all she knew what he was and that he was Mark’s friend, but that didn’t guarantee she would be safe so maybe a populated area had been strategic on her part. He made it through the crowd, smiling at the familiar faces, a beer in his hand as he finally arrived in front of the Ferris Wheel. She wasn’t hard to pick out in the line, even though she was much shorter then he was and the general population but she looked like her profile picture, except for the sadness he could see in her eyes. Eric couldn’t help but chuckle as she commented on his height,

“–Yeah, I’ve heard that before,” he smiled down at her, taking a swig from his beer, “I’m Eric, it’s nice to meet you officially.”

“Tessa, though you obviously know that,” she responded, trailing off slightly as she did. The whole encounter was pushing her out of her comfort zone, out of her element. Tessa Elaine Hanson wasn’t the desperate girl begging for help. She was an adventurer, a thrill-seeker, a fun friend. She sighed, forcing a small smile on her face as she looked up at him. He had a dopier look to him up close, though it wasn’t unpleasant. And he was being kind by meeting her. “Look, I know my whole message was a bit... cryptic, but it’s kind of important stuff. Figured I could tell you on the ride.” She motioned back to the Ferris Wheel itself, trying not to feel too foolish about the whole thing.

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rainermort·:

Rainersnaked through the crowd as he heard Tessa’s voice, gaze so fixed on the childas the trash can toppled, he didn’t even notice the familiar face beside him.Biting back a laugh, he averted his eyes. “Oh trust me, I wouldn’t have made itpast seven or eight if kids could be hurt easily.” He glanced back up just intime to see the kid shake off the pain and scamper back into the crowd, stickin hand, surely off to terrorize some other poor garbage can. “Howdy.” Herepeated the word back to her, scrambling to remember the woman’s name. “Uh— Tessa,right?” Her kid brother had been a chatty one; that was the name that had stuckin his head after their conversation. “Small world. Small town. Your brother havingfun?”

Tessa watched as the kid ran off, hopefully towards a guardian of some sort. But she remembered being that age, and, cheeky as she was now, she was worse then. She wouldn’t bet on him finding his family, placing more money on the kid running off to cause more trouble. “Yeah, me neither. Honestly surprised I made it this long with all the stunts I used to pull.” She turned to face the man in uniform next to her, taking a sip from her beer as she did. “Yeah, Tessa. Tess if that’s easier. I’m not too picky.” She still remembered how Landon had been particularly talkative that day, how he’d asked a million questions about the new Deputy they’d met the whole way home. It was the most childlike she’d seen her brother since the incident, and she was thankful. “He’s... home sick.” It was a lie, but it wasn’t like there was a way that he could tell. “I set him up with cartoons and I’ve got my phone handy. Small town; not a long commute back.”

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holloweyed-wolf·:

The question Nathan had been asking himself for a good hour as he slunk his way around downtown and observed the people in their various states of distraction was why he had agreed to even be there while the town was in the midst of their celebration. He felt resoundingly little connection to the place, aside from that nagging at the back of his mind and creeping down the back of his neck like a chilly trickle of sensation now and then, so it wasn’t exactly his place to roam.  The camera was an excuse, as usual, to lie and say he was working when really most of his focus went into immersing himself in the presence of others without having to directly throw himself to the wolves, so to speak, when it came to conversations and the like. He still hadn’t been doing half as well as he wanted to at the very simple task of keeping his own teeth in check and sharp tongue held, restless nights did not make for easy days. 

Excuses, excuses, indeed. He’d snapped a few dozen photos already of the sights, the sort of bland Autumn cheer that people expected from such events, warm and fuzzy and by his accounts dull but nobody really had asked him for his opinion on that when he’d gotten the call to provide pictures for a small project a client was doing about the event. 

He’d only just ducked to the side, out of the way of passersby, shouldering the strap of the old and well-worn camera just long enough to slide his hands into pockets and continue a few steps, eyes trailing. “Well, isn’t this all just…charming.” He mumbled with an indulgent roll of his eyes, finding it humorous as he had to step around someone standing on the sidewalk.

Though she was brand new to Aurora, having barely made it over a week and a few days, she still appreciated a good fair. Street food, carnival rides, and the games? Count her in. The girl truly was still a child at heart, and as she wandered about, cotton candy in her hand, she felt each step was a little lighter than the last. Perhaps it was the impending sugar rush. Perhaps, she wondered as she watched the kids slide down the Helter Skelter nearby, maybe it was the absence of a certain young boy that left her feeling freer. She took a bite of the spun sugar, grateful that, no matter where she roams, people can’t mess up cotton candy.

She hardly even noticed the man moving around her, so engrossed in her thoughts that she only acknowledged him when he spoke. “Yeah, it really is.” She knew he hadn’t meant his words, but she found them to be true--the whole festival was charming. She caught sight of his camera, small smile on her lips. “You get any good shots?”

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Tessa had earnestly been dreading this moment the entire time she’d been at the fair. It was her excuse to go and have a good time, to release just a little bit of the tension that’d built up over the past two weeks. But, as she finally made her way towards the spot she’d chosen as the meet up, she could feel the tension simply rise again in her body. She sighed, taking a sip of the beer she’d gotten from a local vendor in an attempt to calm her nerves. Things were going to be fine. Her friend, Mark, had sent her here because there were packs of wolves, and he’d specifically sent her towards the man she was meeting today--Eric.

Why she’d picked the Ferris Wheel for such a serious conversation was beyond her. Maybe a bit of irony. She ran her fingers through her hair, trying to find the stranger from Facebook as she stood in the line, saving their spot. He’d been kind enough to meet up with her in the first place, but there was no guarantee he would help her out. Maybe he’d be revolted by the idea of helping a twelve year old murderer. Maybe... She caught sight of one of the tallest men she’d seen all day approaching her, recognizing the face from his profile photo. As she gazed upon him for the first time, her mouth sputtered out the first thing that popped into her head before she could really formulate a proper greeting.”

“--You’re taller than I thought.”

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alicia clark in every episode ❀ 2.04 blood in the streets

“i brought this on us, i can make it better”

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cliviasmith·:

Being in large crowds, being sociable, was something Olivia had learned to do again. After she left her home, she avoided people like the plague and only when the Mortensen found her did she started to communicate again. And while she was now living a normal life, as normal as could be, she still fetl uneasy around so many people. “Is this a normal thing?” she asked to the person near her. She had been in town only for a month and had yet to be familair with her surrounding.

“Beats me, honestly.” Tessa never found it too hard talking to strangers. If she could put ‘making every place she visits her home’ on her resume, she would. Even after just a week and a half in Aurora, she was comfortable in her new surroundings, enjoying a fun fair. “I hope so. What I wouldn’t give for regular drop tower rides, honestly.” She had yet to research if there was any sort of amusement park near the town she could run off to, chasing safer thrills now that she had someone to look after.

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a tessa elaine hanson moodboard | 001 --> general musings

embrace chaos. chase memories. be a rebel.  run wild, before time leaves.

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dinah-faust·:

“You are the second person who’s recommended funnel cake to me today. Usually I’m hesitant to call any fair food “good”, but funnel cake is a staple. What do you think the odds are that we’ll be able to find something half-decent?” 

“Oh, I truly pity you. Fair food is the best!” Tessa chuckled a little, before motioning her head over to the nearest food stand. “I’m not picky with my funnel cakes, but best thing we can do is try one out. See how it is.”

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scoutbyron‌:

Scout stood out in front of where they would need to start lining up if they wanted to ride the rollercoaster that was in front of them. Staring at the route that the rollercoaster was taking, they started thinking for a little bit about what the experience of riding it would be like. Looking around at the area around themself they noticed someone a couple steps away and then took a few steps towards them. Looking back up at the coaster their mind was instantly brought back to the carnival ride that they were standing in front of. “So like… there’s no chance that any of these rides that we somehow managed to put up in the town square are dangerous at all right? Cause like… that would probably be a super terrible moment for the city huh? Especially for the people who get hurt.”

“Oh, they might be.” Tessa knew that, had she brought her little brother along with her, Landon would’ve been going on and on about how dangerous some of the rides were. Probably for the best that she’d left him at home, however nervous that might’ve made her. “But isn’t that part of the fun of rides like that? The thrill of it all.” She raised her eyebrows, biting back a much bigger smile at the tease. She’d never understood how people got so scared of roller coasters; she was planning on riding each one there. It’s what she deserved after the month she’d had. 

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tessa hanson fall festival look ;; 

because why not wear denim on denim?

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rainermort‌:

Twenty minutes. That was how long was left on Rainer’s patrol shift before he was freed from being on duty at the Fall Festival. Twenty god damned minutes that seemed to be dragging on for longer than the nearly six hours before combined. It had been a small mercy from the sheriff to score the morning festival patrol; not only had it saved him from the busiest time of day, but there was still plenty of time to escape to the woods, to go fishing or anything that was far away from the damn town square and the bustle of the event. Arms crossed, he surveyed the crowd that sprawled out in front of him, eyes occasionally dropping to the watch on his wrist. Nineteen minutes. Eighteen. Sevent– The crashing sound jolted him from the trance he had fallen under, watching the hands spin endlessly around the watch face. Eyes darting left and right, he tried to spy the source of the noise. “What the fuck was that?”

”Oh, that’s gotta hurt,” Tessa mused to whoever was near her, not quite bothering to look and see for herself who she was talking to. The whole scene before her was almost comical. Little boy had been hitting a trash can with a stick, knocked it right over onto his toes. The sound was probably louder than the actual injury, and the little boy, though knocked over, looked mostly alright. “He’ll be fine, though. Kids are tough as shit.” She glanced over, surprised to see one of the only faces she was actively familiar with. She had Landon to thank for that, wandering off and needing the cops to walk him back. Well, one cop. “Howdy, deputy.” She was sure she’d looked a mess the last time he saw her, desperately searching for her brother. At least she was more in her element now. “Fancy seeing you here.”

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dinah-faust·:

Food. That was all Dinah could smell as she looked out over the crowd. Yes, there was the grease covered, fried junk that humans insisted on calling food (she’d tried chocolate covered bacon and deep fried oreos out of sheer curiosity and hated to admit that they weren’t as bad as they looked). But most importantly, there was real food. Even eating before she left for this festival did little to sate the hunger as she looked out over the crowd just taunting her with their beating hearts. But they were “incognito”, whatever that was supposed to mean and apparently slaughtering half the town in one go was “frowned upon”.

Movement caught the corner of her eye and Dinah turned slightly to see someone watching her. With a smile, she took a step closer. “Man, I’m starving. How do you resist the urge to eat everything here?”

Despite going to school in Pennsylvania and having had to deal with a real fall before, Tessa was still struck by how cold it had gotten so quickly. The afternoon October air was leagues colder than Arizona. She’d still been wearing shorts and short summery dresses before the drive up. Even bundled under her jean jacket, she still felt at the wind picked up, biting her nose. Part of her, even while already at the Fall Fest, was wondering if she’d do better staying at home. Events like this used to give her such joy, but with Landon back at their apartment... She pushed down her thoughts, her worries, trying to focus on a little bit of fun. If the event seemed okay enough, maybe she’d pop back into the apartment and bring him out for a second. 

She hadn’t realized, lost in her thoughts, that she’d been staring at someone. She offered the stranger an easy smile. “Typically, you don’t. It’s a fair.” She only just took in the sights of all of the fair food, knowing it wouldn’t be smart to eat too much before she tried out the rides. “I’ve been dying for some good funnel cake.”

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