Teagan

19 yrs. werewolf. daughter. sister. fire fighter in training.

[yourforgottenxlove]

skyemackenna‌:

Turning towards the familiar voice Skye hummed happily at the girl’s comment about her costume; excited that someone knew exactly what inspired the look. As she took a step back Skye gave Teagan’s outfit a good once over; everything  from the plunging neckline of the black dress that Teagan wore, to the black angel wings, to the girl’s dark makeup that contrasted well with her white wig looked fantastic. “All of this…” Skye gestured over Teagan’s costume as she spoke, “ and   this  badass scythe — is to die for!” she exclaimed as she let out a small chuckle at her own pun. The moment Teagan offered her the alcohol Skye’s smile grew brighter, “YESSS! Please. Despite your choice of costumes you, my dear friend, are a lifesaver.” With that Skye tipped her cup towards Teagan watching as the girl spiked the punch she’d served herself a few minutes ago. “They have a bar somewhere over there but the drinks were nowhere near strong enough. So I tried the punch, thinking that someone would have spiked it by now, however, I guess no one here knows how to really get a party going.”

There weren’t a lot of people Teagan could walk up to and know instantly that their reception of her would be. With Skye, she was guaranteed a positive response and there was some serious comfort in that. Besides, it was a wise move to get along with the bosses daughter, whether or not you actually did like the girl or not. In this case, Teagan did which just made it all easy. Noticing the scrutinous once over she was getting, Tee playfully raised her eyebrows, waiting for the verdict to be given. When it came, with a fun pun no less, the soon to be werewolf gave a laugh. “Heck yeah. Anyone looking at me for too long will simply drop.” she joked in return. “Thanks though. I spent a lot of time getting it all right.” she added in a more normal pitched tone. “Lifesaver huh? I wouldn’t go that far but you’re sweet to say so. Then again I wouldn’t go to this thing without alcohol to spruce it up either so I guess whatever way you spin it I’m here to deliver the alcoholic kind of a saving grace.” Raising her flask in silent toast back at the older girl, Teagan took a sip before shrugging a little. “Well they won’t serve me without a fake ID and once I found my brother holding court over there I was really glad I brought back up cause the last thing I need is for my ID to be confiscated tonight. Dude, you’re only now realizing this? I know a lot of whacky things have been happening here lately but this town really is as close to Sleepy Hallow as you’ll get. Too safe and too boring.” 

[yourforgottenxlove]

“If I say please don’t kill me, will I be spared?” Teagan asked teasingly as she came up beside Lydia, automatically holding out her flask in offering to the older girl. While she couldn’t say she was a big horror movie fan, she did think Nightmare on Elm Street was a entertaining movie. To be honest most horror movies were kind of boring or so Teagan thought. Most were made from the same recipe. Designed to gross you out with blood, make you jump when there was nothing to jump at, or freak you out with suspenseful music and dark corners. All of which she found to be real boring. “Having fun?” 

@lydiamflores​

[rainermort]

Nursing his lukewarm water, Rainer leaned against the bar, surveying the Halloween party as it raged on around him. The costumes had ranged from impressive to ridiculous, and he’d made a game of counting how many he recognized. So far, he’d spied a unicorn, Freddy Kruger, Harley Quinn, and even that little blonde witch from the Netflix show he’d binged one weekend last month. The rest were practically unrecognizable. The one approaching him now had to have been among the skimpier costumes he’d seen, the top slit past the belly button and black wings spread wide. While he appreciated the balls it took to wear something that daring, much like his own costume, he wasn’t interested and he certainly didn’t have time for whatever was about to happen. He just about choked on his water as the girl stopped in front of him and he realized who it was. Coughing the last of the water he had inhaled out a moment later, Rainer took a deep breath. “Jesus, Tee, nice costume.”

@yourforgottenxlove​

[yourforgottenxlove]

As far as parties went, this one had turned out pretty great so far. No one had commented on her drinking yet, or given her evil eyes for starting up a dance floor or spiking the punch. And while Teagan still suspected that half the people in here took one look at her and mentally went all ‘oh god look there’s Teagan Mortensen looking like a slut’, not one had the balls to tell her so to her face. In fact, most had complimented her on the wings and the make up and wig. Of course most had avoided saying a single word on her dress but that was really the point. People were too uptight or polite around here to call her on her bullshit, they had been for most of her life. In response, Teagan had developed this game where she tried to top herself from year to year. What could she do that would shock but still not be bad enough that anyone would call her out. Realizing her flask was empty, she headed for the bar, fully intending on using her fake ID to get a drink. When her eyes registered her brother draped in front of it though, she had to bite back a laugh. “You are one to talk Rainy. How much for a lap dance? I’m asking for a friend.” she countered, biting her lip, feeling like she might combust if she didn’t let her mirth out. “No seriously, are you gunning for all the single ladies just in case there’s a re-election for sheriff in four years? Cause I’d advise you to think of the sixty percent on the city council thats very much heterosexual males.” Unable to stave off her laugh, Teagan shook her head. “Sorry I couldn’t resist. But being entirely serious here, those shorts give me a visual I really could have done well without, speaking as your baby sister.” 

[yourforgottenxlove]

warricrwclf‌:

She chuckled at the girl’s excitement and, where someone’s enthusiasm was usually annoying to her, it didn’t bother her now. “What can I say? I like Halloween.” That was probably an understatement. It was the one holiday a year when her father wasn’t home–where he was working and not berating her–so it was the one holiday a year she actually enjoyed. Gemma didn’t care if it seemed a little dorky to get so into it. “Let me guess, Angel of Death?”

Teagan usually didn’t care what others thought of her, or whether or not they’d want her around. With Gemma though, she found herself caring if only a little. The older girl was cool, not just because she tattooed for a living, but she had been really nice to her the other day without coming across as judgmental or critical. Tee didn’t really have a ton of role models or girl friends to rely on who would offer support without being asked. Maybe it was time she tried to change that. “Well besides being able to go all out, what do you like about it?” She asked, finding herself curious in the face of such a simple answer. When Gemma guessed her costume right, Tee grinned and playfully took a quick spin in place. “I figured why not go literal this year, you know? Without making people suspicious though. Dressing up as a murderess would have been taking it too far. And my brother probably would have had me arrested just to send me home if I came here looking like that.” To be honest, that reaction was still on the table considering how revealing her dress was. 

[yourforgottenxlove]

esther-faust‌:

“You know if you stop assuming what people are going to say, then you’ll stop sounding like a child, right?” Esther said, rolling her eyes, “But considering that this is supposed to be a party, it’d be more concerned if there weren’t people getting drunk. Where’s the fun if the whole town’s sober?”

“Maybe, but that would also imply that I care if you or anyone else thinks I sound like a child. Which I don’t, really.” Teagan lifted her shoulders in a shrug, her expression neutral for about a half minute before she had to grin at it all. Had she been sober she might have found it less funny. Besides, when the older girl decided to agree with her instead of keep judging, it was hard not to keep floating on the easy elation train. “Exactly! It would be so damn boring if we all walked around like that, and truthfully, there aren’t enough people in this town who’s entertaining or fun to watch sober for us all to stay on the wagon.” Taking another sip of the drink that she had in her hand, which was also partly soaking the floor from her near fall, Teagan realized she had no idea who she was peaking with. “Thanks for not letting me fall by the way. I’m Teagan.” 

[yourforgottenxlove]

You build me up | Rainer&Teagan

[yourforgottenxlove]

rainermort‌:

“I was working late. Skipped supper.” It was a curt explanation; Rainer refused to let his sister derail the conversation and turn it back around on him. Not when he could see the drunk haze slowly shifting into a hangover right in front of him under the harsh kitchen lights. He’d heard from their mother over the years the problems they had been having with the youngest Mortensen, from the beginnings right up to the threat of rehab. She’d even asked for his advice once, not that he had known what to say. Addiction had never been a factor for him, just the thrill of breaking the rules. Despite being back a year, it still felt strange being around Teagan at times— she had been a child when he’d left, a woman when he’d returned, and all that time in between had been missed. The cop joke had his eyes narrowing. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to smell the booze, even from across the room. “Knock it off, Tee. This one’s free, no detective skills needed. I might as well still be on the clock if this is the kind of shit I’m going to have to spend my time off on.”

The fact that she had walked home was a small mercy; he’d seen first hand the damage that could be done getting behind the wheel in the kind of shape that his sister was in now. Still, in times like these, walking home alone wasn’t much better. “What made you think walking home was a good idea, with everything that’s been going on here lately? First Christine, now the Fall Festival. I don’t think Mom and Dad are going to want to wake up one morning to see your face splashed all over the newspaper as Aurora’s latest murder victim, but if you’re walking around at 3am drunk out of your mind, you’re going to get yourself into trouble and I’m not going to be able to bail you out.

“Just don’t replace that supper with donuts. Wouldn’t want those good looks to slip away and ooze out into you know.. Frank Mercer for example.” She noted, mentioning one of his deputies that seriously looked like he had been eating nothing but sweets from the day he was born, and had a beer belly and overall obesity to match a small baby whale. The thought and mental comparison of a person to a baby whale was incredibly funny to her though, making it very hard to sit there with a straight face and making her hum softly to herself for a few minutes. Even as she neared that fall between drunk and about to get seriously hung over, Teagan could still gauge the disappointment and well, while she hadn’t asked much, she suspected Rainer had the balls to judge her. If he was smart though, he wouldn’t do so to her face. It was still a bit weird to have face to face conversations with him like this. Hell, it was even odd to consider the fact that they had now spent more than a full year being actively apart of each others lives. And while Teagan did treasure the change, being able to see him whenever she wanted, knowing that if she needed him he’d be right there, not to mention being able to watch him figure his life out, she knew it was all a process. They had always been close, but unlike her parents, he hadn’t been around to watch her or truly know her as she was growing up. And while leaving hadn’t really been a choice for him, she’d be lying if she didn’t say that it hadn’t hurt. Or that she didn’t sometimes feel like they didn’t really know each other as well as siblings should. “No one asked you to come over here and play cop. And if you can’t handle ‘this shit’ which by the way is both pretty normal in this house and what you might have experienced if you’d stuck around to be a big brother, there is the door.” She nodded towards the hallway, that flare of anger completely burning away any lingering sensations of drunkenness. “No one is forcing you to be here and ‘handle’ the shit that is me facing up to being a damn killer. Or spouting canines and fur in about two weeks.. If this is all too much for you then just stay away and I’ll handle it like I usually handle everything else in my life. Flying fucking solo.” 

Stubborn as she was though, Teagan was not going to walk out of the room or back out the door. No fucking way. This was her damned house and her fucking life and if being apart of it was too much for him then he could walk away. Part of her half expected him too. It was what the people she loved did, wasn’t it? They all found reasons to leave this town while she was left behind, alone and left to her own devices. In her darkest moments, she wondered if their parents hadn’t up and left because she was such a disappointment to them. All her fuck ups and unpredictable behavior probably drove them to feeling like they should get out now. At least they weren’t here to watch her fall apart at the seams or feel the weight of their daughter having taken a life. While the police report might depict it differently, she was a killer. And while turning into a wolf every other month might be penance, it wasn’t enough to make up for what she had done. 

Rolling her eyes, Teagan hopped off the counter and went to the fridge, speaking as she moved. “Were you always such a drama queen? I know the back roads, the woods, heck this entire town better than my own back pocket. The likeliness of someone getting a jump on me isn’t even remotely high.” Pulling open the fridge door, she retrieved the dip she had made a couple of nights ago, then took down a bag of chips from atop the fridge before she began dipping chips and popping them into her mouth one by one. “Look, I know you took a risk bailing me out and its not like I’m not grateful that you protected my ass from landing in jail, but you telling me to stay out of trouble is like calling the kettle black.” She tilted her head, meeting his gaze head on, perfectly calm despite her earlier outburst. “I spent most of my school days being teasingly compared to, and reminded of the great legacy of Badass Rainer Mortensen, you know. And while the whole ‘I didn’t want to lead by example’ speech is totally yours to give, its a little too late for it.” With that she lifted her shoulders into a shrug. She loved him, but she was who she was. Perhaps especially now with everything she had going on. Spiraling simply seemed like the logical thing to do.. like the only thing she really could do. If he didn’t like who she was, like she’d then tell most people, he could take a hike.. or in family land, at least leave her be to drown in her own disaster. All that guilt shaming about their parents she’d decided to not even comment on. Hopefully he wouldn’t go there twice so she could just ignore it entirely. 

[saintslucifer]

[yourforgottenxlove]

“I see you went the movie route.” Teagan commented as she came up to stand beside Skye, giving the other girl an easygoing smile. They’d spent enough time together or in groups being the only women present enough times that she felt at ease with the older girl without much effort. Besides, it was nice to have someone to talk to at this party who wouldn’t frown at her revealing costume or judge her for spiking her drinks. Teagan had early on decided that she liked Skye, and that while the other was clearly on a whole different path career wise, they did have some stuff in common that made her more than worth spending time with. “So whats your poison tonight? I brought some decent liquor to spice things up if you want some.” 

@skyemackenna​

[yourforgottenxlove]

dinah-faust‌:

As far as fashions went, the 1940s were one of Dinah’s favorites. It had a mix of everything, sexy silhouettes, swishy skirts, and pants. Which was why her entire wardrobe from the decade remained with her, in pristine condition. And what better occasion to wear them but Halloween? “I’m a pin-up girl.” She looked over the other girl’s costume. “I thought angels traditionally wore white?”

Teagan couldn’t admit to being big on fashion and least not older trends that had been in when she wasn’t even born. She had always been more of a tomboy, though she was never opposed to skirts or dresses, she just wore them in her own way. Which to her mothers horror often meant looking trashy or ‘cheap’ as some might call it. Others went the bitchy direction, as far as calling her style ‘slutty’. One of the sophomores last year had had the nerve to say so to Teagan’s face and experienced just how short tempered and impulsive the brunette could be. “Like from the ahm.. fifties was it? Thats cool though. Don’t mind me, I really suck at history, I’m sure a lot of others would immediately get that thats what you were going for.” The others comment made Tee grin. “Angels of death do not though. I couldn’t seriously go with being a heavenly angel. Though it would have given anyone knowing me a good laugh.” 

[yourforgottenxlove]

Any drink she had was spiked with spirits from a small flask she had brought with her in her purse. And after a few Teagan had convinced the evenings DJ to play some actual music one could dance too and swung herself around on what to others might be an imaginary or very lonely dance floor. In the midst of a playful piruette, Teagan managed to bump into someone, and would have fallen flat on her ass too if the woman hadn’t caught her arm to help her regain her balance. “Shit, tha-” she began, then recognized her as the sullen and kind of bitchy woman from the tattoo shop.. “Oh its you. Please spare me the comment I’m sure you’re dying to make about how I’m not just a dimwit who can’t read signs, but also a boozehound.”

@esther-faust​

[warricrwclfrps]

Gemma had shown up to The Astor a bit late and even though she wasn’t trying to make a dramatic entrance, she was sure her Harley Quinn costume did that for her. Big sleeves made from pieces of fabric, a pink crop top and fish nets under jean shorts weren’t exactly subtle. As she walked in, a baseball bat draped across her shoulders and her hands hanging on the ends, even she couldn’t help but laugh as someone approached her. “Gotta go all in, right?”

[yourforgottenxlove]

Teagan wasn’t entirely sure if she was here for much other than the booze and to gawk at people’s costumes. Some she was impressed with, some were just okay, others seemed non existent or incredibly poorly executed. But it was kind of the charm of halloween, dressing up and being someone else. Though she had never been to a party this time of year without going all out costume wise. Why half ass anything? If you couldn’t do it right, then you shouldn’t do it at all. Suffice to say that the sight of Gemma, aka the blonde tattoo artist she’d met a few days prior, made Teagan excited. God she looked great! And she deserved to hear that she did. “Damn girl, that’s one killer look on you. Way to go all in! I agree though, whats the point otherwise, you know?”

[yourforgottenxlove]

Allowing herself time to take in the scenery, Teagan had paused by one of the grand entrances into what she suspected used to be a library at the Astor on the days when the hotel wasn’t all dressed up for a halloween party. It was looking good though, and apparently the rooms seemed to have some sort of activity all set up for the partygoers to join. As someone stepped up beside her, Teagan glanced over at them and could not help but cock an eyebrow. A dress and a hat.. had it not been for the old fashioned style of the dress then she would have thought the girl to be out and about on any regular day. “So what are you supposed to be? Don’t get me wrong, its a nice dress but it doesn’t exactly scream halloween costume.” 

@dinah-faust

[yourforgottenxlove]

Teagan attends the House of Horror at The Astor as Angel Of Death! 

Teagan always wanted wings which would take her away at a moments notice, though she would never presume to dress up as an angel with all its connotation to doing good and being heavenly and pure. So she went with the angel of death which also happens to echo how she’s feeling at the moment after having taken a life for the first time. 

[yourforgottenxlove]

Teagan had come to loathe her days off. The days when there was no getting up at six to be at the station by seven and start the day off with training. The days when she instead woke up with absolutely nothing to do. No purpose, no family to bother, no friends to call. When you didn’t go to college or aim for a 9-5 job like the rest of your senior class did, you quickly had few people to rely on and spend your time with. To top it she had found it hard to be around her human friends since the accident. It was bad enough she had to lie to them about her family being werewolves, having to lie about the fact that she was about to turn into one herself for the first time was just.. a little much. 

Pushing the door of the newly opened gallery up, Teagan stepped inside, feeling curious about what she was about to see. As her eyes began to graze the paintings and artwork, a calm she hadn’t been able to locate in months fell over her. It was beyond nice to walk around and forget all about the outside world. Instead she found herself marveling at the works and wondering what the artists had wanted to say when they created. She neither noticed nor heard the girl that was suddenly beside her. Her quick and seemingly soundless, at least to an absorbed Teagan, entrance had the shewolf startled. “Shit!” she exclaimed, before smiling apologetically. “Sorry, I didn’t hear you come up. Do you work here?” 

@tessahansxn​

[newgirlystuff-deactivated202402]

[ezraflemming]

It was a little after noon, the air was warm, and Ezra had nothing to do but to play on his phone. He had tried all the games; at least, all the free games. If those companies thought he was shelling out what little money he had just to not watch commercials… well, actually, maybe that’s the reason he could afford all his groceries. The phone in his hand beeped at him instantly after that thought, signaling the low battery it possessed. He let out a heavy sigh, somehow disturbing the one alcoholic in the corner of the bar. Ezra made a face at him and the man turned away, back to looking at his nearly empty beer.

 The wolf rose slowly, the moon still taking energy from his body even without being in the sky, and gave him a refill before he could grumble and complain like he normally could. Regretting ever showing up to work and just letting Emma work for probably the thirtieth day in a row, he took a seat at one of the tables and pondered day drinking. Thankfully the door opens right then and he looks up to the person with a hopeless, puppy dog expression on his face. 

“Tell me you got a good story. Or you want to buy all the booze in the place so I can close down. I’ll accept either.” 

[yourforgottenxlove]

Truth be told, it was a little early to consider going to a bar. Even for Teagan, who very much liked to drink, it seemed like a new low had been hit as she reached the door. Her hand rested on the handle as she paused, and tried very hard to think about what else she could do in place of getting hammered. When nothing but suggestions of taking a bunch of sleeping pills came to mind, she pushed the handle down. Inwardly she tried to tell herself that she was just being melodramatic. That most people who made mistakes like the one she had made, and gotten away with, didn’t spend their noons, or days really, drinking. They probably spent them trying to be a better person, make better choices, help others to make up for their screw ups. You’re not them though. She was very often reminded of that. What someone else might call a good coping mechanism she would call bullshit. 

Stepping trough the door, her eyebrows rises at the sight, or rather the first face she is met with. As far as pups go, he’s a ruggish but rather cute one. “How about I give you a good story for a strong drink? I’d offer you to join me but I’m thinking the bartender shouldn’t aim to get drunk this early in a shift. Am I right?” 

[crownprincexvalentin]

“It’s closed,” Valentin said from the front door of Engima, a bottle of whiskey in one hand, his coffee in another. He was hungover, really tired, and wanted to go back home and stay there forever-or until he had to come and entertain again at Engima. “And if you ask me what happened while I was gone, I don’t remember, so don’t ask me.”

[yourforgottenxlove]

“Not here for food.” Teagan rebutted as she ignored him and brushed past to get inside. God she hated being her mom’s little messenger and deliverer, but she wasn’t that much of a brat that she’d refuse to spend fifteen minutes doing her only mother a favor. No matter how angry she was with her for leaving town. “My mom wanted me to drop this off.” she said, holding out an envelope for the vampire to take. She had no idea what might be in there. Might be some cash for a deposit, might be something more personal. “You don’t remember huh? Just how hard do you party in here all by your lonesome?” she asked, her tone a little teasing.