Some Fun Stories By The Mun =3

Some fun stories by the mun =3

All my J x Tessa/ Manor era fics so far, mostly in order, all tying to the wig incident somehow will have a * next to them

The Beginning

Day one

A Week Into J being there

The Catalyst for Tessa wanting to make J a wig *

The Incident >=3c (don't trust children with scissors lol) *

The Aftermath plus some flashbacks * (kinda hops all over tho) It was my first fanfic, plz be kind.

A little while after the J wig incident

Playing Pretend Still despite Tessa being 11

Somewhere in between

The Day Cyn was discovered *

Idk what this is but it's a J flashback, and it's really cute *

in the Summer before the Gala 1, 2, 3 *

Tessa died

Bonus cuz I don't know where they fit in:

Tessa teaching Cyn a little (Teenage Years) V's signature bob becomes a thing (Teenage Years) Cyn being Silly (Adolescent Years maybe?) During Episode 3 (Tessa's dead but this is Cyn being cruel to J)

Gone Girl 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 , 7, 8, 9 (non canonical to my stories, it was a fun experiment) I don't like how I made James in this one, honestly I transferred most of his cruelty to Tessa over to Louisa as I wrote more.

Auntie ;u;

ghost lady doodles i did last night 🫶

A lot of other drone Tessa's have shorter hair, why is yours so long? Not in a bad way, I think it looks very nice on you.

Aw, thank you anon! Ok well, the short answer is, this is the wig J made for me when she put me together, and I just like how it looks.

The longer answer is, when I was human, it was the only part of myself I had SOME control over, but, sometimes due to stress, it wasn't so healthy, so there were some short spots.. Mother used to call me a ragamuffin because it was messy, but Jaybird always would tell me how beautiful I looked, eventually it grew back fuller but... ironically I didn't get to enjoy the spoils of it, because I died.

The way J made it she made it a lot nicer than how my human hair was, it's soft, warm but not too warm, but also it's got some weight to it. It's like a weighted blanket that is with me at all times. It's comforting. It feels like a safe warm hug. It might just be heat-proof softened nylon, but it's really special to me. Also long hair is very versatile for styling! And if I want to try a different length, I can just switch wigs, mind you the solver CAN make it grow back, as you saw after I had my 'accident' after my break up with J (we are on better terms now), but I'd just rather not cut it anymore ^^;

Plus sometimes, just like when I was a little girl, J will brush my hair. It's really relaxing.

So TLDR: I like how it looks, J made it for me, my hair is a comfort object, and I like brushies.

Tessa peeks out from the concrete coffin over to Nate and smiles. "I knew you'd find something, dear," she hopped out of the coffin holding the ill-gotten tresses before tying an elastic around the ends of it and putting it safely into pouch of her satchel. "Maybe there's something else around here you'd like too?" the blue-eyed drone asked happily as she walked up to her precious lad, "Hmmm, I know!"

She lead him to an area where there was taxidermy pets next to urns. "I know it's a little sad and morbid but, this is what dogs looked like... I always wanted one, but, I got you instead, and you're a lot nicer than a dog."

".. do I need to help with anything?"

@nate-doorman-elliot

She turned around to see Nate. "If you'd like, it would be nice if we went to check the old mausoleum for shiny trinkets," she offered gently as she ruffled Nate's wig, "Maybe find some extra hair to repair the parts of your wig that need some extra fluff."

She was already in her blue denim romper with the brass buttons, messenger bag across her body, and prepared with a pair of really good scissors, a box knife, an electric lantern, and a small trowel (mini shovel)

"You don't have to do if you don't want to"

"I used to feel that way too," the Robotic Tessa sighed as she looked to the Fractal, "but, it's far stronger to not be afraid to share what you're feeling. If others react poorly, it's their issue, and not you being wrong."

She offered a hug, she wasn't sure if it was safe but, she felt it was right. "You're not useless, you, or some variant of you was the reason I am free now, that I have N, J, and V back. That I no longer flinch at the sound of steps on mahogany floors or the sound of a door closing. I'm free because of you."

[SYS//: direct_message_request ("Fractal")]

I appreciate your cooperation

Here are the coordinates

You may bring a friend or weapon if you feel threatened

Simply follow the music :3

-|-|-|-

The coordinates seemed to lead to a long abandoned foundry, above ground and near the Cabin Fever labs, if you truly wish to investigate...

She loaded up her messenger bag with a couple vials of flavoured oil, a drone first aid kit, and brought some welding goggles, JUST in case of sentinels before she flew off to where the pine trees were, just beyond the ridge. She landed near the foundry and listened.

"I promised her that she'd be safe, and have friends, and a big sister... well, me, to keep her safe."

The drone's pale blue eyes looked down, filling with tears as she admitted, "It lasted for a little while, and then... Mother demanded I keep you... her... locked up," she rubbed her gauntlets, remembering the shackles on her wrist when she wasn't allowed out of her room.

"I didn't want to, but, I too was caged... it doesn't make it right. And... I disobeyed the order to stay away from the gala... The last thing I saw was blood everywhere... Jaybird hesitating, and I heard screaming... I was calling out for my parents, and then I felt..." she touched her neck... she hiccuped sadly, "I heard a snapping sound and then it went dark."

[SYS//: direct_message_request ("Fractal")]

I appreciate your cooperation

Here are the coordinates

You may bring a friend or weapon if you feel threatened

Simply follow the music :3

-|-|-|-

The coordinates seemed to lead to a long abandoned foundry, above ground and near the Cabin Fever labs, if you truly wish to investigate...

She loaded up her messenger bag with a couple vials of flavoured oil, a drone first aid kit, and brought some welding goggles, JUST in case of sentinels before she flew off to where the pine trees were, just beyond the ridge. She landed near the foundry and listened.