#Louisa elliott

[false-savior]

“Pouring drinks for your company when their cups begin running on dry, lay out the food and get a good room so that everyone can happily dine.”

“Pay for the table from kindness inside, these are the rules for a proper mannered mind.”

[kadieeverfree]

Tessa James Elliot: Sad headcanons

Trigger Warning:child ab*se,child neglect,misstreatment,angst.

She was extremely pale and thin, a result of the anxiety and stress she felt every time her parents interacted with her.

Her wrists and ankles were always covered in cuts, scars, and bruises from being chained up so often and trying to free herself. It reached the point where even the slightest touch or movement caused her pain.

She developed a strong fear of the sound of metal clashing because it reminded her of the chains. Whenever she heard metal collide, she would panic.

Her father insulted her directly, calling her by degrading misogynistic insults(mostly the W word)

For even the smallest mistake or misstep she made, Louisa and James would punish her with more aggression.

They treated her like a servant and maid, just like the drones. They forced her to clean up after their late-night parties, clean the mess from their galas, set the table and serve dinner, and tidy up the chaos they themselves caused.

She never attended school or high school; her parents had her homeschooled with personal tutors. Tessa is very skilled in chemistry, mathematics, history, and literature, but she was stagnant when it came to handwriting and social squills.

It wasn’t just being chained; they also verbally and physically abused her. They would kick her, punch her, pinch her, pull her hair, slap her, whip her with belts, and hurl deeply hurtful words at her.

Louisa would hit her with her fan as a punisment.

Sometimes they punished her by denying her dinner (luckily, J would always sneak food to her so she wouldn’t go hungry).

There were times when they punished her by not allowing her to bathe, only to humiliate her later for her bad smell.

Once, Louisa gave her a horrible punishment and split her lip just because she caught her eating a cheesecake that belonged to her in the kitchen.

Her four drones—especially J—were the ones who comforted her when she cried from all the abuse. Well, Cyn would just silently watch her cry, still keeping that innocent smile on her mouth.

Her parents wanted to marry her off to the son of their business colleagues so that the Elliot family could produce another generation. This caused Tessa to scream and cry, but they would always silence her. In a way, Cyn saved her from this...

[pira-vampz]

Louisa and James "pretending" to be a toxic married couple in IKEA real?!? (Tessa is fucking terrified)

Alt versions (credits to @credittome for fixing them)

[canadiannationalfox]

Elliott Family Silliness- Baby looks like Dad

Louisa: Nine months, in my womb, making me suffer,

James: She's lovely, dear!

Louisa: And she looks like her Dorky af Dad

@xxsmoko-n-mirrorsxx Louisa and James with their baby Tessa ( @xxrobotessaxx ).

Original under cut

[xxsmoko-n-mirrorsxx]

Murder Drones roleplay for @zombied-drone-maid - Cyn First Timeline- Gold and Gold, A heart less cold

Louisa loved her days off from doing James' work. She decided it was a self care day today, so she sat at her vanity mirror. Louisa took off her hat, setting it aside. She took out the bobbypins holding her hair back, and let down a cascade of artificially coloured golden blonde hair,gracing her upper back like a beautiful sun-spun wavy veil.

She smiled at her reflection, feeling vulnerable but comfortable with that right now.

She looked for something on the dresser desk, thinking about how nice it was having more time with James around since Cyn came along. The Elliott Family matriarch looked up after finding her favourite skin care cream and saw in the mirror's reflection Cyn out in the hallway.

"Goodness, Cyn! Don't sneak up on me like that!" Louisa laughed in shock. She got off the ottoman in front of her dresser and approached Cyn, getting down to her level

[xxrobotessaxx]

Murder Drones Poem for Louisa Elliott Swan Song - A Free Verse Poem

You stood tall like an Obelisk always looming over me chastising me for my shortcomings What did he ever see in you?

When I was a tot, I looked up to you. The Red Queen at my pretend tea parties. Calling me your pretty little dear, It wasn't meant to last.

You treated beauty like chasing a sunset always giving chase but never catching it always gawking in the mirror always going to your appointments

Blonde, then red, onto platinum, and blonde again all while hiding your mouse brown roots and greys Hiding your cruel face with the foundation and blush It was never enough for you, was it?

You already couldn't stand me by the time I was 7 Pulling my knots and braiding with the force of a hawk Barking for me to hold still, telling me beauty was pain I thought that was the worst, no, a calm before the storm.

I turned 11, I wasn't thin enough was I? Taking away noon tea to fit your old clothes Hiding my falling and molted dove feathers in shame whilst you flaunted your fool's golden perm

I had greys by 12, which I hid to avoid your scolding. Turquoise and blue sharpies were my shield Keeping me from being pushed to look like you And yet you still put me down

Oh mother, that swan feather in your hat Was it to show to the world you were beautiful? Or was it to convince yourself you were? Since your wicked heart was hideous.

Were you jealous my drones were there for me? Were you jealous I wanted to be my own girl? Were you so jealous you pulled Father away from me? Were you jealous I was young and you weren't anymore?

Your vanity turned to power hunger. Taking it out on my drones and I. Locking me away like Rapunzel in her tower To keep up your illusion of perfection.

You enjoyed your power trip, I remember that, bruising my wrists from the chains and your grip. Only then after scolding me for the marks And making me hide them with gloves or concealer

Loved, something you insisted you were, yet I saw you push Father's advances away I saw how you treated the drones and I. There was not an ounce of love I could see.

That night of the gala, you wanted to will me away To Frumplebucket's son, so you could reap in the spoils No more little Tessa to make your greys worse. And yet you perished, we all did, from an act of your cruelty

And now, I'm living a new life, free from you. brought back by the maid drone you envied the one who took away your role of caregiver to me the jay bird who stole my heart.

When I think back, to all my memories Even with the cruel voices in my mind, Singing that I have fallen to being vain like you I do not fall prey to their words.

I am proud of who I have become now, I am proud to say I am not like you, Your vile heart wicked cloaked by your beauty fleeting Beauty that was merely in the end, just a swan song.

[kazooiesart]

She really didn't wanna make it messy

She really, really didn't but the girl gone cray

[jcjensensnepobaby]

ur mom is a grade a bitch

Listen here, and listen well. My Mother was a respectable woman. I will NOT let you drag the name of the late and great Louisa Miriam Elliott.

She was a great woman, she taught me everything I know, she even showed me how to be worthy enough. My Mother was wonderful, and to insinuate she was a bitch is to call me a bitch too, for shame, anon, for shame.

Were you raised in a bloody barn, mate?

But you? You're nothing but a putrid little excuse of a life form, you absolute brain dead dingle-berry

[withered--s0uls]

Solver Shift AU Roles (so far)

Some characters I deem less important to switch around I will keep the same with maybe slight redesigns

N -> Uzi & Uzi -> N & Cyn

V -> Thad & Thad -> V

J -> Lizzy & Lizzy -> J

Doll -> Beau

Yeva -> Alice

Nori -> Tessa

Khan -> Ron

Cyn -> Sam

Beau -> Doll

Alice -> Yeva

Tessa -> ??? (Maybe Nori if not otherwise)

Ron -> ??? (Maybe Khan if not otherwise)

James Elliott -> ??? (Maybe Khan if not otherwise)

Louisa Elliott -> ??? (Maybe Nori if not otherwise)

I'm debating between fully swapping Doll & Yeva with Beau & Alice, but I also like the idea of Doll being part of the Manor squad so idk. Help?

Nori & Khan I am debating on whether to make them Tessa & Ron or Louisa & James.

Characters that I am not sure whether they'll be swapped or just redesigned:

Sam

Emily

Braiden

Darren

Rebecca

Dolls Dad (might just make Alice a single mom!)

All other side characters I feel aren't important enough to be swapped or redesigned.

Teacher stays Teacher.

[antlersofthevoid]

YODELS UH HI IM NOT DEAD

I've finally gotten the actual intro to the next before the dawn chapter written and figured i'd make it up to my readers by giving yall the intro as a teaser for what's to come!

[newtxoxo]

Two commissions I’ve done so far yippie!! Tag on first is mackxoxo cause I’m not out to the friend who commissioned me Irl ;-; But you guys should totally check out my comms tehe..:

[kadieeverfree]

Ship moodboards ♡

Extra: The Elliot Family moodboard

All is well in the Elliot family.

[velvet-vox]

So, does anyone remember that so called "Doll critique" post that I've been mentioning on and off for a while now?

Well, let's just say that, over time, that project grew a LITTLE in size...

I've been writing ideas and arguments for it on and off for a while now, for almost a year, and the content for it just kept getting BIGGER and BIGGER...

To the point where I'm now making a 2/3/4 hour long video that may actually be longer than the show itself.

However, the one problem I have with that is...

I've never made a YouTube video in my life, so I could really use some help, since the level of polish that I am aiming for is around the likes of Randomalistic's 2 hour long King Candy video, although probably not as clean-cut, considering the amount of stuff I want to say and my lack of experience.

A mutual of mine told me to start with Clipchamp as a starting editing program, and I'll be sure to try that out, but if anyone else has some tips to give me I am open to hearing them out, in particular, I'd like it if someone recommended me a good microphone to buy, as I want my voice to sound good while I talk.

In general, anything you say to me could be extremely useful, as I'm an absolute rookie.

If you have any arguments that you'd like to see covered inside it, just send them to me; I'll give a shout-out at the end of the video to all the people that helped me realise this project, as well as inspired me to make it in the first place.

I'd also ask permission from some of you to use their artwork in my video, so the final shout-out will also serve as a thank you to the artists for their beautiful projects.

I feel like I have very important things to say about the subject matter, and I hope that this video could help the community get a more unified view of the character, even if not anything I'm going to say should be taken as fact.

One final thing: don't expect the video to come out anytime soon, it may take me even more than 2 years to get it out, so, if you are hoping that the release of the video may fulfill some deeply craving desire inside your soul in the immediate moment, I'm afraid that's not going to be possible.

Originally, this was just meant to be a critique of Doll's character, that had a rather bleak and depressing concluding argument that I felt was true for how the character was treated and how it was most likely going to be treated moving forward; but after some reconsideration, I realised that there was a far more optimistic view to be had for Doll's legacy, and I felt like the sad ending wasn't fitting anymore.

And as I kept writing this project's stuff on and off for a while now, to the point of turning it into a video, I realised that I didn't want this to be just a critique anymore.

This is going to be a Tribute.

An Analysis, a Retrospective, a Public Execution,

It's going to be at the very least 1 hour of Doll Talk, meant to give everybody's favourite Russian cannibal the recognition and defamation that she fricking deserves.

I hope to have interested someone in the idea.

Also, here's a drawing I wanted to show off.

Originally, I was going to put it at the end of said post, but since the project has been canned in favour of a video, I'm putting it here instead.

[pira-vampz]

I have a req

Queen never cry tessa edition

*sighhhh*

I didn't have the effort to do my actual designs for them

[canadiannationalfox]

Pre-Murder Drones Fanfic/Drabble - A Dove's Harp - Jessa fanfic

tw// child abuse mention

Tessa was finally allowed out of her room, a few days prior she had pulled the ultimate hilarious stunt. Since her mother, Louisa, had planned a piano recital for the 13 year old girl, since it had happened without Tessa's say in the matter, Tessa had changed at the last minute from playing a classical inspired melody to a song from the olden times known simply as 'The Hours Song' or 'Insomnia Party'. Tessa had gotten in so much trouble, however, all of her Dad's friends who were in attendance found it mildly entertaining.

Louisa dragged Tessa into the library by her wrist. "Mother, I'm sorry! I will be better!" Tessa pleaded as she was brought to the study.

Louisa let go of Tessa when they got to the heart of the library, Louisa's old harp from when she was a kid sat in there, it was a mahogany Celtic harp. "Due to your LITTLE STUNT you pulled, you will no longer be playing the piano, young lady!" the artificially blonde woman barked.

Tessa sat by the harp and she started trying it out.

"No, no NO!" Louisa scolded harshly, "You're doing it all wrong!" She grabbed Tessa's tender wrists and adjusted the girl's positioning.

The girl with the cool toned dark hair flinched as she was posed like a ball-jointed doll harshly. "Mother! That hurts!"

"Well, maybe it wouldn't if you didn't do so many things that would result in you getting locked in your room, your wrists wouldn't be so sore, now would they?"

James walked into the library, as he was coming to look for a book for work and heard the squabbling. He ran over and despite him usually taking Louisa's side, he intervened sharply yet with an air of worry in his voice, "Louisa, luv! Let's maybe hire her a tutor for harp instead."

"Why?" Louisa barked before she realized it was James and she softened her voice, "Sorry, James, dear... but, I am certainly capable."

James offered, "Perhaps, she would be better receptive to a tutor closer to her age?"

Louisa tilted her head in a way that made the soft alabaster coloured swan feathers on her sunhat droop with disappointment, her voice carrying a tone of discontentment as she uttered firmly, "Fine then... but she is not allowed to quit the harp."

James lead Tessa away from the library, insisting in a more gentle voice, "How's about you go play with your drones, Tessa? I am going to go phone around to see if there's any harp tutors within an hours drive of here.."

Tessa was thankful in that moment for her Father. She didn't say anything but silently nodded. She didn't want to play the harp, ever, but, this at least bought her some time to try to think of a way of getting out of it.

The Elliott heiress went to her room and sat at her work desk to sulk, not noticing the ponytailed maid drone there, tidying up Tessa's collection of stuffed animals.

"Something wrong, Princess Tess?" J asked worriedly, approaching her favourite human slowly, holding one hand out so when she did get to Tessa's side that she'd be ready to hold one of the girl's hands.

Tessa took a gentle hold of J's hand as soon as J was closer to her. "Oh, just... I finally am being long-term punished for my piano recital..."

"I told you not to play that silly song," J sighed softly, rubbing her thumb on the back of Tessa's hand.

"I don't want to play the harp, Jaybird, especially if Mother is forcing me to."

J knew Tessa hated doing what she was told to do if there was no fun involved but she'd have to comply. She soothed to the sulking girl whom she adored so much, "It's not that bad," deciding to mention something she had never said to Tessa before, "I... Actually like harp music, it's really beautiful."

The grey eyed Elliott girl looked into J's platinum white LED eyes for reassurance. "Y-you do?" she asked, her voice inquisitive and a bit more hopeful, "I guess I could learn to play, you know, if it's for you." Tessa didn't know why she felt like this. Like she cherished what J thought of her, she was J's boss, and yet, it made her all a flutter inside thinking about doing something to show her gratitude to J, even if it would be learning to play the harp.

J offered as she hugged Tessa gently, "If you get really good at the harp, maybe you could play my favourite songs, like Clair de Lune and Eternal Dream."

"I'd like that, maybe... if you're not harsh towards me when I'm still learning..." Tessa broke the hug and looked away shyly, not sure of what she was feeling in that moment, all she knew right then was that she wanted J to be happy.

The drone with the beautiful platinum ponytails soothed lovingly, "I won't," she giggled and placed one hand over her heart, " I promise, knight's honour."

"Jaybird... be careful...maybe use more corporate talk, I don't want Mother catching us still 'playing princess'... we will save knight and princess for when we are sure we are alone, 'right then?"

J sadly nodded, remarking numbly, "I understand boss, clearer than an HR handbook"

Tessa pulled J into a hug and whispered to her beloved drone, "But... deep down, just know, I appreciate everything, alright Jaybird?"

J let slip from her voice chip, "Of course, my dear dove." She was about to apologize for letting that slip out, but Tess was already responding with an almost angel soft voice,

"You're the best, J... thank you."

Every time Tessa would have harp practice, J stood by, watching over, both since James hard ordered J to be there if Tessa needed anything, but also so J could hear her beloved human girl getting slowly better at the harp, which made J's adoration for the girl grow more and more every day. "We will never be together," she sighed to herself quietly, watching Tessa practice Clair de Lune, "but, I will still dream... I want my beloved boss to be my princess."

The End

[xxsmoko-n-mirrorsxx]

Mun art- Recreation of our Halloween Costumes the Year before we had Tessa.

We went as JD and Veronica from Heathers. Louisa hated wearing blue, but I thought she looked beautiful. It was so romantic. Even though the shipping is toxic in the musical, I had fun, and I would've gladly exploded myself for her.