#Luda mae x male reader

[soupbabe]

Hey there! I was hoping to request how the Hewitts (Monty, Hoyt, Luda, and Tommy) react to Thomas' s/o saving their lives after a medical emergency, like a heart attack or seizure or something. Maybe the reader was a nurse/doctor before coming down to texas and it being pretty early on in Thomas and the reader's relationship, saving their lives kind of cements them as part of the family. male reader, if you don't mind

The Hewitt Family reacting to Thomas's Male! Doctor! S/o

I love love loved this prompt!! My mind was scattered so I hope you're alright with headcanons 😅 this is def more Hoyt and Monty focussed so I hope you don't mind

Tagging: @slaasherslut, @the-pinstriped-hood, @devil-doll13

Warnings: not a lot, just like some aspects of homophobia mentioned for like 2 bullet points

- I think you were a saving grace to this family, truly

- we've all seen them play doctor at home and it never ends well

- Especially for Monty

- But you weren't kept around for your medical advice, you were spared because you thought Thomas was handsome

- I think Luda Mae might've been the only one to welcome you so quickly, just because you mattered so much to Thomas

- He was so nervous about it, especially since Hoyt and Monty have been less than kind about you and him

- Their lack of respect definitely stems from some level of homophobia- they definitely view gay men as people who are inherently less masculine and therefore have to prove themselves in order to stick around

- How they treat you is dependent on your worth and work as a man and what you can serve to them

- Though I think everything changes once Hoyt suffers a heart attack

- The Hewitts were all in disarray- it was very sudden and they didn't know what to do (not to mention Hoyt would've been still agitated about the whole thing and how people were acting)

- Until you came in, took control of the situation, and mentioned you were a doctor

- It was all a matter of luck honestly- you were lucky to have a bottle of aspirin in your bag when you first arrived and an AED put in at the old police station

- You had to stay with Hoyt, Monty, and Luda Mae while Thomas ran out and get it

- While your boyfriend was away, you were dealing with making sure Hoyt stays conscious, listening to Monty telling you to hurry up and reminding you to not call 911, and explaining to Luda what was happening

- It was all very hectic and you handled it like a champ tbh

- Afterwards was a very tense couple of days

- I think Hoyt does have a little bit of appreciation of what you've done, he's a tiny tiny miniscule bit of honorable in that regard

- Definitely solidified your place in the family no matter what happens between you and Thomas

- Hoyt and Monty still poke fun and ridicule you from time to time, but it's a lot less harsh

- They recognize the effort you put in to the family and taking care of everyone

- Hell any man is respectable if you willingly volunteer to change Monty's old ass bandages

#thomas hewitt x reader #thomas hewitt #luda mae hewitt #monty hewitt #charlie hewitt #sheriff hoyt #the texas chainsaw massacre 2003 #the texas chainsaw massacre x reader #tcm x reader #slasher x reader #x male reader

[myers-meadow]

Meadow's Masterlist for Michael Myers & Thomas Hewitt & The Grabber

My list of works is growing and growing, so I split my masterlist up. Here is the list for the fics I've written for Michael Myers, Bo, Vincent and Lester Sinclair, Thomas Hewitt and The Grabber. Created and last updated on 24-04-2023. All my writing, even the shorter pieces that don't go onto AO3, are reblogged over at @myers-meadow-archive for ease of keeping track and archival purposes.

The link to my list for my other masterlist with Otis Driftwood, other horror writing and several other fandoms is here.

The links are in order of fandom, the newest writings are at the top.

Reblogging my writing is very much appreciated, but reposting it, on any site, is plagiarism.

Michael Myers

Feeding him by accident (sfw, oneshot)

Sunday roast (sfw, oneshot)

With s/o who likes being picked up (request, headcanons)

RZ Michael Myers x female therapist: New urge (heed warnings, oneshot, 18 +)

Wrapped with a ribbon (18 +, heed warnings, oneshot)

Through lace curtains. (18 +, drabble)

Valentine's Day in Smiths Grove (sfw, oneshot)

Care for me, 18 +, heed the warnings for each chapter. part 1. part 2. part 3. part 4. part 5 (final)

Stargazing (fluff, sfw, oneshot)

Untitled fluff (sfw, oneshot)

Shapes on his skin (fluff, sfw, oneshot)

Floral and fading (smut, oneshot)

Priest! Michael Myers (RZ) 18 + heed warnings

Bo, Vincent and Lester Sinclair

Bo Sinclair x reader: Planetarium. (angst, comfort, sfw, oneshot)

Multi-chapter fic Vincent x OC x Bo/Poly Sinclairs. The Ambrose Summer Vacation. Chapter 1. Chapter 2. Chapter 3. Chapter 4. (ongoing, 18 +)

Vincent Sinclair x gn reader: art and comfort request.

Bo Sinclair x fem OC: Sweet treat. (18 +, oneshot)

Ambrose Boba Tea Shop AU Vincent/Mango boba; Lester/Black milk tea

Vincent x you/female reader x Bo Drabble

Thomas Hewitt

Letter by letter (sfw, oneshot)

Musings of Luda Mae (Sfw)

Kiss your boyfriend (dark, oneshot)

Safe with him (dark, spiritual sequel to Kiss Your Boyfriend, drabble)

The Grabber

Eggs for breakfast (request)

The Grabber x Max's girlfriend: The rhythm of life (heed warnings, one-shot).

Punishment (18 +, heed warnings, drabble)

Birthday headcanons

Male reader headcanons (request, sfw)

Request masochist reader (18 +, heed warnings, oneshot)

Helpful people get rewarded (18 +, heed warnings, oneshot)

Request for apprentice reader (sfw)

Divider by @/firefly-graphics

#masterlist #meadow's writing #thomas hewitt x reader #michael myers #michael myers x reader #thomas hewitt #the grabber #the grabber x reader #slasher fandom #slasher community

[trashyslashers]

Hi, so I thought about my request and there it is...I hope it's okay. 😅

Could you do a headcanons with Jason Voorhees, Bubba Sawyer, Thomas Hewitt and Vincent Sinclair and demon male reader who helps to hunt the victims down (criminals, really bad people, etc.)?

I know this stuff is already way too much information but he's extremely tall and has a tail. You can completely ignore these If it's too much and just work with the things above. If you have any questions, just ask. 😁

I hope I did everything right. Thank you so much If you will write this for me. ❤❤❤

Have a nice day. 😙🤗

Unfortunately I don't write for Vincent anymore, I'm sorry! But I'm happy to do the other three. Feel free to send in another request with someone else if you'd like!

content warning for very, very brief reference to sexual assault in the third bullet point for Jason.

Jason Voorhees, Bubba Sawyer, and Thomas Hewitt x demon male!reader

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Jason Voorhees

Now, he and his mama were never really religious... but he definitely knew what demons were.

He loves it when he's approaching a group of unaware, clueless campers and he overhears them telling campfire tales about the Demon of Camp Crystal Lake that's said to roam around; tall and foreboding with a tail that resembled a snake.

Jason respects the fact that you only target/want to target those that actually deserve it. Though, to him, much like to his mother as well, practically anyone who sets foot on the campgrounds deserves it - but he understands that you're only going to go after those who've done something truly terrible. You know, those boyfriends who can't seem to take no for an answer, the girls who seem to know a little too much about what happened to their friend who's missing - you know the type.

Actually really likes to see the various ways you're able to chase down and ensnare your victims! Whether you happen to be inhumanly fast like he is, or if you have some form of otherworldly abilities that you use to your advantage, he loves to see what you come up. Jason's a pretty creatively sadistic guy too, you know.

Just don't get hurt. Despite the fact that you're a literal demon, it doesn't change the fact that you're still his s/o and he does NOT want to see you hurt.

Bubba Sawyer

Lowkey does scare Bubba a bit at first. It's not you - it's just.... you. A demon, definitely scary! But he warms up to you very quickly, evidently, as you two become partners, once you show you're not going to hurt him or his family and that underneath that hellish exterior, you're actually very kind.

Partners romantically and, inevitably, in crime. Your tall intimidating stature is perfect for helping him guard his home against any intruders there to hurt you two and his family.

He's happy that you want to help out! Though like Jason, he does worry about you getting hurt - but he knows you can take care of yourself, especially given the fact that you're not exactly human. He's happy you want to help out keeping his family and his home safe from intruders and the bad people who want to try to trespass.

Bubba definitely would like to play with your tail if you let him. If you two were cuddling in bed, sat together on the couch, at the dinner table... he'd love to gently twiddle it in his hands. He's very gentle!

If you just so happen to be taller than him, Bubba loves this. He's so very used to having to be the one doing the protecting, so having someone who's taller than him who he can feel safe with (even though he'd still be there to keep you safe, too!) means the world to him.

Thomas Hewitt

Tommy is, maybe surprisingly, almost.... apathetic to it.

It's not that he doesn't care, but Thomas has already seen and been through so much shit that it takes a lot to really phase him. And you? A demon, sure, and boy does he worry about how Hoyt and Luda Mae feel, but first and foremost you're his significant other. Demon second. He loves and cares for you the way you are.

Tommy knows he already scares pretty much anyone and everyone outside of his family and his family's immediate friends, so he's sympathetic to the fact that you probably scare the shit out of everyone that lays their eyes on you. Not him, though!

If your abilities extend to super human strength, he's very pleased. Thomas is an absolute mammoth of a man who can, and does, very regularly haul grown men around with ease, but he's human and does get tired and occasionally run into a particularly heavy or hard to handle victim. Having someone around who could help, especially his significant other, would not only help him, but what a nice way to bond!

Considering the fact that you're a demon, it's not too farfetched to assume you've seen sights that would upset/scare/disturb humans, and because of this... Tommy trusts you with seeing his unmasked face earlier than he would had you not been a demon.

#request #slashers #slasher x reader #slashers x reader #slasher imagines #slasher headcanons #slasher scenarios #jason voorhees #jason voorhees x reader #bubba sawyer #bubba sawyer x reader #thomas hewitt #thomas hewitt x reader #leatherface #leatherface x reader #horror x reader

[sweet-slashers]

Heya!! I was wondering if I could get a male reader x Thomas Hewitt domestic bliss type headcanons? I feel like Tommy would be one of the slashers who really loves the idea of like having a homely place with a garden and his s/o being there to greet him and give him a kiss on the way out the door in the mornings…cooking together in the evenings…I keep imagining maybe Tommy and the reader move into an old farm house now vacant that’s close to the Hewitt property but still separate so they can have their own place and it’s making me 🥰🥰🥰 no worries if you can’t/don’t want to do write this one and no pressure about time!!! Love your blog!! 💛

Thomas hewitt x Male reader

• Thomas will love the domestic bliss and will always be there for his love. Thomas always dream of the day but did had doubt until he met you.

• I imagine the house is a small barn but enough room with view of the Hewitt property. It took little hard work but at end it was Thomas and your home.

• Thomas felt at peace as if his wish was granted by owning a house with the person he loves the most in the world.

• luda mae will only agree with the big decision if you make sure Thomas is treated right. (Not that she doesn't trust, she worries about her dear boy since he's leaving the nest)

• once everything is set and perfect. Thomas still goes over to the house to visit or work around. Yes there's farm animals around the new house but thomas will make sure they have everything and protected. Thomas is usually seen working in garden (you join also but he feels as if you did so much that you need to rest 💕❤)

• it's love around the barn outside or inside. Thomas will always have a scent of happiness once returning back home. He finds it all like a wholesome dream where he never wants it to go away. Kisses are at must if you don't feel like a kiss than he won't mind a hug.

• cooking with thomas is fun but beware he has trouble about getting the ingredients right (he worries if it's too much or not enough in some recipes).

• I imagine he does do little sass like with few plain rules to follow but he knows not to cross the bad side of you. There's no fighting the man if you try to do more work around the house as he will not let you move from the bed or couch.

• Thomas does have his paranoid moments if you left to help his mother with shop or went to store, there's a million questions run thru his mind and fear that you could've been hurt or worst until he sees the car pull up.

• Thomas does try to keep his 'work' away from the house as he fears you'll be hurt but he always make sure you're safe and secure in a room so no one tries to get in.

• there are times where you'll have to remind him to take care of himself aka breaks or it's time to wash up. (He will huff about it but it's for his own good/can be stubborn). Like I said Thomas will always show his love thru gifts or private (*//3//*).

• The beefy man will fight the end of earth if it means to protect you against anything. Thomas does hope one day for a big family (if you wish to wait on that decision than he'll do so)

• thomas feels more comfortable without the mask around the house but he has moments where he'll wear it just because. (Poor daddy)

Every night and morning is the best days since he wakes up to his lover and snuggle up at night with them.

#slashers x reader #slasher imagines #thomas hewitt #thomas hewitt x reader

[messy-gemini1]

Enchanted

Thomas Hewitt x reader

this is gonna be a soulmate AU, I've been wanting to write an actual story for awhile so here is my attempt!

They say that when you meet your soulmate, you'll both have the same blooming flowers on tattooed on your skin. You've seen countless flowers on other peoples but never ones that match your own.

A set of Texas Blue bonnets. You trace the petals delicately and wonder if your soulmate could feel your fingertips on their own skin. The stories said at one point people used to be able to tap their mark and be able to feel it from their Soulmate but after so long it disappeared but that never stopped you from tapping your own occasionally.

Sighing, you leaned your head against your car seat, eyes on the road as the Texas heat made it's way into the car despite the A/C on full blast. You tapped your fingers to the beat of the music blaring through the speakers against the steering wheel.

You eyes scanned the houses as you passed them, at least you'd have plenty of room without neighbors to bother you it seemed.

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you pulled into the driveway of your new home, an old plantation house your grandmother left you despite your parents wishes, they didn't seem keen on the idea of you leaving. You opened your door and grabbed the house key, carefully stepping up the wooden steps and unlocking the door.

Dust covered the rooms as their was still furniture about which you were grateful for. You hummed as you looked around the rooms and going upstairs, opening the door and finding the master bedroom.

It was fairly large and the bed still had its matress, albeit it a little dirty, but none the less it seems soft. You sighed and sat down, looking around the large room, losing yourself in thoughts before the knock on the door brought you out.

You jogged downstairs and opened the door to see a older woman with a small smile on her face. "hello dear, I saw that someone of here and thought I'd introduce myself. I'm Luda Mae" she said. You smiled shyly, dusting off your hand.

"i'm Y/n, Y/n L/n Ma'am" You spoke, shaking the woman hand. "did you just move here?" she asked. You nodded with a smile "yes, this used to be my grandmothers home before she passed so she gave it to me"

Luda Mae smiled, warming your heart. "I'd ask to come in but something tells me you have a lot of unpacking to do" she said, gesturing to your car full. You nodded sheepishly "sorry about that, its also quiet dusty in here too"

"oh honey that's no problem, if you need anything I run the gas station just down the road" she said. She went to open her mouth to speak more but a honk interrupted her "sorry about that, that's my son Sheriff Hoyt so if you need anything ask him as well" she smiled and walked away, leaving you to your home.

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It felt like hours until you were finished dusting the many rooms in the home, everything seemed to be in working order and all the furniture was now clean and actually usable.

You stepped out of the house and picked up the last few boxes stacking them on each other, balancing them the best you could. Your foot skidded across the gravel as you yelped, tipping over.

You flinched, expecting the boxes to fall but rough hands caught you and the boxes. You sighed in relief and looked up at your savior, eyes widening at his height.

"sorry, thank you so much!" you grinned, adjusting your grip. The large man said nothing but shook his head, a leather mask along the lower part of his face. He grabbed the larger box from your hands and nodded his head to your home.

You smiled and allowed the male to help you carry to your house. "thank you again mr..?" you asked, setting the boxes down. The male shuffled and pointed to his throat. "can't speak?" you asked.

The male only nodded. " do you know Sign language?" you asked, rubbing your arm, your sleeve covering your mark. The man nodded and shyly did a few hand gestures.

"Thomas"

"Well, Thomas, I really appreciate your help with the boxes" You grinned at him. Thomas only rubbed his head with a shrug, hiding his face from view.

You chuckled and touched his rolled up sleeve, a jolt of warmth enveloping you both but you ignored it and blamed the sun. "Would you like some Lemonade? as a thanks for your help" you asked.

Thomas shuffled then nodded, allowing you to guide him to your kitchen and giving him a glass of lemonade.

Afterwards, he signed his goodbye and left, walking down the hot road.

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The next time you saw Thomas was when you stopped at the Gas station. You opened the door, the bell ringing making Luda Mae glance from her glasses, her smile widening. "well hello Hun, how are you getting along?" she asked.

You smiled " I finally got everything situated" you spoke. The older woman smiled. "that's good to hear, tell me about yourself Hun" she said, guiding you over to a table and sitting down.

You spoke to the older woman and told her about where you were from and why you moved here.

"so you haven't found that someone yet?" she asked. You shook your head "i'm in no hurry, I'm sure they'll show up when we're both ready" You spoke.

"can I see your mark? maybe I've seen your man" the woman laughed, you couldn't help but chuckle along with her. You rolled up your sleeve and showed her the blooming flowers, the mark seemingly to move in your own view.

Luda Mae only smiled and glanced up at you. You watched her with confused.

"well I'll be" she spoke. You blinked owlishly at her. "what?" You asked. "you have the same mark as my dear boy Thomas" she spoke. You tilted your head, your thought going to Thomas you met the other day.

It couldn't be the same could it?

"hold on and I'll get my boy" she said, standing up and rushing to the back, you couldn't help but chuckle at her giddiness.

You moved your view to the window, watching the wind blow against the weeds like the ocean.

"here he is Y/n" Luda Mae's voice brought you from your view, your eyes looking over at her. You started blushing when you met Thomas' gaze.

"it's nice to see you again Thomas" You grinned.

"you've met?" Luda Mae asked. You nodded "He helped me carry some of my stuff from my car, I probably would have broken them if he hadn't caught me" you said, bashfully.

Thomas looked at his feet, his ears turning red. "what a charmer he is" His mother said, tapping her hand against his chest.

"i'll leave you to it" she said, heading back to the backroom. You and Thomas shuffled at your spots. "do you wanna sit down?" you asked, gesturing to the chair across from you.

Thomas made no noise, only sitting down quietly despite his size. He messed with his hands for a second before his signed.

"can i see?"

You blushed pink, for some reason it felt more intimate for him to ask, if he was truly your soulmate.

He held a large hand out as you gently laid your forearm in his opened palm, rough calloused hands tracing the patterns making your skin turn hot. He signed again

"lovely, perfect"

Your blush deepened even more "u-um can I see yours?" you asked. Now it was Thomas' turn to blush, he undid the buttons on his shirt and moved it, showing the flowers right over his heart.

You gently raised a hand and traced the patterns, feeling your own touch on your mark. Your eyes widened as your eyes finally met with his own.

"w-wow your so..." You started

"ugly? monstrous?" Thomas started signing. You grabbed his hands to stop him from continuing. "amazing, handsome, wonderful" You smiled, catching the larger man off guard.

"oh my! you two are just precious" Luda Mae spoke, catching you both off guard. You and Thomas ducked your heads, blushing red.

Luda Mae grinned and stepped closer. "how about you come over for dinner tonight" she asked, making Thomas whip his head at her.

You smiled and nodded "i'd love to , i must get going to clean up" You said, standing up. Surprised when Thomas held a hand out, helping you up.

Luda Mae could only grin more. You giggled and smiled at the larger man. "thank you Thomas, I'll see you tonight" you said and left the store, allowing Thomas' mother to gush over his new found love while he watched your form get in your car and drive away.

Maybe love really was waiting for him

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heyo! i really hoped you liked this and if you did I'll do a part two!

#texas chainsaw the beginning #Thomas Hewitt x reader #Soulamate au

[fluffybunnyartist]

POLY HEADCANNONS

THOMAS HEWITT X READER X MICHAEL MYERS (2007)

SFW

• You probably get with Micheal first and then after traveling down to Texas (running away from cops and Loomis) you find the Hewitts who help you after Michael kills an intruder.

• Micheal then sees Thomas in all his Texan glory and kinda falls in love. So he just adopts him into your guys relationship. Thomas is kinda scared and not sure of it until he realizes her has twice the amount of love.

• Luda Mae excepts it first. Mainly bc Tommy needs love and she wants grandkids damnit! Monty and Hoyt take a really long time to accept it but they dont say shit bc the boys are both over 6 ft and could probably yeet them into the Texan sun.

• Your days consist of helping Luda Mae in the kitchen until the boys come home. Michael usually follows Thomas around bc he gets hurt and no one hurts what's his. At the end of the day you're patching up both of the boys and scolding them for being so reckless. Micheal just grins under the mask and Tommy nods and agrees so he can have kisses.

• These boys are both touch starved so you better have gotten all your work done before they get home bc you're not leaving their arms the rest of the night. The only exception is for the bathroom. Even then they're being lenient.

• Thomas kinda learns how to demand affection from you like Michael does but softer. Michael just traps you and demands it. Just takes your hands and puts them on his head and says "Pet"

• Thomas will gently grab your hand and pat his own head softly. You just giggle and pet him.

NSFW

• Both Thomas and Michael will fight for dominance and it's hot as fuck. Tommy usually ends up losing. Michael is a straight up Alpha male and Thomas is close but falls a bit short.

• Everyone is satisfied by the end of the night. Even if one needs to tap out watching the other two fuck each other kinda makes them jump back in sooner.

• Michael is a rough fuck. He can be gentler but he loves being rough and marking everyone up with hickies bite marks and bruises. Thomas is softer but if hes moody or grumpy he can actually get rougher than Michael.

• It takes a bit to find out how to do it to include everyone. You guys find your speed and kinks though.

• Michael likes spanking leaving marks and bondage.

• Thomas is also into bondage but hes also into body worship and has a praise kink.

• Once Hoyt and Monty tried busting in on you three. Thomas just stood up slipped on his boxers and threw (literally) down the stairs with an evil look. They know not to fuck around when Tommy's getting laid.

#slasher x reader #slasher #slashers #thomas hewitt x reader #thomas hewitt #michael myers x reader #michael myers

[we-love-the-murder-bois]

Thomas Hewitt x Trans Male reader

Thomas would love you no matter what, and would be honored that you trust him enough to tell him about something so important.

Due to his more or less sheltered upbringing, he probably wouldn’t know the term transgender. However, after a sit down talk where you explained everything, he’d get it pretty quickly.

He’d keep your secret. His family probably wouldn’t be the most accepting, especially Monty and Hoyt. Once they found out, you’d be at risk of a lot of unwanted attention, but even if that happened, Thomas then would protect you.

Thomas knows what it’s like to not feel comfortable in your own skin, he understands hating yourself. Still, that doesn’t mean he’ll stand for you putting yourself down. He loves every part of you, no matter what that part looks like.

He'd do everything at your pace.

He’d probably be cautious to the point you’d get fed up with it. *Pokes him on the nose of his mask* “I’m not made of glass Thomas, you can touch me.” Cue Slasher Head Tilt(TM)* “It’s okay, I trust you, you don’t need to worry about that. Now hug me Goddammit!”

If the family did find out, it would probably get worse before it got better. With the family’s strict religious stance and some (cough cough Monty and Hoyt) being general assholes, there would be lots of doubt and passive aggressiveness.

You’d win over Jedediah first, hands down. He’s seen you as a guy from day one, thinking any different is just weird. Plus it makes you sad! He’d never make you sad, you’re his friend. (He will bite anyone who makes you sad. Don’t worry :)

Luda Mae would be next. You’ve always been such a dear and she knows she’s driving you away. Eventually she’d come around, treating you the same as she used to.

Hoyt may never come around, but with a disapproving Luda Mae, Murder Glare Thomas, and bite ready Jed on your side, he knows to pick his battles.

Fuck Monty. Nobody likes Monty.

If you’re on T (Testosterone)

Again, small explanation is in order for him to understand why you stab yourself with needles.

If you’re starting out on T, he’d find your voice cracks adorable.

On the other hand, you’ve become a lot easier to anger, which leads to lots of arguments with Hoyt and at least one incident where you purposely knocked Monty’s chair over.

Heightened sex drive. Thomas definitely does not mind.

Seeing you get excited about little things like growing facial hair or your voice is honestly so pure, he can barely take the levels of softness.

Top surgery

If you haven’t got it yet, but would like to, he’d find a way. (Check out BOOdalinski’s Slashers x trans male reader post, I like their take on this.)

If you have it, he’d be mesmerized by your scars. A bonus, in his eyes, your chest is very sensitive and you’re protective of it, he’s the only person you trust to touch your scars or chest in general. He likes having that privilege.

(And once he realized how much touching your chest makes you squirm, hoo boy. Sex gets real fun when he realizes how easy it is to get you flushed and panting just by paying attention to your chest.)

If you’re the type to work with your shirt off on a hot day, Thomas would probably trip over himself. You’re so damn attractive.

He’s got scars too, and if he ever gets shy about them, or his face, you don’t mind kindly reminding him that he loves your scars and specialties, so why won’t he let you love his?

Bonus

(I don’t know if this is a personal thing or common, but when I had bad dysphoria and was badly triggered by something or someone, I’d have panic attacks. During and after these, nobody was allowed to touch me)

When you were having a particularly bad day, you refused to touch anybody, even just brushing against them. However, Thomas was always the exception. You could freely curl up on his chest until it was easier to breath.

You closed your eyes, nose buried in Thomas’ apron, despite the smell and viscera. Even if it smelled of rot, it was as familiar as Thomas was and just as safe. You heard the family yelling downstairs, but forced yourself to focus on the falls and rise of Thomas’ breathing. He was warm, soft, and safe. Here, the rest of the world didn’t matter.

You cracked a smile when you felt his hand on your hand, carding through your short, fluffy hair. He liked doing that.

It got easier to breath as time passed, seeming to last forever, but only for a moment. You weren’t sure how much time went by, and you didn’t need to. Thomas was done with work- and even if he wasn’t, you were top priority- and you had done your fair share. You two didn’t have to be anywhere else.

There, with the strong beat of his heart in a symphony with his strong breaths and a soft humming so quiet that it seemed to drift in and out of reality, you knew you were safe. ‘Take as long as you need’ he seemed to say, and he didn’t need to talk for you to hear it.

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Damn, this was fun to write. I'm sorry people won't write this type of scenario, that really sucks.

#slasher imagine #slasher x reader #thomas hewitt x reader #trans male reader #Thomas Hewitt x trans male reader #leatherface x reader

[boringsofia]

Acceptance (Thomas Hewitt x Chubby! Reader)

Request by @greybone92 : Can you do a female chubby reader x Thomas Hewitt? ❤😀 and NSFW fluffy lovin!

Warnings: NSFW, Swearing, Body shaming (please do know that I DON’T approve of anyone shaming others for who they are!)

A/N: My first request! I just wanted to leave a quick apology on my grammar. English is not my native language, so if I make any mistakes, please let me know! I apologize for taking so long as well! Enjoy!

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“Thank you and have a nice day!”, (Y/N) watched with a kind smile as the middle-aged woman leaves the gas station and enters her car. Driving away in the direction of the town nearby.

The young woman has been helping Luda Mae at her shop all day, considering she had nothing better to do at the Farm. She spent most of her days either helping the older woman around the farm or the station or around her lover, Thomas Hewitt. Just thinking of her tall but gentle giant brought a bright smile to (Y/N) face. Her cheeks flushing a soft pink and a chuckle sounding from the back of her throat as she remembers the day she joined this crazy family.

However, before she could get too deep into Memory lane, a deep voice brought her back to reality.

“Hey, fatass. Stop dreaming of your next meal and give me a fucking pack of cigarettes, would ya?”, was all the buff biker grumbled as he leaned on the counter. The young woman furrowed her eyebrows at the man’s rude words but did not allow that to bring her down. She straightened her back and offered the disgusting male a friendly smile.

“I’m sorry, sir, but this is a store for humans with common sense. Not scum who think they own everything.”, (Y/N) retorted with a cold gaze. She watched in amusement how the male heated up in anger but stopped in his tracks when Luda Mae made herself known.

“You have two choices. Cause a scene and get arrested or show yourself out of my shop and never come back.”, was all the older woman said before the biker scoffed and stomped off.

(Y/N) sighed in relief. Wishing for the day to finally come to an end and as much as she hated to admit it, the insult did get to her.

Only an hour and half later, (Y/N) was laying in bed. She helped Mama make dinner and had a pleasant evening with the family. Now she was laying there on her own. Thomas was doing god knows what and the young woman didn’t want to get in his way. She flinched in surprise when the bed dipped beside her and a large muscular arm was wrapped around her waist. She was so deep in her thoughts, she didn’t even hear her lover walk in.

Without a word, Thomas nudged (Y/N)’s cheek with his nose. Asking what the matter was in his own little way.

“A guy at the station called me fat... It got to me in a way...”, was all the woman explained as she pushed her (H/C) hair out of her round face and turned to look the male. Thomas whined in concern but raised his eyebrows as his brown eyes twinkled and an idea popped in his head. Rolling over to hover over his girl’s body, he pointed at himself, forming a heart with his hands and then pointing at her.

I love you.

Was the first thing that popped in her head. She felt her breath hitch as he made the motion again but instead of pointing at her, he traced over her curves and bumps.

I adore your body.

His hands then traced from where the bottom of his lungs would be up to his mouth and then down the same path on her own body.

You take my breath away.

And with that, their lips connected in a passionate kiss. (Y/N) felt her chest grow warm and her stomach explode in joy. Thomas was knew how to make her feel loved and she considered herself the luckiest to be with him.

In a matter of seconds, their clothes were discarded and thrown around the room. The woman watched bashfully as her lover sat up to stare down at her body. Gently holding down her hands when she attempted to hide her plump body. Thomas’ eyes showed nothing but love and adoration for the woman below him and he let a shaky sigh escape past his lips. Why couldn’t she understand how beautiful she was? He knew how brave, how strong his woman was but every once in a while, the insecurities got the best of her. But he was there to brighten up her days and help her experience love at it’s fullest. She accepted him for who he was. He was going to help her love herself as much as he loves her.

He leaned back down and gazed into her (E/C) eyes, questioning if she was ready. If she truly wanted this as much as him. With a loving smile, (Y/N) placed a soft peck on his lips and nodded. With that, Thomas gently entered her. One of his hands supporting his weight by her head and the other gently exploring her body. His eyes were glued to her face, watching every beautiful expression of pleasure she made as he thrusted into her. His rhythm was gentle but fast. He didn’t want this to just be casual sex. He was making love to her. Thomas was sharing his love. He was taking his time to worship her soft body. The small moans and whimpers that sounded from the woman were like beautiful music to his ears and he felt almost addicted.

(Y/N)’s hands flew from Thomas’ neck to his bare back. Leaving soft pink trails as she scratched just hard enough to bring him pleasure. Her body rocked back and forth as the buff male above her seemed to become clumsy. She knew he was close and she felt her own orgasm building up in the pits of her stomach. The amount of bliss she felt made her words turn gibberish but Thomas knew what she was trying to say. He could feel her tighten around his member and that was all he needed to know. His thrusts became faster and harder. Hitting the spot her knew would make her see stars. Thomas watched (Y/N)’s lips part and her eyes squeeze to a close as she moaned and arched her back in pleasure. Her breasts bouncing against his chest. This is what he wanted. To pleasure her. To love her.

His free hand reached down to her clit. Large fingers flicking and rolling over her small bundle of nerves, making her moans shaky and her vision blury. Soon enough, both of them reached their climaxes. Thomas hid his blushing face in the crook of her neck. Leaving a small hickey as she came down from her high. Her shaking legs now resting by his own. Their heavy breathing seemed to go together as they stared at each other with love-filled, tired eyes and gentle smiles.

“I ... love y..you.”, the simple sentence made (Y/N) swoon as her eyes widened in happiness. It wasn’t always that she heard Thomas speak but when he did, it always made the woman giddy. She felt loved and never once did she doubt Thomas’ affection towards her.

“And I love you, Thomas..”

#thomas hewitt #thomas hewitt x reader #slasher x reader #leatherface #leatherface x reader #horror

[dawnwriterimagines]

Never Again: Thomas Hewitt (Part 1)

Leatherface X Reader

Imagine: After one of Thomas's latest victim get loose from the basement, the reader being the first person they see becomes the victim of their psychotic rampage. Thomas, riddled with guilt, saves the reader, but blames himself.

"Thank you, (y/n)," Luda Mae smiled, the corners of her eyes crinkled upwards as you placed the plate down into the sink, dinner having ended minutes ago. "But, you didn't have too, I'm still young as a buck and could wash a few dishes just fine on my own." She placed her hands on her hips, her lips set in a straight line momentarily.

You chuckled, wiping the dripping dish with a dry towel, "It's no problem, and I'm well aware of how capable you are Mae," you gave her a sweet kiss on the cheek to which she accepted with a pleased smile. "But, I did it because I wanted too, and you already do enough, take a loud off for at least a day." You pulled away, placing the dish on the drying rack.

Luda looked at you, thoughtfully. "Aren't you a doll." She whispered, her shoulders perking up as she let out a short laugh and nodded to herself. "You know you're right, dear. I'll go have myself a nice cup of tea and settle down for the night." She reached for the tea kettle but you beat her to it, already filling it up with water.

"I've got it," you offered. "Would you like me to get a cup for Charlie too?"

Luda breathed a laugh shortly before nodding. "That would be lovely," she purred before strutting off up the stairs back to her room, the TV already blaring noisily.

You grinned to yourself before placing the tea kettle on the stove, as you waited for the water to boil, you turned leaning against the kitchen counter. In front of you was the dining table, once decorated with plates and fresh food you and Luda had prepared special. You could still remember the way Thomas had taken your hand from under the table as he grunted through his mask in pleasure as he took spoonful after spoonful.

Although Thomas was quite shy to express himself towards you around the family, didn't make him any less affectionate. You and him had been in a relationship for about a year now, you had been great friends before that. But, Luda had long since hinted at the thought of Thomas taking a rather romantic liking to you, you were glad to see that she was right.

After dinner, Thomas had to go down to the basement to finish some work, his latest capture was a city couple from California and a friend of there's who had to be put down on the first night. The girl hadn't lasted much longer either, having bled out last night, at least from what Charlie had told you. Thomas never let you down into the basement, always blocking your way and pulling your off to the living room, in hopes your attention would be diverted.

You learned a long time ago that Thomas didn't like saying no to you, but things like this: his job, he took seriously, and he wanted to keep you away from it. Believing you to be to pure for the violence he would bestow upon this victims.

You could hear the faint screams of the male below, you blocked them out, humming to yourself as you opened the cupboard behind you. Reaching out to grab a tea cup, you paused as you heard as heavy thump down below, making you turn, your eye's drawn to the floorboards. You listened carefully, hearing the silence that followed afterwards, you hummed thoughtfully before closing the cupboard quietly.

The pop and sizzle of the water boiling inside the tea kettle made you glance over before walking over towards the basement door, pressing a hand against the wooden surface. You could hear footsteps and grunts, both heavy and agitated, you could hardly tell if it was Thomas or not. You remembered that Thomas always tied down his victims beforehand, but as you stepped in front of the door, you couldn't help the way your heart beat erratically in your chest.

You debated opening the door, the lock that was usually placed whenever Thomas wasn't in the basement was set aside, your hand coming forward to open the door, twisting the handle. "Thomas, are you alright," you called out into the darkness of the basement, you could faintly see the light that shined dimly at the side. There was a short gasp before an angered roar filled the basement, raspy and violent, it was Thomas. Your eyes widened, stepping back in shock and slight fear, your hands shaking at the sheer power of his usually quiet voice.

Did he need help? Was there something wrong? You were about to take a few steps down the stairs when you saw a figure throw themselves into the shadows of the stairwell. You froze, hesitant, "Tommy?" You whispered, anxiously.

But, then, a male, sprinting up the steps, emerges from the darkness, startling you, making you reel back before noticing the shape and height of the body hurling towards you. It wasn't Thomas, it was the boy who Thomas had taken on the road. You instantly closed the door, shoving your body against it desperately, knowing that Thomas was what he was afraid of and if he couldn't escape than he had no chance of surviving. But, he knew that too.

You didn't expect the force of the blow his body would send into the door, you had no time to grab the lock as you were sent backwards into the wall. Your back hitting it with such force, you were left winded for a few seconds, but you could see the boy stumble through the door almost falling into you if he hadn't caught himself. Your eye's widened as he took the lock from the counter, hooking it between the two holes, locking Thomas's way out.

He glared at you murderously as you quickly went to your feet, "You," he seethed, he was huffing viciously from both anger and exhaustion. You could see numerous, sloppy cuts around his bare torso, disfiguring him violently, his face was cut in some pieces, ca rving letters and chunks of skin missing. "You're that fuckers damn breeder!" He growled hatefully through his teeth, flinching as Thomas's body hurled into the door behind him, the nail shifting from the brute force but stayed in place.

"How did you--" he cut you off as he suddenly lunged, his hand wrapping around you neck in one long stride, slamming your back into the wall once more.

You would've gasped if you could breath, "Where's the nearest station?" His breath grew harsher, blood falling through the cracks of his teeth as he spat. "Where's the fucking car keys!" He demanded as Thomas roared from behind the door.

"I-i don't know." You gasped out, your nails biting into his skin.

He then began to drag you with him around the dining room, it being the closest room in the house, accessible for all kinds of weapons for him to use against Thomas. "I'm not an idiot," he shoved your body against the kitchen counter, you could hear the sounds of the TV loudly playing upstairs. "Get me those damn keys! Where are they!" He leaned in close to your face as he squeezed tighter making you wheeze.

There was another shove again a the basement door, the boy glanced over becoming anxious as he pulled away from you, looking around the room, pulling out the kitchen drawers desperately. The tea kettle screamed from the side of you, making you glance at it in unison with the boy, he noticed his mistake of letting you go to soon.

You took the kettle from the stove and without thinking, your swung. The pot opened and the boiling water spilled, hitting the side of his face and his torso, he let out a horrendous screech before he was hit in the side of the head with the now empty kettle. He fell to the floor, you wasted no time as you rubbed the bruising splotches forming on your neck, you turned and began your way towards the basement door.

You could hear Luda and Charlie's shouts of concern from above, their footsteps from above filling your ears.

There was a grunt from the other side of the door, as if questioning whether you were alright, "Thomas," you breathed hoarse, relieved before turning the corner to the basement door. the door had swelled entirely, caving in on itself from the opposite sides pressure against it.

Thomas relaxed on the other side of the door, he grunted once urging you to open it, you were just about to pull out the bent, dented lock from the wall when you were forced into the door, slammed into by the boy pressing into your back behind you. But, that wasn't what made a scream rip through your throat, a sudden feeling of intense pain crawl up your spine and through your head before it enveloped your body. Knowing you were against the door, Thomas pushed his hand against it, whimpering desperately to get to you. He couldn't break the door without hurting you.

The boy leaned in close to your ear, the pain increasing as if he was pushing something deeper into your back, "I can't let you, I can't--I can't let you do that," he twisted the knife he had buried into your back, skin tearing and blood running down your legs. "I'm not gonna die here." He gasped out, I could smell the burning skin of his face, you could hear the way he grimaced in pain as he rubbed his torso against you.

He pulled away quickly, yanking the knife out in a single tug, you jerked once, your eye's wide as you let out a silent scream as you found yourself falling to your knee's. He watched as your hand slid away from the door, falling into the hallway at the opposite side of him. His hands shook, the burns on his skin made him feel as if he were slowly roasting over a fire, eager to get under cool water but, he had no time.

He looked up from you just as Luda Mae and Charlie turned the dark corner, a lamp flickering on, startling him. Luda Mae gasped in horror, watching as you let out a heavy gasp as you fell to your back, something in your hand. Charlie cursed violently, his eyes dropping to you and back to the frozen boy, he seethed before he raced back into the living room as fast as his withering bones would let him. Preparing his shot gun, which was under the coffee table.

Luda Mae grabbed the sides of your face, willing you to look at her as she screamed at Charlie to get the shot gun. That's when the boy dropped the knife, looking directly at you, his eyes wide in terror as you held up the one thing that made his stomach drop.

Down below, he could feel the rumble of the chainsaw starting as Thomas climbed the steps once more, the noise of the device prominent in his ears. You let your lips curve into a tired smirk before your hand fell from your side, hitting the floor boards and out fell the rusty lock from between your fingertips.

"Shit--" he cursed, before stumbling backwards.

The basement door burst open with a thundering clap as it hit the back wall, Luda Mae glared at the boy that was already cowering as he struggled to open the front door. "Get that boy, Thomas!" She roared, but Thomas didn't need to be told as he raised his chainsaw in the air.

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[myers-meadow]

Meadow's Masterlist

My list of works is growing and growing, so here is a masterlist. Last updated on 18-04-2023. All my writing, even the shorter pieces that don't go onto AO3, are reblogged over at @myers-meadow-archive for ease of keeping track and archival purposes.

The links are in order of fandom, the newest writings are at the top.

Reblogging my writing is very much appreciated, but reposting it, on any site, is plagiarism.

My AO3

Otis B. Driftwood

A muse for him and him alone (heed warnings, multichap)

Gn reader: Knocking on a stranger's door (sfw, alternate beginning to Sweet thing)

Fem reader: Sweet thing/forgotten hot cocoa (mild smut, oneshot)

New Year's (drabble, sfw)

Gn reader: Late Night Visit (to the Firefly House), (sfw, oneshot).

Dating headcanons

Slow burn Otis Driftwood x OC in an AU shared with @immortal-velociraptor and @vincent-sinclair-deserved-better. Chapter one, chapter two, chapter three, chapter four, chapter five, chapter 6.1, chapter 6.2.

Moon Boys/Arthur Harrow

Moon boys and Arthur Harrow x OCs: Chapter one.

The Grabber

Eggs for breakfast (request)

The Grabber x Max's girlfriend: The rhythm of life (heed warnings, one-shot).

Punishment (18 +, heed warnings, drabble)

Birthday headcanons

Male reader headcanons (request, sfw)

Request masochist reader (18 +, heed warnings, oneshot)

Helpful people get rewarded (18 +, heed warnings, oneshot)

Request for apprentice reader (sfw)

Sinclair brothers

Bo Sinclair x reader: Planetarium. (angst, comfort, sfw, oneshot)

Multi-chapter fic Vincent x OC x Bo/Poly Sinclairs. The Ambrose Summer Vacation. Chapter 1. Chapter 2. Chapter 3. Chapter 4. (ongoing, 18 +)

Vincent Sinclair x gn reader: art and comfort request.

Bo Sinclair x fem OC: Sweet treat. (18 +, oneshot)

Ambrose Boba Tea Shop AU Vincent/Mango boba; Lester/Black milk tea

Vincent x you/female reader x Bo Drabble

Michael Myers

Feeding him by accident (sfw, oneshot)

Sunday roast (sfw, oneshot)

With s/o who likes being picked up (request, headcanons)

RZ Michael Myers x female therapist: New urge (heed warnings, oneshot, 18 +)

Wrapped with a ribbon (18 +, heed warnings, oneshot)

Through lace curtains. (18 +, drabble)

Valentine's Day in Smiths Grove (sfw, oneshot)

Care for me, 18 +, heed the warnings for each chapter. part 1. part 2. part 3. part 4. part 5 (final)

Stargazing (fluff, sfw, oneshot)

Untitled fluff (sfw, oneshot)

Shapes on his skin (fluff, sfw, oneshot)

Floral and fading (smut, oneshot)

Priest! Michael Myers (RZ) 18 + heed warnings

Thomas Hewitt

Letter by letter (sfw, oneshot)

Musings of Luda Mae (Sfw)

Kiss your boyfriend (dark, oneshot)

Safe with him (dark, spiritual sequel to Kiss Your Boyfriend, drabble)

Other horror characters/Multiple fandoms

Valak x reader, Ed Warren x reader: Serpent Tongue (dark, 18 + heed warnings, oneshot)

Jason Voorhees x reader: A Strawberry Summer (fluff, sfw, oneshot).

Slashers and their favourite flowers headcannon list

Notes from your slasher S/O

Other fandoms

Gaunter O'Dimm from The Witcher 3 - multichapter (completed), oneshots

Nuada Silverlance from Hellboy 2 - multichapter (completed)

King Radovid and Geralt of Rivia oneshots

Dividers by @/firefly-graphics

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[soupbabe]

Oooh could I request chubby autistic trans male reader x transmasc leatherface? Ignore this if you don’t want to obvi, but I saw your post on doing t4t stuff and thought I’d go for it! I’m just a chubby pre-everything guy with all the dysphoria, so having a chubby bf who hides his face and also has trouble talking would just be 👌

Transmasc! Thomas Hewitt x Chubby! Autistic! Trans! Bf Headcanons

Anon we are the same person <3 While I'm not too sure which Leatherface you wanted, I felt like Tommy was a right choice for this <3

Warning: light mentions of transphobia, Reader is written to be pre-everything, I think I hype up Luda Mae too much, half of this is just general trans Thomas hcs 🤷

- I want to go into some detail with some Transmasc Thomas hcs because his situation is interesting imo

- As Thomas grew up, it was definitely evident to Luda Mae he wasn't like other girls

- He never enjoyed the dolls passed down to him and he'd dirty all of his old dresses/skirts just so he couldn't wear them

- It was an added feature to his social isolation growing up :/ constantly made fun of for not how he looked on the inside, but how he felt on the inside too

- It's not the best situation on the familial side of things too

- The men in his family will never be sympathetic to his situation and it's too foreign of a concept for them to support

- However Luda Mae was supporting and the biggest reason for why Tommy was allowed to be named Tommy and do the chores the other men around the house do too <3

- While she doesn't understand it, she loves her son regardless !! Even if it means constantly arguing with Holt and Monty

- His "transition" isn't much; under the strict rule of Hoyt and the time period, there's not a lot he can do

- Thomas definitely felt as if he won the genetic lottery, growing up to be 6'5" and broad

- He passes easily with his limited speech and the muscles he's gained from his job + chores

- And even if he gets misgendered by a stranger, one unintentionally intimidating huff will get them scrambling into an apology

- Okay but anyways I think Tommy loves the fact that he sees someone like himself !!

- It's so comforting finding someone you relate to, finding someone that proves to others that you're not the odd man out <3

- In general, Thomas isn't the best with comfort. He's pretty stunted in that category, but if you're feeling dysphoric or overstimulated Thomas will do anything he can to make you feel better !!

- He'll gladly do all of your chores before Hoyt finds out, (it flusters him to no end but) if you need to play with his hair to stim, he'll sit still for you

- You don't have to ask before he's giving you one of his shirts !! They make him feel better about himself, maybe they can help you too

- If you have trouble communicating, it's alright, Tommy does too <3

- Not only him would vouch for you if you go nonverbal, Luda Mae raised Thomas ! She can catch onto some signs and help you if needed

- Your clothes not fitting the way they're supposed to? Maybe hugging your chest too much or you just hate the feeling around the arms? It's just too small? Let Tommy fix them for you <33

- His love language is acts of service please let him fix your clothes for you

- Hell, he could probably find a way to modify a victim's clothes to make a binder for you

- Insecurities can definitely be a touchy topic at times, but Thomas is understanding

- He loves that you're bigger than others, he likes his men well fed and taken care of

- He absolutely adores every part of you, as long as you're okay with it, let his hands roam your body and hold you

- He'll promise to be gentle, but there's none for him to let you go anytime soon <3

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[fluffybunnyartist]

HEAD IN THE CLOUDS 9

Thomas Hewitt x Reader

Gist: You're a traveling artist with nothing to lose and lots of love to give.

The next couple of weeks you fall into a schedule. Wake up, eat, feed animals, wash clothes, clean house, lunch, sweep and mop, tea time, preperation, dinner, clean kitchen, shower, and bed. The next couple months pass without a hitch. Sleeping next to Thomas was strange at first but you were getting used to it. He was so gentle with you and didnt let Hoyt get nasty with you, which you were forever grateful for. You were glued to his side when Luda wasn't there. One night he had put back on his usual attire and it through you for a loop. It was a human skin mask. It was someone's face. Thankfully he switched to his leather one at bedtime. That one suited him the best and made him look cooler than the human skin. You noticed his skin wasn't the best and that he seemed to be mostly bossed around by his family. Mainly Hoyt. Which is why he was so surprised when Tommy let him know that he wouldn't let him get mean with you. You had wrapped up multiple injuries from his, victims. You shivered at the thought, but looking over at him asleep next to you, your heart skipped a beat. He looked so peaceful and sweet while sleeping. You wondered what could've made him turn out like this. He could be kind and gentle, especially with you, but... your eyes moistened up at what event could possibly made him so bitter towards the world.

His eyes shoot open as his breaths became heavy. You try to coo and sooth him but he pushes you away and storms out.

"Tommy...?"

The next day he avoided you. Ignoring you at every turn. You expressed your concerns to Luda Mae.

"I mean he just shot out of bed and he looked panicked. He just pushed me off and left! Now he hasn't even looked at me today." You say while clearing the table. "Is he okay? What happened?"

"Now child, Tommy gets into moods every now and again. He didnt have the best childhood. He'll warm back up to you again dear, he likes ya a bit."

You feel your face flush. Maybe he'd broken routine and that's why you were so upset. The routine kept you sane. Maybe that's why it upset you. You did wonder about his childhood.

"Mama, what happened to Tommy?" You ask.

"What happened is in the past and it ain't none of your business. Just be patient child." She says.

You nod as the screams start filling the air. The one thing that bothered you was the screams but usually victims didnt run into the house and if they did Monty got them. You and Luda didnt really deal with victims from what you've been through. Dinner was hard though but they're all in a better place now. You hear the door slam open.

"Where's Jesse?" A male yelled.

You paled as a large man came running into the kitchen. He wasn't as tall as Thomas but he was definitely pretty athletic. He brandishes a large blade. You backed up and moved in front of Luda Mae.

"Where is he?!" He yells coming towards you.

"Thomas!" You yell.

"Hoyt!" Luda Mae yells as well.

He comes running towards you and knocks Luda Mae down. He grabs you by your wrist and drags you outside with you clawing at his arm.

"Get off me!" You shriek.

"Not until you show me a way out of this shit hole!"

"Fuck you." You spit, wanting Thomas to come and save you.

He drags you kicking and screaming through the woods. You hear the chainsaw whirring and you start to scream louder before he slams your head into a tree. Pain and dizziness clouded your vision. He held the blade up to your throat pressing down.

"Keep your mouth shut bitch." He hissed.

You whimpered as he pulled you behind a tree as you hear shouting and screaming along with the chainsaw. You could hear them getting closer, then getting further away. Then you recognized the woods. You were near Aunties and Henriettas trailer.

"I-I'll show you a way out." You say shaking.

"You better not be lying!"

"I'm not!"

You start leading him deeper into the woods, his grip tightening with each minute. The you feel his grip loosen as he sees the trailer. You scratch his face hard and he falls back. You start running back to the house, fear and adrenaline pumping through your veins. You just wanted Thomas back! You needed to be near him. He protected you and saved you at every possible moment. You feel a sharp pain in your right shoulder. Screaming you fall to the ground. You feel him plant his boot on the small of your back and put a sickening amount of pressure on your spinal cord.

"You cunt!" He yelled before the chainsaw revved and the screaming started.

The pressure left your body and you scrambled up, still in pain and turned around. You see Thomas, covered in blood and his chest heaving. Your feet move before you can thing and you throw yourself in his arms. Ankle deep in blood and viscera. His hand wraps around your waist and he pulls you closer. His breath evens put as your in your arms. He checks your injuries.

"I'm okay, Tommy, thank you." You coo to his panicked eyes. "Let's go home."

He nods and picks you up in one arm and his chainsaw in the other.

#thomas hewitt x reader #thomas hewitt #slashers #slasher x reader #slasher