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[slasherimagines]

Imagine going to school and the Slashers being proud of you after you passed a really hard class.

Michael Myers: He didn’t say anything about your success in passing the class you were having problems with. He didn’t need to. He knew you were going to pass, regardless of how hard it was. But... He still held you when you told him. His arms were tight around you as he rubs his masked chin against your hair.  Freddy: “Ah Hell YES BABE!” He’d say as he picked you up to spin you around the room. “This fucking means that we’re gonna celebrate and fuck like animals!” before kissing you deeply and then plunging you both into the world of Dreams where he shows you exactly how proud he is. Leatherface: Bubba/Thomas is so proud of you. The family is proud of you. But he was even more so. He would pick you up, spin you around the room, causing you to laugh. His lips peppering kissing all over your face before he sets you down to go fix your favorite meal. And once you are all fed and happy, he would make sure that you wouldnt have to worry about anything else for the rest of the day. Today was just for your enjoyment. Nothing else. Jason: He didnt like school. Never did. All he could remember was how mean the other children had been when he went there for the few years he did. But he loved seeing how happy you were at finally passing that class. He knew how hard you worked for it. And, though he couldnt tell you how excited he was for you, he did with gentle kisses and hard hugs. 

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[kitteebree]

Imagine

You're having trouble putting your eyeliner and its like the sixth redo you've done in the past ten minutes.

Youre pretty much blind without your glasses so its kinda iffy when you decide to put on makeup at all. (Lol me I don't have contacts so when I apply eyeliner I cant get the left eye quite right)

You're at a loss ready to say fuck it, when you realize that your wonderful boyfriend could do it for you!

With Bubbas knack for crafting bone sculptures and bobbles alike, surely he's got the creative flourish!

And his mask making takes a steady hand, considering he doesn't want to marr the flesh, and flesh is tricky!

He wouldn't mind doing your makeup for you, no not at all! (As long as you don't mind some pretty gaudy colors. He'll ask first but you know it makes em happy.)

You might look a little rouged up but its worth it seeing a bubbly babbling Bubba.

But hey at least that eyeliner wing is killer 😌

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[slasherimagines]

Imagine Bubba/Thomas just spending every day taking care of you just because he wanted to.

(Based on my own bf, who I absolutely adore.)

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[slasherimagines]

Imagine being sent to kill Leatherface, but end up falling in love with him because he spares you life after you save him. 

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[slasherimagines]

WHO IS THIS PERFECTION?! GUYS IF YOU KNOW THIS COSPLAYER, TAG THEM SO I CAN FOLLOW THE BEAUTY. 😍😍😍😍😍😍

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[slasherimagines]

Imagine decorating the Christmas tree with Leatherface...

It was almost Christmas. And you lay against Bubba/Thomas as you watched hos family put the Christmas tree.

The scent of the evergreen filled the room, mixing with the scent of cookies that Ma had cooling on the counter.

It was your first Christmas together as a family. And you had an amazing present for Bubba/Thomas.

You smiled when you felt his masked chin rub against the back of your head. You looked up at him before kissing him gently.

"Knock that shit off girl! Bubba/Thomas! Help me with this damn tree!" His uncle shouted, mumbling under his breath about how he never understood why in the hell they were doing this kind of shit.

But you paid him no mind as you fell into your husbands gentle kiss. You were home. And nothing could change that.

As you broke the kiss, you smiled at him.

"Love you." He whispered to you softly.

"Love you too handsome."

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[slasherimagines]

Finished it

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[slasherimagines]

Imagine being blinded as a child while defending Leatherface pt 9

(Again guys, this could be triggering for some. Please continue reading at your comfort pace. I love you guys!)

You sat on your bed, looking out the old familiar window of your chosen childhood. From downstairs, you could hear Luda Mae humming a soft song as she prepared supper. The scents werent different. Not quite beef. Not quite chicken. Almost like pork... But so different. You knew you could ask what it is, but something in your heart told you it was better not to know.

Thunder roared outside as the storm raged. Lightning, hot white as it raced across the sky, illuminating the room. But all you wanted to hear was Thomas's breathing as he stood by the door, unsure if he could come in or not.

"Hey Tommy," you whispered, holding out a hand in invitation. "Come in."

Thomas hesitated for a moment before crossed the room, his heavy footsteps causing the floorboards to creak under his weight. His hands trembled as he took your hand in his.

You looked toward his breathing as you swung your legs over the side of the bed, your legs hitting his.

You didnt see him kneel in front of you until you felt his chest against your knees. He pushed against them softly. You chuckled as you spread your knees.

Thomas knee walked across the small distance until his body touched yours, his head on your chest. His big arms wrapping around you. He sighed when he could hear your heartbeat. He stilled for only a moment when he felt your fingers through his hair, touching the leather straps that held his mask to his head. But he relaxed as he felt your fingers run through his hair.

"I missed you Tommy..." He heard you whisper, felt your lips against his forehead. He rubbed his cheek between your breasts as he rubbed his hand up and down your back.

He put your hand to his cheek and held it there. "Missed... You... Too."

You smiled as you held him, your chin resting on the top of his head. Your eyes closed for a moment as the two of you enjoyed each others company as your thoughts went to the memory of him kissing you.

You wanted him to kiss you again. To feel his body against yours. His, hard from the years of labor from the meat factory he once worked at pressing against the softness of you. Your breasts squished against his chest. His lips, warm and soft, against yours.

You wanted him to grab you, to touch you. And when his hand that was rubbing your back slipped under your shirt, you moaned his name.

He jerked away from you. Held in place by your arms.

"Whats wrong?" You asked, your face full of shock by the movement.

"No hurt... You."

"Oh Thomas.... You didnt hurt me." You whispered, touching his face. "I want you to touch me."

Thomas's breathing grew fast at the thought. How he wanted to put you on all fours as he rode you from behind. But it was your face, the soft smile that he wanted to see.

He touched your face gently as he crawled back to you. His body pressing against yours. His crotch pressed intimately against yours. You could feel his sudden hardness between your legs.

"Want... Touch?"

You nodded as you swallowed. You closed your eyes as his fingers trembled up your sides and over your breasts. His thumbs unknowingly seeking your nipples through your pajama top, causing them to harden.

He moaned at the sight.

"Touch you?"

"Please."

Thomas wanted to suck on them. The idea of his mouth on your breasts drove him wild. He could feel his dick harden more as blood surged to it. He wanted to plunge it into you. Over and over until you both were screaming in ecstasy.

As he lowered his mouth to your skin, his hand pulling your shit down, stretching it over your breast. He moaned as your nipple popped out from its fabric protection. His tongue flicked out, barely touching it as he licked.

"THOMAS BROWN HEWITT!"

Luda Mae's shout caused you two to jump as it came from the doorway.

"YOU GET AWAY FROM HER RIGHT NOW BOY! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?" Luda Mae shouted again as she marched across the floor to grab her son by the ear.

Luda Mae watched him squirm as he struggled to get to his feet. "You damn well better woo this girl! She needs to be treated with respect!"

"Luda Mae... Please." You whispered as you put your breast back into your shirt. "I...."

"You shush girl, this boy of mine will woo you! I won't have any damn hooligans in my house!"

Thomas whimpered. But before Luda Mae could yell at him again, she heard the honk from a car outside.

You didnt see her eyes narrow in fear and anger. Nor her lips curling into a snarl.

"Tommy, you take (your name) down to your room. Keep her safe. Keep your hands to yourself, and wait until I call you."

Thomas nodded as he rubbed the ear that his mother let go. He walked to you without saying a word and took you into his arms. You knew not to say a word as Luda Mae walked out of the room.

But before you and Thomas left the room. You took his cheek in hand to cause him to look at you.

"I want you," you whispered to him. Your sightless eyes searching his face. "I want to feel your lips against my skin..."

Thomas crushed his lips to your before Luda Mae shouted for him.

"Now boy!"

Without another word, he tore his lips from yours and took you downstairs and into his room.

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[slasherimagines]

Imagine being blinded as a child defending Leatherface pt3

20 years later

Music blasted out of the car radio, filling your sensitive ears with the sounds of hard rock and roll. Your sightless eyes stared out the window as the wind went through your hair, causing it to flutter across your face. You could smell the faint scent of cow manure, wheat and the slight humidity. And that meant only one thing.

You were home.

Your lips curved into a smile.

"Hey (your name)!"

You tilted your head toward the voice of the driver, a man named James Connor. He had been forced upon you when you had been forced to move after your blindness. He was afterall, the asshole who did it to you. But because your parents made you forgive him.

You never did.

"What?"

"We're almost home at that shit hole we used to live in!" James said, his laughing blue eyes looking over your body, taking in your curves and lingering on your breasts.

"I can't wait." You reply as you stare back out the window. And you meant it, you wanted to see Home again... You missed home. Missed him. Did he miss you? Did he even remember you?

The sounds of heavy breathing behind you caused your eye brows to raise. Sounds like James's little brother, Ivan, was making out with Melissa, Ivan's short term girlfriend.

Melissa was moaning as she rubbed herself on Ivans lap as they made out. Loud. Obnoxious. And super fake.

You rolled your eyes. "Hey Ivan, shes faking it." You say loudly enough for them to hear.

Ivan tore his lips from Melissa's, his hands still fondling her slightly breasts.

"How the fuck do you know she's moaning? You're fucking blind!" Ivan retorted, bringing Melissa's grinning face back down to his before beginning to nibble on her neck.

"Yeah... I can guarantee... I... Ain't faking it." Melissa panted.

You laughed. "I'm blind, not deaf. And I have been living with her for nearly five years. Trust me. She's fakin it."

The moaning stopped as injured silence filled the car, except for your slight chuckle as you enjoyed the silence.

That silence was interrupted by a loud "Fuck!

"Whats the matter bro?" Ivan asked, pouting still over the fact that his girl was faking, his blue eyes looking angrily at you.

"We're running out of gas. So next gas station, we gotta fuckin stop. I hate fuckin stopping."

You didnt say a word as you lay your head against the seatbelt and closed your eyes.

You didnt know how much time passed before the van seemed to putt to a stop outside a gas station.

"Fucking finally!" James exclaimed as he put the car into park and turned it off. "It's been like a fucking hour. And this is a goddamn shithole."

He climbed out of the car and looked at the gas station. It was old. Paint was dull, peeling and covered in dust. Motorcycles lined the side of the building.

"(Your name), I wish you could see this shit hole." He says as he flings open the door to let you out. "Some bullshit place called Luda Mae's."

Luda Mae.... Could it... You got out of the car, and with the help of your walking stick, walked to the door.

You could hear the faint country music mingling with the sounds of rowdy laughter that got louder as you got closer to the door. You gasped as you heard the door slam open and two men flew through the door, fists flying.

"I'm tellin ya. A. Shit. Hole." James said as the four of you enter the gas station.

Luda Mae glanced over at the sound of the door opening. Her faded blue eyes looked over the four young people who walked in. Two men, dressed in rich peoples clothes. Perfect blonde hair.

Lord knew she hated them.

But it was one of the girls who caught her eye. The one who walked slowly, tapping the ground and swinging her walking stick side to side as an attempt to not walk into furniture.

"Can I help you?" She asked, her eyes still on the girl.

"Yeah, I need gas. Get one of your assholes here to pump it for me... Would ya...?" James said, pointing to one of the bikers, who had gone silent at his words.

"It'll be around eighty dollars to fill that up? You got that blondie?" Luda Mae asked, matching James's snark with her own sass.

James smirked at everyone as he took out his wallet and began to pay Luda Mae, who had still hasn't taken her eyes off of you. When he noticed, James looked at her. "Something wrong with (your name) there?"

"(Your name)?"

The way the woman had said your name, you looked toward the womans voice.

"Luda Mae?"

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[slasherimagines]

Imagine being blinded as a child while defending Leatherface pt6

(I made Thomas's eyes Grey, because thats the type of eyes I can see him having. It was grey or brown.)

Seeing Tommy? What would you have done to restore your eye sight, if only for a moment, to see his face once more. As Luda Mae told the other patrons that she was closing the store, you stood, your gaze unknowingly staring out the dusty window as you remembered Thomas Brown Hewitt.

Even as a boy, he was large. Often towering over the other kids, he was soft and silent. His hair, dark as the dirt after a heavy rsin storm, was messy. His face, the beginnings of his disease just touching his skin, was ofteb filled with a silent smile.

But it was his eyes, deep and soul searching, that you loved the most. The color of deepest grey, almost as if the Texan clouds of a severe thunderstorm had became real to stare at you as he smiled. Those beautiful eyes that were soft only for you.

What would you give to see those beautiful eyes of his again...

Luda Mae touched your gave gently, bringing your attention to her. "You ready girl?"

"I'm a little nervous..."

"He'll love to see you again." Luda Mae assured you as she took your arm, helping to guide you to the back door. "Ah damn, I forgot to lock the front door, you stay right here..."

You nodded, smiling as you hear her fumble with the locks, cursing.

"Damn lock is always so sticky, I outta let Monty look at it."

"How is Uncle Monty?"

"Good and dandy girl, goin around the house in his wheelchair and that damn dog of his."

"He has a dog?" Surprised, you look down toward her voice as she takes your arm again, leading you to the backdoor.

The door screeched from misused, creaking as it swung open. Luda Mae touched your shoulder as a sign to stop you as she locked it.

"Yes, some little yipper of a mutt. Some idiot left the poor thing on the side of the road. Beaten and half dead. Charlie said to just kill the damn thing, but Monty wouldnt let him do it. Had that dog nearly three years now." Luda Mae replied as you both walked to the rusty truck.

She helped you into the cab, slammin the door behind you as she cllimbed into the cab behind the wheel. The truck coughed and sputtered before it began, but only after Luda Mae slapped it.

You chuckled. "Is this the same truck you had all those years ago?"

Luda Mae laughed. "The very same. Damn thing is Almost as old as me, but still kickin."

"Because its too stubborn to die."

Luda Mae squeezed your hand in reply as she began to drive away from the general store.

"Tell me what happened the last twenty years. Last we saw you, you were just out of the hospital, runnin away from your momma because you didn't want to leave."

You took a deep breath as you began your tale, telling Luda Mae about how your mother had called the police on the Hewitts, claiming that they had kidnapped you. When the police came and took you away, your parents moved you to some city in New York. Every day you hated it, the culture... The fast pace asshole attitude, that your mother had embraced. Your parents divorcing after your mother bringing James back into your live, despite knowing he was the one who had blinded you.

With every word, Luda Mae's lips thinned in anger. Damn your mother, pompous stuck up bitch. Always had been a slut, trying to sleep with everything that had a dick while in their town. Not that the men cared. Any slut with her legs opened was enough for them.... But the only good thing that the woman had, was you.

And now that you're home, you're never leaving again. You're home.

Luda smiled at the sight of the big white house that emerged. "Home sweet home..."

As she parked the car, you opened the door and stepped out. In your minds eye, you could see the house you once called home. Big. Beautiful. Perfect in every way. And within it, was Thomas... Somewhere.

Would he remember you? Did he miss you?

Luda Mae shouted his name. "Thomas! Thomas Brown Hewitt, you get your ass out here!"

Your eyes flicked side to side at the sound of the door opening. Was it him?

"Dammit it Monty, I didnt call you!" Luda Mae shouted as Monty wheeled out the door, his dog barking at her shouts. "Shut up mutt, wheres the boy!"

"Down in his room woman, why?"

"I have a surprise for him, little (your name) is home."

Montys eyes narrowed as he stared at the girl who Luda Mae stood next to. "Well I'll be damned... Boy! Your momma callin you! Get your ass out here!"

Despite the yelling and Montys dog barking, you could hear the heavy steps of someone who came from the basement. Your heart began to beat heavily as you listened to his footsteps walk across the creaky floor. You took a deep breath as the door opened.

"Thomas..." You whispered, your voice filling the air as the wind around you began to swirl from the approaching storm.

Your hand trembled as you lifted it up, reaching for him. Your eyes desperately trying to see his face, despite knowing you never will.

Please, you whispered in your mind. Remember me.

You trembled as Thomas walked down the stairs slowly, as if taking in every feature on your face. Your hand still in front of you. You could hear his breathing.

Soft. Trembling. As if he too, was worried it wasn't you.

"Its me.... Its (your name)." You whispered to him as his breathing paused in front of you.

Would he remember?

Your gasp was loud as big arms pulled you into them, crushing you to his body. Sobs, loud as the thunder that suddenly roared above you, filled the air as he whispered your name over and over again.

Your arms trembled before you flung them around his neck, holding him just as tightly. Your eyes squeezed tightly as the tears began to flow down your cheeks.

"(Your name)... Home." Thomas whispered against your hair.

"Yes! Yes, I'm home!" You whispered back, burying your face against his neck, not smelling the faint scent of blood that staines his clothes.

Thomas pulled you back for a second, his grey eyes searching your face before his mouth crushed to yours.

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[slasherimagines]

Imagine being blinded as a child defending Leatherface

(Some words I'll be using will be super triggering, so I apologize! I love you guys and don't want you uncomfortable!)

You could hear the chanting in the playground from your spot under the shady tree. At first, you couldn't make out what the group of kids were saying as they surrounded their newest victim. You had been there before. The new kid. The weirdo. The freak.

Taking a deep breath, you got to your feet, clutching at the doll you had been given by the nice lady, Luda Mae when you first were introduced. She had called you precious. Always welcomed to come play with her boy, Thomas. The two of you became fast friends.

As you neared the group, you saw who it was. Your eyes widened and narrowed in anger.

"Retard! Retard! Thomas is a retard! Ugly Thomas. Stinky Thomas!"

One of the older boys pushed Thomas to the ground, causing the boy to cry. And you stepped in front of him.

"Leave him alone!" You shouted, pushing the boy back. "He didnt do anything to you!"

"Oooooooh look," the boy sneered. "Thomas has a girlfriend! The freak and the retard! Sittin a tree! K I S S I N G!"

You ignored him and the others as the group laughed at yours and Thomas expense. You turned and knelt next to him, asking him quietly if he was okay. When he nodded, you smiled.

"Lets go to your house." You whisperd as you helped him to his feet.

As the two of you walked away, the head boy began to throw rocks, sticks and toys at the two of you. You could feel each hit against your small frame, bruising your skin. Tears began to fill both your eyes.

Why were people so cruel?

"Hey freak!"

As you went to turn around to confront him once more, you felt red hot pain in your temple as a stick hit the side of your face.

You could hear the gasps as the children watched you fall to the ground. Your eyes, blinked the blood from them... But slowly... Your vision began to fade. Darker... And darker. Until the last thing you saw, was Thomas's worried face as he looked down at you in fear and shock as your vision went black.

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[slasherimagines]

Imagine being blinded as a child defending Leatherface pt4

You could hear Luda Mae go around her counter, your sightless eyes looking for even a semblance of her face. Just to see her. Your hand went out, reaching for her.

Your eyes closed when you felt her callused hand grab your hand before it touched your cheek.

"(Your name)... It is you." You heard her whisper as she touched your face softly. "It is you... My... You're all grown up."

Your hands trembled as you put them around her shoulders. "It is you!" You whispered, burying your face into her hair. It even smelled like her.

Baby powder. Dried flowers and soft perfume. It was her.

"I have missed you girl. Lemme look at you."

Forgetting the others, the two of you took each other in. Her faded blue eyes looked into yours, seeing your aged face and trying to picture the young girl she had once given a doll too. All grown up. Hair was the same color, shaped in a way that framed your face. Your eyes, the same color as before, only dulled by your blindness.

"I missed you Luda Mae. So much."

Your arms went around each other again, this time holding tightly. Each not wanting to let go.

"Well hell girl, where you goin?"

This time, it was James who answered Luda Mae.

"Every where but here. Come on (your name), lets get out of here."

You shook your head. "I'm gonna catch up with Luda Mae, James. You go ahead and find a hotel, I'm sure I'll find you."

"Get. In. The. Damn. Car. Now." James demanded, grabbing your arm.

"Boy, if you dont let her go..." Luda Mae started but was cut off by the sound of the door opening.

The Sheriff walked in. His pale blue eyes scanning the room as it went silent. Bikers, who had begun to stand up to jump to your defense, slowly sat down. His face, tough as leather, held a stern expression that went to anger at the sight of James's hand bruising your arm.

"There seem to be a problem son?" The Sheriff asked, his Texan draw fillin the room in authority and danger.

"Uh, no officer..." James said, locking eyes with the Sheriff. "No problem."

"Then do you mind lettin go of that young girl's arm."

James sneered for a moment, hating that the help told him what to do, but complied. "Of course officer. I don't want to cause any trouble."

You snickered but resisted the urge to rubbed your bruised skin. That would give James's sadistic nature joy.

But it was Luda Mae who did. Tutting angrily at the sight. "Sheriff Hoyt, you ought to arrest this boy, he put his hands on (your name)."

The Sheriff looked at you, his eyes staring at you for a moment. "(Your name)? As in little (your name) who defended Tommy?"

"Yes sir." You said, recognizing the voice now. But when did Uncle Charlie become a sheriff? And why was he going by the name Hoyt?

"Well, I'll be damned, you grew up girl. Give your favorite uncle a hug."

You smiled before you started to walk forward, using your walking stick to judge the distance. But luckily for you, Uncle Charlie closed the distance to hug you.

"How many goddamn people do you know in this fuckin town?" Ivan demanded, his arm pullin Melissa's waist closer to him, a sign of dominance to the other patrons of the bar.

But you and Uncle Charlie ignored him as you held each other. After your blindness, Uncle Charlie had visited you at the hospital, bringing you a toy that had ridges enough to feel what it was.

"You okay girl?"

"I'm fine. I just want to stay for a little bit, I missed you all Uncle Charlie."

"It's Hoyt now, (your name). Sherriff Hoyt."

"Of course."

He gave you a kiss on your forehead before looking at the others. "(Your name) wants to stay. She's going to stay."

"What the fuck ever. (Your name), if you dont get in the goddamn car, I will leave you in this goddamn shit hole town."

"This goddamn shit hole town is home to me, jackass." You said softly as you turned to look in James's direction. You could hear his gasp of anger when you defied him. "I told you I am staying. Leave."

Luda Mae and Sheriff Hoyt stood on either side of you as the entire room of bikers stood up. James, Melissa and Ivan were surrounded.

"I think yall best leave now." Luda Mae said softly. "My boys will give ya your gas, then you're gone."

"I dont want your goddamn gas." James sneered as he looked at her. "It's probably shit gas anyway, and I dont want to ruin my ride."

You, Sheriff Hoyt and Luda Mae could only roll your eyes as James pushed his way past you, followed closely by Melissa and Ivan.

But it was Ivan who sealed their fate.

"Stupid bitch. You don't deserve him."

"I never wanted him."

"Thats right... You wanted that little retard. It was always that little retard."

Luda Mae and Sheriff Hoyt stilled as they talked about Thomas Brown Hewitt. If they weren't going to die before, they were now. Luda Mae looked at Hoyt who looked down at her, their eyes making the decision over your head.

No one talked about Thomas that way.

And lived.

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[slasherimagines]

Imagine being blinded as a child defending Leatherface pt 2

"Its his fault this happened to her! That freak is the reason shes blind!"

You could hear your mother yell at Luda Mae as you lay in the hospital bed. Yelling at her about how it was Thomas's fault that the kids had attacked you. When it wasn't. It wasn't Thomas's fault. It was that little jerk who was the popular one, James. You hated him.

But it wasnt Thomas's fault.

You could only listen to so much before you shouted. "STOP BLAMING HIM FOR IT. UTS JAMES'S FAULT THAT I'M BLIND! ITS HIS FAULT. HE SWUNG THE STICK!"

Your mother gasped in shock. "No, no baby, thats not true. James says it was that tetard who did that to you!"

Luda Mae's voice filled the room in silent firmness. "Why would my boy attack his best friend?! Thomas loves that girl, as much as she loves him. He would never hurt her!"

You could hear your mother spin toward Luda Mae, her hand swinging out to connect with the older womans cheek. You gasped, your sightless eyes widen at the sound of skin hitting skin. You would have gotten up from the bed, but your body was still in fear. All you can remember was how those hands had connected with your skin. Pulling your hair. That voice, which was screaming at the woman who had become your true mother" had given you such nightmares filled your mind with memories.

You could faintly hear your mother telling the hospital security that its not fair as they lead her away. And Luda Mae's gentle reassurance to security that she was fine but she was more worried about you.

You didnt hear your father tell security that your mother had banned Luda Mae from seeing you. All you could hear was memory after memory. Flashing in your mind as your eyes stared into the darkness.

You gasped when you felt a hand on yours. A hand, only slightly bigger than your own. You could hear your name whispered softly. It was Thomas.

"I don't want to be here anymore." You whispered to him. He hugged you tightly. And everything you have felt. From your mothers abuse, to Luda Mae's love, to Thomas's face being the last thing you see before your blindess took you. Every emotion. Every thought. Every moment. Erupted from you as you cried in your best friends arms.

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Imagine being blinded as a child while defending Leatherface pt 11

James watched the man who claimed to be a cop walk away from him. Whistling like he was on top of the goddamn world. He'd show him.

Fucking freak. Fucking asshole. He wanted to break his goddamn face... But, he had to find Ivan and Melissa.

He thought he heard a scream earlier as the asshole cop tortured him with some bullshit he learned in Korea. Whatever that place fucking was...

He winced as he twisted his wrists together in an attempt to get away. The cords bit deeply into his wrists, causing blood to form and make his hands slick with it. He bit his lip hard enough to bleed as he dislocated his thumbs to narrow his hands to slip through the cords.

Tears fell freely down his cheeks as he let his hands fall loosely to his sides, his fingers numb and dripping blood. His arms trembled as he pulled them in front of him. He looked at his mangled hands and could hear himself start to sob.

"Whats the matter boy?"

James head snapped up when he heard the voice of the sherriff from in front of him. He quickly put his hands behind his back an hung his head.

A club, once used to knock cows unconscious by Hoyts family so long ago, fell against his fingers, causing him to jump before he wrapped his right hand over it. Cringing when he felt his thumb pop back into place. He gripped it until his knuckles turned white.

But he waited.

"Well, fuck me sideways... You are crying like a little bitch." Hoyt said as he neared James, his hand loosely holding a bucket of pig feed. "Well, bitches dont cry..."

James said nothing but kept his head down.

"Whats the matter boy? You had plenty to say when you first got here..." He crotched down, and looked at James. "Wheres that attitude now you little fuck?"

James's hand was lightning quick as he cracked the club against Hoyts head, causing him to crumble to the ground.

"FUCK YOU, YOU FUCKING PRICK. HOWS THAT FOR GODDAMN ATTITUDE!" James shouted, hitting Hoyts prone body again and again. Getting satisfaction with each hit, not caring if he was breaking bones or not. "WHERES MY BROTHER? WHERE'S MELISSA!? WHERES (YOUR NAME)?!"

Hoyt coughed, blood from his teeth sawing his lip open stained his lips and dribbled down his chin before he spat. "Well... Seems you have the advantage."

He turned over to look at James who stood over him with the club held high. He knew the boy hadn't seen his nephew... And wanted to see his face.

"Well come on boy... Let me see what you got!" Hoyt shouted at James, and smiled as the boy brought the club high to hit him.

James's eyes widen when he heard the sound of the chainsaw revving to life. And he turned around trembling to see the sight of the biggest man he has ever seen.

Hoyt just smiled when he heard the little prick scream.

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[slasherimagines]

Imagine being blinded by a child while defending Leatherface pt 7

Stars. Stars of all shapes and sizes burst inside your hesd as Thomas kissed you. Holding your body so close to his, you feel his strong body trembling. His tongue gently caressed your lips, outlining them. Your lips trembled apart in invitation.

He took the kiss deeper, cradling the back of your head with his hand. His arm holding you closer. Your hands run over his chest before his neck and over his mask, never hesitating at the feel of the human skin leather, to bury them into his hair.

No one else existed in the room you were. Only the two of you.

It was only when Luda Mae cleared her thoart that you and Thomas slowly broke apart. Your eyes blinked opened slowly when you felt Thomas's hand on your cheek.

You whispered his name as you held his hand closer to your cheek.

"Thomas..." You whispered. "I missed you so much."

"(Your name)... Home."

"Home."

He held you close again, rubbing his leather covered face against your hair.

"Tommy, you show her to her room. Not your room, her room."

Thomas tried to protest but at the stern look of Luda Mae's gaze stilled his tongue. He nodded.

"(Your name), you will be stayin in your old room. Its a bit dusty, but we'll clean it all out tomorrow." Luda Mae told you. "I am sure we have clothes that'll fit you."

"Yes Ma'am." You said to her as Thomas took your hand.

Your slightless eyes looked toward the small grunt that Thomas made as he squeezed your hand to follow. Slowly, with the help of your walking stick, you and Thomas headed up the stairs.

Luda Mae smiled at the sight of her babies together again. She knew it was only a matter of time before Thomas snuck up to your room, but for right now. She didnt concern herself with that.

Her smile faded when she looked down at Monty who had looked up at her.

"Get Charlie on the phone... Make sure he finds those creatures who insulted my Tommy and my (your name.)" She told him before she looked toward the window as the storm rolled in.

Lightning flashed across the sky, like white hot claws reaching for prey that lay just out of reach. The roar of thunder quickly followed, rumbling the dark grey sky. Rain, thick and heavy, began to fall, soaking her shoes as she looked toward the house.

She had to get Tommy to make sure the generator was full of gas, and she needed to get the candles ready. She had a feeling that tonight will be eventful.

And all of it good for her family.

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[slasherimagines]

Imagine being blinded as a child while defending Leatherface pt 8

(This is gonna be a kinda violet chapter guys, so if its triggering to some, please stop reading until you're comfortable enough to continue. Love you guys!)

"Fuck this goddamn state!" James shouted as he peered through the rainsoaked windows to see the road. Despite the help from the windshield wipers, the rain continued to fall in thick sheets. The thunderstorm that had swept in brought the dark, causing the single road to seem more dangerous, causing James's blue eyes to flicker side to side to make sure he didnt hit anything.

"Why dont we just pull over?" Melissa's valley girl accent came through as she snuggled under a small blanket. She was shivering from the sudden cold that came from the rain. Her green blue eyes were wide in fear as she looked around the darkened car. "That way, when this stupid storm clears up, we wont crash or something..."

"She could be right man... This storm seems hella dangerous." Ivan said, his own grey eyes looking past the rain. "What if theres some bullshit cow or deer out there?"

"Fuck you two, I'm not stopping in this goddamn state." James snarled. "Fucking (your name), stupid bitch. Why the fuck would she want to stay in that goddamn place with those people?"

Ivan rolled his eyes. "Dude, get over her... Shes a bitch. And fuckin blind. Why would you want to fuck a blind person? That would be hella creepy."

"Yeah," Melissa laughed. "All she'd do would just lay there and just stare at you.... Blankly."

James ignored them as he continued to drive. "Fucking idiot, she always some hillbilly bitch."

"Sorry man, but you could be better off." Ivan said, winking back at his girlfriend from the front seat.

Melissa smiled as she took over her shirt. "You could always have me... You could take... Turns."

James's eyes looked into the rearview mirror to look at her as she unsnapped her bra and shook her tits at him. His eyebrow raised when she began to fondle herself.

"No thanks... I dont do sloppy seconds."

"Fuck you James... You'd totsly suck my tits if it weren't for (your name)... For all you know, that bitch was fuckin that retard she was defending twenty years ago," Melissa sulked as she flopped back against her seat.

James glared at her.

But as he went to shout at her, a lightning strike illuminated the road as it struck the asphalt in front of them. They all shouted in fear as Melissa screamed.

"Cow!"

James had a moment to say, "shit!" Before his one hundred thousand dollar car hit and killed a cow, flipping the vehcile into the air. Glass shattered as the windshield exploded, singing through the air as the xar rolled. Ivan, who hadnt been wearing his seat beat, was launched from the car, sliding through the rain covered entrails of the cow they had hit before skidding to a stop by the head of the cow, that jerked for a moment before going still. Ivan's eyes opened for a moment before they fluttered closed as he became unconscious.

Melissa, shirtless, could feel the glass penerate her skin, causing hundreds of small cuts. She watched the car circle in the hair before falling to the ground in thundering crash. She screamed when she felt her legs were being crushed by the seats. She screamed over and over again as her left leg broke, causing the skin to break and the bone to stick out. She called out Ivans name before she, too, fell unconscious.

But it was James who had taken the brunt of the damage. The wheel crushed two of his ribs, causing one to puncture a lung. He struggled to breathe as he started crying in pain. His face, his beautiful face, was cut to ribbons by the glass and a portion of his left ear was gone. His lips were broken, one tooth had punctured his lip, causing it to be broken and ripped apart.

He tried to push open the door, but cursed when it didnt budge. He kicked it in frustation and laughed weakly when the door, fell over. He tried to get out before his seatbelt held him back. He cursed it weakly as he pressed the broken button.

He had to get out... Call for help...

Relief filled his mind when he saw the flash of blue and red lights from behind him.

He waved his good arm in the air. "Help! Please!"

His relief didnt fade when he saw it was the Sheriff from earlier pull slowly alongside the damaged car and stop.

"Oh thank god... You're here... Please....please, I cant find my brother...."

Sheriff Hoyt opened his door slowly, and stepped out of his patrol car. His stern face looking over the young man who had blinded his little girl.

"Seems like you had a little trouble young man..."

"A little... A little trouble? What, are you fucking blind? We were in a goddamn accident you asshole."

Sheriff Hoyt ignored the boys rant as he looked over the wreckage, rain soaking his hat. "Wait here."

Before James could object, Hoyt walked toward the dead cow remains. He tilted his head when he found the brother. He was alive.

Good.

"Your brother is alive, good thing too... Was he wearin his seatbelt?" Hoyt shouted over the rain, causing James to once again get angry.

"No, he fucking wasnt wearing his goddamn seat belt."

"Shame... Could have kept him with you... Wasn't there a girl with you?"

"M-Melissa. Yes..."

Hoyt walked toward James and got into his face, the brim of his hat dripping water onto James's face. "Where she at?"

"I think... I think shes still in the car."

Hoyt didnt reply to the boys assumption, he looked into the car where Melissa lay shirtless. Her breasts shiny from blood and rain.

"Havin a little fun were ya? Weren't... Paying attention to the road?"

"What the fuck is wrong with you? I am a victim! I was in a car accident!"

"One you caused by hittin a cow. So, what I can gather is.... Reckless driving, failure to pay attention to the road, animal abuse, descrecation of an animals corpse." Hoyt looked at James as he said the charges. "Probably driving under the influence... Is that..." He sniffed at James collar. "Weed, I smell?"

"I don't smoke weed asshole."

"And assault on a police officer."

James jerked as the final charge. "The Fuck are you talkin about, I never lay a hand on.."

Hoyts fist was lightning fast as he punched the boy square in the jaw. He watched as the boys eyes rolled in the back of his head before collapsing to the ground.

"Glassed jawed motherfucker..."

Hoyt walked back to his patrol car and picked up the radio. "Yeah, Monty.... Get Tommy and come about 30 miles west of the house... I found the kids... We'll bring home supper."

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