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wanderbreadsworld · 2 years

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A Southern Comfort

A fic requested by @dogboy-tim

Thomas Hewitt x M!reader

Warnings: Panic attack and mention of cannibalism/murder

Summary: Thomas comes home with Luda Mae to see you in the kitchen having a panic attack. He takes his time making sure to comfort you and make sure you're alright.

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Thomas didn't understand a lot of things. Most writing (it's not his fault he's partially illiterate, you don't have to read to chop meat), things like DID, PTSD, etc. It's not that he wasn't smart, he just didn't have the proper knowledge of things like that.

All Thomas knew, and needed to know as far as he was concerned, was that you needed him. With your quick, shallow breaths, and trembling, Thomas knew he needed to be here. Even dropping what he was supposed to be doing, which was helping Luda Mae carry in groceries. Luda just gave him a nod, and he set down the bags gently on the counter before lumbering over to you as you hunched over the counter with your work in front of you.

His brows knit together as he held his hands out over you, lips tightening into a grimace of worry behind his mask, not sure whether to touch you or not. But his need to let you know he was there overrode his worry to touch you. Thomas let his large hands rest on your back and shoulder, making you jump.

When you saw it was Thomas, you shot forward, hoping that his gentle yet firm grip would help ground you again. The sudden movement startled him, but he quickly wrapped his arms around you, making sure not to squeeze you too tightly.

Thomas smelled of sweat and blood, but it was a smell you had grown used to, one that comforted you as you nuzzled your head into his chest. One hand crept into your brown hair, massaging your scalp as you tried to calm your breathing. He began to sway slightly back and forth as he kept you close. Despite the Texas heat, you always welcomed his warmth. Maybe it was the gentleness of his touch that made the heat more bearable. Whatever it was, you were thankful.

When Thomas noticed your breathing returning to normal, and your grip on his waist loosen, he pulled back just enough to look down into your hazel eyes. His own blue eyes piercing yours, searching for what made you so distressed.

Thomas moved his hand that was previously in your hair to your cheek, stroking the skin with his work hardened hands, trying to gently coax an answer from you. He figured it was work related, but he wanted to be sure and make sure it wasn't one of their "guests" in the basement that upset you.

His quick glance and flash of anger towards the basement made you chuckle, and he startled, not realizing you noticed. You simply shook your head, a weak smile on your has as you leaned into his touch.

"I'm okay Tommy. Work has just been bothering me is all. I'm okay now that you're here." Thomas let out a sigh of relief at your soft spoken words. He still hated that you were so stressed, but was glad that he could help.

After another moment of comfortable silence, Thomas moved to pick up your papers, stacking them all into a pile and putting them up where even you couldn't reach without help.

"Hey, Thomas. I need to finish those!" You stood on your toes, trying to reach after them. Only to be gently swat at like a fly. You huffed as you watched him put your work on top of the cabinets. His blue eyes scanned your pouting face, smiling at the way your chest puffed up, and your face scrunched up in frustration. But it was futile to fight him, knowing he was right and just trying to take care of you.

Thomas pulled you into his chest once more, giving you reassuring squeezes that he wasn't leaving or letting up on his affection. Strong arms lifted you up onto the counter so he could stand between your legs, wrapping them around his waist for extra security. You let your forehead rest against his collarbone, his hands massaging the skin on your hips, watching his own thumbs trace over your skin.

He could stay there forever. Thomas only moved when a cough from Luda sounded from the doorway. You both turned your heads to see a smiling Luda holding the last bag of groceries.

"Why don't you two rest until I have dinner ready alright. I'll have Hoyt take care of our guests Tommy, you rest with him." Thomas gave her the happiest smile at her offer and kind words. Before you could even say anything, Thomas put his hands under your ass and carried you to the living room, letting Luda into the kitchen to begin unpacking and preparing for dinner.

Thomas laid down on his back, leaving you to rest on top of his chest. He trapped you against him, letting you feel the rise and fall of his chest as he breathed through his mask.

"If my work is late, I blame you." You puffed, settling into his chest. You moved on top of him as he chuckled, nodding as he accepted responsibility if your work was late.

Thanks to Thomas' warmth, rhythmic breathing, and heartbeats, you fell asleep against him. Thomas couldn't help but smile at the way you trusted him. Despite what he did, what his family did, you stayed. Thomas would do anything for you.

Muffled screams echoed up from the basement, followed by Hoyt's sadistic laughter. When you shifted, Thomas panicked that you were waking up from the noise. He quickly pressed your head into his chest, trying to shield you from the noise as his Aunt and Uncle prepared dinner. Thomas was determined to let you rest for as long as possible, wanting to keep you safe as long as he could.

#I hope you enjoy soft Thomas #Thomas Hewitt is a baby #thomas hewitt fluff #thomas hewitt #thomas hewiit is a sweetie #texas chainsaw massacre #thomas hewitt x reader #m!reader

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details-later · 3 years

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How the slashers would comfort an Overwhelmed GN!S/O

(a/n: btw my requests are open for all characters!)

Characters included: Thomas Hewitt, Brahms Heelshire, and Vincent Sinclair

Thomas Hewitt:

Thomas would be so delicate well as much as he can be being a big ol guy. If he saw you overwhelmed over life and everything going on, he would try his hardest to figure out a way to help while you are incapable to help yourself.

He would try to get you to communicate as best you can while this is going down. In a more extreme case where you may slip into a panic attack he would just hold you until your breath evens out.

He tries not to freak out if what he’s doing isnt helping. He would rack his brain to remember anything that could possibly help you calm down.

Luda would probably have to step in if it was a really bad panic attack cause it would probably induce one in thomas.

All in all 7/10 pretty good but can improve

Brahms Heelshire

He tries his best truly but he honestly doesnt understand.

Like you should be taking care of him??? Why are you crying??? Can you stop crying and make me food??? we are kinda on a schedule here???

He will do his best would mostly just be hugging you but so awkward since hes so put off by your crying.

He would get you a glass of water help you through it till it pasts.

Once you are fine he will go back to being the big ol baby he is, just being slightly less bratty since he knows you are quite stressed.

4/10 so awkward and confused.

Vincent Sinclair

Sweet wax man, so nice so sweet tries to help you.

Vinny will put on some classical music probably like Tchaikovsky Swan Lake or like a Chopin nocturne.

He will do anything for you.

If you want to be smothered in blankets and be held so you can ground yourself he will pause any project and will just lay down with you helping you calm down.

He will make sure the room is nice and cozy and everything is perfect to make sure you are comfortable.

9/10 he truly loves you and wants to help (minus 1 cause his hair may be crunchy with wax)

#vincent sinclair x reader #Vincent Sinclair fluff #vincent sinclair x you #vincent sinclair #thomas hewitt x reader #Thomas Hewitt #thomas hewiit x you #brahms heelshire #brahms heelshire x reader #brahms x you

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datenightfright · 4 years

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Drabble of Thomas and child playfighting please??

Instead of just one child...have TWO children! :D

Tommy knows his boy starts getting rowdy, it’s time to take things out to the field. So he chases the small child out of the house, making sure to stomp his feet extra loud. The boy shoots past Mama Mae screaming at the top of his lungs.

For Tommy it’s easy catching up to the boy. he scoops the screeching child up into his arms and begins to twirl. “Daddy!!!!” He stops spinning as he sees his little girl run to him with arms wide open. Tommy scoops her up too and begins to spin again. The sound of his children’s laughter fills his heart with love.

He puts them down and watches them run to the barn, giggling all the way. He knows where they’re going, to the mattress, so he can toss them around. He smiles and runs right after them.

#thomas hewitt #texas chainsaw massacre #tcm #reader x thomas hewiit

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details-later · 3 years

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Bonjour everyone! I wanted to inform yall that i am heading into school tomorrow ( senior year in HS!!!) and wanted yall to know that posts will be more infrequent. Between in person school, online make-up courses, extra classes to get ready for college, and my physical and mental health it will be harder for me to post even more so than currently. I will try to maintain a schedule and will probably put it up on my whiteboards to try to sort of "schedule" my posts and might even try to spam post in a way on weekends just to keep up with everything. This is also subject to change in certain places since there is always something crazy that could happen at any moment. I do love all of yall and will try to post when i can <33!

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