I’m So Bored

Me when my uncle forces our family into cannibalism {I enjoyed it} {would do again} {just stole the face of the guy I wanted but couldn't have}

Having a mental breakdown whilst simultaneously crafting a post about Thomas' physique

Please, can you do a part two of what @Thewolffairytaler asked for about Thomas's eyes? Like the victim just starts to plead with Thomas about not hurting her, she's not desperately pleading, but she's at a point where she is on her knees as she is gently holding his left hand and is just pleading. Maybe even kissing his knuckles as her eyes tears up a bit. She's not scared of Thomas exactly, but she is scared of the idea that he will hurt her. Please? PLEASE? 🥺

Yes of course! | Pt.1

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"There you go...attaboy, Tommy. Finish the job like you always do." 

Hoyt knew his way around manipulation, around temptation. He knew the family’s hunger would worsen with even the smallest decrease in food. They’d been hungry before, - starving, famished; They would never go hungry again. 

Tommy..his name was Tommy - No, Thomas. You could use that, right? Say a few sweet words, kiss and grab at him. Just gotta get the chainsaw out of his hands first.

“Well, what the hell are you waiting for? Crank it up! Show that bitch what happens when you fuck around and stay long enough to find out.”

Hoyt was getting impatient. What the hell was he (Thomas) thinking? Putting the family in such danger all for a piece of tail - Selfish. At Least when he (Hoyt) did it, they were tied down..nothing could get in the way of the family. 

Thomas was conflicted - On one hand, he had this gorgeous girl cooing in his ears about his eyes. It felt so good to be wanted. But did she really want him? Did she mean it? She couldn't've..

He revved the chainsaw a final time, the loud buzzing of the blade crowding the room. 

“Hell yeah, Tommy. Show ‘er how it’s done.” Hoyt chuckled as he turned his heel to walk back up the stairs - He had..”business” to attend to; Which in your case, heightened your chances of survival. 

“Wait wait wait wait wait - No, no, no, no, no, please..we could work this out, couldn’t we? Please?” 

Thomas shook his head - She’s not worth it, Thomas - He thought to himself. Finish the job..

With drying tears painting your cheeks, you shakily held your hands out and shook your head lightly. “Tommy, please.”

That rewired something in him. The way you said it - God had sent a succubus, hadn't he? A final challenge to prove his strength. Mama had always told him sex before marriage was a sin. Women who opened their legs for any man on the street, even if it was to save their lives, had failed their family, their future husbands, God, and most importantly, themselves. “They can’t be saved,” she’d tell him. She never used the word “whore” but his uncles did. He knew that’s what mama meant. She would've called you one if she saw what was going on down here..One less whore - he thought. 

“Tommy, I’m so sorry..” You whined as you knelt down. “We can work this out - You and me. I won’t hurt you, I ain’t gonna run away.” You didn’t even convince yourself that it was working. What were you doing? Helplessly pleading with a backwoods serial killer? It wasn’t gonna work…

Surprisingly, it did. Luckily for you, you ended up in the basement of a family with a very..protective yet starved and desperate guard dog. The chainsaw had stopped, though hesitantly. Thomas was looking at you with glazed-over eyes. He was in another word - most likely his own head, trying to rationalize his decision to spare you. You took the opportunity to carefully coax his hand into yours as you peppered kisses on his bruised and bloodied knuckles. That must’ve snapped him out of it - He jerked a bit as he looked down. He didn’t mind this angle: You looking up at him with teary eyes and shaky breath - He could get used to this. 

Get your head in the game, Thomas! - He could hear Hoyt’s figurative voice screaming at him from the back of his mind. It didn’t matter - He’d keep you. Safely. Whether in the backroom of the basement or in the shed, anywhere that his uncles couldn’t get to you. He’d sneak you food, bring you water in dirtied glass, bring in some of his old clothes for you to wear, and a pillow hidden somewhere in the guest room. He’d keep you safe - Just as long as you kept spoiling him with sweet words and soft kisses.

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As always, if you have more requests, questions, or I misinterpreted an ask, please let me know!

am I geeking twin

I rarely interact with other blogs but i love yours so much, it warms my heart seeing another person so deeply interested in tcm and Thomas (psychoanalysis, incredibly well researched headcanons, etc) Idk if your autistic or not but i am and tcm is a big special interest of mine so ur posts just feed into it in the best way 🥹 Gnashing my teeth so joyfully

Ahh I'm so glad!! I'm also autistic, and yes - TCM has been a huge special interest of mine for a few months now {began just a bit before last year's summer}. I'm so glad you like my posts, I have a few Thomas-related things that I'm working on so trust more will be coming!

Upcoming posts:

The Hewitt's Reaction to a Modest Reader {Ask}

Thomas Hewitt x Affectionate S/O {Ask}

Thomas Hewitt x Plus Sized Reader

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in da clerb, we all fam

Could you do a scenario where Thomas’s child walks in on him in the middle of his “work “ or smth like that?

oooo I love this request!!

Father!Thomas Hewitt's Child Walking in on His..."Work"

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He'd probably feel so bad - Freeze mid-chop {kinda like he did in the 2006 remake} and try to steady his breathing {his eyes are so wide rn}

Would drop everything and walk over to his child to gently guide them back upstairs, pointing to the basement and shaking his head to gently gesture 'no./don't follow me down here.'

If they happen to be crying, his reaction time is even faster - Quickly wiping his hands off with whatever dirty towel he has around and running to kneel down to comfort his poor baby. Would again, gently guide them upstairs {or even carry them}, making sure to take a break and stay with them until they felt better.

Luda Mae has to tell them to "stay away from the basement, scary things go on down there, child."

"It's not for us to see, child. Your daddy's working hard down there, best leave him be."

Let's just say..you won't have any more problems with the basement after what his child just saw.

"Maybe someday you'll be working 'side him, how 'bout that?" From Hoyt - He thinks he's soooo funny

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making a post about this later lmao

The King's Halo - January 29th, 2025

first time actually drawing in 2 years..yay

I watched Texas chainsaw massacre the beginning like 8 times today and

or something in the arts ughh

Spot on {Especially Rabid, Poacher's Pride, Mean, Preacher's Daughter}

Songs that remind me of the Texas Chainsaw Massacre remakes/ Thomas Hewitt.

I’ve compiled a list of songs (pretty much all by Nicole Dollanganger and Ethel Cain) that are reminiscent of these movies. ⏬

• Dog Teeth, Rabid, Alligator Blood, Poacher’s Pride and Executioner by Nicole Dollanganger all literally seem like they were written about Thomas. It’s genuinely uncanny.

• Mean by Nicole Dollanganger is also very reminiscent of Hoyt, at least the first part of the song.

• Two-Headed Mother by Ethel Cain for Luda Mae.

• And of course, pretty much the entire Preacher’s Daughter album is so fitting for the TCM remakes. Especially Inbred, Strangers, Family Tree, Ptolemaea, and August Underground. The entire theme and story behind the album is so incredibly similar.