#Charlie Hoyt

[taeaura]

Serious question, because this might have changed the storyline of the tcm remakes. If Thomas ever had at least one friend, that ONE friend he managed to get from his upbringing. Possibly back from his childhood, too, let's just say that.

Would Thomas be possessive or a meek individual who would be desperate to keep them close. Like I'm talking about an extreme level of possessiveness that it would be considered sick. I think there's a word for that, I just don't know what it's called.

Because I can see Thomas becoming a stalker at one point and possibly following somebody close to him around if he needs to. Like a "threat" is close to his dear friend, and he's afraid that this person might take them away from him.

|Proprietorial|

GN!Reader x Thomas Hewitt 🫀

SUMMARY: You and Thomas have known each other since grade school. As the town of Fuller dies, so does your desire to stay. Feeling guilty, you decide to visit the Hewitts one last time..but Thomas gets possessive following your attempted departure..

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Thomas is and always has been desperate for connection. Genuine understanding - Not just acknowledgement. It's rare to be accepted when you're different - And it sure as hell doesn't get easier in a small, conservative town like Fuller. Luckily enough, he had found someone. Someone who didn't recoil in disgust - Someone who didn't laugh when he tried to speak. Someone his momma approved of.

That was back in grade school - Back when things in Fuller were "good." Though, were they ever really good?

When his momma told you about the slaughterhouse shutting down, you were nothing but empathetic. You even offered to help the family out with what little time and money you had. Luda Mae, being the prideful woman she was, declined your offer.

"Keep some for yourself, hun. Gotta do what it takes to survive out here...we'll figure out a way."

Everything got worse when you decided you couldn't stay.

--

One day, you stopped visiting Luda at the community center. No longer stopped by the slaughterhouse to see Thomas. It was like you were never there.

You had to tell them you were leaving - It wouldn't be right to abandon them all on their own..especially not Thomas. So, you packed up a small basket and headed over to the Hewitt residence. That evening, when you'd knocked on the door, Monty answered.

"Whadd'ya want?"

"I'm here for Ms. Mae..Luda Mae; And Thomas - Are they home?"

He squinted his eyes and weakly scoffed before opening the door further, letting you walk through. He then directed you to the kitchen where Luda Mae was; She'd been preparing dinner just as you walked in.

Monty swiftly knocked on the doorframe, grabbing her attention. As she turned, she scoffed "Monty, for the last damn time, I-" She stopped. Her expression neutralized as she saw you.

"Oh, ____, there you are! Gosh, I haven't seen you in so long; Where've you been?" - "Tommy's been worried sick about you.."

There it was. You'd made Thomas worry..which is exactly why you dreaded coming over; You didn't want to be reminded of the guilty feeling festering inside your stomach.

"Is he alright?" You asked, and Luda nodded.

"Oh, he's just fine, dear. Why don't you go say hi? He's in that damn basement again.."

You agreed, but quickly remembered the basket you brought.

"What's that?" Asked Charlie, he had been watching from the opposing doorway..unbeknownst to you.

"Oh..gifts..for you."

"Me?"

"Well, the family, yes."

"That's so kind of you, dear. What for?" Asked Luda Mae, grabbing the basket from you and placing it on the kitchen table.

"Just..felt like bringing some joy to this dying town."

"That's very kind of ya - Now go see what Tommy's up to, he's missed you like crazy" Charlie said, unimpressed. He sniffled before taking a swig of his beer.

--

You'd known the Hewitt house's layout well; It's not like Thomas would invite you over after school some days...The basement was across from the front door, it'd be hard to miss unless the archway was blocked. As you approached the ominous door, you took back your hand from the handle. What if Thomas didn't want to see you? What if he'd grown resentful of you? You sighed, closed your eyes and went to open the door. To your surprise, a loud screeching sound interrupted you as the door opened seemingly by itself -Except, doors don't open by themselves.

Behind the doorway, a tall, familiarly built man stood before you. His half-mask..muzzle of sorts was tightly wrapped around his head, strangling his neck and chin. He must've heard you - or his family, talking.

"Hi Tommy; I'm so sorry, I know I've been absent - It's not you, I've just been so stressed and confused and-"

You were rambling. He never seemed to mind, especially when you called him "Tommy." He never liked when just anyone used that nickname, it was special. You were special - To him, at least.

"I need to talk to you about something." The way you said that caused him to tense a little. Talk about what? Was it his job? Did he disappoint you?

"Listen, Thomas" Oh no, you were being serious, weren't you? "I love you and your family so so much, and I'm so grateful to have known you for this long..but..I can't stay here."

..What?

"I can't afford to stay here any longer, Tommy. I don't know how you folks are staying - I..there's no jobs, no resources out here, no nothing. It's all gone! I can't live a life like that, how do you survive out here? I'd..I'd love to stay but it's not sustainable for me. I'm so sorry, Thomas."

You're leaving me. After all we've been through together, you're leaving. Just as uncle Charlie said you would..

"It's not anything you've done. I swear."

You can't leave. I won't let you leave - I have nothing. I'll prove to you how good I am - How good I can be, I swear. You can live with us on this farm, just like momma always dreamed of. You're not leaving me; Not after you've met momma, not after the countless times you've saved me from callous assholes out here. No - I couldn't..

"Thomas?"

He had been so lost in thought that he forgot to respond. His expression had dropped immensely - He had been so excited to see you again but now all that excitement was gone.

He'd lost Charlie once. Came close to losing everything, everyone. He would never let that happen again. Especially not when it came to losing you.

"Thomas.."

He had to keep you. Keep you here; In the basement; In the barn; Maybe in a spare bedroom - His bedroom. It didn't matter. You could would not leave.

As he stared you down, you felt an emptiness surround you - A dark, restless entity caging you in. Just as you thought he'd lose it, a voice pierced through from the archway:

"Thomas? Thomas, what on God's green Earth are you doing?"

It was Luda Mae. You didn't know if she'd heard your "conversation" but you were glad enough that she'd come through.

"Now, Tommy, I know you're upset, but let's just..leave ____ to breathe a minute. Okay?"

You mumbled a meek "Thank you" before wiping an unknown tear from your cheek. You'd never seen him like that - Most definitely not with you.

As your anxiety curtailed, you made your way to the living room to sit, holding your head in your hands. You hadn't noticed Monty sitting in the armchair beside the couch; Hell, you hadn't noticed the TV playing either. It was playing some..random news station - One of the few you could get out here.

"So you're leaving us, huh?" He spoke in a rough, gravelly voice.

"You heard that?" You sniffled.

"With the way you were talking, the whole damn house heard." Shit..had you been loud? It didn't seem like it in the moment..

"Don't worry about Thomas, he's a big ol’ crybaby, ain't he?"

You refused to answer. Seeing Thomas so distressed, so..frightened by the idea of you leaving, it fed your already aggravated guilt. So many hours in his room, so many repetitive school days spent together, drawing in the back of the class. The days when you two used to spend hours at the creek, collecting all sorts of treasures. He even picked a wildflower-bouquet for you - Granted, it was all dirty and withered, but it was enough to signify how much he cared about you. How grateful he was to have you here.

You were stripped of your thoughts as you heard Monty groan and yawn, falling asleep in his chair. The TV had become background noise for the both of you. On the table, two glasses filled with murky water and a note; Folded and slightly dirty. You wiped your eyes again and picked up the note, unfolding it.

Don't leave.

Please.

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Guys this is ass should I log off

Anyway, if I didn't cover everything you wanted, please let me know and I'll update it!

[nerdyhamster]

ASKsssss?

Ehhhh?

Send me some asks for the sawyers or hewitts ^^ and I can doodles some responses

[black-cats-crossing]

The Hewitts - 1957

The Hewitt Boy

finally finished the fam 🔪

off to the next! Canon character such as The Tea Lady & Henrietta or my OC’s the Hewitt sisters 🤔

[clearmarinaa]

[nightclawduke]

The cartoon with Dean was originally going to be added with the Headcanon List but I excedded the image limit, so I'm dumping it here with other doodles.

[xxbloodbunnyxx]

March doodle doodles

Thomas tries his best to court March with what he knows, it's just a little hard to get through to her the first few times since she was scared shitless but they get there in the end^_^

Hoyt isn't too crazy about her― he usually gets all grumbly about her since Luda Mae is ready to nag his ear off when he tries to mess with March― but March doesn't care much, she's too busy experiencing the horrors

[weasleycream]

ㅤ ㅤ୭.ᰍㅤ𝅄 ֹ " 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐓 " 🎞️ Ⳋ

ઈઉ ㅤִㅤ𝘼 𝙉𝙎𝙁𝙒 𝙖𝙡𝙥𝙝𝙖𝙗𝙚𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙏𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙨 𝙃𝙚𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙩, 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙞𝙜 𝙜𝙪𝙮 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙢𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙙 .

. .ꕁ⠀ׅ⠀ꕁ⠀໋⠀ꕁ⠀ׅ

⭒ ׅ 🎞️ . 𖥸 ۫ 𝐀 = 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 ( What is aftercare like?, How attentive are you after the act? )

I am faithful to the fact that this man is quite careful in the aftercare, he asked you with a worried look if you were okay, he got up despite the tiredness of the day to bring you towels and cleaned you himself, he even brought you water to drink and then you He gives you a big hug, wrapping you in his warm, strong arms. He is definitely the God of aftercare, being the great hidden mass that he is.

"I already told you, Tommy, I'm fine… It doesn't hurt at all, you can go to bed now, okay?" You murmured as you saw how your dear partner had no intention of going to bed next to you until he knew that you were really fine and in need of nothing, remaining sitting on the edge of the bed with a sheet around his waist. You were going to spend a lot of time trying to get your great man to sleep with you once and for all, simply a man's tenderness <3.

. .ꕁ⠀ׅ⠀ꕁ⠀໋⠀ꕁ⠀ׅ

⭒ ׅ 🎞️ . 𖥸 ۫ 𝐁 = 𝐁𝐨𝐝𝐲���𝐚𝐫𝐭 (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Definitely his arms and hands, he has worked hard for years to take care of and help his family, following the orders of Charlie and his mother, which is why he has quite formed and strong arms, and defined hands with a really firm grip, perfect to handle you gently but firmly when it comes to getting intimate with you, he loves to grab your waist and hips with his big hands watching how his arms tense.

Without a doubt, he would not know with certainty what his favorite part of your body is, for him you were perfect in his eyes, but if we talk about sexual relations, he would have nothing else to say (or think, rather) than his favorite part. it would be your thighs and breasts, for him they were so soft and kneadable, he could easily grab you and pick you up by the thighs (also the butt, eh) and bury himself while standing and cornering you against the wall, or put you in missionary or bondage press as he bent down and buried his face between your breasts, feeling their bounce, even after everything, laying down to sleep on them, he really loves them.

. .ꕁ⠀ׅ⠀ꕁ⠀໋⠀ꕁ⠀ׅ

⭒ ׅ 🎞️ . 𖥸 ۫ 𝐂 = 𝐂𝐮𝐦 (Basically anything that has to do with his cum)

God, he loves to cum inside you, I feel like he has a serious problem with parenting and the idea of ​​starting a family with you in one way or another, but he doesn't complain when he cums on you, he likes to show off how adorable you look with all his sperm will be on his stomach if it comes out before he comes, on your chest if you give him a Russian, on your face if you decide to give him a blowjob, or on your butt and back if he takes you from behind. The mere idea that you are dirty with semen and full of his children drives him crazy.

. .ꕁ⠀ׅ⠀ꕁ⠀໋⠀ꕁ⠀ׅ

⭒ ׅ 🎞️ . 𖥸 ۫ 𝐃 = 𝐃𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 (This is self-explanatory, a dirty secret he has regarding you or his sex life)

He, although it may not seem like it, would have a small fantasy of being able to take you in the kitchen or even on the porch of the house when there are only the two of you, taking the risk of someone seeing you, obviously it would never last that long, he doesn't want anyone of his family to see them, much less Charlie, but still, he would like to try something risky with you.

. .ꕁ⠀ׅ⠀ꕁ⠀໋⠀ꕁ⠀ׅ

⭒ ׅ 🎞️ . 𖥸 ۫ 𝐄 = 𝐄𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 (How much experience do you have? Do you know what you are doing when doing it?)

I think it is obvious that Thomas has no experience in either a love relationship or sexual relationships, no one ever took him into account due to his illness and he was always rejected, that's why when you arrived, he was a first-class inexperience. hand, without knowing what a relationship of loving affection beyond the family was like, much less when it came to being intimate with you. In case they had a little experience, or a lot, no matter how sad they feel that they were not the first, they would ask you with their eyes to teach them some things to satisfy you the way you like, getting you a big surprise when they did the I work in a much better way than you imagined, but if you don't have experience in that either and you are a virgin, get ready for an extraordinary and slow night, with truly loving looks and concerned about your well-being and pleasure.

. .ꕁ⠀ׅ⠀ꕁ⠀໋⠀ꕁ⠀ׅ

⭒ ׅ 🎞️ . 𖥸 ۫ 𝐅 = 𝐅𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 (This doesn't require much explanation either.)

As I mentioned before, he has a serious reproductive problem, so he would definitely love the mating press, but he also doesn't rule out wanting to take you from behind in a doggy style position, where he would raise your hips to prevent his sperm from coming out of you. , you will definitely hear him let out even the occasional gasp and grunt of pleasure in either of these two positions, making you enjoy it more than normal.

. .ꕁ⠀ׅ⠀ꕁ⠀໋⠀ꕁ⠀ׅ

⭒ ׅ 🎞️ . 𖥸 ۫ 𝐆 = 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐟𝐲 (How serious is it? Do you take it with humor? etc.)

By not talking (either because he doesn't like it, he's not used to it, or he just refuses to do it) I don't think this big boy is a joker when it comes to being with you like that, he wouldn't be able to make fun of you in a situation like this, although there are times when he gets on your nerves by not letting you come or touching you slowly, nothing beyond that. He takes sexual relations very seriously, since when he started having them, he began to have more confidence in himself and with you, so he would be very serious and formal about that topic.

. .ꕁ⠀ׅ⠀ꕁ⠀໋⠀ꕁ⠀ׅ

⭒ ׅ 🎞️ . 𖥸 ۫ 𝐇 = 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐫 (How arranged is it? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Thomas would be very traditional about that, and even more so because he grew up with his Uncle Charlie and his mother, who were very devoted to long-standing stereotypes, telling him that it is okay for men to have body and pubic hair, and which was much more 'masculine'. But still, when he met you he tried to keep himself more clean and careful, although he couldn't do anything about his skin, if he could start with his hair, thinking that you might dislike him, but he started to be less strict about the subject when you told him that You didn't care much about that topic and that you didn't dislike it, so don't be surprised that there are times where he has a lot of hair, or times where he is poorly cut in an attempt to have groomed him.

. .ꕁ⠀ׅ⠀ꕁ⠀໋⠀ꕁ⠀ׅ

⭒ ׅ 🎞️ . 𖥸 ۫ 𝐈 = 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐲 (How is it usually at the moment? Is it romantic or rude?)

Like I said, he takes this issue very seriously, and he cares a lot about you, but I never said he wasn't rude, God, of course he can be rude when he wants to do it that way, and even more so when he knows that you enjoy it enormously, but He always ends up pampering you and giving you affection as an apology and he would give you many touches on your neck, collarbones, face, and obviously lips, a really good combination.

. .ꕁ⠀ׅ⠀ꕁ⠀໋⠀ꕁ⠀ׅ

⭒ ׅ 🎞️ . 𖥸 ۫ 𝐉 = 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐎𝐟𝐟 (Masturbation headcanon.)

He's really patient and doesn't have that much (it's a lie, he really does have a lot) sexual desire, and he very rarely resorts to masturbation when he's really needy but you're not there or you can't or don't want to have intercourse at that moment for whatever reason. Then don't be surprised if you notice that Thomas is very embarrassed to look into your eyes after masturbating after having stolen a pair of your pretty panties and now they are in his basement wet because of him, he can't stand the shame that the fact gives him from thinking that he touched himself thinking about your beautiful body bouncing on him listening to your sounds of pleasure.

. .ꕁ⠀ׅ⠀ꕁ⠀໋⠀ꕁ⠀ׅ

⭒ ׅ 🎞️ . 𖥸 ۫ 𝐊 = 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤 (Any kink he has.)

I already mentioned, he has a big problem with raising you, so it's no wonder he has a reproductive kink.

Also, if it happens, he would love the fact of seeing you swollen with his baby and your breasts now swollen and heavy with your milk, he will definitely have a lactation kink during and after your pregnancy, anything related to you being drives him totally crazy in pregnancy.

. .ꕁ⠀ׅ⠀ꕁ⠀໋⠀ꕁ⠀ׅ

⭒ ׅ 🎞️ . 𖥸 ۫ 𝐋 = 𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 (Favorite place to do it.)

As I said, he would like to try one or another risk, like doing it in the kitchen, the porch, the barn or the bathroom with the door half open, but I can assure you that his favorite place without a doubt is his shared room, for him, having sex It is something very intimate and private (obviously) and it is something that he will always keep for himself and for you, he will not allow anyone to interrupt them or make comments about them and make you feel bad, which is not going to happen if The two of them are alone, despite their risky fantasy.

. .ꕁ⠀ׅ⠀ꕁ⠀໋⠀ꕁ⠀ׅ

⭒ ׅ 🎞️ . 𖥸 ۫ 𝐌 = 𝐌𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 (What motivates him? What sets it off?)

Due to his little experience and zero knowledge on the subject before meeting you, anything would make him hard, such as some lewd expression or sound that you made unconsciously, some revealing and tight outfit (like some tight yoga/exercise shorts or pants and even normal ) and obviously, advances from you during his day, he couldn't help but leave that aside while you shamelessly flirt with him or intentionally come on to him or move your hips more than you should unconsciously in those nice tight clothes, wait for him to suddenly interrupt both of your tasks or to be crushed at night before sleeping.

. .ꕁ⠀ׅ⠀ꕁ⠀໋⠀ꕁ⠀ׅ

⭒ ׅ 🎞️ . 𖥸 ۫ 𝐍 = 𝐍𝐨 (Something I definitely wouldn't do.)

Hit you or degrade you (even if he doesn't speak), he wouldn't forgive himself if he hurts you even if you ask him to, he will immediately refuse if you tell him that you want him to suffocate you, slap you or hit you in any way, although he would give you an occasional spanking, nothing beyond that, would never make you feel bad or physically attack you.

. .ꕁ⠀ׅ⠀ꕁ⠀໋⠀ꕁ⠀ׅ

⭒ ׅ 🎞️ . 𖥸 ۫ 𝐎 = 𝐎𝐫𝐚𝐥 (Prefers giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He is very embarrassed by the fact that you put his hardness in your mouth, but he will not refuse, he enjoys it enough to do it, he definitely likes to receive, but also to give, he rarely does it because he has to take off his mask to do it, and he's embarrassed to do it even in front of you, and thanks to that, he doesn't have much skill giving you oral, but when he does it, you can't deny that it feels like fucking heaven.

. .ꕁ⠀ׅ⠀ꕁ⠀໋⠀ꕁ⠀ׅ

⭒ ׅ 🎞️ . 𖥸 ۫ 𝐏 = 𝐏𝐚𝐜𝐞 (Fast and hard? or Slow and sensual?)

A combination of the two, he loves to make you feel loved and cared for when he takes you slowly but deliciously, making both of you feel the moment in an extraordinarily detailed way, while he gives you wet and loving kisses all around, happy that you are whispering to him. how much you love and crave him, but then he will make you scream with excitement and pleasure when he has suddenly increased the rhythm, making you touch the sky when he repetitively hits that exact point, without a doubt, you love that the rhythm goes up and down, you will not hesitate in holding you against his back, scratching him and lightly pulling the curls of his hair, looking for some support so as not to faint.

. .ꕁ⠀ׅ⠀ꕁ⠀໋⠀ꕁ⠀ׅ

⭒ ׅ 🎞️ . 𖥸 ۫ 𝐐 = 𝐐𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐞 (Does he like quickies? How often do they have them?)

God, he loves them like you have no idea, although he likes to take his time with you and spoil you in every way possible, quickies somehow make him get in an inexplicable way, it's indescribable to him when they have them in the middle of the day to They don't delay their tasks and he doesn't want anyone to catch them, he simply adores them.

. .ꕁ⠀ׅ⠀ꕁ⠀໋⠀ꕁ⠀ׅ

⭒ ׅ 🎞️ . 𖥸 ۫ 𝐑 = 𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐤 (are they game to experiment? do they take risks?)

Again, he has a 'guilty' fantasy of wanting to do it in an exposed place while no one is there, knowing that at some point someone from his family or a new missing victim could arrive and see them in the act, but like I said, he wants to keep everything to himself. That's for him, so try to be aware of any sound that comes from outside, or constantly look around and out the window to know if someone is coming or not, it would definitely be a good quick release for when you are alone and not There is a need for you to silence your sounds of happiness.

. .ꕁ⠀ׅ⠀ꕁ⠀໋⠀ꕁ⠀ׅ

⭒ ׅ 🎞️ . 𖥸 ۫ 𝐒 = 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚 (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

As I mentioned, he is a man who was working very hard for much of his life to be able to help his family in everything he could and was told, so this man developed a truly surprising resistance, if he can easily run with a heavy chainsaw on, Nothing prevents him from having several rounds with you after a long day full of stress and frustration, rule out the idea of ​​​​having two rounds at most, because this man can last up to five rounds with only three minutes of rest in between.

. .ꕁ⠀ׅ⠀ꕁ⠀໋⠀ꕁ⠀ׅ

⭒ ׅ 🎞️ . 𖥸 ۫ 𝐓 = 𝐓𝐨𝐲𝐬 (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

I highly doubt that he has any toys, he does not have deep knowledge of sexual things, so if he found a dildo or vibrator that a victim had left in his suitcase or car, he would throw it away, he would be embarrassed when he saw the shape of these objects, apart from , for him it is more than enough to have you.

. .ꕁ⠀ׅ⠀ꕁ⠀໋⠀ꕁ⠀ׅ

⭒ ׅ 🎞️ . 𖥸 ۫ 𝐔 = 𝐔𝐧𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫 (how much they like to tease?)

He doesn't do it, and not because he doesn't like it, but because he simply doesn't know how to provoke you without having an extreme nervous breakdown and a big blush starting to decorate his face, making him look so soft. Ultimately, if he wants some hard or soft intimacy with you, he will just grab you and take you to his room and do it.

. .ꕁ⠀ׅ⠀ꕁ⠀໋⠀ꕁ⠀ׅ

⭒ ׅ 🎞️ . 𖥸 ۫ 𝐕 = 𝐕𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐞 (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Everyone knows that Thomas doesn't like to talk due to apparent trust issues, but no doubt when he's doing that with you, he won't be able to help but let out light gasps that contrast sharply with your loud moans. He is not very loud, since he is very shy, but when he starts to gain confidence, he will start to gasp and growl a little louder in your ear, he knows how much you enjoy hearing it, so he is not going to take away the privilege.

. .ꕁ⠀ׅ⠀ꕁ⠀໋⠀ꕁ⠀ׅ

⭒ ׅ 🎞️ . 𖥸 ۫ 𝐖 = 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐝 (a random headcanon for the character)

Although it may not seem like it, he loves to give you hickeys, especially on your chest, he loves to see how the next day when you come out from bathing and are going to change, he can see the reddish and purple marks of hickeys and light bites around your sensitive nipples and all over the circumference of your decorated breasts, you just look so adorable to him that he can't help but innocently leave love marks.

. .ꕁ⠀ׅ⠀ꕁ⠀໋⠀ꕁ⠀ׅ

⭒ ׅ 🎞️ . 𖥸 ۫ 𝐗 = 𝐗-𝐫𝐚𝐲 (What does he have under his pants?)

Well, a good 9 inches (just over 22 centimeters approximately) and quite thick, that says it all.

. .ꕁ⠀ׅ⠀ꕁ⠀໋⠀ꕁ⠀ׅ

⭒ ׅ 🎞️ . 𖥸 ۫ 𝐘 = 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 (How high is their sex drive?)

As I mentioned, Thomas has a high sexual desire after meeting you, simply when he has the opportunity to take you, he will do it, no matter what, he loves being with you in that intimate and special way, it is something addictive for him to be in such situations. situations, but if you don't want to, it can be controlled, but if you will have to deal with him with a prominent tent in his pants when he goes down to the basement.

. .ꕁ⠀ׅ⠀ꕁ⠀໋⠀ꕁ⠀ׅ

⭒ ׅ 🎞️ . 𖥸 ۫ 𝐙 = 𝐙𝐳𝐳 (How quickly they fell asleep afterwards?)

First he will have to make sure that you lie down comfortably, without any sticky discomfort that prevents you from sleeping, without a dry throat or annoying sweat that does not allow you to rest as you should, without first making sure that both of you (but especially you) are comfortable and well to Being able to sleep is a real love.

. .ꕁ⠀ׅ⠀ꕁ⠀໋⠀ꕁ⠀ׅ

[hellsfavgal]

Guys I think I'm in love again..

(I'm inlove with Luda Mae Hewitt, Ignore dummy Hoyt)

[drunkbeefstudio]

[whatyadrawin]

The Fruit After The Flesh 18+ -Chapter 18

Minors DNI!

Masterlist

Approximately 3,470 words

Pairing: Thomas Hewitt (Headcanon) x AFAB reader

This chapters Warnings:  Foul language, mention of violent acts and cannibalism. This is Slasher smut, be mindful of that and use your discretion.

A/n: I am so sorry to everyone for how long this took me, I just have been stressed out after my courses finished. I applied to the major medical course that I have been working towards and straight up been waitlisted, there's SO MANY APPLICANTS! Anyway, I really hope I get called into the September intake... if not then I apply again because I REFUSE TO GIVE UP! Let me know if you want to be in the tag list. I update chapter progress on the masterlist whenever something changes.

Please enjoy this chapter! I worked very hard on it so reblogs, comments, and likes are appreciated very much.

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Chapter 18

                After unearthing so much truth out of Tommy, you decided to stay away from the Hewitts for a few days just to get your head right. The things Tommy spoke about were heinous and unforgivable, you felt you could cope with the growing guilt in your chest that hovered around your love for that family but, when you heard all of it spoken out loud in earnest… you felt more conflicted than ever.

You started ruminating in your headspace for so long that time lost its meaning.

-They were desperate, it was eat or die- You paced in your living room circling aimlessly.

-Luda Mae and Tommy were tricked into it! Yes, they are victims! They were coerced by Charlie!- you sat with that thought, it was a recurring excuse you gave them to ease your mind. It was true, Tommy never chose to do it, he was pushed into it by hunger and familial pressure from Charlie. You wondered how he managed to continue his cannibal acts for so long with how sensitive he really is.

-Tommy must have learned to dissociate, similar to what I saw when he killed Dover, there was no one behind those eyes that night- The memory of Tommys vacant, feral expression sent shivers up your spine.

-He isn’t like that, he is different, and he would never do anything to hurt or upset me, he’s proved that-

You love Tommy, and he would do anything for you. You kept racing through all the excuses you could conjure.

-He killed a man for me, I’m still complicit in a murder so no matter what I can’t leave… I will just have to learn to look past it-

You didn’t feel good about staying because of legal liability, it made you feel trapped and phony. You leaned back on the living room sofa and began to tear up. The overwhelming feeling of a powerful bond with such a loving family made your heart ache. Tommy is the only man you ever truly loved, and the only man who ever returned that love.

-Am I really so above them for sticking around for so long? For agreeing to marry Luda Maes son? For inheriting their home? They want to give me everything I ever dreamed of I just have to accept their past… So why can’t I do it?-

You held your head in your hands and sobbed; you didn’t want this ride to be over but morally there is no way you could justify staying. You had been able to set aside your morals when you only assumed they committed those crimes. What brought back up the concerning transgressions was the answers you sought, and were given in full.

-I slept with a cannibal killer, I slept with him and I love him… What does this make me?-

The work your mind was doing caused you to be exhausted, your thoughts had trailed on too long and your head was hurting from crying and stressing out for so many days. Tommy had spilled his guts to you that day, he spoke the truth to you in the hopes that you would see his remorse, and you just hid away… and he left you alone the whole time out of respect.

You got up and ran out the door, you made a sprint for the Hewitt house.

-I need him- Tommy is your comfort, his big strong body was a place of refuge when you felt out of your mind.

As you jogged up the dirt road you began to run out of stamina and ended up gasping for air as you walked the rest of the way to the driveway entrance. You were frozen at the gate, you were a mess of conflicting emotions that you were determined to figure out.

A wash of anxiety fell over you and made you spin around to head back home, the fact that you waited so long probably upset them and you were too scared to face it. Your feet dragged behind as you slinked back to your home with your tail between your legs. When you got to your driveway you see Charlie’s truck parked in front of the house but no one was in the cab.

You look around but saw no one, so you made your way to your backyard to find Charlie standing at the fence staring off at the view of the Hewitt property. You open the gate to get in and he slowly turns and gives you a half smile and tipped his old dirty ballcap to politely acknowledge your presence.

“What are you doing here?” you wonder if he was coming from the station with how you didn’t see his truck pass you. Charlie folds his arms and sucks his teeth,

“Tryin’ to figure out what you think yer doin.” He says confidently.

You feel confused and ask, “What do you mean by that?”

Charlie smirks and leans on the fence, he looks back over at the view from over his shoulder and says,

“Tilly always loved keepin’ tabs on us, she was nosey in the best way, that woman.” He turns to look down to you “Seems the apple don’t fall far from the tree in this orchard.”

You sigh, he is being cryptic and it’s making you tired. You head to the white wicker bench and take a seat.

“Charlie, if you want to say something to me just say it, please. I’m not exactly in the best state of mind right now.”

He laughs, “Girlie are you hellbent on upsetting us all with keepin’ away so long? Why’d you go up and leave and say nothin’ like that-and for so long?” he sounded angry but you could hear a bit of worry in his words like a father scolding their child for putting themselves in danger.

You lean back and hold your hands on your lap, “I didn’t really intend to stay away so long, I’ve just been trying to think some things over.”

Charlie rolls his eyes, “You women and yer damn thinking.” You give him an annoyed look but couldn’t help but laugh at the ridiculous statement.

“Yeah, go on n’ laugh while poor Luda n’ Tommy been sick with worry” he was starting to pace.

You are taken back by his words and ask, “Are they ok?”

“No, they AIN’T” he snaps.

You soften, “I didn’t know, I’m sorry.”

He stops pacing and lets out a sigh, he comes over and sits next to you bringing the smell of an old brand of aftershave with him.

“I know you asked Tommy questions about the past, hell, he ain’t talked none since y’didn’t come back the day after you up n’ left.” He leans back and crosses his arms and continues,

“Well… did you make up yer mind to stay away then?”

You jerk your head to look at him, you never ended up coming to a decision and you didn’t like the sound of never coming back. You respond,

“I didn’t really conclude what my next move would be, I’m too stuck on trying to figure out how I feel.”

Charlie groans and stares up at the sky before he speaks,

“For the love of- you gotta be shittin’ me with that.”

“What? It’s not exactly easy deciding if you can live with such a horrendous secret like that!” you felt dismissed.

“Looky here missy, y’already been made part of the family. Shit, you fucked one of us fer one thing, and y’got a dirty secret of yer own with Dover bein’ dead, so get off yer high horse with that morality crap and just accept a lovin’ family. Hell, those two dummies down at the house been carryin’ on about thinkin’ they fucked up n’ y’hate ‘em.” He pauses and moves your shoulder to face him, “Do you hate them?”

“No! I love them!” you feel tears sting your eyes

“Then what’s the goddamn issue girlie? You feelin’ like yer gonna get judged?” he asks.

You nod your head and he laughs, “Dang, who the hell’s comin’ down to Fuller that’s gonna know ‘bout this?” he pats your back with a heavy hand and continues to laugh. You hadn’t thought about it like that before but the big splint in your mind was about how you judged yourself.

Charlie could see you were distraught and conflicted; he hushed his laughter and put his arm around your shoulders.

“Ah, worried about your own judgment.” You were surprised he could understand your thoughts and you looked up at him and nodded with a confused look on your face.

“Don’t look shocked now, I ain’t got tumbleweed for brains, I had to understand the human mind to hunt ‘em.” He gives an evil grin that looked sincere to the mentioned point, he starts laughing,

“Don’t worry yourself none, I ain’t killed no one in a long time. Luda n’ Tommy are good people; you don’t got to go feel stricken with guilt bein’ ‘round them- it’s me you should feel guilty ‘bout.”

You try to get up but he swiftly grabs you and sits you back down roughly,

“Now I ain’t gonna let you get up n’ run off while I tell you like it is.” You feel a tinge of fear from his domineering actions, you begin to stiffen as he slowly puts his arm back over your shoulders he notices and huffs at it, “Relax little lady I ain’t gon’ hurt ya none, I just told y’how I ain’t killed in a long time now didn’t I?” you nod and ease up a bit despite not fully believing his word, he continues,

“If you can’t get past yer feelins then stay here n’ we ain’t gon bother you no more… if y’can find it in yerself to get past the stupid guilt then come on back to the family n’ move past this shit. No one wants to be rememberin’ the past, especially those two back home; Shit… the fact that you got it out of them in the first place is impressive.” He stands up and walks over to the gate to the driveway, he stops and turns to you,

“I’ll give you one day to think on this, if y’don’t come down by the next day then y’don’t get to come on back, and believe me girlie, I’ll make sure of that.” He turned and walked out of the backyard leaving the gate open.

You hear his truck start and listen as it rolls down the driveway, you let out a sigh of relief. Charlie was intimidating and you didn’t exactly like being alone with him but you couldn’t help but appreciate the blunt nature of his personality. You stand up off the bench and close the gate he left open then head inside the house, you lean on the kitchen counter and stare out the window. -I think I need to sleep on it and decide tomorrow- You didn’t like ultimatums but, in this case, it really was helpful and you felt a little more confident that you would figure it out.

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The next day you woke up late, the birds were no longer singing outside your window but you felt light as air from the good sleep. -I’m going to get over it, this is ridiculous. People can change-.  You get out of bed and wash yourself; you couldn’t stop smiling the entire time. You put on some makeup and get into a cute yellow summer dress that matched the yellow purse you owned that had a white daisy pattern on it.

-I’m going to go back there and lift the clouds, this is my new home, they are my new family and they love me.-

You slip on some white sandals and walk toward the Hewitt house; it seemed like a cooling wind followed you as you made your way there. With your newfound relief, the Hewitt property looked a little less dark and run down to you and instead seemed full of potential for wiping it’s slate clean to start a new future.

You see Charlie in the barn pitching hay into the cow feeder, he looks up at you and gives a smug smirk followed by a wink and he continues feeding the cows. You make your way up to the front door with no sign of Luda Mae or Tommy anywhere which you found odd. You open the front door and walk inside heading towards the kitchen where Luda Mae is often found but there is no sign of her. You head into your old room and see Luda Mae on the bed curled up.

“Luda Mae? Is everything alright?” you ask.

She jolts up and turns to look at you, she has an expression of bewilderment,

“Y/N?” she uttered to herself.

You smile and she gets up and runs over to you, she gives you a hug and nearly knocks you over,

“Oh my lord, I can’t believe you’re really here!” She releases you from the hug and holds your hands in hers,

“Are you decided then? I got real upset when Charlie said he’d gone and meddled but I couldn’t help feel a bit of hope from what he’d went and done.” She looks into your eyes and waits for a response,

“I am yes. I realized that its ridiculous to be hung up over something so far in the past and that people change. I won’t be bringing it up again.” You see her eyes well up with tears and a smile emerge on her lips.

“Oh, I’m just so happy!” she squeals as she hugs you again a second time.

You hug her back tightly; she had such a way of hugging that just made you feel at ease and cared for. After a minute or two she lets you out of the hug.

“Where’s Tommy?” you ask.

She looks down and begins to fiddle with your dress, trying to flatten the creases she smushed into it,

“Dear, he has been keepin’ real quiet lately, I reckon he ain’t so great to talk to just yet.”

“I need to see him.” You said in a serious tone, she nods understandingly,

“Well, he’s been spendin’ a lot of time in the forest area, mopin’ about when he ain’t busy with chores. You might be able to find him out there.”

“Thank you” you give her a quick hug and turn away to head towards the forest, Luda Mae grabs your hand and says,

“Be real gentle with him dear, he’s been taking it hard.”

You nod and walk out to make your way to find him.

The sun was low and draped everything in a golden hue on the farm, lacing the edge of everything with a warm glow, you hurried along to find Tommy. You were so excited to see him but you were also feeling scared with him possibly being upset with you.

You make your way past the vehicle graveyard and find yourself in the cool shade of the forest, leaves hung down low and the setting sun shimmered in hushed rays through the branches making the area seem magical with deep golden hues dancing in the air.

You look around and call out for Tommy but there was no response, you spent a while searching the whole perimeter for him, he was not at the pond and he wasn’t near the cow meadow. You head back to the house but hear some tinkering noises in the mess of old cars littered across the dried grass.

As you moved closer toward the noise, you see a massive man bending over a large truck’s engine bay, it was Tommy. You smile and run over to him,

“Tommy! It’s me, I came back!” you cheer

He doesn’t turn to look at you, he just remained still, frozen under the hood of the truck. You slow yourself down and your smile dims,

“I… I know you must be upset. I shouldn’t have stayed away after I said I would be back next day, I’m sorry I hurt you.”

He doesn’t say a word and continues clinking away, you feel discouraged but you continue,

“It wasn’t fair of me to do that and I know you must feel a bit betrayed. I didn’t mean to hurt you or Luda Mae by keeping away, I was just really struggling to figure out my emotions.”

Still, he doesn’t respond. You go up close to him and touch his arm gently, he doesn’t acknowledge your attempt to connect and seems fixated on the engine. You aren’t sure what to say next, of course he would be mad at you, especially after you told him you would come back the next day, this man feared being abandoned by you and you broke his trust.

You take your hand off his arm and step back a bit, “You must hate me after I hurt you so bad, I truly didn’t want to cause any harm Tommy, please believe me.” You plead.

Tommy closes his eyes and sighs through his mask; he wipes his hands with an oily looking rag and sets down his tools on the ground. He leans his head back and stares into the trees,

“No” he says quietly

You move closer to him, “No?”

He shuts the hood of the truck and turns to look at you, he widened his eyes for a split second but quickly controlled himself from the overwhelming adoration he got when he saw you looking cute in your dress. He held the rag tightly up to his abdomen, his jeans were pale with black engine oil marks all over them, his old torn up shirt had the sleeves cut off to fit his huge arms through, it was once white but clearly was used for work which made it change to a dusty gray.

You felt a warm sensation of joy when he looked at you with his deep blue eyes, his expression softened when you blushed and smiled.

“I don’t hate ya.” He mumbles.

You smile at him and you feel tears begin to well up in your eyes,

“I promise I will never do that again Tommy, I swear it.” You say with conviction.

He nods his head and puts the rag in his back pocket; he reaches out and holds his hand out to you. You place your hand in his and he pulls you in and lifts you into a bear hug. You giggle and hug him back as your feet dangle from being lifted up so high,

“I missed you so much Tommy, I just knew there was no way I could live without you, it all became so clear to me.”

He let out a low laugh and squeezed you tightly, you managed to get your arms around his shoulders and squeeze back. The familiar scent of his fresh earthy tones wafted into your nose making you feel even happier to be back in his arms. You kiss all over his face and he laughs with joy while you pepper the uncovered skin on his face with love.

Tommy sits you on top of the trucks hood, it was an old F250 and the hood was massive so you tried to splay out the skirt of the dress to not get dirty. Tommy took off his mask revealing that he had a heavy amount of stubble growing underneath, he looked even more manly than usual and it left you feeling a bit giddy.

He leaned in over you and held himself up by putting his arms on either side of you blocking any way out, you felt like you were in a cozy nook, protected from any outside threats. He gazed lovingly into your eyes,

“I sure did miss my baby.” His soft baritone voice left you feeling butterflies flutter fiercely in your stomach. He leaned in really close to you and smiled, you felt like you were bewitched by him and couldn’t move or breathe. He carefully placed his lips gently onto yours and you felt yourself melt underneath him; you closed your eyes and held onto his thickly muscled arm as you felt a deep connection spark back up. Being back with Tommy and feeling his love and warmth was more than enough reason to keep you from staying away. You hadn’t realized how badly you missed everything about him, from his strong protective arms, to his honey sweet voice, you knew you made the right decision. How could anyone stay away from a life rich with love and loyalty. You were sure to erase any doubts in your mind, the longer he kissed you, the more your fears washed away.

[cain-sawyer-son-of-the-saw]

OOC: I AM CRYING 😂🤣😂🤣😂🤣

They should totally make a podcast together

[taeaura]

Thomas butchering the shit out of someone who hit on you because he's insecure and extremely afraid of you leaving him :)

You end up with a poorly written note with the shittiest hand writing ever that reads:

"I'm sorry I got upset. I love you."

But it's more like

"sory i was upset i lov you" spelling errors and all 🫀

Just know, dinner was less of a steak and more of a...pulled "pork" from how excessive Thomas' chopping was. Luda Mae wasn't too thrilled, but she's not one to waste, is she?

"Tommy took good care of 'em, God bless the next poor soul that takes his chances, huh?" - Hoyt, probably

[nerdyhamster]

OKAY TOMMY ASKS >:3

How do you think it was like for him when he was a kid in school?

What music do you think he listens to?

What shows/movies would he like?

1. He got bullied a lot. We know that much from Hoyt when he tries egg Thomas on

He got held back a lot and really stood out in the class. Also I drew him here in oversized clothes because he grew so quickly Luda May had to keep making him clothes that would fit, so sometimes he would wear Hoyt's old clothes, which were still too big.

2. Anything Hoyt Listens too XD

He doesn't have much opportunities to listen to music on his own XD so usually he listens to whatever Hoyt listens to Country, lynyrd skynyrd, etc... but I feel like he has a preference for rock XD

3. Hmmm maybe cartoons? XD someone was watching those old black and white cartoons before those dang hippies broke into his house.

He might like horror movies ^^ but he doesn't watch TV much. When he does he just mindlessly stares at it for awhile, sometimes he'll watch TV shows with mama Luda.

Thank you soooooo much for the asks!!! ^^

Here are the first round of answers I got them out a bit later than I wanted cause I got sick 😭 but hopefully I'll be able to answer more soon ^^

[black-cats-crossing]

Charlie Hewitt. circa 1957. age 42

[nightclawduke]

[dirtychainsawconfessions]

Man I want Sheriff Hoyt so fucking bad. I need his rough fucking hand covering my mouth as he fucking destroys my insides. Sexy ass mf.