#The Sawyer Family

[scrapnick]

“Y’all weren’t this heavy 20 years ago…”

Some things never change, you can always carry your little brothers on your back, no matter how big they get

[z0mbiebatz]

nubbind Sawyer!!

I love the Sawyer family so very much

[oh-shit-i-spilled-my-genderfluid]

this isn’t exactly an art request (unless you wanna draw them w/ pride flags ofc!) but do you have any pride headcanons for the sawyer family? if so, what are they?

I do have a few actually! Most of them are things I’ve seen other people say lol

Drayton: love the hc that he’s a transman. We love elderly trans people. I personally kinda see him as straight but I do like the Drayton/Lefty ship so maybe bi? Pronouns he/him

Bubba: genderfluid, or maybe cis and gnc. I like all the trans hcs but I think I kinda lean more towards him being a guy who’s gnc. As for sexuality, we all know what Drayton thinks of s-c-e-x so I don’t think Bubba would have much room to explore. I can see him as maybe pan, or unlabeled? He just likes some people and don’t think too much of it. Might lean towards women or at least fem-presenting people. Pronouns he/him when he’s male presenting, she/her when female

Nubbins: gay. I love Franklin/Nubbins and you will have to pry that ship from my cold dead hands. Can also see him as bi. I also don’t think he cares is much about gender, like Bubba he just likes some people and that’s the end of that. He/him

Chop Top: I think he gives unlabeled/omni vibes. Once again, he doesn’t care about gender and stuff, he likes them for their person, not their gender. Alternatively he could be straight but bi-curious. As for gender stuff I feel like he would dabble in some gender nonconformity, and might be genderqueer (also transfem Chop Top would be awesome). Everyone (including himself) defaults to he/him but he doesn’t care if you call him something else, it doesn’t matter to him

As for drawings I’ve done one a couple weeks ago for an ask about Sawyer headcanons!

[rela-monarchy39]

I have a very strong desire to decorate my room like the sawyer family house but like in an aesthetic sort of way

[atomic--peach]

Did I invest actual money into tie-dyeing oversized t shirts strictly because I have developed a fixation on one (1) dirty cannibal hippie and his feral ass family?????

Yes, and the shirts are soaking in soda ash now.

[charleslee-valentine]

Bobby gets back on the bus from ‘Nam a week or so later than the other soldiers in his unit. They kept him in the hospital a while, doing surgeries on his head and rebuilding his skull out of metal.

There was one part of him he couldn’t get back though. Not ever.

He’d heard the news about Nubbins through a postcard for some roadside attraction they’d killed the owners of years ago to drive out competition. Written on the back in scrawly writing, they made it clear as day- “Your brother is dead.”

Not that he believed it. Nubbins wouldn’t leave him. They promised as kids not to die without the other.

He’s still in his uniform, still stained with his own blood, when he storms upstairs to their old shared room.

“Robert Sawyer don’t you dare defy me! Get your skinny ass back here!” Drayton called after him, maybe trying to protect him.

He hadn’t listened.

They kept Nubbins. They even put a little over shirt on him so he wouldn’t get cold. And Bubbas keeping him company and everything! It’s like nothings wrong at all.

Bubba cries as he holds him. Weeps and shakes and blabbers on and on.

Bobby doesn’t move away from the doorway yet. He just doesn’t wanna spook his little brother.

“He-Hey Bubba.. N-Nubs.”

His Bubba looks up at him, and there’s tears in those big eyes. It reminds him of when they were little, and Bubba was just getting real good at walking, when he’d tripped and skinned up his hands and his knees.

The only difference is back then Nubbins had been the one to pick Bubba up and make him giggle by blowing a little raspberry on his cheek or telling him something silly, bringing the light back to their toddler brother's face.

This time, Bubba carries Nubbins. And Nubbins just stares. He lifts him up real gentle-like, and places him in Bobby’s arms.

Up close, Bobby can see the places they stitched and mended on his brother. Metal ties and staples keep his joints together in some places.

But he’s together! So the shape he’s in, he’s practically okay! Bobby expected worse when he heard he got hit by one of those big rig trucks. In his mind, his twin was just a pile of gore and bones, all the stuff they never use in their cooking.

Bobby helps Nubbins to stand up, ignoring Bubba's panicked noises, and just keeping his hands under his brother's armpits to keep him from crumbling down onto the ground.

His jaw is broken, held together by a couple of stitches, so Bobby does the talking for him, “What-What’chu cryin’ ‘b-bout?”

Bubba sobs and makes more of his whimpery little noises in response, showing the subject of his panic by grabbing Nubbins by his shoulders and just shaking. Rattling his loosely strung together bones and making just the sickest crunching noise.

Well, he always was a little scrawny. It makes Bobby smile just a little to see his brothers haven’t changed all that much.

He even helps Nubbins raise up his stiff hand and wipe away the tears under Bubba's mask with them, “I-It’s o..k-kay! Your b-big brothers a-are here!”

Bubba still looks skeptical, so Bobby does the only thing he can think of and initiates a group hug. First he hugs their little brother, then gives Nubbins a little push forward. Instantly Bubba squeezes them back, his sobs turned to quiet sniffles, comforted in his big brothers’ arms.

All these big emotions and feelings are enough that Bobby could just sing! So he does. He belts some lines of an old Sly song that’s a few years old by now.

“It’s a family affair, oh..! Blood out there, blood out there!!”

“N-Nubbins sing the-the backup!!” He encourages his twin to join, holding up his cracked jaw and bobbling his head back and forth for him while he sings the words in echo, again in that slightly different pitch he uses to speak for Nubbins.

That part even gets Bubba to giggle a little. Just like when they were young and the only way they could get the baby to smile was to play together. No fighting, no yelling, no calling names and tearing hair out and throwing punches.

Call him a hippie, but that inspires something in Bobby’s heart. Makes him feel some genuine affection, “Let’s..Let’s all p-promise right n-now! No more l-leavin’ each other. Not for n-nothin’!”

To seal the deal, he holds out his shaky hand, leaving only his pinky finger up. Bubba instantly locks his larger finger around Bobby’s, and together, they help unfurl Nubbins’ hand, slow so they don’t bust any of the patch jobs, and have him join in the pinky promise.

Everything will be fine now.

Nubbins wasn’t really gone. They’d always have him. So what if he needed a little extra help to get by? He always had, and so did Bubba. Bobby didn’t mind taking care of them.

That’s what brothers are for.

[slashers-sister]

I started blabbering with the Hewitt story, so here is something I would've added-

"There was that one time the twins did try and coax you thinking one of them got hurt- Chop-Top drenched himself in some victims blood, bit himself, (why? You dunno) and Nubbins made sure the victim did exactly he told them what to do, including giving them a dull knife.

Drayton took no part- he thought it was a bit cruel.

He had some good laughs at your reaction! You don't normally hear Chop-Top yelp- but when he did, you immediately went out of the house and- your first instinct was to get defensive, not exactly fight, immediately getting infront of your brother-

Ehh.. let's just say Nubbins killed the victim instead of you- as soon as the victim died you just started sobbing and hugging Chop-Top hard enough he thought he might break a rib.

Let's just say. They didn't try a lot after that- a few attempts, even from Bubba, but you still haven't gotten your first kill."

Speaking of the Hewitt story..

🔆Guess what's coming, literally today🔆

Tomorrow I'm lazy

Sometime this week I promise I'm not dead

[maruchan25]

headcanons list!!!! And info

hii I'm Sue this is my blog I love writing for different characters and I love making headcanons for you guys cuz I know how it's like to like a character but there's not headcanons of them😭😭 so I'll be making headcanons to you guys is write fluff and nswf too this is list of Fandoms I'll be writing of but if you guys like another Fandom send me the request anyway I'll just investigate hiiiiii guys I'll be writing of this Fandoms you can make requestes of what you want and yes I write for more than 1 character at the same time!! I write for pregnancy and kids related headcanons too my pronouns are she/her

Abut me:

Im a Latina my mother tongue is Spanish but I handle English pretty good currently studying French

Rules:I don't write pedophile or rape

-Midsommar

-scps

-The human centipede

-Jurassic park

-the sawyer family

-that's not my neighbor

-South park

-some slashers

-fnaf

-orel morel

-inside job

-big mouth

-the quite wester

-the boy with the striped pajamas

-the amazing world of gumball

-games

-Fiona and cake

-super jail

-little misfortune

-plants VS zombies

-creepypastas

-physiological horror too!

-vita cranis

-creatures of Trevor Henderson

-the man in the suit

-virus tangi

-and more!

Things I don't write for

-pedophilia -animal abuse-incest

[i-heart-slashers]

"It was just a joke, Bubs. A joke!" You yell from the back of the truck you'd jumped into as he chases you down the road swinging his chainsaw at you.

"I thought your dancing was amazing..." You lie trying to save yourself from the swing down of the chainsaw "okay I can see you're angry, let's talk later".

[traumaqueenie]

Like disarming a feral cat with a bomb.

[rositaa01xxr]

My mind has been non-stop thinking about both Thomas Hewitt & Bubba Sawyer! and the fact that I have been reading Wattpad (both x reader) 😍

Anyway, for some damn reason, I’m thinking that both are long lost cousins who don’t know each other.

Okay that’s it.🥰 I should stop talking now (well typing)

[roleplayfinder]

Conrad|Adult|prefer 18+ partners| DD🕊 friendly (with limitations)

Greetings! I’m a writer and role player of nearly 15 years at this point and have been going strong on writing horror for years now. I am open to many scenarios that fit that bill but I am particular to slasher MxM and anything regarding my current interests and fandoms. All horror muses are friendly for DBD/Dead By Daylight but are generally written to reflect their original source.

🥩will do🥩

-horror/gore/bad ends/drama/humor

-r18/smut

-character and story driven rps

-crossovers

🥩Will not do/Hard pass🥩

-anything with underage or zoosadism themes

-racism etc/extreme homophobia

I prefer partners who are communicative, laid back, and willing to bounce around ideas a bit!

Muses:

🥩Firefly family/House of 1000 corpses/Devils rejects/ETC🥩*

-Otis Driftwood

*🥩Texas Chainsaw Massacre🥩*

*🥩The Sawyer Family🥩*(Most versed+Hyperfixation)

-Bubba Sawyer/Leatherface

-Thomas Dewitt Leatherface

-Chop-Top Sawyer

-Nubbins Sawyer

-TCM game: Johnny

**🥩Misc🥩**

Ragnavaldr-Fear and Hunger

Enki-Fear and hunger

**🥩Postal🥩**

Postal dude

**🥩Scream🥩**

Ghostface (1996)

more info can be found at >> https://byslaughterhaus.carrd.co <<

main method of RP is through discord server/1 on 1 thank you for reading.

[dalekofchaos]

Expanding on the Slaughter/Sawyer family

The original family only has three brothers and the sequels never attempted to make sense of the family, here are my expansion/OCs

The father would be Grandapa's only child. But he would've died in the Korean War and after his death, it was up to Grandpa to provide for his grandchildren until he was put out to pasture.

Mama Slaughter is the Matriarch and the Mayor of Newt Texas and is one of the many reasons why the family has never been caught and why Sally has never been let out of the asylum. Mama Slaughter would be based on Ed Gein's mom the strong matriarch who has a strong grip on her boys and little girl. The only voice of reason in the family. Also basing her off of Brenda St John from Telltale's The Walking Dead. Basically, she uses her dairy farm for cannibalism her reasoning was "Growing up in rural Georgia, you're taught not to waste. It's how I was raised and how I raised my boys."  Her reasoning was the apocalypse. Mama Sawyer's reasoning would be because of the death of her husband and Grandpa's fall from grace. So that's why they kill, cannibalize and sell the meat and shine.

Add a sister. Let's call her Bonnie Slaughter. She'd be as crazy as Baby Firefly from Rob Zombie's movies, but she has that southern belle charm to lure victims. Rather than have unsuspecting victims just show up at the house, she invites them in for a “nice homecooked meal” and helps Bubba and Nubbins get them one by one. Also she sells Moonshine to keep a public face and also consume the family's moonshine. Her specialty in killing the victims would be to drinks a lot of moonshine and likes to spit it on her victims and light them on fire. She’d also be the only sibling who sticks up for Bubba.

And of course add Chop-Top, because it's fucking Chop-Top

Now ideally in a better TCM 2 and 3, we’d meet the mother and sister and learn of the family history in better context. Save Lefty for the third movie and have Lefty break Sally out of the hospital and go on a crusade to end the Slaughter/Sawyers once and for all and end it with Sally chopping Leatherface’s head off with his own chainsaw.

[bellamer]

Pie (Bubba Sawyer x OC)

(Josie makes a pie for Bubba)

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"Done !" Josie said, putting the last dollop of whipped cream on the pie. Bubba watched her, making noises of excitement, as he held the plates.

Bubba wanted to help make the pie, but Josie thought that it was best to have him as her "personal holder" after he dropped the dough for the crust on the floor twice and spilled almost all of the ingredients.

She didn't want to kick Bubba out like Drayton would, but she also didn't want him to stall the process, so she gave him the simple job of just holding whatever she handed him, while she did the work. Bubba felt like he was helping and Josie got her pie done, so it was a win-win.

"Okay, Bubba, put the plates on the counter and we can eat some before your brothers come in and try to devour the thing." She said, softly. She only got the idea to make the pie, when Drayton forced her to go into town to get some things that they needed from the general store, and she was getting tired of eating meat and overcooked vegetables all of the time. She wanted something sweet and thought that Bubba would enjoy a sweet treat too. So she decided to whip up a pie and give Bubba a break from his heavy lifting.

Bubba squealed and set the plates on the counter with a gentle 'clank', as Josie started to cut into the pie, giving Bubba his big slice first, then giving herself a smaller slice. She handed Bubba a fork.

"Eat up, Bubs." She said, giving him a smile. "I hope you enjoy it."

Bubba hadn't had pie since he was a child. Grandma Sawyer always used to make various fruit pies and would always let Bubba sit and watch or hold things, or even lick the spoon when she was done mixing the ingredients for the pie filling. Bubba always got the first slice for being the 'good one.'. Soon, she got up in age and couldn't hold her utensils right or mix the ingredients anymore. And then one day, Grandma was gone for good and so was her pie.

Bubba started to tear up when he took a bite of pie, remembering the good times with his Grandma. The pie was sweet, but it was also cool on the tongue, the strawberries were refreshing and the coolness of the pie helped combat the Texas heat. It was just like Grandma's pie.

Josie noticed Bubba's tears and frowned.

"Wow, is it that nasty ?" She asked, with a slight joking tone in her voice. Bubba vigorously shook his head.

"So you like it ?" Josie asked. Bubba nodded.

"Gram-Gram...." Bubba said, his speech a little slurred, since he wasn't used to talking with words.

"Gram-Gram ?" Josie asked. "Does this pie remind you of your grandma ?"

Bubba nodded.

"So that's why you're crying... you're remembering your grandma." Josie said, rubbing Bubba's arm to comfort him. "I'm sure she's watching over you right now and is proud of how strong you turned out."

Bubba sniffled and leaned into Josie's touch, calming down. Josie smiled and pat his shoulder, as they both continued to enjoy their pie.

Until they heard the front door open.

"Do you smell somethin' sweet, Chop ?" They heard Nubbins' voice call out.

"I sure do, Nubs !" Chop Top's voiced cackled. "It smells like pie and it's coming right from the kitchen !"

Josie tensed up as she heard the impending footsteps head their way. She looked up at Bubba.

"Stall for me. I'll hide the pie and the plates." She said, grabbing the pie tin and their plates, before bolting out of the back kitchen door, hearing the two brothers shout about being ready for some pie.

She knew she should've hidden the pie in the barn house as soon as it was ready !

[ilovefool]

someday 🥺❤️

[atomic--peach]

Sneak peak of the collage for part two of my Chop Top x Female Oc x Bubba Sawyer fic

Chapters: 11/? Fandom: The Texas Chainsaw Massacre (Movies) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Robert "Chop Top" Sawyer/Original Female Character(s), Leatherface | Bubba "Junior" Sawyer/Original Female Character(s) Characters: Robert "Chop Top" Sawyer, Leatherface | Bubba "Junior" Sawyer, Drayton Sawyer, Original Characters, Original Female Character(s) Additional Tags: Angst and Romance, Physical Disability, Familial Abuse, Masks, Cannibalism, Murder, Cute Leatherface | Bubba "Junior" Sawyer, Explicit Sexual Content, Canon-Typical Violence, Fat Shaming, Sexual Harassment, Selective Mutism, Killer Romance, Physical Abuse, Found Family, Polyamory, Triad - Freeform, Plus-Size Female Character - Freeform, Size Difference, Period-Typical Sexism, Dysfunctional Relationships, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Canon-Typical Behavior, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat Summary:

"Who the hell are you?"

The stranger shuffled forward awkwardly, her face turned to the ground to stare at her shiny black church shoes.

Drayton frowned, grumbling under his breath as she passed him a tub of chilled ground beef that she handled with ease despite the weight. "Girl!" A low, bellowing voice called from the rickety front porch. "Get back in the house 'fore I come get you!"

The girl, still looking at the ground, turned on her heel and scurried hastily back into the farmhouse.

Drayton shook his head, turning back to the truck until his leathery fingers brushed a slip of paper taped to the side of the plastic tote. Unpeeling it, he glanced down to see letters scrawled in thick black marker.

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