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soupbabe · 1 year

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Hey there! I was hoping to request how the Hewitts (Monty, Hoyt, Luda, and Tommy) react to Thomas' s/o saving their lives after a medical emergency, like a heart attack or seizure or something. Maybe the reader was a nurse/doctor before coming down to texas and it being pretty early on in Thomas and the reader's relationship, saving their lives kind of cements them as part of the family. male reader, if you don't mind

The Hewitt Family reacting to Thomas's Male! Doctor! S/o

I love love loved this prompt!! My mind was scattered so I hope you're alright with headcanons 😅 this is def more Hoyt and Monty focussed so I hope you don't mind

Tagging: @slaasherslut, @the-pinstriped-hood, @devil-doll13

Warnings: not a lot, just like some aspects of homophobia mentioned for like 2 bullet points

- I think you were a saving grace to this family, truly

- we've all seen them play doctor at home and it never ends well

- Especially for Monty

- But you weren't kept around for your medical advice, you were spared because you thought Thomas was handsome

- I think Luda Mae might've been the only one to welcome you so quickly, just because you mattered so much to Thomas

- He was so nervous about it, especially since Hoyt and Monty have been less than kind about you and him

- Their lack of respect definitely stems from some level of homophobia- they definitely view gay men as people who are inherently less masculine and therefore have to prove themselves in order to stick around

- How they treat you is dependent on your worth and work as a man and what you can serve to them

- Though I think everything changes once Hoyt suffers a heart attack

- The Hewitts were all in disarray- it was very sudden and they didn't know what to do (not to mention Hoyt would've been still agitated about the whole thing and how people were acting)

- Until you came in, took control of the situation, and mentioned you were a doctor

- It was all a matter of luck honestly- you were lucky to have a bottle of aspirin in your bag when you first arrived and an AED put in at the old police station

- You had to stay with Hoyt, Monty, and Luda Mae while Thomas ran out and get it

- While your boyfriend was away, you were dealing with making sure Hoyt stays conscious, listening to Monty telling you to hurry up and reminding you to not call 911, and explaining to Luda what was happening

- It was all very hectic and you handled it like a champ tbh

- Afterwards was a very tense couple of days

- I think Hoyt does have a little bit of appreciation of what you've done, he's a tiny tiny miniscule bit of honorable in that regard

- Definitely solidified your place in the family no matter what happens between you and Thomas

- Hoyt and Monty still poke fun and ridicule you from time to time, but it's a lot less harsh

- They recognize the effort you put in to the family and taking care of everyone

- Hell any man is respectable if you willingly volunteer to change Monty's old ass bandages

#thomas hewitt x reader #thomas hewitt #luda mae hewitt #monty hewitt #charlie hewitt #sheriff hoyt #the texas chainsaw massacre 2003 #the texas chainsaw massacre x reader #tcm x reader #slasher x reader #x male reader

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loveandmurders · 2 years

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If you have time do u think you could write about Thomas Hewitt x S/O who's not scared to stand up for him? A little reckless sometimes and normally they wouldn't get too involved with Hoyt but he says something the S/O can't tolerate? I just think it'd be a little surprising for Thomas to see his partner stand up to Hoyt without looking afraid

Hello there, thank you for this request that was really fun to write for! Our poor Tommy deserves to be taken care of from time to time too!

Gender neutral reader here, and no physical description whatsoever.

Hope you’ll enjoy! <3

Warnings: Morally grey reader, mentions of cannibalism and murders, Hoyt, a few strong words, inapropriate questions from Hoyt (sexual).

You weren’t certain of a lot of things in your existence, but you were positive you were in love with Thomas Hewitt.

You had never believed the whole myth of love at first sight. And yet, the second you had seen him, you had known he was going to be yours, and you, his.

And despite the way of life of his family, you had found your place among them.

Of course, Hoyt didn’t trust you, Monty wasn’t particularly fond of you, but Luda Mae was like your own mother now and Tommy was adoring you with everything he had.

You were truly happy, and you had adapted yourself quite easily. Love was making you resilient.

You were trying your best to stay inside the Hewitt’s property most of the time. When you were in town or somewhere else, you always were with Tommy or Mama.

It was the only way you had found to not seem suspicious, or you knew Hoyt would find a way to have you dead in the minute.

The Hewitt’s liked you home though because you truly were useful in the house and in the end, they were all benefiting your presence.

For instance, you had revealed yourself to be very good at baking and from now on the family wasn’t only having a very nice meal done by Luda Mae, they would also eat the best desserts they ever tasted.

And it was the only moment the house would be quiet because everyone would be enjoying their slice of cake.

You were trying your best. Truly.

Well, you might try your best for your new family and you might stay inside the property most of the time, but it didn’t mean you were all quiet and peaceful.

Actually, the house was filled with your laughter and witty remarks.

Luda Mae, Tommy, and even Monty, were enjoying it a lot. They loved how you were bringing life into the house, and a positive vibe.

You were a little, and yet fierce, sunshine.

A sunshine Tommy worried about from time to time.

When you were growing bored, you were always finding the worst idea possible.

And you weren’t afraid of the victims Hoyt, and sometimes Tommy, were bringing home to cook later.

You were actually quite curious about them.

You didn’t mind the killing at all, you were no one to judge the Hewitt’s, especially when they were (most of them) treating you so well.

You were reckless enough to talk to your future meals sometimes, and to toy a little with them as well, but you never participated in the manslaughtering.

Tommy would have never allowed it anyways, and he was already quite unhappy when you would stay around the victims.

Sometimes he wondered if you realised how much danger you were in.

You sometimes did, but you never really cared.

You knew that Tommy was watching over you and that nothing could happen to you. And when he wasn’t there, Mama was making sure you were alright as well.

She truly loved you like her own flesh, and she had needed another presence in the house for quite some time already.

But she always let you play with the tourists, because she didn’t see why you couldn’t have fun as well.

Tommy disagreed a lot.

And after each time he had to pull you away from a tourist, you were trying to make it up to him at night, cuddling him more tenderly than usual.

It wasn’t like he was mad at you anyways, he just prefered to know his bright sunshine was safe in his embrace.

You were happy together.

You were happier when Hoyt could leave the two of you alone though.

The only thing you hated in the family was the constant yelling from Hoyt and all the arguments coming from his toxic behaviour.

And when there was an argument, you always tried to not be part of it, or to calm things down.

You tried your best to stay away from Hoyt too, because you knew he could be really rough and you didn’t want to give him the pleasure to hurt you.

You didn’t want to force Tommy to stand up for you when he already had so much to deal with.

And you didn’t like Hoyt anyways, so you had no reason to stay in the same room as him, except for the meal times.

You hated the most when you were hearing him insult Tommy though. It would always break your heart and you would make sure to reassure Tommy right after.

You couldn’t let your man believe he was truly not good enough for his family, when they would all starve to death without him.

Tommy only half believed your kind words, but it always appeased him to know that at least one person in his life was truly loving him and looking after him.

He loved you more than anything in his existence and he was also trying his best for you to not be around when he knew Hoyt was going to yell at him.

He didn’t like how it would instantly sadden you.

He needed you to be happy and out of trouble.

But today Hoyt was really in a slaughtering mood.

It was hard to know why, but the man probably needed some sleep and a better diet.

You knew it wasn’t going to be a good day when you went into the kitchen for breakfast, and Hoyt was already arguing with Mama.

It was rare he was like that with her, so you decided to just grab a glass of orange juice and to go work on the garden. Tommy was already working in the basement.

At lunch, Hoyt seemed to be in an even worse mood than before.

You settled at the table, quite silent for once, which worried Tommy and he grabbed your hand under the table to check on you if you were alright.

You sent him a gentle smile and leaned to press a kiss on his chin, which made him softly smile as well.

Hoyt made disgusted noises as he watched the two of you.

“Ya’re pathetic, boy.”

You both turned to Hoyt, in surprise. And none of you said anything.

“Is he even fuckin’ ya right, kid?” he asked you and you were shocked. ‘M sure he’s not. He can be tall and all, but he’s a pathetic pussy” Hoyt continued.

The misogynistic expression and the way he talked to your Tommy, instantly angered you like never before.

You tried to contain yourself and to keep quiet as you squeezed Tommy’s hand to calm down.

“Ya’re such a dumb freak, boy, and ya’ll die alone, because they’ll leave you” Hoyt added and this time it was too much for you to bear.

Rage flashed through your eyes as you stared down at the man.

“Shut the fuck up, Hoyt” you said.

“What did ya say?” he asked you. Everyone was watching you with wide eyes; no one talked like that to Hoyt.

“I said shut the fuck up” you repeated with a stronger voice. You had no fear because your anger was too powerful.

“Bitch…” he started but you cut him before he could continue

“You’re the pathetic little bitch here, you know that? The family would die without Tommy, but we all would be better without you. So you have no right to speak to him like that.” you told him “And for the record, yes he fucks me well and he is the best partner I could wish for. He is smart and strong, he is handsome and caring.” you added as Thomas blushed at your words. He hadn’t expected such fierce love coming from you and he couldn’t react. “You’re the one who will die alone, Hoyt, cause no one loves you.” you continued, feeling quite good to be able to spit on him like that.

He stood up to intimidate you, a little bit speechless for a few instants.

You stood up too.

He might be taller than you but you weren’t going to let him dominate you. You locked eyes with him, your fists clenched.

“Who the fuck do ya think you are?” he finally said and you laughed.

“The one who tells you to fuck off” you replied and he took his gun.

You grabbed the meat knife that was lying on the table, ready to strike if he would dare aim at you.

Thomas, who had watched you in total bewilderment so far, got up and separated the two of you. Luda Mae also placed herself in front of Hoyt.

“Have ya lost your minds, you two?” she asked and both you and Hoyt groaned.

“Ya should apologise for what you said to Tommy” you continued even if Thomas forced you to put the knife down.

Full of rage, Hoyt was about to aim at you this time, but Mama and Thomas prevented him. Thomas roughly took the gun from him and placed it on the table as well.

“Ain’t afraid of you old man, and I’m tired of hearing you yell at Tommy. I’ll fucking kill you next time” you threatened.

This time, Thomas had to push Hoyt out of the house, or nothing would have been able to stop the two of you from fighting.

Luda Mae stayed with you and tried to calm you down, but she was secretly pleased. Hoyt needed someone to shut him up from time to time, and she was glad Tommy had found someone who loved him that much.

After a little while, you went into your shared bedroom. You weren’t hungry anymore anyways.

You were grumbling to yourself when Thomas opened your bedroom door.

“Hoyt’s gone?” you asked and he nodded.

He gestured at the window and you went there in time to see Hoyt taking his car and driving away. He looked really pissed and you were glad.

As you were watching at the window, Thomas wrapped his arms from behind you and hugged you tightly against his chest.

You looked up at him. His touch was appeasing you now.

He nuzzled into your neck before gently kissing your skin. He was maskless so you could fully enjoy the feel of his lips on you.

He tightened his hold and continued to cuddle you like that, as a way to thank you for having stood up for him.

No one ever did that for him. He was used to being bullied and abused, so it was a nice change, even if he would prefer if you could stay out of Hoyt’s sight for a while.

You turned into his embrace and cupped his face.

He leaned into your touch, his eyes shining with adoration for you.

“You know I meant what I said earlier. You’re perfect” you murmured to him and he shyly smiled at you.

He had no idea how to react to that, and he couldn’t believe such an extraordinary person like you could love him that much. He wasn’t certain he deserved you but you made him very happy.

You never stopped to surprise him and amaze him.

“And I’ll do it again, I’ll kill him if I need to” you continued.

He groaned and shook his head. He didn’t want you to fight for him even if it was warming his heart to know you cared so much about him.

He needed you safe more than anything and he knew how dangerous Hoyt could be.

He scooped you up in his arms, fully taking advantage of his strength, and gently placed you on the bed.

He topped over you before starting to worship you, his lips and hands attached to your body and roaming your skin in delight.

All the fights were leaving you when he was doing that. Your anger was completely forgotten now as all you could do was moan in well-being.

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dirtychainsawconfessions · 1 month

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Holt, Monty and luda mae, don't get the appreciation they deserve, id happily go on a date with any of them If I was given the chance, we'd go on a stroll or drive, maybe stop by a cheap diner in the next town over if possible then I'd take them home, I'd kiss them goodbye at the door, then they'd invite me in to spend the night, and then we'd make love until the dawn, falling asleep in each other's arms, it'd be almost heavenly

(I'd happily do this with any three of them, separately of course incest is gross)

#suggestive #confession #Luda Mae Hewitt #Luda Mae #Sheriff Hoyt #Charlie Hewitt #Monty Hewitt #The Texas Chainsaw Massacre #tcm #Texas Chainsaw Massacre #tcm 2003 #The Texas Chainsaw Massacre 2003 #slashers #I went ahead and did a gif for each of them for this post. Figured it'd be nice to get one of Monty since no one ever talks about him #You have some very cute little date night plans though! 💝

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looseratinthegarage · 2 years

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Domestic Bliss pt 2

Pt 1

(Y/n gonna kick some ass in this part)

Thomas let you sleep in, even though you told him not to. You open your eyes and let out a long yawn. You stretch and look around. You sigh and hoist yourself out of bed. You get dressed for the day and head to the bathroom. You shut the door and brushed your teeth as per usual. But as you were about to open the door your bladder decided it was time to pee again. You groan and sit on the toilet seat and relieve yourself.

“Well, I gotta handle the damn herd! It ain’t my fault he forgot it!” Hoyt stomped his foot.

“Well someone has to! Monty’s helping Dick with his truck, and I need to walk down to the store!” Luda Mae yelled back.

You finish your business and wash your hands. You hastily walk down the hall and carefully descend the stairs. You walk into the kitchen and Hoyt points to you.

“They can take it!” He gripped your shoulder a bit too tight and shook you a tad.

“What the heck is going on down here?” You look to both of them for an explanation.

Luda Mae sighs and hesitates before she speaks.

“Thomas forgot his lunch today, now If you hurry it shouldn’t be a problem.” She explained and you nodded.

“Where’re the keys, mamma?” You ask and glance around for them.

She sighs and hands you them, but pulls them away at the last second.

“You best be careful now?” She almost scowled, but you know it was her way of showing that she cared.

You nod and she hands you the keys warily. She hands you his sack lunch and you nod. You walk out the house and shut the door behind you. You make a beeline for luda Mae’s truck and quickly hopped in. You put the keys in the ignition and start the old beaten truck up.

You put it in reverse and back up. Once at a better position you pull forward and head for the road. You bounce a little once hitting the asphalt, but that doesn't deter you. You carefully haulass down the desolate road until you see the slaughter house come into view. You quickly park and grab the keys, putting them in your pocket. You grab Thomas’s lunch before shutting the truck's door and walking to the building.

You push the heavy metal door open. You’ve been here a couple of times, so you know your way around, kinda. You push open the door into the butchering station and see Thomas slowly lift his head. His eyes light up when he sees you, but is then filled with dread.

All the workers started hooting and hollering in your direction, but pay them no mind. The boss peeked out of his office and waved to you.

“Ah, Hewitt forgot his lunch again?” He raises an eyebrow.

“Go ahead, son,” he grumbled and gestures for Thomas to take a break, which he is very grateful for.

“Hi, sweetie,” You step on your tippy toes and kiss just below his mask.

You hand him the sack and he kisses the top of your head lovingly. He begins to walk you both out but you pause for a moment, placing a hand on your stomach.

“I need to rest for a moment, I’ll meet you outside.�� You grimace, he gruffs in disapproval.

“I’ll be fine, my love,” You shoo him away, and he begrudgingly listens.

Once he’s out of earshot, you remove the hand from your stomach and your face returns to normal. You turn to the ground of working men. You scan the group for a moment.

“Which one of you sorry sons of bitches has a hot rod tattoo?” You raise your voice.

Some of the workers seem utterly shocked, and others dismiss your threatful tone.

“We got a problem?” A man crossed his arms, near his elbow you could see a hot rod tattoo poking out from his sleeve.

“We sure do,” you march your pregnant self over to him, and he looks down at you amused.

“You best watch your mouth when talking about my husband,” you point your finger at him and he laughs.

“He won’t do anything to ya, but I will,” you clench your jaw.

He uncrossed his arms and looked around to the others and started laughing. But his little attempt at embarrassing you failed. Instead of slinking away, you pin his arm behind his back and slam his head down on the bloody table.

“What the-!” He shouts and tries to get loose but can’t, you cut him off.

With your free hand you pick up a used cleaver and run it gently against the back of his neck.

“Your fucking crazy!!” He shouts.

“Oh you haven’t seen nothin yet,” You slam the knife down and leave it on the table mere inches from his face.

You let go of him and begin walking out of the smelly place.

“Consider that a warning,” you push the door open and leave without looking back.

You push open the front doors and see Thomas leaning against the wall and munching on the sandwich mamma packed for him. He pushes himself off the wall and walks over to you.

“You alright? Took a while…” He mumbled worriedly.

“Much better now.” You rub his shoulder, and he nods feeling relieved.

You started walking back to the truck rather satisfied. You hopped in and put the keys in. You pull up next to Thomas and lean out the window. You place another, more passionate kiss to his dry lips. He flushed bright red and waves to you as you drive off. You look in the rear view mirror and see him walking back into the slaughterhouse.

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bellamer · 2 years

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I never see black slasher oc's black final girls/black slasher fuckers so I decided to showcase mines I made using this picrew

Texas Chainsaw Massacre - Bubba Sawyer OG: Josette "Josie" Barlow

House of Wax - Vincent Sinclair: Ethelrida "Rida" Hopkins

The Lost Boys- Poly Boys- Lenora

Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Beginning - Thomas Hewit: Dorothy "Dottie" "Dot" Griffin

I already have separate posts about Ethelrida and Lenora, so I'll just talk about Josie and Dottie

Josie is an escaped convict who was running from the police after escape from a police cruiser, having murdered her abusive boyfriend. She ended up running and hiding in the Sawyer house, only to be taken hostage by them. With some luck and the power of persuasion, she managed to strike a deal with Drayton, saying that she'd be their free help if they let her live and that they were one in the same. Her new life helping the Sawyers began, as she did work around the house and the gas station, luring in unsuspecting people to be slaughtered by the Sawyers.

Dottie used to go to the same school as Thomas Hewitt, and used to defend Thomas, throwing rocks at other kids who made fun of Thomas and his face/disabilities. When the school shut down due to lack of funding, Dottie sadly said goodbye to Thomas, as her family was moving, since the town was dying and her family had to reason to stay in the town, since her father's general store went under. She promised that they'd always be friends and she'd comr back to see him one day.

Years later, a 30 year old Dottie returned to the abandoned town to visit her family's decaying home. Remembering Thomas, she decided to visit the Hewitt family home. Monty claimed to have no memory of her ever living in the town, saying he would have remembered if any "coloreds" lived in the town when Dottie came to his doorstep, making Dottie huff in annoyance and start to leave. Until Monty tapped his cane and Thomas came out of the basement and grabbed her. Tying her up by her wrists, Dottie saw that he was wearing a mask and put the pieces together, screaming that she knew him, saying "Tommy, please, you know me, it's me, Dottie !" Right as he lifted up the Chainsaw. He heard the name "Dottie" and immediately stopped. Dottie passed out from shock.

When she awoke, she woke up to yelling. Hoyt and Luda Mae were arguing. Luda yelled that they weren't gonna kill her, because she protected her Tommy when he was little and that Tommy liked her while Hoyt argued that meat was meat. Thomas actually ended up getting frustrated and pushed Hoyt against the wall, which made Hoyt get the message immediately while Luda cooed that she would finally get a girl of her own. When Luda saw that she was awake, she explained that for protecting her Tommy when they were kids, she'd repay her by letting her live with the family, since Tommy liked her so much.

Which kickstarted her new life of reluctantly living with the Hewitt family.

#the texas chainsaw massacre #texas chainsaw the beginning #the lost boys 1987 #house of wax #texas chainsaw massacre #final girl oc #final girl #slasher oc #slasher fucker #bubba sawyer #thomas hewitt #luda mae hewitt #hoyt hewitt #monty hewitt #drayton sawyer

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web-of-weave · 2 years

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Incorrect Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Beginning

Thomas: Nothing in life is free. Y/N: Love is free! Luda Mae: Adventure is free. Monty: Knowledge is free. Hoyt: Everything is free if you take it without paying.

Thomas: Imagine if someone handed you a box full of all the items you have lost throughout your life Y/N: Self-esteem, haven't seen you in years! Luda Mae: Oh wow, my childhood innocence! Thank you for finding this! Monty: I knew I lost that potential somewhere! Hoyt: My moral code, is that you? Thomas: Thomas: I was just gonna show you this cool trunk my mother left me but do you guys need a hug?

Thomas: You kidnapped Y/N? That’s illegal! Luda Mae: But Thomas, what’s more illegal? Briefly inconveniencing Y/N, or destroying our dreams? Thomas: Kidnapping Y/N, Luda Mae!!! Monty: Thomas, listen, whatever I may think of you right now- these guys are counting on you to inspire them! Thomas: What, to kidnap people?!?! Monty: To work together! Thomas: TO KIDNAP PEOPLE?!?!?!?! Hoyt: Thomas, we all agreed a celebrity is a not a people.

Thomas: Good morning. Y/N: Good morning. Luda Mae: Good morning. Monty: You all sound like robots, try spicing it up a bit. Hoyt: MORNING MOTHERFUCKERS

Thomas: There are seven chairs and ten kids. What do you do? Y/N: Have everyone stand. Luda Mae: Bring three more chairs! Monty: The most important ones can sit down. Hoyt: Kill three.

Thomas: Where's Y/N, Luda Mae, and Monty? Hoyt: They're playing hide and seek. Thomas: Where? Hoyt: I don't think you get how this game works.

Thomas: You're a loose cannon, Y/N. Y/N: No, I'm not. I'm a cannon maybe, but a loose cannon? Is that what you think of me? Luda Mae: I think you play by your own rules. Monty: No way, they think rules were made to be broken. Thomas: Those are all attributes of a loose cannon. Y/N: No, I'm just a reckless renegade. Hoyt is a loose cannon. Hoyt: *smashes a chair*

#texas chainsaw the beginning #thomas hewitt #luda mae hewitt #hoyt hewitt #monty hewitt #reader #incorrect quotes

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house-of-slayterr · 1 year

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Mother Has Fallen:

Tag: @oceansrose2002 @myers-meadow-selfship @vincent-sinclair-deserved-better

An: This happens right after Blinky’s mom shows up. Sorry the story is so disjointed, I honestly feel like this is how Blinky would tell their story. Just random memories in no particular order. Once I’m finished with backstory it will be more straight forward lol.

CW: Smut and harsh language (D Slur)

Macy’s POV:

I wasted no time getting on my bike. Blinky’s voice sounded tired and exasperated over the phone. It pained my heart to hear, and I couldn’t stand to watch idly by if my partner was in trouble. I forwent laws, driving as fast as my bike could go. I had quick reflexes and not many people were on the road at this time. When I finally made it to our spot, I barely had time to park before I was rushing over to them.

They somehow looked even smaller in the oversized hoodie they were wearing. And even in the dark I could see some tear stains on their face. They finally looked up at me, and smiled, but it didn’t come close to reaching their eyes. It was a pity smile.

“Oh, Sweetheart.” I said.

Engulfing them into a hug.

“Hey, I’m here, what happened?”

They shook their head, their curls falling into the face. This was one of the few times I saw them with their hair down. They never really let it be entirely natural before. I kicked myself for thinking it looked nice at a time like this. And quickly pushed the thought from my mind.

“It’s ok, you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to. Where do you want to go?”

“Yours.” They said simply.

I froze. There was no possible way I could take them home. It would be like throwing a steak into the lions den. I couldn’t do that to them.

“Blinky, my family-“

“I don’t care. I want to be with you right now. Only you, I don’t care about anything else.” They said desperately.

I sighed, bringing them tighter into the hug if that was even possible. It looked like they were about to cry again and I wasn’t going to let that happen. I pulled them back, leaning down and holding their face in my hands.

“Just, stay beside me ok?”

“Wouldn’t dream of being anywhere else.” They said flatly.

I turned to grab things from my bike satchel. I handed them a helmet and they looked confused.

“I got it custom made for you. Your hair should fit.”

They smiled up at me, more akin to their usual one, but no where near as heart stopping. I watched as they put their helmet on, and was relived to know it fit well. I helped them onto my bike and didn’t say anything else until we made the long drive home. I knew they appreciated the silence. It wasn’t awkward for them, but my head was spiralling. What the fuck could have happened?

It was quite late when I picked them up, but the sun was dawning on the horizon now. Peaking its head through the clouds, which I was thankful for. It seemed no matter the season, Texas always managed to have uncomfortably humid weather. Despite this, I could feel Blinky shivering in front of me. I tried to move my body even closer to help warm them up. But I’ve wasn’t sure the shivering was entirely due to wind chill. It was about midday when I finally made it home.

I helped them off my bike, their legs wobbling slightly.

“I’m good, I’m fine.” They said, like it was an automatic response.

“I don’t care, I’m carrying you inside.” I said firmly.

I wouldn’t let them fight me on this. Whatever reaction their body was having to their distress, didn’t look good on her. She almost looked like a scared child. Of course, their size didn’t help. It never did. I put our helmets on the handles of my bike and scooped them up. Not without some grumbling from them which made me laugh a little. They said something about it being “unfair.”

I knew the house would be busy right now, so I tried to think of the quickest path to my room. But luck was not on my side today. As I pushed open the front door, I was immediately greeted by the smell of Luda cooking. If there was one thing that woman was good at, it was making food. She must have heard the front door open.

“Macy, is that you?”

“Yeah Ma, it’s me.” I grumble shouted.

“Come here, I need your help reaching something.”

I sighed, looking down at Blinky in my arms. Somehow they seemed more relaxed, they lazily nodded toward the kitchen where they heard Luda speak. I carried them into the kitchen, setting them down on the dinner table.

“What do you need?” I asked.

She finally looked away from the pot she was stirring and her eyes locked in on Blinky.

“Who’s this?” She asked.

At least she was attempting to be in a polite mood today.

“A friend, Ma what do you need?” I asked again.

Trying my best to draw attention back to myself.

“I need the pasta off the top shelf, your brother put away the groceries.”

Normally I’d laugh, but I wasn’t really in the mood. I quickly made my way over to the cabinet and grabbed it down for her.

“Anything else?”

“You’re moody today.” She commented.

I rolled my eyes.

“Introduce me to your friend.” It wasn’t a request and I understood that.

“Ma, this is Blinky, Blinky this is my mother Luda Mae.”

Blinky sent a polite wave. I could tell they were exhausted. They looked like they hadn’t slept in days. Which wasn’t far off from how they normally looked. But I was more concerned than usual.

“That’s an odd name? You’re parents named you that?”

I groaned. Already with the insults.

“No ma’am, my sister named me.”

There voice came out small, but it was by no means nervous.

“Your sister a crack baby?”

My eyes widened, I turned to look at Blinky but they didn’t seem perturbed in the slightest. Still lazily kicking their legs back and forth, a stim they did a lot. It was the quickest way to calm them down, get their feet off the floor.

“You got a problem with people suffering from addictions Miss Luda Mae?” Blinky asked.

They never faltered in eye contact, staring my mother down. Something few people dared to do and live. I started to get nervous, but I was also curious. Who wouldn’t be, I’ve never seen Blink behave like this before. Other than that one time a man tried to grab my ass, and she practically growled at him.

My mother squared her shoulders, but kept up her polite host persona. But I could tell it was quickly cracking. But I’d be able to get Blinky out of here if I needed to step in. Perhaps they would be offend if I did. I knew they could handle themself, but it was natural instinct to be protective.

“I guess not. Got any other siblings?” My mother went back to stirring her stew.

I knew what she was cooking. I could smell the blood in the basement from here. Tommy was probably very busy right now, which sucked cause he was the only person here I actually wanted Blinky to meet. And I knew he’d be comfortable with it, I’d been talking about Blinky since the first day I came home. Trying my best to retell their kooky stories as well as they could. Thomas was always begging to hear more of our biweekly meetings. Kept entirely secret from anyone else.

“Three, I think… my family doesn’t really define those relations.” Blinky shrugged.

Luda squinted her eyes.

“I know Macy’s got Tommy.” Blinky added.

My mother tensed, turning her attention back to my girlfriend. Mama was always overprotective of Thomas. Which I was genuinely thankful for. I knew she at least had his back when the others ganged up on him.

“What do you know about my boy Thomas?”

Oh no, this wasn’t good. I was going to step in but Blinky beat me to it.

“I know that he’s a lovely boy, who loves his Mama.”

Blinky smiled politely, but with a vastly different look in their eyes. They were testing my mother back. Luda huffed.

“You staying for dinner?”

“That’s entirely up to your daughter Ma’am”

“We’ll be in my room Ma.”

Luda hummed in distaste. I quickly took Blinky’s hand and tried to drag them up stairs. But as fate would have it, Hoyt and Monty were home.

“What are we kidnapping children now?” Hoyt commented.

I groaned, roughly planting my foot on the ground and stopping our momentum. Naturally Blinky turned to see who was talking. But as promised, they remained at my side. Hoyt stood up from his chair, ignoring the screen. He was still dressed in his work clothes, which I was sure Blinky took note of. They didn’t exactly have much trust in cops, but I didn’t really blame them. I’m sure Hoyt would have been itching for his trigger if his gun was in his holster right now. I growled under my breath.

“This where you been?” He asked me, ignoring Blinky entirely.

“The fuck do you care?”

“You’re staying in my house.” He challenged.

Blinky squeezed my hand slightly, a silent gesture of comfort.

“And we’re just about to go to MY room. We ain’t gonna bother ya.” My accent got thicker when I was upset.

I knew I didn’t have the best education growing up, but I tried to sound smarter in front of Blinky. Not that they asked me to, or ever made me feel I had to. I just wanted to be better for them. I even read on of their favourite books that they had gifted me last visit. I wasn’t finished by I was damn close. I’d certainly have a lot of questions, but I knew she’d have answers and I was looking forward to it.

“Taking girls to your room again?” Uncle monty asked, but his tone was disgusting.

I rolled my eyes. I had just about enough of this.

“Yes Monty, I’m taking my GIRLFRIEND to my room, if you have a problem with that, shove it up your ass old man!”

“What, couldn’t find a man so you moved onto teenagers?” Hoyt scoffed.

“I’m an adult thank you very much.” Blinky said, their voice flat once more.

But I could tell they were upset, with the way their hand trembled slightly in mine. I thought for a moment they were scared, but I was very very wrong.

“Whatever Dykes, you disgust me girl.” Hoyt got up in my face.

I was going to defend myself, but I didn’t want to start something in front of Blinky. If this got physical, they could get hurt. What I wasn’t expecting was for Blinky to drop my hand and step to him.

“Call her that… one more time…” she said lowly.

Hoyt let out a cackle.

“And what are you gonna do about it? Runt? I called my niece a Dyke cause that’s what she is, fifthly woman loving queer.” He leaned down, getting in their face.

Blinky pulled him down by his collar.

“I am going to cut off your dick, and shove it so far down your throat, you’ll choke. Maybe if you get a dick in you, you’ll find out being gay ain’t all the bad. Looks like you haven’t been fucked in a while you walking old corpse.”

Then they let him go. Stepping back and struggling themselves out. I stood there completely stunned.

“He homophobic to me all you want, call my girlfriend a slur again, you’ll wake up with a knife in your tiny, none existent heart. ffycin dyn rhyfedd.”

They never once raised their voice, keeping it calm and monotone. Even their Welsh hadn’t sounded that different, just sounding a little more natural in their mouth. They told me on our third date that they weren’t so good at English, but I had to politely disagree. Their English was better than mine half the time. I couldn’t stop the smile that spread across my face, as I watched Hoyt try to decide if he would call their bluff or not. He simply scoffed and walked away. I was quick to lead them to my room and close the door.

“I’m sorry about them.”

“Don’t. Don’t apologise for their behaviour. It has nothing to do with you.”

I frowned, we’re they upset with me now? Maybe I should have defended them against my mother. The sighed, rubbing their face on their sleeve.

“I didn’t mean to raise my voice. Im just-“ they let out an annoyed grunt.

“Why are people like this?” They sighed.

“I don’t know Blink.” I shrugged, pulling them into my lap as I sat on my bed.

Apparently this was the wrong move, well, not wrong, I certainly wasn’t complaining about what they did next. I blinked as they pulled me in for a passionate kiss. I laughed as I pulled away.

“What was that?”

“Wanna make them really angry?” They asked.

A sparkle coming back to their eyes. How could I say no to a face like that. They turned around on my lap, straddling one of my thighs and putting their arms around my neck to pull me in for another kiss. I hadn’t even expected them to want to be touched right now, let alone this. Sometimes touch overwhelmed them, and I respected that. We’d never really gotten farther than kissing. Which was nothing like my previous relationships.

Most of them started out as friends with benefits, and never progressed past that. Expect for the last one, but I shouldn’t be thinking about her right now. Not when Blinky was on top of me. I leaned back on the bed a bit, propping myself up on the bed and leaning away from the kiss. Blinky looked at me confused.

“Blink, you’re upset, maybe we shouldn’t do this right now.”

I wanted to do things right with her. I really really liked her, and I was afraid to scare her off. This was probably the longest I’d ever held back in a relationship before. But they were also younger, not by much. But they probably didn’t have much experience. I wanted to take things slow.

“What does that have to do with anything.”

“I’m just saying, maybe you aren’t thinking with a clear head is all.”

They removed their hands from around my neck, and crossed them over my chest.

“Macy.”

“Yea?” They has my full attention, it wasn’t like there was much competition.

“I’m literally throwing myself at you right now. Don’t think I haven’t noticed your pent up frustration. And I’m supposed to be the socially oblivious one here.” They chuckled slightly.

“You were crying a few hours ago.”

“And now, I want to fuck you. You in, or not?”

If this is what they were like when they were angry, then this could be fun. That seemed like pretty clear consent to me, so I pulled them in for another kiss, this one sloppier than the last. I was still holding back, not wanting to hurt them. Not unless they asked me to of course. They giggled into the kiss, much more like them normal self now. I was a little surprised when they bit at my bottom lip, hard enough to draw blood.

“Oops” they said, bringing their finger to their lip and licking the blood off of it.

It was in that moment that I couldn’t even think about earlier anymore. I didn’t give a damn that anyone was in this god forsaken house. My pupils were probably blown wide by now. I stared at them hungrily. God they were so hot right now. I wrapped my hand around their waist, which covered most of their back. They kissed my cheek.

“I’m sorry, did that hurt?”

I couldn’t bring myself to say anything, just licking the rest of the blood of my own lip. They then kissed near my jaw.

“You’ll tell me if I hurt you yeah?”

They kissed the crook of my neck. I let out a little laugh, breaking out of my trance.

“If you hurt me?” I mused.

“Mmmhmm” the mumbled, sucking down on my neck like their life depended on it.

I certainly didn’t expect them to be this excited about it. Or feel this good. Maybe patience was a virtue. Or whatever the fuck the phrase was. The stoped attacking my neck to go to the other side, reaching to unbutton my shirt. Normally I’d take the lead, but I was curious to see how far they’re go before they got shy. I stabled us with my other hand still on the bed.

“Careful Bumble Bee, you really sure you want to do this?” I asked one more time, just to be completely certain they wanted this.

They stopped sucking on my neck and pulled back to look at me.

“Macy, will you just shut the fuck up? Or do I have to do it for you?”

I raised a brow at them, daring to open my mouth. They quickly pulled away, and I watched as they managed to skilfully remove their sports bra out form under their shirt. The crawled back over to me, and before I could get a word out they shoved it in my mouth. They smiled wildly.

“Better. You don’t normally talk this much.”

With a surprising amount of force they pushed me down onto the bed. Of course I wasn’t going to stop them. They crawled on top of me, sitting down on my waist. And made quick work of rooming my shirt. They placed open mouth kisses slowly down my chest, I mumbled something into the make shift gag, and they rolled their eyes, taking it out of my mouth.

“What was that?”

“Have you ever been with a girl before?”

“I’m sure I can figure it out.” They smiled smugly.

I didn’t even give them a chance to put the gag in themselves, grabbing it and shoving it back into my mouth. If this is how they wanted to play it, fine, let’s play. Maybe this would be a good way for them to release whatever stress they were under. Whatever made them run away from home. And I wanted nothing more than to provide that outlet for them. I helped her out by undoing my bra and letting it fall. I watched their eyes darken.

“I swear to Satan, Macy you were sculpted by Aphrodite herself.” They said lowly.

They seemed hesitant for a second, so I guided their hands to my breast. They slowly began to need at it, closing their eyes at the feeling. They looked blissful in this moment and it was turning me on. They leaned down and began attacking my other breast like they had my neck. Shamelessly leaving hickeys all over my body. Which I would wear proudly. They splayed their other hand over my stomach to stabilise themselves. I leaned my head back. Enjoying the feeling. It wasn’t often I was in this role, so I figured I’d enjoy it.

My hands slowly made my way to their shirt, asking them to take it off. Which I was happy to help them with. They didn’t have much there, but I never cared about any of that. Big breast, little breast, they were all the same to me. I reached up to touch them, but they smacked my hand away. Detaching their tongue from my nipple and looking down at me displeased.

“If they’re going to distract you I’ll put my shirt back on.” They warned.

God, why were they being so mean? I wasn’t the one that pissed them off, so why take it out on me? They pinched my nipple, rolling it between their thumb.

“You gonna get distracted Macy?”

I shook my head no.

“Good girl.”

God what where they doing to me right now? This had to be a dream. There was no way this was actually happening. The crawled off me and I let out a whine at the lack of content.

“Poor you, you still have your shoes on. Let me help you.”

They unzipped my boots, taking them off my feet while keeping eye contact. How were they so good at this. Nobody had ever made me squirm in anticipation before. They took their time, feeling up my legs and reaching for my zipper. It was odd how they still asked for permission, despite being so clearly dominate right now. But they paused, retracting their hand.

“Think you can help me out a little?” They asked seductively.

Fuck, I hadn’t shaved. But I honestly didn’t think that mattered at all right now. I doubt something like that would stop them from this little quest they were on. I quickly kicked of my pants, throwing them somewhere in my room. Leaving me in only my panties, and then just topless.

“Look at you, listening so intently. You really wanted this didn’t you fy nghariad”

I recognised that word, they used it often. Told me it meant “my love” a tears of endearment they had settled on for me. I nodded excitedly.

“Now if you’re good, we can remove that gag. Don’t you want your family to hear how good I’m making you feel? You gonna be good for me and let me please you Macy?”

The reached over to remove the object.

“Yes.” I said simply, honestly.

I couldn’t think to say much else right now honestly. I’m was completely in awe. She kissed me quick. Smiling into it. She softly ran her fingers along my bare legs, making me shiver as they were so much colder than my skin.

“Your hands are cold.” I muttered.

“I’m sorry darling, maybe you could help me warm them up.”

The sorry seemed sincere, but the rest do the sentence negated that with how suggestive it sounded. I leaned up on my elbows, grabbing their hand and slowly leading it to my mouth. I licked up their fingers before slowly popping two of them into my mouth. They never once dared to break eye contact. They ran their other hand up and down my body, pawing at my breast again. Trying to use the friction to heat them up.

I moaned around their fingers when they started playing with my nipple again.

“You like that?”

I moaned once more to tell them they were going in the right direction. But I honestly couldn’t take it anymore, I had waited so long for this. And they weren’t moving fast enough for me. But I didn’t want to discourage them. They’d never done this after all, but they were doing so well so far. I rubbed my thighs together, to try and ease the pressure building down there. Which didn’t go unnoticed by them.

“Somebodies impatient.”

I removed their fingers from my mouth with a loud pop.

“And somebodies being cruel. I like it” I said, pulling her in for a kiss.

They slid their hands down my thigh. Pushing them apart which I happily obliged. I’ve never been this wet before, but I didn’t have the mind to be embarrassed about it. Why should I? I had my hot partner trying their best to please me right now. There was nothing embarrassing about that. This is where they seemed to pause again, but this time not as part of the scene. I gently guided their hands to my core.

“Small circles like this.” I instructed.

They didn’t take offence to my helping, taking the suggestion with stride. Their hands were nibble and their fingers flexible. They played with my pussy like someone trying to beat the boss battle of a video game. At this rate I didn’t think I could hold back. I’d never come this quick before, but I couldn’t help it. They just felt so good.

“Yeah, just like that baby. You’re doing so good.” I praised.

Easily slipping back into my normal headspace. The praise seemed to spur them on with new vigour.

“Can I taste you?” They asked.

It sounded so sweet and innocent. The complete opposite of how their hands were using my body right now.

“Go ahead Bumble Bee, I’m all yours.”

They brought their hand up to their mouth, licking my slick off their fingers and whining slightly. I wanted to take them right then and there, but I remind patient. Reminding myself I was letting them take the lead for our first time. Sure it wasn’t the most romantic moment, but fuck that if it felt this good. They had licked their hand completely clean, and they seemed to want more.

Because before I could even Blinky, their head was between my legs. I couldn’t even look at them anymore, throwing my head back and giving into the feeling. The licked my slit hungrily. Devouring me as if they had done it a thousand times before. I couldn’t stop the moans i let out, and I didn’t want to. Fuck it if they heard. They weren’t the ones getting their world rocked right now.

“Oh fuck, Blinky.” I moaned.

They pulled back for a moment.

“Want me to keep going.”

“If you stop now, I swear I’m going to make it ten times worse for you.” I warned.

They didn’t need to be told twice, adjusting their position, and pulling me closer to the edge of the bed. I helped of course, my body weight being nearly twice theirs. I didn’t know how much time had passed, all I knew was that I was getting dangerously close. I tense my legs, desperately trying not to crush their head. But they didn’t seem perturbed in the slightest. Adding their fingers back in and flicking my clit in rhythm with their tongue.

“Shit Blinky I’m gonna-“

I didn’t get to finish my sentence before they experimentally skipped a finger in. I threw my head back, letting out a loud moan as my body shook. My orgasm crashing through me violently. They pulled their mouth back, but kept going with their fingers, slipping another one inside of me. They waited for me to stop shaking, before they wiped off my cum from their mouth with the back of my hand.

“You sound pretty like that.” They commented.

Looking down at me. I smiled lazily up at them.

“You’re surprisingly good.”

Maybe that wasn’t the best thing to say at the moment. But I knew Blinky. They wouldn’t be upset by my words.

“Yeah? They asked, brushing a strand of their hair behind their ear.

I couldn’t take it anymore, caging them in on the bed, as I switched out positions.

“You have no idea how many times I’ve dreamt of this.”

“I have some idea.” They smirked.

I rolled my eyes.

“Aren’t you sassy today? First you challenge Luda, then you threaten Hoyt. We’re you serious about that by the way?” I asked.

“Dead.” They said, staring right into my eyes to prove their point. “People like him disgust me.”

I never knew there was this dark side to them, perhaps they hid it because they were scared. And maybe the should be, this was dangerous. I didn’t think it possible to be more attracted to them. But the thought of them hurting Hoyt for me, had me wanting to cum all over again.

“Sorry if that’s intense.”

“Oh you’re going to be sorry for something else in minute. That was very rude of you to slap my hands away earlier.” I teased.

They frowned, and I thought for a second maybe I took it to far.

“I’ve never had anyone touch me before.” They admitted.

I was surprised. They seemed to at least have some experience.

“I’m really good at giving though.”

“I’ll say, you know, I’ve never cum that fast before.” I smiled.

“Never?”

“Not even close.”

They seemed to get lost in thought for a second. And I wished I could pick their brain. Of course I was still worried about them. But hormones were running high right now and my brain was foggy.

“I could make you feel good, I’ll be gentle, I promise.”

“You don’t have to-“

“Blinky, relationships are give and take.” I started.

“I was going to say you don’t have to be gentle. I can take it.”

Those were bold words. But for now, I would keep that promise I made. I didn’t want to ruin them. But it seemed unfair that I had to bare their mark, and they wouldn’t have mine. I wanted everyone to know they were mine. I lifted their chin with my finger.

“Remember when you told me to shut up earlier?” They nodded. “Let me do this for you. You get uncomfortable for even a second, you tell me to stop ok?”

“Ok”

It was the same ok they always gave when they fully understood something. I pulled them into a kiss, still trying to go fairly slow with things. But the fuzziness in my head was trying to get me to skip straight to the main course. But I couldn’t do that. Your first time could hurt if you weren’t careful. Most people learned that the hard way, and got turned off from the idea of sex all together.

As I kissed down their neck, they giggled slightly. A far cry from their earlier behaviour. But perhaps they had gotten it all out of their system. Taking out their anger on me, so sweetly.

“That tickles.” They laughed.

“Yeah?” I said, smiling into their neck.

It was cute how easily they became submissive. Even their little show of dominance earlier had been more akin to a sub trying to please their partner. I rubbed my nose into the spot where the skin met their collar bones, licking down on them after and watching them shiver at my touch. Even if we stopped right now, this was more than enough. They looked so cute right now, trying to squirm away from my touch.

They never mentioned it directly, but I was smart enough to pick up on things. I could tell they had sensory issues at least, and were a little awkward with communication. So I wasn’t going to take the chance and let their body language decide my actions. Verbal confirmation was better. Plus, if they could talk, I could check in to make sure they were really ok.

“You want me to keep going?”

They nodded.

“Use your words Bumble Bee.”

“Yes please.”

I had to fight back a smile at how cute they were right now. Oh Lord, I felt almost dizzy from it. I gently cupped my hand around their left breast, engulfing the whole thing with my hand. They blushed slightly. I slowly began needing them.

“Does that feel good darling?”

“So good” they stuttered out. “Dont stop.”

I could feel their heart hammering in their chest, at just a light touch. While they had quite a similar effect on me, it wasn’t nearly this bad. I didn’t know the situation, but that didn’t matter. How could you dare to touch this beautiful creature without caring for their pleasure. It was obscene and I was disgusted.

I moved my knee between their leg. A natural habit I guess. They let out a soft hiss, and I paused.

“No no, keep going. I’m good. I’m really good Macy.”

This time I didn’t bite back my smirk. I decided to try something. Switching out positions suddenly. They let out a quick yelp, but but down on their tongue.

“Sorry.” I chuckled, “forgot my strength.”

They couldn’t even respond. Just looking up at me in adoration. I moved them so they were facing me, straddling my thigh again. They looked confused. I knew they would need sleep tonight, and the easier way to ensure that was to get them tired out. Make them work for it. Sure, maybe my sadistic tendencies were skewing my decision a little. But it was so delicious to watch them squirm.

“I want you to grind down on my thigh.” I instructed.

When they still looked a little confused, I helped them out, placing my hands on their hips and helping them move them a little. They hit down further on their lip, throwing their head back a little.

“That feel good bunny?”

Another nod.

“Words.” I reminded.

“It feels so good Macy.”

They way they said my name made my heart jump a little. Their noises were small, but they were positively adorable.

“Then use my thigh pretty girl. I’m all yours.” I encouraged.

I kept my hands on their back, keeping them from falling off of me. But I couldn’t pay much attention to anything else with their perfect titties in my face. I couldn’t take it anymore and I hungrily sucked at their nipple. They continued grinding down on my thigh, mewling the whole time. I swore to god is someone dared open that door right now, there would be blood and lots of it. Nobody was allowed to see them like this, nobody but me. No matter how much I wanted Hoyt to eat his words from earlier.

“That’s it’s gorgeous, just like that. Let me make you feel so good.” I said, before moving onto their other breast.

I was carful with my word choice, gaging their body language to make sure I wasn’t saying the wrong thing. I knew they weren’t entirely comfortable with their body. But it seemed if I switched evenly between neutral and feminine terms they were just fine with it.

“Who’s making you feel this good.” I asked.

“You are.” They answered breathlessly.

“That’s right, and is anyone else allowed to touch you?”

“N-no.” They stuttered out.

Their breath was getting quicker and I could tell they were getting close. I wanted to see how soaked they could get those leggings they were wearing. I would get them some of my clothes after. Of course they would be huge on them, but I didn’t care. The sight of Blinky in my clothes was a sight I would never want to forget. That, and the look on her face right now. I could feel the tension slowly easing from their body.

“Macy, I can’t, it’s too much.” They said.

They scrunched their face up like they did when they were getting overstimulated. I felt bad, even if it was overshadowed by my other emotions right now. But I knew they had it in them, and she would feel so good after.

“Come on Bumble Bee, you’re so close. Just a little bit longer.” I urgedZ

“O-ok” they stuttered out.

Tiny tears escaped from their eyes, and I felt bad cause it was only making me hornier. I switched my attention, gently licking the tears from their face. I leaned in whispering in their ear.

“It’s ok, you can let go.” I said.

They squeezed their eyes shut as their body shook. I could feel a wet spot on my thigh and I gave them a satisfied smirk. Kissing all around their face as they came down from their high.

I breathed in and out slowly, trying to encourage them to copy me. They tiredly leaned into my chest, holding me close. I rubbed my hand up and down their back.

“You did so good for me Blinky. I’m so proud of you.” I praised.

Every word was the truth, and I made sure they knew that. They were fairly quiet, but I had expected this. They always got quiet when they were overstimulated, I didn’t think this would be much different. Though I wish I could have heard them scream. We sat for maybe ten minutes as I let them calm down. Just holding them tight, so they knew I wasn’t going anywhere. They slowly moved their head to look up at me.

“That’s it, there’s those pretty eyes.” I smiled.

“How are you so perfect?” They asked.

“I could as the same of you. You did so well for me Bunny.”

They gentle rubbed their eyes, pushing the rest of the tears out. I kissed the tip of their nose softly.

“I made a mess.” The said softly.

It was so innocent, so cute.

“That’s ok Blinky. I’ll get you cleaned up.”

They tightened there grip on me, as I tried to get up.

“I’m not going anywhere ok, just grabbing some stuff to get you feeling better.”

“Ok” they said softly.

I gently wrapped my blanket around their shoulders.

“Sixty seconds.” I said.

They began counting slowly, hugging the blanket tightly. I quickly rushed to the bathroom, Hoyt passed me sending me a nasty glare in the hallway. I just stick my tongue out at him. I quickly grabbed a washcloth, some lotion and my tooth brush. I got back to the room by the time they were on 55.

“See, told you I’d be right back.”

They smiled sweetly up at me.

“Let’s get you out of these pants yeah?”

The nodded, letting me peel them off their body. I slowly removed their panties as well, carful not to touch much down there, as it would still be sensitive. I looked up at them.

“I’m just gonna clean you up a little than give you a massage, does that sound nice” they nodded.

Going completely non-verbal now. But I could accept that. They knew I wouldn’t hurt them. I couldn’t never even think of it. I gently wiped the wet cloth on their thigh, cleaning up the rest of their mess from earlier. I stood up, instructing them to lay down on the bed. I sucked in a breath as they rolled over. I had never seen their bare ass before, and god was it perfect. I sat on the bed beside them, as they watched me carefully. I put some lotion on their back and gently began rubbing it. They closed their eyes, enjoying the feeling.

I had to turn off the horny part of my brain right now, as much as I wanted to go again, they would need rest. I could sort myself out later if I really needed to, after they were asleep. I didn’t say a word, letting them enjoy the quiet. When I was done, I handed them a sweater and some shorts from my closet. The smallest pair I had. I knew none of my undergirded would fit them, but I could sort that out tomorrow. I didn’t know how long they were staying for cause we never discussed it. As they got comfy, I lifted their chin so their eyes met mine again. Just checking in on them one more time.

“You ok?”

I wasn’t expecting the next words that came out of their mouth.

“My mother is going to die soon.” They said. It was so quiet I barely heard them.

“I’m- I’m sorry.” I said.

Why would they tell me what was bothering them now of all times? But Blinky just kinda said whatever came to their mind, it was how they functioned.

“It’s ok.” They said.

I had thrown on some sweat pants and a sports bra before I had left the room. And right now it didn’t seem important to get proper pyjamas on. I crawled into bed next to them, pulling them into me as they cuddled into my chest. I had left the tooth brush and a glass of water on the nightstand. We could take care of that later.

“What you did for me today, thank you.”

“I didn’t do anything sweetheart, I was just being a good girlfriend.”

They shook their head.

“No Macy, it was more than that. You made me feel safe. This didn’t feel gross like all the other times.” They said.

I frowned. What the hell did they mean all the other times? Gross? Who had hurt them that much? I wanted to rip the head off of this person.

“I never want you to feel gross.” I said softly. “I’m glad you could trust me to do that for you.”

They cuddled closer to my chest, and I held them tightly, draping the blanket over us. I didn’t really need it, I produced plenty of body heat oh my own. I tried to think of something to distract them. I should have anticipated they wouldn’t have entirely felt better after our little play session. But I didn’t want their first proper experience to be clouded by this feeling. Sadness, anger, I couldn’t quite tell. It mostly all looked the same on Blinky. Joy was the only emotion they excelled at flawlessly. You could always tell when they were happy, but everything else was a guessing game.

“Why don’t we get those pretty teeth of yours brushed?”

I saw them push their tongue through the gap where one tooth was missing. I meant to ask them about that, and maybe right now wasn’t the right time. But it just slipped out.

“By the way, what ever happened to that one tooth?” I asked, as I grabbed the tooth brush that already had a bead of tooth paste on it. I would just brush mine in the morning. I didn’t mind.

Blinky laughed slightly, their mood slowly shifting.

“I got punched by a racist.” They laughed even more.

“Blinky that’s not even remotely funny.” I said.

But their smile was contagious.

“At least tell me you punched him back, little miss I’ll cut off your dick if you call my girlfriend a slur again”

They paused, looking up at me.

“Yikes, did I really say that? I’ll have to put more money in the jar when I get home.”

“You have a sweat jar?” I laughed.

“I don’t like using mean words very often.”

“Maybe you can give yourself a pass this time Blink, it’s impossible to not call Hoyt a dick.” I laughed.

But my laughter quickly died down.

“I am sorry about your mom though.”

“Don’t worry about it, she’s going where she belongs.”

Their voice was harsh and cold when they said that. I’ve seen that look before, on Tommy before he killed a particularly nasty victim. Preservation mixed with disgust. I didn’t want to push and ask more, but I could already tell I would’ve hated their mother if I got a chance to meet her, maybe it was for the best she was dying. But if my hunch was right, Blinky and I would have to have a very serious conversion soon. Maybe they weren’t so innocent after all. Not that that mattered to me.

They’d be eating breakfast with my family in the morning. And that deserved a fair warning on my part. I watched as they brushed their teeth. Spitting the water back into the empty cup. I would take care of that in the morning. I leaned down, giving them a quick kiss on the lips as the cuddled back into me.

“Try to get some sleep Blink, I’m not gonna let anyone hurt you. And in the morning, you’ll get to meet Tommy for breakfast.” I smiled.

They let out a little yawn.

“I get to meet Tommy?”

“Mhhmm” I smiled down at them as their eyes closed.

They fell asleep with a content smile on their face. I wasn’t looking forward to our little chat before breakfast. But that was tomorrows problem. I turned off my lamp, and rolled over, pulling them impossible closer to me. Using them like a little teddy bear as I fell asleep.

An: I’m oddly proud of Blinky for taking charge on this one. Victims of assault often have a hard time in the bedroom, but they really love Macy and trust her.

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slashingdisneypasta · 2 years

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Slashers and: Arm Wrestling- X Reader Edition

Because the gif is perfect.

This time you get to sit across the table and (Perhaps) give your villainous F/O a run for their money!

*For Chucky and Tiffany lets just assume that you’re a doll, too. Do you wanna know what happen if they arm wrestled eachother? Check here!

Billy: He tries to sike you out with a lotta smack talk (“Are you gonna go easy on me, baby?” “Hell no, sit your ass down and let’s do this.”), but when it comes to the main event, he doesn’t overwhelm you XD I mean, depending on your strength he might win, but he doesn’t have the whole thing under his control like Michael and Thomas do XD

Bubba: Theirs an acute possibility that Bubba will let you win XD Especially if you’re smaller then he is. Honestly, he’s just happy to get to hold your hand? Like, oh- *hand hold* he’s good XD

Charlie / Hoyt: Like Billy he talks a lotta teasing shit but he’s not trying to throw you off. That’s just how he is with you. When you wrap your hands around each other’s he squeezes tight, showing you what your up against. Like, you’re locked in now, sweetheart… what’re you gonna do?

Chucky: Oh he is so cocky, the bastard. He thinks its is going to be all too easy, to beat you. Please prove him wrong. (*cough* Honestly, promise him a flash under your shirt or a something and he’ll let you win. Chucky is a simple man.)

Chop Top: Oh my goodness, Chop just cant stop talking. Every time he sees you, he has so much to say, because you missed out on hearing his verbal diarrhoea in real time and he loves telling you stuff! … To bad he’s also strong, so depending on how strong you are… you might just be sitting there nodding along to his stories for 20 minutes, struggling and failing to put him down at the same time.

Drayton: … I don’t care how weak you are, you aren’t as weak as Drayton (Honestly he looks light as a feather to me). This may cause an argument between you too when you beat him but you make up pretty quick when he remembers you are the only one here that he genuinely likes.

Freddy: Freddy has some dirty tricks at play… but so do you, and you figured; Go big or go home!… So you managed to convince Thomas to help you, XD , so you’re just there, all casual, sat on top of Thomas with his (MUCH LARGER) hand right next to yours, like what’s the problem Fredbear?? Square up! And he finds it hilarious, just going Oh come on, now… trynna appeal to your better nature. Go easy on him! You love him, right??? (You: … No.)

Jason: Like Bubba, Jason’s pretty happy to hold your hand XD But like… you take it a step further. Flirting with him, a little. Now, Jason knows what you’re doing… complimenting his shoulders, and his eyes, and saying how strong he is… and it just spurs him to beat your ass without any more thought. He was considering letting you win! But then you went and tried to play him, so sorry Y/N XDD

Luda Mae: Luda Mae thinks its so fun, now that its with you XD She’s laughing, losing her grip because of it but still putting on a determined face to try and win. If you try to smack talk her then she’ll just throw right back at you, finding it funny. No matter who wins, you two had a good time ^^ Its just so pure, here.

Michael: You’re using both hands and he’s still not moving XDD Like, he’s not pushing you down which is nice of him (Little tiny bit of curtesy for his S/O), but also he’s just… sitting there, staring at you, with his arm and both your hands stuck up dead in the middle of the table no matter how you go about it- shoving, pulling, flirting. None of it works XDD

Monty: Monty thinks this is a bit kiddish, but he’s not one to forfeit a challenge unless it’s against Hoyt. He doesn’t mind who wins, but if he does, he will remind you of it for years afterwards XD Not in an annoying way, just in a playful one- an inside joke for the two of you.

Nubbins: My god, you can’t tell me that Nubbins isn’t strong as hell. He’s also headstrong, and mean (it’s the similarities between them, that cause Drayton and he to bump heads *cough*). He’ll win, and rub it in your face.

Stu: … *Licks his hand quickly and takes you down*

Tiffany: Ohh, Tiff does try it- flirting and teasing you to distract you. Unfortunately Chucky is close by and calls bullshit on her XDD After that, she’s still got some tricks up her sleeve... but still asks, if you’ll go easy on her?~ “Sorry, baby, not today.” … She finds your determination hot as hell.

Thomas: Thomas finds something amusing, for the first time ever! Seeing you saddle down all determined in the chair opposite him and slam your elbow down on the table; Wriggling your fingers for him. He goes slowly, when realistically he could have one in about 3 seconds, because he’s enjoying this game with you XD

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motionlessinone · 8 months

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I've been reading a lot of Tommy Hewitt little stories but i really wanted one after Texas Chainsaw Massacre 03 when he's lost his arm and he's hiding in the basement. I just keep thinking how lonely he must be and that someone should go find and help him...

Ah maybe I'll write it...