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Could you maybe do headcancons (or oneshots) for The TCM boys (Bubba, Nubbins, Chop top) with a reader that has the same hobbies or likes as them and how they would react when they find out?
YESS. I had the time of my life making these. I hope you like them!
《 Texas Chainsaw Headcanons for Reader who has Similar Interests 》
Bubba:
☆ When Bubba found out that you took up the interest of making stuff from bones, he was overjoyed. He loved to sit down with you and make matching bracelets, necklaces, even hair clips or other accessories for you. Bubba was just happy to find someone with similar interests as him. Someone to hang out with and have a nice time with in his free time.
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☆ You would make a lot of masks, similar to bubba—though not out of skin. For the most part you would design plastic masks, lots of different kinds. It could range from a simple design to a full faced design. When Bubba found out he was ecstatic, he thought ever single one of your masks looked amazing. Despite the fact that he couldn't express how he felt through words, he would definitely express it through the happy sounds he would emit and the motions he would make. He had expressed to you that he wanted a mask, wishing for it to be similar to a human face. More so one he found attractive, similar to his masks that he wore due to his insecurity, and the fact that he lacks a sense of self, feeling as though he needs to be a different person. You made him one and he was so excited. He wore it alongside his other masks, killing mask, pretty woman mask, old woman mask, ect.
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☆ You really enjoyed doing your makeup, you would try out a lot of different looks but you always liked to try on a traditional look, such as the red lip and blue eyeshadow. You were sitting at your desk on your bedside table, which had a miniature mirror on it for where you would do your makeup. You were trying on some lipstick when Bubba came in. He admired how good you did your makeup, with presicion and patience. He loved doing his makeup, especially on his woman masks. He enjoyed feeling pretty. He wanted you to do his makeup on the new faces he was wearing. He absolutely adored what look you came up with.
Nubbins:
☆ At first, to Nubbins, you gave off that vibe like you didn’t take enjoyment in killing, similar to Drayton. But while he was walking outside looking for dead animals to take pictures of, he noticed someone screaming from the back of the house. Running back there as best as he could, considering his limp, he witnessed you bashing someone with a hammer. He giggled.
"I-I didn’t know you had it in ya!"
He took pictures of the dead guy on the ground. He put the hammer in the dead man's hand, giggling as he took more pictures. Now everytime he was on a hunt, he'd bring you with him.
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☆ You would take pictures with your polaroid camera a lot. Whether that be a sunset, an animal, you, friends, ect. Nubbins was snooping throughout your room, finding a drawer at your bedside table. Nubbins opened it, finding a collection of polaroids inside. He looked through all of them, excitement radiated through him as he examined each picture. He loved everything about the pictures you took, and you always had perfect lighting. Once you found him snooping through your belongings, you knocked him one. Nubbins didn’t care though, he was just eager to have another person to take pictures with.
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☆ Nubbins noticed how you would grab a shovel from the shed and always go down the road, toward where the graveyard was. He never thought much of it, until it became a big part of your routine. Nubbins was listening to the radio and and heard about recent grave diggings happening in the area. That's when he got suspicious of your behavior. If he and Bubba weren’t the ones grave digging, then who was? Next time you went out, he followed. You arriving at the graveyard and digging people up, placing them on top of the tombstones. Nubbins was watching, silenty, until he accidentally giggled. Which startled you and made you mad. Then again, he didn't care. You, Nubbins, and Bubba went on occasional grave digging trips every now and then.
Chop-Top:
☆ When Chop Top found out you enjoyed going to the record store, he would not leave you alone. He would talk your ear off about his favorite bands and recommend artists you should listen to. He would also just ramble about random facts about bands and the members. Some weren’t very interesting either...
"H-hey, did you know that in the song "In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida" by Iron Butterfly, Doug, the guy who wrote the song was uh...drinking a-a lot. He was slurring his words trying to say, "In the Garden of Eden", and u-uh...heh..the guy who wrote the lyrics for him wrote down, "In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida". Heheheh...."
Overall, he was just immensely excited, and you didn’t want to break his spirit. But now he would beg to come with you to a record store and yap for hours about a big variety of albums he just randomly knew all about. Grabbing albums and pointing out every thing about it. He just gave you history lessons on music. One time he talked for so long, that the employees had to kick you guys out because they were about to close.
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☆ I feel like Chop Top LOVES to tie dye his own shirts. So him finding out you also liked to tie dye, he would drag you to do tie dye with him. He would also beg you to design some of his shirts of him, but for the most part he just wanted to enjoy your company alongside him. He was very messy with the dye, though you wouldn’t say anything, just letting him enjoy himself.
"W-woops, gotta little paint on your shirt. Hehe."
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☆ You were dancing to the radio in your room. Little did you know, Chop Top was peaking in on you. He heard one of the songs he liked, him planning on yapping your ear off about the song, but instead was met with your graceful dancing. He got hyped up about it. He adored the way you moved. Now, Chop Top enjoyed dancing as well. Eh...maybe not dancing. Just flipping and flopping. He didn't know how to dance. He liked to think he could, but he can't. But that wouldn't stop him from joining you. He barged in, startling you. You went stiff.
"May I...uh...t-take this dance?" Holding out his hand to you. He giggled, giving you his gummy smile.
You gave him a warm smile taking his hand, dancing with him, moving to the flow of the beat. Though his movements were more sporadic and untimed; random, you tried to not let him mess you up. He had a hard time keeping up, either being a second behind or too many seconds early. You guys had fun. Now, it wasn’t necessarily ideal, but it was fun.
Can you write a muti slasher with an s/o that does this ⬆️
I belive you mean that they eat kinda lasily so that what I'll write. :)
Characters: Thomas Hewitt, Art the Clown, Nubbins Sawyer, Bubba Sawyer, and Chop-Top Sawyer
Tired Eater
Art the Clown
Genuinely leaves you there
Tries to wake you up by snapping in your face
^gives up about five minutes later
Can't be bothered to wait for you
Will leave you there and come back later to pick you up
Tries to mime at you to get you to hurry up
Thomas Hewitt
Is very worried
Taps his momma's shoulder to ask her what to do
^Gets told to try and help you eat at least a little bit, then lead you up do bed
If Hoyt even tries anything, Thomas is chuncking him into a wall
^Fr, he got grounded (he wasn't allowed to see you for three hours)
Takes all the beatings for you
At first he thinks it's heat exhaustion so he tries to make sure you're not over-working yourself
^And god forbid he find out Hoyt is making you push yourself way past your limits
Nubbins Sawyer
You think you can be tired at a table with this guy?!
You are highly mistaken
He is, without a doubt, hooping and hollering, shaking you, shaking the table
He's shaking everything to keep you awake
Drayton yells at him a few times to cut it out
I like the idea that Drayton is a lot sweeter towards you rather than his brothers, so if you are still trying to eat after everyone else is done, he'll come over and gently shake you, tell you to go on up to bed, and that he's got the dishes tonight
Nubby doesn't understand why you're feeling this way, but he will grab you like a koala grabs a tree and hold onto you all night long, just to (try) to make sure you get enough sleep (should I start writing a series about how they sleep?)
Bubba Sawyer
So worried
He, like Thomas, is also worried that you might have gotten heat exhaustion
Despite Drayton yelling at him not to, he grabs you and carries you down to the basement with your food, hoping that it would be cooler down there so you could eat
He sits with you and helps feed you as well, hoping to help you feel better
He starts doing his chores quicker so he can start helping you with yours, hoping you won't get so exhausted
Chop-Top Sawyer
Again, he is hooping and hollaring, if you can still be tired through that, then even I'm worried about you
It kinda ends in the same way as Nubbins, however he is more worried about you then Nubbins
He knows a bit more, and knows it can still be pretty hot, so you probably have heat exhaustion
He tries getting you a fan, laying down on the floor with you (you ended up just falling asleep) but eventually, he just shook you awake and fed you
^Wouldn't suggest that tho as he can get kinda finicky when anywhere around your face, so he will start shaking and probably accidentally stab the roof of your mouth with the utensils he was using to feed you :|
Anyways, hope you enjoyed. Sorry it took me so long. I have another ask in my box that I will start working on soon.
Bubs,Nubs,Chops and Brahms with a typically sweet and quiet s/o but is very protective and hot headed when it comes to them. Like if someone insults the slasher they literally have to hold their s/o back from attacking the person(or not and just let them go ham 🤷♀️) bonus points if the person insulting Brahms is Malcolm
Slashers when Sweet!Reader gets overprotective
Includes: Nubbins, Bubba, Chop-Top and Brahms
Nubbins Sawyer💖
You made Nubbins melt. He was in a fit of giggles as you littered his red face with little kisses. He often told you that he did good, and that you were a nice one. He was very proud to call you his own
Though you were a sweet little angel, sometimes your nice nature was challenged. Like when one of Nubbins victims tried to escape. She tore herself free from the dining chair and made a run for it. Just as your boyfriend grabbed ahold of her, she bit down hard on his hand
You launched yourself at the girl, throwing her roughly to the floor. You went to attack her some more, but Nubbins grabbed your wrist
“It’s okay! I’ll handle this.” He stuttered
Before you could rip into her more, you forced yourself to go into the living room to blow off some steam. It wasn’t long until Nubbins’ victim stopped screaming. He entered the room covered in her blood, a crooked smile on his face
“Are you okay, honey?” You asked sweetly
You walked over to Nubbins and gently looked over his bitten wrist. You then grabbed his face, placing soft kisses all over. You were the perfect balance for him. One moment your violent and possessive, the next showering him in affection
Nubbins wrapped his lanky arms around you, hearts in his eyes
Bubba Sawyer💖
You were the love of Bubba’s life. Every moment spent with you was a blessing. He wasn’t afraid to give back any affection you threw at him. You both gave each other many, many sweet kisses during the day
Bubba chased a trespasser through the house, readying his loud chainsaw in the air. You were hot on his trail as they ran into the dining room. The victim panicked, snatching a sledgehammer from the table. Just as Bubba charged him, he threw the hammer. It spun in the air before hitting your boyfriend dead in the forehead
“Honey! Are you okay?” You gasped
As you set your sights on the trespasser, all you saw was red. You ran around a dizzy Bubba to tackle the man to the floor. How dare he hurt your precious boyfriend? That wasn’t very nice!
After finishing off the trespasser, you stood from his bruised body and raced over to Bubba. You kneeled down where he sat against the wall. You lifted a bloody hand to carefully touch his sore forehead
“You poor baby. Does it hurt real bad?” You cooed
Bubba rambled some gibberish, shaking his head furiously. He was only concerned about you. He took your hands in his, blood getting on him but he didn’t care
Chop-Top Sawyer💖
Chop-Top was always trying to rile you up. You were so sweet and quiet, he just wanted to tear that from you. He got off on you going crazy. He loved your two sides. One minute you were cuddling into his side, making him giggle. The next, you were strangling some poor girl for hurting him
Chop-Top’s victim got loose within the abandoned amusement park y’all called home. It wasn’t long until he found her, running after her with his knife ready. You watched from across the way as she screamed and bashed her fists against him. She screamed profanities, digging her long nails into his wrists
You stormed over to the pair, snatching Chop-Top’s hammer from the table in the process. You shoved the girl off him, and threw the hammer down onto her head. Chop-Top laughed hysterically as you slammed it over and over into her mushed skull
“Whoa, baby! You got her good!” He exclaimed
You loomed over her corpse, your chest heaving as the bloody hammer hung limply from your fingers. You carelessly tossed it next to her, slowly turning to face Chop-Top
“How’s your wrists, dear? She didn’t hurt you too bad, did she?” You huffed
Chop-Top didn’t answer. He crept over to you with a big grin, snaking his arms around your waist and pulling you close
You were so hot to him
Brahms Heelshire💖
Brahms was so soft for you. You never denied him any kisses. Which was honestly all he could ever ask for. Every little kiss you gave him made him melt. Your kind and gentle nature was so appealing to him. He wrapped his arms around your waist as you cradled his face. You offered the cutest smile, before planting a warm kiss to his mask
Brahms hid within the walls while Malcom delivered your groceries. It was obvious that he was trying to befriend you, but you were much too busy with Brahms. He was also still under the impression that he was just a doll, and not a six foot three guy in the wall
Malcom was trying to convince you to leave the manor for a bit, and get some fresh air. He offered to take you out into the village, but you politely declined. He asked you why you were so bent on caring for the doll, and even poked at his porcelain cheek
You had to bite back your anger as he made jokes about Brahms, calling him harmless names. But it still hurt you. Before you could snap at Malcom, you simply strolled over and scooped Brahms’ doll up from his seat
“Okay, that’s enough.” You said, feigning politeness
You felt a bit silly as you exited the kitchen, placing the doll onto the couch. Malcom didn’t even know that Brahms was still alive. It wasn’t like he was insulting him, but still. You were very protective of your boyfriend, and even his doll at times
You waved off Malcom dismissively, offering a rushed goodbye as you forced him out the door. You walked back into the living room with the doll, calling out for his human counterpart
“Brahms, honey?” You cooed
Brahms crept out of the walls, slowly lumbering over to you from behind. You whirled around, a hurt frown on your sweet face
“Oh, honey. I hope you didn’t take what he said to heart.” You lifted your hands up to cradle his mask. “I think you’re just lovely.” You smiled softly
Brahms didn’t care nearly as much as you did. He kind of liked that you got riled up over him like that though. He threw his arms around your waist and tugged you close. He hid his masked face in the crook of your neck, emitting a deep hum of affection
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warnings: PURE FLUFF!!! mentions of killing chickens (absolutely NOTHING in detail don't worry), fluff, a tiny bit of sad bubba, did i mention fluff??
Bubba and you had been together for over five years. They’d had some chickens when you first got there but died soon later. Bubba was devastated at the loss of his beloved chickens, he knew he shouldn’t get attached but he had. Drayton warned him many times to not get attached as they were strictly not pets but food. He'd never had a pet before so the little chickens made him feel like he did.
You sometimes went to the store with Drayton when you felt cooped up. When you first started going Bubba was sad that you wouldn’t be around for certain hours of the day and he couldn’t protect you but you reassured him everything would be okay. Sometimes, to make it up to him you’d bring him back gifts. No matter what it was Bubba would be extremely grateful. A candy bar? He'd immediately split it half to share with you. Marbles? He'd ask you to teach you to show him how to play a game. An accessory? He'd put whatever it was on and show Drayton and Nubbins. A cool rock you found in the dirt? He'd find the perfect place for it in his room. I'm telling you he would love anything you got him.
One day someone came to the shop with some chicken eggs in his passenger seat. You immediately decided to buy some from him for Bubba, you knew how much he missed his chickens and thought it would be the perfect gift. Plus you missed baking with the eggs the chickens produced.
When you got home Bubba was confused on why you told him to be gentle as he rushed to you to give you loves like he always did. He was soon hyper fixated on the eggs in the cardboard box.
You both together made a homemade incubator for them and gently set them in there. Bubba kept watching them silently tilting his head every few seconds.
"It'll be a while before they hatch" You told him as you hugged him from behind.
He whined sadly. But each day he'd wake up and rush downstairs to check on them. He was very protective of the incubator and the eggs. He refused to let anyone except you and him near it. He would watch as you'd flip them and he'd do a few too if he felt comfortable enough, fearful he'd hurt them with his large hands but with your reassurance he managed to do it it. He was always so proud of himself for being able to take care of them.
When they did finally hatch it was late. Bubba was checking on them before you all went to bed like he typically did. You were cleaning up the dinner plates when you heard him squealing loudly. You drop the plates thinking he was hurt or something was terribly wrong. When you walked in he ran to you and carefully brought you to the incubator.
The tiny chicks were hopping around the small box their shells now empty. He smiled big and kept letting out small squeals.
As they grew Bubba loved them more and more. He fell in love with one specific one, a fluffy white hen that followed him around. The hen would constantly beg to be picked up by him each time. That hen was his baby. As they got to age of being food Bubba was scared Drayton would try to cook them. You promised him you'd never allow that to happen and you kept your word.
You were sleeping one night, it had been a particularly hot day on the farm. Bubba laid beside you facing away but kept wiggling around. It wasn't uncommon for him to struggle to fall asleep.
But then you heard it, a soft chicken noise. You felt Bubba tense.
You leaned up and looked over him seeing him snuggle with the chicken.
"Bubba, honey, we can't have the chicken in the house." You told him gently.
He looked at you with pleading eyes. You couldn't say no to him.
"Fine, but only tonight." You gave in but were strict.
Bubba smiled and rolled over placing the hen between the two of you. The hen clucked happily and snuggled into the blanket happily. You were just happy that Bubba was happy.
