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Cain Jedidiah Jr. Sawyer and Babi Sawyer were waiting for their papa, Bubba/Jedidiah Sawyer/Leatherface, to come home and it started to rain. So I thought it would be the perfect opportunity to make Cain my own little Dorothy Gale. 🥰

(AI FILTER ON REBORN DOLLS.)

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OOC:

This is so cute. 😭🩷 Happy birthday, Nubbins!!

Also though???

Rosette be lookin’ at Bubba after seeing this like

“You share a name with him (Drayton) besides the last name???? And that HAPPENS to be one of the names we gave our SON???? (Cain Jedidiah Jr. Sawyer)”

thought you all might like this

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The happy little face Cain has been making today, ever since his mama’s mama told a guy that looked like a good Leatherface that he looked like Leatherface and that his (Cain’s) mama had a crush on him (the guy) because of that.

Little dude is trying so hard to get an irl papa!

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Little Cain Jedidiah Jr. Sawyer got to spend the day today at home with his mama, Rosette Sawyer. 🥰 It was so peaceful! But… they did miss Bubba Sawyer. Maybe they’ll find him at the next horror convention…?

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@gothicdreamklown (I may actually have to do this in separate posts. My phone doesn’t seem to want to do this all-in-one.)

This is Cain Jedidiah Jr. Sawyer!

Kit: Rowan by Bountiful Baby

Artist: CamellynCreations (Facebook and Etsy)

Kit age/size: 3-6 months

Cain’s age: Newborn

Cain with his mama and papa, Rosette and Jedidiah Sawyer:

(I don’t have names for the other cosplayers. 😅)

A little about Cain as he grows up:

He is generally very quiet and sweet to those he trusts. Cain is extremely shy, so gaining that trust is difficult. He CAN speak English, though it’s obvious that it requires some effort on his part, hence why he’s more quiet. He seems to find it much easier to “talk” to Bubba. By that, I mean, Cain loves to just fall into the gestures and random animal sounds that Bubba understands best. Cain is very much daddy’s boy.

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OOC:

LMAO BRUH SAME. ♥️

I remember back in elementary school, in like the third grade, my best friend told me about a movie she saw based on a real killer that wore people’s skins as masks and who made lampshades out of human skin. She was describing “The Texas Chainsaw Massacre”. I told her I was *NEVER* gonna watch and enjoy that movie because it seemed too scary, too real.

Cut forward to when I was in the fifth grade, my cousins’ elementary school was having a Halloween festival with a haunted house. Mom made me do it with her and I was TERRIFIED the entire time but in the last room, decorated in human remains based furniture, this huge dude with a chainsaw busted in, I BOOKED IT OUT OF THE HAUNT, CRYING AND HAVING A PANIC ATTACK.

Jump to me being 15 with that same BFF I mentioned. We were talking about an anime we both loved, “Death Note”. She was a Light fangirl and I quite literally shamed her for it because he was the murderer. I REALLY believed I would NEVER like the killer.

Fast forward to the present day? Uhhhhhhh… F***.

That’s a screenshot of my iPhone.

Guess who’s in love with the very same fictional man who has been terrorizing me almost my whole life.

I even have some (Reborn) babies with him!

Cain Jedidiah Jr. Sawyer is my own character (points to Tumblr name and icon) and then there’s Babi Sawyer from Texas Chainsaw Massacre 3 as an infant.

you know, i used to be so scared of leatherface (all versions) but now i've watched every single film i just want to give him a cuddle and take care of him

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Just a quick fic.

Warnings: None that I know of, this is just a cute moment.

The year is 1978 and it’s late summer. The last of the cicadas are creating a low hum as the sunset glows a bright orange outside. Rosette, considered a tall woman at 5’6”, with her dark brunette hair and expressive blue eyes sits calmly rocking her three year old son, Cain Jedidiah Jr. Sawyer, in her arms on the swing in the front yard. Her eyes are fixed on the horizon, waiting. Expecting. “Goodness, I hope it won’t be long, now…”, she half-whispers both to herself and to Cain. Little Cain, nearly every inch the miniature image of his father minus his mother’s blue eyes, snaps to attention and tries to see what his mother is looking for. “Pa… pa?”, Cain looks up at his mother’s face inquisitively. Rosette gazes down at that sweet little expression and a warm smile temporarily replaces the concern on her face. “Yeah. Your papa should be home soon, Cay.”, she explains, giving him a little kiss on the forehead as she pats his head, “He’s been out there in those fields all dang day. I bet he’s missin’ us as much as we miss him.”. A small smile forms on the little boy’s features at the kiss from his mama and he snuggles into her chest. Rosette holds him close for several minutes as they rock on the swing. She was quite worried because Bubba had been chasing some uninvited guests but she was not about to show it. She did not want to upset Cain.

In an effort to both calm herself and entertain Cain while they waited, she began to sing softly to him. A song about a teddy bear who travelled among the stars in a little silver boat, a story about making the impossible possible. It began to get darker and crickets started to join the cicadas’ concerto. Finally, raising his head from his mother’s shoulder with a sleepy little yawn, Cain glanced around for his father and on seeing that he still was not in sight, Cain began to whimper. “Sssshhhhh, little one, it’ll be okay.”, Rosette whispered comfortingly, snuggling him close, “There’s a lot of space to walk out there. I’m sure your daddy’s still on his way back.”. Cain began to squirm, making it known to his mother that he wanted to go find Bubba himself. “Now, Cain, you know it’s not safe to go out there…”, Rosette gently reminded him, holding him out before her so she could look into his eyes. There was a look of determination in his eyes, making Rosette sigh deeply. “How about this then? Mama will go with you a little ways into the field and we’ll call out as loud as we can that we’re about to start making dinner. That’s sure to make your daddy hurry up, right?”, she offered, hoping to prevent Cain from getting lost. Cain took a few seconds to think before nodding a yes. “Okay then. Into the field we go!”, Rosette replied with a smile as she stood up, holding Cain close. Along the way toward the field, she did a sort of skip, making Cain bounce and smile again.

In a few minutes, they arrived at the edge of the cornstalks. Rosette only hesitated for a moment as she tried to find an easy way in with her baby boy in her arms but soon, they were surrounded on all sides by corn. Rosette smiled at Cain, who smiled back. “You ready, Cay?”, Rosette asked, watching him nod his head in reply with a tiny grunt, “Okay. When I say three, we both yell out ‘Dinner!’, okay?”. Cain nodded once more, eager to see his father. Rosette allowed herself a small laugh at the thought of the relief of seeing Bubba come back safe before saying, “Alright. One… Two… Thr-“. At that very moment, the corn stalks beside them rustled loudly. As they parted in the low light, a chubby, curly-haired man with a height of about 6’6” appeared, a bit worn out but smiling brightly beneath his leather mask.

“Bubba! You’re safe, oh, thank God…”, Rosette gushed, rushing toward him. Instantly, Cain shouted, “Pa… pa!!!”, reaching out his little arms to be picked up. Bubba leaned over a bit to place a kiss on Rosette’s lips, emitting a purring noise from deep in his chest and then he seemed to light up even more as he took their son into his arms, hugging him close. Cain tugged on Bubba’s shirt collar and tie, letting him know that he wanted to sit on his shoulders. Bubba made an affirmative noise that sounded something like, “Yuh” as he placed Cain on his shoulders. Cain responded with a happy cooing sound as he went right for his favorite calming activity- grabbing, not pulling, Bubba’s curls. “We both missed ya all day, hun.”, Rosette said, laughing with relief as she wrapped her arms around Bubba, who happily wrapped one arm around her to hold her close while his other arm held Cain in place. He chuckled lowly, finally able to relax. Cain practically shrieked as he started to giggle.

@puppet200 , Idk, cute short fic.

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About Cain Jedidiah (Jr) Sawyer:

Birthdate: April 25th, 1975 (Taurus)

Gender: Male

Siblings: Anne-Marie Sawyer, Babi

Mother: Rosette Sawyer

Father: Bubba Sawyer

Pet: A FREAKING RACCOON NAMED “DOG” 😂🥹

Google doc containing the details of all of my TCM OCs:

The probably-terribly-written-but-I-don’t-care version of my TCM AU, titled “Leather and Love”:

(DO NOT READ THE FIC IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 YEARS OLD.)

I’ve been trying to update it with a paragraph or two almost daily. I want to read it to Cain when he arrives. (He has arrived and been here now for about six months and I still haven’t finished. Lmao)

A photo of Cain as he is in my October Glade Nursery AU, doll and photos created by CamellynCreations on Etsy:

Cain:

Howdy, y’all! Ah took some time out ta listen ta some music with mah uncle an’ee helped me put tuhgether this playlist o��� some o’ mah favorite tracks. Some o’ these just happened tuh be somethin’ that snapped me outta my usual space an’ a few o’ these were jus’ stuff mah mama sang ta me when ah was a baby. Ah hope y’all enjoy this as much as ah do!

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3PRi6TA9fBxDPtqnslgIhq?si=af7GFYtBSsKnN-mwmNd_Aw

PLEASE ONLY GO UNDER THE CUT WITH A VERY OPEN MIND.

I was blocked apparently for keeping an open mind??? lol??? LINK: X

Screenshots if it ever gets taken down: X

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NEVER!!!! They give me baby fever all the time, might as well spread it!!!! 🤣😂

Cain Jedidiah Jr. Sawyer and Babi Sawyer were waiting for their papa, Bubba/Jedidiah Sawyer/Leatherface, to come home and it started to rain. So I thought it would be the perfect opportunity to make Cain my own little Dorothy Gale. 🥰

(AI FILTER ON REBORN DOLLS.)