#thomas hewittx reader

[messy-gemini1]

His ( Pt. 1? maybe?)

Thomas has heard Hoyt talk about 'hippies' and 'tree hugger' and 'gypsies' among other things like that. His mama called them moon children and stuff and talked about her time where she wished she could be like that.

He never understood what she meant until he saw you enter the gas station smiling with a flower crown wrapped around your head and a large smile on your face that lit up the room.

His eyes watched your every move, the way your hands glazed the dangling bones from the window and the macabre decorations on the counter as your friends talked with his mother.

Your eyes met and for an instant he thought you were going to run and scream. But you smiled and sent a small wave his way, your bracelets clanked together. You turned and made your way back to your friends, but Thomas' eyes no longer followed your form, instead he watched some bikers stare at your behind like you weren't nothing more than a piece of meat.

You were going to be his and he'd be damned if he'd let another man violate your space with their eyes.

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Thomas didn't see you again till Hoyt had dragged you and your friends out of his car. Your hair was matted with blood in one spot and your arms were bruised and cut.

He had just got done getting rid of the bikers from the gas station. His hands were dirty and bloody as he stepped Infront of your form as you laid on the ground. Your eyes slowly trailed up, meeting his. Thomas could tell you were frightened by the way your pupils changed and your throat bobbed from gulping.

"Well? Go on Tommy. Mama said you wanted that one" Hoyt grinned, dragging her screaming friend towards the shed. Thomas looked from his leaving form to your own, the way you stared at him like a deer in headlights. He loved it. The way you looked at him and only him. You'd grow to love him.

He picked your form up, tossing you over his shoulder as you gasped in surprise and yelped "p-put me down!" you yelped, trying to squirm out of his grip but he was much much stronger than your own body, even if you weren't wounded.

Thomas carried you up the stairs and into his room, tossing you into the bed and quickly chaining your ankle to the leg of the bed, standing above you as you quivered.

He moved slowly, his form sliding onto his knees, so he didn't tower over you. You watched him, chest rising and falling quickly. You watched as he moved a hand slowly to your face, cupping your cheek and leaving his bloody handprint, almost marking you.

You watched him unblinking. "w-what do you want?" you whispered, afraid if you spoke any louder your voice would crack. Thomas stared into your eyes, adoring the way they shook and flashed along his face for any sign of what he was thinking.

"mInE" his broken and knarled words came out. Your eyes widened as he stood up and left the room, locking the door behind him so no one could enter and take you away from him.

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You sat in the room for what felt like hours. You could hear the roaring of a chainsaw off somewhere on the property. anytime you moved, the chain rattled along the floor. At one point, the man you knew as Hoyt, hollered and told you stop making a racket, so you sat on the bed with your knees tucked to your knees.

You moved when you heard the door unlock and the older woman from the gas station enter. She smiled softly at you and entered the room with a plate of food and a bowl of water and a rag.

"oh you're a beauty. No wonder my baby boy liked you. I've never had a girl before" she spoke, setting the plate on the side table as she sat on the bed next to you as if nothing was wrong.

"Now let's clean you up sweetie" she said. You didn't move as she dipped the rag in the water and started cleaning your skin. You watched her every move. Scared she'd turn and hurt you in any way.

"My boy Tommy picked you especially" she spoke. "w-why me" you spoke up. The woman looked up and smiled "he said you were nice to him and looked pretty. It doesn't take much to please to boy" she spoke.

You gulped and let her clean your skin. "There. all done. and for being so well behave you get dinner" she said and placed the plate of food on your lap. "Now enjoy before Thomas gets back. I'm sure he'll want to spend all his time with you" She giggled and left the room, locking the door behind her.

You could only imagine what that meant for you.

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It had been months since then. You slowly got used to being a prisoner here. Thomas was shy you noticed. Despite his larger frame he kept to himself, even in his own room. He turned his head away when you changed, when you needed to use the bathroom, he shut the door and covered his eyes anytime you showered.

You found it oddly cute, in a Stockholm syndrome type of way. You knew what you were feeling was wrong, but Thomas was gentle with you. When he wanted some time, he tried to sign to you, knowing you knew very little ASL.

He never did anything besides want to hold your hand or press his masked face against your head into his version of a kiss.

Soon, you were allowed to roam the rest of the house, even help Luda Mae make dinner. She made dresses for you to wear instead of your old, ruined clothes. You told her about your life before you were trapped there.

She liked to call you her wishful flower child she dreamed of for her son. You only smiled sheepishly and allowed her to believe what you wanted. You didn't know what was to become of you or what happened to your friend.

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Not until it was dinner time and you sat across from Hoyt one dinner. you refused to meet his gaze, his eyes staring you down. Luda Mae placed a bowl of stew Infront of you with a smile and continued to serve everyone else as Thomas stepped into the dining room from the basement, a place you were forbidden from entering.

Hoyt eyed you as you slowly stirred your stew, heat still rising from the broth. he grinned a little and locked eyes with You. "Ya know. Your friend aren't that bad" he said. You looked up at him slowly, he flashes a grin, spitting his tobacco into a spare can "they taste pretty good" he said, taking a slow sip of his stew.

Your body froze, eyes slowly looking down at your stew. 'no.nonononononononnoo!' you thought, shooting up so fast the chair knocked over. You gagged and ran out of the room and out the door fast as you could, Hoyt's laugh echoing the room.

You didn't get very far as Thomas tackled your form into the ground as you sobbed. You tried to push and hit his arms, attempting to get out of his grip.

Thomas refused to let you go and pulled you into his chest as you sobbed loudly in the dark. The only sound was your cries as if every insect around were scared off by the sound.

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You didn't leave the bedroom for weeks, even going as far as to not eat anything Luda Mae brought. Thomas gave you space, you wouldn't look at him. Even when he popped his head into the room to check on you, you wouldn't move from your spot, form curled up in the bed where you had laid for weeks.

The only time you moved was to use the bathroom or shower. Thomas tried to get you to look at him, but you snapped at his fingers like a wild animal, teeth bared at him.

He understood, you were hurt, angry, disgusted..He wanted nothing more than to see you smile like you did at the shop. But he knew it would take time. Take time for you to realize you were his and there was nothing you could do about it other than accept it.

Soon, soon you would come to terms with what happened, and you would allow him to be in the same room with him and accept him as your and you his. But until then, he would wait.

He would wait and force feed you if he has to until you make amend with yourself and accept your new life. Until then. You'll be His in his mind and stay in his room. where he can keep you from prying eyes.

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A/n: I tried to do a slighty darker fic. hopefully you guys liked it and i might do a part 2. request are open and i hope you guys like this!

[messy-gemini1]

Being married to Thomas Hewitt

Warning: meantions of Nsfw below :)

This man is full of self-consciousness so you'll have to be patient with him and Tell him how much he means to you

Thomas loves you to the moon and back, he'd never think he'd ever find a wife or anyone who loves him in general but when you come along and change his mine; you have him hooked for life

Being married to Thomas is it's own warning in general to any 'visitor' or even Hoyt himself. Thomas cherishes you and wants nothing bad to happen to you and that even means standing up to his uncle.

Luda May absolutely adores the two of you together, she's secretly trying to get yall to give her some grand babies.

Thomas refuses to let you in the basement unless he's cleaned it up some. He doesn't want you to get dirty or hurt by the many tools laying around or a victim he has tied up.

Thomas loves to cuddle you to sleep, when the days are slow and he has more free time he'll allow you to talk him into taking a nap.

Thomas will lay his head on your chest and listen to your heart while you trace your nails and fingers down his back or his scalp.

Now, let me tell you that this man definitely has a breeding kink and a size kink. He wants nothing more than to start a family with you and has no problem enjoying the actual process.

Thomas'll have you ride him so he doesn't actually hurt you but when you've been teasing him all day he will not hesitate to get rough and pin you to the bed, resulting in you bed ridden the next few days.

Thomas won't admit it but he loves holding your hands in his own and feeling your wedding ring digging into his fingers while he fucks you senseless( much to Hoyts dismay since yall are very loud).

He loves how tiny you are compared to him and he loves and I mean loves to see his cock bulge your tiny stomach

You enjoy seeing the breathless look on your lovers face and how excited he can get just from seeing your form in bed waiting for him.

The morning after Thomas will run his hands over your stomach and kiss any mark or bruise he laid on you as an apology and run you a bath along with bringing you breakfast.

Luda May is definitely ready for Grandchildren

[messy-gemini1]

I've been thinking alot about Thomas Hewitt so here you go!

Y/n, about Thomas to Luda May: I don't have a crush on them. They’re just someone I stare at and I like and when they’re not here, it ruins my day.

Luda May *smiling*: go on.

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Y/n: Our first year as a married couple and we’re still in love. Thomas *sign*: In your face, those who said we couldn’t last a year! Hoyt: I stand by my wedding toast! Y/n: fuck you old man!! ______

Hoyt: Must be hard not being able to laugh Y/n: I do have a sense of humor you know Hoyt: I’ve never heard you laugh before Y/n: I’ve never heard you say anything funny ______

Y/n: Am I in trouble? Thomas: Take a guess. Y/n: No? Thomas: Take another guess. ______

Y/n: Sometimes I drink milk straight out of the container. Thomas: The cow??? Y/n: What? Luda May: Thomas, W H Y? ______

Luda May about reader: Why don’t you go talk to them? Thomas , sarcastically sign: Oh. Yeah, sure. Luda May: What? So you go tell them they’re cute, what’s the worst that could happen? Thomas sign : They could hear me. ______ Y/n: That was so hot, Thomas . Thomas sign : I literally called the person who just flirted with you a degenterate dog and told them I hope they get dragged through the streets. Y/n: I'm so in love with you. ______

Y/n: My only talent is being stress. Hoyt : Don't you mean stressed? Y/n: No. get ready to die from a heart attack mf ______

Hoyt: Now, if I may speak for good-looking people everywhere... Y/n: Only as their rodeo clown. Monty: *laughing in the living room* ______

Y/n: Man, I only ever see you awake, do you ever shut down or stop running? Thomas sign: Oh, I’m always running Thomas sign: The question is from what

[messy-gemini1]

Thomas x reader

searching for me

All of his life, Thomas would have never thought he'd find someone to love him or find someone who waited on him like a house wife.

He spent years being ridiculed for his looks and his strength by his coworkers and even his uncle Hoyt.

Thomas has seen some very beautiful women in his life, they always ended up the same. Begging for their lives while screaming how he was a monster.

Thomas stopped searching for a love, after all this time why would something change? But, it did and god was he not prepared for it.

You, your tiny frame with all its curves and what nots, had been traveling with some friends when you found yourselves at the Hewitt house. Thats when Thomas saw you, you didn't fight or scream, you just followed Luda May into the house and helped her with chores.

Your friends were being murdered right underneath you yet you held no empathy for them, only smiling to Luda May and explaining your situation to her.

Luda May liked you, she liked your spirit and she could see her son stealing glances at you from across the room.

At dinner, Luda may made you sit beside Thomas while she finished up dinner.

It was silent, but not uncomfortable.

You finally spoke up "It's nice to meet you Thomas" you smiled up at him shyly. Thomas' felt his ears turn red as he looked away, causing you to grin.

You spoke to Thomas the whole time through dinner, the burly man only nodding or shaking his head when asked a question. He felt his heart quiver in his chest, shuddering to break out of the walls Thomas built around it.

Weeks turned to months and you found yourself at home with the Hewitt's. You were always in the Garden or in the Kitchen with Luda May.

Thomas couldn't help but stare when you were a sundress Luda May had altered for you. It fit you perfectly and he always wondered what you would feel like in his arms.

His wish came true one night, the thunder roared across the house causing the floors to rumble just a bit.

Thomas laid in his bed, mask on the table and hands folded on his lap. Just as his eyes closed a small knock came on his door.

"Thomas?" your soft voice spoke, he could hear the whimper in your tone as another thunder roared.

Thomas quickly got up, opening his door and looking down at your form. "I-i'm sorry if i woke you up, I can't sleep. The storm scares me, c-can I.." you trailed off, rubbing your arm.

Thomas didn't hesitate to lift your form in his arms, causing you to squeal in surprise before giggling. Thomas carefully placed you into his bed and rounded to his side, laying down beside you.

You watched him with a carefree smile as he kept to himself on his side, afraid he's be overstepping. You moved closer and placed your head on his chest, closing your eyes.

Thomas froze, his hands hovering in the air until he finally pulled you closer to him and held you in his arms as you fell asleep, the soft breathing from your form calming him.

That was 3 years ago, now here you both were. In bed together with golden bands on your ring fingers. Your form curled into his side as your clothes were scattered along the floor and the sheets tangled between your bodies.

Thomas was so glad he had this moment with you, watching your sleeping form in his arms pressed against him without a care in the world.

He knew from then on, he would do anything to keep you safe and to keep you happy