Bubba

Bubba ❤

King of evil 😈

It supposed to be quick sketch from my paper drawing I posted some time ago.... But it took longer then I expected... ._.

It's first time I post something like that and I don't know what to write here so...

Warning! Dark fic, blood, killing, short, no romance (for now at least)

Thomas Hewitt x reader

Part two here!

If you are still here, enjoy!

First meeting.

You and your friends were traveling around Texas. There was no specific idea where you want to go. So you didn't care. After a long road in a God-forsaken place, you stumbled upon a gas station. In the Texas heat, it seemed like a blessing that descended from heaven, and the five of you already imagined how you would bask in the cool air of the air conditioner. Billy and Jay were the first to run out of the car, the twins never knew how to sit still, even if they knew for sure that they would have problems. Behind them you, and behind you Carrie and Michael, a loving couple looking for adventures, but already tired of the long road. They really needed a break.

Something made you linger in front of the door. It's a feeling. Like every time something bad has to happen. An unpleasant tingling in the stomach gradually passed to the throat like a snake, and then became a knot in the chest, which tightened until it hurt.

You were brought out of your trance by Carrie, who put hand on your shoulder. A girl could always bring you out of a state of panic.

"Are you okay?" She asked with worry. Michael came up from the other side and looked into your face.

"You're pale," He said, looking at you with sympathy.

"Overheated probably, let's go inside"

They both took you by the arms and led you inside, the lump formed in your throat made you resist.

"I'll wait for you here. Just...guard the car..." Having said that, you slipped out of the couple's hands. They shrugged and nodded, leaving you alone.

You were left alone on the street. Goosebumps on the back. Something is clearly wrong. Looking around, you noticed the sheriff's car. For some reason, the sight of it only made everything worse. Breathe. In and out. The attempt to calm down was interrupted by Billy and Jay. The twins ran up from the gas station, almost knocking you down.

"They don't have air conditioning!"

"And food!"

"Yeah! And no fuel!"

"And station smells rotten!"

Two guys shouted at the interruption. This only made your chest tighten more.

"Can we go then?"

You mumble, looking at the car. The guys nodded

"The sheriff is checking the Carrie's car documents. He'll finish and we'll go."

You just had to nod before the twins started talking some more nonsense. Looking back towards the gas station, you saw Carrie running up to the window, but before she could do anything, a massive figure grabbed her by the hair and pulled her back. Your heart jumped in chest. You saw him... He is a beefy giant, wearing a black mask and an apron. You didn't catch any more, but it was enough for everything to freeze.

"G-guys? Carrie she's..."

You mumble, looking at the twins. The guys turned towards the gas station and at that moment the door swing open. The sheriff pointed a gun at you.

"Hands up! Thomas! Help me!"

The sheriff shouted, you and the guys raised your hands, turning pale with fear. That giant you saw in the window came out from behind the sheriff. There's blood on his apron. Jay and Billy couldn't stand it and rushed to the car, not caring about you or what's with Carrie and Michael right now. But they didn't run far away, Billy was shot in the leg by the sheriff, so he fell. The giant, Thomas, if you understood correctly, rushed past your figure rooted in the ground from fear. He grabbed Jay, who was trying to help his brother, and slammed his head into the car with all his might. Screams and the sound of breaking bones filled your ears, causing a waterfall of tears to pour from your eyes.

You can't see anything anymore, falling on the ground from weakness of the body and fear, shaking like a leaf in the wind. You felt someone grab you. Strong hands gripped you tightly. Looking up, you saw that giant. He looks at you calmly, dark hair falling over his face, partially hidden by a mask. You would have called him handsome if he hadn't smashed your friend's head moment ago. The strength left your body and you leaned your head against his chest. Something warm and slimy clung to your cheek. Blood.

Requests are open if anyone is interested :)

I don't know if anybody thought about that but...

🫠I want him to hold me like that...

According to old post of @imaginethezeldaverse

I made myself a hair clip 🙂