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@megangovier I’m sorry, I went abit overboard and added more🫣😅.

I hope they bring out a ray of sunshine in your day or night😄🤍🩵

I spared a minute to make this gif..

It’s unexplainable as to why I made this but I had to share a gif of Thomas Hewitt 🤭

Sorry about the low quality, I’m not very good at this.

I must also add- I wish he’d place me on the table like that 🫢😅

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I can't sleep

Pairings : Joel Miller X Reader

Words: 1.5k

Summary: After settling in at Jackson, Joel broke up with you. You try avoiding him in order to get ahold of your emotions but that all backfires.

A/N: I had this idea in my head for a while and decided to try write it out and see how it goes. Heads up i'm not the best at writing but i'm hoping to learn as i go. Also yes I did use lexies speech from greys.

Yours and Joels Relationship had always been a bit rocky. Every step forward felt like three steps back. So no, you weren't surprised when he wanted to end it with you saying how he just couldn't hold you back anymore. You of course had tried fighting him on it but, ultimately there was no point because once Joel had made up his mind there was no convincing him otherwise.

You and Joel had been together since Boston so when he did end it you felt like your world had fallen apart. After all that time how could you not have fallen in love with everything about him, from the way he looked at you. The way he spoke to you. How he looked after you and always taking care of you whenever you were injured. To the cuddling on the sofa late at night, him reading his favourite books to you.

It took months for you to rediscover yourself outside of Joel. It took even longer for you to even start to trust anyone like that again.

For months you would just barely survive not really enjoying the days. Yeah sure you would do what was asked of you just never enjoying it, you never felt like that was what you was supposed to do with the rest of your life.Jackson was the dream but it was just as lonely as the rest of the world if you had no one to share it with. Every night you would stroll down the streets watching all the people living their lives happily. It made you jealous, bitter almost. The fire burning deep leaving nothing but a jet black heart in its place.

Shortly after that you decided you wouldn't just mope about anymore you would start living you're live again and try to enjoy it. Refusing to be the girl who let how she felt for a man consume her. So you pushed it down and went on as if nothing happened, as if you and Joel never happened.

Starting with signing up for patrols. Yes you knew there was a chance you'd get paired up with Joel but if you did you wouldn't let that stop you. It wasn't until the following week that they actually put you on for the next Wednesday. You had also decided to take Josh up on his offer, a guy from Jackson who had repeatedly asked you out on a date, it went well and you started seeing each other for a couple of months. It didn't last much longer as you ended it shortly after. Realising no one could start a flicker in you like Joel could.

Going back to patrol was alright it gave you that one distraction you needed to get out of your head. Not having a set partner did make you feel uneasy knowing at some point you'd might get paired up with Joel.

Usually after coming back from patrol you kept to yourself hardly communicating with anyone. Ellie still bothered with you which you appreciated, you were worried after everything you'd lose her aswell. Travelling for months together really makes a bond. So to say you were relieved was an understatement.

Both of you went to The Tipsy Bison for food. It was nice getting out of your head if even for a little bit.

"How come I haven't seen you much recently" Ellie asks whilst taking a bite of her food.

"Oh I've just been really busy these last few months. Sorry Kiddo I'll try not leave it as long next time" You hated lying to her but you knew you couldn't involve her in this, it wasn't fair to Joel, and no matter what happened you just couldn't do that to him.

Ellie wasn't stupid she knew something else had to have happened because, no matter how busy you've been in the past you had always made time for the both of them. Deciding to just leave it be she changes the subject, which you're thankful for.

Jolting awake from yet another nightmare, the happiness you and Joel had taunted you day and night. Rolling over and checking the time you see that you have an hour before you need to leave for patrol. Deciding against going back to sleep you decide the a nice cool shower might help.

Trotting into the bathroom you turn on the shower, waiting until the steam starts to fog up the room. As soon as you feel the scalding water hit your back you release a sigh. It’s moments like this that you convince yourself that you’re fine. Finishing washing yourself you step out of the shower wrapping the lilac towel around you before heading into your room. Picking out your most worn clothes for patrol you get dressed before heading downstairs to make yourself a togo coffee.

You loved walking down the streets of Jackson in the early morning, it was quite peaceful even. The sun was starting to rise leaving the sky an orangey colour. You just wanted to get patrol over with not really wanting to talk or caring about your patrol partner, looking back on it now you wished you checked who it was beforehand.As you reach the gates you see two horses already to go, if you were paying attention you would’ve seen the tan coloured horse with a white spot going up past her eyebrow and down to near her mouth. You would’ve realised who you had been partnered up with but, your eyes were fixed on the gravel instead.

Still not paying attention you walk to your horse stroking its mane as you do so. You felt your stomach drop at the voice who had begun to speak.

“Patrol should be easy we just have to check a couple of the outposts and make sure that it’s still safe” The voice grunted out. That was no strangers voice. That voice alone had been haunting your nightmares.

On alert you get on your horse trying to keep Joel from being able to see your face and recognise who you actually were, deep down you knew you wouldn’t get through the patrol without him realising who you are.

You managed up until the last Outpost without having to speak or even look at Joel. For once grateful that Joel hardly spoke.

"So have you got a name?"

Your mind was running circles thinking of how to get out of answering him. But you couldn't just ignore him this time knowing it was a bad idea you mutter out your name hoping he wouldn't catch it. As soon as you spoke you could feel Joel look at you, his eyes burning into the back of your head. This was what you had been trying to avoid and you stupidly put yourself in the position.

Arriving at the last destination you quickly get of your horse and start checking the outpost for any weak spots. Hoping and praying he would just leave you alone. The footsteps following behind you said otherwise.

"I've been trying to find you to talk to you. I need you to let me explain everything"

"Joel please don't just drop it. I don't want to talk about this or to you let's just do what we've come here to do"

You hear him sigh as he stalks out the room.

As you finish the last room you head back to your horse getting ready to get back to Jackson and away from Joel. All the emotions you had held down for months were creeping back up to the surface.

It was silent the whole walk back only noises came from the trees or the walking of the horses on the gravel. Jackson's gates open as you approach. Two people there already to take your horses back to the barn, you and Joel ending up face to face as you do so. For the first time in months you looked into the big brown eyes that you had fell in love with so many months ago.

"I love you. Oh God, oh my god that just came flying out of my face.I love you. l just I did it again. I love you. I do. I just, I love you. And I have been trying not to say it.

I have been trying so hard to just mash it down and ignore it and not say it and Josh is a great guy he is.

He's gorgeous, and he's younger than you. He doesn't have any trust issues, or pushes me away when he's hurt and he's a great guy and he liked me, you know?He really liked me. But it was never gonna work out, because I love you.

I am so in love with you. You're in me. It's like you're a disease.It's like I am infected by Joel Miller, and I just can't think about anything or anybody and I can't sleep.

I can't breathe. I can't eat and I love you, I love you all the time. Every minute of every day, I love you. God, that feels good to just say that. I feel so much better. I love you." Your mind betrays you and blurts out before you can even try to stop yourself. Joel just stares at you clearly caught by surprise, mouth agape, eyes wide. Before he can reply Tommy approaches you both starting to speak to Joel. Taking that as your opportunity to turn around and bolt home.

But little did you know Joel was staring at you the whole time.

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I live for this movie and for Tommy

Happy weekend pretty, I hope you've had a wonderful week. Your edits and fics are so appreciated by us in the fandom💗You're such a special person in our lives, please never forget that, thank you for all the tags and mentions in post I truly appreciate it 💖🥺sending us from uk <3

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Good morning from the other side of the world☀️🌸

I am blessed to receive such an adorable message. I don’t know how to thank you enough for the message 🥹. It really made my Sunday morning and I hope you are having such an amazing weekend too!

I’m also very grateful that you and others in this fandom app show interest in my edits 🥰, it feels like I belong here.

But please, never stop writing your fanfics, they are heartthrobs 🥹😌💓

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Staying at your boyfriend's dad's house

Pairing: Boyfriend's dad! Sweet tooth x fem! reader

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No mentions of y/n

Summary: You've been dating sweet tooth's son for the last two years and everything was amazing, sweet tooth treated you like one of his own. He protected and adored you, welcomed you into the family. But as time went by sweet tooth made a pass at you while your boyfriend was at work, feeling angry about this, you head out to calm down.

Warning: 18+ only | Severe smut | dirty talking | P in V | thigh Slapping | Taking risks | Cheating | alcohol | voice kink | flirting | hand kink | Pet names | male! masturbation | female! masturbation | | pussy eating | mdni

(please don't do this if you're with a good person)

2 years ago...

Dating sweet tooth's son was one of the best things that has happened to you, he was funny, kind and wholesome. Treated you like a princess and always made time for you when he was at home. You would bake together and go on the cutest dates; he would make you coffee every morning and cook you breakfast which never failed to make your heart melt every time. He had the prettiest eyes like his father, dreamy and chocolatey. It was your two-year anniversary and you wanted to surprise your boyfriend, so you decided to buy him a suit and reserve a table for 20:00 that night and a few other things. He was away that day because of work and afterwards he would pop down to a few shops to buy you a few things that meant a lot to him. And thought to himself hopefully you would feel the same way.

It was 17:00 and he had zoomed back home, made sure you were somewhere in the house away from the stairs so he could quickly run up hide the gifts to give you later, after you've come back from the restaurant. Went into the shower and put a handsome looking suit on for tonight. He was so excited heart pounding and hands sweating after two amazing years with you he still gets anxious and shy around you especially when you're looking gorgeous no matter what you wear. You've just entered the shower at 17:30 and an hour later you walk out, drying yourself and putting on a black dress with a beautiful cardigan and black sparkling high heels. Spraying some perfume behind your ears, neck and wrist you turn to look into your boyfriend's eyes "You look so handsome tonight honey" you said. A grin fell on to his face "says you gorgeous, you're stunning in that black dress of yours's definitely can't wait till we get home later". Face flushed you kiss his cheek and both of you headed down the stairs, out the door locked up and got into the car.

Once you got there and parked up arm in arm both of you walked into the fancy restaurant, the host says "Evening to you both, I hope you have a wonderful time here tonight, both of you look stunning, please follow me this way, you'll be sat by the window with the candles" your boyfriend lets go of your arm and pulls your chair out for you, thanking him you push yourself in and pick up a drinks menu looking through you looked over at him "what drink do you fancy honey" looking at you a smile fell onto his lips "how about Luigi Bosca Malbec?" a smile looked back at him, "sounds nice, let's try it" a waiter comes and orders your drinks, giving you the dinner menu you both look through reading down the list something catches your eye it reads: Okra stew with prawns and lobster tails, mouthwatering you look at him "what takes your fancy darling" looking down he read the same lobster dish a smirk fell on your face "simple minds think alike, I would love that" the waiter comes back and writes down your order walking off with the menus.

Drinking the beautiful tasting wine, you look at your boyfriend always thinking to yourself how you got so lucky being with a guy not just handsome but wholesome and kind. Grabbing your hand, he kissed it making your face flush. He was such a supportive and loving guy inside and out. As the food came you both thanked the waiter and tucked into the food it tasted amazing, the different flavors of the dish and it went well with the red wine too. After finishing you both ordered dessert which was Dark chocolate cylinder with smoked hazelnut praline and salted milk ice cream. The sound of that made your mouth water both of you loved dark chocolate and praline. Eating away your mind was somewhere else.

After everything was paid for, both of you thanked the host for a wonderful night, walked arm in arm and headed back to the car. Sitting in the passenger's seat your boyfriend slid is hand over to you grabbing your thigh, making your heart melt. A smirk fell onto your face looking at him innocently "that dress of yours would look good on our bedroom floor when we get home honey" he smirked. Once the car stopped on the driveway, he rushed out the door, opened yours grabbed your hand locked up and opened the front door closing it quickly and pining you to the wall.

6 months later..

You're currently sleeping at your boyfriend's dad's house, which sweet tooth didn't mind. As your shared apartment has been severely damaged and flooded due to exploded pipes causing you both to run out and lock up so no one else goes in until the professionals come and fix what they can see. You're sat on the couch next to your boyfriend hand in hand watching Tv, Sweet tooth comes in with three cups of coffee, sitting in the opposite chair looking at you both with concern "we'll get this sorted, don't worry! most of the stuff will be replaced and the house will surely be fixed in no time, but you can stay here as long as you need" tears started to run down your face "oh honey, it's okay" your boyfriend said running his hand over your back calming you. Looking at his dad "thank you sir- I appreciate the support for us both" Sweet tooth got up, putting his cup down and hugged you.

Morning came and you had just taken a shower, walking down the stairs in your comfies you made some coffee and breakfast for your exhausted boyfriend, as you cooked away you didn't realize sweet tooth was in the kitchen eyes burning at the back of your head, you turned around and quickly looked up and turned back to the waffles. Sweet tooth was wearing nothing but grey joggers. Walking up behind you, he grabbed a cup feeling something hard making your body tense up. You couldn't believe this was happening you were with his son, not him but your heart was pounding and something started to pool between your legs, his scent was intoxicating, and butterflies started to swim in your stomach.

Later that day, you were upstairs starting a new book. As you hit page 50 Sweet tooth came in and closed the door behind him, your boyfriend was currently working until 21:00 and it's currently 15:30 putting the book down onto the drawer next to the bed, looking at him he sat on the bed. A silence filled the air "sorry for this morning darling, I know you're with my son and he loves you so much and he couldn't have anyone better because he already has you" taking your hands in his realizing how big they're and how nice they look "eyes up here sweetheart" a chuckle leaves his throat. Your eyes kept falling onto his strong hands when he's trying to talk to you "bunny, do I have to do something for you to listen to me?" eyes dilated as you looked at his brown ones. The longer he spent time in the room, the more the air grew thick with sexual tension.

You really didn't want to hurt your boyfriend; he's given you everything the world could offer, support, love and protection. You loved him unconditionally and wholeheartedly, you couldn't do this "I'm sorry, but I can't do this to him, he means a lot to me if I ever lost him, it'll be like losing a best friend and I can't' do this" sadness fell onto his face and anger was brewing inside you, you couldn't believe he made a pass on you. As he left the room, your jaw clenching and hands balling you had to get out the house, so you walked out the room, headed downstairs and out the door.

you couldn't believe this was happening..

A few minutes later you head back, walking upstairs heading towards your shared room, sultry noises could be heard throughout the walls, opening the door slightly you looked through the slit of it. Eyes wide you couldn't believe what you were seeing sweet tooth was in those grey joggers you always liked, hand down his kelvin Kleins, the sounds he was making made you feel conflicted. Something was aching between your legs, and you hated it. But you couldn't take your eyes off the scene in front of you, your pussy clenched when he mentioned your name, the way he said it made you bite your lip. Sliding your hand down your panties your boyfriend brought you a few weeks ago to spice things up on them read "daddy's little slut" which was quite fitting.

As you were about to come, a strong hand grabbed your wrist ruining it. Opening your eyes, face white you've just been caught by sweet tooth himself "spying now huh, is this really what has come to?" a boat motion in your stomach appeared, you felt sick at what you've just did but you couldn't help but feel something else. "Got nothing to say, how disappointing but I'll make you talk" eyes wide you went to move but he grabbed you and pulled you into the room pinning your body against the door "trying to escape really, you spied on me while I was doing what was built up for a long time and thinking you can get away with it"? struggling against him you couldn't help but gasp as you felt something hard on your thigh. Looking down, red faced he chuckled darkly "oh baby, you know what you want, I can even finish off what you started" As you stopped struggling against him a sigh of relief left his lips "atta girl, now lie on that bed, hands on the head bars and enjoy what is about to happen"

Doing as what you were told, he had grabbed your thighs with his strong hands and forced you onto his mouth "still very sensitive aren't you honey" as you were about to close your legs, he slapped your thigh "please keep them open, unless I have to keep them open with rope pulling them back".

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@megangovier He looks so HUGGABLE!! 🥺🤗

Hey, another request of me 😁 what about Thomas in sleeping clothes? 😌

If you came for cake I'm sorry to disappoint 

Let’s express our deepest feelings towards HIM,

Any takers?

Don’t be shy, we all are in an understanding “TCM, Leatherface- Tommy Hewitt” community 🙂‍↕️😜

@megangovier Girly, we gotta read this one too 🤭🤭🤭

The Deal

No one asked for this, but I needed something dark and gross 🤷‍♀️

TW: Dub-Con turned Non-Con; Infidelity; Cheating; Rough sex; Forced sex; Slight fuck-or-die but not really; Dead Dove Do Not Eat; Unnecessary amount of commas

Just when you think you couldn’t feel even more worthless, here you were spreading your legs for a man that wasn’t your husband, all for the chance to get food on your table. Your husband acted just as worthless as you currently felt and invited his parents to move into your already cramped house without discussing anything with you. Four grown adults living in a one-bedroom shack of a house, with your husband barely making enough money to feed you both let alone two more mouths, was enough to want to pull your hair out. Of course, it didn’t help that your mother-in-law found fault in every single thing you did which your husband agreed with to stay on his mother’s good side. Coupled with your in-laws living beyond their means, including gorging themselves on food that you managed to scrap together, which often left you going to bed hungry and riddled with anxiety. So, when you overheard the local gossip hounds whispering how the Hewitt family would give meat from their job at the slaughterhouse in exchange for favors, it didn’t take long for you to come to a steely resolve. It might have been the numerous days without a steady meal, or how you were belittled everyday at your home, that made you snap and jump at the chance.

Setting up the arrangement with Charlie Hewitt left a sour taste in your mouth at the way he openly leered at you the entire time, but you just kept thinking about finally going to bed with a full belly to get you through his poorly concealed innuendos and crass language. It wasn’t until you arrived at the Hewitt’s home, telling your husband you were walking to the next town for groceries as an excuse, that your plan began to crumble. The memory of Charlie’s words making fear squeeze your lungs and bile rising in your throat.

‘As much as I want a piece of that pussy…I made a promise to my kin. Tommy’s birthday is coming up and it is far past time for him to become a man despite what mama says. So that’s who you’ll be fucking today. If you got a problem with that then you can fuck off.’

He was so matter-of-fact about the whole thing that it made your head spin.

Relief that you wouldn’t have to sleep with that disgusting excuse of a man making you giddy, before realization at his words struck you like white-hot lightening. You’ve only seen Tommy Hewitt once and the memory was seared into your brain.

You had come across him as he lumbered down the main road on his way home from the slaughterhouse and you were frozen in your tracks as his hulking form stalked past you. He was a large burly man, with broad shoulders, huge biceps, and thick thighs, and his dark shaggy hair didn’t hide the fact that he wore some type of leather mask on the lower part of his face.

He still wore his bloodstained apron.

You had reluctantly agreed once Charlie “sweetened” the deal by promising double the amount of food he would give. Now, here you were, propped up on a bench in the shed while listening to Charlie whisper harshly outside the door. From his tone it sounded like he was scolding someone, Tommy to be exact when you heard his slow heavy footsteps nearing the door, and you swore your heart was going to beat out of your chest the longer you had to wait. From the snippets you could hear it sounded like he was giving instructions and you grimaced when you heard him give vivid instructions on what to put in where.

Finally, after what felt like hours, Tommy came stumbling through the door looking exactly like you remember minus the apron. You realized his blunt appearance was because he was being pushed into the room. Charlie gave you a dirty lingering look, shaking his head with a wistful sigh, before slapping Tommy on a broad shoulder before ducking back out.

The door shut with a firm thud and then you were left alone with the behemoth.

Fear and anxiety once more rushed through you fast enough to make you lightheaded, your heart pounding rapidly in your chest, and the man lingered almost awkwardly by the door. You dimly noticed that he kept his head down, stealing glances at you and your body through his curtain of hair, and you took a deep breath to gather your courage. The bench underneath you was hard and uncomfortable and you knew the sooner you got this over with the sooner you can go home and forget this entire thing.

With shaky hands you hiked up your skirt, removing your panties so they won’t get lost or ruined, and spread your legs. Your face burned in mortification at your actions, even more so when Tommy’s entire body jerked as if sucker-punched, and he didn’t even bother trying to hide the way he openly stared between your legs with wide blue eyes. You fumbled with the small bottle of oil you brought with you, knowing you weren’t going to get properly wet enough to make things less painful, and you quickly waved Tommy over. He approached slowly as if you were going to bite before settling between your spread legs. With him so close you suddenly realized just how big he was, your thighs straining to accommodate the width of his hips, and you nearly jumped out of your skin when a large heavy hand landed on your thigh. His skin was rough and overly warm, thick fingers digging into the meat of your thigh curiously, and you spotted his eyes darting over the rest of your body before settling back between your legs. Your nerves were starting to crumble at his slow pace so you reached down and began unbuckling his pants with trembling fingers.

His entire body tensed up and you mumbled a quiet apology, but your hands continued their work. You knew this was supposedly his first time, but you were anxious to get this over with. Tommy made a low grunting noise as he shuffled on his feet before you got his pants open and his entire body seemed to spasm when you reached into his pants to grab his dick.

You immediately paled at the sheer girth you encountered as you fingers weren’t even close to touching.

He was clearly proportionate to the rest of his body, but that also meant that he was hung like a fucking horse. You let go and fumbled with the vial of oil with a quick prayer for things to be over quickly. You ignored how he jerked his hips closer to you as if willing your hand back as he restlessly pushed his pants down with a grunt to offer you more room to touch him.

His cock stuck out just below his button-down shirt, almost drooping from the heavy weight, and the thick tip was an angry shade of red. You couldn’t help but compare him to your husband. He was larger in every single way, almost laughably so, and you had the brief thought of if you could even get that inside you. It twitched under your gaze. You looked away suddenly embarrassed and saw out of the corner of your eye his hips jerk once more towards you. You felt sweat pool at your lower back, the hot summer air doing nothing to cool you off despite being in shade, and you nervously wiped the sweat beading at your brow the back of your hand. You chided yourself and focused once more at the task at hand.

You poured a generous amount into your palm, nearly half the bottle, and steeled yourself before reaching down to coat him thoroughly. The sound he made didn’t seem human, the punched out garbled growl making the hair on the back of your neck stand on end, and you held back your whimper of fright as he thickened even more in your grasp. You tried to not think of how you were going to struggle to take him into your body. You dropped him once he was completely coated and dumped more oil into your hand, steadfastly ignoring the way Tommy panted through his mask. You leaned back while taking a deep breath before reaching down and slathering yourself, working the oil into your cunt while simultaneously trying to stretch yourself with two fingers in preparation. It wasn’t long until you felt calloused fingers brushing against the back of your hand making you nearly shriek in surprise. You whipped your head down to see Tommy had moved closer, eyes completely transfixed between your legs, and you realized he was gripping himself with his other hand.

He was stroking himself at the same pace you were working yourself open.

Unexpectedly, heat simmered low in your pelvis at the sight and you couldn’t help but squirm in place. It was only about a minute later that you could tell he was getting restless, his hand squeezing his cock tight enough to make you wince, and you pretended to not notice him rubbing the weeping tip against your thighs. Tommy suddenly gripped your leg and spread you even further and you did whimper at the pain shooting through your hip at the unnatural position. He began grinding against your hand still buried in yourself, huffing in annoyance when he was denied entry, and you took a shuddering deep breath before moving your hand away to grip the edge of the bench.

“Go…slow, okay? Slow,” you muttered in a raspy voice and the only answer you received was the sensation of something blunt and sticky nudging at you.

He suddenly surged forward in an attempt to ram himself in, making you shriek and kick your pinned leg uselessly, but thankfully he just slid through your wet folds and brushed against your clit. He did that a few more times and was clearly growing agitated.

Even as you tried to weakly soothe him by weakly petting the hand holding you open, but that just seemed to work him up even more. Eventually the head of his cock notched at your entrance and he began to slowly push forward, seemingly learning from his mistakes, and you felt your eyes widen at the stretch. He was impossibly wide, nearly making you scream as your body attempted to reject the intrusion, but he was determined and those dark blue eyes never strayed from your straining cunt. You tried to help by shifting your hips, bracing one foot on the bench to widen your pelvis, and even stretching your other leg out to help ease the tension.

Nothing worked and you couldn’t escape the mounting pressure.

“It’s not going to work…Tommy, you have to stop. It hurts,” you pleaded, beginning to push on his thick chest while wiggling your hips away from him, and your vision blurred with unshed tears. Tommy didn’t like you pushing him away.

With a growl he pulled back, but your relief was short lived as he easily grabbed your hips and flipped you over and resumed his position. One broad palm was flat on your back between your shoulder blades, pinning you in place even as you squirmed and kicked, and you felt him trying to push in again with renewed vigor.

“Tommy, stop! I changed my mind! Get off of me!” you shrieked with growing panic only to have your shouts silenced by the feel of that fat head popping inside you.

Your eyes widened, body freezing and clenching down on reflex, and you barely had time to draw in a breath before Tommy drew back and slammed himself halfway inside you. The scream you let out was ear-piercing and your throat immediately felt shredded from the sound, but was cut off by him rearing back and slamming his hip back into you until he was eventually buried to the hilt.

His croaky moan of pleasure was covered by another scream from you.

Tears were now flowing freely down your face as you howled in pain, feeling as if you were being ripped in half, and you barely noticed Tommy’s other hand reaching down to paw at your wet cheeks as if to soothe you.

He only stayed still for a few seconds before leaning back and beginning a downright brutal pace. His hips were slamming into you with enough force to have the bench beneath you creaking ominously, your pelvis felt like it was going to shatter, and you had the stray thought that no amount of preparation would have ever prepared for you for him. Your gasping cries were short and choppy, from both his frantic pace and the hand pushing you down effectively squishing your lungs, but you still shrieked and yelped for him to stop or at least slow down to let your body adjust.

He didn’t listen.

He seemed possessed, grunting and snarling as he pounded into you mercilessly, and eventually your body went limp. You clawed helplessly against the wood beneath your cheek, blubbering incoherently, and prayed that Tommy would finish quickly. As if punishment for accepting this deal, you were granted no such reprieve.

He continued to rut into you like a mindless beast for what felt like hours, your insides swollen and throbbing as they were pummeled by his thick cock, and sweat was dripping off of him and mingling with your tears as he leaned over you to reach impossibly deeper. It wasn’t until his hips started stuttering and his thrusts turned deep and hard instead of fast and frantic that had you crying in relief at the telltale signs that he was nearing his finish. Then a horrifying realization dawned on you. Tommy wasn’t stopping. Instead it seemed he was spending longer and longer buried completely to the hilt, pressed flush against you as close as he could, and a new wave of terror-induced adrenaline washed over you.

“Not inside…Tommy don’t you fucking dare finish inside me,” you shrieked, renewing your struggles to escape him, and you grew increasingly wild as he only grunted at you.

You began writhing and attempting to twist away from him, kicking your legs and reaching back behind you to claw at his face, anything to get him away from you.

It only resulted in the hand on your back to slide up and fist painfully in your hair, nearly slamming you back onto the table hard enough for you to see black spots swimming in your vision, and his other hand grabbed your hip to further hold you in place. You continued to beg and plead for him to not come inside you, literally anywhere else but inside, but you were steadfastly ignored. His pace suddenly quickened, a low rattling whine escaping his broad chest, and you wailed as he stilled completely buried inside you. You felt his cock jerk and throb followed by a wave of scorching heat soothing your ravaged channel and you screamed in outrage and in despair. Tommy continued to grind into you, riding out his orgasm with small hurt noises escaping his throat, and by the time he was finished you were limp and shivering with shock. Realization of what all just happened rolling through your mind as fast as nausea rolled in your stomach at the feeling of wetness slipping down your thighs. Bile threatened to rise in your throat, silent tears spilling anew down your damp face, and your entire body felt both boiling hot and icy cold.

You wept quietly as he stayed buried inside you. He petted through your hair as if you were a frightened animal, his ragged breathing filling the stuffy air of the shed, and you swore you heard him cooing at you. You felt him lean down and nuzzle the back of your head as his hand moved from your hip to shyly pet over the back of your hand in some twisted form of affection after what just happened. The door suddenly swung open and you didn’t even have the energy to even twitch.

“Atta boy, Tommy! Heard that bitch caterwauling clear down the road!” Charlie shouted with clear glee and humiliation burned in your veins.

You heard the man move closer, no doubt wanting to leer at your crumpled body, but Tommy growled and moved his body more firmly on top of you. As if shielding you from view.

“Aw, what’s this, boy? You finally get your dick wet and now feel like you’re somebody special?” Charlie sneered and you felt the large body on top of you press even tighter to you.

You heard movement around you before a large item wrapped in brown paper tied with twine plopped on the table by your head.

“A deal’s a deal. Don’t be shy now. I’m sure Tommy would love to see you again,” he continued with a wheezing laugh, clearly finding the whole ordeal hilarious, and he walked back out of the shed laughing to himself.

Regret and disgust swirled in your gut at the sight of the paper bag, knowledge of what all transpired making you want to cry all over again, and you let out a small hiccupping sob. Tommy nuzzled into your hair once more, his body relaxing now that Charlie had left, and he resumed his petting. He was letting out a happy garbled sound, clearly not realizing how he had just brutalized you, and you squeezed your eyes shut.

You felt Tommy begin to harden inside you once more.

This is a beautiful masterpiece of a fanfic.

Thank you ever so much @megangovier 🥹🩷

Please never stop writing these fanfics 🤭🥰

Tastes Like Candy, So Sweet

For @pinkberry1rxx & @larabiatasstuff

Pairing: Sweet tooth x innocent f!reader

Summary: You're in a garden on a swing, sucking on a lollipop. Sweet Tooth comes along and takes your hand. Walking inside a rundown shed with a discarded bed in it.

No Mention Of Y/n

WC- 461

Mature content⚠️: | P in V (wrap it up) | LOTS of dirty talk, LITERALLY he's filthy | slight biting | Slight choking |mean! sweet tooth | Minors Do NOT Interact!

It was a beautiful summer's day in early August, the weather was bright and radiant. Beautiful blue skies and birds singing, you were on a wooden swing swinging your legs. A flavorful lollipop in your hand tasting like sour cherry and vanilla, as you were minding your own business taking in the fresh air and beauty of the scenery around you, sweet tooth appeared a few meters Infront of you. Taking in the beauty ahead of him, as he walked Infront of you. His hand extended to yours taking the lollipop from you and slipping it under his mask into his mouth.

"So sweet, just how I like it" he said.

Grabbing you by the hand, sweet tooth takes you into the shed big enough to fit enough clowns in there for a party. Sitting down on his lap he takes off his clown mask, slips a hand around your neck and passionately kisses you. As you started to Grind against him, he decides to lift you up and throws you down on the bed. Pulling you closer to him he grabs your thighs opens them and growls to find a honeypot brewing.

"What a naughty little slut you're, are you always this wet for strangers? how pathetic." he said..

Pulling you closer towards him, he has undone his belt without you realizing it because you were so concentrated on his beautiful eyes. Looking down he had removed your panties; his boxers were down to his knees.

"Now are you going to be good for me and take all of it?"

Slamming himself into you, he grabbed your hips and kept at that pace for a few moments.

"Princess is already quivering, awe does that mean you're going to come huh, pathetic aren't you? letting some guy take you raw huh..?

The constant mocking and degrading from him in that voice of his was turning you on even more, you wanted him to go faster.

"You want me to go faster? Okay princess, Bite on this.

Sweet tooth gave you a pillow to bite down on, as he slipped both hands onto your lower stomach and fucked you even harder your eyes rolled at the back of your head with drool sneaping out the corner of your mouth.

"How does it feel huh, like the feeling of being so fucked out huh, we're not done yet princess, not until I fill you up.

The way you clenched around him, when he said that.

"Oh fuck, you're going to make me bust! OMG!"

Sitting up slightly to look in his eyes, behind his mask was nothing but a red face. Clenching around him again, he grabs onto your hips once again that afternoon and pounds into you until he comes into you.

Blessed with these gifs 😍🥹

"I like your new face."

ANDREW BRYNIARSKI as THOMAS HEWITT The Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Beginning | 2006

Best scene I’ve ever seen 😂

Loki wit is the best! :D

Reblog if you've made at least one friend because of a fandom.

Just a random picture (which is one of my favs) of Thomas Hewitt 🥹 that I kept in my camera roll.

They talking about something else,

While in my mind…👇🏻Why Not?!

Be crazily obsessed over fictional characters, read fanfics all day without a care in the world, curl up to watch fixated edits, listen to music/create playlists based on our fav fictional characters🥹

If the ‘others’ aren’t on the same chapter pages as us, well, they never will understand us.

Life. IS. Too. Short.

Thank you for stopping to read this🩷. Love to my mutuals!

I’m sorry…not sorry for posting this.

🤭🤭

Hi Bunny,

It's been a long time, I hope you're doing well and had a wonderful Christmas and got everything you wanted💗thank you for finding me, really missed your blog! Remember that you're loved, valid and enough💖hugs xo

Hiiiiii,

Ohmigosh it’s wonderful to see your blog again, a new one I’m guessing☺️!

Christmas was lovely and special, I hope your Christmas was a lovely one too💕.

I’ve been creating more edits but they are in drafts at this point😅.

Thank you so much for accepting my friend request + your kindness. Likewise too🩷

Take care 💕💕

This picture is 🌶️SPICIER🌶️ than food & spice combined.

König aesthetic

Please, if anyone has not seen this series, I beg you, to stop what ya doing and go watch, pronto!!

Y’all missing out big time!