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The Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Beginning

Behind the scenes

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billy, Michael, and thomas with a teen!reader getting bullied for something they can’t control 😍😍😟😧😧😧

Out of My Control

Includes: Billy Loomis, Michael Myers, Thomas Hewitt

SFW

TW: Bullying, Violence, Reference to Self-harm, Self-harm scars, Murder, Mentions of Suicide, it's not tho, it's just murder, Mentions of SA

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I kind of went ham on this shit. My bad

Billy Loomis:

Billy is one of the less forgiving slashers, especially when it comes to people he cares about.

Besides Stu, you're the only one he considers an actual friend and the only person he's willing to stand up for

So, when he sees you cornered against the lockers by a group of three teens, taunting you about the thin scars littering your wrists, he doesn't hesitate to step in

"Didn't anyone ever tell you, 'Sideways for attention, long ways for results'?" The boy laughed, grip tight around your wrist, "Or is that what you wanted? Attention?"

"F-Fuck off!" You spit, trying to pull away. Suddenly, the hand on your wrist loosened when the boy was sent flying back into the lockers across from you.

"You got a fuckin' problem?" Billy stepped closer to the boy, pulling out a small pocket knife, "'Cause you're sure as hell making one." The boy tried to chuckle a little, raising his hands as Billy pressed the knife to his chest, "C'mon, Billy, we were just fuckin' with 'em. Didn't mean no harm."

"Yeah, I'm sure." He put the knife away, taking a step back to pull you closer to him. The two of you started to walk away from the group before Billy stopped and looked back at the boy, "I'll see ya' later, asshole."

The next day at school, rumors started circling around that your bully was found dead, an apparent suicide. But you knew. You knew what really happened, and that soon, the others would be dead too.

Michael Myers:

Michael stared through the window of the building, every student and teacher unaware of his presence, including you

He watched, following you from class to class while remaining outside of the building, something he had done countless times before

It was something that bugged you, and he had stopped for a while, until you started acting weird at home

He wasn't sure why you were acting so strangely, more nervous and shy, hiding away from him and his partner in your room whenever you got the chance

You had been so outgoing before, so full of life, but now you were more reserved and quiet, and he wanted to know why

For most of the day, everything was normal, and Michael didn't take notice of anything out of place, until the final bell rang and you were taking notebooks out of your locker.

"Hey, Myers." The main girl of the group snarled your last name with a harsh tone, "Heard your dad was back in town, he gon'na start killin' the teachers again?"

You slammed the locker with a huff, grimacing at the memory of your father taking the life of your fifth grade math teacher after finding out he had tried to touch you, "Leave me alone..."

"Yea? Or what, you gon'na call that fuckin' psychopath of a father in here?" They cornered you against the wall.

"Maybe if your dad had loved you enough to stick up for you you wouldn't have gotten kicked out for fucking your step-dad." You spit at the girl, holding your textbooks closer, "We all know why you really transferred here."

You could see the rage on the girls face as she reared her arm back to hit you. You flinched, but the hit never came. You opened your eyes to see the rage in her eyes now turned to fear as her arm was held back by Michael.

"Dad..." You tensed, "Let her go. She's just being an idiot." He stared at you for a moment, and then her, and let her go, allowing the group of kids to go screaming down the hall. He stepped forward, putting an arm on your shoulder and walking you home.

Thomas Hewitt:

Thomas always wanted children, a dream he almost gave up on as time went on and he started killing

So, when you came into his world, it was a dream come true for the chainsaw-wielding man, and he promised himself and his partner he would always be there to protect you, no matter what

Because of this, you had always been close to your dad, feeling like you could tell him anything. And when the kids at school started getting meaner, to the point you felt like they were right, you confided in him

"I don't know, Dad, it just seems like no matter what I do, everyone hates me. I try to be nice, but they just call me a freak." You ran your fingers along the burn scars on your cheek, the result of a small fire due to Hoyt's negligence when you were three, the very thing that prompted your parents to move out of your grandmother's house.

Thomas nodded, knowing what it felt like to be bullied to the point of self-hate. That was the last thing he wanted for you.

"Well, I could always.." He signed, hesitation on his face. You were completely aware of what your father did, having known from a young age when a victim tried to kidnap you to 'help' you.

"I don't want them dead or anything, I just want them to stop..." You sighed, shaking your head, "I just don't know what to do anymore. I'm so tired of it..." Thomas' heart swelled with sorrow and anger.

He did want them dead, he wasn't going to lie. But he wouldn't hurt them unless you said it was okay.

"I'll be okay, I will. I'll probably just talk to the teachers about it, see if they can do anything." You gave a small smile to Thomas, "Thanks for listening, Dad."

‘I could fix him’ yeah well I could brush his hair and call him babygirl

Couldn't decide if I want to draw slashers or animals so I combined them. Not finished of course I'd love to color them when I get the time

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