you know what.
I am so fucking tired of rape fics. I am a sexual assault survivor and you sexulise rape. why. why do I work so hard to get better and it all get ruined by some horny asshole just like last time. THESE CHARATERS DONT WANT TO RAPE YOU. rape is horrible, its NOT sexy. its traumatizing. why do you keep talking about it and writing about it. STOP MINIMIZING MY PAIN WITH YOUR DERANGED FANTASIES.
Simon Riley isnt a rapist
Leon Kennedy isnt a rapist
and belive it or not Jonathan Crane ISNT A FUCKING RAPIST
dont tell me not to kink shame
do not tell me to skip it
you cannot tell me that my trauma doesn't matter
STOP WRITING RAPE FICS
TW: Discussions of Depression, Mental Health, Self-Harm, Skin Conditions, Personal Neglect, Hygiene Neglect, Descriptions of Injuries/Conditions/Bodily Functions?
Odor:
Thomas smells gross as fuck - You will vomit all your organs out ten times over before dying repeatedly {with love}.
No but seriously - Thomas does not take care of himself. At all. He will go weeks without a shower. He'd go months if it wasn't his momma and uncles nagging him {the smell gets oh so bad}.
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Skin Conditions:
Because of how much he's on his feet, his body chafes - Usually around his thighs and groin. This paired with the lack of cleansing + constant sweet buildup, he's in constant pain. Not that he can't handle the pain, but it creeps up on him at times.
He also has a lot of acne - On his face, neck, back, highs, glutes, lots of places. Typically blackheads and inflamed cysts, papules, and pustules. He's learned not to pick...but sometimes he can't help himself {same, Thomas}.
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Infections:
His neglected hygiene is one of the reasons {in my headcanon} that his nose rotted off. The constant suffocation with his {dirty} mask as well as the sweat and dirt buildup fostered an infection. Infections in this area are deadly - but with the right treatment, such as antibiotics {or amputation depending on how bad it's gotten} the individual can survive. Infections can lead to necrosis if left untreated, which in Thomas' case, ate away his nose {again, in my headcanon๐ซ}.
When he picks at his skin {popping, scratching, cutting}, he's not too good at keeping the area clean. This causes the skin to get infected; This usually presents in high inflammation, pus, and swelling {in his case}.
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Hair:
Oh boy...his hair is KNOTTED AND MATTED !! This poor man..No wonder he cut his hair in the 2003 remake..it must've been a lot to handle.
His curls are THIRSTYYY, desperate for some moisture {mine too, Thomas..}.
If you know how to take care of textured hair, PLEASE please PLEASE teach him how. Please teach him how to detangle it..his hair is a knotted matted mess going through a drought rn.
Please deep-shampoo his hair..please - It has more oil than a southern cookout. Deep-condition it too..lord knows he needs it.
I think he'd actually feel very cared for if someone did his hair {by someone I mean his partner} - It would be an intimate moment for him; Getting to be so vulnerable isn't something he takes lightly, y'know.
Brush and detangle his hair, wash it, moisturize it, STYLE IT !!!! Maybe help encourage his curls, give him kisses too {he'll be blushing so so hard}. If any of the family saw it, he'd be so embarrassed {Luda would love it}.
L: "Look how handsome you look, Tommy! My sweet boy, getting all pampered." {She'd love this so much, would most definitely tell Kathryn/Tea Lady about it ๐}
H: "Didn't know you were going all soft, Tommy." {He'd say this half-jokingly, whilst he chuckles like a smug idiot}
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Thomas isn't neglecting his hygiene out of laziness; He's disgusted with himself. The less he cares for himself, the more disgusted he gets. The more disgusted he gets, the less he wants to look at himself. Depression also plays a major role in his self-neglect, suppressing his motivation and desire to take care of himself. He views it more as a chore rather than an act of self-respect and health concerns.
He hates having to see himself in the shower - and he most DEFINITELY hates having to touch himself {in the shower, you perv}. You'll {his partner} have to coax him into taking care of himself - A reward system would help. Lots of praise is most DEFINITELY a reward he's willing to accept.
"That's much better, Tommy; Good job." - "Look how handsome you are!" - "You did good, Thomas; Thank you {for ___}"
Calling him handsome/calling him pet names are the easiest ways for him to blush - It's an addicting yet embarrassing feeling for him.
Starting slow would be the most helpful {and sustainable} for him. For example: Starting with him washing his hands more - Then moving to washing his clothes, ect. Starting small is best, it won't overwhelm him as easily.
Offer to help him clean himself {don't get any ideas, pervert...or do, he won't mind}. Wiping his face down with a wash cloth, helping him clean his nails, tending to his wounds, cleaning his masks {with his permission, do NOT touch his masks without his knowledge}. This'll make him feel extremely cared for . Consider yourself lucky - Getting this close to Thomas, seeing him this vulnerable, is a privilege he's not willing to give anyone else ๐ซ
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Tommy when he has to shower:
Me when I stole this image from alamy only to get lazy and put a Roblox face over it:
TCM: The Beginning | DVD Menu Opening - Thomas' Childhood Picture ๐ซ
I wanna hug him ๐
You capture Thomas perfectly in my mind, like every post you've made on him and his family dynamic and behavior is just chef's kiss! That being said, as the foremost Thomas Hewitt extraordinare do you have any fic recommendations? Reader insert or oc, I'm just dying to find more stories with him.
Thank you! โจ
Oh my goodness thank you! I do, in fact, have some fic recommendations ๐ - these are mostly fem but some are gender neutral !
MEAT | lovetoxin
The Spread | toxicanonymity (AO3 Link)
Unmasked | milkteahood
Thomas Hewitt/Reader {๐๐ฅ๐๐ฑ ๐ฆ๐ฐ ๐ฉ๐ฌ๐ณ๐ข, ๐ฑ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ช๐ข๐ฌ๐ซ๐ข ๐ด๐ฅ๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐๐ฐ ๐ซ๐ข๐ณ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฅ๐ข๐๐ฏ๐ก ๐ฌ๐ฃ ๐ฆ๐ฑ? ๐๐ข๐ณ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฑ๐๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ข๐ก ๐ฑ๐ฅ๐ข ๐ฐ๐ด๐ข๐ข๐ฑ๐ซ๐ข๐ฐ๐ฐ ๐ฌ๐ฃ ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ฐ ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ฑ๐๐ฏ?} | lullabies-blue
A Slow Descent | lullabies-blue
Our Last Day, or maybe the first? | tinybrooms | pt.2
Meat Pies | creepswrites (AO3 Link)
In Your Room - dachande
I'm on Fire - dachande
Lambskin - rottenstrawberrymilk (haven't read this in a while but I remember liking it?)
There was another fic called "Bluebonnets" I think?? I remember liking that one but I can't find it unfortunately :(
GUYS LOOK AT JEDIDIAH
Image Credit: Alamy.com
This is literally just David Dorfman but still
I'll go back to serious posts tomorrow I swear ๐ญ
Listening to Televangelism and thinking about the scene from 1:28:10 to 1:19:20 in the 2003 TCM. Man..I know it's supposed to be a victorious moment for Erin, which it absolutely is - But God I can just imagine how stressful it was for the family. Not only did Thomas just lose an arm, but Charlie dies too? Henrietta loses "her" baby?
I can just imagine Luda rushing over to Charlie's body, not fully processing that she just lost her son / brother - Family member nonetheless. Someone she'd already lost him once {the war as well as his 'Hoyt' persona} - Only to lose him again - eternally. And on top of that; Her only surviving son comes home mutilated?? AS WELL AS having to re-home?
Henrietta was evidently attached to that kid; How she got her was wrong, but she loved her nonetheless. Hen has no idea where she is, how she disappeared - Her stress is through the roof when paired with the other tragedies.
What hurts the most is that just before Charlie's death - Just before the baby is rescued - We see a true moment of humanity within the Hewitts. All of them leaning to see the baby - Charlie showing up instead of Hoyt; His calmer, more open and affectionate qualities showing just enough. Henrietta cooing over "her daughter" - All whilst Luda Mae watches over. AND THE BIGGEST THING: We're introduced through a window. Through Erin's perspective. Why is this important? Because we're watching through a barrier. This is something the family is doing behind closed doors. As soon as the truck driver knocks, their expressions change. 'Charlie' turns into 'Hoyt' {via his serious and pestered expression} - Henrietta gets nervous and shields the baby whilst reassuring her - And Luda Mae's kind and patient demeanor immediately replaced by a guarded and defensive shadow.
Where do they go from here? The strongest member of the family is severely injured and with half the resources he previously had - Will likely be bed-ridden for weeks. The second-strongest, protective figure who ALSO went and 'lured' their main food source is dead. The only ones left are semi-mobile and frail. What else is there? And to think Thomas STAYS?? He stays at the house?? {if we go by the deleted / extended scenes.} The entire family dynamic has to be changed now - Most likely with Luda Mae at the top.
"This family has endured through adversity and pain. We have endured; We have prevailed. We will never go hungry again." Just repeating in Luda's mind as she clutches his hat in despair. Thomas finally coming home only to find his father figure, his main support system - dead and gone.
Y'all I kid you not I have so much going through my mind about this scene
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As Thomas' chainsaw collided with the car side, he noticed "SHERIFF" printed on the side doors. Hoyt wouldn't have given up his car - or left the keys in a vulnerable location. Did she steal it? She had to - Hoyt wasn't that clueless. But how? He would've seen it, wouldn't he?
Thomas continued his sluggish walk to the community center; He would've lost so much that day - Mentally preparing to be scolded about "letting Erin get away" - Hoyt would glare upwards at Thomas as he did.
"How the fuck could you let her go?! You see what you've done, Thomas? Now where the hell are we s'posed to go?"
But that scolding never came. Banshee wails and hoarse cries flooded the asphalt road, growing louder as Thomas drew near. A semi-truck was blocking the back road, but not enough to cover Thomas' vision. As he landed closer he saw three silhouettes: One scrawny, mid-height woman clutching her chest as she sobbed near the community center door. Another woman, this time much older, hunched over a figure in the road - the source of the wails. It was his mother.
Her already disheveled appearance deteriorated in the shivering rain - Watered-down and streaky red pigment stained her fingers, which bled onto the sheriff's hat encapsulated within her hands. Though Thomas couldn't make out the wails, he deciphered "Charlie" a few times. Thomas was so perplexed - Charlie what? As he peered down, all confusion was plagued by a sense of shared torment.
Charlie's "uniform" was always covered in blood - But it was never his. Not until today. It had been ironed that evening - Crisp and warm underneath his raincoat. Instead of a dusty blue, his raincoat bled crimson - and mahogany.
Thomas would've taken a scolding over losing Charlie any day. He would've much preferred if Erin had killed him instead. Seeing his mother in hysterics - pleading with God to bring him back. Suddenly, Charlie was overseas again - And Thomas was checking everyday to see if he'd come home. He'd point to Charlie's picture then to his chair in the dining room: "When is Charlie coming home?"
Instead of the expected yelling - The screaming-vomit erupting from Hoyt - Thomas was met with Hoyt's silence. Instead of his furious eyes burning invasively into Thomas' skull - Thomas was met with empty, soulless eyes lost within the asphalt and glazed over with a garnet hue.
"Come on, Tommy, ain't no different than the slaughterhouse. Meat's meat; Bone's bone. Get it done."
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What if instead of a big haunted house being called a haunted mansion it was called a ๐ฏ๐ป๐ฎ๐ช๐ด๐ mansion because all the ghosts were ๐ฏ๐ป๐ฎ๐ช๐ด๐โฆ๐
I promise y'all Im working on asks I just have stuff to do ๐ญ
Hyperfixation so bad I'm starting to annoy people
working on Thomas Hewitt x Plus/Midsized reader..hooray for me ig
Still working on: Thomas Hewitt x Caring Reader - How Thomas' Outcome Would Differ From the 2006/2003 Remakes
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