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Could you maybe do headcancons (or oneshots) for The TCM boys (Bubba, Nubbins, Chop top) with a reader that has the same hobbies or likes as them and how they would react when they find out?
YESS. I had the time of my life making these. I hope you like them!
γ Texas Chainsaw Headcanons for Reader who has Similar Interests γ
Bubba:
β When Bubba found out that you took up the interest of making stuff from bones, he was overjoyed. He loved to sit down with you and make matching bracelets, necklaces, even hair clips or other accessories for you. Bubba was just happy to find someone with similar interests as him. Someone to hang out with and have a nice time with in his free time.
β You would make a lot of masks, similar to bubbaβthough not out of skin. For the most part you would design plastic masks, lots of different kinds. It could range from a simple design to a full faced design. When Bubba found out he was ecstatic, he thought ever single one of your masks looked amazing. Despite the fact that he couldn't express how he felt through words, he would definitely express it through the happy sounds he would emit and the motions he would make. He had expressed to you that he wanted a mask, wishing for it to be similar to a human face. More so one he found attractive, similar to his masks that he wore due to his insecurity, and the fact that he lacks a sense of self, feeling as though he needs to be a different person. You made him one and he was so excited. He wore it alongside his other masks, killing mask, pretty woman mask, old woman mask, ect.
β You really enjoyed doing your makeup, you would try out a lot of different looks but you always liked to try on a traditional look, such as the red lip and blue eyeshadow. You were sitting at your desk on your bedside table, which had a miniature mirror on it for where you would do your makeup. You were trying on some lipstick when Bubba came in. He admired how good you did your makeup, with presicion and patience. He loved doing his makeup, especially on his woman masks. He enjoyed feeling pretty. He wanted you to do his makeup on the new faces he was wearing. He absolutely adored what look you came up with.
Nubbins:
β At first, to Nubbins, you gave off that vibe like you didnβt take enjoyment in killing, similar to Drayton. But while he was walking outside looking for dead animals to take pictures of, he noticed someone screaming from the back of the house. Running back there as best as he could, considering his limp, he witnessed you bashing someone with a hammer. He giggled.
"I-I didnβt know you had it in ya!"
He took pictures of the dead guy on the ground. He put the hammer in the dead man's hand, giggling as he took more pictures. Now everytime he was on a hunt, he'd bring you with him.
β You would take pictures with your polaroid camera a lot. Whether that be a sunset, an animal, you, friends, ect. Nubbins was snooping throughout your room, finding a drawer at your bedside table. Nubbins opened it, finding a collection of polaroids inside. He looked through all of them, excitement radiated through him as he examined each picture. He loved everything about the pictures you took, and you always had perfect lighting. Once you found him snooping through your belongings, you knocked him one. Nubbins didnβt care though, he was just eager to have another person to take pictures with.
β Nubbins noticed how you would grab a shovel from the shed and always go down the road, toward where the graveyard was. He never thought much of it, until it became a big part of your routine. Nubbins was listening to the radio and and heard about recent grave diggings happening in the area. That's when he got suspicious of your behavior. If he and Bubba werenβt the ones grave digging, then who was? Next time you went out, he followed. You arriving at the graveyard and digging people up, placing them on top of the tombstones. Nubbins was watching, silenty, until he accidentally giggled. Which startled you and made you mad. Then again, he didn't care. You, Nubbins, and Bubba went on occasional grave digging trips every now and then.
Chop-Top:
β When Chop Top found out you enjoyed going to the record store, he would not leave you alone. He would talk your ear off about his favorite bands and recommend artists you should listen to. He would also just ramble about random facts about bands and the members. Some werenβt very interesting either...
"H-hey, did you know that in the song "In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida" by Iron Butterfly, Doug, the guy who wrote the song was uh...drinking a-a lot. He was slurring his words trying to say, "In the Garden of Eden", and u-uh...heh..the guy who wrote the lyrics for him wrote down, "In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida". Heheheh...."
Overall, he was just immensely excited, and you didnβt want to break his spirit. But now he would beg to come with you to a record store and yap for hours about a big variety of albums he just randomly knew all about. Grabbing albums and pointing out every thing about it. He just gave you history lessons on music. One time he talked for so long, that the employees had to kick you guys out because they were about to close.
β I feel like Chop Top LOVES to tie dye his own shirts. So him finding out you also liked to tie dye, he would drag you to do tie dye with him. He would also beg you to design some of his shirts of him, but for the most part he just wanted to enjoy your company alongside him. He was very messy with the dye, though you wouldnβt say anything, just letting him enjoy himself.
"W-woops, gotta little paint on your shirt. Hehe."
β You were dancing to the radio in your room. Little did you know, Chop Top was peaking in on you. He heard one of the songs he liked, him planning on yapping your ear off about the song, but instead was met with your graceful dancing. He got hyped up about it. He adored the way you moved. Now, Chop Top enjoyed dancing as well. Eh...maybe not dancing. Just flipping and flopping. He didn't know how to dance. He liked to think he could, but he can't. But that wouldn't stop him from joining you. He barged in, startling you. You went stiff.
"May I...uh...t-take this dance?" Holding out his hand to you. He giggled, giving you his gummy smile.
You gave him a warm smile taking his hand, dancing with him, moving to the flow of the beat. Though his movements were more sporadic and untimed; random, you tried to not let him mess you up. He had a hard time keeping up, either being a second behind or too many seconds early. You guys had fun. Now, it wasnβt necessarily ideal, but it was fun.
HERE IS SOME MORE ART FROM ME!! This is NOT a ship! This is an au I made in my head about how there is this group of teens (4 people) who are in a world where slashers are real and are on the loose but the only ones who will be messing with these teens with be freddy krueger, jason, Michael Myers, and ghostface (well an old ghostface who forces one of the teens to continue the ghostface legacy but the teen who geys forced doesn't kill their friends but still dose kill other people) ill explain the rest in a mother post but here you go!!!
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