#hands sawyer

[taiisiiya2011weez]

Nahhhhh😭

[proxythe]

chillin w the family

[bylerholicc]

Freaks who ship Johnny and Hands, or ANY of the FAMILY MEMBERS in TCM are not welcome on my blog, ever. I do not CARE how many other wrong things they do, that does NOT mean they're into incest, if you truly believe they are, you need help. I don't care if they're "not blood related" or "oh but he's a distant cousin!!!" It's still weird as fuck, and honestly disgusting.

"Fiction doesn't affect reality" yk what? You're right, in the case of people with a fully functional brain. Proshippers tend to blur the line though, and let fiction affect reality.

Proshippers dni, others feel free to add on <3

[mssawyer]

Hands X Reader

♡Title: Soft

♤Character: Hands

◇Relationship: Dating

♧TW: None

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I don't know if you've noticed it or not, but Hands is tall. He's a big boy with a harsh exterior. Yet deep down, if he really truly loves someone, he has a softer side. It has been my goal to push the limits and see just how big of a softie he could actually be.

"Hands? Can you come here?" I called out for him while sitting on the bone couch.

He came rushing into the room only seconds after I called. I lightly patted the couch beside me once I saw him.

Hands grumbled as he came over as he sat beside me. It wasn't an angry or annoyed grumble. It was just his way of communicating.

"Turn that way." I said while pointing towards the broken window. We still need to get it fixed after someone thought they could escape through it. Don't worry, they were wrong.

Hands raised an eyebrow at me before he turned and faced the window. Once he was comfortable, I reached up and brushed my fingers through his hair. It was definitely knotted up and a bit dirty, but that's okay. I know how to fix it.

I'll have to have him take a shower later, but for now, I can brush it out. I came prepared with a brush that I lightly glided through his hair. It got caught a few times in his hair, making him grunt.

"Calm down, I'm just fixing your hair." I spoke in a calm voice as I continued to work at his hair. Each stroke made it easier to glide the brush through until it was completely brushed out.

"You see? Your hair is so soft now." I said while brushing my fingers through his hair to feel just how soft it had become. I could only imagine how nice it's going to feel after he takes a shower. I'm sure that would take some convincing. It's always a struggle to get the Sawyer Family to take a damn shower.

I reached up to brush the shorter hair on top of his head. It didn't need to be brushed, but I wanted to anyway. I had to stand up just to see the top of his head while I did his hair. His hair was easy to style because of the way it went straight into the place it needed to be. I'm sure that's why Hands wanted his hair this way in the first place.

After finishing with his hair, I moved over and put my hand lightly on his cheek so he would look up at me. Even when he was sitting down, he was almost as tall as I was. So, he didn't have to look very far up.

I leaned forward slightly while I fixed his goatee. Each strand seemed to have a mind of its own and go in all separate directions before I got to it. I had to brush it out lightly and make it all neat once more.

"There you go. All better now." I said while my thumb lightly rubbed the side of his face.

He smiled up at me while looking into my eyes. I watched his eyes dilate while looking at me.

"Now, your nails." I said while sitting back down on the bone couch. "Face me."

Hands seemed to hesitate as he turned to face me. He definitely had no idea what I was going to do with his nails or why I would want to.

He put his hands in mine. I could see the blood and dirt shoved in all crevices of his nails. Just as expected. Not to worry, I had everything I needed to fix it.

"How'd all this happen?" I asked while wiping his hands with a damp rag, cleaning up most of the gunk.

Hands shrugged as he lightly hummed. Of course he wouldn't know, his hands were always like this.

"Stay still." I leaned forward while cleaning off his nails. I made sure to get under them as well.

"Want a color?" A grinned as I looked up at him. If I wanted to see how soft he would get with me, this is my opportunity. Hands shook his head with a grumble, much to my dismay.

"Oh, please, Hands? It would be so cute." I gave him my best puppy dog look I could while holding hand hand close to my heart. "I'll let you pick the color and everything. It could be red, you like red."

Hands stayed quiet for a moment, looking at me with an unimpressed look on his face. That was until it softened up, and he nodded his head.

"Yes! You won't regret it, I promise." I said with a large grin on my face as I hopped up and left the room. "I'll be back."

"Did he say yes?" Sissy met up with me. I may have already shared my plan with her, and she was more than willing to help out.

"He did."

"I found just the thing." She said while handing me multiple colors of nail polish.

"Thank you, Sissy." I smiled while collecting the new colors from her. I went off quickly back to the bone couch and sat right in front of Hands.

"Alright, which color do you want?" I asked while spreading out the small bottles. There were a few blues and purples, but I took out all of the shades of red for him to pick from.

He pointed to one of the colors, and I put all the other ones aside. He chose a lighter red that almost looked pink. I thought it was an adorable choice for him.

I held his hand out and separated his fingers while I lightly glided the nail brush across each nail until the color was just right on each one. I moved to his next hand while making sure he stayed still with his other as to not smudge it.

"Stay still, you gotta let it dry." I said to him while finishing up his second hand. I closed the polish bottle and put it with all the other ones. We didn't have a top coat to put over it, but I don't think Hands would want to stay still any longer anyway.

"Now, just wait a little bit, and it'll be all dry." I smiled up at him while holding his hands still so he didn't fidget.

Hands really is just a friendly giant. To me and the family, at least. Can't say the same about anyone else.

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A/N

This was a requested idea on wattpad, so thank you so much :)

I loved this idea so much and adore this one-shot

Master List

[miserablemisty]

[cemetery-sunset]

The Sawyer Family Portrait!! drawn by me!! :3 i’m new to digital art and working on it

[pumpkinsguts]

{Hands Headcanons}

Warnings: Kidnapping, killing, what’s typical of the TCM universe.

*He doesn’t talk, mainly because he’s been told he mumbles and doesn’t see the point of it.

*Takes Johnny along for drag race competitions, races against him, but refuses to let him win. He’s gotta stay the Texas Legend, after all.

*Smokes Camels, like’s the taste of them more than other cigarettes.

*Drinks like nobody else can and STILL be sober. Taught Johnny how to shotgun a beer when Johnny was 19 or so.

*Works on his own modified cars, he drives a maroon red convertible that he’s had since he was 20.

*He likes killing with his hands as he feels more close to his victims. Also, its way easier to clean your hands rather than a weapon that can get you caught.

*Strong as HELL. Stuck jar lids be damned.

*Taught Johnny everything he knows to help out. Loves visiting and getting to hear Johnny talk his ear off.

*Has a fairly stable relationship with Hitchhiker, doesn’t hate him and likes playing pranks on him. (Taking Nubbins photo with his camera when he doesn’t expect it.)

*Enjoys listening to people talk about something that they like. He nods and just zones out.

*HATES HATES HATESSS being made an example of.

*Loves teasing Drayton about his height by picking things up and holding it over his head.

*Radiates heat like a furnace. Autumn and Winter are no problem to him.

*Has hit his head before against a doorway and acted like nothing happened.

*His vest was given to him by one of his biker buddies. Sure, he killed him, but, he got a cool leather vest from it!

*Takes pride in his hair and having a reputation of being mild mannered. That means no one will suspect him of being violent.

*Doesn’t let many live whenever he has a witness to his acts of violence at the nearby biker bar.

*Whenever Drayton lectures him he zones out and continues on whatever he was doing before hand.

*Great memory, once remembered where he set a bundle of ropes at when he was 25. It was still there and in pretty well condition.

*Huge Lynyrd Skynryd fan, will blast “Freebird” whenever he has the chance.

*Hates the thought of leaving someone behind.

*Sort of clumsy but not by much. Sissy’s flower patch ended up paying for it when his car got stuck in the mud.

*Had a bloodhound named “Nut Bolt” for a pet when he was 7, it passed away when he turned 18.

*Has the worlds strongest stomach, can eat anything and it not effect him.

*When he sleeps, he sleeps like a log.

*He smells like motor oil, sweat and tobacco.

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AUTHORS NOTE: These are some ideas I had brewing for a good few! And, I’ve always wanted to write for him, so, here is your food for other nonexistent Hands fans!! I’ll probably end up writing headcanons on what its like to date him at a later date!

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