#corey cunningham headcanon

[toxicanonymity]

Headcanons about coming 💦 : Michael Myers; Corey Cunningham

1.1k words | Michael x you; the different Coreys x you

Summary: mannerisms, preferences, vocalization, stamina, load, refractory period, consistency, misc.

obviously NSFW, unsafe sex, be responsible, etc.

thank you @hiraethedits for the corey comingham gif 🖤

Michael Myers 

His body generates more semen with every kill. His balls have virtually unlimited capacity.

Superstamina. When he comes, it's usually not because he has to, but because he's ready and wants to.

Usually doesn't pull out because he wants to see you unravel when his monster cock empties explosively inside you.  

Also loves violently pumping you full of his cum just because. 

Prime grisly dick - No regard for safety, ever. No condoms. Comes when and where he wants.

IF he pulls out before he comes, it's because he wants to come on you. You look so hot with his cum on your face as you wince in pleasure and pain and bemoan the void he left. 

Usually comes with a huff, but if you're really lucky, an audible grunt. It's also possible he's completely silent though.  

Often stares straight ahead and shows no emotion when he comes, but if it's right after a kill, he may be more expressive.

If he looks upward, it's a sign of vulnerability or trust since it briefly exposes his throat.

Won't warn you before he comes.  An exception is when he's playing his game of making a bystander jerk off while he fucks you (then kills them if they don't come before him). It's fun if they know their impending doom. 

May pull you into him when he comes, but by then, it's not much of a warning.

Imperceptible refractory period. Yeah, capable of multiple orgasms. May God have mercy on your soul. He might stay hard and keep fucking you. 

For example, he may want to see how many times you'll come on his dick. This is for his own gratification more than your pleasure.

Can come for 30-60 seconds or more if the moment is right, especially it extends your orgasm.

Cum is thick and hot. Like hotter than normal body temp.

Typical load is 17-20 mL. Could be even more.  

Lots of pulses, could be 12+ ropes.

If he comes in your mouth, you better swallow.  If you spit him out, he might clamp your mouth shut the next time. 

Pulls out right after he comes if he's had enough (for now). Probably out the door before your insides have rearranged themselves back how they were.

Loves to make you come, and it's all about control.  It turns him on that you come at his will.

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Not me scrolling through my fics studying how the different Coreys cum lmao. tags: @ethanhoewke . corey o-face gif: @hiraethedits

Corey Cunningham (Post-Michael)

Vocal.  He will often moan or groan or sigh unless he deliberately restrains himself.  He may moan your name. [Bonus: Corey has a Leon S. Kennedy Mode as astutely observed by @yllcm.]

Not as much control as Michael over how long he lasts.  He may occasionally come sooner than he intends to in an intense situation. Your orgasm will usually send him over the edge.

Wants you to need him, and if you aren't showing it enough, he may ask for a lot of validation, which could include saying you want his load, that you want him to fill you up with his hot seed.

Doesn't pull out. To him, there's no better feeling than his fat cock erupting inside you. And why shouldn't it?

He's possessive and smart. He knows you'll get a burst of oxytocin binding you to him further, so if he's trying to make you his, he'll strategically make you come as often as possible.

Cum is silky and smooth.  

Typical load is going to be 5-8 mL in 4-9 shots. 

Recovery period is 2-10 minutes before he's ready to go again. May stay inside you in between, then you can look forward to feeling him harden again. 

Doesn't use condoms.  He used to be a good guy but he's a spree/serial killer now.  Remember - you're getting grisly dick, lewd lumber, criminal cock -- come what may, come who may. 

Small chance he may try to breed you, particularly Survivor!Corey His brush with death made him fascinated by life and death and he may want to bind someone to him for eternity.  

When you suck him off, he wants you to swallow. Otherwise he might feel rejected, unwanted, or suspicious of you.   

Even post-Michael, Corey may come without touching in extenuating circumstances like excellent nipple play. This applies to all Coreys.

If you haven't come yet, he'll see to it that you do one way or another. And when you're both done, he'll stay and hold you or at least hang out after. 

If Michael is involved or even in the vicinity, all bets are off. Michael in the picture is like a multiplier for how big his load is and how often he comes. He's prone to thinking about Michael when he comes, and coming when he thinks about Michael. He could even come in his pants. Eventually he may learn to avoid this by conjuring the Shape's super-stamina.

Corey Cunningham (Post-Accident, Pre-Michael)

Will most likely come quickly if you fuck his brains out.  Sometimes prematurely, in which case he  may apologize. If you want him to last longer, you need to play your cards right. 

Vocal for sure. Highly recommend edging this man into a whimpering mess.  He'll writhe and whine and even cry.  He'll beg. 

When and where he comes, with a condom or not, pulling out, etc. really depends on the scenario. This is because he's so vulnerable, emotional, and impressionable. Also because you're so fucking hot. He may get caught up in the moment.

If you're in a relationship, he'll be attentive to your preference in where and how he comes.  

If he's not in a good place, he doesn't think much about the future or consequences of his actions.  He might be shocked that someone wants to fuck him and yield all control to you, including when, how, and where he comes.

He likes to stay inside after he comes when possible. He feels safe and protected.

When you suck him off, he wants you to swallow.  If you don't, he'll be wounded.    

Corey Cunningham (Pre-Accident) 

Generally jerks off enough that his stamina would be okay. 

If he hasn't jerked off, he's prone to premature ejaculation (especially virgin!Corey, of course) 

Pretty vocal. He gasps and sighs a lot. When he comes, he's sometimes apologetic, even when his timing is great. He may be self-conscious regardless of performance since he's not that experienced.

The fact that he may come sooner than he plans makes him very attentive during foreplay, because he wants you to come, too.

Always prepared with a condom, even if he's not dating someone, even if he hasn't had sex yet, or hasn't had it in awhile.  So he generally comes inside.

He's a gentleman and will always clean up after himself. 

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Of course, this can all vary a fuck-by-fuck basis, reader-to-reader, etc.   

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𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐒. + 𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐋 & 𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐘

masterlist. / taglist. / any request?

pairing. corey cunningham x reader , michael myers x reader

genre and warnings. semi-public sex, none gender specific reader, sex with someone else watching, face fucking, blow jobs, oral sex, pain kink, crying kink, dubcon | — short Corey drabble because i'm literally watching the movie but even i finish it expect more slasher fics.

Corey grunted, his breathing unsteady as his whimpers bounced from the thick concrete walls of the tunnel wall he leaned against.

When he had first led you under the bridge in hopes of killing you in hopes of entertaining Micheal.

He had not expected you to have looked so pretty at the sight of you having fallen to your knees begging for your life in front of Micheal, cutting your sprint off at the end of the sewer tunnel with a punch to your face.

Being pulled by a fist full of your hair perched on your knees, his cock deep in your throat as your eyes prickled with tears, your other hand was too preoccupied with stroking Corey’s dick to pull yourself away from Micheal’s rough thrusts.

You didn't want to admit to the pathetic feeling of your pussy clenching against nothing as the two men roughly had their way with you.

Your tongue traced the veins of his cock, the sound of his deep grunts enticing you to do nothing but please.

 He had already started to enjoy the feeling of your warm mouth. Having been hidden down in the sewers for let alone struggling to keep himself alive in the town of Haddonfield, there wasn't much to keep him entertained over the years. 

He had been lucky to stumble across Corey by pure chance as the stumbling four-eyed freak had grown to be his perfect assistant.

No matter how much you gagged, Michael’s pace was relentless, your nose buried in the salt and peppered bush of his groin.

Your teeth grazed over his sensitive skin. Michael let out a low grunt as you pulled away just enough to catch your breath.

Just with a yank of your hair, the tip of his dick pushed past your lips, resuming his relentless pace.

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[gatorbites-imagines]

Yandere Corey Cunningham and Michael x Reader [together please] but separate is fine also . 🎀

Yandere Corey Cunningham and Michael Myers x male reader

Headcanons

Major Halloween ends spoilers, don’t read if you don’t want spoilers!

 These two are my current obsession, and I love yandere stuff, but I just haven’t gotten to write it much, so thank you for requesting it. 

If you guys want more yandere stuff just let me know 😘

-          In the beginning you are only Coreys obsession. You had stood by his side after the accident and as his mental state suffered, he became obsessed with you.

-          Corey at this point isn’t the type of yandere to do much, he is all obsessive and loving thoughts but is so insecure and self-hating to act on his desires. He sees himself as trash and unworthy of you in every way.

-          This doesn’t stop him from stealing some of your things though, but its things you wont miss like a shirt you haven’t worn in years or an old notebook, or a chapstick from the bottom of your backpack.

-          When you have sleepovers at each other’s places, Corey lays awake to watch you sleep. When he’s feeling extra bold, he might even touch you. But its small like holding your hand or brushing your hair out of your face.

-          After you leave the sleepovers at his place, he always crawls into bed in as little clothes as possible and smells the pillow you used and gets off to it. He always feels ashamed and disgusted with himself afterwards.

  -          After meeting Michael Corey becomes more bold and less ashamed of his thoughts, hell start stalking you in a very Michael like fashion. Like standing just out of view or lurking in the shadows.

-          Starts stealing more important things, like your favorite shirt or your toothbrush. He has a shrine built for you down in the sewers where he keeps his most priced items.

-          One of the first people Corey kills is someone who has been flirting with you for a long time and not leaving you alone, Michael can only watch his interest as Corey rips the person to shreds.

-          After looking into Coreys memories Michael starts to be drawn to you as well, seeing you as someone who might have loved him too when he was younger. You had stood by Coreys side even during everything, so why not Michael.

-          Where Corey still feels ashamed or shy at times and stays cautious, Michael does not. He will stand above you whilst you sleep or sneak into the bathroom to watch you shower without you noticing.

-          Michael is the one who will target your family if they pose a threat. If you a close to your family Corey will try and leave them alone, but if you aren’t they will both kill them.

  -          During Halloween night they still go on a rampage, but instead of Michael killing Corey they work together like a well-oiled machine and end up kidnapping you and bringing you to the sewers with them.

-          They break into your house or work or wherever you are. If you are at home they’ll just sneak in and knock you out, but if you are in areas with other people they will rampage and kill everyone there and then knock you out and take you.

-          When you wake up you are confused at your surroundings, and you scream at the two towering figures above you, both wearing the same thing. You try to run, and that’s when you realize you aren’t tied up. As you try to flee one of them catch you and bring you back.

  -          When you break down crying after multiple attempts to run away, thinking you are here to be killed and they’re just toying with you, Michael actually hugs you to his chest with an almost too tight grip.

-          Corey comes up behind you and pulls his mask up and tells you that its okay and they aren’t gonna hurt you. You try to demand answers from Corey, but he just kisses your neck and wraps his arms around you too.

-          You can’t do anything but shiver as they hold you, the metallic smell of blood filling your senses as Corey keeps kissing your neck and muttering all kinds of things about fate and love and losing you, Michael’s grip steel tight and his eyes unblinking as he stares down at you, almost daring you to run away.

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[phntmeii]

Slashers x Naïve!Sunshine!SO

Absolutely must protect SO at all costs. Keeps their SO away from their work so they stay innocent.

Jason Voorhees, Lester Sinclair, Thomas Hewitt, Vincent Sinclair

Completely infatuated with their SO. Their work centers around their SO, specifically against love interests or harmful people.

Billy Loomis, Brahms Heelshire, PostMichael!Corey Cunningham, Jennifer Check, Stu Macher

Doesn’t care to keep them away from their work. Takes their trusting personality as an opportunity to manipulate them as an alibi/helper.

Billy Lenz, Bo Sinclair, Freddy Krueger, Hannibal Lecter, Michael Myers, Patrick Bateman

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[jshookthighs]

NSFW Corey Cunningham HC's 🔞

I have a million more ideas, but it's 1am and this man is making me kick my feet and blush // minors please don’t interact I’m sorry 

Pre-Michael:

• Cries the first time you have sex, he's so overwhelmed with how much he loves you and how pretty you are and how good you feel. Does he deserve to feel this good? Does he deserve you?

• We make love in this house

• When you kiss, the second you pull away, he's whining and chasing after you. Just one more kiss, just one more, please

• Sub sub sub to the T

• So fun to tease, but after a while, you feel bad cause he's gasping with tears threatening to spill off his long eyelashes. “I can’t- please- I can’t- I'll do anything! Touch - touch m- fuck-touch me please y/n!"

• Will beg without being asked - "Please, please, please, I'll be good, let me put it in please - it hurts!"

• Speaking of good, he's such a good boy <3 - but seriously call him a good boy and if he hasn't cum yet he'll be panting and flushed like he's in heat. He will set the fucking world on fire just to hear you call him your good boy

• Drools unintentionally, but he can't help it you're just so gorgeous he can't keep mouth shut - it's messy but he's so cute all dumb and wanting drooling over your body

• If you do let him on top, he goes sooooo slow at first, would rather die than hurt you but as time goes on his hips stutter into harder and erratic thrusts - you squeeze him just right he can't help it, it feels so good inside you

• Oral fixation? Oh boy dos he! Corey wants to make you feel good, period - expect him to go down at least twice a session. If he comes too early (again), then he's 100% making sure you are satisfied

• Use him, nothing makes him feel more wanted than knowing you want to use his body to get off, he feels so lucky

• Cockwarming - does not want to leave you for a second so he won't. He will cry and whine if you try to remove him from you. Just let him hold you while he's still inside damn it!

• Cuddle fucks omg, holding you gently from behind and just thrusting up into you while telling you how much he loves you and how perfect you are

• For the love of everything holy, hold his hand, he needs something to anchor him or he's flying into subspace

• Ok, so don't hit him or anything, but he enjoys little pains like hair pulling, some scratching, and hickeys. The thought of being marked sends him to the moon - you want him, you're marking him as yours, he's yours

• Will pass out if you blow him <3

• Aftercare, aftercare, aftercare - arguably his favorite part cause he gets to just hold you while you're both vulnerable and coming down from your highs - just likes cuddles and holding you close

Post-Michael:

• Service dom. Period. (Sike he's a switch but is very much here to take care of you)

• Will NEVER call you names. His mom did that to him and it damaged his soul, no way will he hurt you like that - don't even ask him

• Will maybe spank you, but we're pushing it. That would require tons of communication and frequent checkups. Even then, he's holding back....unless he's had a bad day, then oooooo boy, are you gonna feel it. Afterward, he'll cry for hurting you and will massage your ass with cool lotion and just apologizing like crazy. He's still your sweet boy at the end of the day

• That doesn't mean he won't manhandle you, he's picking you up, fucking you against the wall, throwing you on the bed, folding you into whatever position he wants - still asking if you're ok the whole time tho he's a sweetheart

• Big talker now, can not shut up, and that's a good thing - “Is it good when I touch you here? Or maybe here?” “I want to taste you, don't you want that too?” “Look how good you take it.” “I want to see you, want to watch you come.” hold on give me a second to breathe

• Still crazy about goin down on you but now it's for his pleasure, not yours <3 you're gonna sit there and let him

• Loves to watch you ride his thigh, again he feels wanted when being used, but now he's in control. But tbh he's too impatient and will want to skip to bending you over the couch

• Finally this boy starts getting rough, especially when he's jealous omg you're not walking for days. You're his, he has to show you that no one can ever fuck you like he can, you'll never feel this good without him

• Won't straight up choke you but loves to place his hand on your throat so you feel the pressure of it there but no squeezing

• Marking <3 I'm talking bout biting, scratching, and bruises. But don't be mistaken, these marks are made unintentionally cause he gets so into it and forgets himself - feels bad later but also feels good knowing that people could see his marks on you and see you're with him

• Has made you bleed accidentally by sinking his nails into your plush thighs to keep you as close as humanly possible - maybe kinda got turned on by seeing the crimson on your soft skin *cough* *cough* blood kink

• Breeding!!! But not to get you pregnant (if you can get pregnant) he just enjoys seeing him fill you up so much that it spills out - will finger it back in~☆

• He's still your good boy, and you will call him as such - but now you're also being called a good girl/boy/pet, but mostly, you're called "Mine."

• Melts when you reciprocate and go down on him - gets all emotional. Won't facefuck you even if you beg, but he won't be as shy and will actually ask for oral from time to time - will hold your hair back for you

• Doesn't matter if it's pre or post-meeting Michael, you will praise this man after sex or he will drop and spiral into a panic about if he's good enough, tell him he did a good job pleaaaaaase

#corey cunningham #corey cunningham x reader #corey cunningham headcanons #gender netural #gender neutral reader #slasher x reader #slasher x you #slasher headcanons #halloween ends #halloween movie #slasher smut #smut headcanons

[ghostgirl101]

Idk if this is nsfw, but could you write a Corey fic where he gets possessive and jealous? Kind of like in the movie, but more extreme?

Jealous Corey Cunningham Would Be Like This:

A/N: Nope, not nsfw; I've been getting a lot of requests for jealous Corey, so here you are 🙃 I've sort of been thinking about a sfw sleeping with Corey hc too... if you're interested?

🔪• Ah, Corey Cunningham, the young man that questions himself in wonder every day about just how he managed to make you his? And, in turn, questions everyone around you just how they'll attempt to undo his hard work and break your beautiful bond together.

🔪• This boy will do whatever it takes, whatever it takes, to keep you by his side. It could go from a dark glare to the person and a tighter grip on your hand, to blood sprayed on his clothes and adrenaline rushing through his veins. It doesn't matter to Corey. Just as long as you stay his, and your loving attention stays trained on his, he's relaxed and happy.

🔪• However. This all means that Corey will end up being a ridiculously overprotective and jealous boyfriend, especially if you're innocent to murdering and you aren't so easily acceptant to it as he is. He has to protect you. Who else will? This is his job, and he'll do it right. He couldn't defend himself before, let alone a lover, but now, he knows he can prove himself to you.

🔪• Whenever he gets jealous, Corey never gets annoyed with you. It's not your fault you're so angelic. They shouldn't have been looking for so long. They can't look with no eyes though, can they?

🔪• He'll often give you his jackets or sweaters to wear in and out. It shows people that you're taken, which makes him smile to himself when people realise, as well as heightens his possessiveness.

🔪• "Y-you're mine, aren't you, beautiful?" Just say yes

🔪• Corey can't function without you. You're his reason for practically everything he does in life, and he thrives off of your comforting touches and compassionate gazes. He's not had such sweet attention for years, and getting it from you is the best feeling he's ever had. He won't let it go.

🔪• Sometimes, you can realise how jealous he's been feeling when his embrace from behind you in bed is a little too tight, a leg slung over yours and his curls tickling your cheek as he buries his face in your neck. It's almost impossible to get out of his grips when he's feeling pouty. The best way to make him ease up? Just hug him back, give him a few kisses, and tell him to calm his ass down, because you're not leaving him for anyone.

🔪• "Corey, you know I only want you, right?" "...Do you really?"

🔪• His eyes light up in hopefulness whenever you confirm with him that yes, you love him too, and what he's feeling is okay, but he shouldn't be threatened. At the end of the day, he still is apprehensive with anyone that smiles a little too widely at you, or whose eyes linger for too long, but that's just him. Occasionally, some guy who was getting on with you amazingly a day ago has gone missing, or has been found dead in horrible circumstances.

🔪• "Did you kill him, Corey? Why?" "W-well, because, I needed to make him understand. You're meant for me, not him."

🔪• He can even get a bit funny with your friends if he doesn't know them well, his arm constantly around your waist or shoulder. PDA is actually bliss for Corey, since it displays how close you two are openly, and no one can do a thing about it.

🔪• Another thing: if he's marked you up on your neck the night before, or early in the morning, purposely leaving them open to see makes Corey melt and get all excited. Because, hey, look, there are perfect red-purple marks under your chin, and the person staring didn't do that, did they?

🔪• He's only jealous because he's never felt so hopelessly in love and desperate for anyone before in his life. With the right words and gentle touches, you can dissolve a sticky situation pretty easily, but it's all only because he cares. He cares so much, he could kill somebody.

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[causeimhappinesss]

His baby mama, part 1 (Corey Cunningham x reader)

Plot: Corey Cunningham gets his girlfriend pregnant. But since he's too scared of his mom, he doesn't tell her and doesn't fully take his responsibilities. Because of this, the reader breaks up with him, but… Did he really forget about her?

Pairing: Corey Cunningham x reader

Warning: stalking bitch (Corey), pregnancy(?)

Disclaimer: English isn't my native language (I'm french), so you can correct me if you spot some mistakes :) + it’s gonna be a short story, so don’t seek a full development as you would in a novel + read my author's notes at the end

PART 2

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“Are you sure? Maybe it’s a mistake, maybe the test isn’t working…”

“Corey, I took a blood test. I’m pregnant.”

Your boyfriend’s face decomposes before your eyes. Corey stands there, his shoulders hunched under the yellowish light of the bedside lamp. Fear and indecision disfigure his usually more serene face.

“It’s too soon for us to be parents,” he replies, his trembling voice betraying his dismay. “We’ve only been together a year, and my mother… If she finds out about this, she’ll kill me.”

You watch him, your throat tight and your heart beating wildly.

“I didn’t choose this, Corey. I’m under birth control, I’m taking all my pills, you know that. But now it’s done. Maybe… Maybe it was meant to be.”

Your hands instinctively rest on your belly, a natural protection against the uncertainty of the moment. You’ve just found out about your two-month pregnancy, only the day before. Why weren’t you worried before you missed your periods? For the simple reason that you’ve never had a regular cycle, due to the stress you’ve been under all your life.

He swallows loudly and drifts his eyes elsewhere to avoid your gaze. Obviously.

“What if… What if we thought about abortion? The money I earn will go to my engineering program…” he murmurs, almost ashamed. Yet you know very well I might not be accepted in any university, given his criminal record, even if it was an accident.

The room seems to shrink around you, the walls lined with old floral wallpaper absorbing every word like a secret to be buried. Actually, this conversation was draining all your energy and you felt like it was burying you alive.

“What about the accident with Jeremy? You think that’s just going to vanish from my life? This town… They hate me. And with a baby, they’ll target you when our relationship will be exposed.”

As his voice breaks, he remains unable to finish his sentence.

The air between you becomes electric, charged with unspoken words. Your fists clench to hold back the trembling of your hands, as do your jaws. Tears burn your eyes and fog your vision. Your heart beats painfully. His words feel like a stab in the chest.

“Then go away!”

The words spurt out, sharp and irrevocable. You breathe hard, your lungs struggling against the dense air of the room. He frowns, his eyes on you, in which a glimmer of distress gleams.

“If you can’t handle it, get out! Get out!” you insist in a sharp tone.

His eyes cloud over with tears and sparkle with pain, as if he’s looking for something on your face… Perhaps a retraction on your part? A final confirmation for him to leave without looking back? He seems to be looking for something in your face, a reason to stay or perhaps permission to leave. But he finds nothing, just a reflection of his own distress.

Corey takes one step, then another, moving slowly toward the door. Each movement is heavy, as if he’s carrying the full weight of his choices and fears on his shoulders. He places his hand on the handle, his white knuckles betraying the strength of his grip.

“I…” he begins, but his voice is lost in an inaudible whisper.

With one last look, a mixture of apology and regret, he opens the door. The creak of the hinges seems to underline the finality of the moment. You stand still, staring at the empty space he’s left behind. The door slams behind Corey, a dry, final sound, bringing in the smell of impending rain this October 2021.

If only he could stand up to his crazy mother Joan. If only he could gain confidence in himself! If only he could understand that he was betraying you! After all, right from the start, you’d always opened the door of your house to him so he wouldn’t have to go back to his mother and hear her screaming, belittling him, even slapping him at times. You were the only woman in all of Haddonfield who agreed to give him a chance after the accident, even though you knew about the child’s death. You never judged him. You gave him all the love he needed, building a relationship of trust and pure love. True love.

Yet he’s just proved to you that he’s not worthy. Like father, like son, after all, since his father abandoned his mother when she was pregnant with him.

And as long as he doesn’t rebel and become a real man, no longer a scared teenager, he won’t move on with his life, you were certain. You, however, couldn’t stay stuck at this dead end.

Alone in the silence that followed, you closed your eyes, finally allowing your suppressed emotions to rise to the surface. Silent tears roll down your cheeks, each a promise of struggle and resilience. You breathe deeply, smelling the familiar scent of your great aunt’s house, mingled with the fresher scent of the rain to come. Here, in this house that is now yours, you will find the strength to face what lies ahead. Alone, but free.

*

In the weeks that follow, Corey tries to get back to you with numerous messages and calls, which you reject every time, but also by coming to your house. You never open the door for him. And as soon as you spot him in the town, in the stores, you make sure you avoid him. Better still, you’ve changed garage for your car repairs. In any case, none of his messages or voicemails indicate that he will assume his paternity, oh no. He wants you to understand his point of view. Like a little boy, he’s terrified. He doesn’t want you to stay mad.

As the months go by, his texts become rarer and rarer, until you don’t receive them anymore. From time to time, however, you find a wad of $100 bills in your mailbox, in an envelope signed “C.C.”.

You face your pregnancy and the birth of your child alone, without a father. Yet your few friends are there for you, and when your parents can, they visit you in Haddonfield. When the baby is born, you hesitate, but decide to leave an envelope with the baby’s photo and her name in your mailbox, knowing full well that Corey will pick it up. Did you do this to make him take responsibility? Out of simple kindness so he knows your daughter’s name and what she looks like as a newborn? Perhaps.

Again, the months go by and your daughter is only a few months old. Thanks to a friend, you learn that Corey has found love again in the arms of... Allyson, Laurie Strode’s granddaughter. The news hurts and stabs you in the heart. Deep down, maybe you were hoping he’d come back and finally become a real dad, not just a biological father. Especially since the older your daughter gets, the more she looks like him, with her natural kind of pout, her silky brown curls with golden highlights. Sometimes, she even seems to have her father’s eyes.

What you don’t know is that Corey never completely abandoned you.

He spied on you.

Over and over again.

You became his obsession, despite your many rejections during your pregnancy.

*

The room is plunged into darkness, subdued by half-closed shutters. Only a trickle of light from the street sneaks in through the slits. You gently cradle your daughter, her cries gradually subsiding under the effect of your comforting caresses. Her steady, soothing breath calms you, as you lay her gently in bed. An exhausted sigh escapes your lips, then you let yourself fall onto your own bed, letting fatigue fall on you like a leaden screed. Your heavy eyelids barely lift to glance at the clock, which is blinking mercilessly: 3:30 a.m. How long has it been since you’ve had a decent night’s sleep? You don’t even remember, but the dark circles under your eyes testify to the many nights of sleep cut short and the incessant preoccupations flooding into your brain. Being a single mom was hard as hell.

As you drift off to sleep, reality suddenly catches up with you. You jerk open your eyes, your heart pounding in your chest like a panicked drum. A man stands over the cradle, frozen in the half-light like a shadow, a sleep paralysis demon. He wears blood-stained overalls, his face hidden behind a white mask devoid of human expression…

Michael Myers.

Your eyes widen. Your breath freezes in your throat. A shiver of fear runs down your spine. You panic, but you force yourself to remain calm so as not to wake your sleeping daughter a few yards away. Without taking time to think, you try to throw yourself on top of your daughter, whom you try to press to your chest. Faster than you, the man pushes you away and presses his body against yours, still on the bed. His hands slip around your neck, ready to strangle you… One of the serial killer’s habits, as everyone knows, when he’s not stabbing his victims with a kitchen knife.

You try to scream, to fight against his relentless grip. Your throat tightens, unable to produce the slightest sound. Panic takes hold of you, a burning sensation that consumes every part of your being. Gradually, your strength leaves you. Suddenly, a wave of familiarity washes over you, a fragrance that takes you back to distant memories, forgotten moments of happiness. The sweetness of this reminiscence is swept away by the implacable terror of the present situation.

You try to gather your thoughts, to find a way to free yourself from the grip of this stranger who holds you prisoner in your own bed. Before you can articulate a single word, a brutal shock hits the back of your skull, a blinding explosion of pain that overwhelms you and engulfs you in darkness. Then, it’s pitch black.

“We are finally reunited…” whispers the husky male voice.

[Author’s notes]

Should I write another part? If yes, what do you want to happen next?

Sorry if it’s not developed enough. I would totally do it if I was writing one of my novels… But this story is mainly to satisfy myself lol

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[imjustasillygirlwholikesgirls]

Corey leave your dad alone

#halloween ends #michael myers x reader #corey cunningham #corey cunningham x reader #michael myers headcanons

[sejanusbaby]

Corey is your scary dog and also your lapdog. He is all teeth for other people but the softest boi for you, especially if people also think you are odd. He gets all gushy when he sees how emotionally stoic you are in public but when you look at him, you show him everything. All your smiles. All your hurt. You let him touch you when you actively avoid other people touching you. He is special to you and he will rip apart anyone who looks at you funny.

YES YES YES YES

i keep thinking about this omg

how you and corey would go out one night, only for some random asshole to hit on you at one of the bars. clearly uncomfortable, corey would get you out of the situation so fast. the next night, while you were wrapped up in his arms, the news came on.

“hey” you’d say. “that’s the prick from the bar the other night.” you pointed at the tv, eyes locked into the screen. you heard a sigh leave corey’s lips.

“damn.” he said. “that sucks.” he said, a smirk creeping it’s way onto his face.

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[friday-the-400th]

i wanna write something for ya’ll since i have to do everything and theres no requests...so im doing a sweet little thing for all you fluff lovers.

slashers seeing there s/o sleeping.

michael myers: -he likes to see you happy, so he likes seeing you in a peaceful sleep. if theres room, hes going to sleep beside you, so when you wake up, he can give you morning kisses. if your going to sleep near him, then he’ll stroke your hair and sing or hum a soft tune while you fall asleep. -he enjoys the mornings after a rainfall, because of how it smells, so with you being there, hes even happier.

jason voorhees: -your falling asleep next to him all the time, because hes just so comfy. like a big teddy bear. hes so gentle as sweet. he loves seeing you asleep, and i didn't mention it, but both him and michael love seeing you asleep because your showing your vulnerability with them, showing you trust them, and thats a big thing for them, to have you trust them. they are big murder men after all... -he likes summer, so when you both wake up, you can go outside and side in the grass and look at all the beautiful things in nature. harry warden: -falling asleep with him in the mine? how nice, the smell of dirt and blood. yum. in all reality, hes so nice. if you fall asleep, he’ll gently wake you if he has to go kill some trespassers, or cuddle into you while you sleep. hes a big stuffed animal. and just like jason an michael, he loves that you trust him. he adores your sleeping face, or your sleepy face when you wake up. hes sweet. he’ll be the one singing something to you to help you fall asleep, to. something soft and sweet... -if you have a nightmare, hes gonna either wake you up, or comfort you out of it while you sleep. bo sinclair: -oh hey there! falling asleep on the fancy man? he loves it. comfy. he’ll kiss you on the forehead while you sleep. if he has to do something, he’ll be very gentle and pick you up and take you the nearest bed. if you want to fall asleep near him, he’ll cuddle you while you sleep. best cuddler, change my mind. hes the one who nuzzles into you, surprisingly. under all that toughness, hes just a baby! morning kisses aswell. -a goodnight kiss to. prove me wrong. (thanks for reading!) 

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[ghostly-clown]

Gving slashers hot chocolates (Headcannons)

cause they need something nice

Includes:

Michael Myers, Corey Cunningham, Thomas Hewitt, Jason Voorhees, Vincent and Bo Sinclair, Brahms Heelshire

.

Michael Myers

- Marshmallows and a heap of whipped cream

- Gotta make it sweet, cause I think everyone has agreed Michael likes his suger

- Whilst he waits for it to cool he'll just enjoy holding it and feeling the warmth from the cup

- Depending on how close y'all are he may take his whole mask off otherwise he would only lift it halfway

- But if he's grumpy he'll just turn around whenever he takes a sip

- Drinks the whole thing then eats the marshmallows

.

Corey Cunningham

- Dosnt need anything extra, he just appreciates the thought

- He would burn his tongue

- You would hand it to him, he's so happy he dosnt heed your warnings about how you just made it and it's hot

- But he'll still finish it (burning tongue or not)

- He LOVES hot chocolate (and just chocolate milk in general)

- But something about the fact you made it for him makes it taste extra special

- He's the person to get all soft and cuddly when drinking hot chocolate (u know the type)

.

Thomas Hewitt

- Cold texas day, Thomas has been out doing chores non-stop

- You and Luda May decide make hot chocolates for everyone

- They don't have any marshmallows or stuff to give it that exta sweet taste :(

- Thomas would just hold it for ages putting it close to his face trying to warm himself

- Can't imagine he got alot of sweet stuff growing up so hot chocolate is liquid gold for him

- He also goes kinda soft when drinking the stuff

- But he tries to resist it more

.

Jason Voorhees

- Cold night out at camp Jason has spent all day figuring out how to turn on the heating

- Make his hot chocolate in one of those oversized cups

- Extra whipped cream and 2 marshmallows on the side (he prefers them separate)

- His first instinct in to drink it as fast as possible to show he enjoys it

- Misses the whole point that you take your time to warm yourself up

- Sit him down get him a blanket, really set the scene

- He'll slow down and end up enjoying it 1000% more

.

Vincent and Bo Sinclair

- It dosnt get that cold in the wax room but he comes upstairs for a break and immediately gets hit by how cold it is outside

- He has a sweaer but he wasn't ready for l the cold so he is suffering

- You and Bo agree to make some hot chocolate for everyone

- Bo will slip in extra everything for himself and still have the audacity to call dibs on the last marshmallow

- He will drink it burn his mouth stop for a second before acting like nothing happened

- He is in pain but he also wants to finish his drink

- I don't think vincent would like marshmallows so he'll go for the extra whipped cream

- He actually takes his time and let's the drink cool a little

- He is in absolute heaven

- He's gonna start coming upstairs more during the cold just so you will make him hot chocolates

.

Brahms Heelshire

- Hea eats whipped cream straight out of the can so buy a second one

- He will constantly be refilling the drink with cream and marshmallows

- If it's chocolate powder he dose the thing where u put a heap at the bottom and don't stir it in so it becomes a lump of chocolate powder after ur done (i hope that makes sense?)

- Will pester you all day for more

- Constantly complaining that he's cold and feels sick and there's only 1 cure (the cure being hot chocolate)

- You show him how to make it so he can do it himself

- He burns himself by accident so now he's painfully hot whilst also having a cold

- What a marvel of a man

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[toxicanonymity]

i love all of your corey work and all of your michael work and rock bottom ruined me (positive), slutified!corey does something to me fr 🥵💗❤️ !!

i was thinking though, what is it about michael that instantly slutifies people so badly? does he just ooze that much sexual energy? or does everyone just realise that no one will ever compare to the way michael can fuck them? 👀😈

thank you so much for sharing your writing with us !!

Thank you… so much… for asking this. 🖤

Corey pulling up his welder’s helmet.gif

Sluttification

You can look at it as an extreme, depraved version of becoming an adrenaline junkie.  What could possibly ever compare to getting that rush of survival at the same time as the most powerful sexual experience you can imagine?

When Michael makes someone come and lets them live, it's like death is holding them in its fist and giving them world-class cock at the same time. So they're not just cock hungry, they seek danger as well. That's why Y/N is such a hybristophiliac in Rock Bottom.

IMO, sluttification happens specifically when Michael intentionally leaves people alive, hence survivors like Laurie and Allyson don’t get it.   Like Corey says, it’s when Michael looks into your eyes and you “give in.”

For Corey, I think being choked out/dominated by Michael was a sexual enough experience that it had the same effect, combined with the adrenaline/energy effect.

Energy-wise, yes. . . Michael is an overwhelming force of dark energy, like it totally seizes you in his presence and fills you in a way you didn't even know you could be filled.  His dark energy radiates from him sexually for sure, among other ways – obv violence, and just outright dominance. You know he could destroy you however he wanted.  Any display of his superstrength also contributes to the moment.

So basically yeah, you are on the mark.  Sorry for the hot mess of thoughts, I was too eager to organize them or bother with eloquence lol.

Thanks again for asking!  And thank you so much for reading, especially Rock Bottom!!! I love that you like sluttified, post-Michael Corey. He's my fave. 💙

Happy Shaperil!

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[dimepdf]

𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆. + 𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐘 𝐂𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐀𝐌

masterlist. / taglist. / any request? synopsis. you're a dead girl walking, might as well fuck the shit out of the tall, dorky white guy down the street.

pairing. corey cunningham x reader

word count. 3.2k

genre and warnings. +18 nsfw under the cut. minors dni, angsty start, pwp, don’t squint too hard at the plot, myers!reader, sub!corey, fuck movie canon, inspired by Heathers, mentions of movie canon violence, bullying, costume sex, hair pulling, whimpering, crying kink, sub/dom, praise kink, degradation kink, edging, grinding, unprotected sex, creampie NOTE BETA'D | — feedback is always welcomed & don't forget to reblog 🤍

"Do you have some kind of death wish, Myers?" Stacy hissed, her tone tinged with irritability.

As you two argued on the porch of the house party, the night air became damp as the moon lit up the home's stone pathway, your feet slapping against the cool concrete as you held onto your heels. 

"Stacy, I said no to them both like a fucking broken record. Please excuse my fucking standards." You spit back as if it were common sense, staring in disbelief at your friend.

"Here you go with this standard's nonsense." Stacy scoffed drunkenly, her stance shaky as they descended rather than down the house's long entryway.

"Do you think anyone would fuck the town freaks sister? If I were you, I'd give it to anyone who was desperate enough." You flinched at the insult, her steps halting as she turned to Stacy, arms crossed and her face dazed from the amount of alcohol coursing through her veins.

You wished to believe that it was just the alcohol talking, that her only friend in the fucked town had abandoned her since her birth.

“You know what Terry, fuck Billy, fuck this party, fuck this entire town and escaiplly fuck you.” Your tone was laced with rage.

Your words carried the weight of years of accumulated hatred, your voice still shook and your eyes pricked with frustration as you struggled to keep a sob from marching down the rest of the driveway.

"Oh please, you're a fucking sob story, ___. Your family is full of fucking psycho killing freaks. Your parents never loved you, and your brother tried to kill you. You have no one and you're a fucking nobody, Myers remember that." Stacy screamed, her words piercing you through the heart. Her rant was cut short when she stumbled drunkenly in her own heels.

You had grown up to loathe the things that lurked in the shadows. Unlike most kids, you hadn't grown to despise only the myths and monsters that lurked in the shadows, but your older brother was waiting for the right moment to emerge from the darkness and exact his revenge on you. 

All because you had shared the same last name. 

You still trudged down the street, but with a new perspective. You never intended to be in such a state. Your entire day had been spent attempting to blend in with the kids around you, as if they didn't all think of you as the town freak.

You imagined that if you just tried hard enough, people would realize that you were a completely different person than your last name suggested.

Your parents abandoned you, leaving their life in town, because of the horrible acts committed by your older brother, whom you hadn't even met yet and who had nothing to do with you.

The road was deserted as you stumbled down the middle, your arms wrapped around yourself, hugging for warmth in the thin material of your cheap angel costume.

Which consisted of a white furry halo headband and a white romper that hugged at your waist and stopped at the sweet spot of your thighs. If it weren't for the white fishnets that crisscrossed down to your bare feet, your legs would be bare.

Your tipsy mind had led you to a familiar neighborhood, with some of the porch lights glistening in your path as if beckoning you forward. You knew who lived at the house at the end of the road like a moth to a flame; Corey Cunningham.

Not only had he recently been released from jail for rumored child murder, but he was also labeled as one of the town's new boogymen after it was discovered that they could simply bully you into being the perfect little submissive victim, shoving you so far into submission that you would practically flinch at your own name.

The universe seemed to want their worlds to collide, his bedroom window was on the first floor. You were a girl with both needs and eyes.

Of course, you thought Corey was somewhat attractive. There was just something about nerdy men and their cute glasses that you couldn't get out of your head.

All you could think about as you walked down the street were the things you were going to do to him.

You knew it wasn't healthy to channel all your pent-up emotions into the embodiment of horny fantasies for some poor man with whom you hadn't even had a full conversation before he trembled and scurried away at the sight of you.

But the moment you stepped onto the family lawn, all logic went out the window.

Crawling through the bushes to peer in his window, a sweet smile formed on your lips as you saw him laying down on his mattress with only the light of his television playing some only sci-fi movie illuminating his room of any light.

Another thing that drew your attention was Corey in his plaid pajama pants and Legends of Zelda symbol t-shirt, which perfectly fit his biceps.

You'd heard rumors of him working at a junkyard and seen him riding his manual motorcycle around town, and you wanted to thank whoever was responsible for giving that man sculpted muscles hidden beneath his clothes.

With a deep sigh, you finally made your move forward, knocking two quick knocks against the glass pane straddling him to get his attention.

Corey's eyes darted to his window, a hand over his chest and a startled expression on his face, before returning to stare in confusion at the woman standing outside his window.

His approach was hesitant, his long legs striding across the room before unlocking the window and sliding it open enough for you to lean in on your toes and smile brightly up at him.

"Uh, hello," Corey says, his tone retaining that familiar awkwardness that makes you shudder with a gulp of pleasure. "Can I help you?" Despite not even formally introducing yourself, your hips caught against the hunch of the window as you struggled your way into the bedroom.

Giving Corey a perfect view of your ass in the tight romper that barely covered anything, causing Corey to immediately press his arms to his side.

Instead of staring at you and your legs, he's looking up at his ceiling. His face flushed pale pink and his thoughts stuttered as he tried to figure out why you were crawling inside his bedroom.

"Sorry about that, it's not every day I get much practice climbing through random windows." You chuckled after falling flat against the wooden floor and crawling to stand up. 

You wanted to laugh at Corey's expression, glancing down at your outfit, which revealed that you were dressed like an angel, with widened eyes and mouth agape. The situation could only be compared to a bad porn scenario.

"By the way, why did you crawl through my window?" With a small content sigh, Corey asked awkwardly as he watched you make yourself at home, setting your heels down and spreading out against the bed. 

You were already perked up by the sight of him fidgeting nervously in the corner. It was like Corey could tell by the dangerous dark glint in your eyes that your intentions were anything but innocent.

"What, can't the town freaks just hang out together? Can't a concerned neighbor drop by every now and then to say hello?" The change in tone made Corey shiver.

The belief of your eyes examining him made him feel even more nervous than the looks he'd get from the locals out in public. You, ___ Myers appeared truly dangerous, and this had awoken something within him.

"Come on Core, don’t you wanna watch the rest of the movie?" You ask, crawling up against the headboard, his fingers fidgeting with the hem of his shirt before drawing his blinds and shuffling to sit just an arm's length away from you, as if you were a wild animal ready to pounce at any moment.

When you see Corey's fingers fisted stiffly at his sides, you can't help but smile. As the film progressed, the two of you grew closer to each other, despite Corey's hesitations.

Regardless, the boy ended up with his face flushed, his face resting on the plush of your breasts, your fingers raking through his curls as he slowly unwinds beneath your fingertips.

Your thoughts were clouded by a risky impulse, weaving a fist full of strands between your fingers and lightly tugging, your smile only growing at his soft whimper.

Your acknowledgement did not relieve his embarrassment as he buried himself deeper into the valley of your cleavage, wanting to hide his face as his arms wrapped around your waist and he pulled himself closer.

"You're doing this on purpose." Corey cuddled closer to the point where his clothed erection pressed against your thigh in a desperate attempt to grind against your leg, wanting to ease the growing neediness that had been suddenly overwhelmed by your hands.

"And if I am?" you asked authoritatively, a smirk on your face daring him to give in more.

"Would you like me to stop?" Corey's head shakes shamelessly, only whimpering when your grip tightens, yanking his head to meet your gaze, his face flushed, lips pouting, and eyes glazed over.

You were almost convinced that if you really wanted him to cry, he would.

"No, please don't." Your fingers reached out to trace his Adam's apple as it bobbed, swallowing the nerves trapped in his throat. "I want... I want whatever you're willing to give me." You drew your neck down to lean in closer to his face, your foreheads resting together as his long lashes fluttered against yours. 

Your lips curled into a smile as he kept your gaze fixed on your lips, exhaling a small chuckle before finally granting him his wish.

From the way Corey instantly melted into your mouth, vocal with his content as he whimpered and moaned against your lips, you could tell he was a bit inexperienced or perhaps just very keen to be making out with you.

You felt him flinch from under your hands as your tongue probed past his lips as your mouths moved in time with your head tilt. Your teeth brushed against each other as he tried to get as close to you as possible.

His lips were messing with you, and your mind fogged as he practically caged you up against his mattress with such neediness that all you could do to ground yourself was pull away from the kiss.

You're trying to take a deep breath. Corey was quick to follow your mouth, leaning in for another kiss.

With a deviant smile, your hand combed through his hair, yanking his head away. "Whoah, Core, slow down and remember who's in charge here."

His expression instantly softened. "I'm sorry." His apology was genuine, as made evident by the way he looked up at you with those big brown eyes, as if he were a puppy being scolded.

“Awe, I'll forgive you. Just be a good boy for me." Corey's face flushed with embarrassment at the compliment, knowing that you could feel his erection pulsing against your thigh.

He felt as if he were dreaming, as if you would slip from his grasp at any moment or leave him blue-balled in his bedroom as some sick joke.

He wanted to take it all in, leaning against your neck and kissing your collarbone. He snatched the zipper of your romper down to your torso, apparently satisfied with the sound of your breathy reaction.

When he saw your laced white push-up bra, his mouth watered and he trailed wet kisses against your breasts, his tongue teasing your nipples through the material with a deep moan.

“Ah, Corey, you make me feel so good." You gently encouraged him, knowing that the compliment went straight to his dick as he twitched.

His eyes were tightly shut, his groan muffled by his mouth being encircled around your nipple.

"They're so pretty," he slurred against your bra, his hands fondling you as if your body had been made for him to touch.

His free hand reached between the two of you and grabbed you by the knee hook, pressing your thigh up against him with more force to grind down on you, the wet patch against his pants leaving a cold feeling against your leg as it rubbed against it.

The realization that you had turned Corey into such a whimpering mess had sparked a fire within you, and you had decided right then that you needed more.

You drew him closer, grabbing his chin and jerking him out of whatever trance you had over him, glaring down at him as his arms perched at your sides, holding up his weight.

His eyes were focused completely, with an uneasiness behind them, studying yours. "When did you say you could grind against me like that?" you asked, your voice firm.

As his hips released from your leg, Corey sighed, his brow furrowed.

The loss of friction caused his face to fall back to your torso, kissing your chest up to your collarbone and stopping at your neck, his nose nudging against your ear. "Please, ___, I need you so badly," he begged, the feeling of his thigh muscles twitching as he held back.

"I know, baby, I know." How quickly your tone managed to soften shouldn’t have made him groan in arousal.

As you comb your fingers through his hair without pulling on the strands, his teeth brush against your neck. You absorbed the almost pitiful image of him doubling down in desperate desperation.

As Corey squirmed from the unexpected contact, you sat up and pushed him back, your fingers quickly working their way through his sweatpants.

Your fingers yanked the elastic, grinning at the bulge against his thigh, his underwear not leaving much to the imagination as it outlined his erection like a spotlight, your hand reaching to palm him against the material. "Are you all worked up just for me, baby?"

The way his brows pressed together as he whined made you think you'd seen Corey melt right there and then. "Y-yes, please," Corey begged, watching your hands grab the elastic of his briefs and pull the hem down just enough to reveal his dick.

"Would you please touch me?" As Corey shivered from the contact, his head fell back against the headboard, your fingers immediately indulged in the new permission, wrapping your fingers around the hilt.

Your thumb brushed up against the mushroom tip of his mushroom, spreading his precum along the rest of his length. The wet sound of your stroking him elicited a long whimper from Corey.

"You're so needy," you chuckled as your fingers slowly pumped him. Corey fisted the bedsheets, trying to gain some sort of grasp, his moans not letting up. "You want me to make you cum like this?" you asked sweetly, his nod only slowing your strokes as he whined at your change of pace.

"What's the point of that, baby? You don't want me to take my time?" Corey was convinced that your smile was wicked, that you had him all spread out and open just to play with him before you ate him up, and the crazy part was that he just continued to lie down and take it.

"Please, please, ___. I–i be good." He begged, squirming in his spot like he was willing to unwind with your simple command.

"Aw, begging isn't going to get you anywhere, pretty boy." As you jerked him off at a pace that had him daring to thrust his hips, your hands gripped his length tighter.

"I don't know how much I can take, please," he whined, his thick wet lashes and big dark eyes looking up at you.

"Why not, baby? You don't want to hold out just for me?" You teased him.

"Fine, fine, shit," he squirmed, keeping his hips from bucking against your hand.

"Good boy," you said easily. You shifted up and kissed the edge of his mouth, maintaining eye contact while chuckling, then leaning until your foreheads touched, whispering, "Maybe I should edge you all night huh?"

His eyes widened, and he looked at you with a pleading expression as your fingers brushed against his slit, tempting him to exhale a gasp. "No, please, I'll be great. Please allow me to cum," He pleaded, expressing how much he had crumbled as a result of your simple touch.

"I know," you admitted, laughing. Instead, you removed your hand, straddling against his thigh as the loss of contact caused him to mutter a string of curses.

His head thunk against his headboard, leaning back with a thunk. His distraction had given you enough time to shimmy out of the rest of your romper, exposing your underwear as you crawled closer to his legs to sit with your panties against his dick.

Corey’s hip reacted before he could, pressing against your hips with a grunt as you felt his cock react as you grabbed it again to guide him inside of you while you hooked your underwear to the side.

Your wet folds welcomed him inside with ease as you held him down to keep him from arching off of the mattress. "Woah, slow down, remember nice and slow."

"But it feels so good," he groaned, your smile widening at his discombobulated state, wanting to drink it all in as you lifted up his length to roughly drop down into his lap, your hands gripping his shoulder to support yourself as you rode him.

Corey's eyes glistened as he looked up at you, your halo outlined by his ceiling light, and despite your devilish smile, you looked like the perfect angel. "I can't, too much," he said quietly to you.

The wet sound of you two connecting almost knocked him over, giving him a clear view of you bouncing on his dick.

It didn't take long for him to figure out what to do with his hands after your boobs kept pace in front of his face. His lips return to caressing your breasts as if they were his favorite thing in the world.

As you clenched against him with your warm walls, you could feel Corey struggling to keep up, his thighs flinching and flexing with each thrust.

His moans only became more breathy, his pitch rising as he muttered long strings of pleadings just to cum with your permission.

You reluctantly granted him permission, your high catching up to you almost as quickly as his.

Corey wrapped his arms around your waist, pistoning his hips at such a desperate pace that you found yourself gripping his headboard tightly and biting back your moans as you came undone, clenching against him.

His orgasm shivered as he let go inside of you, painting your walls in thick white strands.

Corey dragged you down with the hold around your waist, cuddling against your chest to catch his breath, falling slack against his strong hold.

He didn't bother taking his length out, only purring against your skin as his hands grinded your ass against his still hard dick only confirmed that tonight would be a pretty long night for you.

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Kinktober day 14

Corey Cunningham and Michael Myers + Masks

 Ayo Halloween ends spoilers galore, don’t read if you don’t want it spoiled.

After watching the movie, I wanted to be destroyed by these two, so enjoy. This is mainly Corey, but Michaels there too.

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Tw for blood and other slasher stuff.

Corey Cunningham had always been a very softspoken and shy person, someone people at school always referred to as a nerd or outcast, but that had never mattered much to Corey growing up, since he had his best friend (Y/N). Even after the accident that made Corey an outcast for real, (Y/N) was the only one who stuck with Corey and supported him, ignoring how the town turned not just on Corey but (Y/N) for being his friend.

Years passed and Corey and (Y/N) were still treated as outcasts, the second male not as much as Corey though. (Y/N) had many times been told to stay away from “that psycho freak”, which always made the man angry and had even caused a couple of fights. There had even been people who tried to target Corey and hurt him, but his friend would regularly step in and do the fighting for him. This would result in Corey having to sneak (Y/N) past his mom and up into his room where he would clean the other man up and wrap his bruises and cuts.

It was during these years that Corey fell in love with (Y/N), but he never acted on it. It stemmed not only from his shame of being in love with his best friend, but also the desperate fear or losing him if he ever did tell him, so Corey accepted he would just have to settle with one sided love to keep his friend in his life.

Corey knew there was a dark part of himself that had grown possessive of (Y/N), dark thoughts hissing and spitting about murder and death when anyone dared get too close to the man he loved. The isolation from the town only made these thoughts worse for Corey, making him tense and awkward most of the time which caused (Y/N) to worry. (Y/N) thought his friend may be pulling away because of shame and guilt, so (Y/N) resorted to hugging Corey and staying as close to him as possible, which by extension only made Coreys crush worse.

As time passes Corey doesn’t fall in love with Allyson, but still stumbles across Michael and they set up somewhat of a partnership. As murders start happening all over town like it does every Halloween, you don’t worry much, just settling down in your living room with some snacks and watching your favorite scary movies. Little did you know but Corey and Michael had been running around town, the younger man specifically targeting the people who had tried to get between the two of you or drive you away from him. Michael was a little interested in why Corey was going after these people specifically, but the older killer didn’t care much, as long as he got to kill.

As panic spread across town as murders more violent than any since Michael’s “death” cropped up, people found mauled and gutted and unrecognizable. You didn’t know any of this was happening though, lazing around in a tank top and your boxers on the foldout sofa you had in your Livingroom, half asleep and munching away at a handful of popcorn. You phone buzzed every now and then, but you couldn’t be bothered to check, knowing that if it was Corey, since you had a special ringtone set up for him.

At some point you fell asleep, your bowl of popcorn almost spilling all over the folded-out couch and blankets you had set up, one arm around the bowl and one up your tank top, drawing it up far enough to show your stomach and the underside of your pecks, one of your nipples flashed to the world. The screen in front of you had booted up the next horror movie on your cue list, fake screams playing at a low volume as whatever slasher killed whatever victim.

Corey adjusted the mask he was wearing, the mask being an almost copy of Michaels except it wasn’t as old or broken. He was giddy as he panted, stalking through your backyard, Michael not far behind him. Corey could feel something other than excitement though, he was incredibly aroused after all the murder, the blood splattered all over his front from his hands to his arms, down his torso and the front of his pants. As they got to your backdoor he turned to Michael and told him they couldn’t kill or hurt you, as you meant too much to Corey.

Michael huffed softly at the order, but decided to go along with it for now, he could just kill you later if it got annoying. They didn’t even have to break in through windows or break locks, as Corey had his own key to your place that you had given him after you had gotten your own house, letting him know he was always welcome. It was dark as they stepped inside, and Corey was audible panting behind his mask, the rubber growing somewhat uncomfortable as his breath made the inside moist and warm.

The only light source seemed to be from the Livingroom, and as the two killers stepped inside, they heard the fake screams and saw the movie playing on the screen. Moving around the couch they stood on either side of the pullout, each staring down on your sleeping form as you drooled onto your own chest where your chin was rested. Michael tilted his head in interest at your almost revealing sleeping form, as Coreys panting grew louder and he reached down to adjust his length, clutching his knife tightly in his other hand.

You kept on sleeping oblivious to the two masked men staring down at you, both with different kinds of wants in their eyes, but both wanting to devour you in some way. You first woke up when you felt something heavy settle down on top of your abdomen, the breath being pressed out of your chest as you groggily opened your eyes, blinking them a few times to focus and take in the form above you.

Before climbing on top of you, Corey had pulled off the blue overalls he had been wearing and thrown the knife off to the side. His hands were still covered in dry blood and the white mask had multiple splatters, the sight not really hitting you as you laid there staring in sleepy confusion at the man above you. Coreys chest was rising and lowering at a quick pace as he reached down, cupping your pecks and fondling them, drawing a sleep moan from your lips.

When it clicked for you that this wasn’t a dream you tried to sit up or move, but you were pushed back down, the man above you telling you to take it easy. That’s when it clicked, you knew that voice. “Corey?” you asked, voice still thick from sleep as the man, who you now knew was your friend, rolled his hips against your lower stomach. “What are you doing?” you groggily ask, reaching down to grab at his hips as he dragged his erection across your stomach.

In the darkness you didn’t notice Michael standing off to the side, or the blood staining Coreys being. “What’s with the mask?” you chuckle, reaching up to pull it off him as you wanted to see his face, your own length twitching with interest and slowly hardening. When you reached for the mask a second pair of hands shot forward and ripped your hands above your head and pinning them there, the action drawing a shocked cry from your lips as you were ripped fully awake. Turning your head, you stared up at Michael who had moved to stand behind the couch, holding your arms down as the dark eyes of his mask seemed to bore right into your soul.

You tried to find words, to question Corey on what the hell was going on, but that was all for nothing as he reached behind him and ripped your boxers down your thighs with surprising strength and desperation. You still weren’t really sure who Coreys tall friend was, but at the moment you didn’t really care as you felt your hard length hit the cold air, the change of temperature drawing a small hiss from your lips.

You could only watch with confused interest as Corey pushed to his knees, making quick work of getting his pants and boxers down, shoving some fingers up under his mask and apparently sucking on them, at least that’s what you thought he was doing by the wet noises you could hear. A small groan left you as you watched him remove the fingers, the spit glistening in the light from the tv screen as he moved the hand behind himself and pressing two fingers in at once.

Michael tilted his head in the other direction as he watched Corey suck on his fingers, and being slightly curious he moved your wrists into one hand and pressed his own rough fingers against your lips. Looked up at the older man you raised a brow, but parted your lips and let him press them inside and down against your tongue, scrunching your nose at the metallic taste that met your tastebuds, maybe this guy was one of Coreys coworkers at the scrapyard.

When Corey couldn’t wait any more, he rubbed that little spit was left on your cock and quickly sank down on it, giving himself little to no time to adjust before he started moving, drawing a moan out of the both of you. As you moaned Michael pressed his fingers deeper into your mouth, amused when you gagged as he jabbed the back of your throat. As Corey rode you, he could feel his mask grow more and more uncomfortable, so at some point he reached up and ripped it off and throwing it to the floor near where he had dumped his clothes earlier.

Corey couldn’t suppress the loud moans that bubbled inside him, the knowledge that he finally had you after all this time, that you were inside him and from your noises you were enjoying it. You kept sucking on Michaels fingers, trying your best not to gag on them as he seemed to take delight in wriggling them around in different ways and seeing your reactions. At the same time, you tried to thrust your hips up into Corey, who moaned in delight and met your movements with his own.

As you grew closer you tried to mumble it around Michaels fingers, but he just pressed another finger into your mouth and rubbed them across the roof of your mouth before roughly jabbing them further inside, causing you to gag once again. Your moans grew more desperate the closer you got, and Corey seemed to pick up on what it meant as he reached between his legs and started jerking himself off, wanting to finish with you when the time was right.

When you finally came your entire body tightened, your hips giving a hard thrust upwards as you moaned around Michaels fingers, white spilling inside Corey who dreamily sighed at the feeling, moving his own hand quicker until he too came. His cum shot across your abdomen and stomach where your shirt was still rucked up, painting splatters of white across your skin.

You laid there, panting and still slightly confused as Michael withdrew his fingers and Corey slowly pulled off of you. He leant in and kissed you, telling you he loved you and to wait for him, as he would be back later. You didn’t even have time to ask about his friend with the attractive hands before they were gone again, leaving you there on your couch with the movie still playing, popcorn all about and your flaccid cock resting against your abdomen. Outside Corey pulled back on his mask as he looked at Michael before stating “Fun, right?” to which he surprisingly got no response, Corey leaving in the direction his next target. Behind him Michael rubbed together the fingers you had been sucking on, the thought of your lips somewhere else passing through his mind.

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✰ Slashers Thoughts on having kids w/ SO

“What do you mean? You only need me.” You’re already taking care of them like they are your child.

Billy Lenz, Brahms Heelshire, PostMichael!Corey Cunningham, RZ!Michael Myers

Doesn’t think they’d make a good parent and would rather not. Can be convinced otherwise over time.

Billy Loomis, PreMichael!Corey Cunningham, Jason Voorhees, OG!Michael Myers, Patrick Bateman, Thomas Hewitt, Vincent Sinclair

Is ready to have 16 children on ask. Blatantly is using this as an excuse to get into your pants.

Bo Sinclair, Freddy Krueger, Jennifer Check, Lester Sinclair, Stu Macher

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More Corey Cunningham HC’s

These are both sfw and nsfw🔞 but there’s a barrier between them, so if you don’t wanna read spicy stuff, you don’t have to see it

Note: Also please request stuff!! I love hearing ideas cause my mind goes blank and idk what to write half the time // Also please be over 18, I unfortunately had to block a few people 

SFW:

*Mostly pre-Michael cause that’s when he’s so baby boy but I’ll say if it’s post-Michael 

He has the cutest date ideas - I’m talking fairs, museums, picnic dates, and even taking ya’ll to those paint pottery places. He wants to treat you right and take you to all your favorite spots. He lives for the moment you light up when he tells you that you’re going out. He may not have tons of money, but he’s prepared to spend every cent on making you happy. 

Speaking of dates, if you tell him that ya’ll are going out, he will be flustered. You want to take him out for a night on the town? He’s kicking his feet and blushing - treat him with nice things, please 

Keeps notes of all your favorite things - food, drinks, movies, flowers, color, etc just in case he sees it when he’s out; he’ll pick it up because he thinks that it’ll make you smile --> honestly one of his love languages is gift giving

After a long day, Corey just wants to take a shower with you - not for sexy time but he just likes the warmth from you and the stream of water. He feels like he can finally unwind and just relax with you

Will melt if you wash his hair. Feeling your fingers glide through his hair and feeling you scrape his scalp gently is gonna having him basically purring into your palm

I wanna squish his cheek, they look so soft - just wanna cup that face in my hands and hold him forever <3 sorry just had to say that

Notorious hair tucker - loves to push  your hair out of your face and will do so at random times (It’s just a reason for him to touch you)

Listens so intently when you talk about something you’re passionate about, just hanging on to every little word you have to say like it’s the most important thing in the world. It is to him

(post-M) Will suggest only watching horror movies on date night because he wants you to hold on to him when you get scared. He wants to prove that he’ll always protect you and wants to feel your chest press into his arm

Will let you win on any game ya’ll play - board games, video games, bets, everything cause he’s a simp 

Cheesy ass motherfucker --> “Aren’t the stars beautiful tonight, Corey?” “Yeah, they’re gorgeous...” Meanwhile, he’s staring at you like you hung the moon AHHHHHHHHHHH

Sharing an umbrella in the rain but it’s mostly just him trying to keep it over your head so you don’t get wet so his shoulder is just soaked 

Favorite sleeping/cuddling positions are: spooning (I swear to god if you don’t let this man be the little spoon sometimes I-) , the tangle, facing each other, and laying his head on your chest

Slow dancing in the kitchen, just holding you close while swaying back and forth 

Likes to trace your face with his finger when you’re both lying in bed and he’s sure you’re asleep. Wants to memorize every lovely curve and mark 

Sighs when ya’ll kiss like it’s this euphoric moment that he gets to kiss your perfect lips and he’s so grateful for everything you do

His heart swells with pride when you wear his clothes because you’re just so beautiful and you want to wear his clothes, no one else’s, you truly do belong to him  

Will ALWAYS kiss you first thing in the morning and the last thing at night - doesn’t even matter if ya’ll are fighting or what, he refuses to not show you he loves you

***NSFW below!!!!***

NSFW:

Ok let’s get this out of the way - he’s 6 inches hard, thicker at the bottom, and has a small curve upward. Not very veiny but the tip is the prettiest shade of dark blush

Cum is thick but there’s not a crazy amount of it - a pretty basic amount

Loves the way you smell, you are so intoxicating - When he goes down, he’ll just press his face deep into your thigh and just sit there and smell you (Gross? Maybe. But I just get that vibe from him)

Bondage is very iffy for him, he really loves touching you so that’s literally his nightmare of being forced to not feel how soft and warm you are. But, if you really wanna get him worked up and needy, would definitely tie his wrists to the bed frame - only for a little while though because he will break down and full-on sob Do I have a dacryphilia kink???

Always on the fence if he wants to keep you all to himself or make everyone in town hear him scream his name and how good he makes you feel

(Post-M) Feral boy - if you leave any clothes in his house, the second you leave he’s stripping down, jumping in bed, suffocating himself by shoving the fabric over his nose and wrapping his hand around his dick and pumping one out. Bonus points if it’s your underwear - he’s licking that little wet spot you left on it and sucking it dry till the taste is gone. Well, now he’s sad :(  Don’t worry he will wash everything before returning it to you, he’s not a complete creep

Overstimulation but on himself. Sometimes you just feel so good and you look so good underneath him that he cums a little too fast. He doesn’t want to stop feeling good so he’ll keep thrusting even though he’s shaking and whining because by god he’s gonna make you finish too or die trying

Has a sensitive back, grazing your fingers down his spine, kiss a line down it, is dig your nails in and he is at full mast in a heartbeat 

(Post-M) Probably won’t act on it but has thought about bending you over his motorbike and fucking you or maybe he will who knows 

(Post-M) Predator/Prey play - will chase you around the house or play a game of hide and seek

Sit. On. His. Face. Do it, you won’t hurt him darlin’ he’s tough he can take it. That’s it put your full weight down  <3

Half the fun to him is just undressing you - if he has the time or patience  he’s stripping you one item at a time until you’re the one squirming and begging him to just get on with it

Favorite sex positions are: Cowgirl/cowboy, missionary, the butterfly, spooning, the lotus, and sometimes doggy - honestly this man just needs to hold you in some way and see your face when you fall apart 

While a switch leaning on sub half the time, if you tease him, or deny him release too many times a flip is switched and he is flipping you over, throwing your legs over his shoulders a thrusting so hard that his hips make an indent into yours and your thigh are bruised tomorrow from how hard he’s squeezing - aftercare after that is gonna be 10x more soft than normal. He’s gonna run you a bath and make you a snack and fetch you a drink and massage your thighs and - 

When he’s close, bite his neck and he will cum in an instant, he adores the way our teeth feel on the soft spot on his throat. Go ahead and throw in some neck kisses too just to be sure 

This man makes me a whore and I don’t care I love him

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