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cherryskyies · 1 year

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What your favorite slasher says about you — part two

includes: og michael myers, bo sinclair, vincent sinclair

this is just the start of my slasher writing. so far, they are winning on the poll, so what better way to start than to finish old pieces?

please bare w me, my writing is a smidge rusty ok 😔

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Og Michael Myers

I can't explain it well, but he is the equivalent of that inner cold feeling when you were at your lowest. You can still remember it in memories and it's a comfort you can't let go. It's giving major attachment issues, even to things that ruined you. Letting go of your past is like letting go of yourself — you can't do it.

You weren't listened to growing up either, and maybe even now you still aren't. Advice was given, especially when you didn't want it. You're desperate to have someone just listen.

Alone time is a must in your life, you can't have someone all up in your business 24/7.

Probably a water sign with an air moon. Or a Taurus who never had stability.

Rough sex is a must. I mean, it's Michael. Rough is the only way you'll get it and you like it like that. Also, it's giving blood & knife play vibes.

Very independent. You'd rather die than have to depend on another person for necessities.

Bo Sinclair

It's giving possible substance abuse or alcoholism. I mean, you only drink Monday-Sunday?? What's the harm in that?

You crave possession in a relationship. Maybe you never felt special, so it's a must to have a partner willing to kill for you and show you off.

Bondage is definitely an interest of yours. You might be into forced submission and definitely into being covered in marks.

It's also giving daddy issues. Something about an older man calling you baby and sweetheart sends you into overdrive. You want him to provide and you want him to make most of the decisions while you sit pretty.

You've never experienced a stable relationship either, especially with men, so you don't care that he'd be toxic. You only care that he's there and not likely to leave.

Probably an earth sign or neglected fire sign.

Vincent Sinclair

Either an only child or the ignored one — maybe both.

Body worship is a must. Nothing more attractive than a man that makes you feel special, loved, and seen.

You don't care about money or expensive dates and trips. You'd be happy with a picnic and spending alone time together, because to you it means more than anything money could buy.

Definitely insecure yourself, so you're drawn to those with obvious flaws; not that you think he's flawed, but it gives a deeper understanding.

Actions mean more than words. You've likely been let down by those who have said they would do something, but never did.

Soft, meaningful sex is your style. If you can't feel an emotional connection or you don't feel loved during, then you aren't happy and begin to feel insecure in the relationship.

You enjoy peace and tranquility. Maybe you're an artist or it simply fascinates you due to the complexity and millions of meanings. Do you stay up and think about the past and it's art, wondering what was going through their minds and what they had witnessed to create it?

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thestarfishinjootsoffice · 2 years

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General Michael dating hcs!

Saw a post like this and I can't get over it.

He hovers over you 24/7 or he just stands next to you if you're taller than him.

Won't leave you alone fr

Oh you have to go to the bathroom? Okay but if you don't come back in 2 minutes he's knocking at the door.

You have to go out for some groceries? Yeah sure he definitely won't be stalking you at all..

Going out at night? Why? Are you cheating on him? It's dangerous! You could get hurt, stay with him.

Just blankly stares at you and whatever you're doing and he's going to spend half his life doing it.

Won't admit that he's worried constantly about you and that you could might be having an affair with someone else.

yandere or not, he's possessive and obsessive af we all know it so don't be surprised when he comes back home with everything you've glanced longer than 2 seconds at or when he everytime sometimes blocks the door when you say you're hanging out with someone or friends.

He completely devours whatever affection and attention you give him even if he doesn't show it. It's like

You: Drops all your love and affection here you go mikey!

Michael: Just stares at it and looks away.

You: goes away to do something.

Michael: looks at your love and affection and inhales that shit like a vaccum cleaner.

Show him the slightest bit of physical touch and he's *disgusted angry confused blushing* "wtf?? .... Do it again."

Just hope you don't mind a stalker lover.

#michael myers my beloved #michael myers x reader #michael myers x you #michael myers #og michael myers #og michael x reader #yandere michael myers

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brandnewhuman · 2 years

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I had another cursed thought: so you know my last request about putting your face on the slasher’s badonkadonks? What about that… but in reverse…….. like now the slasher has THIER face in the readers chest? 👀👀👀👀 *sweats in I need to go to church*

SLASHERS FACEPLANTING

IN YOUR CHEST

☆STARRING☆

Brahms Heelshire ☆ aka horny wall gremlin

Michael Myers☆ aka THE bastard

Bo Sinclair ☆ aka greasy horny boy

CONTENT:

Tw: canon violence, NSFW, mature language, Michael, mentions of voyeurism, smut (?) Idk man I DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW TO WRITE SMUT IN ENGLISH

A/N: every single one of have been making me fight for my spot in heaven lately. You're turning me into a whore with all these SINFUL REQUEST. but I love it and I'll do it anyways, but keep in mind that i do not have a single clue on how to write smut and this is going to be just messy and cringy probably so DON'T COME AT ME IF THE SMUT PARTS END UP SUCKING ASS . I'll compensate later with some good ol soul crushing angst👹

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BRAHMS HEELSHIRE:

I mean, are we really that surprised? No I think not

He was being uncharacteristically nice that day

Helping you out with chores and keeping the tantrums at their minimum if not even having them at all.

Little did you know that all those long stares at you meant only one thing

Y/n you couldn't really blame him, you were being just downright cruel to him lately

Admittedly you have been to busy lately so cuddles and other…activities with brahms had been rare these days

You were surprise he hasn't give you a headache about not getting enough attention

Oh pretty y/n, he is a long game kind of guy. You don't even know what the FUCK IS COMING FOR YOU

He planned everything; he took a bath, he shaved ecc.. long story short he was doing really great and you didn't have to tell him twice to do something you needed him to do

You should've known that all that kindness came with a price

"Pretty y/n, can I hug you??? I deserve it, don't i? I've been really good to you"

The way he said it, how he brushed his fingertips up and down the skin of your arms, his real voice raspy but still gentle and how he looked at you made it really hard to think straight.

What harm could a hug do right?

WRONG. YOU SHOULD STOP TAKING DECISIONS WHEN YOU'RE HAVING THE HOTS FOR YOUR MANWHORE BOYFRIEND

he slowly wrapped his arms around your waist, holding you tight to his chest but still being careful to not hurt you

His scent was so intoxicating and he was so warm that while you reciprocated the hug you didn't noticed how he was slowly lifting you

You just thought he was trying to hold you closer but then you watched him taking off his masks

"Brahms are you okay?? What are yo- "

THE DISRESPECT. THE AUDACITY.

his beard free soft face was now hiding in your chest, his head shaking no to snuggle even more in you

You were at loss for words. Your face was going through all the 5 stages of grief in one second

"I'm sorry pretty y/n…you've been so busy lately, I've missed you" he said with his whiney natural tone of voice

No he was not sorry. He was living the moment of his life and if it wasn't for the deep chuckle rumbling deep inside his chest you would've almost believe all that play dumb fuckery

You mentally cursed yourself for not seeing this coming. You felt you could drop dead from the embarrassment right there

His hands started to slip under your shirt while he placed his chin on top of your chest to look up at you

"You're not mad are you darling? I know that you've missed it too.." his voice was now like honey melting right inside your ears making your skin prickle up while feeling your cheeks and inside of your pants getting warm

He kept lightly tracing the skin under your shirt and caressing every inch of it with his long and surprisingly soft fingers.

safe to say that he has put at use all those peepholes on the walls of your room, so believe him when he says he knows.

I'M GOING FERAL OVER MY OWN HORNY SHIT I-

He felt you trembling and grinned at you mischievously

He hasn't even touched you as much as he wanted and you were already getting so worked up.

He placed you on the bed, then proceeded to cage you under his frame. Placing one hand at each side of your head and watching you directly into your eyes

His knee was brushing between your legs and you felt everything down there twitch slightly at his every single movement

"Maybe I should stop pretty y/n?" That shit with the fact that he was literally breathing the words against your neck while brushing the tip of his nose right on your most sensitive spot was too much

YOU BOTH ENDED UP MAKING UP FOR ALL THE BUSY DAYS.

so much that both you and brahms almost slept a whole day after that. You freaky bastards

Now the problem is that brahms knows too much on how to get you all horny:

Knows that plating his face like that on your chest is going to get you feral

That spending so many days without touching each other ends up being worthy

And that if he's horny you're even worse

MICHAEL MYERS;

Weirdly enough the whole thing happen by accident

One night he came back from his usual night routine of killing looking really down

You woke up as soon as you heard his heavy footsteps approaching your room.

You couldn't wait to snuggle against him in bed so you can finally fall asleep more easily

Your smile dropped as soon as you saw his gloomy mood

It was surprising seeing Michael so upset after killing. Normally he always feels better after snatching the life out of someone

He just sitted on the edge of the bed, looking at his hands fidgeting with his knife.

You were getting worried because he rarely acted like this and you knew that something serious would happen if he was in this state.

You got up and stood in front of him

"Do you want to talk about it??" You couldn't even say another word that he was already pulling you in for a hug.

You would never say no cause these occasions where Michael gets clingy are rare. You just stood there, hugging his masked head close to your chest.

He slowly took off the mask and just hid his face in your chest.

You could feel how he let go a deep sigh of relief after inhaling deeply your scent. Only you could make him feel this calm and relaxed

Every part of your skin was reacting involuntarily to his warmth and the feeling of his hair tickling your neck lightly

He lifted his face from your chest only when he needed to breathe but placed his forehead on it again, closing his eyes and trying to think what he needed to do to feel better.

You didn't even dared to move or talk, you just let him be and do what he needed

So when he just got up, lifting you by placing his hands under your butt so you could wrapped your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist, you left a gasp of surprise

He didn't lost anymore time and just captured your lips with his own while making his way towards the wall

You felt your back hit hard against it, making you groan inside Michael's mouth

Once he was sure you were balanced and wouldn't fall if he moved his arms, he proceeded to just rip your clothes off effortlessly

He roughly bite, sucked and kissed every inch of exposed skin he could reach in your chest

Imagine him doing this and you're like rolling your eyes back to oblivion while running your hands through his hair hard enough to make him let a low groan from deep inside his chest I- YOU ALL ARE MAKING A WHORE OUT OF ME

Since we're here, you returned the favour and rip open his coverall

You could feel the huge bones pushing against your belly

You made it easier for him so while he was still violently assaulting your chest, littering your skin with equal parts kisses and marks, you just tried to lift yourself enough using your back (idk if it makes sense I DON'T KNOW HOW ANY OF THIS WORKS. I'M JUST TRYING TO DELIVER HORNY CONTENT) while pulling down your pants enough to guide him inside you

YES I KNOW YOU ALL FUCKERS ARE GOING TO COME FOR ME NOW BECAUSE OF WHAT I SAID ABOUT THE BREEDING KINK.

anyway you're getting fucking railed against the wall, I'm talking about the most brutal and orgasmatic fuck of your life right?

Michel has a hand placed against the wall next to your head for balanced, your basically latching onto him and scratching his back while he has HIS FACE GLUED TO YOUR CHEST, PANTING HEAVILY WHILE HOLDING YOU CLOSER WITH HIS FREE HAND.

occasionally some moans of pain from the scratches and pleasure escapes his mouth. Their sound is so deep and rich that you could actually come by only listening to it.

Moral of the story; when Michael is sad he likes to suffocate himself on your chest while fucking you against the wall.

I HOPE YOU ALL ARE HAPPY NOW THAT I HAVE WRITE SINFUL STUFF LIKE THIS

BO SINCLAIR:

It was one of those rare days where neither you or Bo had any chores to do

The heat was killing you, it was so hot you genuinely started to think you were going to get crazy

Bo wasn't in a better situation. He laid flat on his back in the bed staring at ceiling

He was shirtless and was wearing only his boxers

With how handsy Bo is one would expect him to try to spend the day doing mischievous things with you but the heat was unbearable even for his constant horny mind

You couldn't take it anymore so you just decided to take your shirt off in hope that would help with the heat

You could feel his stare from a mile away

"I could give you a picture if you want to stare like that"

"Oh don't ya worry darling…you already gave me one remember?" This man shouldn't have the right to speak sometimes honestly

You could feel your cheeks getting their usual red tinted all over them. You tried to ignore him and just laid back on the bed while closing your eyes to get some relax

He couldn't resist the urge to gently trace with tips of his fingers a line from the top of your chest down to your stomach. It was such a gentle and light touch that your skin reacted almost instantly and you had to shut your eyes open

His fingers felt rough and calloused from hard work against your soft and warm skin

He was now laying on his side facing you, his head resting on his free hand while the other one kept touching you.

His stare was what sent shivers down your whole body. His blue intense eyes were darkened by desire as he eyed your body

He wasn't staring at you like you were some kind of object, it was almost like he could see your soul and was hungry for a taste of it. It was a mixture of love and lust that was driving you crazy, you couldn't even move as if you were under some sort of spell

"You always had the most soft and beautiful skin I've ever seen… I never know if I want to take a bite or just kiss it…or maybe even both, what you say doll? What should I do with you?.." his voice was raspy and rumbled from deep inside his chest almost as he had just woken up. It made you hold your breath with anticipation

He smirked at your reaction and with a swift move, he positioned you on top of him. Putting your whole phat ass in a strategic place; not too far away but close enough for you to feel a certain…something

You had to place your hands on his chest to keep you still

That reminded him of what you did the other day when he was getting ready

"You know… I've never understood your passion for planting that pretty face of yours in my chest. Maybe I should try to do it too, shouldn't i?" He leisurely caressed up and down your thighs that were on each of his side while looking you right in the eye. The heat was long forgotten, now you were the only thing Bo could think about

The heat and Bo's words were decorating your forehead with small pearls of sweats, you found yourself nodding without even think about the meaning of Bo's words

He pulled himself up, always keeping you on his lap close enough to feel his ever growing boner under your ass, his palms placed flat against your back to keep you close, your hands gripping on his shoulders as if your life depended on it.

Ever so slowly he started to get his face closer and closer to your chest, you could feel his breath crashing onto your skin making you shiver as you held on your own breaths trying to prevent your heart from beating faster and faster.

You just closed your eyes, waiting for the feeling of Bo's skin against yours

He knew you were waiting and just to tease you he blown a soft exhale of air on your skin (picture it as the way he blown on Carly's lips to get the glue to dry)

You couldn't hold back the sigh of frustration and pleasure that broke free from your lips

"We're getting impatient aren't we??" God he's such a FUCKING TEASE

Bro kept teasing you and slightly moving your hips to make your ass rub on his dick until you didn't beg him to just take you right here and then

And take you he did

Since we're talking about Bo you the drill, save a horse ecc

The whole time he kept planting soft and wet kisses on your chest, burying his face onto it to muffle the moans and occasionally biting onto your skin slightly because he couldn't say no to that.

10/10 would recommend Bo wanting to plant his face on your chest

And now we know what he likes to do when you're too hot because of the weather

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itsfuntobeavampiree · 1 year

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Vincent’s SO having him try a paraffin wax dip for his hands and feet for the first time

Slashers when their SO has an asthma attack; staying with their SO in the ER optional. I’m a Bubba Sawyer and Thomas Hewitt girlie :)

I think I will go with the second one bc I have asthma lol so yk kind of a "I can relate to this* moment. But if I do the Vincent one I will tag u if you'd like.

Slashers with an S/O having an asthma attack

Michael (og)

Now you know this man is NOT dumb, you've told him before you struggle with asthma just to warn him and he'd silently keep that in mind. He'd never thought you'll have an asthma attack this bad, like you always came prepared. Always had more than one inhaler on you, always knew when to slow down and you knew how to take deep breaths but I guess the cold autumn air really got to you one day.

Obviously he was watching you from afar as he noticed you had slowed down and held on tightly to your chest. He didn't want to interfere straight away because he knew you always had it but when you started to wobble and your breathing wasn't even breathing anymore he was ready to run and save you. Unfortunately the resident of the house you collapsed infront was ahead of Michael,coming to your aid he tensed and watched intently.

When he found out that you were at the ER being treated he was kinda annoyed. He's a possessive type, not liking people to talk to you unless he's hearing what's being said. He was actually thinking about slaughtering half the people there just to see you but he held himself back, just for you <3

When you're out the next day he is already there in your home, looming in the shadows. Be prepared because he will actually hug you back tonight! So you won there a bit. He wouldn't show it but he was absolutely petrified. You were the only person who understood him and he didn't wanna see you go because who knows what will happen.

Thomas

He found out you had asthma after realising you were slowler and more easy to catch out of your group. He also keeps this in mind ever since making sure you don't push yourself into chores you won't be able to do. He's always there to help you. He would be more protective and always listening out for your breathing, you could be a mile away and he could tell that your wheezy and so he would pester you into the living room to sit and he would pull out the inhaler he kept his his trouser pockets just for incase (omg he's so cute🥺) and would make sure you're okay. But I guess this time he couldn't.

On this specific day you all were out over working yourselfs, lately more people have became victims to the hewitt household and that meant more chores being forgotten about so today everyone was piling in on themselves making sure they got everything out the way before any more trouble comes rolling down their street. You were the unlucky one to have gained more chores and also had been forced to do some of hoyts as of his lazy ass command. Thomas would've helped you but hoyt scolded him for being too soft. You had soon realised your breathing had decreased the past 10 minutes but you being stubborn just took some deep breaths and conitued over working yourself.

You realised you had fucked up as the texas heat had made your breathing become painful and burnt your throat. As you tried to reach for your inhaler in your pocket, you couldn't feel it your eyes widened in realisation as you had probably dropped it in the hay as you were moving about. You had no patience to scurry around on the floor trying to find it so as you did, you tried to find Tommy.

Tears pricked your eyes as you struggled more and more and your vision blurred. You squinted and saw a large figure in the distance you tried and walked faster towards it but you couldn't even catch a breath when you were going at a slow pace. You fell to the ground with a loud thud and that alerted Tommy he turned quickly and his eyes turned to panic when you saw you on the ground your chest struggling to go up and down. He ran towards you shoving his hand in his pocket to grab the inhaler.

He knelt down next to you and puffed the inhaler into your mouth, making sure you inhaled it properly and making you take an extra one. Thomas carried you into the house and plopped you down on the sofa, wiping the tears from your eyes. He couldn't even imagine how painful it was for you but luda mae came by his side and helped him comfort you.

Luda as the Queen she is scolded hoyt for putting to much hard labour onto you knowing that you had a medical condition. For now on you either had inside chores that didn't need to much running around or some simple quick and easy outside tasks...close to Tommy.

(I love this gif of him he's so silly <3)

Bubba sawyer

I'm sorry but you know his house is damp and dusty and that's just perfect for your lungs! (Sarcasm if you couldn't tell) You told him what asthma was like a week in and you had to explain it to him in depth because sorry but my boy isn't so intelligent. He responded in little grunts of understandment and just patted your head. He also similar to Thomas will keep an ear out for you because after being here for a while your breathing had decreased and omg...those god awful chesty coughs. Now he has a mission! To dust the house for you I mean he can't really stop the dampness but he does try by opening windows during the day.

It was a day like no other, you were washing up, making the bed, doing laundry basically just helping out and doing work the boys were reluctant about. But all this running around made you wheezy so you went and looked for your inhaler, unfortunately this meant going up, down, side ways and under ways and your chest couldn't take it so you sortve gave up and sat down closing your eyes and taking in deep breaths. It hurt so bad but you just had to focus, you continously told yourself.

you heard the door swing open and your eyes squinted open to see your bubba. He looked at you with eyes of worry and made his way towards you. He grunted and snorted asking if you were ok. You just let out a wheezy cough and he knew what was wrong placing an ear to your chest as a way to ask if it was that and you slowly nodded he ran up the stairs and you could hear rustling and furniture moving. You tried to let out a chuckle but a whole lot of pained coughs replaced it instead.

Couple minutes later he came running down the stairs and sat by your side. He moved his hand holding your inhaler up to your mouth and helped you inhale it. After around 2 or more puffs and steady breathing your chest was no longer rising rapidly. He slung his arm around your shoulders and pulled you in for a side ways hug, you smiled up at him and tilted your head onto him so you snuggled quite nicely together.

He then scolded you playfully but he had a sort of seriousness to him that you kept in mind and didnt want to actually disobey,you nodded along before sighing, laying back into the sofa as he watched you with his gorgeous puppy dog eyes.

Yeah hi, sorry I haven't been writing as much recently, nothings being going on I js cant be asked if I'm honest. Another apology for bubba as I gave up half way in his awhile ago and now js remembered I better finish this off. So rn pls don't request anything bc unfortunately you won't get it till next Christmas.

Love you all my favourite lil slasher fuckers🩷🩷

#slasher x reader #og michael x reader #michael myers x you #michael myers x y/n #michael myers headcanons #thomas hewitt x reader #thomas hewitt x y/n #thomas hewitt headcanons #texas chainsaw the beginning #bubba sawyer x reader #bubba sawyer x y/n #bubba sawyer x you #texas chainsaw massacre

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the-cannibal · 1 year

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I love your writing so much <3 could you please write about og Michael, Bubba and Jason getting cleaned, dressed nicely and generally pampered by their s/o before bed?

Awww thank you so much! I’m so glad you enjoy it! I love this prompt, these boys deserve all the pampering and love!

Wrote this on mobile so I apologize if it looks strange. Also I’m so sorry for taking so long to write this, I’ve had huge writers block and my mental health really hit me with a hammer I swear-

Slashers with a s/o that pampers and loves them before bed

Gender neutral reader - they/them and you is used

Slashers featured - og Michael Myers, Bubba Sawyer, and Jason Vorhees

Michael Myers

It had been a long day for Michael. It was Halloween after all, the one day every year he went out and did… Well you already know all about that.

So when your partner came back home, clothes bloodied and clearly looking exhausted, you knew you had to help. Without saying anything you went to the bathroom and began a hot shower for him. You knew he much preferred showers over baths. But to make it a little extra special you got him a new smelling shampoo, rather than the plain non scented one he had been using. Nothing strong to overwhelm him. But something a little nicer than smelling just like… Well nothing.

“Shower is all ready for you, Michael. Go ahead and leave your clothes outside the door and I’ll get them all washed for you.” You smiled at him. He said nothing, but ruffled your hair as he walked past you, a silent way of saying thanks. After you heard the door shut you gathered up his clothes, spraying them down with all the cleaning products you have (plus a little extra) and tossed them in the wash by themselves. You made the mistake of washing them with your clothes one time. Never again…

While waiting for Michael to get done with his shower you made the bed, smoothing out the blankets. Michael came out of the bathroom soon after you were done, a towel wrapped around his waist and wet hair that you couldn’t help but laugh at. He tilted your head at you and you shook yours back at him. “Nothin, Mikey, don’t worry about it.” You assured. “I think we should head to bed, it’s late and you’ve had a long day.”

He seemed to like that idea, slipping on a pair of boxers and some pumpkin pajama pants that you seemed to think he absolutely needed. He’d never admit it to you, but they were his favorite thing to wear to bed. The two of you got settled in bed, you quickly finding place in Michaels arms as you gently rubbed his back to help his sore muscles. He had to admit, he did feel a lot better now that he was home with you… Oh and I suppose the shower and nice bed helped too, but mostly you. So he expressed his gratitude by gently kissing the top of your head, making you hum in response.

Bubba Sawyer

“Bubba?” You called out for your partner, but got no response back. You quickly made your way around the house in search for him, but when you found him hunched over the couch crying, your heart sank. Quickly you crouched in front of him, lifting his face in your hands to have him look at you. His mask felt rough on your skin, but you never minded it.

“Bubs what’s wrong?” You asked but only got a string of mumbled whimpers and blubbers as you softly brushed his hair with your fingers. He motioned his hand around his face, making you frown as you could guess what was wrong. Some visitors has stumbled onto the property earlier today, and Bubba went and took care of it. And knowing how rude the people that come across any of the Sawyers, but especially Bubba, they definitely made your man feel bad about the way he looks. And that made your blood boil. But they were gone now, so it wasn’t like you could go do anything to them. What you could do was take care of your partner and try and cheer him up.

“Hey hon, how would you feel about a nice warm bath?” You offered him with a soft smile. “Sometimes when I’m upset they help me. And then after that we can go take a nice nap?” You wiped the tears from his cheeks as he nodded into your hands, and lead him towards the bathroom. You made sure the water wasn’t too hot or cold and then turned to Bubba with a gentle look. “Want me to wash your hair for you?” He froze with a beet red face, almost unsure if he should let you. Laughing you kissed the side of his head. “Don’t worry I won’t be lookin atcha like that.” As much as you’d love to fully appreciate your partners body, you knew right now wasn’t the time for that.

Slowly Bubba nodded his head and stripped his clothes once you looked away, slowly dipping himself in the water and giving a small grunt to let you know you could turn around. All you could see was his bare back and messy hair. You made sure to get his hair nice and wet and then began massaging the shampoo into his hair, nails softly scratching his scalp and making him lean his head back against your hand. You made small talk with him to distract him from what upset him. Telling him about your day, what plans you had for the weekend, and other random things. Finally you rinsed the soap out of his hair and turned back around, hand gripping the door.

“I’m gonna go get our bed ready, take your time in here.” You said before leaving the bathroom. The bed was already made but you decided to dig out a new pair of pajamas that you were gonna give to Bubba for his birthday, but perhaps today is a better day to give it to him. Bubba came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around him and hair damp. He went over to the dresser to get some clothes, but stopped when he noticed the pajamas you had placed on the bed. A nice dark blue tank top so he won’t get too hot in the Texas heat, and some shorts that had chickens scattered across them.

Bubba wasted no time getting into the new pajamas and practically tackling you to the bed as he happily squealed and peppered your cheeks with kisses. He seemed to be in a much better mood!

Jason Vorhees

Finally for once in what feels like forever, you and Jason had a day to spend together with no interruptions. Aka, no one crossing in the camp. Which shouldn’t be as common as it is. It isn’t even summer yet!

As the two of you snuggled on the couch watching your movie roll it’s credits, Jason noticed how dark it had gotten outside and tapped your shoulder.

‘It’s late,’ he signed. ‘We should get settled down.’ A yawn escaping your lips let him know that you agreed.

Jason went into your shared bedroom to go make the bed, meanwhile you decided the run him a warm bath. Jason noticed you hadn’t followed him and found you in the bathroom running the water.

“Thought a warm bath would be nice for you.” You smiled up at him. ‘If I smell you could have just said-‘ he began signing which made you laugh.

“No no you don’t smell!” You said between laughs, turning off the faucet. “It’s just a good way for you to relax your muscles. Besides after all the work you do around here to make sure we’re safe it’s the least I can do,” You gentle massaged his shoulders before then exiting the bathroom and shutting the door behind you. “Just don’t get so relaxed you fall asleep in there!” You jokingly shouted from behind the closed door

You decided to get Jason’s pajamas laid out on the bed for him and went to the bookshelf and grabbed the book you two had been reading together.

Jason didn’t take long in the bath, and when he came out and saw you laying underneath the covers with the book in hand his eyes lit up. You could just tell he was smiling underneath his mask. Quickly he slipped into the pajamas you had laid out for him and slipped under the covers, snuggling up close to you.

“Gotta take your mask off, Jason.” You softly spoke as you gently took it off his face and set it down on the nightstand besides him. “It’s not good for you to sleep in.” Pressing a soft kiss against his nose, making his chest shake in a small giggle fit as he smiled down at you. The two of you stayed snuggled up, as you read only a short chapter before noticing Jason had fallen asleep. It was slightly difficult to get the lamp turned off with Jason’s arms wrapped around your waist, but you managed.

#slasher x reader #halloween #og michael myers #og michael x reader #michael myers #michael myers x reader #jason vorhees x reader #jason vorhees #friday the 13th x reader #friday the 13th #bubba sawyer x reader #bubba sawyer #texaschainsawxreader #texas chainsaw massacre #cannibals writing requests #request #horror movie x reader #horror movies #horror movie

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scarletembers04 · 1 year

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I will never get over the way Michael bursts down the closet door in the first movie it’s so fucking attractive like I’m sorry but if I was Laurie I would have fucking folded I’d let him do whatever he wanted to me

#whoreposting #michael myers #halloween 1978 #michael myers x reader #slasher fucker #og michael myers #og michael x reader #mr Myers please just one chance is all I’m asking

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🌹Loving Michael🥀

Chapter 5

Link to all chapters so far: https://www.tumblr.com/slasherhoe87/711619549600137216/loving-michael?source=share

OG Michael Myers x Fem Reader/You

WARNINGS: Slight mentions of the Spectrum from a characters uneducated in such matters

"And who is this handsome young fella?" asked your mom as she smiled brightly at Michael.

Suddenly nervous and unsure you twiddle your fingers (a nervous tick of yours) while trying to figure out how to explain Michael to your mom. You had thought about what you were going to say over and over in your head for hours, but of course when push came to shove all your thoughts got flung out of the window.

Michael stepped forward and put a comforting hand on your lower back. Holy cow is he sure stepping up or what. With a little boost to your confidence thanks to Michael's subtle show of support you smile at your mom and sweep your hand up towards Michael.

"Mom.... this is Mikey. Mikey Myles. Mikey, this is my mom, Cornelia. But everyone calls her Cora"

Michael extends his hand to your mom and they shake in greeting.

"Mikey is my boyfriend mom. We've been living together for a while now and we... just couldn't part from one another - I hope you don't mind. I know I should've told you beforehand but I was really scared of what you might say" you ramble out, your words fumbling over one another.

Your mom releases Michael's hand and instead pulls him into a big hug "Oh! Well I sure am surprised I'll tell you what!"

"Welcome Mikey, I'm so pleased to meet you. And you left everything behind in Haddonfield for my y/n? I can tell you're a gem already"

Your mom gave you a look to say that the both of you will be discussing this issue soon but her warmth towards Michael was genuine. You have never met a more kinder nor genuine person than your mom - ever.

Michael stood silent as a rock - eyes wide and staring like a deer in the headlights. You could tell he was extremely unsure and uncomfortable. No doubt the motherly love your mom was showing towards him was very overwhelming.

"Uh mom... Mikey has a... hard time interacting with people. He is easily overwhelmed and finds it difficult to communicate. He was also in an accident a few years back which damaged his vocal cords so speaking is painful for him" you internally grimaced at how easily and quickly you could lie.

Living with Michael gave you tons of practice.

Your mom noticed the large scar across part of his throat and neck and gasped before pulling him for another quick hug.

"Oh you poor boy!" she said, worry lacing her words.

A cold gust of wind swept past the three of you and your mom gestured for you all to bring in the luggage and get yourselves settled in your old bedroom while she makes some snacks and tea.

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Up in your old bedroom you had Michael sit at the foot of the double bed while you stood between his thighs, your forearms resting on his broad shoulders while your hands gently cupped his neck. You kissed the top of his head and he looked up at you.

"Thank you Michael. You're doing so well baby. I know my mom can be overwhelming and you handled it well. I'm so proud of you" you praised him knowing that interacting with people in any way other than killing them was tremendously emotionally overwhelming for your lover.

He nuzzled his head against your belly and squeezed your ass. You giggled and stepped away from him while turning towards the door. "Get the rest of your things packed out. I'll go help mom with the snacks"

You made your way down the stairs and into the kitchen where your mom was making a few assorted small sandwiches.

"Hey mom" you say softly. "Anything I can help with?

She smiles up you and places the sandwiches on a large plate.

"Just sit and relax hon, you had a long drive"

You take a seat on the stool by the kitchen island and place your chin in your hand.

"How is dad? When can we go see him?"

Your mom sighs as she pours the water from the kettle into the teapot. "He's stable and can leave in a few days but he'll never be the same again. He won't be able to speak again and has lost his ability to use his limbs" she says as she looks out of the window, sadness overtaking her usually joyful features. "This is why I needed you back, I cannot handle such a large man on my own hon"

"How did this happen?" you ask as your eyes misted over. You always remembered your dad as a big jolly guy always up for adventure and new experiences and to think of him now wheelchair-bound and unable to speak.. it was devastating.

"His blood pressure. I kept telling him all that greasy fast food he enjoyed so much during his lunch breaks at work would kill him but he never listened" she clapped her hands together and walked towards you. "But, unfortunately for everyone involved it is what it is and we're just going to have to deal with this. We'll pull through, together, as a family. We always do"

She motioned for you to bring the sandwiches to the living room coffee table while she brought the tea tray.

"Now, tell me all about Mikey! Why didn't you tell us about him? How long has your relationship been going on for? Is it as serious as it seems to be?" your mom fired off while pouring herself some tea.

You laugh and sit back against the sofa, crossing your legs. "Woah mom, one question at a time"

You sigh and groan internally wondering where to start. "Well, we've been together for 2 years and 4 months - but Mikey moved in with me a little after the 4 month period"

Your mom's eyes bug out and she nearly drops her teacup. "2 years! And he moved in with you only after 4 months?! Y/n I can see why'd you be afraid to tell us. Normally I'd give you the benefit of the doubt but after what happened with Corey don't you think it was a little too soon?"

You cringe and internally shiver at hearing Corey's name. You absolutely did not want to think about him right now, or ever to be honest.

You lean forward and grab a cookie and begin to nibble on it. "Yeah, it was quick mom. The whole start of the relationship was a whirlwind but mom.. when you know, you know. Mikey is it for me. I feel safe with him, protected, loved, cherished and though he can be difficult to live with and understand sometimes due to his issues he has shown nothing but love and warmth towards me. There is no one else for me mom"

Your mom studies you for a moment before smiling again. "I know that look. Its the same one I have when thinking and speaking of your father" she seemed pleased and settled back down against the sofa. "I am incredibly happy for your honey. I know that your previous relationship damaged you in all ways possible. I truly hope you don't go down the same route with Mikey"

Your eyes shift to the floor, dark memories clawing at your mind and heart. You take a sip of your tea and will the feelings and memories away. That is all in the past and you intend to keep those memories dead and buried where they belong.

"Does Mikey work?" mom asks as she takes a bite of her sandwich.

Oh boy... had your mom been any other mother this would have been another strike against Michael. You are so incredibly grateful to have parents like your own. Such good people.

"No, mom. I'm the sole breadwinner. Mikey's issues make it difficult for him to interact with people for prolonged periods of time"

Your mom tilts her head slightly as she sips on her tea. "Is he on the spectrum hon? Does he have any personality disorders? that could explain it... has he been diagnosed?"

Well shit. What do you say now? Although... this was a good question to be honest. Did Loomis ever test Michael for such things?"

"We don't know mom. I don't believe he's ever been tested for such things"

Just as you finish speaking Michael appears around the corner from the staircase and walks silent as ever into the living room.

"Mikey!" your mom greets as she stands and motions for Michael to sit next to you and fill up on snacks and tea.

Michael sits down next to you, your thighs touching. You lean forward and place a few sandwiches and a two cookies on a plate for him before pouring him some tea.

As you and your mom continued to chat about the family and what everyone had been up to while you were living in Haddonfield Michael's thoughts were revolving around one name: Corey.

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Short chapter. Chapter 6 (which will be longer) will be up soon.

#michael myers #michael myers x you #michael myers x y/n #michael myers x reader #og michael myers #og michael x reader #halloween #slashers #slasher fic #slashers x you #slasher x you #slashers x reader #slasher x reader #slasher fucker #slasher community

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Tumblrs Sexy Slasher Showdown!

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baneswood-sins · 1 year

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Michael Myers x Male!reader: Post Kill Fucking (1.9k)

MINORS DNI!

anon requested another Michael fic and I was happy to oblige. Enjoy :) This time it's the original 1978 Michael!

You were doing dishes when the feeling of being watched prickled at the back of your neck. You didn’t have to turn around to know he was there, staring at you.

“Good evening, Michael,” you told him, not turning around as you scrubbed a plate clean. There was no verbal response, not that you expected one, but you could hear his boots, purposefully loud, moving across the linoleum floor of your kitchen. You looked over your shoulder, finally, and caught him caging you against the counter. He was a bloody mess, but thank god, wasn’t tracking blood in on the floor, so at least he’d taken care to clean off his work boots before coming home.

“Don’t you want to wash up?” you asked. You were…getting used to his nightly extracurriculars, but that didn’t mean you liked seeing him smeared with gore, fresh from a kill. It reminded you that what you were doing was most definitely earning you a special spot in hell. Well, if it existed, you hoped your cell was put right next to his.

He, apparently, did not want to wash up, instead pressing up against you, his front flush with your back, the bulge of his cock pressing into your ass. It wasn’t unusual for Michael to come home from a kill horny, but this was the first time he’d ignored your suggestion of getting clean before wanting to get down and dirty with you. You turned back to your dishes, smiling even as your cock twitched in your jeans. Nothing turned you on faster than an aroused and desperate Michael.

“Can I finish my chores, first?” you asked, knowing the answer already. Unsurprisingly, the answer was a resounding no, as he manhandled you against the wall to your left, pinning you there with a bloody hand on your neck. God, his hands were drenched in the coppery-smelling gore, had he ripped someone apart with his bare hands? Michael pressed close again, rocking his hips against yours, grinding his cock into your abdomen due to your height difference. You met his eyes in the bright light of your kitchen, one milky blue and sightless, the other dark and entirely fixed on you, hungry. The way he was watching you, desperate and wanting, sent heat shooting straight to your guts.

Fuck, he was magnificent, and he was yours. His hand on your neck squeezed, not hard enough to cut off air, but enough to make you lightheaded and wanting. Your hands reached up, and he tracked the movement with his eyes as you rolled up his mask until his perfect, full lips were exposed. The fact that he trusted you to touch his mask was not lost on you. He pushed closer immediately, his lips demanding against yours. He trapped you against the wall with his hands and his body, all teeth and tongue as he kissed you, dragging his teeth over your bottom lip, nipping at the sensitive flesh. You moaned into his mouth and he swallowed down your noises like he was starving for them. His hand crossed from your neck into your hair, catching in the strands and yanking your head back with a grip just this side of painful. His lips trailed down your jaw to your neck, biting and sucking marks into the bloodstained flesh.

“Michael,” you moaned out, and were greeted with an answering noise, a gravelly groan from somewhere in the back of the man’s throat. It was undeniably an attractive sound. His free hand slipped down your stomach, staining your shirt with blood in its quest to get in your pants. He undid the button one-handed and reached in to wrap his fingers around the length of your dick. You sucked in a sharp breath as you felt his blood-sticky fingers stroke you, hand engulfing your cock. You were on the better side of average, decently thick, but his hands were large and broad and perfect around you. Michael’s mouth came back to yours, tongue thrusting in your mouth as he jacked you off, smearing blood on your cock.

You decided to return the favor, hands reaching to undo the zip on his boilersuit and draw it down until you could reach in and wrap your hand around him. He pushed his hips into your grip when you did, hunching over you as he peppered your lips with messy, open-mouthed kisses. Like this, it was easy to remember that he was just as young as you were, with the desperate hormones of any young man. It just so happened that he was often tempered by the urge to murder instead of fuck, like most other men his age.

You had barely started stroking him, fingers barely meeting around the girth of his cock, before he was leading you by the hair over to the counter and shoving you over it, stomach pressed to the laminate countertop. He was immediately behind you, radiating heat like a furnace. His hand was back on your neck, pressing you down to the counter while his other hand forced your jeans and boxers down around your knees. You wriggled out of them, managing to get one leg free so you could spread your legs more, much to Michael’s pleasure. He rocked his cock against the cleft of your ass, making you suck in a breath. Hopefully, he knew better than to go in dry. He seemed to think about it for a second, his cockhead slipping past your tight hole, but changed his mind, thankfully sparing both of you the pain and discomfort of that much dry friction.

Instead, he was reaching over to your knife block, withdrawing a sharp-looking butcher’s knife that he often stole from you. It disappeared behind your back where you could no longer see it, but you could certainly feel it as Michael dragged it down your spine, the razor-sharp blade cutting into your flesh. You could feel the tickling sensation of blood welling up in the wake of the blade, and moaned as Michael’s fingers dipped into it, wetting them with your life’s essence.

Those bloody fingers traced a path down your spine until they reached your ass, and you realized what he was planning on doing. “You know, you could have just grabbed the lube,” you told him. He said nothing, but his fingers nudged at your hole, spreading your blood and the blood of an unfortunate victim around the tight ring of muscle before he was pushing in two fingers. You sucked in a breath at the stretch—Michael’s fingers were much larger than yours, and two at once rivaled the girth of some of your smaller toys. He didn’t waste time, coating your insides with blood as he kissed the length of your back, lapping at the wound he’d made. He tongued the cut, his saliva making it burn and tingle. It felt delicious, and you moaned, rocking back against him to feel the line of his leaking cock against you.

Michael’s squeezed your neck, grounding you as he slipped another finger inside, stretching you out. He sought out your prostate, fingers curling against your inner walls until your whined, reedy, your back arching as your cock dripped precome helplessly trapped between you and the counter. “Fuck me, Michael,” you urged, rocking back into his hand, and he bit you in response, his teeth digging into the meat of your shoulder. His fingers withdrew from you, and you could hear the slick sounds of him stroking his cock from behind you before you felt the thick head of his dick press against your stretched asshole. He wait for your say-so, instead pushing in in one smooth thrust that had you moaning, drawn out and shaky.

Unfortunately, he also didn’t give you time to adjust, fucking you with an almost feral intensity, one that drove your hipbones into the countertop until you were sure you were going to be bruised and sore. He was leaning over you, panting in your ear, His lips and teeth on your neck next to his hand. His other hand came back with the knife, drawing it against your ribs until you were whining helplessly, eyes rolling back in your head at the heady mix of pleasure-pain.

He stretched you so well, jabbed past your prostate with every inward piston of his hips. It made your cock jump and twitch, ignored by both of you as you scrabbled at the countertop to try and find leverage to force yourself back to meet his thrusts. You felt something coiling in your gut, hot and heavy and writhing like a living thing. You gasped and panted for air as he dug his teeth into your neck, traced the cut down your back with his tongue. Michael’s hips were erratic, slamming into your ass with unchecked ferocity. The knife had left your ribs, and your consciousness for the moment, but it came crashing back down as he drove it into the countertop not an inch from your nose. Something about the sight of the bloodied blade, how close he’d come to punching through your skull with it, sent you over the edge because you were coming untouched, cum splattering your kitchen cabinets and you shook and moaned your way through it. Michael followed you over the edge in the next breath, a breathy, deep moan echoing in your ear as he fucked into you deep and held himself there with rocking, grinding thrusts as he spilled his seed deep in your guts.

You were still for a few moments, panting, reaching desperately for your composure. Behind you, Michael was still as a statue, the only signs of life his panting breaths as they tapered off into his usual steady breathing. You sucked in air, wincing as he pulled back until his softening cock slipped from your ass. The sting was bearable, but the sensation of his cum dripping from your used hole was not something you enjoyed.

“Now we both have to clean up,” you informed him, grabbing him by the arm and leading him down the hallway, only slightly limping. He didn’t try to break your grip, docile in the wake of his orgasm as you maneuvered the two of you into your master bathroom. “I’m in the mood for a bath,” you informed him conversationally as you worked the knobs of the large tub, letting the water heat up before you inserted the stopper. You could feel him staring at your exposed ass the whole time, your jeans and underwear lying, forgotten, in the kitchen. You turned, arching a brow at him. He’d rolled his mask back down, but you could feel the way he was smirking, filled with the masculine pride that came from marking what was his. You rolled your eyes, stripping off the rest of your clothes and toeing off your socks before you stepped into the tub, the water perfectly scalding against your sore, tingling skin. “Aren’t you going to join me?” you asked, watching him stand there. He stared for a moment longer before he let his boilersuit drop to the ground, reaching down to untie his work boots and kick off his pants and boxers. Last to go was his undershirt, revealing the scarred, muscled lines of his chest.

You licked your lips, arousal stirring again. As he slipped into the bath behind you, body bracketing yours, you wondered if you could draw him into another round. From the way his hands immediately came around you, feeling the lean muscle and fat of your chest, that was probably a yes.

Maybe you could get used to him coming home post-kill.

#michael myers x you #michael myers x reader #slasher imagines #slashers x reader #baneswood writes #ask to tag #halloween 1978 #original michael myers #og michael x reader

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heavybrainrot · 2 years

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𝘏𝘌𝘈𝘋𝘊𝘈𝘕𝘖𝘕𝘚 ❗️❗️

𝘔𝘐𝘊𝘏𝘈𝘌𝘓 𝘔𝘠𝘌𝘙𝘚 𝘐𝘕 𝘈 𝘙𝘌𝘓𝘈𝘛𝘐𝘖𝘕𝘚𝘏𝘐𝘗 🔪

🫶🏻

- in the beginning of the relationship it is definitely very hard

- he obviously doesn’t have a clue what a relationship is supposed to look like

- he only knows from what movies and shows tell him but of course he’d be too awkward to try anything

- no one really officially calls it a relationship but you both know it’s something more

- don’t expect him to verbally ask you to be his because it’s not going to happen

- plus you kinda are already his when he decided to spare you sorry i don’t make the rules y/n 🤷🏻‍♀️

- he really doesn’t react when you actually call him your partner he just kinda 🧍🏻‍♂️

- don’t expect any sort of loving gesture or affection

- BUT he would start leaving small finds around the house though just don’t bring it up to him because he will stop just appreciate it and move on

Getting comfortable 🫶🏻

- It’s going to take michael a loooong time to get physically and emotionally comfortable

- physically sooner than emotionally

- if you start being touchy too soon he would definitely get defensive

- nothing bad but he will swat your hand anyway or scoot over if you sit too close

- you definitely have to be slow with it and make sure he knows you mean no harm

- the more he gets used to your touch the more he craves it

- we all know this man is touched starved

- the longer in the relationship the more clingy he will become

- invades your personal space every chance he gets but hey i won’t complain 🫡

- i definitely believe mikey would be more verbal when he is 100% comfortable with you

- not like talking 24/7 but i definitely think you’d get a sentence or two out of him one day

- or maybe a small response to a question you had

- definitely hums in response most of the time

Michael is definitely a possessive person it’s for sure toxic at first but as time goes by he loosens up just a tad bit but he still going to be the same.

overall michael isn’t going to be some god sent partner but he is showing you the best love in his own strange way ❤️‍🩹

#michael myers #halloween 1978 #og michael x reader #michael myers fluff #michael myers x reader #halloween #fanfic writing #fiction #fic writing

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Am I the only one that will literally be in my own head all day and just fantasize about if life was real with these slashers ? especially at night, Like I literally will lay down for bed and so many scenarios will pop into my head and I will interact with things in my head like it's real just me living in my own fantasy world? Am I the psycho or freak show 😏🫶🏿🤪

#michael myers #slasher community #slasher fucker #halloween ends #slasher x you #og michael x reader #slasher x reader #slasher horror #corey cunningham #fantasy #corey cunningham images #corey cunningham x reader #SoundCloud

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grooveydrew · 1 year

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Michael Myers x Female Reader

Warning

~The following contains hard-core sex and BDSM including Spanking and knife play. Read at your own risk~

October 31, 2022

Halloween night, Michael's favorite night, the roads were filled of giddy children who laughed and screamed, the wind as usual was blowing and the scent of marshmallows and burning wood filled the air, you had been anxiously waiting for this day, because today you get to show off your slutty little costume you'd bought. You slipped into the short skirt and fishnet stocking, laced up your corset and put on heels, you smirked at yourself in the mirror and walked down the stairs ready to go to the party you'd been invited to. However, Peepaw Myers took one look at you and stood infront of the door blocking you from leaving. He didn't approve of all that skin showing, all his skin. You got annoyed and told him to get the hell out of the way but he just stared down at you and didn't move. So you started to head for the back door. He grabbed your wrist and dragged you to his recliner, poor peepaw had to use a special recliner for those old ass bones. He he made you bend over his knee. You gasped and looked back at him" I'm not a child Michael!" You tried to stand but he held you there pinning your wrist onto your back and used his thighs to hold you in place he looked at your ass for a minute and pulled out his knife, he gently slid it over your clothes pussy making you shiver and whine, he slid the knife between the holes of the stocking and cut them." What the hell Michael!? These weren't fucking cheap you ass-" you were cut off byba swift and hard swat to your ass with made you cry out. He watched as the red hand print formed on your bare cheek. He began to swat your ass over and over each smack rougher then the last, he enjoyed listening to your cries and begs and didn't stop, he made sure you'd rember this for awhile. He swats your thighs and upper backside making sure it was all and even pretty red shade, he rubbed your sore ass and noticed your panties were soaked, he began to rub you through your panties making your cries turn to little moans. He yanked them down roughly and took his knife rubbing the cold metal on your ass, he looked down at you seeing fear in your eyes, he liked that fear. He began to make cuts on your ass and watched the blood ball up and dribble down your ass and thighs, you let out whines and groans from the feeling of your skin being sliced open. He carved Mikey into your back side and let you up to put you in a corner like a child. You cried and listed listed the sound of his coveralls dripping to the ground, you bit your lip knowing what wss coming next as he grabbed ahold of your hip with ine hand the other hand guided his hard cock to ypur wet pussy and rubbed it gently before slamming into you. You choked out a moan, he grabbed a ball of hair and began to slam into you sloppily, he made grunts under his mask. Your chest fell out of your corset and began to slap together catching hid attention, he grips them tightly in his huge rough hands and flicked your nubs resting his head into your neck. Your legs began to shake, you felt like falling as his cock slammed against your womb. The sound of skin slapping together filling the house and your moans most certainly could be heard from outside. He finally pulled out and came on your thighs and fixed your costume, he let you go to the party with smeared makeup messy hair and a bruised and bloody bottom with his names carved into it.

I apologize for any weird spelling or errors my phone is very broken atm but I couldn't miss pee paws special day♥︎ Happy Halloween 🎃

#slashers #slasher community #slasher movies #happy halloween #halloween #og michael x reader #micheal myers #og michael myers

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thestarfishinjootsoffice · 1 year

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Hi!! Can i request Hannibal and any other slasher of your choice with a child reader that gets scared and intimidated by a bully so reader hides themselves behind the slashers back in fear? :) ♥️

YEEEAAAAHHHHHHHHH LET'S GO.

Requests not open currently! I am only trying to empty my inbox!

Hannibal

Took you outside to your favourite place while he was chatting with others parents, and lo and behold a bully coming after you. Getting scared you scurried off to your father's back.

First instinct was to baby you.

When he sees the scared look on your face he asks what's wrong. After speaking about your concerns he takes you somewhere else.

He doesn't know about what to do about the kid since well... It's a kid. but gives you *psychological* advice. Proud smirk as he watches you use his advice on your poor bully slowly crumble under you.

'My child is gonna grow up just like me' is what he thinks.

You two probably got yelled at by the kid's mom but he doesn't hear anything, do you?👀

Gave you ice cream after that.

Michael

He was watching over you behind the trees near your school as usual. And he spotted a big child come over to you and try to scare you.

Unfortunately it worked and you ran over to your 'dad'.

He wanted to squeeze you so badly out of cuteness when you saw you huddled against his leg so adorably. But he mustn't forget about your bully.

Being the good father he is he gave you his knife then gestured his hand in a way as you can only call it stabbing.

Then he pointed at the child who was already afraid as he witness the whole interaction and was so close to wetting himself. Only when you started walking towards him did he run and scream.

When you turned to look at him he wanted to give you two thumbs up enthusiastically. But ofc he has to keep up that apathetic bad bitch reputation.

Takes the knife away from you then gives you small head pat then disappears.

Don't ask me why I add Michael in everything

#nbc hannibal #mads mikkelsen hannibal #hannibal lecter #hannibal #hannibal lecter x reader #nbc hannibal x reader #hannibal x child reader #hannibal x child!reader #og michael myers #michael myers x you #rz michael myers #michael myers x reader #og michael x reader #michael myers x y/n

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lol hi again!! again i absolutely love ur writing it makes me very happy hehehe i was wondering if you could do a HC of og michael and/or peepaw myers with an s/o that talks in their sleep!!! whenever i have a sleepover i’m always told i talk a lot when i’m sleeping 💔😅 i’m wondering how he would take it 🤔🤔

MICHAEL MYERS

WHEN HIS S/O TALKS

IN THEIR SLEEP

CONTENT;

og Michael Myers - Peepaw Michael Myers

Tw: Michael. Just- him and his mean ass attitude

A/N: hiiiiii! Thank you so so much for the request. I love when people ask for this type of "every day" things specially if I can use it to bully this stinky stabby man. I love him and I want to fight him at the same time. Anyhow, enjoy^^

OG MICHAEL:

Is there something that doesn't end in you fighting for your life with this man? Probably no, yeah no.

In his defence you kept calling him in your sleep and talking smack at the ungodly hour of 3am

He was still awake but mentally he was resting and you were being mad DISRESPECTFUL

When you said his name the first time he just assumed you were talking to him

He should've notice you weren't since you weren't even looking at him but he is a himbo, an aggressive one but a himbo nonetheless

He snapped his head towards you to listen for what you were saying

And there you were, talking about THE Michael Myers like that

My man was flabbergasted

Then everything you were saying started to make less and less sense and that's when he realised you were sleep talking

That doesn't mean you don't deserve to be punished for your offence

How dares your subconscious, THE AUDACITY OF YOUR SLEEPING BRAIN

he's gonna smack your face with a pillow so hard that it should be considered murder attempt

AND SINCE THIS FUCKIN BITCH THINKS HE'S SO HILARIOUS AS SOON AS YOU WAKE UP HE PRETENDS TO BE ASLEEP

no fucking shame, no remorse no nothing

He chose violence everyday of his life, what makes you think he's not gonna take the same option with you

If you're one of those people who spills your own secrets while sleeping then he's not gonna stop your talking.

If it's something embarrassing he will mess with you by making you think he knows about it

Like doing things that have obviously something to do with your secret but at soon as you ask him about it he acts like he knows nothing

Bro is having the time of his life

If it's something personal or something that is worrying you ecc he's gonna use the information to subtly help you about it

Maybe you're stressed about something so the next day he starts to be surprisingly helpful and less harsh with you

Or if it's someone the problem that someone is not gonna be alive when you wake up

PEEPAW MYERS:

I think that for peepaw to notice you talking in your sleep should be one of those rare nights he comes back after you've gone to sleep

Otherwise he's sleeping too

And guess what guess what

HE TALKS IN HIS SLEEP TOO

Sometimes is something serious other times is just mumbling or saying your name

You two are really out there having whole ass conversations without even knowing

The reason for him to be sleep talking is because when he's around you he doesn't feel that need to be always on edge about everything. He like really relaxes and allows himself to rest properly

That's how much he trusts you

If you catch it don't tell him anything cause he would either stop sleeping, sleep somewhere else or both

If he finds out you sleep talk he will probably stay up to listen what you're saying

Unlike his younger self peepaw is not necessarily going to be mean to you if you're talking about him

He might find it amusing. The fact that even when you're asleep his in your mind 24/7 is just something that makes him feel really great for some reason

If there's anything you say that has to do with things your worried about or something that is making you restless he might just like hold your hand or hold you close to make you feel better

Next morning he's going to ask you about it. Unlike og mikey, peepaw is not going to be subtle at all and if something is upsetting you he wants to know it

If it's some embarrassing shit you're going to get a lot of amused stares and you could swear you can see a small 🤏🏻 (this small) smirk

You can actually get to know a lot of Michael by listen to what he says while he's asleep

Unfortunately the most serious stuff is like really sad

He be ruining the vibes with his sad old man talk bro

Maybe he talks about loomis, on rare occasions he says something about his sisters

If you don't feel comfortable invading like that his privacy just wake him up

If you do wake him up you can either tell him that he was talking or just find some excuse

If you do tell him he was sleep talking, and you want to prevent him distancing himself, just tell him he was saying something personal and you didn't want to overstep his boundaries

He's gonna appreciate that so so much and he will find a way to show you how much that means to him

If you want to be bad and do crime just listen to it i guess? Obv don't mention any of it or you could end up well…not dead but close

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itsfuntobeavampiree · 1 year

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I'm going through a really bad break up right now is it okay if you write slashers comforting reader during breakup? Maybe give some tips to move eon cause it hurts si bad I didn't know someone could feel this hirt

Aw poor you :( hope things get better!<3

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Contains: brahms heelshire,OGMichael myers, RZmichael myers, Stu macher, Billy loomis.

Slashers when S/O is going through a breakup

Brahms heelshire

I mean he would try to comfort you but in his head he's so happy because now he can have you too himself! But then his thoughts would be interrupted by your sobbing. 'Poor baby' he thinks

He'll let you cry into his chest while he rubs circles on your back whispering reassuring words. "Shhh it's ok y/n, don't let this break up bring you down"

After like a week and your still sobbing your eyes out in bed and brahms doesn't know what to do because he doesn't know how to care for himself he tries his best to think of an idea to try and make you feel better. He rummages in the kitchen cupboards to make you a nice snack, he goes through the bathrooms to get you tissues and gives you his pillows for extra and his duvet for more comfort. He knocks on your door and waddles in with all the items, you giggle a little before helping him with the stuff. "B-brahms what's all this?" You sniff but he pushes you over to the bed. He lays everything out and lies you down before he himself shuffles in. He hears you cry again and he thinks he failed. "Oh no brahms I'm just crying because this is so sweet" you mumbled as he relaxes and cuddles up to you.

After a week or two you settle down and try to move forward and he's by your side every second of the day. Not much of a change for him though lol.

OG Michael myers

Even though this mans stiff as a board he'll still awkwardly wrap his arms around you.

He'll try his best to reassure you through expressions. As much as he would love to say something he just can't which you understand.

"M-mikey do you think they keft ne because i was clingy!?" You cry into his shoulder, he shakes his head violently and tightens his grip on you.

He tries to distract you after a while by giving you some candy he admits he 'bought' and just sits there when you need a cuddle buddy.

RZ Michael myers

....do...do you want him to kill them for you??? Like what do you want. He just associates everything with murder, if you mention any name even he's asking you if you want the person dead. He's very comforting as you can tell.

He's a bit different to OG, he wouldn't be as tense like if you dive into his arms be sure to be scooped up.

He gives you real stern looks when you start blaming yourself like 'wtf?don't say that!'

Makes you a mask to take your mind off things and it surprisingly helps. After he gives it you become more interested in it and forget what you were crying about.

Stu macher

"Aw damn dude....wanna like watch scary movies or something?" Why was he the first person you thought of telling? Nobody knows but hey if your looking for a good time,HEY! Not sex dipshit, than he's your man.

Would have to er.....go walk his goldfish for a bit so yk....don't look at the news.

"Woah don't worry man! It happens but don't go kicking yourself around about it" he says with a goofy grin while he harshly pats your back like the bro he is.

He would buy a cake mix so you two can just bake and cry cause after all that you'll have something sweet to eat. Think of it as a reward, you let all your problems come crying out and at the end you'll have something edible!

Billy loomis

"Oh really? Who's the dick head who'd breakup with you?" He'd try to playfully flirt but at that moment you'd want nothing to do with love and just angrily stare at him for already hitting on you. He'd scold him self and gives you a well needed hug

"You know...breakups aren't that bad, sometimes they lead into a massive glow up" he'd say proudly thinking he's doing gods work but when you reply with a " Wait you think I need a glow up? Omg maybe that's why they left me I'm so ugly and they were jsut desperate and-" he covers your mouth gently and shakes his head violently realising that between him and stu neither of them and smart when it comes to comforting.

Decides that a nice stroll would clear you mind so he gets you a jacket and shoes and takes you out side. He offers his arm out so you could link arms which you did. Obvs, incase someone you know sees you and you need something to hide you puffed up face.

"Stay here ok?" He says as he walks into a shop and cones out with a slushee just for you and a bag full of goodies for when you get home.

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