#michael myers x NB reader

[guttedwhxre]

─ 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐌 ❞ michael a. myers (nsft ver.)

finally, my michael myers ns ft headcanons <3

tw: nothing!

author's notes: lmk if you think there's anything i should tag! enjoy!!

michael is a very impatient lover. which is a stark contrast to how he is usually, michael can wait for just about anything; but he can never wait to get his hands on you.

be prepared to get tossed around like a ragdoll. michael doesn’t really have any consideration for how you might feel in certain positions at first, so be sure to tell him if something is uncomfortable. just like with anything else, tell him gently and firmly what you don’t like, and he’ll comply. unlike with most other things though, you’d probably have to tell him a few times before he actually listened. 

at first, michael’s not the most generous lover. you’ve got to tell him, or even better, show him the ideal way to please you. seeing your pleasured face or hearing your breathy moans will be enough to spur him on to learn more. 

teach michael to give you head. it’s the best idea you may ever have. the way his broad tongue laves over your sex, the way his lips close around you - it’s frustrating when he doesn’t listen for sake of his own curiosity, but, he’ll make it worth your while. 

both RZ and ‘78 michael are on the larger side - 6.7/7.5 in. depending on your preferred michael. (RZ 7.5 in, ‘78 6.7 in)

not aware of how his girth may hurt you, so lube is a must! be generous about it. 

like seriously, with how rough michael gets you could tear/bleed so a nearly insane amount of lube is a must. 

the position michael is most fond of is missionary, he likes watching you writhe. 

definitely the type to take you when and where he wants. it’s not unusual to see him trailing after you on the streets, initiating a game of hide and seek - only to herd you into an alley and proceed to fuck the shit out of you.

super affectionate for about 5 minutes post-coitus. every time, like clockwork - he’ll be kissing you, holding you close, squeezing you half to death and near purring; then all of a sudden he’s back to normal. gives you whiplash! 

doesn’t mean there’s no aftercare though! after gentle guidance on it he’ll always bring you whatever you ask afterward, let you lay against his broad chest as you come down. after you’re all taken care of, michael takes a little bit of time to himself, his own preferred method of aftercare. he typically stays in the house but behind closed doors, or away from your eyesight. you’re not entirely sure what he does but he seems to need it, so you leave him be. 

on another note…interrupt him and he’ll be very, very upset. after living with you michael begins to understand what boundaries are and how they’re important - so when you violate his, especially repeatedly, well, don’t expect to come out totally unharmed. 

michael won’t have sex with you until he’s comfortable taking his mask off. it’ll be like dominos, almost! he takes off his mask then uh-oh you’re bent over the kitchen counter, taking him to his balls. (this may be where you discover how badly you need lube

he’s not much of a masturbater, so he’ll be pretty pent-up most days. you can introduce him to masturbation as a form of relief of course, but he’ll always prefer to relieve himself in you. or on you. 

he’s not initially super kinky, but introduce him to a few things and michael will do some research on his own, find out what he really enjoys! finds out some of the things he already likes are kinks and is very, very pleased. 

while it’s not often, occasionally michael will prefer to submit. you can tell by his body language of course, leaning into you, letting you pet him, laying over your lap and staring up at you with softened blue eyes. take these opportunities, as they don’t come often! (i can prolly go into depth on another post…lmk <3)

loves folding you in half during missionary, he likes to watch as you squirm and try to tell him that you don't bend that way - and delight when he makes you anyway.

definitely the type to wake you up with sex, whether it means he comes in after you've gone to bed one night and he's still a little pent up from his kills, or if he wakes up first in the morning and doesn't want to deal with his morning wood all by himself. that's what you're here for!

michael, all in all, loves you and your body. even if he’s a dick sometimes, he does! he’s yours to keep, and you’re his to fuck.

you’re sleeping, so so peacefully. the bed is nice and warm, your sheets are clean - you’re vaguely aware of how at peace you are and drift back into a deep sleep. sometime later you begin to stir, confused as to why the bed is rocking. and you feel so funny - “oh!” you squeak, suddenly incredibly aware of how close you are to cumming. michael is on top of you, his cock dragging against your walls as he pushes in and out, his eyes rolled into the back of his head. your legs are somehow behind your head, your boyfriend pressing you into the bed with his hips, his arms keeping your legs trapped against your torso. “michael,” you whisper, and he’s snapped back to reality. eyes landing on your face, you can see his lips begin to quirk up into a smirk. his hips begin to slam into you harder, pushing you over the edge as you finish all over him. pleased, the brunet leans down to press a kiss to your lips, nuzzling against your cheek as he chases his finish.

xoxo, babe 💋

#michael myers #michael myers x y/n #michael myers x you #michael myers x reader #halloween (1978) #halloween (2007) #slasher imagine #slasher headcanons #slasher imagines #slasher x reader #slasher x you #slasher x y/n #nb reader #michael myers x nb reader #horror #horror x reader #horror x you #horror x y/n #michael myers headcanon #nsft

[writing-good-vibes]

ahhh so this isn't an announcement or anything, but i just wanted to post !!

i know i haven't written so much lately, and i think subconsciously i was trying to avoid a burnout episode, which i think has worked a little bit (to the surprise of me and everyone else lol) !! also just in my life i've been up and down a lot emotionally so focusing on writing has been difficult.

while i have fics i will be finishing (and others i wants to start lol), i feel like having a casual little ask box session, so feel free to send some asks about the usual suspects: corey and his conveyer belt of failed romances and fucked up dynamics 💔😈

#ask #corey cunningham #corey cunningham x michael myers #corey cunningham x roger allen #bo sinclair x corey cunningham #corey cunningham x reader #new corey pairings welcome too !! guys. gals. nbs. others. #i just wanna think about stuff and have fun with it !!

[friday-the-400th]

Michael Myers x Corey Cunningham x nb!Reader hcs (from my perspective/my version/better version) also my first time doing a few good nsfw hcs ੈ✩‧₊˚

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michael myers: -he absolutely adores you and corey. and its not like i “adore you tiny humans” its more like “omg i adore my sweet partners”...yeah i thought you'd be surprised. but for real...he the sweetest. i mean like his quote is “your mine. but im also yours. and im extremely proud of both facts”, yes, thats how sweet he is.

-im not good with nsfw but i can tell you he does it slow, because he doesnt want to hurt you, nor does he need or want to go fast. lots of kisses. hes very nice for aftercare aswell. hes what you guys out there wish your real boyfriends acted like.

-he’ll protect you and corey from ANYTHING. if someone throws a bag of skittles, and it MIGHT hit either of you? he grabs it before it can come close, then he’ll glare at whoever threw it. hes super protective, because he loves you.

-i guarantee that michael only had sex with both of you only once. dont ask why. and after, corey (that asshole) got a tattoo with his initials on his hip. since he got it, he offered to pay for it of you got one to. now you know.

-hes just nice. :)

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corey Cunningham: -SUPER sweet aswell. i could on for hours about you guys holding hands and cuddling with michael, but this is already long so ill just say you guys are a very wholesome poly relationship  :) -since corey can go out to the public, (unlike michael, because he is...you know...a murderer...?) coreys going to take you out to dates and cute stuff. also home dates with michael, since you cant leave him out :( im probably going to hc that you and micheal met because you moved into his old house, so micheal and corey always hang out there. with you :)

-you and corey and michael go out to killings on halloween and after...you all just cuddle on the couch :D and watch horror movies. and eat snacks. -you share clothes. you wore michaels mask a few times for fun. and his coveralls, he thought it was cute. michael got caught wearing your ac/dc shirt a bunch. he feels embarrassed but you let him keep it and told him hes handsome. because he is :3 (ill probably add more soon. i hope you like it.)

#micheal myers x reader #corey cunningham x michael myers #corey cunningham #Michael Myers #micheal myers squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

[deathsgl4mor]

INTRODUCTION

w e l c o m e ! !

THINGS/PEOPLE I WRITE FOR

☾ Yautja ☽ ☾ Texas Chainsaw Madsacre ☽ ☾ Jason Vorhees ☽ ☾ HTTYD ☽ ☾ Sinclair brothers ☽ ☾ Michael Myers ☽ ☾ Slashers (in general) ☽ ☾ Rodrick Heffley ☽ ☾ Transformers Men ☽ — ☾ MHA men ☽

INBOX IS: OPEN

OPEN TO WRITE

::NSFW:: ::SFW:: ::HEADCANONS:: ::ONESHOTS:: ::FLUFF::

I WILL NOT WRITE

::PEDOPHILIA:: ::TEACHER X STUDENT:: ::MALE READER (FEM & NB ONLY):: ::NECROPHILIA:: ::INCEST::

ABOUT ME

You can call me Glamor or Death, whichever you choose. I will not be specifying my age but I am old enough for the topics mentioned. My favorite flowers are roses and forget-me-nots and I have a love hate relationship with the color pink.

My favorite moves are Silent Hill, The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, The Collector, and The Purge: Election Year

MASTERLIST:

TEXAS CHAINSAW MASSACRE

THOMAS HEWITT

Pussy Drunken <NSFW—F!READER>

Satanist Reader <Fluff? — NB!READER>

HEAD CANONS <General & NSFW — GN!READER> ::REQUEST::

THE PREDATOR

Ahn'thun

Meetings And Greetings <PART 1 — F!READER>

Seasonal "Beatings" <PART 2 — NSFW>

Mama's Heart <FINAL PART — FLUFF/NORM>

HTTYD

Drago Bludvist

GENERAL HC (DATING & MARRIED, SFW & NSFW) <GN!READER>

Grimmel the Grizzly

GENERAL HC (DATING & MARRIED, SFW & NSFW) <GN!READER>

[liquid-beepers]

Michael Myers x NB!reader pt. 2

(Warning! Kidnapping, dark themes, and Michael being Michael. I tried something new and I don’t know if I like it.)

go read part one! 

Your head throbbed, and your vision was fuzzy. You could barely remember what happened up to this moment. You felt rubbing against your wrists. It was rope. It scratched your wrists raw. It looked like your legs were bound by rope too. Your throat felt dry and cottony from the cloth gag that was tied tightly around your mouth. You wanted to scream, but you couldn’t. 

Your eyes started tearing up, ‘Is this the end?” you thought. Soon you heard heavy footsteps from down the hall, you started shaking. You didn’t know where you were, you were hurt, and you were probably about to be killed.

You were snapped out of your thoughts when you heard the door swing open violently, you saw a hulking figure in the doorway. He breathing was heavy and labored under a mask. His mask was white and had no eyes. The face looked like an actor you knew, but you couldn’t think of his name at the moment.

You scooted back from the man in the doorway as he stepped closer, your breath was shaky and shallow. The man's boots were heavy and they made the floorboards shake with every step he took. When he was close he stopped and looked at you, he cocked his head to the side and slowly crouched.

Your muscles tensed as he crouched down. The light of the moon glinted in his eyes as he looked at you. The man was so close to you that you could feel the heat coming off of his body.

'Is this the murderer I've been hearing about on the news lately?' You thought as he checked the ropes to see if they had loosened. His hands were rough and calloused and felt grimy, like some thick substance dried on his hands.

 You looked to your left and saw a window, you suddenly felt a spark of hope. You sat and waited until the man was gone and his footsteps were no more. Then, you wriggled out of your restraints, you thankfully had enough strength to do the ropes on your hands but not your legs just yet. 

You started carefully scooting to the window, once you got there you looked out of the window best as you could. It looked like you were only a block away from your home, you recognized this street. You walked down this street almost every day to get to school. You took a sharp breath in as soon as you looked at the yard, you were in the old Myers home. 

You scooted back to where you were and started to untie and loosen the ropes and cloth that bound your legs and mouth. Once you got them loosened, you tugged the ropes off of your legs and took a breath of relief and brushed yourself off slightly and stood up. You carefully made your way towards the hallway, your footsteps creaking lightly across the floorboards. You were shaking like a leaf with every step. 

You stopped in your tracks when you heard footsteps downstairs, your breath caught in your throat as you tried to find a place to hide. The thumping sounds of boots sounded so loud in your ears as you scrambled to a dark corner. 

The footsteps started getting closer, louder, heavier. Your skin got clammy and your eyes started watering. 

please don’t find me, please don’t find me... you thought over and over again.

You looked up slightly.  It was Micheal Myers, you had seen a police sketch of him on the news. He was the boy who had killed his sister in this house way back in the day. He had escaped the local asylum somewhat recently, no one knew where he had went. It turns out that he had come home.

With his mask in hand, he looked around for you. You shifted your weight slightly and the floorboards creaked loudly, Michael’s head quickly snapped toward you. You jumped and tried to gun it to the stairs, but before you could even fully run, Michael grabbed you and slung you over his shoulder. His body tensed as you wriggled in his grasp.

All you could think about was what was next in store for you as Michael walked over to another room.

You hissed in pain as Michael plopped you down on the floor, you realized you had hurt your ankle at some point when running from Michael. You wondered how long you had this injury for, it throbbed and looked extremely swollen. You tried to move your foot to see if you could, but you winced at the intense pain that ran throughout your leg.

Michael watched as you moved uncomfortably on the floor and tilted his head. Then he looked at your ankle, for some reason, at that moment he felt some sort of pity for the poor person in front of him. 

He slowly went down stairs and got some medical supplies he had for himself for after he went out. He went back upstairs then back into the room you were in and awkwardly handed you the supplies.

you looked up at him, “Are these...bandages?” You asked hesitantly in confusion.

He nodded in reply and silently watched you as you started caring for your ankle.

After you had tended to your ankle, you relaxed slightly, pondering why Michael of all people would help you like that.

When you finally had enough courage speak you asked, “Why? Why would you help me after all you did?” you knew it was a stupid question, but you just had to know.

Michael looked into your eyes from within his mask’s black, sunken in-looking eye holes and shrugged. You were disappointed about the lack of answer but, it was to be expected.

Michael headed out of the room again and brought back a pillow. He gently took your foot and propped it up on the pillow for some elevation. He brushed his thumb over your ankle slightly and walked out of the room again, this time going elsewhere, leaving you by yourself.

All you could think was, ‘What the hell.’

#slasher #slasher fanfiction #slasher fic #slasher fandom #michael myers #halloween 1978 #x reader #michael myers x you #okay-ish fic MY GOD THIS TOOK SO LONG TO WRITE AND PUBLISH IM SO SORRY GUYS

[mr-bas00nist]

May I ask you for a submissive Michael Myers x Dom survivor?

Gotchu 🙌

(Imma do NB since you didn’t specify gender👍🏽 also this is a blurb because you didn’t specify what you wanted lol)

Sub! Micheal Myers x Dom!NB! Reader

Cw- Collar and Degradation

You were pissed at Micheal. He killed you and your teammates in cold blood with his stupid tombstone add on. You knew he did it on purpose to. Micheal wasn’t fooling anybody. So when you got back to the campfire you hauled ass to Haddonfield.

You looked around trying to find Micheal when you feel someone staring at you. You grind your teeth as you turn behind you to see no one else but the shape himself. “Go get on the bed now or so help me god Micheal.” You crossed your arms glaring daggers into Micheal.

He hesitantly obeys walking to his house. You soon followed him inside locking the door behind you, not that anyone would come in. You walk up the stairs to see Micheal on his parents bed awaiting your next orders.

You grab something from your pocket, something Micheal knows all to well. A collar. It fit him quite well. A navy blue collar with a golden buckle on the front that had your name. It was humiliating and sexy.

“now if you wanna get on my good side Mikey I suggest you obey.”

#sub Micheal myers #dbd smut #dbd x reader #micheal myers x reader #dom reader

[the-fo0l]

MASTERLIST

CRIMINAL MINDS

spencer reid dating hcs

♡

RESIDENT EVIL

yandere Ethan Winters headcanons

ethan winters fluff

yandere simp Ethan x reader

yandere wesker- soft possessive hcs

yandere wesker coming home to you

♡

NBC HANNIBAL

yandere Will Graham headcanons

♡

PRISON BREAK

michael scofield dating hcs

♡

HITMAN

playing cards w Diana and 47

lucas grey x reader headcanons

yandere agent 47 headcanons

yan!agent 47 x airheaded/princessy reader

yan!agent 47 getting the silent treatment

yan!agent 47 with brat/rebellious reader

yan!agent 47 x sleepy reader

agent 47 rescuing his darling hcs

"Thrill of the kill" 47 x nb!reader

♡

SLASHERS

yandere dbd Pyramid head headcanons

yandere dbd Micheal Myers headcanons

thomas hewitt drabble

♡

DC

yandere Roman Sionis x reader

♡

ARCANE

"Your beauty never ever scared me" Silco x gn! reader

#masterlist

[hooman4ever]

For the trans visibility requests, RZ micheal with an AFAB trans nonbinary (they/them pronouns) reader who was misgendered, and told that they'll never be 'non binary' because it's not real, that they'll always be a girl, by like a family member and they're upset?

I tried to add a little humor into this so hopefully that works out for me.

Felt this one though, I had lovely grandparents who absolutely adore ranting on facebook about trans people. Now I’m disowned by them and I couldn’t be happier about it!

Contains: Misgendering, Murder, Murder Implied To, Shopping with Michael Myers, Non-Binary Reader

“Behave,”

That was what you had said to Michael before the both of you left your shared home in the direction of the nearest shopping center on a mission to finally get Michael some new clothing. As the both of you made your way into the shopping district of town you hoped for the mall to be empty since Michael’s track record with strangers was less than favorable.

Happily, you pulled up to the mall to see an almost desolate parking lot save for the few vehicles owned by employees and a handful of customers. Parking you were quick to grab Michael’s hand and drag him out of the vehicle, his blond hair shielding his face as you guided him into the building.

Eerily silence was a wonderful sound as bored workers lazed around enjoying the unprompted break they were getting. You were almost in the clear, the store you desired to go to was only a few steps ahead.

“[Deadname]?” you froze where you stood. Michael’s head turns in the direction of the stranger approaching both of you– well a stranger to Michael at least, you knew them all too well. “This is crazy!” your family member exclaimed as they outstretched their arms for a hug, not having any of it Michael pulled you back just as they closed their arms. Saving you from the embrace.

“Wha-” Looking to Michael your family member finally acknowledged the tall man lurking behind you. “Is this your boyfriend?” they inquired, moving much too close to the both of you to be comfortable. “I sure hope so, wouldn’t want you to end up like all the other single women around here.”

Michael’s hand in yours tightened, his eyes slanting as he glared. “Not she,” was all you had to say for your family member’s face to sour before waving their hand dismissively “Your still not seriously faking that they/them bullshit are you?” they questioned before laughing as if they had just talked about a funny childhood memory. After only getting radio silence in response however everything became tense, “No I’m not faking anything, I am still non-binary.” you responded your heart tightening in your chest and face flushing with embarrassment and rage.

“That’s not even a real-” before your family member could continue on their bigoted tirade, Michael was tugging you away into the shop. Leaving them gaping like a fish and fuming in the dust.

You were proud of Michael, truly. He had controlled himself so well. As soon as your family member had opened their mouth, spewing garbage you were sure Michael would have lost it. “How about we get a treat on the way home, Michael. Since you handled that asshole so well,” you said not missing the small upward tilt of Michael’s lips from under his hair before he nodded his head in agreement.

Not long into the search for clothing that not only fit Michael but he would wear the man had disappeared from your side. Turning around your eyes widened the graphic tee in your hands long forgotten. You hadn't let go of his hand for more than a moment and already, you had lost your imposing boyfriend to the sea of clothing racks.

Frantically you searched the store before coming up with nothing. Panicked you ran out of the department only to come face to long blond hair with Michael– “Aha, fuck,” a bloody Michael.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, you had thought all while turning Michael around towards the store entrance. With you pushing his back Michael let you lead him out of the stores towards the vehicle you had come in again.

As you drove home with a satisfied Michael you couldn’t help but think of how naive you were thinking that the Michael Myers would just suddenly not default to murder when presented with conflict and let them live. Pulled from your stupor Michael’s hand rested on your shoulder, “They hurt you,” he signed “That’s unforgivable.”

You couldn’t help but forgive Michael as strange as it sounded. While his methods may be unethical he was only trying to make you feel better in his own way, and how you smiled at him and nodded his attempts to cheer you up seemed to have worked… this time.

#michael myers x non binary reader #michael myers x reader #michael myers x NB reader #I ate the pronouns for Reader #Sorry #slasher x reader #slasher x s/o #slasher x y/n #slasher x non binary reader #rob zombie michael myers #blond boy #rz michael myers x non binary reader #rz michael myers x nb reader #trans visibility day 💙💜🤍💜💙 #non binary reader

[garbagegutz]

CHARACTERS I WRITE FOR

/SLASHERS/

• Jason Voorhees (OG)

• Michael Myers (OG)

• Michael Myers (RZ VERSION)

• Freddy Krueger (OG)

• Thomas Hewitt (2007)

• Bubba Sawyer

• Billy Loomis

• Stu Macher

• Hannibal Lecter (NBC)

• Norman Bates (OG)

• Carrie (OG)

• Jennifer Check

• Jason Dean (Movie)

• Brahms Heelshire

• Charles Lee Ray

• Tiffany Valentine

/FINALS GIRLS/

• Sydney Prescott

• Nancy Thompson

• Laurie Strode

WHAT I WRITE

• Headcanons

• Oneshots/Drabbles

• I do not do nsfw! (Not confident enough in my writing yet! sorry :/)

• I WILL write poly! We support everyone here :)

• Reader will be gender neutral unless specified! (I'm also open to writing trans/nb readers!)

• Oneshots based off of songs!

RULES

• Please use manners when requesting! (Dont just be like "do this", I dont like rude people!)

• No ships/ocs (All of my work is x reader)

• I am anti pedo/incest/ddlg so keep that in mind before requesting!

• I am okay with writing s*icidal readers, abused readers, and things of the like as well as readers w mental illness! However I will NEVER romanticize them and if I do a bad job at portraying a certain one please give me feedback!

• I will never write the slashers ab/sing the reader, that shit is gross

• I'm okay with doing parent head cannons/oneshots as well!

I love feedback! (Constructive criticism only though! And please be nice; I'm a beginner here!)

That should be all! I also do sketch requests so if you want me to draw your fav slasher, don't be afraid to ask!

- clown

#slasher x reader #jason voorhees x reader #michael myers x reader #freddy kruegar x reader #bubba sawyer x reader #thomas hewitt x reader #hannibal x reader #norman bates x reader #jennifer check x reader #billy loomis x reader #stu macher x reader #chucky x reader #slasher community #slashers #brahms heelshire x reader

[friday-the-400th]

some best stuff: corey cunningham x male!s/o hcs -----------------------------------------------

Michael Myers x Corey Cunningham x nb!Reader hcs

--------------------------------------------------   kurt kunkle relationship hcs! -------------------------------------------------

slashers reacting to having tiny candy thrown at them/candy preferences!

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jason voorhees dating hcs!

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michael myers dating hcs!

--------------------------------------- slashers seeing their s/o sleeping --------------------------------------------------- billy lenz x male reader hcs! ----------------------------------------------

#corey cunningham x michael myers #michael myers x reader #michael myers #kurt kunkle #corey cunningham #corey cunningham x reader #jason vorhees x reader #slasher headcanons #slasher x reader

[liquid-beepers]

Michael Myers x NB!reader part 1

(Warning! Death, readers' date being weird, and Michael being Michael. This takes place in the 70s, where the story all started. Reader is 18+. Thank you, max, for reading and requesting. )

It was a nice cold day in October, the leaves were crunching under your feet as you walked home from your friends house. You were excited for the upcoming fall dance your school hosted every year, you actually had a date this year!

You hadn’t decided on what to wear though, it was hard to choose between a suit and a dress. If you had the choice you would go in your PJ’s. 

As you walked, you thought about the recent cases that were reported. The kills were gruesome; and how you knew about this? You didn’t know. Rumors spread like wildfire around Haddonfield, especially when there’s a murder. Something like that hadn’t happened in years, since that Myers kid killed his sister. 

You sighed and opened the door to your house, your parents were away on a 3 week business trip so the house was all yours. It was nice, you could do basically anything you wanted. 

You sluggishly walked up to your room and dropped your backpack full of books onto the floor and flopped on your bed, you were glad this year was your last. Being a senior kind of sucks.

You jolted up from your nap to hear the phone ringing, you ran downstairs and answered it.

“Hello?” you waited for an answer, but only breathing came through. “Hello?! Can you hear me!” You shouted, but once again there was no answer. You hung up and sat on the couch.

Soon you heard a knock at your door, you groaned and got up to answer it. You opened the door and saw it was your date for the dance this year, Scott. He was a lanky, slightly unattractive guy with messy black hair. You didn’t know Scott well, but Laurie said he was okay.

“So, um, may I come in?” Scott asked. 

“Oh yeah, sure. I just got up from a nap sorry, I’m kinda out of it.” You said stepping out of the way for him. “What brings you to my house?” you asked.

“Well, we don’t really know each other. I wanted to get to know my date, y’know?” he replied looking around, “Where’s the parents?” he asked.

“Off on a business trip, they’ll be back in a few weeks,” you said walking into the kitchen to grab some drinks, 

You got a cup and poured some water into it and looked out of the kitchen window. You noticed something odd though, there was a man standing in your yard looking back at you. Your face must’ve went pale because Scott went over and asked if you were okay. 

“What’s wrong?” He asked.

 You pointed out the window to where the man was standing, “See? Right there.”

Scott laughed it off, “I’m sure it’s someone we know joking around, it’s October, everyone is trying to scare each other.” He said while closing the curtains.

You agreed, but it still felt off.  

 It was getting late, you and Scott were watching a scary movie but you were getting tired.

“Hey Scott?” you said while sitting up.

“Yeah?” He said with his eyes still fixated on the movie.

“I think it’s time for you to go home. It’s pretty late.” You stated. 

Scott looked at you with a frown, “Awe, I was having fun.” 

You laughed, uncomfortable with his response. Scott, on the other hand, wasn’t getting up and looked like he had no plan to. You weren’t sure what to do, so you grabbed his hand and led him to the door.

“I’ll see you at school, okay?” You said, obviously wanting him to leave. But, before Scott left, he leaned in for a kiss. You turned your head to the side, “Um, goodbye Scott.”

“Oh come on, not even a little smooch?” He asked, getting closer.

“Goodbye!” You pushed him out of the door and slammed it in his face. You sighed in relief and went up to your room.

You plopped down on your bed and felt a wave of exhaustion hit you, your head hit the pillow and closed your eyes. You couldn’t sleep though, you felt like someone was watching you and you didn’t like it.

You sat up and rubbed your eyes, then you heard a scream.

You scrambled down the steps and booked it outside. You looked around from where you were standing, and you saw nothing, though.

You took a deep breath and walked outside, fully exposing yourself to whatever was out there. You looked around the side of your house, but all you saw were the pitch-black, inky October night shadows. You were scared. You felt that you somehow knew that scream. It just felt so familiar.

"Hello," you spoke. Your mouth turned cottony with fear. It felt as if it were trying to prevent you from speaking at all. You shook like a leaf as you walked further into the darkness and called out once more, "Hello? Is anyone out there?"

You waited a moment, and then you heard the same scream as you did earlier. You ran towards the screams of the person. It seemed to be behind your house.

As you reached the back, you heard what sounded like an extra pair of footsteps behind you. Your breath hitched as you saw something in the darkness moving in front of you.

"Who's there!" You called out again.

"I-it's me! Scott- fuck- I'm hurt. Some dude jumped me!" He said, sounding like he was struggling to breathe.

You ran over to him, "Oh my god... Holy shit. Hold on! I'll go get a flashlight." You said back, getting up and running to the shed. You opened it and fumbled around, looking for a flashlight. Soon, you finally found one.

As soon as you had light, you ran over to where Scott was and saw a looming figure there with him, too.

From the looks of it, Scott saw him too.

"SHIT! [---] RUN!" Scott shouted. The figure held up a knife, walked over to Scott, and stabbed him until there was no movement from him anymore.

You were so stunned you couldn't move. You were terrified. You felt like you were in the middle of some slasher movie.

Your thoughts were suddenly snatched away from you as you saw the man walking towards you.

You tried to run, but the man already had gained in you. It was too late. Your body was hoisted up on the man's shoulder so quickly that you couldn't process it at first.

Once he started walking with you, you started moving again. You punched, kicked,and scratched. Nothing bothered him, though.

"Let me go, please..." You started to sob out. But you felt the presence of pain on the back of your head as you promptly passed out.

[To be continued?]

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