#michael myers x g/n!reader

[loveandmurders]

Knife and fire : meeting Michael at the asylum headcanons

Hello everyone! This is my first try with Michael Myers. It is based on Rob Zombie’s first movie. This movie depicts my favourite version of Michael so it felt the most natural to write for it.

Hope you’ll enjoy as it is different from what I did so far on this blog.

Also more or less a female reader (squint hard enough and it’s gender neutral), with no description (not even for the outfit)

Warnings: psychopath!reader, pyromane!reader, abusive family, mentions of violent murders, one or two strong words, negative perceptions of sex workers.

You were 16 when you arrived in that sort of prison for dangerous kids in which Michael was already locked up for 7 years.

Unlike Michael, you weren’t quiet and everyone could hear your screams of pure anger and despair echoing around the corridors. It seemed you never grew tired of shouting, as if your whole being had so much anger locked inside for too long, that now it had to release the pressure.

Which was actually what was happening. You were exploding like an atomic bomb and it felt like a wave of relief hitting you over and over again, no matter how much your throat was starting to hurt.

You were a pyromane and had already burnt several houses before you got caught.

You loved to see the fire dancing for you. It was so beautiful. The bright colours were attracting you, but not as much as the fact that fire was the essence of pure power.

A power that was destroying everything in its terrible pace.

A power that was putting to an end anything or anyone who ever hurt you. It made you feel safe and warm. 

So far, the fire was the only source of happiness you ever had.

Actually you got caught once you burnt your own family’s house, with all of them inside of it.

It was your birthday party, and you had insisted for your mother to call for all the family members to be there, for once. 

She didn’t realise what you had planned or that your silent anger of years of abuse was bringing a very dark part of yourself to the surface.

For once, you greeted all the negative comments or fake smiles with a bright one on your face. You even laughed when your uncle said you were going to end in the street, pleasuring guys for a living as you were a dumb useless piece of meat.

Your cousins started to laugh too and asked their father if he was going to fuck you once you would be a “whore”.

“Well let’s see” you said and you exited the house, as if you were already ready to prostitute yourself, like he advised.

They all laughed even more, not realising you were finishing your job of locking them inside the house. 

You had already blocked all the windows by breaking their security system. You had locked and threw the key of the back door away, and now you just had to lock the front door for them to be trapped inside.

You also had spread oil in the bedrooms upstairs and on the carpets downstairs.

You had prepared a little cocktail molotov and had hidden it close to the house. You lit it up and instantly felt so good.

Your family was watching you, without understand what the fuck you were doing, until you smashed the window with a brick before throwing the cocktail inside. It landed on the living room carpet and burnt your uncle’s legs who started to cry out in pain.

After that, it went too quickly for your mind to remember everything, but your soul fed on the chaos you brought and you enjoyed the show very much.

You could hear your family screaming and begging you, and you only smiled and waved at them. 

You realised you loved to listen to their pleas. It made you feel so powerful.

You were the goddess of the fire and chaos.

For the first time in forever, your mind was fully at peace, as you were smiling to yourself and humming a little song too.

“Burn it down, burn it down, burn it down”.

The neighbours called 911 but you only noticed it when you had to fight against the police officers who were trying to ‘save’ you. You didn’t fight because you didn’t want them to touch you, but because they were pulling you away from your beloved fire.

Dr Loomis, who seemed to always be around when a crazy kid was killing their family, found you at the police station and spoke with you. You had seemed off to the police, and they had called him.

He was quick to understand what happened, and because of your violence and eyes full of lunacy, he preferred to bring you where he brought Michael a few years ago.

When he asked you if you remembered what happened, you just nodded and hummed with a happy smile “it was a pretty fire, wasn’t it?”

“But your whole family was inside… you killed them all, you realise, do you?”

“They always said I was too cold, so I finally warmed them up like they wanted to.”

It was obvious for Loomis you needed to be locked up for the rest of your life. And he made it clear that you and Michael shouldn’t be in the same room.

Michael hadn’t shown any interest in anyone in the past 7 years, but better be safe than sorry.

That was how you spent one whole year without having seen the Halloween killer. It wasn’t like you cared though. All you could think about was fire. You were like a junkie with withdrawal symptoms.

If Michael was making masks, you were drawing, but only using yellow, orange, red and sometimes blue.

One night though, a guard tried to touch you after he had opened your door cell. He thought he would give you a good reason to cry out, as you were still screaming even after one year there.

But you made him swallow one of your fire drawings and he eventually smothered himself with it.

You watched him, lying on the ground of your cell for a little while before getting bored of his expression of pure agony and fear on his dead face.

You left your cell and started to walk into the corridors, without truly thinking of escaping. You were just curious about who was next door.

You arrived at Michael’s cell. He was facing the wall and you could only see his back.

He seemed to be into his own world, as always.

So far, you hadn’t felt any kind of attraction towards anyone, but this creative giant who was known to have murdered his family - just like you - was definitvely making you feel all hot and bothered.

At some point, he felt your stares on him and slightly moved to watch you from the corner of his eyes.

He would have never guessed you were the one who had been screaming for a year, as you were so silent.

A connection seemed to happen then, but it was quickly broken as guards ran to you and tackled you to the ground. 

You were sent into a dark and isolated room.

When Dr Loomis came to see you, he knew something was awfully wrong.

You were deadly silent, and yet calmly smiling.

He asked you if you were alright and you nodded.

“I think I’m in love, doc” you murmured and Loomis prayed to all the gods for you to not be talking about Michael.

During the following years, you were from time to time catching glimpses of each other and each time, you were growing quiet, as in trance, and Michael was going back to the present. He would even stop crafting if you were near enough.

You were both in your 20’s now.

And the height difference couldn’t make you feel more aroused.

You weren’t sure what Micheal was feeling about you, but you were clearly the only thing he was responding to, apart from his masks.

The head of the sanitarium finally decided to do a test. Since you both were reacting to each other, maybe it would be a good idea to put you in the same room. For scientific purposes of course.

Loomis had never tried so hard to prevent something from happening but he was powerless.

And that was how you finally found yourself in the interrogation room with Micheal. The guards and doctors were outside, leaving the two of you alone.

Michael was working at the table when you arrived, and he looked up from the mask he was making when he heard you coming closer to him. 

In trance, you sat in front of him before smiling at the red creation he was doing.

“That’s my favourite colour” you purred “It’s very so pretty.” you said before giving him one of your latest drawings “maybe you could turn it into another mask… or just put it on your wall” you told him.

For the first time in years, Michael nodded, reacting positively to what he was being said. He took the drawing. His eyes even seemed to smile for a brief instant.

You both stayed in a comfortable silence after that.

After this, you were a lot more calm and the director decided they needed to continue to do little meetings like that between the two of you.

Loomis could tell it was just the calm before the storm.

A really terrible storm.

The more meetings you were having, and the closer you got.

You didn’t need words to understand each other and Michael let you sit closer and closer to him.

Loomis knew games were over when Michael finished making a mask in the shape of a flame, but with dark colours, and gently placed it over your face.

Michael watched you for a while, his head tilted to the side before he nodded in approval.

Behind the mask, you were beaming with happiness.

It felt like he had just proposed to you.

You got confident enough to kiss his cheek; even though it was through both your masks.

He placed his large and big hand on your knee and you both stayed like that until the guards tried to separate you.

Michael got up in a very intimidating way for the guard to step away from you.

You happily giggled and found him very hot at that moment.

“When I’ll find a way to burn this place down, we’ll go back home together” you promised and he stroked your hair in agreement.

You kept wearing the mask.

You didn’t hide behind it like Michael was doing, you were just proudly showing to whom you belonged.

Loomis tried to explain to the director that it was no good, that he never saw Michael act like that, and it might go very bad because you were as dangerous as him. 

You didn’t have Michael’s physical strength, but you were more chaotic and both of you didn’t care about life or death, good or evil.

When you heard the guards assaulting a girl one night, you felt anger rising through your veins. You hated when men were using power on vulnerable people; probably because it was awakening some traumas you had prefered to forget for your own good.

But your anger grew into rage as you heard the men coming into Michael’s cell and bringing him the girl and speaking to him.

You were screaming like you did the first time you arrived there and punching the walls until your hands were bleeding.

You only calmed down when you saw Michael in front of your cell.

He was covered in blood and you felt the thirst for lust and fire consuming you once again.

He found the way to open your door with quick and yet precise movements, without hesitating one second. 

This time you jumped into his arms and kissed his masked lips with burning passion.

You couldn’t tell if he was answering your kiss, until he raised his mask just enough for his lips to touch yours.

You both kissed like the hungry beasts you were, forgetting everything around you. Only your two bodies were existing and melting into one.

After a little while, he put you back on your feet and you grinned at him, as you helped him put his mask back in place.

“So we have blood everywhere, that’s nice. But something’s missing to the deco” you hummed and Michael tilted his head to the side, waiting for you to elaborate.

“Fire!” you exclaimed. “We’re going to burn the whole world to the ground!” you cheered with eyes bright like the flames you loved.

And bringing chaos together, in fire, blood and lust, was definitively what you did.

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[angelbarelywrites]

♡ slashers scenarios | sharing a bed

♡ fandoms; The Boy, Halloween, Texas Chainsaw Massacre (original + 2006), House of Wax, Dead by Daylight, slashers (general)

♡ characters; Brahms Heelshire, Micheal Myers, Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Sawyer, Vincent Sinclair

♡ reader; gender neutral

♡ cw; very suggestive content, implied smut

♡note; swapped out billy in this one bc i can’t imagine him sharing a bed with someone and not getting literally pornographic

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Brahms Heelshire

> Once he decides he wants to share the bed, he finds the biggest guest room bed and brings all of the comfiest pillows and blankets he can to make it perfect

> For you more than him, but he doesn’t feel too hurt when you push half of them to the foot of the bed

> It was a lot even for a king bed

> You’re reluctant at first, not used to sharing a bed

> But you find he’s very hard to say no to once you’re in that deep

> He tries to give you space, but it’s not long before he’s wrapped around you, clinging for dear life

> And he almost immediately falls asleep like that, head tucked into your chest

> You sigh and try and relax, petting his hair

> And you fall asleep with your hand still tangled in his black locks, holding him close to you

> You wake up to him nuzzling your neck and practically whining

> “Baby…wake up…”

> You’d ask him what the problem was…if you couldn’t feel it against your leg

> You spend most of the morning still in bed, lazily fixing his predicament

Micheal Myers

> He doesn’t get why you want him to do this

> You know he doesn’t cuddle

> You know he usually gets restless and wanders at night

> But there’s no reason to say no, and even he can’t stand how sad your pout is

> You hum and stretch, tucking yourself in and look at him expectantly

> He takes off his boots and lays on top of the covers beside you, stiff as a board

> You have to coax him to even take the mask off, but he still won’t relax

> You quickly realize he’s used to high security psych ward bunks, not big comfy queen beds full of stuffed animals

> “…do you…wanna sleep on the floor?”

> He pauses.

> Shakes his head and closes his eyes.

> After you finally fall sleep, he sits up, intending on leaving

> But you look so peaceful…he can’t help to stay and watch you. Just for a little while.

> When he touches your cheek, you press into his hand. Maybe a while longer.

> When you wake up he’s still staring at you, hand long gone from your cheek

> But once you blink awake, it creeps somewhere else..

Thomas Hewitt

> He’s almost nervous of the idea

> Y’all are certainly intimate with each other - just as intimate as you would be if you were married like his mama was planning

> But what if the family noticed you were in there? He’d kill Hoyt for calling you anything nasty-

> When he sees you in skimpy PJs, he immediately forgets his worries

> He has a huge bed because he’s a huge guy, so when you curl up in it alone, it’s almost comical

> He’s staring at you as he climbs in after you, cautiously removing his mask

> His shoulders relax a little when you smile up at him, still so amazed you can stand to look at him

>“Hold me?”

> He grunts and takes no time in pulling you flush, spooning you. He’s more relaxed than he’s been in a while, sure he’ll fall asleep in no time

> Until you give a tiny sigh and shift your hips, innocently adjusting

> It doesn’t take much for you to set him off- he’s touch starved and obsessed with you.

> Along with feeling him against your ass, you can literally hear his breathing change.

> “…Tommy baby? Want me to take care of that?”

> It takes another two hours before you fall asleep, both sticky with sweat and sated, your head laying on his broad chest.

Bubba Sawyer

> He’s so happy to have a sleepover- even if you live right down the hall in the same house (I cannot imagine you dating him and being allowed to leave the farm tbh)

> He gives you an updated tour of his room- he’s very happy to show you the collection of polaroids of you he hung up.

> You were wondering where those went

> Finally he drops you on the bed, giggling quietly

> It’s old but comfy, and he has plenty of stolen pillows and blankets, and even some stuffed bears

> He strips right on down to his heart boxers, leaving his mask on for last

> He takes it off slowly, giving you that shy look he always does

> You grin and open your arms and he’s more than happy to scoop you up with a coo.

> By the time you’re settled, you’re curled around his back

> He loves being the little spoon, even if he’s a big brute

> When you wake up he’s bursting back into the room with some slightly burnt toast for breakfast

> It’s a sudden wake up call, but a welcome one

> And you repay him in tons of kisses, all over

Vincent Sinclair

> Like some of the others he’s hesitant

> But you want him to relax, he’s been working so hard- so you take him away from the studio, and into your room

> You’re not even letting him so much as sketch until he sleeps

> He tilts his head and is almost pouting, trying to guilt you - even more so once you help him remove his wax

> Until you coax him into his stomach so you can massage his back, that is

> You’re clumsy and certainly not a professional, but your hands on him is enough to melt away the stress

> He suddenly rolls over and grabs your hips as he hears you yawn

> It’s your turn to pout down at him

> But eventually you relent and let him cradle you close to his chest as he hums a nonsense lullaby

> You keep him trapped in bed the next morning as revenge, again straddling him before he can get up to leave

> But this time, you’re most certainly not yawning

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[amomentsescape]

Yandere slashers and sinclair brothers with a reader that is pregnant and therfore much more clingy and cuddly and emotionally attached?

Yandere! Slashers with Reader That is Pregnant and Super Clingy

Yandere! Slashers x Reader (Separate)

Includes: Freddy, Michael, Jason, Thomas, Bubba, Brahms, Norman, Billy, Stu, Vincent, Bo, & Lester

Warnings: Typical Yandere behavior, pregnancy of course

A/N: I hope you enjoy! Also, starting today, I will be including the Sinclair brothers in ALL future Slasher requests by default!

Freddy Krueger

Ah, he knew you'd come around

Even just hearing your voice has him sprinting to you, wanting nothing more than to tend to you

Seeing you reach out and ask for his affection leaves him with the biggest grin you've ever seen

Won't give you any time alone either

Wherever he is, you are

Will rub his hand over your growing stomach whenever he holds you

Just know now that you've given him a taste of what it's like to be wanted, he's not going to let you change that even once you have the baby

Michael Myers

He will complain about this newfound clinginess of yours

He enjoyed when you were more standoffish, and he had to force you to give him the attention he desired

Things feel just a little too easy now

He just hopes things will go back to how they were before once you have the child

Although, there still won't be much time alone with a baby crying all the time

But he misses the old you

It's why he took you in the first place

Jason Voorhees

God, why couldn't it be like this all of the time?

He actually feels needed and desired in a way that he didn't before

Hearing you call for him and feeling you squished against his side makes him even happier about you being pregnant (if that's even possible)

Will silently thank your full belly every night while you're sleeping, grateful that you need him so much

He really hopes this affection for him grows along with your stomach

He needs you, and now you need him

It's exactly what he wanted

Thomas Hewitt

He is almost unable to keep up with your demands, but God does he love it

You can call him names, scream at him, do whatever you want if it means he gets to hold you like this all of the time

Will rub your feet, spoon you, and massage your back if your heart desires

Will constantly check in on you

Hell, he has barely left the house for the last couple weeks

Not only because he wants to take care of you

He just enjoys how much attention you're giving him

And he wants to soak it all up while he has the chance

Bubba Sawyer

You've never seen him so happy and giggly before

Every single smile or touch you give him sends him into a fit of bubbly energy

But if you give him a little, he takes it to a lot

A simple hug will have him rolling you over and squeezing you like your life depended on it

A kiss on the cheek has him pressing his lips on every square inch of your skin

Thankfully, you don't mind right now

Any other person would find it to be overbearing, but you can't help but relish in it

He hopes this will never change and will only increase once the baby is born

Brahms Heelshire

He loves the constant affection

There's no limit to this man on how much you can give him

But he can't help the slight feeling of dread that pools in his stomach

He knows the pregnancy is aiding in this change

And he fears that once the baby is born, all attention towards him will be put towards the child or will disappear altogether

He can send himself into fits of rage just by thinking too much about this situation

Be gentle with him, and it will all be fine

But now that you've given him a taste of what he so desperately desires, there's no way you can go back

He will never let you

Norman Bates

Any single look or word you say to Norman has him flushing the darkest shade of red you've ever seen

His stuttering increases, he finds himself clumsier than usual, and he can barely sleep at night

He acts like a little boy with a crush

And the fact that you're carrying his child only increases that giddy feeling inside of him

He's still hesitant to initiate anything with you, but he will never say no to you if you ask him for anything

He feels so happy, like his dreams are coming true

He can't wait for you all to be a little family

And if this is what it's like whenever you're pregnant...

He's going to want a big family

Billy Loomis

Billy likes a challenge, but now you're just giving in so easily

He can't say he doesn't mind it though

He may act all cool and tough about you being so clingy with him, but there's a part of him that loves having you depend on him

He's your lover and provider

He likes it this way

But the moment you seem just the slightest bit off, he is going in on you, starting arguments and making accusations that aren't even true

So be careful where you tread

You've ignited something in him, and he likes it

Stu Macher

This works out for Stu because knowing you're carrying his child also brings out his clingy and affectionate side

It's like being one and the same, always seeming to call out for each other at the same time

He's a big foodie, so you bet he'll always bring you your favorite snacks

He might even become more comfortable and let you out in public with him occasionally

He thrives off of your attention

Will talk to your belly and say how lucky they've made him

Becomes the tiniest bit delusional and believes that you won't ever leave him now

Not that you really wanted to, but if you did, he would never let you

Vincent Sinclair

Your sudden increase in attention has Vincent all bashful

Will immediately become more shy but loves every second of it

Will beg on his knees if you ask him to

He's willing to go to literally any length to make you (and the baby) happy

Will lay and spend time with you for however long you ask

He's also big into getting you food and drinks that you're craving

As long as you hug him and tell him just how much you love him, he'll do anything for you

Bo Sinclair

He has mixed feelings about the sudden change in your neediness

It does boost his ego quite a bit and makes him feel like you really need him

You're just so helpless so of course he needs to help you

But at the same time, he's a bit annoyed

He has plenty of things to do

Spending 24/7 with you and giving you affection all the time isn't his thing

It all depends on what mood you catch him in

If he's feeling good, you being clingy doesn't bother him

But if he's already irritated, you being all over will only make it worse

Just tread carefully around him

Lester Sinclair

He can feel himself melt every time you ask for a simple hug or kiss

Feeling you crawl into bed with him in the middle of the night plasters the biggest smile on his face

He lives for your attention and touch

You could slap him and he'd be happy

Anytime you cuddle up to him, he's immediately reaching for your growing belly, wanting to give his child some attention too

Will compliment you repeatedly over your new found attachment

Prays every night that this is a permanent change

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[scarofthewind]

Slashers x Reader || Stuck (NSFW)

A/N: HOwdy bitch! This is a cheesy, scenario prompt where the reader (or slasher) gets stuck and then fuck.

Warnings: Dub!con, teasing, fingering, oral, non!protection, female pronouns, blah blah blah

Michael Myers: Under the bed

"Damnitt," you hissed as one of the beams from under the bed came down on your lower back, keeping you pinned in your spot. All you were trying to do was grab a bag of winter clothes that was squished towards the back under your bed and now you were stuck, left to fight off dust bunnies alone. "Michael?" You called, heaving a sigh as you tried moving again but to no avail. You couldn't reach the bar with your arms due to the tight space; you were stuck.

"Michael!" You shouted, finally hearing his loud footsteps ascending the stairs.

"What do you w-" Michael snapped his mouth shut, eyes growing wide as he watched your lower half squirm as you tried to get out form under the bed.

"The bar is stuck and I can't get out. Lift the bed." You said, watching his feet cross the floor until he was behind you out of sight. For a moment, nothing happened and you grew irritated but silently reminded yourself who you were dealing with and took a deep breath. "Don't rip them please." With those simple words, you felt large hands cup your ass, reaching to the hem of your pants and pulling them down with your panties as well.

You felt his fingers trace over your skin, creating goosbumps in their wake. His hands spread your thighs apart and you heard him groan, your face heating up at the noise. Michael was practically foaming at the mouth by the time he slipped a finger into your cunt. His eyes never left your lower lips and he added another finger just a few seconds later, feeling the way your walls tightened around his digits. "Did you plan this?" He asked, his thumb moving down to circle your clit.

"You think I want to be under here?" You snapped, biting back a moan as he rocked his fingers into you. Michael chuckled at your attitude and curled his fingers, grinding them against your g-spot and watching your thighs begin to tremble.

"Hurry up and cum so I can rescue you and claim my reward," Michael grunted, his cock straining against his jeans and the smell of your excitement making his mind go numb. Maybe he would just fuck you like this.

William Schenk/Emmerson: Under the car

"Will?" You called, setting your bag down and taking your shoes off. Your house was quiet other than the loud banging from in the garage, a sign you knew would lead you to your fiancé. "How long have you been out here?" You asked as you found him under the old car you said would be better used as scrap metal than trying to fix.

"Hey babe," he replied, his hand coming out to grab a wrench of some kind before he went back to clanking away. "About two hours or so. I'll be done in a minute." William was so focused on fixing a stubborn part of the vehicle that he didn't even realize how the car jack had fallen. Five minutes later when he finally decided to call it quits, he realized the situation. "Shit," he grunted, yelling out for you.

"Are you okay?" You called as you came back into the garage, watching as he was trying to get out from under the car.

"I'm fine, the fucking jack fell again," he sighed.

"I told you to get a new one last week!" You nagged at him before you made your way closer to him. You weren't sure if it was the way he was sweaty and covered in grease or the bubbling arousal in your system but you had an evil idea. With light fingers, you traced your fiancés cock through his jeans, watching him twitch at the feeling.

"What are you doing?" William asked, curious to see where your mind was at, although he had a feeling he already knew.

"I like you like this," you cooed, watching his cock harden in his jeans at your constant petting. You gently undid the button and zipper before reaching past his boxers and pulling his erection out. You heard him suck in a breath as the cold air hit his shaft.

"Dirty fucking girl," he groaned, wishing he could watch you in this moment. The moment your lips and tongue met the tip of his cock, he was a mess. William had to grip the wrench in his hands in order not to grab pieces of the car that were already falling apart. He closed his dark eyes and just felt your mouth around him; warm and wet like your perfect cunt that he loves so much.

When he felt you pull off his cock completely he was frozen in waiting. He could hear a zipper and a thud of clothes before he felt your hand circling his base. "Let me out baby," he warned, his patience growing thinner by the moment.

With a soft laugh, you pressed the tip of his cock to your cunt and slowly sank down with a 'no', on your lips.

#horror x reader #slasher imagines #horror imagines #michael myers #william schenk x reader #william emmerson x reader #michael myers x reader

[slasher-male-wife]

ik uve done this w/ rz michael but (if u hvent already) can u do og michael x a g/n nurse reader ???

Of course I can do this. I'm doing this more in the form of head cannons and how Michael kind of views you over time as his new nurse.

Og Michael Myers falling in love with a nurse reader

Warnings: Brief mentions of violence and stalking

Michael won't care about you at first. He'll treat you how he treats everyone else. He honestly won't even look at you for the first few months you're taking care of him.

He's skeptical of your caring nature. He's seen other nurses trying to get him to warm up to him but eventually they give up. He assumed you'd be the same way. Kind for the first few months then annoyed for however long you'd be taking care of him.

I feel like when he really first starts to change is when he sees you're still a polite caring person about five months into caring for him. His skepticism will fade a little.

You'll first see this happen when you go to pick up Michael for a meal. Usually you'd have to give him a few minutes for him to get up on his own, but today as soon as you said it's time to eat, he'd get up and walk over, ready for you.

Slowly he'll start to look at you while you talk to him, take things from your hands, do slight nods when you ask him questions, etc. He'd still keep his stoic face the entire time, but he's warming up to you.

I'd put this at the seven month mark where he's ok with you touching him. He won't push your hand away if you put it on his shoulder or stop you from touching him. He's not going to try and touch you but he's going to allow you to touch him.

He'll also start to ignore and even might be aggressive to other nurses that aren't you. If another nurse comes to pick him up he'll refuse to go with them. He'll only get up if you are the one coming to get him.

He'll still be cold to Dr. Loomis but if you suggest Michael trying something new he'll actually give it a chance, not right away but a few days later.

I still feel like no matter what Michael won't talk to anyone, but I do feel like he can make small noises and that's what he's going to start to say to you about ten months into your care.

He'll do grunts and growls to simple questions and still of course slightly nod when he needs to, but that's as far as he's going to go and you're not going to push him.

Also around the ten month mark he's going to start and touch you back. It's mostly going to be holding your hand but still. Also around this time when he has to be put in cuffs he'll only allow you to do it.

Eventually Michael escapes and goes looking for you. He'll stalk you a little before actually revealing himself full on. But when he does he expects you to treat him in the same way you did before, just letting him kill people this time, and you do.

His physical affection will now include having you sit on his lap, sometimes playing with your hair, looming over you whenever he feels like it, and maybe cuddling if you ininitate it first.

#michael myers #michael myers x y/n #michael myers x you #slasher x y/n #slasher x reader #slasher fanfiction #michael myers x reader

[slushpuppi]

CLOSET CHASE

Michael myers x reader smut

Warnings: slightly dubcon, groping, peepawmyers :skull: , This all happens in a walk in closet idk. Blurb

A/n: Please read the warnings before reading!!

After being chased down by Michael myers you soonly realized... you were stuck. He had cornered you into a coat closet. Your body shaked with anticipation as he snuck his way in. You couldn't escape from him even if you had wanted to or even tried. "What do you want! Please leave me alone!!" You cried out as he inched himself closer.

You whimpered as you felt his hands roaming around your chest. "Fuck." You moaned out as he pinched your nipple. It was such a foreign feeling. And you loved it. He stopped touching your tits to grab his knife.

You froze in panic. Was he going to stab you? You watched as he sliced your shirt and reveal your bra. The sudden coldness made your nipples get hard, which took his notice. You whimpered out of loss of contact whenever he stopped playing with your tits.

Only to force himself into your panties. He forcefully pulled down your pants and panties, revealing your slit. You cried out once his fingers got into your hole, stretching you out. You grabbed his forearms trying to keep yourself balanced. "Please. More." You begged loudly.

You couldn't control it he made you feel so good. He thrusted his fingers into you, making sure to circle his fingers towards your spot. He kept abusing your g-spot until you came. But it wasn't over just yet. He took his fingers out of you and grabbed you by your hair, leading you to your knees. You sat infront of him waiting patiently for him to do atleast something.

You watched as he tugged down on his pants and released his aching cock. His hand roughly gripped your jaw and pulled your mouth open. Once he lined his cock up to your mouth you began to thrust onto your mouth. His hand gripped your hair, guiding you to go deeper. A tear strung down your cheek as he pushed himself more into you.

His thrusts slowed down, before fully stopping to cum in your mouth.

#michael myers smut #michael myers #slashers #alternative #aesthetic #horror headcanons #horror #fanfiction #slashpuppi #slasher headcanons #slasher smut #oh em gee

[iluvsluttymen]

Michael Myers x pregnant reader smut!1

I have been living with Michael since we started dating, it was difficult to date Michael because he is a serial killer, he was currently on the run with me!

I helped Michael escape the sanitarium, while I was a patient there.

Michael and I have been dating for 3 years, so since I helped him escape.

When he escaped we would write letters to each other everyday, it was so romantic

During that time I missed Michael with my whole heart,

I was basically crazy for him.

Michael is currently 24 and I am 23

We planned a whole life together and we did everything we planted to do.

I'm currently pregnant with our first child

I'm 18 weeks pregnant.

I got up from my bed and went downs stairs to see what Michael was doing.

"Michael" I called out I didn't get an answers so I guess he wasn't home

I sat down on our couch and turned on the tv

When suddenly a pair of strong hands touched my shoulders

"AH-" I screamed before realizing it was Michael

"OMG Michael don't scare me like that" I said as I gave him a surprised look.

Michael came to sit down next to me

I put on a scary movie and laid on Michael's shoulder.  Michael put his hand around my waist pulling me closer to him, I instantly got butterfly's in my stomach from his small touch.

"Michael can I ask you something?" I said as I looked at Michael

"Sure" Michael said with his deep husky voice

"Okay, what should we name the baby, because I was thinking ivory for a girl, and Michael Jr for a boy" I said to Michael who looked at me with a shocked face

"You want to name it after me?"

Michael said to me with the most beautiful eyes

"Of course, I love you Michael" I said as I grabbed his face and kissed him softly.

"I really do love you" I said to Michael as I kissed him more passionately.

This must have got Michael excited because he grabbed me and put me on his lap.

I blushed when I felt something hard forming in his pants underneath me.

I decided I wanted to tease him so I started to grind on him.

I heard a few groans and moans from Michael before he picked me up and took me to our bedroom.

Michael set me down on the bed gently so not to hurt the baby.

Michael started to kiss and suck at my neck

"Michael" I moans out his name, as I ran my fingers through his beautiful Brown hair.

As I did that Michael groans while moving to kiss my lips. Michaels lips were plump, they were slightly pink, he tasted like my cherry lip balm,

I got on top of Michael and started to grind on him.

I was a moaning mess while Michael was trying to be gentle and not let lose.

I started to unbuckle Michaels belt while he tried to take off my shirt.

He had finally got my shirt off while I got his pants off.

"Um Michael?" I said to him while trying to get my pants off, "can you help me get my pants off please " I asked him while he chuckled at me "okay Y/n, I'll help you get your pants off"

Michael said to me before helping me out of my pants

As soon as my pants came of I got on top of Michael,

I started to kiss and suck his neck , while I was kissing him I finally got Michaels underwear off.I had also taken off of my underwear.

I aligned it and slowly pushed it inside of me.

When he was fully in I moeand because of how full I was.

"M-michael, please go faster" I said to him as he quickens his pace.

As he went in and out I could feel the knot in my stomach tightening as he went faster. Michael put his hands on my waist and pumped himself into me making me moan and cry tears of pleasure.

Michael had flipped me over so now we were in doggy style.

As he pumped into me he slapped my ass which made me moan and squirm under him

"Who's my pretty slut?" Michael whisperd in my ear

"O-oh my g-god I'm cumming" I said as I grabbed onto the bedsheet and released the pleasure from my core.

As I had finished Michael came right after me

We were both a panting mess as we held hands

I turned to face Michael

"I love you so much Michael" I said kissing him before going to sleep on Michaels big squishy chest.

#Michael Myers x reader #michael myers #fem reader #pregnant reader #halloween #smut

[doll-in-the-walls]

✦ Slasher Master List ✦

This master list is specific to various slashers from various horror films. (i.e. House of Wax, Friday the 13th, The Boy, etc.)

✦ Click here to return to the main master list ✦

-Bo Sinclair-

Ficlet: Baby Bo  - x AFAB! Reader

Headcanons: {*} [NSFW] Letter Game - Q

⊱ ─── {.⋅ ✯ ⋅.} ─── ⊰

-Bubba Sawyer/Thomas B. Hewitt-

Headcanons: {*} [NSFW] Letter Game -     I

Headcanons: General (Thomas)

⊱ ─── {.⋅ ✯ ⋅.} ─── ⊰

-Brahms Heelshire-

Headcanons: {*} [NSFW] Letter Game -     D

⊱ ─── {.⋅ ✯ ⋅.} ─── ⊰

-Jason Voorhees-

Headcanons: {*} [NSFW] Letter Game - S

⊱ ─── {.⋅ ✯ ⋅.} ─── ⊰

-Michael Myers-

Ficlet: Halloween Tradition [NSFW] - x AFAB!Reader

Headcanons: {*} [NSFW] Letter Game -   G

⊱ ─── {.⋅ ✯ ⋅.} ─── ⊰

-Vincent Sinclair-

Headcanons: {*} [NSFW] Letter Game -    U

Ficlet: Pretty Face (Realized I never posted this here, will be added soon)

⊱ ─── {.⋅ ✯ ⋅.} ─── ⊰

-Headcanons  (Multiple Slashers)-

Chapstick - (Bubba, Bo, Jason, Michael)

Sign Language - (Bubba, Michael, Vincent)

Packed Lunches -  (Jason, Michael, Bubba, Brahms)

Oral [NSFW] - (Brahms, Jason, Bubba, Vincent)

Shower [N/SFW] - (Bo, Vincent, Bubba, Jason, Brahms, Michael)

Migraine - (Jason, Bubba, Michael, Vincent, Bo, Brahms)

Yandere s/o - (Jason, Michael, Vincent, Thomas/Bubba, Brahms)

{*} [NSFW] Headcanon Letter Game - (Bo - Q, Bubba/Thomas - I, Brahms - D, Jason - S, Michael - G, Vincent - U)

Wearing his Clothes - (Bo, Michael, Bubba, Jason, Brahms, Vincent)

Where He likes to Get Lucky - (Bo, Bubba, Brahms, Jason, Vincent, Michael)

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{*}  - I separated the headcanon game under each slasher but also included the link under “Headcanons Multiple”

#Slasher headcanons #horror slasher fanfiction #jason voorhees #Michael Myers #Slasher x reader #bubba sawyer #thomas brown hewitt #brahms heelshire #bo sinclair #vincent sinclair #lester sinclair #slasher master list

[regianenascimentooficial]

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♡Pinhead/Elliot Spencer♡

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[slasherstories123]

Having a pillow fight with the slashers

Paring: Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Thomas Hewitt, and Bo Sinclair x GN! Reader

Tags list: @brxwrvth @early20sfailingplenty @dootys @callmemeelah @fluffy-little-demon @mehidktbh @slash3rl0v3r @the-anxious-youth @beanbagbitch @mrs-heelshire @vincent-sinclair-deserved-better @smenny @oneofvincentscandles @queen-----bitch @alexxavicry @vexeliers-breakroom @l0sercat

Michael Myers🔪

Did you just hit him with a pillow? You must be bold for hitting THE MICHAEL MYERS with a pillow.

Are you now running for your life? Yes yes you are, but hey at least he’s playing along… right?

He thinks you’re trying to attack him, so he’ll try to get you back until you tell him the rules of a pillow fight. He understands, but why hit him with a pillow?

He still remembers that snowball fight you both had, which made him catch onto it quite quickly.

Just like in the snowball fight… this man isn’t gonna hold back, his hits are more harder than how he threw those snowballs

Y/N you’re playing with a killer, HES NOT GONNA SHOW MERCY! There’s NO mercy when it comes to the Shape himself, feel bad for you, might as well hide

Not like that’s gonna help, he’s gonna find you anyway! If you don't have a plan to beat Michael then you might as well surrender to him

No matter how hard you try he's gonna find you! However, if you do manage to outsmart him, he’d be surprised, to say the least, hitting him in the back of his head before taking off.

Have fun with Michael trying to get you

Jason Voorhees🌳

Confused as to why you hit him with a pillow? You trying to attack him like the victims do? You wouldn’t do that! If you did he would be in some sort of pain, but it’s just a pillow.

He eventually catches onto your little game after a few hits. Grabbing a pillow of his own before hitting you gently on the head, it may be a pillow fight but he doesn’t want to hurt you.

He’d shake his head when you tell him to hit you harder, saying you can take it, that man still isn’t gonna do it, unless you reassure him that it’s okay.

When he starts to hit you a lot harder that’s where the real fun begins

It’ll get to where you both are running around the cabin and or hiding in places so neither of you will get hit

If you’re after Jason it’ll take you at least a good few minutes to find him, he hides in the same spot every time

The bathtub, he hides in the bathtub, having the shower curtain placed in front of him, thinking you can’t find him.

Just for laughs and giggles you pretend not to find him just to make the fight even longer

You’ll still find him though, making him chase after you with the pillow, laughing to yourself knowing that this pillow fight will go on for a while longer.

Thomas Hewitt 🐻

Just like Jason, he wouldn’t want to hurt you, Tommy knows what a pillow fight is but he’s never done it. Never really had a reason for him to do it anyway.

He’d just stand there with his own pillow in his grip, shaking his head each time you tell him to hit you.

A hit in the face was what made him attack you, of course you didn’t do it on purpose, you just threw it at him… and you managed to hit him in the face, sure it caught him off guard but now you’ve woken something in him.

You already threw your pillow so there’s no point in trying to defend yourself, grabbing onto his pillow so he wouldn’t hit you

You made a wrong move by doing this, now look at you. You got Thomas after you!

Since you both are playing in his room you would have to jump over his bed a whole bunch of times just so he wouldn’t catch you, it worked for a bit until he got a hold of the back of your shirt

You didn’t even have time to grab your pillow as he kept hitting you, having you backed up in a corner so you couldn’t escape.

Might as well accept your fate at this point

He can tell he’s not hurting you by you laughing and your feet in the air trying to kick him away, at least he’s having g fun that’s all that matters to you

Bo Sinclair 🔧

This man will curse under his breath when he feels you hit him with the pillow, he’d look back at you with a read-less expression on his face.

“The hell was that for?”

He wouldn’t give in to your “stupid” game easily, you’d have to hit him a few times out of nowhere for him to finally play along.

When he begins to play along he’ll stop at NOTHING just to get you back, that’s how angry you made him

If he spots you he’s running at you FULL speed, hitting you straight on the head a few times before you tried to escape his hits.

“Where you going Y/N? I thought this was what you wanted!”

The fight got more intense by the minute, you somehow think it’s fun, finally getting Bo to play with you instead of laying back and drinking his beer 24/7

You can tell that he’s having fun too, knowing him well enough to know that he won’t actually say that

If you’re lucky to even get pass him, Vincent will let you hide in the basement until Bo gives up trying to look for you.

Which won’t be too long since he’ll probably stop looking for you after at least 10-20 minutes

#Michael Myers #Michael Myers fluff #Jason Voorhees #Jason Voorhees fluff #Thomas Hewitt #Thomas Hewitt fluff #bo Sinclair #bo sinclair fluff #slasher headcanons #slasher fluff #slasher imagines #slasher x you #slashers #slasher x reader #slasher x y/n #slasher fanfiction

[glitchstoxicwaste]

Can we get slashers with a small goth s/o mayhaps 👁👁

Slashers x small! goth! reader

I got asked this before but my dumb ass posted it instead of putting it in my drafts, so you, anon, are a LIFE SAVER!

I was excited to write about it too, so when I had to delete the post and the ask I was pissed at myself for being so damn dumb lmao!

So I apologize to whoever sent a post similar to this! I was going to write it but I did a dumb and had to delete it...

Slashers

Not proof read, slashers aren't linked to their specific masterlists, I'm too lazy lmao, sorry for any/all bad spelling and mistakes

TW: cursing (not new), G/N Reader, reader is the "stereotypical goth" in this but that doesn't mean all goths are like that! the word "Fleshlight" was used once, slightly suggestive, blood and death, reader threatened with knife. It gets weird-

Side note, in Michaels headcanons there is mention of him raising his knife to reader and reader yells "Do it", insinuating that he kill them, this is a running joke within my friend group, Something happened to me that my friends witnessed and I just yelled "then fucking Do it", since then my friends and I joke about it. The reader saying it is meant to show lack of fear, not the want to die.

Continue under the cut!

Michael Myers!

You’re… interesting.

You didn’t flinch or scream when he killed your friends.

Legit shocked him when he rose his knife to kill you and you just smiled and said “Do it!”… are you okay?

You like his outfit? It’s just a mask and coveralls… you think he’s… cool? He’s a Murderer!

Okay but like, really, you actually surprise him, a lot. You aren’t scared of him, you actually think his job and who he is as a person is awesome and he feels… pride for it.

Paint his nails black and he will demand you re-paint them when they chip when he’s working. Don’t judge him, you said it makes him look cooler and he took it to heart!

No you can’t dye his hair, and no he won’t do shit with yours. Go get it done yourself.

Will bring you something he thinks you’ll like from a victim.

If you get clothes that don't have holes and want holes, ask him, he will rip it a little and cut it a bit to help you out, if he nicks you a bit he will smirk under his mask.

If you wear lipstick and you leave kiss marks on his scar over his eye he will become vulnerable around you more often.

Loves when you sass others, but not when you sass him.

You being tiny means he can tower over you more, but if he doesn't intimidate you then pretend, he knows you're faking, but appreciates the thought.

will have you sit on one of his legs, just to show how small you are compared to him.

Wraps one arm around you when sleeping, he doesn't move much at night.

Will happily get any white clothes you have bloody if you like the look of blood splatter.

Will go out into public with you at night, he can't be seen as well, and you enjoy it, its spooky, hell yeah.

Adores when you decorate outside for Halloween, you go all out, he loves you so fucking much for that.

Jason Voorhees!

He almost didn't see you sitting on the doc, but the flicker of candle light caught his attention.

He saw you just sitting there, a candle burning next to you, thankfully you had an ash tray under it so the wax wouldn't get into the water.

He was gonna kill you until he saw Pamela turn to him and put a finger up to her mouth, telling him to be quiet, she then motioned him to stand next to her behind the tree she was at.

He was confused, until he heard you talk, you were talking to the water, what you said made them both emotional.

"Jason Voorhees, I know what they did to you, the counselors and other kids that were here when you died. You didn't deserve it, you were, and still are, innocent. Just because you weren't "Normal" didn't give them a right to end your life. I apologize on their behalf, may you rest in peace."

The way you said the word "Normal" was in a mocking tone, altering your voice to make it sound weird and distorted.

Ever since then Pamela had you both meet, and soon, you were a couple.

You being goth doesn't bother them, are you hurting anyone? No, are you a demon? -sadly- no, are you minding your own damn business and being true to who you are? Yes!

But Jason does worry over your size, you're so much smaller than him, well, everyone is, but you're smaller than Pamela! You're bound to get hurt!

Y/N! Get back in the cabin! You aren't safe outside!

When you all heard that some old counselors and kids from when he was alive came back to the camp, you stepped right up and went to give them a piece of your damn mind!

Jason was against it but Pamela wanted to know what you were gonna do.

When you told them all of Jason was seconds away from crying, but then you got grabbed by one of the bigger guys.

Lets just say he wont be making kids ever again, and Jason and Pamela didn't even leave the cabin to help you yet!

Proud is what they are!

You're tiny but bad ass!

Pamela will paint your nails for you, if you have other colors she would love if you painted her nails a bright color, and Jason would like both black and bright colors, he's a happy boy.

If you wear lipstick and kiss Jason's face when he doesn't have on the mask, the second his mom sees the kiss marks and Jason tells her of all the sweet things you said in between kisses, she is determined to get you both rings.

Loves holding you, you will sit on his non dominant arm, hands on his chest, knees closed and pressed into his lower ribs a little, as his dominant hand swings beside him with his hatchet.

If you don't mind the murders, don't mind the blood splatter on you, or hearing the gruesome details, then he is holding you on his forearm as he kills, feeding your interest in his "work"

He loves when you lay on him when you sleep, you're so small you fit perfectly on his form, and seeing you so relaxed fills him with pride because only he can see this side of you.

Norman Bates!

At first he thought you were a demon coming to take him to hell for the sins mother forced him to commit.

You need to tell him about the Gothic community.

Mother does not approve at. all.

He loves the height difference, your small figure engulfed in his whenever he stands in front of or behind you, his heart skips a beat.

If a customer is being a bitch, and you sass them back, his face gets red hot.

He can't fix your hair for you, but he will make you a hair appointment with the best hair dresser in town.

kiss his cheek if you wear lipstick, leave a mark, and he will get "Uncomfortable" in his jeans. -wink wink-

loves holding your hands, they fit in his perfectly, his heart can't take it.

He is big time in love with you, you take on a domestic role and he can't help but fall so hard in love that he may just marry you now.

Is glad you don't force the house or the motel to have a more "Gothic" look to it, even around Halloween you don't over do it because you know it'll make him uncomfortable.

He isn't comfortable with you painting his nails, mother told him that boys don't do that, you can, you can wear makeup and all that if you want to, he just doesn't wanna do it himself.

He tells you about what mother made him do to other people at the motel, he cries when you accept him for who he is.

Purely the big spoon, loves holding you against him.

Brahms Heelshire!

Skeptical at first, but even more interested at the same time.

Decides he wants to watch you longer than he did with the failed nanny's.

The sass you gave Malcom when he INSISTED he help you and you leave the house made Brahms trust you more.

When he showed himself to you, he was shocked at the disappointed face you made, did you not like him?

When you tell him you were excited about living in a huge haunted house by yourself, he stares at you, completely perplexed, all the other nanny's got scared at the thought of his Ghost Child self, and even more terrified when he emerges from the walls, but you were disappointed he wasn't a ghost...

When you sass him for the first time is when he's throwing a tantrum.

He stops the child act within a few weeks, and learns its much more rewarding.

If you kiss his mask and you have on lipstick, if it leaves a mark, he will remove the mask and kiss you.

The mask won't get washed, the kiss mark is smudged and gross now but he loves it still.

Demands he gets his nails painted with you, but then ruins it from impatience.

Loves to pick you up and carry you around, he's strong and 6'3, you're tiny as fuck, perfect!

Worries about you when you go to climb the counters in order to get to the top shelves, just call him next time and he will get it for you, just kiss him in return.

Billy Lenz!

It's not super new to him, goths that is, he's moved from attic to attic and has seen a fair share of things, but your height is new to him.

It shocked him when he called the phone and you were sassy as hell towards him.

Does he like you, little Piggy? No, he's obsessed!

Dude shows himself sooner than he has in the past, escaping the attic and sneaking into your room when he thinks you're sleeping.

Y'all started dating when you were up late still removing everything you were wearing and he suddenly came into your room.

He loves standing full height next to you when you don't have on shoes, you're tiny, his tiny little Piggy.

Paint his nails and he will ruin it by being in the attic, or because he will peel the paint off his nails before or directly after they are fully dry.

If you have hair and it's dyed, he will play with it a lot.

Will try to re-dye your hair for you, but will make a large mess on accident.

Tries on your accessories when you aren't home, he's skinny enough to wear some of the bracelets, but got a ring stuck on his finger, you had to got to the hospital and have it removed with a saw.

Kiss him if you wear lipstick, please, he will be happy to have the mark on his yellow skin.

loves playing with your tiny fingers, they're so freaking cute!

Loves being big spoon, he can wrap himself around you and hold you flesh against him, it's like holding a teddy bear to him!

If he's little spoon he will be scared to sleep, the fear of crushing you and killing you swarming his thoughts.

But at the same time, feeling your face pressed against his back because you can't reach his shoulder makes him laugh a little, so tiny!

Thomas Hewitt!

How the fuck are you not dead just by the heat of Texas?!

Boy worries about you 24/7!

You wear so much black in the heat of Texas he's scared you'll have a heatstroke.

Calm him down when he fusses by putting your tiny hand on his, look up at him, and smile. His heart will squeeze at the reminder of your major height difference.

Loves holding your hand, its so small, it barely fills his palm.

If you wear makeup and you kiss his scarred face he will flush red and when he looks at you and sees the genuine love in your eyes he wanted to cry from the joy.

Luda Mae was weary about you at first, she's witnessed goths berating others and causing pain before.

But when she comes back to the house from having to help Hoyt with an emergency, and she sees you cleaning the house for her, her opinion starts to change about you, maybe you aren't so bad.

But then, when it was just you and Thomas at home for the day, she walked through the door to see you laying on your back, Thomas' head on your stomach, large arms wrapped protectively around you as you played with his hair, him fast asleep as you both engulfed the couch, her mind was set, you and Thomas were meant to be.

Hoyt gives you a hard time about you being tiny, saying you can't do anything for the benefit of the family, just sass his ass back and clean up the house to shut him up.

Luda Mae will paint your nails for you.

Thomas and Luda Mae will take care of your hair for you.

Make Thomas a new leather mask! It'll mean the world to him!

Bo Sinclair!

When he first saw you was when you came to the Gas Station, he looked up at you, your hip popped out to the side, a hand on said hip, other arm dangling on your other side, one knee bent slightly yes guys do this pose too, I've seen it many times-, he was smitten.

Star struck, never had he felt this before, legit was in love.

Ever since then you both have been together, you couldn't care any less about your friends being dead.

Dude loves the sassy attitude when you get pissed, especially when handling the other visitors and their just making you more agitated by the second, the sass is legit sexy af.

You're style is different from his, he loves it a lot, but will never admit it.

Thinks about how his parents wouldn't approve of the relationship, he couldn't care less.

If you put him in his place when he's cranky or drunk he will try to cool off before coming back home, boy don't wanna have a spiked boot chucked at him again.

He's relentless with the teasing about your height, just remind him that the smaller you are the better you can deal major damage to his package.

Don't even attempt to paint his nails, he will throw the nail polish across the house and break it, then have you clean it even if you can't reach.

Is soft for you.

Massage his scalp when he takes off his hat before bed and the man will pass the fuck out.

Gently touch his wrists and show his scars some soft love and he will show genuine vulnerability around you.

If you ever get hurt for any reason he will never forgive himself, will legit be more kind and affectionate towards you.

Doesn't take you for granted, you aren't an object, yes you're as small as one, but you aren't a walking fleshlight, you're his partner, his s/o.

Easily jealous when other people talk to you, give him cuddles later on and all will be forgotten.

Vincent Sinclair!

Art, you are art.

When you were put in his art room by Bo he legit bandaged your wound and ran to tell Bo that you aren't being made into a wax figure.

Bo was fuming 'cause he worked HARD on getting you where you are now, the struggle was REAL for once, you managed to kick his "testosterone storage unit" with your spiked leather shoes!

Man had to take a few minutes to calm the ache in his groin. Even now, hours later, his voice is still a little squeaky from the impact.

Vin lets you free, and tries his hardest to get the glue off your lips without hurting you and fixes your clothes.

When you stand up without your shoes on for the first time he is in awe, hoe can someone so tiny be so fierce? Are you the embodiment of a chihuahua? A Pomeranian?

Won't let you paint his nails that often, unless its when there hasn't been people coming to Ambrose for a few days and wont ruin the polish or get chips of the polish in the wax.

If you wear lipstick, put on your tall boots, and kiss the lips of the mask leaving behind lipstick markings he will become the most flustered person on the planet, boy covers the mask face with his hands and stands there for a while.

If you have hair he will take care of it, re-dying it if its dyed, trimming it when it gets too long, trimming off the split ends for you, trimming your bangs out of your eyes, styling it for you, you just gotta ask and he's on it in .02 seconds.

Take care of his hair for him and he will get so fucking flustered instantly.

Stick up for him when Bo is being a douche, Vin will try not to laugh due to the height difference, but he appreciates the effort anyway.

Watches you do your makeup if you wear any, will put a cool design on your face with eyeliner if you ask.

Makes you new jewelry with whatever he finds around Ambrose, you're one of a kind to him, you deserve one of a kind, hand crafted, meaningful things.

If you have piercings he will make you new ones because then they will be as unique as you are! But you should clean them before putting them in...

If Bo get's too out of hand with his angry rants and Vin can sense that Bo actually got to you, whether it be verbally or physically, then Vin will get ANGRY.

Stands up full height, fists clenched, and glares at Bo with a look resembling what their father used to do to Bo to get him to shut up and behave.

Vin will draw you a lot, your style is amazing to him and he admires the bravery you show when you aren't afraid to be yourself.

Lester Sinclair!

Woah, you're so cool!

When you first saw you he was stunned, he never saw someone as cool as you before!

When you're sassy to Bo it's hard for Les to contain his laughter, both because you're so much smaller than the three brothers are, and because you out sass Bo.

When you looked up at him and smiled, showing him genuine kindness and affection, his heart went fucking doki-doki -note to self, never say "doki-doki" again- I swear!

You have him wrapped around your finger.

Dude makes you jewelry out of bones he finds, and ones he liked the most out of his collection

Will let you help him with collecting roadkill and is stunned at how you haven't passed out from the heat, or complained about it, although you're wearing more black than anything else.

If you wear lipstick and cover his face with kisses while it's fresh, leaving clear kiss marks, he will saunter around Ambrose, flaunting to Bo and the visitors that YOU chose HIM out of everyone else.

Seeing you and Jonesy playing makes him happy, both his S/O and his puppy like each other! He's gonna die a happy man!

If you buy, or even better, MAKE Jonesy a new collar that has black leather and small, dull, spikes around it with a tag that says "Lester and Y/N's Hell-Hound" he will squeal like a fangirl.

He will let you pain his nails, but he can't stop using his hands for things and thus the still drying polish will have lines and sometimes gets removed by him being a busy body 24/7. Be patient with him with this please-

When you show Bo major sass, it makes Les puff his chest up with pride, in his mind he's like: "That's right Bo! That's Mah S/O! Ya just put yer tail 'tween yer legs an' run off!"

Vincent and Lester appreciat e when you stick up for them too, but at the same time when both you and Bo are just arguing and mouthing off to one another it makes them uncomfortable, but hot dayum does it make Lester feel loved!

#slashers #slasher #slasher fucker #slashers x reader #slashers x you #slashers x y/n #slasher x reader #slasher x you #slasher x y/n #slasher x s/o #halloween series #halloween 2007 #halloween 1978 #michael myers #michael myers x reader #michael myers x you #michael myers x y/n #friday the thirteenth #friday the 13th #jason voorhees #jason voorhees x reader #jason voorhees x you #jason voorhees x y/n #psycho 1960 #norman bates #norman bates x reader #norman bates x you #norman bates x y/n #brahms the boy #brahms the doll

[trash-gobby]

🐶 💕

Can I request Michael Myers with a s/o who enjoys showering him in affection? Like kissing his cheeks or telling him how handsome and what a good boyfriend he is?

Michael Myers X Physically and Verbally Affectionate GN!S/O

Pairings: Michael Myers X GN!Reader

Characters: Michael Myers, Reader

A/N: When I first read this before starting my shift at work my dyslexic ass thought you wrote “s/o who is trying to shower Michael Myers.” And all I could picture for the rest of the time I was working was Michael Myers being chased around with a hose because he doesn’t want to take a bath 😂. Thanks for sending in this request!!

Link: Halloween Masterlist

RATING: G

Warnings!: None.

✨At first Michael isn't really going to know what to do with this kind of reaction. Affection is something Michael hasn't really experienced a lot of, so if you hug him randomly he's gonna just stand there or awkwardly try to figure out what to do with his arms.

✨He likes that your touching him, but doesn’t know what to do with himself at first.

✨This goes equally for when you start telling him what a good boyfriend he is. He’ll be flattered but not know what to do with this.

✨Michael is used to being told he’s the bastion of all evil, the boogeyman, not he’s a handsome lil’ man who is the very best boi in the world.

✨He isn’t gonna say much in return, he’s basically mute, but he’ll usually take your hand pull you into an awkward but meaningful hug.

✨Also has attempted to cook for you at one time as a sign of affection and nearly burned the house down, but his heart was in the right place. He wants to be the best boyfriend for you and sometimes that can be a fire hazard.

✨Depending on how close your relationship is, he may or may not let you anywhere near his face to give him kisses. He doesn't like his personal space being violated and sets pretty clear boundaries.

✨However, if your super close and in a deeply loving relationship, there is no way he will feel like your violating his personal space. He'll love when you give him little kisses to express your love.

✨Michael's love language with close partners is definitely physical affection, and once he figures out how to be intimate, he will want to just cuddle with you in his lap and do nothing. Just enjoying each other's company.

✨Gives pretty great shoulder massages, and will do that for you if your feeling stressed and tense. He’s got big hands and he knows how to use them for both murder and being a pretty good masseuse.

✨He’ll want to cuddle under a blanket on the back porch in fall when the leaves start to change so you can watch the kaleidoscope colours of autumn peacefully.

#halloween 1978 #halloween masterlist #halloween headcanons #michael myers #michael myers headcanons #michael myers x reader #michael myers fluff #dating michael myers #halloween 2018 #halloween kills #horror fandom #horror masterlist #horror headcanons #slasher fandom #slasher masterlist #slasher fan #slashers #slasher requests #trash-gobby requests #trash gobby requests

[babyyweebbitch]

Michael Myers x gothic reader?

Bye, this is amazing

I feel like Michael is one to not care about his partner’s appearance. He doesn’t care what you look like, your aesthetic or anything. He genuinely can give less of a shit, plus I have a hc that he’s curious about a lot of things

He loves the way you dress! The black clothes, the hair, the shoes. He once watched you get ready for your day and he kinda stalked you throughout the day for two reasons, to make sure you’re ok and just to see you in your clothes all day. Also god help anyone who dare stare at you in disgust or cause you any problems all day. That person will be given a slow painful death

You may catch him a few times examining your stuff. He likes to look at your clothes and shoes not in a creepy way, in a way that he’s fascinated by your stuff. Don’t say shit about it, he’s moody

If you have any tattoos he will be staring at them ALOT. Even if they’re like small ones, he’ll be staring at them like it’s a fucking roach. Same go’s for piercings, he might give you random things to shove in your piercing holes just for fun (obviously depending on where the piercings are)

Damn my creativity is just ✨G O N E✨ I tried tho 🙂🙂 — Nova

#michael myers #michael myers x reader #michael myers headcanons #Halloween #halloween kills #halloween franchise #gothic reader #request #✨nova✨

[beoneofus]

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| So Far |

( last updated 5.27.22 )

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖑𝖔𝖘𝖙 𝖇𝖔𝖞𝖘 ☜︎︎︎

(Y/N'S HEADCANONS FT. THE BOYS)

STAR

lose the attitude | fem! reader imagine ( nsfw )

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MICHAEL

imagine | cuddle bug

you swear on it? | male! reader imagine

small sweet work piece | g/n reader

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PAUL

date idea

taking his male s/o on a date

complimenting his gender neutral s/o

a small sweet imagery

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MARKO

comforting his fem! s/o

the type of date he'd take his s/o on

a small sweet imagery

say it again | fem! reader imagine (nsfw)

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DAVID

gender neutral reader | angst

cuddling his fem! s/o

showing affection to his s/o

a small sweet imagery

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DWAYNE

discovering his s/o's diary

a small sweet imagery

say it again, please? | fem! reader imagine

small nsfw piece | fem! reader

dwayne's date headcanons | gn reader

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THE LOST BOYS : GROUP

star and michael | comforting headcanons

the lost boys as dogs from movies | headcanons

stores the boys would shop at in our generation

david and dwayne | 90's & 2000's bands

marko and paul | 90's and 2000's bands

david, dwayne, paul, marko | petnames

poly! lost boys imagine x gn reader | shocked (nsfw)

marko x gn reader x david imagine | shut the hell up, marko

paul x fem! reader x marko imagine | nightly talks

poly! lost boys x gn! reader chat fic imagine | what the fuck is happening?

poly! lost boys x gn! reader / bitch, excuse you? | part two to, what the fuck is happening?

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𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖑𝖆𝖘𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖘 ☜︎︎︎

ALL

chucky, michael, ghostface, freddy | meeting their s/o

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SCREAM FRANCHISE

stu macher | comforting his fem! s/o

stu macher | how he treats his s/o

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MICHAEL MYERS

don't stop | afab! reader imagine (nsfw)

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OTIS DRIFTWOOD

be a good slut | afab! reader imagine (nsfw)

[kusagrasskusa]

Michael Myers X Short! Reader

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

I wrote this story on Wattpad (@Red_scarfed_person) and decided to post it here lol. If you saw this on Wattpad and don't believe me, you can go to my page on Wattpad and see that in my Messages, I talk about having a Tumblr account and left my Tumblr username there :)

And rereading my old story scared me. If you're here expecting a violent, fearful story, please don't read this. This is full of the sarcasm someone who lacks sleep can muster.

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Ah yes. Y/N's favorite part of the day. Trying to cook. Was that sarcasm? Partially.

Y/N loved cooking; it was so satisfying to see people enjoy her food. But the part she hated was trying to reach the goDDAMN bowls and ingredients from the cabinets. Why did the construction workers have to put them 17 light years high?

Of course, it wasn't the construction workers' fault. It's just that Y/N is the size of a fifth grader. 4'6" tall. What makes it harder to live being so short? Living with someone who's 6'7."

You see, a while ago, there was a certain incident...

A tall male in a white mask and blue jumpsuit, brown hair and blue eyes, found himself in the home of another. He silently panted in his mask, in pain even if he wouldn't show it. Rolling up his sleeves and pulling up the bottom of his shirt, Michael started checking for severe wounds.

"Damn, you're hot..." Some short woman mumbled, turning on the kitchen light. Michael perked up, pulling his shirt back down and reaching for his knife.

"Oh, damn, wrong time to speak up? Sorry," Y/N said, not even knowing if she was being sarcastic in that sentence or not. Mainly since author-san doesn't know if their being sarcastic or not. Anyway--

Michael started walking towards her with the knife, not running since we all know that Michael can walk and still win Olympic runs. Y/N just grabbed a candy bar in her cabinet, opening it and taking a bit.

Michael was confused as hell. As a result, he stopped walking and lowered the knife. "So, you're not gonna kill me? That sucks since my dept is unbelievably high." Michael blinked quickly in confusion, thinking, then it might not be too high with short you are.

Y/N sighed, then gasped. "Oh wait! You're that boogeyman guy who everyone is scared of!" Y/N said with a small smile. She wasn't sadistic or anything, but she was sorta excited to see him.

Michael just stood there, not even knowing how to react for the first time in his life. Y/N then sighed again, throwing away the wrapper to the candy bar and shrugging. "If you decide to kill me later, stab my neck. It's very sensitive. Oh and my room is down the hall, to the left. And my couch is comfortable if you wanna sleep there."

And with those last words, Y/N walked to her room, closing the door behind her and getting it bed. Leaving a confused serial killer.

The next morning, Y/N yawned as she walked out of her bedroom and to the kitchen. Her kitchen and living room was one large room, the kitchen set to the right near the front door, and the living room on the other side of the room.

Between them is a hallway that leads to a bedroom and bathroom. It was a two story house. The top two floors had an office room, another bathroom, and a storage room.

Anyway, Y/N rubbed sleep from her eyes as she walked over to the stove and grabbing a pan. She also pulled out milk, pepper, salt and eggs and set them ok the counter. But now she needed a bowl to even put those in.

Michael heard noise from the kitchen which resulted in him waking up. He slowly sat up on the couch, turning to face Y/N. He got up and walked towards her.

"Why is this so high up," Y/N mumbled to herself as she tried to reach a bowl from a cabinet. She couldn't even reach the handle on the cabinet. Growling in frustration, Y/N gave into defeat.

But then comes Michael opening the cabinet for her, making her help and turn around. "W-Who the hell are you!" Y/N shrieked, blushing a bit. I mean, here she is, a tiny gal blocked in the corner of the kitchen by a tall, mascular guy.

Memories came flooding back and Y/N remembered who he was. "Ooooh, so you're that boogeyman guy? I remember now...wait... I let a damn serial killer into my house!?" Y/N shrieked again as Michael set down the bowl, turning on the stove.

As Y/N went through her epiphany, Michael actually started to cook. It wasn't until he was done did Y/N snap out of it. He set out two plates and cups, putting the scrambled eggs on them and filling the cups with F/D.

"W-Wait...so you aren't going to kill me? You're really gonna..." Y/N mumbled as Michael grabbed a nearby receipt and pen. He wrote down something, making Y/N shush and lean over at what he's writing.

"My name is Michael. I'm not planning on hurting you anytime soon. What is your name?" it read. Y/N was confused as hell now. Why would he spare her? What is so special about her? I should just be grateful, Y/N thought.

"I'm Y/N, Y/N L/N..." Y/N said, looking up at Michael. She blushed a bit, making eye contact. Michael grabbed a plate and cup and handed it to her, then grabbed his own and sat down at the small diner table. Well, way to go from one thing to another, Y/N thought as she sat down next to him.

As much as it confused her, Y/N still wasn't sure how she was still alive. But she was grateful she was, anyway. She always the tall male attractive, but never had feelings for him until recently.

Even if he'd refuse to get things for her that were high up, give her looks that just screamed out about her being short, and wrote down short on sticky notes and put them everywhere, she fell for him. What a lovely crush.

"Why the hell are the damn cabinets 17 light years high," Y/N growled as she climbed on the counter. Just as she was about to grab a bowl, she yelped when large arms wrapped around her an pulled her down carefully.

"Michael! Hey, let go!" Y/N yelled, trying to be serious despite how much she wanted to smile and laugh. Michael shook his head, hugging her tighter.

Despite how badly be wanted to tease her about her height, he kept quiet of course. He didn't just want a hug, either, he wanted to pull her down so she'd have to struggle to get back on the counter again. As said before, what a lovely crush.

Michael eventually pulled away, taking a couple steps back. Y/N looked over at him with a sour-sweet look, blushing a bit. She crossed her arms, "so, was that all you wanted?" Yeah, is that all you wanted, baka? ≧n≦

Michael shook his head, pointing to the bathroom. Y/N raised a brow. "What?" She asked, thinking for a moment. "You need a towel or something?" Michael then nodded.

Y/N smiled a bit, nodding. She walked to her room, Michael following until they reached the door. Grabbing a towel, Y/N walked back over to him and handed it. "It might be a bit small for a giant such as yourself, but here."

Michael nodded, then walked towards the bathroom and went inside. Y/N smiled a bit, thinking to herself about what he'd look like once he got out. It made her cheeks heat up and her heart beat a bit faster.

And about 15 minutes later, Y/N was back in the living room, watching TV. "C'mon, Saitama, beat the hell outta them..." Y/N mumbled under her breath, watching an intense fighting scene.

Y/N perked when she heard the bathroom door open and looked over. Long story short about that was happening in her mind: bad idea.

"MMMM-" Y/N screamed muffledly, having covered her mouth with a pillow that moment. Her face was red, blushing hard from the sight. The towel covered just enough on Michael to where nothing was shown, but he was h o t. Even the scars on him weren't seen as disturbing or anything.

Michael cocked his head, holding his clothes in his hands. He ignored Y/N's reaction to seeing him, since he only cared about his jumpsuit being cleaned. Of course he would act like that--

Y/N, already knowing what Michael wanted, slowly stood up and walked over. She was figitting, clearly still flustered as she grabbed his clothes. "I-I'll just, uh, go wash these..." She mumbled as she walked passed him quickly, to the washing machine and dryer.

Michael blinked a couple times, thinking about the hell he's supposed to where for the time being. Just the towel?

About five minutes passed, Michael was still waiting next to the bathroom for Y/N to come back. He just wanted something to c h a n g e i n t o.

Alas, the moment finally came. Y/N walked back out after almost crying to herself in the laundry room. Typing this out now made me realize I'm making it sound like Y/N was-- well, if you know, you know. But no, that wasn't happening. Our child, Y/N, was just flustered, ok? Yes, our child. I care about you so much reader and I love your OC even though idfk what they look like. They're a beautiful specimen. :):):):):):) Anyway, back to the story.

"H-Hey," Y/N stuttered as she walked out, waving as Michael. Michael, who kept his mask on by the way, just rolled his eyes from inside the mask, handing her a piece of paper. It said that he needed a change of clothes, to which Y/N just chuckled about. "I-I mean...Do you reallllyyy? Can't you just stick with that? You don't look too bad in it, heh heh."

Michael have her a dull look from under his mask, making Y/N sigh. "Fine, whatever. But let's be honest, I'm not gonna have anything that fits you. You should just stick with that," she said, shrugging and pretending to calm about seeing him like that. She was clearly in a flirty mood, which she sometimes gets like when she wants to annoy Michael.

He likes to out sticky notes everywhere with the word short on it, pull her off counters so she has a harder time getting stuff from cabinets, and put his hand above her head as if he was saying, "You're not tall enough to do ____." So it's only normal she would flirt to get him back. But mayyybe acting like that isn't a good decision on her part.

Michael sighed silently, grabbing Y/N"s wrist softly. "Wha--" Y/N cut herself off when Michael pulled her close, leaning down to get his face close to her's. Then, for the very first time in years, Michael spoke.

"Whatever makes you happier~" Michael whispered in her ear; his voice was low and husky. Y/N turned red immediately, incapable of even coming up with a response. Hold on- a tall, mysterious guy with a good figure pulled me close and now can speak, in a hot goddamn voice at that, Y/N thought.

Michael caressed her cheek, pulling away. Y/N had her mouth slightly parted, her eyes widened. "Yo...You can..." Y/N stuttered, not even able to come up with a sentence. So instead, she just nodded slowly, slowly walking into her room and gesturing for him to follow. Michael smiled proudly under his mask, following her.

Yes, what he did was small but Y/N was the kind of person to be a bit extra about these things. Of course it affected her. Anyway, about five minutes later, Y/N couldn't find anything for him to wear other than a large hoodie and very oversized sweatpants she got from a Plot Convenience Sale, which was kinda tight for him. But at least she had a use for the sweatpants, since that was kinda just in her closet.

Y/N took a deep breath once Michael was done changing, coming out of her room. Of course, she left the room when he got changed so don't think dirty, precious readers. Y/N looked over, smiling a bit with heated cheeks at Michael. The small moment from earlier was still bothering her.

"Does it fit?" she asked, raising a brow. Michael nodded, putting his hands in the hoodie pockets. "That's good," Y/N mumbled, staring at the ground awkwardly. A couple moments of silence later, Michael smiled from under his mask, taking it off while Y/N was too busy being lost in a daydream to notice.

"Thank you," Michael whispered as her kissed her forehead, making Y/N flinch. Because Michael appears to be as fast as light, he was already putting his mask on by the time Y/N looked up. Her face was red again, but even worse than before.

"M-Michael, did you just--" Michael was already walking away, brushing her off. "Hey, listen to me!" Y/N yelled as she caught up to him. Like hell that was going to be a one time thing, Y/N thought. I'm going to see his face eventually, she promised herself.

#slashers #slashers x reader #slashers x you #michael myers x reader #michael myers #old story #horror movies #short reader #reader insert #x reader

[slashingdisneypasta]

Imagine / New exciting WIP:

Horror Villains x FairytalePrincess!Reader || Headcanons

I just want y’all to know I am working on something! Something exciting (At least, for me) is coming up and I haven't disappeared ^^ Content is still a thing! Promise! Hah. 

This is similar to the Horror / Six: The Musical AU (X Reader) || Headcanons in that its like a detailed blurb/story in headcanon form. Most of the same characters, too. Except Norman was replaced by Freddy cuz SLEEPING BEAUTY. And Ghostface is there too but I haven’t quite figured theirs out yet. 

Bubba Sawyer: Beauty and the Beast… ; The gritty truth.

What if Belle’s Beast was a (possibly) inbred, cannibalistic, chainsaw wielding, skin mask wearing murderer and not a traditionally handsome prince disguised as a big fluffy monster?

Chucky / Charles Lee Ray: Princess Y/N and the Frog… That is, if she had practised on a doll first to get her nerves up to scratch before smooching the amphibian.

What if the Princess turned the Lakeshore Strangler back into a human instead of a Prince? 

Freddy Krueger: Sleeping Beauty… And the creep in her dreams that tried to kill her.

What if Sleeping Beauty got to know another man during her time asleep, and it was his kiss that woke her up?

Jason Voorhees: The Little Mermaid… And the scary land dweller she loved. 

What if the Little Mermaid inhabited a certain lake; Not an ocean.

Mayor Buckman (And the rest of Pleasant Valley): Goldilocks and the Three Bears… Or, in this case the town of cannibalistic confederate ghosts.

What if Goldilocks was a disgraced single mother with nowhere to go and thought the town was abandoned when she broke in to rest for the night?

Michael Myers: Cinderella… And the boy who grew up in the sanatorium across from her house.

What if Cinderella’s evil stepmother and stepsisters were killed by a knife wielding home invader that watched her grow up and would be hellbent on staying close to her forever?

#Horror Villains x FairytalePrincess!Reader #WIP #Work In Progress