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Reblog if you support non-binary people <3

(I'm trying to prove a homophobic person in my class wrong :3)

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I've been thinking and thinking, trying to pinpoint exactly what it was that got me into monster fucking/loving. Was it something I saw or heard, or did it just spring up all on its own? I've been racking my brain trying to figure it out. And then I realized it was this! This right here:

The garden scene from Dracula (1992)! This came out before I was even born! At the time, I didn't even know the terms 'monster fucker' or 'teratophillia' were even a thing, but I swear, the first time I saw this, I was like, "I gotta have me some of that!"

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Could you please write some fluff and NSFW Michael Myers headcanons? 7u7 I'd love if you use the 2007 Michael but all Michaels are precious.

[I love the 2007 Michael honestly!]

Michael Myers Headcanons

SFW:

Michael is surprisingly clingy. Years of isolation have made it difficult for him to remember just what a kind touch feels like. He shies away at first, certainly, but once he gets used to you and trusts you, he’s all over you. Arms clinging to your waist. Head resting against your shoulder. His breath in your ear, calm and steady so you can count the ins and outs. He craves being close to you and feeling you against him. Expect hugs and cuddles whenever you’re alone together. 

He loves to design masks for you. Paper mache was (and still is) calming to him. It is an escape from reality and a chance to channel his feelings into something other than murder. You come home often to masks that are designed with your favorite colors and shapes, and he feels like its almost an honor to be able to tie it behind your ears for you.

Brings you home trinkets. Sometimes its bloody teeth. Sometimes its a gold necklace he’s taken from one of the babysitter’s jewelry boxes. 

Michael has difficulty talking, but, always tries to say your name. Years of not using his voice, being muted by his own mind and the doctors around him, burn in his lungs. What once was easy is now almost painful. Still, when he sees you his heart is warm and he longs to let you know just how much he loves you. You can hear his vocal chords straining as his gruff voice huffs out your name while he reaches to hug you, and that name falls from his mouth over and over. It’s sometimes accompanied with ‘i love you’ but only rarely. 

NSFW:

Loves fucking anywhere but the bedroom. The kitchen, dining room, stairwell, living room, and bathrooms of your shared home in Haddonfield? They’ve all had you down on them, splayed open while Michael holds you by the neck and pounds into you, relishing in the way the surface your on shakes and groans under the force. In your insatiable moans. Knowing that you’ve experienced pleasure in every corner of the home is something he prides himself on. He makes sure to give you multiple orgasms so you can feel it as well.

Extremely into pet play. He’s come home with a collar for you and a leash, and cat ears to boot when the time is close to halloween. He loves to tug at the collar and feel the soft fabric of your faux ears. To watch as you purr into the side of his mask and then yank hard on the leash, nearly choking you in order to bend you to his will and have you mewling and screaming for him in more ways than one. 

Favorite position is doggy style. Having you bent over a surface, hand holding your neck and pressing you into it while a free hand grips at your hips…He’s never seen you in a more beautiful position. He loves the angle it gives him, along with the freedom to move his hips and roll them in an effort to scandalously tease you while giving himself the utmost pleasure. When he cums, he especially loves having a front row seat to watch his seed dribble out of your hole messily. 

Will leave as many marks with his hands on you as possible. He’ll dig his fingertips into your hips until they leave bruising marks. He’ll slap your ass as he bends you over his knee or fucks you, admiring the red marks left afterwards. He’ll leave a string of bruises around your shoulders and neck from how he’s held you down against the floor while drilling into you over and over again. He just wants there to be proof on you that you are his and his alone at all times. Forever. 

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any possibility for a more detailed breeding scenario w/Michael?

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Your breath came out in huffs and you couldn’t help the yelp of surprise that echoed off of your lips as you were roughly pushed into the mattress of the bed. Your face rubbed against the soft fabric with surprising vigor as your arms were pinned underneath your body, pressing themselves into your chest and collar bone as your ass was heaved upwards into the air.

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I don’t know why, but I want to try and post it in my tumblr, isn’t they’re really cute? If you don’t allow me to ship them because they are the same person so heard me out.. Sans au are the same person too

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Baby boy baby

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Blurb: Michael loves to eat you out

Warnings: oral fem rec. mature content, afab reader, i was bored so its like not the best

Michael's hands laid curled around your thighs, squeezing and kneading at the flesh you so willingly allowed him to touch. He'd growl at your whimpers and moans, pulling back for just a moment before diving straight back between your spread legs, his mouth sucking and lapping at your exposed sex. He wouldn't let up, not even when you began to kick your legs and pull back, he knew you'd go back to crying out for his cock and grinding against his face with that needy expression carved into your pretty features.

This is what you were here for, to be devoured. Michael let you know everyday, he'd praise you, eyes trained on the way your pussy would drool and soak the sheets, begging for him to it even more. He knew just how you liked things, your legs over his shoulders as you pulled on the tangled locks of his hair, screaming out for anyone to hear as he'd wrap those lips around your clit and suck.

He'd have you so wrapped up in him, calling him every pet name under the rainbow as he'd have you unraveling and cumming with a violent shudder on his tongue. He'd watch with a sick grin as the cum would pool out of your hole, and then he'd leave you to cry out for him and push your hips against the mattress while you waited for him to come back.

Because that's all you were really here for, to be devoured.

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Ok- I’ve had this thought in my head off a long time where Michael is destroying the coochie he takes his mask off looks you in the eye lowers his head and spits on your 🐱 like god I can imagine him pounding into me then letting spit drip onto the coochie I wanna get freaky with him

My guy... what have you done? You cannot expect me to not write something as hot as this.

Sigh... Cue in the Deftones music.

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You've Seen The Butcher 18+ Drabble

WARNINGS/TAGS: Dark, rape/noncon elements, extremely dubious consent, explicit content, spit as lubricant, unprotected sex, size difference.

Your body jerked violently with every painful jab to your insides. A pitiful cry rang in the air when the masked man above you jackhammered away at your swollen pussy with his massive cock. The girth of him was too much for your tiny hole, your inner walls straining to accommodate a man of his size. The rough pace he set had you squirming away, hands pushing at his broad chest in a futile attempt to get him off you. Tears ran in streams down your face, realizing that not only could you not deter him from pounding away at your weak flesh, but that you had begun to mewl at his roughness.

It hurt so much, yet it felt so good.

"Please," you implored, " I-I can't!"

The grip on your hips turned bruising, the panting male pulling at you to clash with his pistoning hips. Harsh breathing could be heard underneath the mask, Michael gritting his teeth when your vaginal walls clenched tightly around him. The energy he was exerting into fucking you had him growling, his mask becoming unbearable and stuffy on his face as he continued to pummel you.

Feeling irritated at the way it clung to his skin, Michael stopped to remove his mask, a grunt leaving him when he pulled on his hair in the process. Tossing it to one side, he spread your legs once more, ready to drive inside your warm depths again. A little gasp left you, catching Michael's attention and making him look up at your stunned face.

His eyes widened momentarily, unease filling him at first with your wide eyes taking in every detail of his face. However, with a glance down your lovely shape, hunger took over and he narrowed his eyes at you. The perspiration on his temple traveled down his chiseled face, your eyes following the trail taking in his pointed nose and full lips along the way.

Never would you have thought that there was handsome face behind the monster that terrorized and killed people with no remorse.

"Wait, please." You placed a tentative hand on his chest. "It hurts when you... when it's i-inside." You couldn't look him in the eye when you whispered the last part, chills running through your body at his predatory stare shifting to your glistening lips.

Taking in your last words, Michael tilted his head down.

"Don't look at it!" A heavy blush rose in your cheeks. Removing his cock completely, your pussy was left gaping open, clenching around nothing but air. His gaze was fixated on your vulva, his chest heaving as he licked his lips at the shiny wet pussy bared in front of him. Then he did something that left you flabbergasted.

Michael accumulated enough saliva in his mouth before spitting it right on your entrance. The action made you shriek, the splash of the wet fluid taking you by surprise. Utter mortification filled you when you felt it slime its way down the crack on your ass.

As you struggled to come up with words, Michael dove right in, plunging his tongue deep in your snatch.

Grabbing on to his hair, you tugged at the strands to try stopping the onslaught of pleasure on your sensitive pussy. Breathless gasps left you, your chest heaving dramatically as you forgot to breathe when you felt his tongue wiggle inside you.

"No, no, n-nooo...!" Shaking your head in protest, you looked down at him, body jolting at the feral expression on his face. His eyes were entirely black, leaving no remnant of his eye color as he sucked harshly on your slit.

Closing your thighs around his head, you arched your back to escape his intrusive tongue. A nip to your clit was your only warning before strong hands grabbed your knees and yanked you open. Michael ignored your cry of pain, lapping up the mess between your legs before spitting directly into your pussy, a calloused finger coming up to plunge into your tight pussy. Stretching you in a come hither motion, Michael latched on to your throbbing little nub and sucked cruelly at it.

"You're... ah! You-ah! G-gonna make me-!" Arching your neck back, you saw stars when he forced you to cum with a crook of his finger.

And it wasn't going to be the last time he coaxed another one out of you tonight.

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Please bless us with some Rz Michael myers x reader smut !

Here ya go. Includes size kink and outdoor ‘activities’. I highly suggest listening to Nirvana’s ‘Where Did You Sleep Last Night’

My girl, my girl, don't lie to me Tell me where did you sleep last night In the pines, in the pines Where the sun don't ever shine I would shiver the whole night through

The first thing Michael had ever noticed about you was that you were a tiny thing. He had seen you walking home from the college late at night. Too late for someone as little as you to be out alone. The t-shirt you wore was too big, only making you look smaller. You had just looked so vulnerable walking alone that he had followed you home, never taking one of the many chances he had to strike.

It had taken him a week before he went back, hiding in the trees behind your house. He had watched you from the pines, studying you. He learned so much about you, more than enough for him to be able to attack with ease. But he had learned too much. He saw that you had younger siblings, your own Boos. Your mother left the doors unlocked all the time, making it easy to sneak inside of your house. Michael had gotten close enough to see how your wrists were so small that he could break them so easily, that your hands could fit in his palm, how you looked like a doll.

Michael had decided to just keep watching you. Protecting you. He made sure that you were safe, that no one bothered you. He stayed in the pines, never approaching you.

It had been you who had approached him. You had been feeling like you were being watched for a while. The feeling had persisted even when you were home with the curtains drawn. One night, you had glanced out the kitchen window and had seen a figure in the pines behind your house.

Clad in only a tank top and shorts, you had walked out to the trees, the needles cushioning your bare feet. He had been hidden in the shadows and you had barely been able to see him. But you had been able to catch a glimpse of him and grabbed his sleeve, looking up at him. “Have you been following me?”

A nod was your only response. You let go of his sleeve and stepped back, into a patch of moonlight. The man grabbed your wrist, bringing himself into the light as well. He was a giant of a man, with long hair and a thick beard, wearing several layers of tattered clothes. His fingers were thick, rough on your skin. He pulled her closer, his other hand roughly caressing your face.

“Are you going to hurt me?”

The man shook his head, looking almost offended at the suggestion.

“So you’re just going to watch?” Another nod. “What do you want?”

There was a long pause and he just stared, still holding onto your wrist. He didn’t know what he wanted. All he had done was watch, but now he was touching you. He could feel the fluttering of your pulse under his fingers. It was quick, almost frantic. Michael let go of your wrist and stepped back into the pines, watching you go back inside.

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You figured out who he was pretty quickly. But it made you feel safer, if Michael Myers was the person watching over you. At night, you would leave some food on the back porch, finding the empty plate there before you went to bed. You could feel him watching you as you walked the streets of Haddonfield, as you moved about your house, but the feeling of eyes on you didn’t make you feel paranoid anymore.

One night, as you were changing in front of your open curtains, you felt his eyes on you. Looking towards the pines, you could see the shadowy figure that was usually the most you saw of him. You didn’t close the curtains, continuing to change even though you knew Michael was watching you.

And that was how it went every night for a few weeks. You would change in front of your window, let him see you. You didn’t close the curtains when you would touch yourself and you could feel his eyes on you when you were pleasuring yourself, quietly moaning his name and wondering if he could read your lips.

Michael had watched you change that first night, excited for the first time in so long that he wasn’t even sure what was happening at first. He had retreated into the pines to take care of that, thinking of you being the one to do that, imagining your hand barely fitting around his cock and then coming all over your sweet face.

One night, your eyes met as you touched yourself and he watched from right outside your window and while he couldn’t hear you, he knew you had said his name. After that, it was understood what would happen the next time you came out to the pines. The next time you would be alone in the house, you would leave the safety of those walls to go out into the trees.

A bed of pine needles had been what was between the earth and your bodies, Michael pinning you under him. His body engulfed yours, though he took great care not to hurt you. He had gently laid you down, pinning you there with a hand on your shoulder. The blade of his knife had glinted in the moonlight as he had slid it under your tank top, the blade craving through the fabric. He had done the same to your shorts and panties, tossing the ruined fabric aside.

Michael had let go of you as he had settled between your legs, only unzipping his pants. He had bumped the head of his cock against your cunt a few times and you had nodded, squirming and whimpering from the anticipation. When he had entered you, it had made you cry out. He was impossibly big, spreading and stretching you in ways that seemed impossible. You had lay there, gasping and shuddering under him as he had pushed more and more of himself inside, feeling as if it would never end.

One of his hands went to your throat, resting his fingers on your pulse point, never squeezing. Just feeling the fluttering of your heart as his other hand reached between your legs, looking for that place he had seen you touch. That place that made you thrash the hardest when you were alone.

You were soon gasping for other reasons, arching your back, your hands scrambling along his arms, unable to reach his back in this position. The sensations of his hand on your clit, on your throat, his cock plowing your cunt, it was too much. When you came, it was with a sob and a violent jerk of your body. The fingers around your throat went into your mouth, to muffle the screams of pleasure that had threatened to break free. Michael pushed inside you one, two, three more times and came all over your thighs and stomach, maybe a little inside of you as well.

“Mine,” he whispered, stroking your hair as you lay there in the pines, still trembling in pleasure, looking up at your watcher, protector, lover as he gazed down at your face bathed in moonlight.

My girl, my girl, where will you go I'm going where the cold wind blows In the pines, in the pines Where the sun don't ever shine I would shiver the whole night through

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Michael's thoughts POV N.1

MDI reader's GN

Author's note: just an idea I had for a post with Michael. Will probably do more of these types of posts

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Fuck

I'm just watching they're breast bouncing up and down as they ride on my dick

God, did they scream when they orgasmed for the first time tonight

I got home a few hours ago horny, guess they read my mine cause I found themselves with their fingers between their legs. Figure to give them the satisfaction they need

Fuck! they're bringing their body down hard on me, guess to hit their sweet spot

Oh, how they shudder when I hit their sweet spot. Shaking from the intense pleasure it gives them

Looks like they're starting to slow down. Probably, their legs can't go any longer, don't my dear, I'll help you reach your orgasm

*he places his hands on s/o's hips and starts trusting*

Yeah, that's the sound I wanna hear. Mmmm take this cock deep into you, take it, take it. Fuck they so tight around me, it's like my hands on the neck of someone. That made me harder from the sound they made

*S/O orgasms*

Mmmmmm fuck, I love it when they cum on my cock. They look tired. Don't worry my dear. Lay on top of me while I finish.

Ah fuck, it feels so good

We've done so many positions

Missionary, Downward facing dog , Doggy style, spooning, and cowgirl so many I lost count

How long will I'll last in them?

How long have we been fucking?

The sky looks lighter, oh fuck did we fuck all night? It was still dark when I came home.

Fuck how many orgasms did they had? I lost track.

How many rounds did we do? 5? No. This must be the 10th round.

Fuck

Oh, I'm close, I can feel it

My balls are tingling, that's means I'm going to cum any second now

Oh fuck take it, take my cum. I'll fill you up real good

Ouh

Oh Fuck

Uuuuughh *He cums*

*heaviy breathing*

Oh, the feeling of my semen ejaculating into them feels so good. Oh how good it feels

*looks at his S/O's sleeping face at his shoulder*

Looks like someone fell asleep after I came, I'll just move carefully onto my side for us to sleep on our sides

*rolls over with his S/O in his arms*

Better cover up so our body heat stays

*Grabs the blankets and pulls them to his shoulders*

Sweet dreams, my dear Y/N

*He pets their hair and kiss there forehead. He relaxes into the bed before letting his eyelids close to sleep*

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Bo Sinclair and RZ Michael with period kink?

Ty!

I was just talking about this 👁️👁️

I wrote about Bo having this kink here

But with Michael Myers...

I honestly don't think he would care if you were on your period or not. If he wants you then he's going to take you. The blood and mess will mean absolutely nothing to him, he's used to much worse after all, but will find your reactions curious.

Would easily swat your hands away when you try to shyly push him away, pining your thighs wide open when you try to close them, and would watch your face as you squeal and shriek at him. He wouldn't like the fact that you are trying to pull away from him and would leave plenty of marks (bitemarks specifically) on you to remind you that you are his. Would hold you open when he goes down on you and then later watch himself fuck into your body after he leaves you limp and blissed out from his mouth.

He would like to fuck you during this time actually. You are more sensitive and responsive to his slightest touch and it goes straight to his head. He greatly enjoys how needy you get and how you are the one pawing at him. Likes watching your face as you urge him to massage your lower abdomen, his large warm hand doing wonders for your cramps, and mentally soaks in the way you whimper his name and cuddle closer.

Michael would also secretly enjoy the bubble baths you take. Especially because you always ask him to join you. He can barely fit in your tub so you end up in his lap almost the second he gets in and he can't help but wanting to be inside you while you soak in the sweet smelling bubbles. Cock warming would definitely be something he likes anytime and anywhere, but when you are particularly sensitive and warm during your time of the month he can't help but to get inside you whenever the opportunity presents itself.

He mostly enjoys the idea that he's helping you in some way. Since he's mostly known violence his entire life, the thought that he is helping you in any way, makes him feel powerful and strong. It's an addictive feeling that he chases every month.

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Can you do something about rz michael taking care of the reader when she's on her perioid?

Absolutely! I've talked a bit of this sort of thing here as well 😘

Michael would have absolutely no idea on how to take care of you. All the knowledge he has are fuzzy memories from Sex Ed he was forced to take in school. So he just follows your lead on most occasions unless something strikes his curiosity and he wants to explore.

You will often grab his hands and place them on your lower abdomen or lower back. The large warm heavy weight like your own personal heating pad. Sometimes, with careful goading of your hands, you'll get him to massage you. This will often lead to you being slumped on his chest as he prods away at your sore muscles. Him watching your face curiously as you wince in pain but whine when he tries to move his hand away. The mix of relief and pain making no sense to him, but it makes you happy and he likes the thought of being needed so he continues.

Most of the time he will just stand aside and watch you. Taking note of the medicine you take and the food you eat. Will have him randomly pressing food/medicine against your chest whenever you are in a bad mood. He knows that they make you feel better so anytime you are sick or grumpy he hunts through the house for the items he's seen you grab even if you aren't on your period.

Being intimate with him during this time is either a hit or miss. You either get satisfied and relaxed or end up crying and exhausted and bent like a pretzel as he ravages you.

Michael, like always, is curious about your reactions like you jumping his bones and clawing at him like a cat in heat. Only to turn around a few days later and swat him away. It confuses him every single time. He doesn't like when you push him away, having already grown obsessed with how sensitive and needy you get, and the sight of you covered in blood leaves him fueled with bloodlust. Which leaves him bending you over and fucking you mercilessly and smearing your blood over your thighs and hips. Michael doesn't care for the mess and would happily lay there in your cuddle puddle to sleep but you get grouchy and restless so he reluctantly follows you to the bathroom to get cleaned up.

Despite him being an absolute pussydrunk menace during this time he does try to take care of you in his own way. Allowing you to sleep almost directly on top of him to steal his warmth, massaging you wherever you need him, letting you yell and cry your frustrations out as he sits quietly, and even awkwardly petting your hair as you cuddle into him on the couch while you watch TV.

Cockwarming him is something that he demands even when you aren't menstruating, but on your period the sensations have him pawing at you with greed. You are so much more sensitive and warm and wet. Your gummy walls aching and swollen in a way that feels like heaven around his cock. And the way you whimper and cry out when he throbs inside you leaves him breathless. It's something he grows to crave and becomes the easiest way for you to calm him down. During your period it does help to have him inside you, soothing that deep ache that nearly makes you want to weep, and you will surprise him by tugging his pants down at random times.

Also he absolutely loves fondling your sore breasts. Squishing the swollen flesh, kneading with those criminally strong calloused hands, and tugging or sucking on your nipples until you cry from that same pleasure/pain that leaves him oh-so curious.

He's still mystified by the whole process, but he's willing to learn and be as accommodating as he's able.

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New urge - Michael Myers x female character

Title: New urge

Pairing: Michael Myers x original female character.

Warnings: ‘Fuck or die’/non-consensual sex. Light spanking. Obsession. Dark but soft. Written from Michael’s perspective. Please tell me if there’s a warning I have missed. Not proofread, I don’t dare ask ppl to proofread non-con unless I really really know they’re okay with it.

Summary: A new therapist has her first session with Michael, but instead of therapy, Michael discovers a whole new realm of feelings and desire. Once the gate has been unlocked, he finds himself unable to control these new impulses and an obsession takes root.

Ao3 link

Divider by @/thyming.

A new therapist, Loomis had said, and that he had done all he could to help, was truly out of ideas. As if it mattered to Michael. He sat down in the chair across from the desk of the new therapist, a woman, who waited patiently as the guards fastened the cuffs on his ankles to the legs of the chair. His wrists were bound by heavy chains that looped around his waist, and they stayed on. The greetings were as one-sided as with anyone else, then she laid out her treatment plan.

“We have two hours today, and you can pick an activity you’d like to do in this time. I put them all on little cards since I heard from Samuel that you’re not very talkative,” she showed the papers, there were only a few, “and if you pick one, we can get started.”

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How would they be in marshmallow hell? It's funny to imagine😂 and reader just does it alot especially when they get back and they miss them

Omg I never knew about this term until you mentioned it hahaha, this was very fun to make 😂

Here we go! ✨✨✨

Nothing is better for Mikey than having a good "bath" 😏 and snuggling with you before sleep, after a long killing spring ☺️💕

Brahms loves to bury his face in you chest, whenever you go out of the house, he do this in any occasion actually 😆, Brahms is baby and needs all you attention 😂

Tommy was in the basement all day, the only thing he was thinking is in hugging you and cuddle with you, don't make him wait Y/N 🥺💕💕

Bubba gets all tired from working all day, the only he wants is to cuddle with you buried in you soft chest 🥰, the best thing in the world!... meanwhile it last 😆

Jason is always ready to watch movies with you when he came from "working" on the forest, hug him tight because you two gonna watch scary movies all night🤣

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Eu fiz meu bebê :v depois de vários processos dês de quando eu queria fazer uma OC de coelho, finalmente saiu :vhehe