#og michael myers headcanons

[yourbestprincess]

OG Michael head cannons 🗣️ (I can’t stop thinking about him)

FLUFF-

-He would let you play with his curly hair, 100%.

-He takes pictures of you and you don’t even notice.

-He loves when you follow him around like a puppy. Why would he want to even be alone when you’re there?

-He stalks you just to make sure that you’re okay.

-You’re out with friends? No you’re not. He keeps a time limit on that shit. He needs attention from you too! (You left him for a hour)

-He would pick you up (dbd style) and just throw you over his shoulder whenever you’re being a pain in the ass, and you can’t even move from his grip because he’s so much bigger than you.

-He likes cats, he looks like a cat kinda guy. You would see a stray on the street and pick it up and he would just let you take it home.

-You guys are out and you’re getting tired? He’s gonna hold you, no matter how much you protest, your legs are gonna wrap around his sides and your arms are going to go around his neck. He’ll put his arms around your back to stabilize you. You doubt you’ll fall asleep like this…(you fell asleep 2 minutes after saying that)

-HE’S SO DAMN STUBBORN. Whatever he wants to happen WILL happen, no exceptions.

-He loves it so much when you wear his clothes. When you take a shower, he sets his shirt and boxers out for you to wear instead of your cute pj pants.

-He’a watching you at all times. He needs to know what you’re doing and how you’re doing it or else there’s a risk you could get hurt and he’s not willing to take that.

-He’s SO protective over you. He will kill for you.

-He likes to watch you do things when you knows he’s watching. He loves seeing your reaction to random stuff.

-He loves when you sit on his lap, he would keep you there all day if you’d let him.

-He LOVES LOVES LOVES kisses, this man will kiss you until your lips go numb. He doesn’t know what he’s doing but he loves kissing you.

-He drives you around wherever you wanna go.

-He’s always touching you, no matter what.

-He loves listening to you talk! He also likes listening to you rant, but be careful about who you talk shit about cause if they did anything to you, he’s killing them.

SMUT-

-He loves to breed you. He doesn’t really know what it means, but he loves cumming inside of you, EVERY time.

-If he’s having a good day then he’s more likely to take off his mask when you’re fucking, but if it was a bad day don’t expect his mask to come off because he’s using you as his fuck toy then.

-If he’s in a gentler mood, he gives you kisses while he bottoms out inside you.

-He loves when you say his name so much.

-He’s sooo dominate, he rarely lets you get on top, and if you do…TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THAT cause it’s probably not gonna happen again for a loooong time.

-He’s so big….both ways.

-He mouths your name instead of saying it even though he tries.

-Each time you guys fuck you see more and more emotion on his face!

-You’ll definitely be able to see a tummy bulge cause of how big he is…

-He loves when you whine and cry for him.

-He LOVES to overstimulate you until you’re sobbing and begging him to stop.

-He attempts aftercare and he’s started getting ‘good’ at it. In his eyes you laying on him and him putting his arm around you afterwards is exquisite aftercare. (I still love him 🙏)

-He tries not to make any noise but he ends up grunting…a lot.

-He will gently pull your hair or choke you if you’re not letting him do what he needs to do.

-If he sees that you’re visibly uncomfortable with something that he’s doing, he will never do it again, unless you convince him otherwise and that would be really hard.

-He will go up behind you and purposely scare you and that really turns him on.

[thestarfishinjootsoffice]

May I ask you to do slashers ( Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Thomas Hewitt, Sinclair brothers.) With s/o that has a little black kitten that is really sweet and cuddly ❤️. I'm sorry for bad English it's not my first language 😅

It's been 7 weeks 15+ months and three days

I'm sorry anon but this just turned out with the slashers with a black kitten, i didn't include much reader I'm so sorry 😭

S/O has black cuddly kitten!

Featuring: Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Thomas Hewitt and sinclair brothers!

Michael Myers 🔪

Michael Obviously wasn't a big fan of it at first. He doesn't mind the cat itself. No he thought it was cute, the black fur made it look mysterious and cool but it was really affectionate, and he was lowkey worried he will accidentally step on it and kill it by accident and you'll get sad Or angry or whatever those human emotions you'll go through.

He couldn't do anything to it either, he tried to avoid it as much as he could but he could only do so much against a furry creature with a keen sense of smell. And then he had no choice but to accept that a small kitten was playing around his lap and pockets. He immediately grabbed it by its entire body and placed it firmly on the spot next to him when he heard you coming.

Did that stop the kitten? No, it immediately went back to trying to play on his lap.

He sometimes stares at both you and the tiny cat play together. Lifting it up by its armpits and holding the animal close to your face as it licks your nose and you laugh sweetly. Michael decided to have a staring contest with the cat and glare at it later that night,And he lost when your baby started licking his face too.

Now he doesn't have the energy to gaf when your furry child latches itself to michel and sniff and mess with his clothes affectionately. Ig it was a nice backup company when you were gone.

Jason Voorhees 🪓

He doesn't even know how such a small cute animal like that can survive in a place where he lives.

Honestly he was scared of it at first. Similar to Michael he was scared he was gonna accidentally hurt it. And he may or may not have heard of those superstitions of black cats bringing bad luck, he tried his best to avoid it but the sheer power of a kitten's love and beauty is far too much for even a 6'5 huge bulky killing machine to resist.

It started when you went out one day for necessities Jason gets kinda sad and depressed but then your little cutie came and rubbed it's face into Jason's pants, looking for his attention and then bam. You come home to find the both of them running around the campus. (Ur kitten was jumping around and you almost died.)

The cat will soon take after the characteristics of his 'father'. Both are intently looking at you while following you wherever you go and you don't really know what to do. (Insert Jason and a black kitty with it's tail moving slowly from side to side while both are staring at you.)

He definitely likes playing with the musty overcooked puss but gets embarrassed when you find them and if you start teasing him. It's not like you're insulting him but he doesn't want you to view him as someone who is overly soft and maybe "unmanly".

He gets jealous (jealous?) When he sees the both of you together... Without him!? He's stomping towards you guys and then stares at both of you.

Will literally get so angry or panic or maybe both if a victim had discovered either of you. Makes it his goal to turn that person into nothing but chunky messy pieces of bloody meat if it even dares tries contact with you two.

There will be no harm guaranteed with Jason by you and your kitty's side.

Thomas hewitt ⛓️

Fell in love with your baby kitten at first sight, Literally!

He's a busy man but loves spending free time with you and your four legged sweetie even if he's tired. He melts into a blob of hot glue when he's chopping up victims and it climbs from his back to his shoulders and just rests and Or spends the entire time with him.

We all know Thomas is warm, so that hairy coal dusted meow meow will soon eventually fall asleep on Thomas, and it's the most heartwarming and cutest thing when you see the love of your life with your smol ass child on the palm of his hands like a little sushi roll and sleeping peacefully.

You will also commonly find Thomas and the cat together in bed during nighttime, they are best friends now.

He just looks at the cat while it's nuzzling up to him and wonders 'how can such a small thing live?'

We all know hoyt is a bastard and WILL try to mess with your dark choco pussycat but Thomas and Luda mae are in the dark corner with white glowing pupils. (Plus you running towards him straight with a pan.) Your kitty doesn't see anything wrong though, such a sweet one.

He loves how cuddly your cat is, it's the perfect solution when the family starts getting stressed. One little paw on any limb and it'll instantly lighten the mood.

He wishes he can spend more time with you and your newly adopted child but business is business but the time will come where you can all act like one small but big family<3.

Sinclair brothers 🕯

Bo despised it at first. Like really. He already has one mutt to take care of (not rlly) and now there's a fucking cat in the house? He wanted to avoid it as much as possible but the fact it just followed him no matter where he went both annoyed him and flattered him. He decides to sit down and the coca cola flavoured kitten child decides to sit with him too? And have the audacity to lick his clothes??? Well it's not that bad... Still, he picked it up and dropped it where you were and the vantablack, wormhole, monstrous shadow king of the land of darkness turns around and meows at him. Bo quickly left after that. He's a prick sometimes and messes with the kitty like holding it by it's collar but all it does is meow, lick, purr and hug his arm or bury its face into Bo's clothes and what can he even do anyways. After a while he started to not mind, actually loves it. But he will deny to no end if you ask him if he does though. But you saw how he and the cat fell asleep on top of each other one night. And that's more than enough for an answer.

Vincent thinks it's adorable, he's wondered how having a cat would be like for quite a while and safe to say he's not disappointed. It's nice to have a warm fuzzy little thing playing around him when he's painting, it would've been perfect if you were there and leaned against him. He's honestly pretty surprised the poosay actually wants to hang out around him, the place he's in is really warm 24/7 and he doesn't expect an animal to like it. The power of love is indeed strong. Coming to your boyfriend's room and finding him in his bed with your kitten just chilling around is probably hot and cute. Absolutely handles your fluffy ball of black fur child with a loving and gentle care and you often see vincent trying to make Jonesy and the cat get familiar with each other. I can see him getting along pretty well with animals? It's a lottery since your cat likes to get touchy. Likes painting the black fusty and damp blop of flesh, just waving the paintbrush around while your baby tries ro catch it is just *sobs*. black kitties are aesthetic and he knows it. Bro 100% falls in love again when he sees you with the burnt living food, it's in his mind rent free forever now.

Lester loves it, he already has a dog he takes care of and now there's a cat!? Sign him up! It takes a little while getting used to for Lester, having a cat is nothing like having a dog. He's used to the sheer power of a toddler sized pitbull lunging towards him (playfully) but now he has a tea cup sized baby cat that you can crush with 5% of power climbing up his pants? Damn this was better than he expected. He always heard some people say cats are the equivalent of evil and he was prepared for its attacks but now those people are mute to him. He didn't bring the fetus that close to Jonesy because what if she eats it (jonesy wouldn't do that). Honestly lester is just having the time of his life with two dawgs and you find them on all ground after maybe 1 hour sleeping peacefully and you joined them too cause you ain't missing out on something like that. Sometimes he forgets that it's weaker and more fragile than jonesy and uses more strength than needed when playing with the kit, your little baby just thinks it's extra strong love though<3.

[cherryskyies]

What your favorite slasher says about you — part two

includes: og michael myers, bo sinclair, vincent sinclair

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

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

Masterlist || Navigation || a03

Og Michael Myers

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

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

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

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

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

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

Bo Sinclair

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

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

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

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

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

Probably an earth sign or neglected fire sign.

Vincent Sinclair

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[fineillmakeaslasherblog]

What would it be like the first time the masked boys show their face to their s/o?

I assume you don't mean to include Billy and Stu since, while they wear masks, it's not a 24/7 thing like with the others. Anyway, I have very strong feelings about this topic so I'm very excited to dive in haha

OG!Michael Myers:

If you see his bare face, it is never for extended periods of time. He will take off his mask when strictly necessary (which is usually just when eating, maybe a kiss if he's feeling charitable, and the once a blue moon you convince him to bathe), but it goes right back on as soon as he's done.

This is not a matter of not trusting you. If he allowed you to see his face at all, that's already about the biggest show of trust he can give. Nor is he particularly insecure about his appearance, so compliments will do little to sway him.

Rather, in his eyes, his mask is his real face. The face that's made of flesh is the face of a Michael that died a long time ago, and seeing it in the mirror feels unnatural.

As such, the first time he takes his mask off in front of you, it is unceremonious and with no warning. The best thing for you to do is not react at all. You may mean well by complimenting him or thanking him for letting you see his face, but the way he sees it, if you prefer his 'real' face, then you prefer a Michael that doesn't actually exist.

Choose your words and actions wisely. Despite his seeming nonchalance, this is the moment that could make or break any kind of future for the two of you.

RZ!Michael Myers:

Okay, RZ!Michael is pretty distinctly different from his OG counterpart here. His relationship with his mask, while no less important, is significantly... easier to navigate.

He does not see any of his masks as a literal extension of himself, and his face doesn't seem foreign to him. In fact, the problem is kind of the opposite.

Masks provide a sense of comfort and, more importantly, privacy in ways he had never experienced prior. After years of being observed and having his every move scrutinized, covering his face is one of the few ways he could keep himself hidden even from himself.

Over the years, he has come to see it as just important a piece of clothing as any other. What this means for you, though, is that he would likely allow you to see his face way before OG Michael would (though it would still take time)

Much like his counterpart, the first time was likely borne from necessity, but unlike him, RZ!Michael definitely made sure you knew that this wasn't something to take lightly. He wouldn't break eye contact with you the entire time (not that he usually does). To the untrained eye, he may appear cold or even angry, but if you've reached this point, you'd be able to tell that he's on-edge, analyzing your every move and gauging every microexpression.

Luckily, if you know him fairly well, it's reasonably easy to pass this test. Compliments are acceptable this time, but don't overdo it. You don't want him to feel under even more of a spotlight than he already does.

He also would eventually be willing to keep it off for more than a minute or two at a time if he's in a good enough mood, though you'd have to ask him directly. He simply sees no reason to keep it off for his own purposes, but may indulge you on occasion.

Bubba Sawyer:

Bubba isn't particularly afraid of you seeing his face, but he isn't thrilled with the idea either.

His masks, while not a literal identity like OG!Myers, is certainly a way for him to express his identity more freely. Not just when it comes to gender expression, but in general.

Besides, his is the only mask where his mouth is exposed, so there's no practical reason for him to take it off in front of you and he simply doesn't see the appeal.

You would definitely need to ask because he probably wouldn't take that initiative for a very long time, if ever. And even when you do ask, he would initially panic and slip away.

It takes a bit for him to come around to the idea and for you to assure him that you don't want him to give up his masks altogether, you just want to know what his face looks like.

When he finally does it, you're hidden away in a room alone together to ensure that you have privacy. He would stall for as long as possible, but when he can't wait any longer, he practically rips it off before he can have any second thoughts.

Please give him lots of kisses and affection. He's already clingy at the best of times, but like this, he thinks he might die if you let go of him.

Brahms Heelshire:

Okay, deep breath, we've gotten through the really complicated ones and are moving on to the more basic "insecure about their appearance" boys.

Brahms is desperately starved for any kind of positive attention. (Or attention in general, which is exactly why he acts out. Any attention is better than no attention.)

The fact that you talk to him and care for him without even seeming to be terrified at every moment like his parents were is nothing short of a miracle in his eyes, and he would sooner die than put that in jeopardy, so any change is a threat.

This includes you wanting to see his face. While his scarring certainly isn't the reason his parents treated him the way they did (after all, their apprehension had started even before the fire), it is still a risk. He doesn't know how you'll react, and that's unacceptable.

It would take a lot of convincing. Even if you have prominent scars yourself, it wouldn't help much since he insists that it's "different" with you, whatever that means.

Patience is key here, as well as finding a balance between not pressuring him while also making it clear that you haven't changed your mind about wanting to see his face. Eventually, though, he gives in.

He's visibly shaking the first time he takes it off and you have to get him to set the mask down before he drops it. Even still, he's staring at the ground, and should you guide his face towards you, he still averts his eyes. He's immediately regretting doing this and certain that you must be looking at him in horror. He can't stand to see that.

Be gentle here. Again, this is about balance. Brahms desperately needs reassurance right now, but at the same time, don't invalidate his insecurities by telling him the scarring "isn't that bad" or that he shouldn't have been worried.

Honestly, a simple "I love you" will probably do you better than most comments about his appearance, at least for now. Unpacking his insecurities can come later, but right now, he just needs to know that you aren't leaving him.

Jason Voorhees:

Okay so here's the thing people forget about Jason: he's the only one of these last three who had an adult in his life who treated him well as a child. Does he still have insecurities? Sure he does! Is he traumatized? Boy howdy is he ever! But he's generally coming from a place of at least being able to fathom being loved in a healthy way.

As such, I think he'd have revealed his face to you the soonest of these six. He doesn't see the mask as a fundamental piece of his identity (at least, no moreso than a uniform), and if you've reached a point where he'll stay with you for extended periods of time, he probably already trusts you a considerable amount. If he had any reason to believe you'd reject him for his appearance, he wouldn't have stayed around to find out.

I honestly think he's the only one of the six who would want you to be the one to take his mask off (with his permission, of course). This is both because he's a dork and wanted to make sure this was A Special Moment, and also simply wanting the reassurance that you can back out if you change your mind.

He's so fucking cute about it, too. Because you are almost definitely shorter than him (speaking as a tall person), he sits down so that you can reach his face more easily. He seems fairly collected at a glance, but you can see him wringing his hands. It's not that he thinks you'll react badly, but...

Pretty much any positive reaction will result in a very happy Jason on your hands. Compliments will earn you a very cute blush, but if you really want to make a mess of him, just kiss him before you say anything and he will damn near pass out on the spot.

Moving forward, as long as you're somewhere hidden away, he will be very happy to oblige you if you ask him to keep his mask off for a bit. Especially if you bribe him with kisses.

Vincent Sinclair:

Okay, we all know Vincent has a really weird relationship with his face. (Thanks, Trudy.) He would definitely want you to see his face at some point, but if you don't show any indication of being interested yourself, I'm not sure he'd ever work up the nerve.

You can and should be a little more pushy with him than you'd be with the others. He isn't as delicate as he seems. (I mean he puts up with Bo ffs) Obviously don't be TOO mean about it, but firm nudges will go a long way.

There would be several times that he planned on taking his mask off but backed out at the last second, which honestly gets kind of infuriating. Eventually, he realizes he won't be able to do it while you're watching him (at least not yet) and decides to instead just take off his mask while alone in his studio and wait for you to come down.

You nearly have a heart attack when you go down and see his mask sitting on a table, Vincent himself standing rigidly and staring at the wall with his back turned to you.

You will have to approach him yourself to get him to turn around, and when he does, his eyes are locked on you in an instant, trying to gauge your reaction.

Strangely, it probably isn't a particularly emotional conversation. Between his stiffness and you having been taken entirely off-guard, nothing flows that naturally. Maybe a few comments from your end and a few laconic signs from him in response, and that's the end of it.

The emotional part comes later that evening, once you've both processed what happened. He apologizes for coming off as sharp, but you can't exactly blame him.

The mask comes off again, with more warning this time, and now there can be a proper back-and-forth.

Please touch his face, especially the scar tissue. It hasn't been touched in so long (even by himself), it has become incredibly sensitive, and he will melt immediately.

Feel free to use this knowledge in other contexts too ;)

[slasherhoe87]

🥧Slashers' Favourite Dish their S/0 Makes for Them🍲

Short and sweet. Just a little idea that popped into my head while watching Masterchef Australia

Feat. Brahms Heelshire, Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers (OG / Peepaw / RZ), The Sinclairs, Billy Loomis, Stu Macher, Harry Warden, Thomas Hewitt

BRAHMS HEELSHIRE

English Sunday Roast: pork roast with crackling, peas, yorkshire puddings, golden roast potatoes, roasted carrots, green beans and a boatload of brown gravy

Dessert? sticky toffee pudding

JASON VOORHEES

Cheesy Tuna Noodle Casserole - his mom made this dish for him all the time and he loved it

Dessert? lemon bars - another favourite of his that bring up the precious few good memories he has of his childhood

MICHAEL MYERS (OG)

Ground Beef Lasagna with extra white sauce

Dessert? pumpkin pie with a big dollop of vanilla cream

PEEPAW MYERS

Meatloaf with a side of creamy garlic mashed potatoes and roasted mix veg (its all easy on the teeth 😁😂)

Dessert? strawberry & rhubarb pie

RZ MICHAEL MYERS

Full Thanksgiving Dinner: roast turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, green beans, corn on the cob, dinner rolls, mix veg and lots of brown gravy and cranberry sauce (he remembers his mom when you make this and is flooded with good memories of her and him together)

Dessert? pecan pie

BO SINCLAIR

T-Bone Steak with a Loaded Baked Potato and Corn on the Cob as a side

Dessert? banana split

VINCENT SINCLAIR

Rump Steak with a Mixed Mushroom Sauce and a side of Sweet Potato Fries

Dessert? dark chocolate brownie with a scoop of mint ice cream

LESTER SINCLAIR

One-Pot Smoky Beans and Roadkill Meatball Stew

Dessert? ice cream sundae

BILLLY LOOMIS

Spaghetti Bolognaise with lots of Red Sauce

Dessert? chocolate lava cake - he likes watching the chocolate sauce spill out of from its middle

STU MACHER

Pepperoni Pizza

Dessert? birthday cake flavoured ice cream in a sugared cone with tons of sprinkles on top

HARRY WARDEN

Fillet Steak with a Red Wine Sauce, Garlic Parsnip Mash and Roasted Green Asparagus as a side

Dessert? black forest cake

THOMAS HEWITT

Chili Con Carne - likes it with ground beef you purchased from the butcher or with more... questionable ground "beef" - as long as you make it, he loves it

Dessert? peach cobbler

[itsfuntobeavampiree]

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

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

Not proof read

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

Slashers when S/O is going through a breakup

Brahms heelshire

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

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

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

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

OG Michael myers

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

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

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

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

RZ Michael myers

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

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

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

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

Stu macher

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

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

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

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

Billy loomis

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

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

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

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

[6lostgirl6]

OG!Michael Myers Masterlist

🔪= Smut/18+ Themes🔪

Fics:

Headcanons:

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[rave-quinn]

HII, if your requests are open, may i have some michael (og/peepaw) fluff? like you can do anything i don’t care i just want to read about his soft side when it comes to his partner.

Of course spookie! ^^ your wish is my command

Og/peepaw Myers Random fluff headcannons

Og/peepaw Michael Myers🔪🖤

💜OG Michael would randomly just pick you up whenever he wants attention. And no there is no way of stopping him from doing so if he wants your attention he's gonna get it.

💜I think that he would just play with your hair, it doesn't matter if it's long or short, it's calming to him, he might it get knotted on accident if your hairs really long but that's okay, you could always ask him to brush it for you I'm sure he'll love that

💜as we all know OG Michael likes sweets, I feel like he would share his secret candy slash with you, but he'll never show you were it is, he changes its location in the house everytime

💜if your gone for long periods of time like let's say you got college or work long hour's, he would definitely just stalk you a little just to make sure your doing okay an because he missed you, but like if there's a classmate/coworker just being a plain asshole to you, they might appear "brutality murdered" on the news the next morning, Michael won't say a thing tho, another thing he will do if your gone is he'll just lay in your bedroom because it smells like you. Can you blame him?

💜if OG Michael is out on a hunt and if he sees something his victim has that you might like, he's definitely taking it, an he'll leave it in your room, yes it's a very bloody but it's the thought that counts

I hope you liked these fluff random headcannons spookie 🖤💜 an remember your slasher boys love you

[ghostiwrites]

Y’all send me some requests pls I want to write but the inbox is EMPTYYYY

-Love, America’s Cannibalistic Sweetheart ☆

[chaotic-toby]

(TW: depersonalization)

As someone who deals with depersonalization, I'm projecting that onto Michael Myers <33

When Michael is experiencing depersonalization, he tries to not let it interfere with whatever he's doing, or let anyone notice (though with the mask and stiff body posture, it'll be difficult to tell even if he didn't try to hide it). He'll go about his day as if normal. However, that doesn't make his symptoms go away. When he's not doing anything, he'll stand there, staring down at his hands, twisting and turning them to try and process what he's feeling, to try and feel real, but will be unable to. It frustrates him.

It's also why he just stares at people. He's trying to view life through others' eyes, trying to comprehend how everyone else can just live life, feeling real and whole, while he's just there, not living at all.

[randomfandomdreaming]

Not Your Typical Victim

This is a little thing I’ve had rolling around in my brain since watching the first Halloween film, wondering how Michael would react if he were to find out that his victim was more like him than he thought. It’s not put together well and hasn’t been edited, but I hope you guys like it. 😊

TW: mention of killing, suicide and hospitals, Michael being Michael.

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Michael Myers had been watching a house in Haddonfield, Illinois for a solid four days. He was stalking a single girl who lived alone, fully intent on killing her before the night was over. He watched as her car pulled into the driveway, the engine turning off after a few moments. He watched the girl exit the car and start pulling bags from the backseat, shutting the door with her foot. She made her way to the front door, setting a couple bags down to unlock it. Michael slowly made his way across the street, getting closer to her house. Right as she managed to dig her keys out her pocket, two of the bags she still held ripped. She stopped and just stared down at them.

‘I’m going to fucking kill myself…’ she sighed, bending down to begin to collect the runaway groceries. He hadn’t expected to hear her say that. He watched as she finished fixing her groceries and she unlocked the door, heading inside. Michael moved to a window, looking inside. He watched as she put the groceries away, noting where she kept her knives. When she was finished, she sat down on her couch to watch television. Michael thought it ironic that she chose a type of slasher movie to watch.

It was Halloween, but the air was warm. The girl had several of her windows opened slightly to allow a breeze through. Michael could hear the sounds of the horror film, as well as the phone ringing. The girl rolled her eyes and stood, moving to the phone to answer it.

‘Hello?’ She was silent as she listened to the other person. ‘Ha ha, very funny, David. Happy Halloween to you, too.’ More silence. ‘Wait, someone’s trying to call. Give me a second.’ She switched calls. ‘Yes?’ There was a longer period of silence, during which Michael saw her features change from tired to extremely angry. ‘Listen here, fuckface,’ she spat into the receiver. ‘I told you to leave me alone.’ She slammed the receiver down, accidentally putting the call on speaker.

‘And I told you that we weren’t done.’ It was a male’s voice.

‘Bitch, I said we were done. Take no for an answer and get your ass out of my life! You were caught, and you’re too proud to admit you were a jerk. Actually, jerk doesn’t even begin to cover what you are.’

‘After everything I helped you with, you’re just gonna leave me?’

‘Absolutely. You fucking cheated on me and then tried to say it was my fault! Stop contacting me before the police get involved.’ She hung up, walking to the kitchen. Michael watched as she leaned against the counter for a moment before angrily pushing everything to the floor. He watched her as rage took hold. She grabbed a knife and held it by the tip on the blade. She threw it and it lodged itself into the wall, fairly deep. Michael was actually impressed. She was panting now, the adrenaline already beginning to wear off. ‘May misfortune find you for the rest of your days, you fuck,’ she muttered to herself. She flopped down onto her couch, her eyes glued to the television. Michael could see she genuinely enjoyed horror movies. He wondered if she would act just like the girls in the movies she loved.

There was a knock at her door, and she begrudgingly stood to answer it. Michael had a perfect view from where he stood, looking in. There was a man at her door.

‘Amanda, please,’ he said.

‘Get off my property. Now.’

‘I had to make sure you’re okay. They say there’s a killer on the loose.’

‘And I hope he gets you.’

‘You don’t mean that.’

‘Yes, I do. Now leave, or I’m calling the cops.’ She slammed the door in his face, forcing him to leave. She sat back down on her couch, watching the television again. ‘I’d murder you myself if I had the courage to,’ she said quietly to herself.

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Michael moved slowly through the girl’s house, a kitchen knife firmly in his hand. He made his way to her room, finding her asleep. He wanted to relish this one. He moved around to her side of the bed. He grabbed her by her neck and pulled her from her bed, tossing her to the floor. She barely made a sound even though she was now wide awake. She looked up at him, her eyes wide in fear. He crouched down, tilting his head to the side as he made it known he had a knife. He reached out, cupping her cheek in his hand. She shrank away from his touch, but not out of fear. That reaction was one Michael had seen before. He himself had shied away from others touching him. He watched her, his head still tilted. Her arms were held out in front of her face, shielding it. That’s when he noticed a hospital bracelet around her wrist. He tilted his head the other way, his eyes on the bracelet. It was one from the psychiatric ward of a hospital two towns over. She must have been recently released. Or she escaped. He knew in that moment that she wouldn’t die. She was too like him. He couldn’t kill her after all.

Her eyes were closed, already accepting what was about to happen. But it never came. She heard something metallic lightly hit the floor. She slowly opened her eyes to find him staring at her, the knife no longer in his grasp.

‘Aren’t you… going to kill me…?’ she asked. He watched her, saying nothing. Her eyes darted to the knife for a moment, but her gaze rested on Michael. She showed no signs of trying to go for it, just acknowledging it was there. She was either extremely good at hiding her intentions, or she genuinely didn’t want to try it. ‘Th-That’s what you do, right…? Y-You’re here and everyone s-says if someone sees you, th-then they die…’ She was still scared of him at least. Good. Michael leaned toward her slightly, causing her to try to back away. Her back was already pressed against the side of her bed. ‘I-If you’re gonna kill me, just do it. Stop making me wait.’ Michael was genuinely confused. Usually people begged him not to kill them. This girl kept bringing up why he was there, as if she wanted to die. He tilted his head the other way, continuing his silence. She fell silent, watching him. She slowly pushed herself up off the floor, her eyes never leaving him. Michael made no move to stop her. He would still restrain her if he needed to.

She sat on the edge of her bed and Michael finally stood, picking the knife up off the floor. He moved to leave the room when he heard her move on the bed.

‘Wait!’ He stopped and faced her. ‘If you want someone to kill, turn right when you leave through the front door and go five houses down. I think you might enjoy that one.’ He searched her expression for anything that might show she was sending him into a trap, but there was none. Instead, there was a smile on her face. Anyone other than Michael would have found it unsettling, insane even. She was being sincere. Michael silently turned and left her room, leaving her house and heading for the one she had mentioned. He knew exactly who she had sent him to and his grip on the knife tightened.

[thestarfishinjootsoffice]

Thx you for requesting this if you did! Can you do slashers with an s/o with hearing problems and seeing problems if you can boths or either ones good!

I feel I need to do longer slashers, so I'll include more because i think my followers aren't getting enough from me

Also I have no idea what kind of hearing and eyesight problem so like..

Michael 🔪 (both)

Why u so weak? *uncle Roger style* He questions when you talked to him about your issues.

Also likes it cause he can be even more sneakier on you if he wasn't already a professional at it.

It also depends on the time line Michael we're talking about. Rz will probably pity you and kind of help you out or something but original Michael is just 'ok bozo. Humans these days are so pathetic lol.'

If he's feeling nice on certain days he'll either drag you or point really close to somerhing or somewhere you're supposed to go. He'll advise you to get glasses and or hearing aids or get it treated whatever.

If it's way too expensive to get it treated Michael will just gesture that he'll kill whoever was treating you after you're finish, but you'll have to explain it to him that it's not that easy and you'll still have to pay. He looks at you with an unreadable look and then scoff which sounded like a sigh. (*sigh* life used to be so easy)

If it's an infection or diseases he acts unbothered but he's calmly panicking 'what the fuck am I supposed to do, I can't kill that'.

He'll appreciate your days together more if it ever got to that point. And most definitely go on an angry massive killing spree if you're gone.

Oh and I forgot to mention. He'll think you're even more fragile and shii. It would be very subtle but he's going to look out for you even more. He sometimes acts as your guard dog, or if you wanna put it in an even funnier way. Your cane.

Jason 🪓 (both)

You already know Jason is protective as shit. And upon learning about your problems he's basically the mom here now.

He's holding your hand or watching you from afar. Atleast it's better than staring at nature and water untill someone gets here.

I'm not sure much about dead bodies but I am sure all their senses go numb. I don't know how Jason does it but he knows every little trap and tricks here and there, so you can be safe.

A little harmless thing he takes advantage of is low key using your bad eyesight and hearing as a way to get close to you and hold you, he kind of feels bad about it but he can't help it.

He likes pranking you, like very sneakily creeping up behind you and awoop, jumpscare. He'll apologize if it greatly startled you.

If you let him he'd be carrying you everywhere. Also keeping you somewhere when the horny teenagers come and disturb your little cottage life together.

Big who is insecure about himself 🤝 s/o who has eyesight problems (and hearing problems.) Match made in heaven.

He wants you to get that treated too but yk Jason.. He doesn't really understand life outside of the forest so he's just going to pick whatever glasses he can find from glass users and hope for the best.

Bro I'm so sorry this was the best of my abilities, you didn't specify what kind of problems so ideas just kinda went over my head I'm so sorry

[welcometowhore-rrorville]

I AM LIVING FOR YOUR SLASHER HEADCANONS, esp the last post!! but i have a question: what do you think michael would do if the next time he wants to fuck, they’re like “nope, don’t want to, you didn’t make me cum” and is generally just provoking him and saying shit like “i can just find someone that CAN satisfy me” and other dumb shit. would he not care?? get jealous? knife through the door?? so many possibilities

Thank you thank you!!! <3

𝒞𝒶𝓇𝑒𝒻𝓊𝓁 𝒲𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝒲𝒾𝓈𝒽 𝐹𝑜𝓇

Featuring: Michael Myers

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: oral sex, fingering, rough sex, overstimulation, general nsfw things, mdni, i got carried away, unedited because I didn't think i'd write this much

As for your question(s):

I think it definitely depends on how long you've known him. The only way he'd give a flying fuck about what you think is if he was down bad. Especially if we're talking about the OG Michael. RZ Michael is easier to convince to actually give a shit what you want in bed, but it's still not a priority for him. Still, there are certain personality traits you can exploit to get what you want. . .

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When you first brought up that you were unsatisfied in bed, it was a very soft comment after he was done and zipping his jumpsuit back up.

"I didn't even cum. . ." you mumbled, staring at your bare abdomen and leaking cunt. It was all him. You didn't even have the chance to pleasure yourself; it was too difficult with him constantly flipping you over and manhandling you. Your body was sore and bruised, but you laid there, discontent.

You moved your gaze to look at his masked face. Judging by the way he stopped his movements, he'd heard you. You bit your lip, turning your eyes away and down to your hands which fiddled with each other. You knew he didn't care, but it would be nice if he did.

"Just get out, okay?" you spoke, embarrassed and a little angry. "I'll just get myself off since you can't seem to do it."

Your tone had him walking around to the side of the bed, grabbing his discarded knife from the nightstand. You flinched, but didn't bother to run. If he wanted to kill you, he would have already.

Just as you figured, he turned back around, trudging out of your bedroom with the blade in his grip. You rolled your eyes. You were half tempted to call up and old friend of yours for a night, but realized that might end in bloodshed. Michael was much too possessive for that.

Suddenly, an idea crossed your mind. You knew Michael was selfish, but he also always had something to prove. He wanted to, no, needed to be the best at everything. Nobody could escape, outrun, or hide from him, and he knew that. So what if. . .

It was a few days later when he came back, heavy footsteps on your porch alerting you. Still, you pretended not to notice, phone up to your ear as you chatted. You were leaned against the kitchen counter, occasionally popping some popcorn into your mouth.

The door to your house creaked open before shutting again. You paid no mind.

"Go out? Ha," you spoke, fingers moving around a stray popcorn kernel absentmindedly. "If I want to get drunk, I'll do it in my own home, thank you very much."

At this point, he was looming in the kitchen doorway, but you didn't even bother with a glance.

"Oh, go out to meet someone, huh? Yeah, I guess that would be nice. . . I mean sure, there's a guy that stops by, but I'd be lying if I said I was satisfied." You leaned against your fridge, his massive form still lingering just a few feet away.

"It's just. . . other people I've been with have gotten me off four, five times a night, but this guy? Not once. Yeah. You heard me. Not once."

You made sure to emphasize that last phrase. You knew the dangerous game you were playing, but you didn't care. "Talk to him? Girl, I've tried. He's like a brick wall. Doesn't even say goodbye. As soon as he's done he's out the door. Rude? Tell me about it. Sure, I've had better, but he always keeps crawling back looking like a kicked puppy. I just kind of feel sorry for him."

You didn't have time to speak again before the phone was ripped from your grasp and tossed carelessly across the kitchen, plastic pieces shattering across the tile.

One hand wrapped around your throat while the other rested just beside your head, almost denting your poor fridge with the force. The choke was painful but not deadly, and you locked eyes with the culprit, staring intently.

He pulled you against him before slamming you back against the fridge, and you winced at the sudden force. "What's wrong with you?" you sputtered out, your hands trying to fight the grip on your throat.

He glanced at the destroyed phone, and you had to stifle a smirk from appearing on your lips.

With another slam, he finally released his hand from your neck, and you took in a few shaky breaths. Still, he loomed close enough to leave you pressed against him.

"You're angry," you spoke, rubbing the marks forming on your neck. "I assumed Michael Myers never got angry."

He looked to the shattered telephone again before looking back at you. He wanted an explanation.

"What do you want me to say? It's true. And I'm pissed about it. All you ever do is use me then leave. I haven't had a proper orgasm in weeks!" You pushed your hands against his chest angrily, but he didn't budge. "I know you're not a good man, but it still isn't fair. I can't even call anyone because you'll have a knife through their neck before they can get their pants off."

He let out a breath, both hands finding purchase on your hips. "Now's not the time," you huffed, moving to push his hands away. His grip tightened. You headbutted his chest, forehead resting against the rough material of his jumpsuit. How could he be raring to go at a time like this? "Unless you've got anything planned for me tonight, I'm not interested."

He didn't falter. You looked back up to try and read his face through his mask. It did not work. You could tell he was. . . different than usual, but he was probably still pissed off from your words over the phone.

His fingers nestled behind the waistband of your shorts, and in one fell swoop they dropped to the floor. You stayed silent. He never had the decency to take your clothes off. It was always ripped or sliced, and there was never any time taken. Hell, he'd never taken your shorts off without your underwear going with.

You stifled a laugh. Was he actually. . . trying?

He slid a knee between your thighs, pinning you. One hand explored your upper half, sliding under your shirt until he hit your bra. His other hand travelled downwards, slipping underneath your panties. You felt a rough digit slide against your clit and let out a sudden breath. Quickly, he backtracked, moving back up until he found that same spot.

You had to bite your lip to prevent a gasp from leaving it. You couldn't remember the last time you'd been stimulated there. It was suddenly all too-sensitive.

Two fingers caught the small nub, and you had to grip his shoulders to prevent yourself from falling. The digits toyed with it, squeezing and brushing like he was testing something. Your forehead pressed against his chest as heavy breaths left you.

One hand worked at massaging your chest, running a thumb against your nipple, while the other played with your clit harshly. You didn't expect him to be gentle in the slightest, but it still had you shimmying your hips in discomfort. It's not that you weren't aroused, and in fact, you were all too turned on. He'd never shown any interest in any part of you besides your cunt and mouth, and even then it was only to slide his dick into. This? This was all new. This feeling of rough hands overtaking your body, touching your skin, pleasuring you for the first time. . .

You pushed your hips forwards, trying to gain friction. With any luck, you could actually get off tonight.

Suddenly, all hands were off of you and he stepped back, tilting his head.

You rushed to hold yourself up, knees wobbly. You shot daggers at him, eyes burning. He stopped. Why the fuck did he stop?

He stared at you, waiting for something. You crossed your arms over your chest, looking as put-together as you could with wetness creeping down your thighs and shorts discarded on the floor.

"I'm not apologizing, if that's what you want," you muttered. "Congratulations, you found the clit. Took you long enough. You'll have to work a little harder if you're looking to clear your name."

In a flash, he had you hauled over his shoulder, and you let out a gasp of surprise. You could only sigh as he took you to your destination.

You were dropped onto your bed, legs dangling off the front as he pushed you down into the mattress. You cocked a brow.

In an event you'd never thought would happen, he kneeled down in front of you, hands spreading your thighs apart. Was this a dream? You were in shock. There's no way he was going to. . .

You were pulled out of your thoughts when your panties were slid down your legs and tossed aside. It didn't take long before one hand was back between your legs, rubbing your clit as the other pressed against your stomach to keep you in place. You couldn't move your thighs which were locked apart, blocked by his shoulders.

You couldn't sit up with the way he had you pinned, and so stared at the ceiling, hands gripping the sheets.

A new sensation startled you, and you tried desperately to sit up enough to see, but it was no use.

It was his tongue, dragging up your folds until he reached your clit. He took the nub in his mouth, and you had to slap a hand over your mouth to prevent the noise that threatened to come out.

That old and familiar feeling built within you, like a spring coiling and coiling, ready to snap. Your mind went blank as a tension built within you. It was like everything but your cunt was numb. There, feeling was in overdrive. Every swipe of his tongue, every prod of his fingers inside of you, swiping forward to push against your favorite spot: it was too much.

You came with a breathless gasp, back arched as your hands dug into the sheets. Even without seeing, you knew your cunt was a mess. You could feel your cum seeping out. You could smell the scent of sex in the room. Your thighs shook, pussy clenching around nothing.

You expected him to pull back, but instead you felt his tongue licking at your cunt, swiping up any spill into his mouth. You let out a whine as he prodded inside, tongue lapping up your wetness.

Digits were back to circling your clit, and you moaned, still much too sensitive. Despite this, he had no intentions of stopping, instead switching out his fingers for his mouth as he thrust a finger inside of you. You had no time to process before another joined the first. Your head pressed desperately against your bedsheets.

"Slow down," you gasped, voice shaking. He didn't heed your words, and in fact, sped up the way his fingers pushed in and out of you. You whined. The tension was already back and ready to snap within you.

"Michael," you cried, eyes clenched shut. "Please!" You weren't sure what you were pleading for.

You came again, more violently than the last. Over and over your cunt pulsed, leaking your cum to pool at your enterance, only to be pushed back in with the shove of his fingers.

"Okay! Okay! You win!" you panted, wiping the sweat from your face.

When he still showed no signs of letting up, all you could do was let out a weak groan. You got what you desired, you supposed. But it seemed he found something he liked as well.

All this because you decided to talk a little shit about him. You didn't dare tell him there was nobody on the other line.

[fineillmakeaslasherblog]

Can I request OG Michael, Norman, Billy Lenz, and Vincent being edged? 😏

Unfortunately, some of these may be a little lackluster. Anyway, nsfw under the cut.

OG!Michael Myers:

Good luck lmao

It's not really his thing, and he doesn't have a strong enough reaction for it to even be that fun if you tried.

The first time, you get a pointed look and a lil huff (which is admittedly pretty cute, but never tell him that)

He doesn't have any reaction beyond that, though. His body language is hard to read in general, and the bedroom is no exception.

Still, if you've reached the point in a relationship where he lets you anywhere near as vulnerable a part of his body as his dick, you've probably figured out how to read him, and he's more annoyed than aroused.

If you do it again, that irritation falls over a precipice and he bats your hand away to finish by himself. He doesn't have the patience to put up with this.

Altogether, not really his cup of tea. Overstimulation, on the other hand...

Norman Bates:

Why would you do this? Do you want to make him cry?

Okay, the answer is probably yes. But I digress.

As soon as you take your hand away, he looks at you like a wounded animal. Pure betrayal in his eyes. It's really cute tbh

That said, he finds that he doesn't actually hate it. He trusts you, and he knows that you won't push him into something he doesn't want, so he resigns himself to flopping his head back with a broken sigh so you can continue.

And if you start praising him? Any apprehension he had about the whole thing goes up in smoke. The first sweet words leave your lips and any ability to think clearly is replaced with buzzing nothingness.

Tell him how good and patient he's being for you as you edge him to tears and he's making the prettiest little sounds in your ear in no time.

His stamina in the bedroom is absolutely abysmal, so this is probably a decent way to make sure he can actually go for longer than five minutes.

Just make sure you do let him cum by the end of it. He's not one for long-term denial. It may seem to him more like rejection than any kind of kink.

Billy Lenz:

Another man who you would have to be truly sadistic to edge, though for very different reasons.

This man's sex drive is absolutely ungodly, which actually makes him pretty hard to edge since he hardly needs any stimulation to cum. Still, if you can manage it, the effort is well worth it.

When you first start, he's moaning and whining before you even wrap your hand around his cock, so I sincerely hope that you have thick walls.

That noise is nothing, however, compared to when you stop. The scream he lets out is the most pathetic, agonized sound you've ever heard from him, which is quite a feat in itself.

Despite his eagerly bucking hips, though, he's internally panicking. Why did you do that?! Were you mad at him? Did he do something bad? Did he finally say something that crossed a line?

Are you going to leave him?!

Please calm him down before he works himself into a frenzy. For all his filthy rambling, we all know that he's a deeply wounded man, and you need to be patient with him.

Give him lots of kisses and praise, maybe even tell him how pretty his cock looks when it's twitching with need, and he'll very quickly warm up to the idea.

That being said, have lots of water on standby any time you plan on edging him. Even a single edge can be enough to have him sobbing. (See the aforementioned sex drive.)

Just make sure to read his body language and you'll be fine. He can't handle as much edging as most, and letting you do it at all is a massive show of trust that can easily be shattered if you take it too far.

Vincent Sinclair:

Easily the most straightforward of the four. Make no mistake, he'll whine and squirm, but he takes it relatively in stride.

If you're lucky enough to be doing this while his mask is off, his face is scrunched up as he tries to control his reactions.

Not because he doesn't want you to see them, necessarily. But contrary to popular belief, he does have some sense of dignity to uphold.

Even with his mask on, though, you'd be able to read him from his hands flexing and releasing repeatedly, the slight tremor in his hips that only grows stronger as you go, the muscles in his abdomen convulsing every time you pull away.

He can easily handle this for the longest, too. Vincent is a patient man, and it will take a lot of effort to get anywhere close to his limit. (That's not to say he won't be complaining about it before then, of course.)

If you really want to make him whine, don't focus too much on his cock. Leave lingering kisses on the rest of his body, gently bite his inner thighs, make sure his whole body is burning with need.

Making sure he's pent up and drawn taut from the beginning will only make his reaction when you deny him all the sweeter.

[apocalypse-shuffle]

MICHAEL MYERS | THE SHAPE (any iteration | any canon timeline idc)

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Sex w/ Michael Myers (Michael Myers x Fem!Reader)

Headcanons

NSFW, 18+, minors dni, shoddy communication (because Michael), mild dubious consent

Pic Source: Rob Zombie’s Halloween, Halloween II, & Halloween Kills(?)

Michael ain’t easy when it comes to letting you know he’s horny.

Let’s say you’re at your computer desk working when he’s suddenly behind you.

He’s all up on you in seconds, lifting you up, taking your place in the chair, and putting you on his lap.

His rough hands find your breasts shortly after. Michael doesn’t speak as he touches you but with him so close you can hear the small groans that crawl up his throat.

You arch your back against him as he tweaks your nipples. Rubbing the dark nubs between his thumb and forefinger incessantly.

Moaning, you throw your head back on his shoulder to pant out: “What has gotten into you?”

He doesn’t react much to the question, only getting just that much louder groaning in your ear as he starts to rut up against your ass.

No sooner is he rubbing his length against your core through the layers of fabric between y’all and you’re left moaning and wondering when he’ll get impatient (because now you’re turned on too and you’re getting impatient) when he hoists you over his shoulder to reposition you.

Michael isn’t a cock warming type of man but once he gets you on the nearest flat surface he’s stuffing his semi erect dick into you with zero hesitation.

He squeezes your thigh and grunts at you to get a move on until you start milking him to full hardness.

After that it’s all Michael for the next while until he gets off, you cuming when he’s trying to nut is not the goal but if you happen to then that’s nice (initially at least).

Mainly Michael deals with himself first before coming back to finish you off after. He will breed you - every time - if you do not dissuade him from the action.

Regardless of where Michael’s cum, once he’s taken care of himself is when whether or not you came while he was getting off will come into play. If you didn’t then you’ll be well taken care of by relentless, nicely overwhelming precision. If you did, on the other hand, then prepare to be thoroughly punished because Michael is going to give you special attention whether you still want it now or not.

This man will (and revels in it tbh) overstimulate you to tears. You wanted to come so bad well then here you go, he doesn’t care if you're jerking around and sobbing he’s more than strong enough to restrain you.

Any form of aftercare depends on the version of Michael. RZ!Michael is definitely going to try, and with some direction from you he’ll be amazing at it. He wants that softer, less frenzied connection with you after the fact, and aftercare soothes and reassures you as well as him. OG!Michael and Old Man Myers (or Peepaw, as the ladies call him) on the other hand I firmly believe won’t care for aftercare all that much; at most you’ll get some base level rearranging done so that you're on a more comfortable surface and whatever supplies you might need will be easy to find and that’s it.

In general; if you're not in the mood (or are alternatively never in the mood) Michael is more or less easily dissuaded. You kind of have to start the pattern of sex for it to be something he goes looking for from you in the first place. If he can’t let out his sexual frustrations with you though then he has plenty of other fleshy and easily stab-able ways to let that frustration out.

Michael also regularly goes dormant - usually of his own accord - and has periods where he doesn’t kill so it’s pretty safe to assume that the same goes for his sex drive. When he’s in the mood to fuck is harder to track, and more spontaneous, than when he’s about to gear up to unleash his bloodthirst on the world though.

On another note let’s say you’re the one in the mood but Michael’s pretty firmly not. Likely it’s because he’s obsessing over a target for whatever reason. During times like these though, when his stalking and slashing are in high demand, you’ll barely even catch sight of him until he’s satisfied regardless.

NOTES: Hope you enjoyed!

I won’t say this was my best work, but I can only fuck around with a post for so long and I think a year was more than long enough for this to be ruminating in my drafts.

btw: if you’d like to leave a comment I’d very much appreciate it! this is a sideblog tho so I won’t respond.