#micheal meyers

[raccoonspooky]

If the slashers had dating profiles:

Slashers included: Jason Voorhees, Brahms Heelshire, All 3 Sinclair brothers, Bubba Sawyer. Micheal Meyers, Billy Lenz, Leslie Vernon

X Reader format. Gender neutral. Slight nsfw

Jason Voorhees:

The profile has several burry pictures of trees and what you think is some kind of shambly looking cabin. There’s picture of a bee on a weirdly gnarled looking hand with an offputting blueish green color to his skin. You figure that it must be the lighting and there’s nothing to be alarmed with. His profile description is wordless save for a bunch of emojis, trees and flowers and a campfire.

His height is listed as 7’0 so… you swipe right immediately.

Brahms Heelshire:

Theres several pictures of a dapper little doll doing things. Sitting in a chair, playing with blocks… You swipe through them intrigued by the strange little doll and lastly theres mirror selfie of a man holding the doll, the camera flash conceals his face but you’re able to get a nice eyeful of a tempting hairy chest. The doll is creepy but… if that’s his owner, he cant be too bad. Everyone has hobbies!

His height is listed and he’s a respectable 6’4. Under “Hobbies:” he’s written “Dolls.”, and added an emoji of a violin. You’ve always had a weakness for artsy guys. You figure he’s just some hipster. He’s selected various tags to mention he’s a homebody, and he’s looking for a long term relationship, and he’s a homeowner??? You’re sold.

Bo Sinclair:

Pictures of a dirty truck. Several memes about mechanics. You would’ve immediately swiped No, but he’s uploaded quite a few pictures to go through. Amongst the unfunny memegenerator images and past the ones showcasing a dirty old truck, there are several selfies to go through and the guy is just drop dead gorgeous. His jawline could cut butter. He’s got sparkly blue eyes and god damn does he know how to take a proper thirst trap.

There are a number of red flags unfortunately, his description is extremely long and it says nothing about himself besides what you can infer from his LONG list of what he’s looking for in a partner. He wants obedience, a good listener, someone who’s not afraid to get dirty, someone to cook and clean and do his laundry. It all makes your eyes roll. The weirdest part of his profile is that he’s selected that he’s looking for short term things, and that he’s not wanting to be tied down…? Yet he seems to be looking for someone who will just about chew his food for him.

To you, he seems like an overgrown manchild with a pretty face. But… if he’s only looking for fun, you could really do worse when it came to a no strings attached dick appointments. His page says he’s from Louisiana and you wonder what his voice sounds like… As you’re debating whether or not to swipe right, your phone buzzes with a notification that Bo’s superliked your profile.

Vincent Sinclair:

The first image of his profile is purely black and you think that it must be a blank profile. On a whim you read the tags he’s selected, and his interests include several different art mediums. You swipe past the black header image to see several examples of his work, he’s skilled in everything he does and wax figures are a pretty interesting medium. It’s not everyday that you find someone who specializes in working with wax.

His description is blank and he’s not selected anything in terms of what he’s looking for. Even so, you swipe right in hopes you’ll match so you can ask him a load of questions. Mysterious as the profile is, you have to admit that the guy is talented.

Lester Sinclair:

The photos in his profile are a little yikes. Though he’s not holding fish like every other embarrassing profile on this website, there are a number of photos involving dead animals. In one of the photos, the guy is squatting near a bloated gator, pointing and grinning. In another photo, a grimy hand holds a flattened rodent of undeterminable classification.

In the photos with his face, he’s grinning in every one of them. His clothes are kind of grimy and you can assume that he must be some kind of roadkill guy, hopefully as a job rather than as an enthusiast. He’s got such a sunshiney smile and you think he’s cute besides the grime.

The description attached to his profile is just adorable. Everything that he’s selected displays that he’s on this site genuinely because he’s looking for someone to love. Long term or short term, but nothing casual. He’s written that he doesnt have much but he’ll make up for it by ‘Lovin’ ya.” and its just so sweet that youre hitting that superlike button to send him a message immediately.

Micheal Meyers:

Blank profile. No description. No pictures besides a plain black image.

You accidentally swipe right rather than left with a catastrophic finger fumble and you’re surprised that your phone chimes with an immediate match. A moment later, you recieve a message and it’s just one emoji. A knife. Yikes! Blocked!

Despite the block. Your phone chimes with another message and you’re met with a photo. Its blurred for your safety, just in case its an unwanted dick pic. You have to click on the photo and what you’re met with is so, so much worse than the scummiest dick pic. The photo looks like a photo of the outside of your house.

Billy Lenz:

His photos are almost incomprehensibly strange. Everything’s blurry. One of the photos was a blur of movement of which you could vaguely make out a human shaped thing and a single eye. Everything is offputting and strange. The only non blurry picture is (1) single photo of a fluffy white cat.

In his description, theres a very strange paragraph about someone named Agnes, accompanied with baby emojis and then several cat emojis.

At the very end of his paragraph, you see that he’s selected several tags to imply he’s looking for something quick and dirty. The only coherent part of his entire profile is a single, long winded sentence about his apparent desperation to eat pussy.

Bubba Sawyer

Several photos of a chicken. He’s used one of those filter apps to put hearts and other things around the chicken.

Besides chicken pics, there’s a picture what looks to be a windchime made of bones. It’s hung up on a porch, looking out toward a green field with the sun making everything look warm and tinted orange. It’s a nice photo, Bubba seems to have a good attention to detail.

He’s selected no tags to help you determine what he’s looking for. But he’s listed his height and weight. He’s a big… big guy. You swipe right in hopes that you can beg the guy for a face reveal.

Leslie Vernon:

Finally! a guy who shows his face! His profile seems almost meticulously curated. He’s got all the things that would show up if you were to google “How to have the best dating profile.” Theres a photo of him with a dog, a photo of him covered in flour, a photo of him laughing and eating a salad. All the photos seem incredibly staged, which is…. strange.

His description is all about himself. He seems as if he’s been looking for an opportunity to talk about himself and he decided to use a dating website to do it. He mentions that he loves horror movies and that he’s in the “business.” You’re not sure what to make of that. Does he… make…?? horror movies? Does he run a blog or something?

At the end of his very, very long monologue that includes his favorite color and his all time favorite top five movies and music and everything under the sun— he closes his description by saying that he’s looking for his final girl. It’s cheeky and adorably stupid.

Strangeness aside, you love horror movies too, so you’re at least open for a fun discussion about them over drinks or something. He’s pretty much the only guy on this website that seems to know how to use it anyway.

[mannyblacque]

Source

Laurie Strode on candy duty.

[mysharona1987]

Freddie has aged badly as a villain, imo. He looks like an accordion.

This is not the scariest opening horror scene ever, like people say.

At least Micheal or Jason will just kill you.

You don’t get them pretending to be a violin or a clarinet or whatever.

“Freddie comes after you in your dreams!”

As what, a psycho dutch European music teacher who knows how to hymn?

Micheal and Jason looking at Freddie:

He let the side down.

[roughentumble]

make sure to put the name in the tags if it's someone i missed!

[mushroom-creacher]

Anyways, I'm a firm believer of the fact that any version of Micheal Meyers could not handle the least bit of spice

Like he was in the sanatorium for 15 years and you know they were not providing more than those little salt and pepper packets

The man would be wheezing at anything slightly spicy

[totally-true]

Slashers as Gumball characters

Thomas Hewitt - idaho

Jason Voorhees - hector

Micheal Meyers - Mr. Robinson

Billy Loomis - gumball

Stu macher - banana joe

[fishfishlove]

[horrorwaveofgrain00000]

[graceandtheidiotsquad]

Hot take that I hope doesn’t get me exiled from the horror fandom: THE CURSE OF THORN PLOTLINE COULD HAVE BEEN GOOD IF IT WERE THOUGHT OUT BETTER.

like-instead of having Micheal be in this cult out of NOWHERE-what if a young Micheal stumbled into them while wandering around on accident (as children tend to do) and got his butt cursed as a result of seeing too much. (Emphasis on sight-I can imagine it would place heavy focus on his eyes, tying back to the ‘Devil’s eyes’ thing and that generally-eyes seem to be emphasized a lot when it comes to Micheal.)

Why not bring back the idea of Halloween being an anthology series-but have the different tales overlap and intertwine, Trick r’ treat style? One story could involve those weirdass masks again, one could involve the cult, one could involve Micheal or-like Sam, he could be the thread tying them all together. Anyway these are just my thoughts.

[alternativeproject]

Duality of man or something

[raccoonspooky]

Mini restock because I forgot to upload these with last time's restock! Thomas has a special backside!

[jelliclekitty]

[roughentumble]

apologies for lumping some together, i only have 10 options

[jamgraphicdesign]

Website /  Instagram

[totally-true-smut]

Okay so this idea came to me while talking to a Rob Zombie's Michael Myers AI please hear me out, RZ Michael Myers where he had a best friend before he was sent to Smith’s Grove whose parents didn’t let them visit him once he was sent there so when he escapes he stops at their house first before starting his killing spree planning to kill them too for forgetting about and abandoning him only to see once in their room that they still have pictures of him with them on their walls and sleeps with a stuffed animal michael made for them (he probably killed an animal he found to get the fur for it but they don’t need to know that-/j) but also that when they woke up they’re just happy to see him and missed him, they didn’t forget about him like he thought, they just weren’t allowed to see him or know where he went. Could be just fluff from that alone but could also be smut if Michael ends up pounding y/n into their mattress because of it, maybe some of their pictures fall off the wall from it, one or two bed frame slats break iykwim 😳 ( sorry if this is too specific or long i’m bad and new at writing requests and saw that requests were open so i decided to give it a try, also i know i don’t really need to specify this but i feel like i need to so please just feel free to ignore or delete this if it makes you uncomfortable or it’s too long/specific or just don’t want to in general <3)

So low-key I'm hella bad at doing long fics, but I think I can write something satisfying enough 😘😘 remember tho, I write these on my phone so paragraphing and stuff might be off.

As soon as he got out of the asylum he was a man on a mission. Get revenge, and find the object he's been focused on for all those long, long, years. With how much security and safety measures have advanced over the years he was surprised at how easily he was able to stay hidden for so long.

After miles of walking, and driving he made it, his childhood neighborhood, he walked down the familiar sidewalk until he came to his destination. It had obvious signs of aging, but was still in good condition. He easily broke in through the back door, then began to walk down the halls. Family photos were randomly set around the home, walls, the mantle, even side tables.

Finally he came to the room he wanted. As he opened the door he gazed around the room, pictures of him and you were pinned to the wall. A tiny Micheal standing beside a tiny (y/n), smiles across both faces. He walked into the room and sat beside you on the bed, he covered your mouth with his large hand as he woke you. He felt you scream against his hand before your vision focused and you saw his large finger harshly poking into the image of a young Micheal. When the realization hit you, tears began to form in your eyes.

Wrapping your arms around him you could feel the firmness of his muscles and the warmth of his body. You could feel his hands making their way across your body, rubbing your sides, going down your legs. You moved the blanket out of your way so you could get closer to him. His touch felt familiar, like wrapping up in an old blanket his touch filled your body with an indescribable heat. He knew exactly where you wanted him and he responded accordingly. One of his large hands groped at your chest as the other made its way down, down, down, to where you needed it the most.

Your body responded almost as soon as you felt his touch, your back arched and your breath hitched. Even just his fingers almost completely covered you, long digits searching for the small sensitive bead that would produce the most pleasure for you. Your thin leggings betrayed you and made it all too easy for him to map out his way. His face was obscured in the shadows of your bedroom, but all you needed was the passion of his kisses. Deep hickies were sucked into your neck sure to turn beautiful shades of red that would fade into purples, greens, and yellows as time passes. As the heat between grew to uncomfortable levels you began to lose your clothing. First a thin shirt, exposing your chest to him, nipples slowly turning to pebbles, your body heat the only thing slowing the process. Next came your pants and underwear, the cold air welcomed you.

Finally once the two of you were completely undressed the real fun could begin. Your hands claw at his body as you let out breathy moans. You could feel his every movement, he began to tease you and rub his cock against your cunt, covering himself in your arousal. Even with his cock coated it would be a tight fit, he let the head catch against your opening and slowly eased himself inside, pain bloomed inside you as he did. As he fully pushed in you felt the air being pulled from your lungs, you could feel every inch of him against your sensitive walls, the feeling indescribable yet so pleasurable. His cock felt like it reached every depth of you, when he moved he hit your cervix in such a delicious way. As his pace grew fast he changed the position, no longer were your legs wrapped around his waist, he now held your thighs against your chest and your feet were touching his ears. You could barely breathe, but you didn't want to if it meant he would have to stop. His lips still kissed at your neck as you began to cry, the feeling was so intense you couldn't help it. You could feel his body rubbing against your clit, his pubic hair felt harsh but that just added to the experience. As you began to reach your climax a car drove by, the lights shining through your window lighting up your room and making the experience unlike anything you've ever had before. You let out a high moan as his thrusts began to slow and he let himself finish inside of you, slowly rocking in and out of your body to ride out your orgasms.

When he finally pulled out your legs could not stop twitching, Micheal got up and grabbed a towel from across the room to clean the both of you up before laying in bed beside you. When morning came the only hint he had ever visited were the marks that littered your sore and bruised body.

[horrorwaveofgrain00000]