Tawns of Fun

I had a dream last week where I went to rescue two friends who’d been kidnapped by Michael Myers and you know what he left in the middle of the floor? His butt plug.

I don’t know if it was dream!Michael’s calling card or he just didn’t care lol.

Imagine Michael thanking Corey by bringing him to your home and letting the younger man engage in some voyeurism, while the Shape has his way with you. 

Imagine desperately entering the house to try to find your friends before Michael Myers does. Then immediately getting an eyeful of the Shape’s boner. 

Imagine being a childhood friend of Michael’s who kept correspondence with him throughout the years via letters. You’ve secretly been waiting for him to break out for years and have a safe hiding spot for him in your house.

Too bad he’s had such limited contact with peers that Michael keeps becoming unbearably aroused around you.

You didn’t think it was that bad until he started stalking you. Which consists of mostly of watching you from afar while j*rking off. Until you spot him and ask him what the f*ck he’s doing. 

Note: Sorry, this is funny to me. 

Imagine being really, really confused when Michael Myers breaks into your house and tries to have sex with you instead of murdering you.

Up until that point, you didn’t think of cuddling as something that couldn’t be consented to.

The first couple of times you’re able to convince him to wear condoms. But Michael quickly grows impatient and decides to just slam into you uncovered. Your landline is down, and you know he’s too strong and persistent to get away from for long.

This goes on for a week until you wake up one morning without him possessively spooning you. Before you can decide on what to do, you notice your “boyfriend” standing behind you in the dresser’s mirror. On the dresser proper are two bottles of fertility lube and a dozen pregnancy tests.

Note: I keep getting requests for Michael Myers and yandere and/or impreg. XD

Imagine Michael Myers cornering you. To stall for time, you question him.

Why does he kill his family members? Because he wants to make a new one. Why does he want to kill you? He doesn’t. What does he want, then? To br**d you.

Turns out Michael isn’t just planning on ins*minating you as many times as possible over the next week, to ensure pregnancy, then keeping you his prisoner for nine months. The murderer wants to raise children, not just a child, with you. 

Imagine Michael becoming hopelessly infatuated with and making a point to check up on you every time he’s free.

He’s not very happy when he finds out you got married but, after taking care of that obstacle, Michael comes to the conclusion you’re not getting your physical needs taken care of. So, he figures, f*cking you before or while admitting to offing that guy is probably the best plan.

Imagine having been a classmate of Michael before he killed his sister. Despite your horror when you accidentally found out, you couldn’t help but be intrigued by the case. The nice boy you sat next to everyday was capable of sororicide. You secretly collect every news clipping on the murder you can get your hands on. Then forget about it.

Until he comes for your friend Laurie. Then you dust off the box of articles and worry that you might have to add to it soon. Michael comes across your morbid little time capsule while on the prowl for Laurie. When he notices all the old photographs of you, the killer realizes whose room he’s in. The planner on your desk says you’re going to meet up with her later.  

You’re still super cute. Are you a hybristophile? Maybe you’d like to watch him kill the other sister. 

Yes, Michael decides as he lies down in your bed, once you reunite you’ll be delighted to come along with him.

Request: “can i to see a Michael Myers imagine where he f*cks a nurse that was sweet to him... Because she actually cared. Not be polite. But because she actually loved him. And told him that frequently.” Don’t ask me to write other would involves right now. I just haven’t written one in a while and wanted to see if I still could lol. 

Michael and you becoming enamored with each other would involve...

Note: Read on Wattpad. 

Imagine the Shape ripping open the back of your shirt and incising his first name between your shoulder blades. He’s a little surprised you’re not squirming more. Then Michael becomes really confused when, after he disinfects the c*ts, you look embarrassed.

When you’re flipped onto your back, he finds out why. The rest of your outer clothing is torn away and your stalker gets an eyeful of your soaked p*nties.

Imagine the Shape ripping open the back of your shirt and incising his first name between your shoulder blades. He’s a little surprised you’re not squirming more. Then Michael becomes really confused when, after he disinfects the c*ts, you look embarrassed.

When you’re flipped onto your back, he finds out why. The rest of your outer clothing is torn away and your stalker gets an eyeful of your soaked p*nties.

Imagine being a Smith's Grove nurse who accidentally gets locked in with Michael. Because you're always nice to him, he decides to show you his appreciation. As you're being inexpertly f*cked, you try to explain that you were just being polite but then Michael starts hitting the right spot so you shut up.  

Imagine going with Dr. Loomis to hunt down Michael, who developed a crush on you while he was incarcerated at the Sanitarium. He drops his knife and embraces you. After a few minutes of standing in shock while he's knelt down, nuzzling your cheeks, you think why not and wrap your legs around his waist and let him f*ck you.

Imagine Michael falling off the roof while chasing you. Before he can get up, you manage to drag chains over and incapacitate the killer. You frisk him to make sure he doesn't have any weapons but get caught up in how strong his body is. While you're distracted, Michael decides to delay his escape because your hands feel really nice.

Imagine Michael being very pleased with your kitty costume for Halloween. Especially the collar. It doesn't have a tag so he can hook his finger into it and keep you in place when you're on your knees.