Here's where my dirty mind comes out

Jason Vorhees:

You ran into an old closet hiding, throwing your head in your knees from Jason, It wasn't like you were afraid of Jason just not in the meaner of what most people would be, You are afraid of human interaction. You didn't like talking to people or socializing. Hell, you were surprised some random kids invited you on this trip in the first place. You only spoke 2 or 3 times to them, 1 of them being you saw someone outside while you were in your room crying. BAM, You look up from your knees to see Jason standing over you. “Ok, no talking please just kill me and move on,” You say while looking at Jason expecting some whole supervillain story to come out. To your surprise, Jason just threw you over his shoulder and very quietly muttered “mine now”.

Aftermath imagine~

 “Jason! Oh! i see you have them!” Pamela says happy to see you. “so according to Jason you don’t like people, so i thought you could stay here!” she says with a smile. You thought for a minute “am I really going to spend my life here? Away from everyone, with a nice lady and her hot son?” You then made your choice right then and there.  

Micheal Myers:

Your friend decided to drag you along to another Halloween party to get your mind off of things and to hide you from the strange man you keep talking about. You really did not like people, well mostly the socializing part, so your plan was to just stay by them the whole time or go find the family pet to hang out with. But things sadly changed you lost your friend and there was no pet to hang out with. Everything was loud, crowded, and overall overwhelming. You look up to see someone upstairs, you almost had a full-on 10-year long flashback when you realised that the random guy upstairs had been watching you panic the whole time, you noticed him from the mental commercial you saw on tv, some guy named Micheal, but you didn’t. You yell that you are heading upstairs to go to the bathroom hoping your friend heard you. You then book it upstairs, to look for the random guy but you didn’t see him “hm, I’ll just lock myself in the bathroom-” you began to speak as you felt a heavy grip on your shoulder. You shoot your head around already in panic mode to see Micheal. “.... follow.” you slightly heard Micheal speak. You suspiciously followed Micheal out a window outside. The outside was quiet and calming, you then realized you were right about the strange guy you saw because he was wearing a “special bracelet”.  you decided not to say anything because it was nice of him to get you out here, so all you did was stay out, with Micheal. 

Aftermath imagine~

You wake up in a  house, Micheals house. You see a note that reads “Hello. You fell asleep, so I thought Id bring you here. You're about a 10 minute walk from here to your house. I’ll stop by later, you can stay if you want, just be careful- Micheal. You slump back in the bed rolling over 

Bubba Sawyer:

“im kinda glad the car broke then we don't have to go to the party, plus hiding in the woods from that creepy guy is ten times better,” You say with a worried chuckle “yeah y/n but I actually love parties, plus you need to learn to be more social & we are literally stranded in the middle of a fuckin woods.” Your friend says not to seem too happy about this situation. You two soon heard a random chainsaw, soon after Bubba pops out of some bushes, causally tripping up a bit. Your friend then throws you to bubba and runs as fast as they can while saying “GOOD LUCK Y/N, SEE YOU AT THE CAR, REMEMBER SOCAILIZE”. You look up from Bubba’s chest to see him looking at your friend running probably asking himself “damn, Human sacrifice”. He then picks you up and carries you to the house.

Brahms Heelshire:

“Y/n you need to learn how to socialize better, you need a boyfriend” you hear your friend say as they are leaving “I will, the first person to show interest in me im already planning to marry,” you say with a slight giggle as you see them grab there coat getting ready to leave “Well, ok Bye y/n” you hear your friend say. “Bye!” As soon as you hear the door close you feel Brahms grip your side. You have only meant the real-life Brahms 2 days ago when he decided to come out of the walls. You had only spoken to him a few times since then. You've kinda been avoiding him and hiding in the bathroom the whole day. “Pretty... Pretty voice” You hear Brahms say. Scared to speak to the man you practically just met, you just nod in thanks. “Well... It's time for bed” You hear Brahms say as he wraps his arms around you. “Ok, Brahms let's g-” You tried to say let's go but before you could Brahms had picked up and started to carry your bridal style to his room.

Freddy Krueger:

You've been hiding in a closet in your dream from Freddy because he won't stop talking. You then see the door swing open to see Freddy “SUP BITCH, IM HERE TO TALK TO YA  MORE” he says at the top of his lungs, as he threw you over his shoulder and carries you down an ally.

Aftermath imagine~

“Sooooooooo! YOU LIKE SUNSETS?!” Freddy yells “I- yeah” You say trying not to go death from Freddys yelling.  You see Freddy snap his fingers and right then and there you seen a very beautiful sunset. “There we go, a semi- happy y/n” you hear Freddy mutter. “Thank you..”You mutter mainly because Freddy is not yelling at the top of his lungs. “yeah, yeah.”

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You had been best friends with Brahms Heelshire when you were children, spending most of your free time as the Heelshire manor playing together.

Brahms absolutely adored you even then. He didn’t have too many friends, being up in that big secluded house, but you were definitely his closest friend.

Even at that age you trusted each other with everything, always causing trouble together.

But then your family moved away and you obviously had no say in the matter.

You and Brahms had cried and clung to each other the last time you saw each other, your parents having to pull you apart. 

And that was the last time you saw him.

You were too young at the time of the fire to know what happened, you didn’t find out about it until you were in your teen years. You couldn’t remember all the details well but you remembered the house and the young boy who had been your best friend.

It broke your heart when you found out but understood why your parents hadn’t told you.

More years passed and you were looking for a job. Looking for anything that would be decent pay.

That’s when yous stumbled across an ad for a nanny position. It wasn’t exactly what you were looking for but the pay was amazing considering the job. But what really caught your eye was that it was near where you grew up...and signed by the Heelshires...the name brought back all those childhood memories.

The ad said you’d be caring for an eight year old. Did the couple have another child after the tragedy?

You remembered that you loved the Heelshires, they had been like a second family to you. 

You would get to go back to where you, see the house you remembered so well, help out the couple you had loved as a child, the pay would be amazing and necessities would be provided. You couldn’t see one downside, so you went for it.

And you got it!

So you headed back home and showed up at the house for the interview they requested.

As soon as they remembered who you were, something seemed to change, something in the way they were acting.

They had smiled and hugged you, asking you how you were before sharing somewhat nervous glances.

You didn’t mention it when they introduced you to their ‘son’.

A life size porcelain doll that looked exactly like the boy you had been friends with. They even called him Brahms.

You just felt sympathy for them. You couldn’t imagine what it was like to lose a child, so who were you to judge how they tried to heal?

You got the job and they left for their vacation.

As soon as Brahms saw you walk into the house, looking around with a smile and a sense of familiarity, he knew it was you. He recognised you almost instantly.

He had missed you so much.

Since you cared for the Heelshire family so much, you decided to follow the rules they had given you, treating the doll like a real child.

And that made him smile.

He couldn’t help but wonder how you would react to finding out that he was alive.

Would you accept him? Of course you would, right? You were his best friend after all.

But he let you settle into living at the house. Just watching you.

Watching you explore and get used to it again. He watched how you went to his room with a sad smile, noting how it looked the exact same as you remembered.

At some point you had sighed and whispered to the doll that you had missed him and that you were sorry about what happened. Brahms heard every word and his heart ached.

You had missed him too?!

When the doll started moving around and creepy things started to happen around the house, you came to the conclusion that a little ghost Brahms was haunting the doll.

Maybe that was why the Heelshires kept the doll and bothered paying for a nanny?..

But that led to you talking to him more, feeling more like somebody was actually listening.

Brahms loved that you weren’t scared, that you just missed him too.

It wasn’t too long after that, Brahms decided to reveal himself. He just had to know how you would react.

He knew that there was no way of doing it without scaring you at least a little but he would try his best.

Still, you dropped what you were holding (thankfully it wasn’t the doll) when you saw the tall man standing in the room.

Your first instinct was to panic, thinking it was an intruder or someone here to cause you some sort of harm.

“Y/n...” he said your name. You were still in shock but you slowly came to your senses, examining the mask that the man wore.

“...Brahms?” you asked, eyes still wide in shock and fear.

You recognised him? You recognised him!!

He nodded, not sure whether he should approach you or not.

“Brahms...I thought...what?” you were confused and he couldn’t blame you for that.

He wanted to explain everything to you and he promised himself that he would. 

But before he could answer you, you had rushed over to him and wrapped your arms around his waist.

Brahms was more than surprised, expecting you to be more hesitant around. After all you only just found out that he was actually alive and you hadn’t seen him since you were both kids.

He wrapped his arms around you, holding you against his chest and burying his masked face into your hair.

He missed you so much. Even if you were just kids, you were all he had and now he had you back and you were accepting him with affection.

Ever since he saw you again, he wanted to see you, to talk to you, to hold you. And now he was.

He never blamed you for leaving, you were a child, it wasn’t your fault.

Thomas Hewitt

You went to school with Thomas and it was easy to see that you were the only friend he had.

Kids can be cruel, especially when they see someone as an easy target. Thomas was a quiet, insecure kid and they picked on him for that. His scars were the main thing they bullied him about.

You couldn’t remember how many times he cried to you, until he eventually stopped crying. Then he would just deal with it, keep his head down and take it. You knew it still bothered him, so you still comforted him, he didn’t even need to ask you to do so.

Beside his family, you were the only person he had. 

You knew each other into your teen years and he adored you. He loved you, whether those feelings were platonic or not.

Luda May loved as well, since you spent most of your time at the Hewitt residence visiting Tommy. She was glad that he had a friend.

But when everyone started leaving town, your family thought it was time to move as well. You can remember running to the Hewitt residence the night before you left to say goodbye to Tommy, you had both cried before you had to leave him.

A few years passed. You became an adult and moved away from your parents. You had heard them talking though, about how there Hewitts apparently never left town, about how they insisted on staying. Everyone thought they were crazy for it and while you loved the family you couldn’t help but agree. There was nothing in town for them anymore, how where they even getting by?

But you decided to pay them a visit. You still thought about Thomas and the family a lot, so you wanted to check in on them. Now that you weren’t living with your family.

You walked up to the familiar house and knocked on the door. Luda May was the one who opened it and she instantly recognised you, smiling brightly and inviting you inside for a cup of tea.

The two of you sat in the kitchen, catching up, until she came to her senses and pointed out that you were probably here for Tommy. So, she called him down.

When he stepped into the kitchen, he just stared at you. He couldn’t believe you were hear after all that time passed. He thought for sure you would have moved far away and forgotten about him.

He had always been taller than most people but now that he was an adult he was even taller, and broader, but you still recognised him as Tommy.

Luda May smiled at you both and told you that she would give you some privacy before leaving the kitchen.

“Hey, Tommy” you greeted him with the kind smile that he still remembered, even after all this time. “I heard your family never left town, so...I came to see you” you explained your presence.

Once he was sure that this really was you and that you were still looking at him the same way you used too, Thomas crossed the kitchen and pulled you into a hug. You smiled into his chest and you returned the embrace.

“I missed you too, Tommy” you confessed.

You couldn’t imagine the people who remained in the town after you left became any kinder, you couldn’t imagine how Tommy felt. Dealing with their ridicule and not having his one friend to turn too.

But you were here now and that’s all that mattered, you are here for as long as he needed you to be.

Michael Myers 

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Jason Voorhees

You had been Jason’s only friend at camp, sweet, kind, and caring. You would defend him against the bullies, wipe his tears when he cried, and hugged him to comfort him. You had even met Mrs Voorhees once and she loved you, you were the only person who was sincerely kind to her son.

But then the ‘accident’ happened and you never saw Jason, your best friend, again. The camp closed down so you never returned, not until years later.

You were an adult now, flipping through an old photo album, smiling at an image of you and Jason as children. You had never forgotten about the boy, how could you? 

And of course you had heard the rumours of him having come back to haunt the camp, and it pissed you off that people would use your best friend’s death as a scary story.

It was then that you decided to take a trip up to the camp. Parking your car and walking into the old abandoned camp, memories of your summers here coming flooding back.

Jason had heard the car and expected a group of teenagers that he would have to deal with, but instead he saw one person with flowers in their hand.

You walked along the dock that the accident happened on and sighed, placing the flowers down at the end. There was no memorial for him but you thought the poor boy deserved some flowers.

Jason watched from the safety of the trees, watching you place down the flowers and pay your respect to...him. When you turned around he got a better look at your face. It took him a minute but he could finally place your face, how could he forget you? You were older now but he could recognise your face.

You had decided to explore the old camp, thinking back with a sad nostalgia. Jason watched you the whole time, no intention of hurting you, you had been the only one who cared for him. He was more considering whether he should approach you or not. He decided against it, not wanting to scare you.

Eventually you left, saddening Jason, but your visits became a regular thing. You’d bring flowers to put at the end of the dock for Jason, even though you noticed that the last bouquet you left was gone by your next visit.

This time, you had sat down at the end of the dock, looking out into the water, and you spoke. You apologised for not having been there, for not being able to help him all those years ago, told the still water that you missed him.

He had missed you too and maybe that’s why Jason found himself walking towards you, standing still at the start of the dock, waiting for you to turn and notice him. 

Finally, you did, gasping at the sight of his large masked figure. You panicked at first before piecing the rumours together, could this really be Jason or where you letting stories get to your head.

“J-Jason?” you took your chances and he nodded, confirming your theory. “You’re...I...but, how?” he didn’t respond, of course, he just stood still and tense. “The rumours...the stories...they’re all true, aren’t they?” he hesitates but nods. That’s when your gaze fully focuses on the machete in his hand. All the stories were true...

Noticing your focus on his weapon, he dropped it to the floor. He wanted to show that he wasn’t going to hurt you, he remembered you.

Jason was alive...kind of? Well, he was standing in front of you and you could only feel happy about it.

He completely froze when you ran up to him and threw your arms around him, telling him that you missed him and that you were glad he was alright. He expected you to be afraid but all you could focus on was your childhood friend being right in front of you, and having been alone all this time. 

He cautiously wrapped his arms around your body and relaxed. You were exactly how he remembered you. Still sweet, kind, and caring. Now that you knew he was here, your visits were about to becoming much more regular.

Brahms Heelshire 

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Bo Sinclair

You had lived in the little town of Ambrose and been about the same age as Bo. It wasn’t a large town so there weren’t many kids your age, you thought Bo was lucky to have a twin, until you realised just how different they were.

Bo was a difficult child, no doubt about it, he clearly had a lot of trouble controlling his anger, but you never let it bother you. You always pushed past it, showed him that he couldn’t push you around, and eventually befriended him, even if he wouldn’t admit you were friends.

He left the house more than his twin brother, in fact he seemed to prefer being away from the house. So he ended up spending a lot of time with you.

You eventually found out why he liked being away from his house, learning how his parents treated him when you accidently saw the scars that wrapped around his wrists. He told you everything then, with a brave face, he didn’t let one tear fall even though you partly wished he did.

He was an angry and angsty kid, but it never bothered you. You’d still smile and laugh. He was a bad influence, having you sneak out at night to meet him. But you were the light at the end of a shitty day for Bo.

Then he left town, him and his brothers just left one day and you didn’t see them again. It broke your heart, even if Bo was difficult he was your best friend and now he was gone.

Eventually you moved away from the little town, hoping for something bigger and better, but something just kept tugging at the back of your mind. You felt like you had left something there.

Years passed but eventually you decided to head back, just for a trip, nostalgia and all that, and to hopefully get rid of that nagging feeling.

You were so close to the little town when your car broke down. Luckily, a man had been driving by and offered you a lift. He asked if he knew you, recognising your face, but you told him that you didn’t think so. You didn’t recognise him. But you told him that you grew up in the town and where just visiting, that’s when he knew he had to mention that to Bo.

He took you into town and dropped you off at the garage before leaving. When you headed inside, nobody was there.

When Bo heard about the new visitor being somebody who grew up in Ambrose from Lester, he didn’t think too much about it. It was strange, sure, but in the end it didn’t really matter.

It didn’t matter until he wandered down to the garage and saw you, nearly instantly recognising you. He hated that he remembered you, that you had enough of an impact on him to be worth remembering him. Something told him that you might remember him as well, and you definitely would when he gave you his name. He probably caused enough trouble as a kid to be worth remembering. 

“Well, what brings you back to Ambrose?” Bo asked, his voice making you turn around, a little startled.

“I...Bo?” recognition of the man in front of you interrupted your explanation.  

“Thought you actually got out of this place” he seemed unfazed by you being here but you knew him better than that. He always acted less bothered than he was, unless he was angry, then it was the complete opposite. 

“I did...kind of. I left but something just had me coming back” you shrugged. 

“Miss me that much?” Bo asked with a smirk. It was good to see that his arrogance didn’t disappear during his time out of town. 

“In your dreams” you joked, too happy to see him to even try to keep your smile off of your face. “When did you even get back to Ambrose?” you asked. 

“A while ago. I mean, it’s ‘home’, right?” he scoffed a little. He had never been a huge fan of the little town. 

“How are your brothers? Are they here too?” you asked.

“Sure. Vincent is up at the house. Lester drove you here” Bo nodded. 

“Oh God, that was Lester? I didn’t even recognise him!” your eyes widened. 

“‘course you didn’t, he was a kid when we left” Bo chuckled, shaking his head at you. 

“Why didn’t you let me know you were back in town?” you asked. You didn’t think he would ever come back to the little town, you thought he’d want to get away from it. 

“You weren’t that important” he shrugged. 

“Oh please, you recognised me as soon as you walked in here. You missed me too” you scoffed, reminding him that you knew him better than that.

“...welcome home, Y/n” a genuine smile grew on Bo’s face, making you smile as well.

Of course it wouldn’t be long before you discovered the town’s little secret and then there was no way that they could let you leave...it gave Bo the perfect excuse to keep you around.

But for now, you could just reunite with old friends.

Vincent Sinclair 

You had lived in the little town of Ambrose and been about the same age as Vincent. It wasn’t a large town so there weren’t many kids your age, you thought Vincent was lucky to have a twin, until you realised just how different they were.

Vincent was the quieter twin, the one who was left with severe facial scars that he was incredibly insecure about, Bo was louder, more abrasive and that’s what kept you away from him. 

Any other kids weren’t too kind to Vincent, but you were and that’s when you both grew so close. He adored you for your kindness. 

You’d hang out in the Wax Museum or around the back of it, anywhere private where it could just be the two of you.

You never judged him, you were never cruel. You would comfort him when he was upset, make him laugh and smile. He had even let you see his face from time to time. You never reacted poorly, you always smiled, you even told him he was handsome. He adored you.

But then he had to leave...and he didn’t think he would ever see you again, and neither did you. After that, he became even more quiet and secluded.

Eventually you moved away from the little town, hoping for something bigger and better, but something just kept tugging at the back of your mind. You felt like you had left something there.

Years passed but eventually you decided to head back, just for a trip, nostalgia and all that, and to hopefully get rid of that nagging feeling.

You drove into town, getting an eerie feeling from how quiet and empty it seemed. Maybe a lot of people had moved away...

When you couldn’t find anyone, you headed for the Wax Museum. You and Vincent would hang out there a lot as kids, since his parents owned it and he didn’t like being out in public too much.

You explored the familiar building curiously. It was dusty but not as unkept as it should have been. Somebody had been here. Maybe not everyone had left the town?

Vincent had seen you as soon as you entered the building, and watched you wander around. He noticed how the family pictures made you smile, how you admired the art work, but what he noticed the most was how familiar you looked.

You smiled some more as you picked up one of the pictures, the one of three young brothers. That’s when it hit him. He knew you, he remembered you, and it seemed that you remembered him as well.

You continued to explore before turning to the doorway, gasping at the large figure standing there. 

It didn’t take you long to recognise him. He was a lot taller than the kid you knew and he had let his hair grow even longer, but the mask was a dead give away.

“Vincent?” you asked gently, a smile forming on your face when he nodded. “Uh...do you remember me?” he nodded instantly, making you smile some more.

Vincent appeared to be just as cautious as he was all those years ago, walking further into the room.

You met him half way, giggling to yourself about how tall he had gotten. “Y’know I came here because I missed you? Thought it’d be fun to revisit some old memories but...this is much better” you told him.

His head tilted to the side curiously, like he was asking if you were being honest.

“I mean it, Vinny. I missed you” you assured him, placing a hand on his arm.

Just like that, Vincent wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into an almost desperate embrace. You smiled and instantly returned his hug, needing it just as much as he did.

Vincent never thought he’d see you again, his only friend, but he missed you and was glad to have you back. He still adored you and hoped you would stay, he couldn’t lose you again. He was just terrified of what you would think when you found out the truth about this town.

Lester Sinclair 

You had lived in the little town of Ambrose and been about the same age as Lester. It wasn’t a large town so there weren’t many kids your age, so you and Lester became very close friends.

At home, Lester got the least attention out of his brothers. Bo was a handful and Vincent seemed to by their mother’s favourite child, so they got most of the attention. He didn’t mind that much but he did like that he got all of your attention when it was just the two of you. You made him feel important and you both got along incredibly well.

The two of you would hang out all the time, often getting told off for running around too far in the woods.

And then, the brothers had to leave town, breaking both of your hearts. Neither of you thought you’d see each other again.

Eventually you moved away from the little town, hoping for something bigger and better, but something just kept tugging at the back of your mind. You felt like you had left something there.

Years passed but eventually you decided to head back, just for a trip, nostalgia and all that, and to hopefully get rid of that nagging feeling. 

You were so close to the little town when your car broke down. Luckily, it wasn’t a long before a truck appeared driving up the road, pulling over when the driver saw you struggling with your car.

Something about the man seemed familiar when he hopped out of his truck but you couldn’t place it.

“Need some help?” the man asked with a smile. He was dirty and something about him seemed a little odd but he didn’t make you uncomfortable and he seemed friendly enough. 

“Uh...yeah, if you don’t mind. It just stopped and I don’t know that much about cars” you sighed, glaring the car down as if it personally wronged you. 

“I can take you into town, to the garage” he offered. 

“That would be great” you accepted the offer with small smile. 

“What brings you out here anyway?” he asked as you grabbed a bag from your car, slamming the door shut.  

“I was actually heading into Ambrose. I grew up here. Something just pulled be back, I guess” you told him as you walked towards the truck. 

“...Y/n?” the man asked your name, surprise evident in his voice. 

You turned back to the man, wondering how he knew your name, but then it hit you. “...Lester?” you asked, putting a bright smile on his face as he nodded. “Oh my God, I thought you left town!” you threw your bag into the truck and quickly ran over to him, wrapping your arms around his neck and hugging him.

Lester instantly returned your hug, holding you close. He had missed you so much. 

“We came back a while ago. Saw you moved away” Lester explained as you pulled away from the embrace, your hands resting on his shoulders and his on your waist.

“We? Your brothers?” you asked, eyes widening slightly.

“Yeah, they’re in town. Bo runs the garage actually” he told you. “Are you staying for a while?” he asked, seriously hoping you’d say yes.

“I was planning on staying a few days but now I have to stay longer” you smiled brightly. You didn’t plan on leaving him again so soon.

“C’mon, I’ll take you to the house and get Bo to look at your car” Lester offered before releasing you and heading around the truck to climb inside.

“Hey, Lester?” you stopped him by grabbing his arm, making him turn back to you. “I missed you” you told him.

“I missed you too” Lester smiled at you, glad to hear he wasn’t the only one.

It doesn't happen a lot, but somedays this man just needs you to reassure him that everything will be alright. He may be percieved as the Boogeyman, but he does have some emotions, even if it's very rare that he ever expresses them.

When he's in a mood where he needs you, you often have to address it.

He's typically fairly reserved, hiding away in your shared room or the spare room of the house. Hoping that you'll come and find him, pull him in for a hug and hold him close. Even if he hardly reacts to the embrace, he appreciates them more than you know.

He gets upset with you if you don't come find him, but that's rare. Especially since normally when he is in the house with you, he's near you. Whether it be siting next to you on the couch, laying in the bed with you, sitting at the table while you cook. He's always got to be near you, to know that you're alright and nothings happened to you.

Another indicator if the two of you are deep in the relationship is he has his mask on in the house. Those are normally days/nights where he's feeling like the moster he knows he is.

He likes it when you pull him into bed. Whether it be to hold him and play with his hair when he clings to you, or you showing him how much you appreciate him.

Nights like these are nights he might let you take the lead in sex. Whether it be riding him or giving him head without him fucking your face. It's still rare, though.

More often than not, if you take the lead that night he's taking it right back. He's gonna be fucking you, reminding you who's in control, just he's a lot softer with it than his normal fucking. It's more so his version of making love with you, doesn't mean you still won't be able to walk in the morning.

He also loves it if you cover him in kisses. Especially his chest and neck. He often likes to keep his mask on in these moods, and it takes him a bit of convincing before he lets you pull it off. He enjoys sloppy kisses once you convince him to take it off though. Along with butterfly kisses all over his face.

Movie nights are grand. Especially comedy, horror, or horror-comedy. He enjoys horror especially if you're the type to make fun of the victims if they pull something dumb around the killer. He lets out short chuckles whenever you mock them. It's a very domestic feel for him when the both of you watch movies together, and he really finds a lot of comfort in it.

If you smoke, he might even join you in on a smoke sesh, some nights it calms him. Only if you're okay with him not letting you go once the weed kicks in. Mans gonna have his face burried in your stomach or chest and either fall asleep or fuck you silly.

A nice bath or shower with you is also nice, though it often leads to you guys dirty again and water everywhere, and he refuses to let you clean it until he's done with you.

• Billy Lenz

Having such rare moments of the sorority house being fully empty (it’s rare, but it happens!), paired with Billy’s restlessness, you’re bound to find yourself tangled up in his arms somewhere in the mix. Billy doesn’t always have much company to look forward to, other than Claude who climbs into the attic from time to time, filling the empty feeling momentarily as he waits for you. He’ll take full advantage of these days, (despite you dragging him into the bathroom and shower) with him lounging about on the couch in the living room and raiding the pantry off its snacks. Billy’s attention flickers onto you afterward, his favourite piggy, who he is extremely eager to wrap his arms around firmly. He’s quick to ramble once he has his hands on you, mumbling his affection and compliments to you in a haphazard manner.

Billy also enjoys spending the time watching you do your everyday routine, a dazed grin prevalent on his face. He’s constantly asking questions about the things you’re doing as well, learning along the way, with him changing up his nicknames a little more.

•  Bubba Sawyer

With all that hard work Bubba puts in to keep you and his family safe, the youngest would get rewarded by the season as it provides him with free weeks on end. A rare period of time with little to no trespassers intruding on their home? He’d get an even rarer opportunity to spend more time with you? Oh, Bubba’s excited at that notion. In fact, it’s causing him to be extra talkative, taking this time at an attempt to praise every inch of you—even going as far to pepper multiple kisses on said part of your body. Please do the same for him as well! He’ll blush furiously and be bashful for the entire day. Sheepishly, Bubba will try to imitate your actions, though it would be quite over the top and very much outside his comfort zone. Especially with the embarrassed squeaks he’d make—while endearing to you—attracting the rambunctious Chop-Top and Nubbins to your location, before they begin chattering off loud enough for the eldest of the Sawyer brothers to hear. Lord, have mercy.

Bubba would use the free time making more of his masks, having saved a few of the victims’ heads in the freezer for later use. He’d appreciate the extra company with you seated on the floor with him—Bubba working on the newest mask he got, and you working on your own projects.

• Ghostface 

  • Billy Loomis 

Billy’s whole shtick with his ‘tough guy’ attitude unfortunately does not go away completely, even when he is with you. This time around, however? It’s Billy against himself. One way you can intercept a genuine glint of himself is through multiple movie nights—horror movies, to be specific. That’s where you’ll find it easier to hold onto him in which Billy would respond by returning the affection, hugging you close to his chest. He’d say it was because of your apparent ‘fear’, that he decided to step in and ‘protect’ you. Play along with it at least, he’s trying to soften himself up for you. This does not mean you should completely stop yourself from doting on him, but don’t let it lead up to the point where you fuss about him every second. Doing so brings up on the parenting complications he has, which would irritate him.

Billy’s favourite way of spending long, boring days is through those cheesy, romantic couple dates. Perhaps it’s jarring to see, but he’s taking some of the inspiration from a few romance movies to get a few ideas about what to do.

  • Stu Macher

He smothers you in affection, being the more physically involved person in comparison to his partner in crime. On slow days where Stu has no target in mind to stalk and scare, he’s big on spending his nights (or even days) with you. Stu would wrap his arms around you tightly, his grip clinging onto your figure in a way—as if he were afraid of losing you. Contrary to what one might believe, Stu honestly prefers to be the one providing affection rather than be on the receiving end of it. Stu is very sure of his own desires and he is extremely upfront about it, leaving no room for confusion. Quoting him word for word, you’re dating the real him now, there is no real reason for him to beat around the bush if it’s something that he really wants, you know.

Stu enjoys sleeping during these days, his eyes already half lidded as he settles in your bedroom. Once he has a taste of cuddling whilst he’s asleep, removing him would be similar in attempting to remove your own skin.

• Jason Voorhees

Jason’s slower days are dependent on the season and weather conditions—Oh, bless Mother Nature whenever they do occur. It means that Jason could enjoy his time with you for much longer and show his affection for you in a much more direct manner. Huddled snuggling  is the furthest extent that Jason would go on his own, but he’s not against any affection you choose on doing. If you plan to leave kisses on his face, masked or not, just be ready for him to sweep you off your feet with a bear crushing hug paired with him gently nuzzling the crook of your neck. His eyes would be half lidded, bringing you back to the cabin for additional attention. Despite it being a slow day as mentioned, Jason’s not taking any chances. His affections are for your eyes only, and he’d be livid if someone dared soil the special feeling he’s having with their presence in his home.

Jason takes his free time and uses it productively, especially using it to renovate and improve the cabin he lives in (alongside the rat cave that he’s kept hidden). Hard working Jason would be busy as he does so, hammering in a few nails to stabilise the pillars of the cabin.

• Michael Myers 

  • '78/OG

Despite the days being considered as slow, OG prefers to be out and about, tracking mud and dirt onto the front porch in the process. He would rather not stay confined within the walls of your shared home, lest you would like to see a restless boogeyman with an equally frustrated burst of bloodlust overtaking him in the meantime. Chances are that OG would be extra cruel to the victims after a somewhat longer period of staying still in one place. It’s much better for you to close one eye and let him leave whenever, it’ll be best for you and the town of Haddonfield. Despite his constant moving about, one thing that is ensured is that he continues on watching you whenever he is done after a round of killing in town. It assures him in a way that you are safe. His mask obstructs his facial expressions, though you’ll be able to tell what he’s trying to get through his body language—with trial and error, of course.

OG does try to provide affection during these days, making use of his constant visits into the homes of the other neighbours to find a gift to make up for his lack of presence in the home. OG would also sometimes take a risk and awkwardly pet your head when he’s returned home.

  • RZ

Unlike his original counterpart, RZ embraces these quieter and freer days even more. He chooses to stay within the house, the man content with lazing around with you, seeming eager to soak in the affection that you shower him in almost entirely. RZ is big on cuddling, despite his stiff body language saying otherwise. He attempts to jump out of his comfort zone, sneaking his fingers into your hair as he combs through it gently during your many nap times. Please do not act surprised, as he often assumes that the expression other than you smiling at him meant that he had hurt you in some way. His blank gaze settles on you from time to time as well, even if he were sitting on the couch and you had been in the kitchen. Stares from him often linger for much longer, and if you happened to be lucky, you’ll see his blue eyes soften a smidgen.

RZ is taking his free time by making his masks, though now there appears to be two—with one seemingly made for you. It is a sight, seeing RZ at the dining table with his figure hunched over, his nimble fingers gently smoothing over the paper mache to form it into the right shape.

•  Thomas Hewitt

Free days? Ones especially for him? Thomas is not at all greedy, but he’s taking every chance he’d get to milk the opportunity to do so whenever it arises. These slow days don’t come often, and it seems every time he thought about it on a busy  day, it always led him to be tasked with a couple more chores as ordered and demanded by Hoyt. That day in particular led to your sweet lover returning to your bedroom exhausted and tired, falling asleep as soon as he laid on the mattress with you hugged close to his chest. Despite that, Thomas is quick to start the slow day off with sleeping in a couple more hours, though he’s always waking up earlier to fondly stare at you sleeping, his gaze adoring every bit of you before he gently wakes you with shyly enacted morning kisses. You are luckier on some days, giving you the perfect opportunity to wake your sleeping giant up with kisses as well.

Thomas is taking this chance on sleeping the hours he had lost, though he’s content with sitting at the couch and having you in his lap. Thomas has a knack for blocking out noise when it doesn’t concern him, so you can be assured that he would not move anytime soon.