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Janaina Medeiros
Xuebing Du
trying on a metaphor
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

if i look back, i am lost
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Sade Olutola

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Stranger Things
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occasionally subtle
we're not kids anymore.
Acquired Stardust
Cosmic Funnies

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Thomas Hewitt’s Reaction to Physical Contact
Quick Note: To the lovely Nonnie who asked if this blog was dead, I promise it’s not. *Sobs at getting called out for my sloth-paced posting*
● Lots of Flinching. The first time you touch him, prepare to be startled. This man is not used to positive physical contact. While no one’s hit him in a long time–his size is a rather effective deterrent–being touch-starved is enough to make him jumpy.
*Gets startled by him getting startled…thus startling him…* It’s going to be a bumpy ride, Y/N. Just hang in there and he’ll settle down.
● Suspicion. This poor man would truly struggle with the concept of you wanting him. Frozen under your touch, his mind would swirl. Why were you touching him? And why were you being so gentle? Searching your expression, he’d remain perfectly still. Surely, you wanted something…but what?
● He’d Give in to His Enjoyment. Nevermind. He doesn’t care why you’re doing it–he doesn’t even care if you end up hurting him. For a few brief moments, he had the chance to pretend that you truly cared for him. It’s more than he’d ever hope to ask for.
● Angsty Longing. Believe it or not, Thomas isn’t going to just jump into mutual contact. After all, what if he moved too fast? What if he scared you away? (What if you thought he was like Hoyt?) In fact, the more he wants you, the more likely he is to avoid you again.
Note: Thankfully, you’d know him enough by know to understand that he’s just shy.
● Eventual Reciprocation. Because eventually, he’s going to give in–and when he does? Oh, just you wait, Y/N! Shaking like a newborn deer, he’d slowly lift his hand to cup your elbow. You weren’t jerking away! Heart pounding, he’d move up your arm and over your shoulder until he could cup your cheek.
Note: Imagine his euphoria when you lean into his palm, savoring the way he stroked your skin with his thumb. Though he wouldn’t, he’d be sorely tempted to kiss you. *Cue the awkward boner*
● Turning Up the Heat. Oh, Y/N… You remember that slow burn between you and Thomas? Prepare for it to get pretty intense. *Luda Mae maniacally cranks up the dial* Once you’ve established physical contact, Thomas is going to be touching you all the time. In the kitchen? *Brushes a hand over your back.* Working outside? Well, clearly, he should help you with the lifting! *Comes over to stand agonizingly close behind you* All you have to do is lean back, Y/N, and you’ll be pressed against him…
“DOOOO IIIT!!!!” - your [thirsty] inner self
Thoughts that keep me up at 3 am: Thomas Hewitt is…. a very big boi.
Take it. I need to… sleemp. (∪。∪)。。。zzZ
I feel like Bubba would just cut random things with his chainsaw to empress his S/O as a way to show how strong he is.
Cuts a whole big ass oak tree down and watches it fall and does his little wiggles when you seem amazed at it timbering over
LoOK whAT YOur BROTHer diD to that TReE
Hcs for Michael with a small and cutesy s/o that's into metal and dark stuff Like they wear their wair in space buns and use cute pastel clothes but they enjoy stuff like metal and horror
Michael Myers x softhardcore!Reader Headcanons:
Michael is confused by your aesthetic
you’re baby??? yet??? you’re tough???
dubs you as “is a cinnamon roll and is a cinnamon roll but with black sprinkles on top of it”
sometimes feels like he’s getting whiplash when you’re sitting there cutely
hair is space buns, sipping tea, high socks, reading a book about the dark arts-
wait- what??
he gets use to it tho
bc he low key likes it
it helps with him being a murderer and all
he knows that part doesn’t affect you at all since you’re also dark in nature
he thinks it’s cute when you grab his knife
but does ask for it back-

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Hey could I get a little head canon or something for Michael, Jason and Bubba with a S/O that came from a kind of abusive home? Like the slasher is upset about something and is angrily doing something while their S/O tries to calm them down but they run a little to aggressively towards them and kind of knocks them down making them scared for a bit and starts apologizing for nothing, since they think it’s their fault they are mad? (((Is that too long??? I don’t know...))))
[Long post]
Michael
Michael had a shitty fucking night. One of his victims hadescaped and now he would have to lay low and that means he wouldn’t be able tobe around you for a while as it was too dangerous.
The door opened and closed with a slam startling you as Michaelwas normally as silent as a ghost. So seeing him acting so out of character wasnot helping you.
Afraid to get in his way you stayed in the living roomminding your own business as you flipped through the pages of your book.
Peering over the top of the pages you watched as Michael sulkedinto the kitchen disappearing into the dark before returning, one of the kitchenknives in his hand, inspecting it closely before he turned to look at you.
He took two powerful strides towards you and your heart seemedto explode with an unforeseen amount of adrenaline. Memories repressed from yearspast rushed forward and you were hyperventilating as you threw your book asidepanicking.
Seeing Michael stepping closer to you, his head tilted inconfusion at your intense reaction.
You stumbled to your feet feeling some where between cryingand throwing up as you bolted past him and out the door just needing to getaway feeling like you had no other choice but to run as fast and far as yourlegs would carry you.
You only lived a few blocks away though a normally fifteen-minutewalk was down in five as your sprinted home your calves burning as you dashedup the steps to your porch and ripped the spare key from its hiding placebefore barricading yourself in your home struggling to calm yourself.
It had been an hour or so since your relapse at Michaelshouse and you had taken a long shower to calm yourself rubbing at your templesas you tried to work through your thoughts and emotions.
You had no idea what had wrought out such a strong reactionfrom you but now you were exhausted and wanting nothing more than to sleep andforget it ever happened.
Though you weren’t done with the day just yet as you watchedyour bedroom door slowly push open to reveal the same man you had just ran from.
His hands were free of any weapons as he slowly and cautiouslystepped towards you, unsure if you were asleep or not.
You didn’t stir as you let him slip into bed next to you hishand running up your side as he checked for any marks or scraps from a possibleinjury.
His arms wrapped around you pulling you close as you felthim press into your back. He wouldn’t ask you what had happened not now anyways.
He had seen that same look in the eyes of patients beforeand knew you needed time before you would be okay to talk about it.
Until then he would just have to be patient and give you allthe care he could muster [however hard that may be]
Jason
You had been out on a walk and had gotten a bit turned around.What made things worse was that you had forgot to tell Jason you were going outas he had been asleep still so you didn’t want to bother him especially sincehe had only gone to bed a few hours earlier.
You had been over confident in your ability to tell the wayback and now you feared you were only walking farther from the house thancloser.
You were already feeling panicked so when Jason suddenly burstinto view looking at you like he did his victims your head started to spin.
You stumbled back away from him as he approached your heartskipping along in your chest at an irregular pace at the sight of him gainingon you, his normal bright blue eyes a blackness void of any emotion.
You felt your vision fade as you fainted toppling backwardsand landing with a thump into a bush, the tough branches starching at your armsand face.
Jason’s frustration quickly turned as he rushed to your sidecarefully picking you up and brushing you off as he carried you home worryfilling him. He had never seen you act that way before something must be verywrong with you.
When you finally came to you were in bed covered up by waytoo many blankets. Tossing aside the covers you sat up to see your arms hadbeen crudely patched up with varying sized bandaids.
Jason could be heard in the other room doing something in thekitchen having yet to realize you were awake.
You were nervous to face him as doubt filled your mind. Whatif he was still mad at you? What if he wasn’t going to want you around anymore?Would he ever ask you to leave? What if he killed you…
The last thought had tears welling in yours eyes as yourthoughts went on of their own accord your heart taking a beating from the ideaof him just turning on you and everything you had went through had been a lie.
You choked down a sob a bit too loudly as Jason was suddenlyat your side rubbing your shoulders as he pulled you into a hug, squeezing youtightly against him.
He didn’t know why you were so upset lately but he would be patientfor you to explain. He wasn’t going any where and he sure as hell wasn’t gonnalet you out of his sight ever again.
You just let out your emotions then and there to him happy thathe was such a great listener responding in tight hugs and nods.
Once you had gotten it out of your system, Jason would offersomething to eat and maybe a shower as you were still recovering from your fallin the woods. You two would spend the next few days just together as you calmedand relaxed from the stress you had gone through.
Bubba
You had recently gotten engaged to Bubba so spirits were highin the sawyer house hold, or at least they had been.
You had come back late that night after going into town forsome errands to find the house in disarray. Lamps broken on the floor, the doorhanging loosely on its hinges.
Stepping inside you call out worriedly for Bubba.
Your breath hitched in your throat as the sudden roar of hischainsaw had you reeling.
You hadn’t noticed the victim rushing past you to the door,your mind only registered Bubba charging at you with a roaring chainsaw swingingit madly as he cried out in frustration.
Your body tensed, joints locking as you were suddenly on theground struggling to breath as you felt your mind whirling with memories youhad long since forgotten suddenly returning to you.
A man all too familiar chasing you with various weapons as youcry. The tears from your memories now roll down your cheeks in the present. Yourfiancé, bloody and worried, at your side as his hands hover you unsure what todo with you in this state.
He was so sorry for scaring you like this he didn’t realizeyou were having a panic attack until you stopped breathing your eyes lookingaround wildly as you relived your past experiences.
Bubba would pull you into his arms tucking your head underhis chin as he rocks you back and forth struggling to bring you back to him.
When you finally come to Bubba carries you upstairs for a bathhaving seen how they calmed you down before.
Feeling his large hands rubbing your back and shoulderhelped to relax you and your stiff muscles.
You eventually lean back into Bubba letting him wrap hisarms around you as he babbles the soft aroma of the soap bringing you to tellbubba what happened. He gave you quiet mummers of encouragement as you spoke holdingyou close.
His kindness was not lost on you as you sank into the warmwater feeling it take the edge away from your sore joints and back.
[If you guys like longer posts like vs the bullet point style ones lemme know and Ill do it more often]
The struggle is so real....
Saw this costume, and I had to do my spin on it
Maskless young Mikey slaying
Bubba: Extra caring
Thomas: Caring
Michael: Not so much

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First post here is a painting I did, on a canvas bag!
It was so much fun and I'm really proud of this.
(Tho few spots I messed up but things happens)