Michael Myers -> NO REGRET
He didn't regret anything he did. Someone had entered his house. It was early in the morning and he was already up, looking for his shoes. He heard the door open and silently listened for footsteps. He heard them approaching the living room and he hid, waiting. He saw a man with a gun, stumbling and looking drowsy. He was probably drunk. Michael didn't think much of it, he knew he couldn't die. But then he heard footsteps from upstairs, your footsteps from upstairs. Before Michael could process this, the man with the gun was already booking it to the noise. Michael knew you could die though. And this panicked him. He followed the man quickly. Upon entering your shared bedroom he saw you hovered in the corner while the man pointed the gun at you. You were shaking and crying.
"Where the fuck is that mask wearing freak!?"
"I already said I don't know!" You pleaded. You saw Michael standing behind him and kept quiet. You were hoping Michael would just walk away. You knew he could take it and survive, but you didn't know what could happen right now. The man was drunk and could easily just pull the trigger on you.
"You lying bitch!" The man yelled. You flinched and tried to squish farther into the corner of the room. Michael wasn't going to just walk away. He was angry. Really. Angry. He walked up to the guy and grabbed the man's head. The man was unsteady and shot the gun, out of instinct perhaps. But it almost hit you, being inches from your face. Michael picked the man up from his head, causing the man to drop his gun from pain. You heard the mans head start cracking. He screamed in pain and suddenly his head was flattened between Michael's hands. You just watch in horror. You knew what Michael was, what he could do, but you had never saw it in person before. On the news sure, but they never went into too much detail. You felt yourself get sick at the sight and started hyperventilating. It was disgusting and gruesome and you couldn't handle it. Michael dropped the fellow and walked towards you. He saw you flinch back and he stopped dead in his tracks. He knew you would be sickened, but scared of him? He would of never guessed that. He stood there contemplating on what to do for about 10 minutes. Enough time for you to calm down. You just got up and rushed in to Michaels arms. He embraced you and held you close to his chest. He acted out of anger on the man, he scared you, but he would never regret it. Ever.
Jason Voorhees -> SAFE AND SOUND
Jason was the type of man to let you go out and have fun, but still be there to make sure you were safe. Even if you didn't know he was there. You wanted to go out and walk along the lake, alone, just to get some air. He respected that, he knew everyone needed alone time. But he would still watch over you and make sure you were safe. At one point you stopped and just sat on the bank. You were watching the fish and talking to them about random things. Jason just observed from a distance, admiring his beautiful girlfriend. He heard rustling in the bushes and went to check it out to make sure you were safe. He came into a opening and saw a group of cubs sleeping.
Everything happened so fast.
He heard your screams and then nothing. He ran to you. Hoping you were alright. His mother was trying to reassure him that you were okay but it wasn't working. When he burst out of the tree line he saw a bear at the waters edge. It was sniffing the water and looking for, supposedly, you. Jason angrily walked to the bear and grabbed it by its back fur before pulling it back. It was thrown on to its back and Jason took the opportunity to swing his machete into its stomach. Once, twice, three times, too many times to count. The bears guts were on display and the only thing identifiable was its head. Her head. Those cubs must of been hers, mother bears are protective of their cubs so it would make since for her to think you were a danger to her babies. Jason didn't care, nobody/nothing touches what is his and gets away with it. Suddenly he heard a gasp behind him and he turned around to see a soaking wet y/n. Your clothes were soaked and you were panting. You looked at the scene in disgust and shock. You would of never guessed Jason would do something so gruesome to an animal around y'all's home. He dropped his machete and rushed to you, pulling you to his chest. He didn't care that you were wet, he had you safe in his arms and that's all that mattered. The bear hadn't even touched you. She roared at you and scared you, causing you to fall back into the lake. You stayed under the surface, hoping she would go away. Jason didn't care about any of this information though, you were safe, a little scared, but safe.
Charles Lee Ray -> SNAPPED
It was normal for him to go out killing when he got angry. Not particularly angry at you, just in general. Surprisingly you guys don't fight as much as people would expect. Yes he is a stubborn shit, cocky at that, but you guys don't fight because of this. Ever since he met you he knew he wanted to try and do better by you, so even if he was pissed off, he would stand there and let you get through with what you were saying, calmly replying and thinking about his words wisely. Anyway, he was currently walking with you through the city. Just holding hands while talking and reminiscing. You were having a very nice time. Then you both were pulled into an alleyway. You were separated and Charles didn't take it well. The feeling of your hand slipping out of his at a time like this was not good. He was pushed into a wall and couldn't turn around to see where you were. He felt a barrel to the back of his head and a breathe next to his ear.
"We're going to take this nice and slow alright?" Charles bit his tongue and nodded. The man let go of Charles but kept a hand on him as he turned him back around. He could see you on your knees while another man held you down with a blade to your neck. He clenched his jaw and looked into the eyes of the man who was holding you. He felt himself growing angry.
"Give me your wallet" The man said. He slowly reached for his back pocket and gave the man his wallet. The man took it from Charles and handed it to the man holding you. The man laughed and pulled out the cash plus a picture of you both from a while ago. It was Charles favorite picture of you both together. You looked so happy that day.
"That's cute..if you keep cooperating like this then we won't have to gut your girl here in front of you" The man said. Your lip quivered and the man holding back Charles laughed. Charles was growing impatient. The man threw the empty wallet to the ground at Charles feet and took the blade from your neck.
"Wasn't so hard.." He said before hitting you with the butt of his knife. It was meant to knock you out, but he missed and only hit your nose. A crack echoed through the alleyway, soon followed by your crys of pain. Charles snapped. He lunged at the man closest to him and stole his gun. Charles shot both men in the chest. Over and over and over. You looked up at him and watched as he unloaded the chamber. After it was empty he threw the gun and fell to the floor to you. He pulled you into him and gently held your head close to his chest. Careful of your injury. You just sat there, shaking and crying. As far as Charles knew, you were only scared because of the men. But they were gone now, nothing will hurt you again.
Ever since he had saved you it had been nothing but peaceful. There was a few instances where he had uncloaked and accidentally scared you. However, you've grown used to things like this. One day you were exploring the base a little better when suddenly you heard voices and shuffling a little ways away. You usually wouldn't just go and check out the suspicious sound but you didn't think it could be people. Seeing as you hadn't seen another human in months. Upon walking up to a small room a little close to your bedroom, you decide to peek inside. You saw a couple of armed soldiers talking with each other. You suddenly slipped and fell into the room. The people aimed their weapons at you and the lead general said to hold their fire. He put away his firearm and started walking towards you. You panicked and tried to leave the room. One of the men shot you in the leg and disabled you from leaving. That man soon had his firearm taken away and was being yelled at for shooting you. You were crying from the pain in your leg and tried scooting out of the room. When one of the soldiers noticed you, you did the first thing that came to mind. You screamed for your boyfriend. You saw the man in front of you explode and another man was lifted into the air before his neck was snapped in half. One after another they were taken down in gruesome ways. You could only watch in disgust as your boyfriend threw a women's head across the room. You could see him breathing heavy and clutching his fists now that he was uncloaked. He seemed to calm down at the sight of you. He rushed to your side while making a bunch of clicking noises. He inspected you and finally ripped the pants leg that was covering your injury. He gently touches it and you hiss in pain. He looks to you for a second and lets you regain yourself. He continues patching you up and picks you up bridal style to your bedroom. He let you rest and watched you sleep until you awoke again. He scared you, he knows that, but he was angry. He couldn't help it, but in the future he'll make sure your eyes are shielded from such a sight as that one.
Pin head and you agreed on working together. You soon got a job as a barista where you would often bring men home so that Pin could do the rest. You never saw what Pin did, but you guessed it was something sinful. One particular night you had brought home a man that was especially touchy. Your job was to get him to the bedroom where Pin would take over and you would just leave. Upon entering the house, you didn't even make it to the bedroom when the man pinned you against the wall and began kissing you. At first you played along, thinking you could still get him there, but soon the man became more rough and touchy. He used one hand to pin both of yours above your head while his free hand roamed your body.
"Wait, don't you think we should get to the bedroom first?"
"I don't mind fucking you senseless against this wall sweetheart"
"Please stop, I changed my mind I don't think we should do this"
"Trying to chicken out on me now? Well I'm not leaving until I'm satisfied" You cringed as he started kissing down your neck. You knew this wouldn't end well but your fear took over you.
"PIN!" You yelled. The man furrowed his eyebrows at you in confusion before he was ripped off of you, flying back into the living room. You look to your left to see a very angry cenobite. Pin walked over to you and held your face in his hands. "Are you alright dear?" You nodded. The man got up and a grabbed a glass vase from a nearby table.
"What in the fuck knuckles is this?" Pin head turned around and proceeded walking towards the man. The man was backed up into a corner as you watched in anticipation. Pin head leaned in close to the man with a sinister grin on his face.
"I am death, and this is your end" Suddenly the man's flesh began melting off while screams of pain echoed throughout the house. You watched in shock and disgust as the man became nothing more than a pile of bones on the floor. Pin head turned back to you and smiled happily to you, happy that you were okay. He was next to you in seconds while you sobbed in his arms. He didn't know it yet, but he had scared you into never leaving him at that moment, scared of the consequences that might follow if you did.
Stu and Billy -> UNRECOGNIZABLE
It's been a while since you had agreed to join their team. You weren't dating yet, but the boys were going to change that soon. Although they were nervous, they both planned to ask you to be their girlfriend today. You three rode to a party together, laughing and planning on who might be a good victim. When you first began working with them you offered to be the bait to lure men and maybe a few women to them. They shot that idea down quickly, they were pretty protective of you. When you entered the party you were immediately met with a close "friend" of yours. He handed you a drink and dragged you away to a nearby couch. The boys saw you get dragged away but couldn't find where you went. After a while of talking with the boy your mind became foggy. You started forgetting some of the conversation you were having with him.
"Hey I'll be right back alright? I need to use the bathroom" He took a sip of his own drink and waved you off.
"Good luck getting there.." You didn't waste any time in exiting the room. You began trying to walk to the bathroom but your legs felt heavy and the hallway started to spin. People were giving you worried looks and mumbling to the people they were with. You were close to the bathroom when you saw Billy trying to charm some girl. You ignored the jealousy you felt and yelled for his attention. Or tried.
"B-billy.." You seemed to whisper. He didn't even glance in your direction.
"Billy!" You said a little louder. He looked around at the sound of his name and noticed you. You were relieved he had seen you, until you were pushed up against a wall. The boy from earlier was in your face and taunting you. "You always act so tough until someone actually does something. Now look at you, pathetic really" You were too out of it to fight back so you continued to silently take in what the boy was saying. The boy seemed to get frustrated and slapped you. You were so weak that you just collapsed. He laughed at you, until a someone pushed him off of you. A warm pair of hands gently grab you up into their arms. You look up to see Stu cradling you and seemingly blocking you from seeing something. You could hear people yelling around you and things being broken, but you didn't know what was happening. You couldn't register what was happening as Stu picked you up bridal style and you got a good look of the scene. Billy was standing over the boy you called a friend, the boy seemed unrecognizable. But maybe it was the fact that your sight was blurry. It made you realize something, something scary, these two boys would do anything for you. It's a dangerous game to play, being in love with two serial killers, but what could go wrong.. right?
Thomas Hewitt -> A SIGHT LIKE THAT
Although you knew what the family was doing was wrong, you continued to stay with them. You were hoping you would never have to see anything that goes on there. Although it was inevitable, and you knew this. One day in the shop an idiot decided to try to rob your small business. You obeyed everything he told you to do, not wanting to risk being shot. The bell to the shop rung and you and the robber both looked to see Thomas standing there, confusion written on his face. You tried to steer him away from, telling him to just walk out.
"Hey baby, this nice man is just asking for directions. Think you could go get the map out of the car?" You said. Thomas was a bit slow, but he wasn't dumb. "Hey! Hell no. He's staying now" The man spat.
"Sir please-" You begged. The man cut you off by shooting the wall next to your head. Ringing echoed from your ears as you stood there clutching your head. Hands grabbed your face and panicked, throwing a fist you struck him in the face. Thomas!
"Oh my Gosh.. I'm so sorry Thomas I didn't know it was you" You quickly put your hands on his face and he just chuckled at you. You turned a shade of red and looked over his shoulder to see what had happened. You saw the man on the floor with his head bashed in, multiple holes scattered throughout his body. You felt sick at the sight. Thomas put his hands on yours and pulled your attention away from the man.
"Don't look at him darling, I'll get him out of here soon and you can come back home with me" You gulped and nodded at him. You weren't scared of him, no, but you definitely needed to get used to a sight like that.
Brahms -> TEN MINUTE TENSION
Brahms had been staying in his room for a while, it worried you. You knew the rules though, and you weren't going to go in the walls. One night you woke up to the heat. You got up and went to the bathroom, washing your face to cool off. You headed to the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water, hoping to help your body even more. You felt a pair of arms wrap around you causing you to jump a little. You dropped the glass in the sink, breaking it.
"Oh shit. Brahms you can't just sneak up on me like that. Look what I did.." You sighed. Kisses were placed on your neck and you realized rather quickly that the person holding you wasn't Brahms. You still hadn't convinced Brahms to take his mask off in front of you.. You turn around and push the man off of you. The man laughs and stops himself from falling by the kitchen table.
"Who the hell are you?" The man cocks his eyebrow at you and walks towards you. "You can call me anything you want sugar" You cringed at the man and quickly grabbed a knife from the cutting block.
"What are you going to do with that? Kill me?" You started crying from fear. Your hand stayed in front of you, shakily holding the knife. The man moves fast and knocks the knife out of your hand. The sudden movement shocks you and you slip backwards onto the tile floor. You hear a loud bang, but it wasn't your fall. You look up to see Brahms repeatedly bashing the mans head against the counter. You push yourself against the wall and squish your body as close as it can get to the wall. The sight was unbearable to you, but for some reason you couldn't pull yourself away from the scene. After Brahms was satisfied with the mans school being squashed in, he let him fall onto the ground. Brahms was about to make his way to you but then the man started spitting and groaning. You cried harder at his attempts to breathe. Brahms grabs the knife from the floor and begins walking back to the man.
"B-brahms please. Brahms please! He's already chocking on his own blood for Gods sake, just leave him alone.." You plead. Brahms looks at you and tilts his head. "He touched you." Brahms glides the back of his fingers down your cheek lovingly.
"I-I know but I'm okay aren't I? I'm not hurt baby, I think you've done enough" You try to reason. He looks at the knife and then back to the man, thoughtful. He grips the knife harder and begins walking to the man again. You try to grab his hand but it's no use. You cry and beg as Brahms straddles the man and plunges the knife into the mans neck. You look away and cover your head with your arms. For the next 10 minutes you hear the knife entering and exiting the man along with the heavy breathing. You knew never to leave him, you feared what would happen if you did.
No one ever came into your home due to rumors spread throughout the town. You didn't mind having no visitors, you were always the antisocial kind. It took you months to get used to BeetleJuice anyway. And even then it was kind of awkward that he always had to carry the conversation because you didn't like talking. He didn't mind it though. You were reading a nice book on the porch when a truck pulled up to the house. You were confused to say the least, but it didn't last long as a bunch of men jumped out of the vehicle. You quickly rushed into the house as you heard men yelling at you to stop or they would kill you. Honestly it just encouraged you to get into the house faster. You shut the door when it was blown open. You went flying but decided to stay on the ground. You looked to see the men walking towards the house, shotguns and a variety of hand guns ready to use. Suddenly Beetljuice was crouching above you, holding your face in his hands.
"Hey, hey love bug? Are you alright darling?" He asked in a panicked tone. You look up to him and nod your head. "Just took a nasty fall huh?-" he tried to laugh it off but you could see he was angry.
"-just stay here alright? I'll get these assholes away from our home" He said. You nodded and he kissed your forehead. He got up and walked outside. Blocking the men from entering. You sat up so you could see what was happening, although what you saw was unexpected. The men were being thrown around like rag dolls and some were being torn into shreds. You gagged and turned your eyes away from the horrific events in front of you. You felt a pair of arms wrap around your shaking frame and you looked up to see Beetljuice. You cuddled close into his chest. You needed comfort, you didn't care from who. He had scared you, yes, but you believed he wouldn't hurt you. Why would he save you just to hurt you in the future?
After learning of what Penny does he locked you up with him, making sure you wouldn't leave him. The day he let you leave he trusted that you would go straight back home. He didn't want you trying to get help from anyone, he wanted you to love him. You were walking back home, looking over your shoulder every 5 minutes. It's not that you were scared of Penny following you, but it was night time and you were walking alone. You passed an alleyway where you heard something that sounded like a kid. You stopped dead in your tracks and shut your eyes tightly. I'm such a fucking idiot. You thought to yourself as you went to investigate. You looked into the alleyway and yelled out to get anyone's attention. The noise got closer but you only stood there, hoping you weren't about to die. Suddenly a cat jumps out from behind a trash can, scaring you to death. You jumped back in surprise and held your hand to your chest. You were trying to catch your breathe when a pair of hands grabbed onto your shoulders. You turned around and stumbled back, away from the person. You fell onto a pile of trash bags and looked up to see Penny. You huffed out in frustration.
"You can't sneak up on someone like that!" You scolded him while getting up. He helped you and laughing at you. You were still a bit creeped out by his laughing but decided to ignore it. "Your lucky I was here" He said. He was smiling but you could sence the seriousness behind his act.
"It was a blonde move to check out the mysterious noise coming from a dark alleyway" You went to speak but immediately closed your mouth. He was right. You crossed your arms and pouted. "I thought it was a kid okay? Leave me alone" You admitted embarrassed. He laughed and put his hands under your elbows.
"Just don't do something like that again. It could of been a hell of a lot worse" He scolds. You huffed and put your forehead on his chest. "Yeah yeah.." He stood there shocked for a moment, out of the entire time he held you captive you never touched him in an affectionate way. He would gladly scare you again if it meant getting this kind of affection from you.
John Kramer -> UNDESERVING
You walked into his office after he left you a sticky note saying to come to him. You placed the lunch you made for him on a close table and waited. After a while you heard his office door open and footsteps enter the room. You turned around and was met with a man that was definitely not your boyfriend. He pointed a gun a you. He looked hysterical..
"Are you behind all of this? Did you put me in that fucking death trap!?" He yelled at you. You shrunk back and started to shake. "I-I don't know what your talking about" You stammered. It wasn't a full lie. You didn't know who he was or what was happening to him, but you did know the rest. He laughed and got closer to you.
"Sir please! I don't know what is going on.." You plead as he looks at you thinking. He shakes his head and points the gun directly at you again. Suddenly he was knocked out. You look up to see John standing there with a shovel.
"Are you alright?" He asks as he rushed to your side. Your lip quivers as you go to speak. "What did you do to him?" You ask. John sighs and reaches for your hand but you pull away.
"I only gave him what he deserves" John said. You let out a sarcastic laugh and look to the unconscious body on the floor. "And I almost got what I deserve then?" You whisper. John pulls you into him.
"No, no you don't deserve anything like this" He said soothingly. You cried in his arms and let him rub your back.
Hannibal Lecter -> AGGRESSIVE REJECTION
You had only recently moved in with Hannibal. You knew he was a cannibal but you didn't really know how he operated. You woke up from a nap one afternoon when you heard yelling from the living room. You were slightly concerned and curious so you went to investigate. You walked into the living room to see Hannibal yelling at a girl. He was holding her against the wall and chocking her. It was the same girl who flirted with him at the restaurant the other day. When she was almost blacked out he let her go and grabbed the bat you kept by the front door. He swung it at her head and you could here a crack sound. He looked angry.
"Try and take me from my love" He was breathing heavy and you stood there flustered. It was attractive to see him so angry about another women flirting with him. He was angrier than you were in all honesty. You felt jealousy from her flirting but who wouldn't try and flirty with Hannibal? He was a handsome gentleman that any woman would be lucky to have. At least that's how you thought of it. When Hannibal finally realized you were standing there he stood straight up and put the bat against the wall. He walked to you while straightening out his hair and clothes. He grabbed your hands and kissed your knuckles.
"How was your nap darling?" You giggled a little. "It was nice until I heard a woman screaming in our living room" He chuckled kissed your knuckles once again.
"I apologize for waking you up love, I just had some business to take care of" He admitted. You put your arms around his neck and kissed him passionately. It honestly kind of scared you. If this is how he acted to someone flirting with him then how would he react to someone flirting with you.
Freddy Krueger -> NIGHTMARE
It was just a normal night when you woke up in the dream world. You were in a gas station with no one else around. You realized you were in a hospital gown with fluffy socks on. You didn't exactly understand what was happening. Where was Freddy? Why is this place so..dead. You began walking down the isles of the gas station looking for any signs of life. When you came upon a certain isle you saw a bunch of cans scattered on the floor. You looked around and decided to pick them up. If something was going on in the dream then maybe you would be spared for the kindness? Sounded better in your head.
When you looked went to reach for the last can another hand grabbed it as well. You looked up to see your brother who had passed away years prior. You screamed and let go of all the cans you were holding. You backed up into someone and turned around to see your grandmother who had also passed away. You held your hands to your chest and crouched down. You tucked your knees to your chest and covered your head to shield yourself from the two people around you. You suddenly feel a pair of arms wrap around your body.
"Hey sweet cheeks it's just me" You look up at the sound of your boyfriends voice. The scenery changed to your bedroom but you knew you were still asleep. "Why did you do that..i-it wasn't funny" You sobbed. Freddy held you close to his chest.
"Im an asshole but I would never do that to you, babe it was just a regular nightmare I didn't cause it. I swear I wouldn't do something like that to you" You nodded and buried your head into his neck for comfort. He rubbed your back and kept whispering things to calm you down. He would never admit it but he did cause you to have that nightmare. It wasn't on purpose, he was having a bad day and accidentally took it out on you. Literally he didn't even know he did it, he still thinks it was just some random nightmare. If he ever found out he did that to you he would feel like shit.
It was your first time meeting Norma. That itself scared the hell out of you. Not for any reason besides the fact that she was angry. Let me start grom the beginning..
A man had come to check into the hotel but I guess that wasn't his only intention. After assigning him a room he wouldn't leave the desk. He just kept flirting with you, telling you how beautiful you were. You got fed up with his attitude and told him you would call the cops if he didn't leave you alone. He laughed at you and grabbed your hands from over the desk. You panicked and called for Norman, hoping he was nearby. The man pulled you over the counter and dropped you onto the floor before reaching to pick you up again. Suddenly he was tackled to the ground next to you while you watched Norman- excuse me- Norma repeatedly stab him in the chest. You felt sick as you kept staring at the scene. You swore you could hear cracking everytime the knife entered his chest. You finally snapped out of it and rushed to Normas side.
"H-he's dead, you can stop it Norma. I'm okay!" You said to her. She stopped and looked back at you. Suddenly her eyes didn't seem so dark as you watched Norman come back to you. He quickly pulled you into his arms as you cried into his blood covered chest.
"I-it's okay darling, the bad man i-is gone and your s-safe" Norman stammered out. He soothed you and decided to clean the mess up later. You were scared that if Norman ever got angry at you, he wouldn't be able to control himself..
