#michael ask

[slasher-party]

Michael, I'm fully aware that you'd strangle me with my own intestines if I tried, but OMG I have the biggest crush on you and I just wanna kiss 🥺👉👈 Please "don't" choke me

“...” The cursed man looms over you, and you can hear each heavy breath as it strikes the inside of his pale mask. After a moment of token staring, he slowly cocks his head to the side, and you can feel the tension grow. 

“Uh oh!” A blur of pink and strawberry-blonde rushes up. “Ah- here- I think this is what they mean!” Carrie offers him a small candy wrapped in orange tinfoil - a Hershey Kiss. “It’s called a Kiss! It’s chocolate, ah, t-they must know you like Halloween~” She beams up at him nervously, glancing back at you with a fearful look in her eyes. You might’ve been MORE than choked.

Picking it up carefully, he holds it up to the light and tilts his head the other way. The foil shimmers, briefly charming the bloodthirsty killer. After a moment of silent contemplation, his gaze falls back upon you… and he slowly offers you the treat on his open palm. A kiss from Michael! J: It’s even the seasonal pumpkin spice flavor! I’m not sure if it’s any good but, it’s definitely better than intestine-strangling. Loved that imagery, by the way.

[sosthemortalcoil]

Michael: What do you think of Gabriel's romantic opportunities while on Earth?

Michael: Wait, what? Gabriel is on an assignment. They aren’t going to be romancing anyone. 

...

I’m going to go check on Gabriel They don’t have time for distractions like ‘romances.’ Especially not with some silly mortal!

[askthesquiptrio]

Michael: Falsettos, Newsies, and In the Heights are some of my other favorites!

[sosthemortalcoil]

Michael, I have never met in my millennia of life anyone as infuriating and frustrating and annoyingly irritating as you. And I'm pretty sure I never shall. You are like the unpleasant spawn of a headache with a toothache and whenever you speak my brain goes into overdrive because it cannot take a single more of your words. (part 1)

           I hate you so much I love you. I want to grab you and kiss you into oblivion you magnificent fool. I love your stupid face and your stupid lips and those beautiful eyes and that face you make every time I forget to take my tray to the bin. I love you so goddamn much it hurts.   I hurt.  Make with that what you will. But please hurry.  Yours always, Gabby.  (part 2)         

Michael:  “Make of it–what sort of convoluted–” He rereads the letter, brow furrowed.

“Gabriel! Gabriel, I have some questions and you will answer me!” He stomps off in search of Gabriel, letter clutched in one hand, heart pounding.

[askthesquiptrio]

Michael: Thanks!

[askthesquiptrio]

Micahel: We all are dealing with the effects of the squip. I’m still here for everyone and they’re here for me. It sucks that we became friends through a shitty situation, but I’m glad I became friends with everyone.

[slasher-party]

Heeeey Michael, it's Carrie's secret admirer here. I'm getting serious "I don't like you" vibes from you, so can I make you a peace offering in the form of a question? If so, how did you end up joining the others slashers here? Also, please don't kill me, I come in peace.

The man in question doesn’t move a muscle, even as you speak to him. He just keeps staring down at you, his silence only serving to make the tension worse.

“Daddy?” Carrie notes the tension, coming over and taking hold of Michael’s sleeve. “Hey, i-it’s okay! They’re just being nice to me; isn’t that a good thing?” She offers up, smiling.

Michael takes a moment to contemplate this, before his shoulders fall. As protective as he is, she raises a good point: positive attention in any form is much better than what she used to endure. After what she’s told him, he does not want to see her get tricked and humiliated again. Defeated, he gives you a nod, showing that he’ll allow you to continue.

The girl turns back to you to answer your question. “We all met a long while ago! That’s why many of us already know one another…” Carrie explains, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.. “As for how he got here… or, really, how any of us got here… we’re not too sure. It’s all a little weird… but I figure we probably shouldn’t ask too many questions.”

Michael looks to the side, directing your attention toward two familiar women observing from afar: Jess and Vana. He nods their way, suggesting they have something to do with it, before turning back to you and making an odd, spider-like gesture with his hand.

Carrie looks up to watch him. “Yeah, it could be that.” -- J: After meeting, a lot of the Slashers grouped up into little families, since so many of them didn’t have homes to return to. Since the cat’s out of the bag, Michael’s unofficially “adopted” Carrie, and another silent son. Carrie’s supernatural gifts really come in handy when it comes to having an adoptive father and brother who don’t speak!

[kindahoping4forever]

Ok so ever since I got back in the fandom and watched a compilation of Michael's twitch lives with the kitty headphones, the cute boy mannerism and the oversized clothes and shit I've been referring to him as "twitch thot" in my mind, and today I just saw the tag "twitch thot Michael" on a fic and not gonna like I hurt myself laughing; I felt valid, I felts seen 💅🏾✨. But now seriously, is that an actual thing the fandom calls him or was it just a coincidence?

This cracked me up 😂😂😂 I wouldn't say it's widespread in the fandom but I've definitely seen it mentioned here and there before! 😁