[NO LONGER DISCONTINUED]
This was a simple hobby, so there's not much to be said. Everything will be in the intro to determine if you'll like it or not.
(I decided to replace Charles with Thomas Hewitt last minute I'll finish his catch ups later)
-Michael Myers-
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He wouldn't say anything in response- he really doesn't talk much anyways. Instead, he would pull up the sleeve of his shirt roughly. You two were on the couch at the time, and his posture was as stiff as ever. You were playing around with some sharpies with your head in his lap when you got the bright idea. You hesitated for a few minutes, Michael wouldn't hesitate to just get up and go somewhere else if he didn't like your idea.
"Hey Mikey?" You met his cold blue eyes. "Can I draw on you? Just on your arm and hand, I promise."
He yanked his sleeve upwards and went back to watching tv, maybe even just staring into space for all you knew. He inwardly adored your request, so of course he would grant you the pleasure (probably would again later in the day ;) *wink wink*). You proceeded to draw flowers and hearts on his pale arm, then a few notes about how you loved him more than life itself. He would look at them constantly, and MAYBE he would ask you to redraw them as they started to fade.
-Jason Voorhees-
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Jason would be happy to lend his arms to you for as long as he could. You would ask him during a nature walk you two went for. He would be confused at first; why would you want to make such an ugly being into art? But with how long you had been with him, he had swatted the self-deprecating thoughts away and replaced them with adoration.
"Jayyyy~" you stroked his arm, which was linked comfortably with yours. "Can I draw on you?"
A marker seemingly teleported out of your pocket into your hand as you beamed upwards at him. He nodded at you and pointed at a grassy patch with fewer fallen leaves on it. You two sat down in the area and you went to work. Cats, plants, and words of kindness, along with many hearts were drawn on his large biceps. He would probably fall asleep during this, being so comfortable that he didn't seem to mind the outside noise. And luckily for the two of you, nothing could disturb the peace.
