Slasher imagines

🦸 Dressing up as him

Michael Myers

Michael reaches his arm across the bed to grab you but feels an empty space instead. With slow movements and a groan he sits himself up on his elbows. He squints his eyes from the light shining through the blinds yet his attention focuses on the noise coming from the bathroom. He stands from the bed and creeps towards the door, the noises becoming clearer.
"How does he even breathe in this thing?" He hears your voice, but what are you- oh.. Michael opened the door to see you standing in front of the mirror, a jump suit fitting your body, his mask adorning your head. At the sound of the door opening you turned your head to be met with Michael, only to jump back and stumble into the bath tub. As you lie there you frantically pull off the mask and shyly look up to his tall frame.
"Hey-"
"What are you doing with my mask?" He grumbles. You sigh and lift yourself from the tub.
"I got my costume in the mail today, I wanted to dress up as you, but I couldn't find a good mask so.." You trail off. Michael looks you over before grabbing the mask from your hands then slinging you over his shoulder. He walks back towards the bed and drops you onto the bed and the mask on the bedside table. He plops himself onto you and cuddles deep into your neck.
"It's too early for this, just go back to bed. We can worry about your dumb costume later" You smile at his words and wrap your arms around him, giddy with excitement.

Jason Voorhees

Jason had only just began his rounds around camp, looking for people and checking his traps. Everything seemed good so far, until suddenly he heard the distant sound of tire on gravel. He walked towards the entrance of camp to see a FedEx van, along with a confused male. Jason was about to make his presence known before he heard a female voice echoing from a distance. Suddenly you came running from within the camp, surprising both men.
"Package for Y/n L/n?" He asked. You happily grabbed the package from the man before thanking him and running off. Jason watched as the man got back in the van and pulled out of the camp. Staying a few extra minutes to make sure the man didn't come back, he then set on his way back to the cabin. Upon arriving he noted that the bedroom door was locked, so he knocked. He heard movement from inside hault.
"Just a second!" Jason waited patiently for you to open the door, and when you did, the big guy was definitely surprised.  You stood there with a shy smile and an outfit awfully similar to Jason's. Not only that but a hockey mask in hand.
"I can explain-" You reached up and put on the mask.
"-Do I look like someone you know?" You presented yourself. Jason took ahold of your waist and pulled you to him.
"Me?" You laughed and lifted the hockey mask to rest on your head.
"I wanted to dress up for Halloween, and who better to dress up as none other than my killer boyfriend" You joked, heat rising to your cheeks. Jason laughed and pulled you into a tight hug, enjoying every moment of this.

Charles Lee Ray

Charles sighed as he fit the key into the door. It had been such a long day and all he wanted to do was crash on the bed with you in his arms. As he shut the door behind him he prepared for the attack of hugs and kisses, yet they never came. He took off his shoes and left them by the door, venturing further into the apartment to find his missing girlfriend. As he reached the bedroom he peered passed the ajar door to see you standing in front of the body length mirror wearing a..good guys onsie? Charles' eyebrows furrowed and he pushed open the door to step inside. You caught glimpse of the door opening and stood frozen as your boyfriend entered the room. You turned around and put your arms over your chest. The air around you both have never felt so awkward. Charles was about to speak before you beat him to it.
"Halloween is next week and I wanted to dress up. I saw this while scrolling on Amazon and thought it was a good idea" You quickly explain to him.
"Dressing up as the doll my soul was trapped in for years?" He teased. You pouted and turned away from him. He only laughed at your reaction and walked over to you. He uncrossed your arms and took your hands into his, kissing your forehead.
"It is cute, your cute, especially when you pout" He said. You looked back up to him and couldn't help the slight smile tugging at your lips.