Michael Myers Collection

Lockdown Pt. 1 & 2

Request 1: RZ Michael scenario where y/n is a nurse at Smith's. There's a lockdown & she's trapped in Michael's cell. Pls make it nsfw & hella fluffy. TY

Request 2: Omg could you please do a part 2 to that rz Myers x nurse reader that was so good like maybe he starts playing up because he wants to see her and she goes back for round 2 👀🥺🤩THANK YOU LOVE YOU ❤️

Warnings: Fluffy smut, vaginal penetration

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Today, of all days, why did it have to be the day that you traded your later lunch for an early lunch.

You had always managed to get the last lunch schedule; which happened to be close to two o'clock. At this point, you'd absolutely give anything to have the twelve o'clock lunch just once.

And that's what you did. And hour or do before the the call for the twelve o'clock lunch sounded, you had asked the front nurse if there was an opening for at least one person at that lunch, or at least anyone willing to take her spot just for today in trade for the last lunch.

Flipping through the nurse charts, she picked out one file that was near the bottom.

"Joyce was moved for today down in corridor three for today, and we've been looking for someone to take her place for patient checkup today. For Myers. That'll give you first call lunch."

She pushed her glasses back up and looked at, awaiting a response.

You moved your head back slowly, a sigh of relief escaping your lips. You'd take it.

She handed you the key and went back to the routine click-clack of her keyboard after handing you the key to Myers cell.

Myers was a famous name around the lunch room and just about everywhere in the sanitarium, really. Most nurses commented on his chilling yet oddly attractive height, while other combatted them with hoe dangerous he was. One recalling how she was there when he snapped a guard's leg for getting in his face.

Hey, all you had to do was check up on him, take his tray, and do a routine mattress inspection, there shouldn't be anything to worry about.

His inspection was in a few minutes, so it wouldn't hurt to do it now so that you could head to the cafeteria early.

Jingling the door keys, you make it to Michael's cell. Stepping inside, your stomach dropped, only for a moment, however.

That was normal for you. It's that unexpected pit of fear that you'd get entering anyone's cell, but it never lasted that long, knowing that you'd be out of there in a flash anyways and guards were at the end of each hallway.

"Hi Michael. I'm you're nurse for today, Joyce was moved to another corridor just for today."

You're voice was cheery, something that a lot of your other regulars enjoyed and got you patients who respected and acted well. Michael, however, didn't say anything.

You close the door behind you, setting the keys in your skirt pocket.

"This should only take a few minutes. Now if you could stand up for me and move to the side, that would be great, please?"

Michael, sat at his desk, didn't move at first, but eventually stood up. He was much taller than you'd expected, he towered over your small form. He moved to the side as you walked over to his desk, taking the tray from breakfast.

You set it on the little shelf under his door window for you to take when you left. There wasn't too much room to move, considering there was enough for a desk, the bed, him, and maybe a nurse. his walls were covered with what looked like paper-mache masks. He himself had an orange one on. Either way, the masks took a little more space from the room to walk.