A fic in which Michael is actually kind of romantic (I hesitate to call this an AU but it might as well be cause my boy is actually a sociopath) As per the usual, (Y/N) stands for Your Name.
love's the death of peace of mind // michael myers×reader
1 part Complete Mature
1 part
Complete
Mature
you were his psychologist.
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afab!reader, they/them pronouns are used like three times, otherwise nothing
TW; death
Michael is 21/22 here, the reader in their 20s as well
40k words (that's a shameless flex)