#eddie munson halloween

[artbean]

@eddiemonth day 30: costumes

“Hello, my name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die.” or: eddie grows a mustache out for an entire month just for halloween

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[oneforthemunny]

friday the thirteenth |eddie munson x reader|

prompt: you and eddie go to the drive in. a small blurb that's apart of the oneforthemunny's spooky story series! also eddie edit made possible by @eddiemunsonsmum :)

Friday, October 13th, 1989 

“Hey, make sure you hide those snacks, ok?” Eddie muttered, a ringed hand gripping the wheel, blowing smoke out the open window.

“I don’t think they’ll all fit in the glove box.” You frown, shoving the crinkling wrappers of honey buns and kit-kat under miscellaneous papers, a few lighters that were stored away in there. 

“Just put ‘em under the blanket, sweetheart.” Eddie nodded, flicking the cigarette out the window, arm craning behind him for the blankets you’d thrown in from home. 

“They won’t look?” Your eyes cut to Eddie’s carefully, grabbing the aged quilt from his grasp. 

“No, they’re not gonna search the van, baby.” Eddie grinned. “Just look in. Just make sure it’s covered, alright?” 

Undoing your own seatbelt, spreading the blanket over the snacks, feet tucked under your legs. Eddie tapped on the cracked leather of the steering wheel with excitement, rolling to a stop on the gravel behind the line of cars. “I’m so fuckin’ excited.” He admitted, eyes sparkling through the gloom dullness of the gray Indiana sky. 

“Yeah?” You giggle. His smile was infectious, made your heart warm with an overwhelming sense of adoration. “I can tell.” 

“This was a good idea. Coming early, because look at this line, babe.” Eddie tilted the rearview mirror to look at the piling line of cars behind him. All swarming to the Hawkins Drive-In for the double feature of Halloween and Friday the Thirteenth… on Friday the thirteenth. 

“Good call with that.” Eddie smiled over at you, heat spilling over your cheeks at his praise. Eddie’s hand fell on your thigh lightly, squeezing your thigh playfully.

 “Oh, shit. Look at that guy. Shoulda brought my mask, huh?” Eddie nodded towards the teenagers parked in the back, running around in their Jason and Michael masks. 

“Yeah… maybe don’t park over there, though.” You cut your eyes at the teenagers, screeching and jumping off their tailgates. 

“Why?” Eddie smirked, van rolling in line slowly towards the ticket stand. “You scared? Afraid they’ll get you-” 

“-No-” 

“-Because I get it, babe. It is Friday the thirteenth. It’s a very scary night. I’d be scared too.” Eddie teased. 

You rolled your eyes. “You’re scared, Munson?” 

“Maybe. Maybe ‘m just excited.” Eddie smirked, long lashes batting at you sweetly. The van creeped towards the ticket stand. “I wasn’t gonna park there anyways, but they did take my spot, fuckin’ assholes.” 

“Your spot?” Your brows lifted in amusement. 

“Yeah, good makeout spot.” Eddie smirked at your scoff, stopping in front of the ticket stand. 

Your head rested against the seat rest, Eddie’s curls illuminated in the bright light of the ticket stand. Rings catching in the light when he handed them the money, bracelets peeking out from the leather of his jacket when he took the tickets. He looked so pretty; so content. 

“Can you put it on the station?” Eddie muttered, shifting gears so the van rolled with a low grunt over the gravel. “You wanna be more towards the front?” 

“I’m fine wherever, Ed.” You hum, turning the dial slowly. “You’re the expert, right, baby?” 

A huff of a laugh left his lips, curling in a small smile. “Yeah. Think there’s a spot up here if this jackass in a wagon doesn’t take it- Christ, who’s taking kids to this kind of movie? Fuck that, we’re not going there. I’m not listening to screaming the whole time.” 

“Maybe they’re older kids?” You grin, the comical tune of the pre-movie show tune playing through the speakers. “Or could be big horror fans. You didn’t like scary movies as a kid?” 

“Yeah, but it’s not fun going with your parents.” Eddie rolled his eyes, reversing into a back spot slowly. “Gotta sneak it or it’s not fun.” 

“Like the candy, hm? That’s the thrill of it?” 

“Exactly.” Eddie smirked, jamming the gear to park. 

“Shit, this part is good, baby. Look.” Eddie whispered, lips still pressed to yours, hand sliding from your jaw slowly. 

“I don’t wanna look, just-” You pawed at his jacket collar, pulling him closer, back into your kiss. 

“-Wait, wait, this is the good part. Hold on.” Eddie muttered, eyes zoned in onto the screen, sitting back onto the van’s floor. 

You huffed, pushing up on your forearms to look at the screen, lips numb from the cold air and Eddie, just in time to see Michael Myers take a victim- a brutal slashing that had the entire lot grimacing out loud. 

“Oh, that’s fucking sick.” You cringe, looking at the van’s floor instead of the movie, stomach twisting uncomfortable. 

“Very fuckin’ sick. Wonder how they do that, huh? Like the special effects shit like that.” Eddie grinned, body buzzing with adrenaline and excitement. 

“I don’t know. They better have won whatever award there is for that, because that,” You nodded towards the screen, the dismembered, bloody body lying there. “Is disgusting.” 

“Wait until you see Jason’s victims. Makes Michael look tame.” Eddie grinned, head falling against the pillow, shoveling a handful of popcorn into his mouth. “Can’t believe you’ve never seen these.” 

“No way.” You wrinkle your nose at the screen. “More of a Beetlejuice fan or Elvira. I always liked that movie.”

“Yeah? Me too.” Eddie smirked. “Really liked that one.” 

You rolled your eyes. “Of course, you did.” 

“I like a spooky babe. Can you blame me?” Eddie pulled you close to his side, lips smacking against your cheek. 

“Oh? So you don’t like me, huh?” You glare at him lightly. “Just wasting my time, Munson?” 

“No way.” Eddie shook his head, looking over at you. “You’re a total spooky babe.” 

You roll your eyes, scoffing lightly. “‘M serious.” Eddie squeezes your thigh gently. “You’re doing this with me.” He nodded towards the screen. “Yeah.” You hum, eyes cutting to the screen, grimacing at the chase scene. “Guess I must love you or something to sit through two of these.”

[ashwhowrites]

Eddie going to a Halloween party for dealing, and then seeing a girl that's dressed like an angel (he's dressed like a demon) and then the girl (Reader) approaching to him, and she buys some weed from him and starts to tell him that they look like they're using couple costumes, and after, when a lot of people are wasted, Eddie decides it's time to go home, and Reader sees him going out of the party and she follows him, and she tells him that she wants to go out like in a date with him and he accepts, so they go to lovers lake and start talking and they end up kissing and swimming at the lake, after that night they continue seeing each other until Eddie asks reader out, and she says yes

Happy October!

I hope this is what you were looking for and that you enjoy it. Thank you for requesting <3

Halloween was a huge money maker for Eddie. People in disguise, can hide their identity when they buy from him. He almost gets double the amount of people.

He dressed himself as a demon, he felt like it was fitting while he sold the devil's grass to a bunch of snobby rich kids.

Eddie didn't pay much attention to the people he sold to, he didn't care. But his eyes kept finding this one girl, dressed in all white with a halo on her head. Eddie found her costume adorable, and the way it fit perfectly with his. She kept looking at him, moving closer but then ran off. No matter where she hid, he found her.

As he prepared to close up his small shop, she made her way to the table and sat down. She was more beautiful up close. The angel wings truly fit her angelic face.

"Are you still open? I kept trying to get the nerve to walk over." She said, laughing at herself from being so scared.

"I am, angel. What are you looking for?" He asked, he didn't want to embarrass her for being shy, easily moving past the topic.

"Cheapest but still good." She said, handing over the amount of cash she had available. Her eyes looked over his costume.

"Well considering you are dressed as my other half, I'll cut you a deal. For my angel." He flirted, handing over a bag of weed and only taking a five-dollar bill from her stack of cash.

"I guess we kinda match. Like we are in a couples costume" She joked, sliding the bag into her small purse and collecting the rest of her cash.

Eddie laughed with her and finished packing up. Gathering his things and heading out.

"Wait, are you leaving?" She asked, standing up.

"Yeah, I usually head out once people are too wasted to count their money," Eddie said.

"This might sound crazy. But I've been trying to get the nerve to talk to you all night. And I'd hate to only have five minutes with you." She admitted. She cursed herself for taking too long. She got the nerve and he had to leave.

Eddie was taken back from her interest. It wasn't common for sober girls to make a move with him.

"I'm Eddie, and you are?" He asked, throwing out his hand as she shook it.

"Y/N, I've seen you around school and this is very forward. But would you maybe want to leave and do something together?"

Eddie smirked at the nerves in her voice.

"Let's go." She followed behind him, getting into his van and trusting him. Was she dumb for that? She knew that people believed he was trouble and a freak. But she saw him with his friends, and he didn't look like he could hurt a fly.

She listened to his music as he drove up to Lovers Lake, she tried to shake out the nerves. She knew she was safe, all the bad things that were said about Eddie were rumors. If he truly was dangerous, people wouldn't use him for deals.

She took his hand and walked down the hill. He laid down a blanket he had in his van and helped her sit. He dug out a joint, held it between his lips, and lit it. She watched intensely as he inhaled, he passed it over to her. Her fingers glazed his softly as she took the joint. She inhaled it in her lungs, holding it as she passed it back. She exhaled as he took another puff. Her eyes were glued to the way his pink lips wrapped around the small paper.

"Why are you interested in being with the freak on Halloween anyway?" He asked, the smoke leaving his lips as he spoke.

"I don't think you're a freak," she said, her eyes soft as she took another hit. "I'm decent friends with Steve, and he's friends with Dustin. And Dustin only has amazing things to say about you. I've had a small crush on you for a while. Halloween is all about being scared, right? So I decided to scare the shit out of myself and ask you out." She confessed, handing him back the joint.

Eddie soaked in her words with a small smile. He wished he noticed her around school more because he felt like he missed out.

"I'm glad you did," Eddie admitted. He wasn't the type to run off with any girl, especially one at a popular party. But his gut told him to do it.

"Want to do something dumb?" She asked, standing up. Eddie watched as she slipped out of her costume, tossing her halo to the side and taking off her shoes.

"Um?" Eddie tried to say something but his eyes were captivated by her. He was confused about what she wanted to do until she ran straight into the water.

"Come on!" She said from the water, she splashed around and waved him over. She watched as he stood up. He laughed and shook his head.

He took off his costume and ran in. The cold water splashed against his legs. She cheered as he swam up to her, his arms wrapped around her when she began to shiver.

"You're already freezing!" Eddie pointed out, bringing her closer as he tried to warm her up.

"Yeah, but this will be a great first date memory." She said, smiling as she looked up at him.

"Indeed it is. I also think our first kiss story would beat everyone else." Eddie said, leaning in as he smashed his lips on hers. She smiled against his lips and kissed him back.

After a moment they pulled away, looking at each other as the moonlight settled on their skin.

After that night, they went on many more dates. He couldn't get her out of his mind and she was stuck on him. She never thought she'd find herself falling for the demon but hell, he was cute. It didn't take long for him to ask her out and for them to be official.

And for the next Halloween, their couple's costume was already planned.

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[myeuphoricmindset]

Ghostface - Eddie Munson

Summary | You've just bumped into a masked stranger at a Hawkins Halloween party. You don't know if it's the mystery man or the alcohol, but you're breaking all the rules tonight. Because tonight you're not you —you're someone completely different. On Halloween, you can be whoever you want. Whoever 𝒉𝒆 wants. And Eddie Munson wants 𝒚𝒐𝒖.

Pairing | Eddie Munson x Fem!reader

Warnings/tags | 18+ (MINORS DNI), smut (that’s basically it), one-night stand, rough, dirty talk, spanking, dom!Eddie, hair pulling, hands around neck & oral both receiving.

I posted this on wattpad last Halloween, so hopefully it still holds up. It’s more smutty and vulgar than my usual work, so there is your heads up.

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The tequila is starting to hit you. The music is rattling your soul. Your blood is running hot. And your body is levitating. It feels so good to free this fucking free.

It's fun to play pretend, even for just one night. You're not you tonight, you're someone else. The red cape, tight corset and short skirt have you feeling more confident than ever.

The music is loud, just like you like it. The house is filled with almost everyone in Hawkins. But most of their faces are masked and there is a little thrill because of that. It's the fact that the familiar faces are unfamiliar for a night. You can be anyone. Be with anyone. And when the clock strikes midnight the mask falls, taking its secrets with it.

You look around for more alcohol, but you can't see shit with how many people are in here. Your eyes do notice someone watching you. He has a Ghostface mask on and he's leaning against the wall. Well, you think he's looking at you. The mask doesn't give him away, but for some reason, you have a feeling he is.

You ignore the stranger and find your way through the crowd. You need more alcohol, especially if you are going to follow through with your plan to have a one-night stand.

A countertop nearby has a bottle of vodka. This will do. You grab a cup and pour yourself a drink. It burns going down, but you swallow.

The music is already calling you back to the dance floor. You finish your drink and push your way back through the crowd. It's a song you've never heard of, but the beat is good. Good enough to lose yourself in. Once the alcohol gives you enough courage then you will go search for the masked stranger that will end your night right.

"Lil' Red Riding Hood?" A deep voice says behind you on the dance floor.

You turn to face them. They are completely masked and hidden, like a little secret. Whoever they are —they are Ghostface tonight. The one that's been watching you. He has the mask on but wears a black shirt and black jeans.

"Yes." Your answer. You tug on your hood over your head and bat your lashes. Playing your part. "I didn't know Ghostface spoke unless on the phone." You tease him.

He pulls out a large prop phone and holds it up to his ear. "Do you like scary movies?"

You smile, but try to contain your interest in this stranger. "I do."

He walks closer to you. "What's your favorite one?"

People are dancing around you, completely in their own world that they don't pay attention to you and Ghostface.

You bite your lip softly and look at his face, hoping you're staring at his eyes behind that mask. "Scream."

He slowly tilts his head. "Mmm, really?"

Damn. His voice is hot.

"Really." You confirm.

"Do you go to Hawkins?"

"Maybe." You smile.

"You're really playing into the mystery of it all, aren't you?"

You laugh. "Isn't that the point of tonight? I think you've been the real mystery tonight. I know you've been watching me."

"You're difficult to look away from."

Someone dancing beside you knocks into you, pushing you against the masked stranger. His hands grip your waist, holding you up. You look down at his hands on your waist and notice rings on his fingers. A clue to who's behind the mask, but you can't place it.

You look up at him. "Dance with me, Ghostface."

You don't wait for an answer. You grab the phone in his hand and toss it on the table nearby. You twist in his arms, sliding her hands on top of his to keep his hands on your waist. You start swaying with the music, moving against him.

His fingers dig into your hips. You haven't been touched in so long and even just his fingertips against you send you pushing back against him harder.

You lift your hands above your head and around his neck. Tonight you feel like breaking the rules. You want to wake up tomorrow with secrets. You came here tonight to taste freedom, to indulge in your wild side. Whoever he is, he's yours tonight. Who fucking cares what's right or wrong. One-night stands are meant to be so wrong that it's right.

His hand moves across your abdomen and over your rib cage. You drop your head back against his chest. His hand moves up your arm and to your hand.

"You're so hot." He groans in your ear. His voice is laced with the desire that he can't hide.

You are two strangers. At least you both are with masks on. You don't know if it's because of that or the alcohol, but you're turned on. His voice and his touch are fueled by the desire for you. Wanting you. Needing you.

He twists you around to face him. One hand on your lower back and the other on your face. You stare at his masked face. Your breath caught in your throat.

His thumb brushes your bottom lip. You can tell he's admiring you. Drinking you in. It's so hot. Your body is on fire for him. The tension is high. It's all so fucking thrilling. The mystery and the possibilities.

"Make me your next victim." You whisper to him.

He laughs. God, that laugh. You almost drop to your knees right there.

"As you wish." He says.

He grabs your wrist and pulls you through the crowd.

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You don't have time to look around the bedroom. He throws you onto the bed. It's not like you'd know whose room this is anyway, you don't even know whose house this is. You were just told where the party was and showed up. And god, you're so damn glad you showed up.

The mystery man, Ghostface, closes the bedroom door and turns to face you. You hear the door lock. You should be scared, but you're not. He moves near the end of the bed, standing over you.

"Look at you." He chuckles and tilt's his head. "So desperate for me."

He's not wrong. You are. Whoever he is, you are down bad. It's his voice, his hands, his laugh, and how he carries himself. Like a fucking God. And you're not worthy.

"So desperate." You whisper.

"Are you a good girl?" He asks.

"I can be."

"Mmm." The sound that escapes his lips is so low that it almost sounds like a growl.

It sends heat in between your legs.

"Get up." He's demanding, but you like it. He knows what he wants. And tonight it's you.

You stand up and he walks up to you. His hand lifts to your face, tracing a finger down your cheek. "I don't always play nice. I need you to know that before we move forward."

"Okay." The only word you can form.

His fingers trail down your skin and wrap about your neck. It's gentle but firm. "Can you handle that? I need to hear you say that you want this."

Your breathing increases and you swallow. He must have felt that because he tightens his grip around your neck. "Use your words, sweetheart."

"Yes, I want this." You say.

He chuckles. "As much as I want to fuck you with this mask on, I want to taste you first and I can't do that."

"Then take it off."

He tilts his head and pulls you closer to him by your throat. "Show me yours and I'll show you mine."

You smile and try to remain calm. He hasn't even done anything yet and you're more turned on than you ever have been. Fuck the masks. Whatever he is offering is worth your secret identity.

The red hood falls against your shoulders, revealing your beautiful hair. The mask on your face is secured by a ribbon tied behind your head. You look up at the masked stranger as you drop your hands.

He realizes what you silently asked. The hand around your throat releases as it moves to the back of your head. He pulls on the ribbon, releasing your mask and revealing your face. It falls to the ground.

He grabs your chin, lifting your eyes to him. "You're fucking beautiful." There is a flicker in his eyes that give you the impression that he knows you, but he doesn't say.

Your face burns, but you try to play it off. "Your turn."

"Mm, so eager."

He laughs lightly and then pulls off his mask. It's Eddie fucking Munson. He shakes his head, curls swaying with the movement. The mask drops to the floor. You have never spoken to Eddie, but you know exactly who he is. There is no denying that you're more down for this than before. He's so damn hot.

You both don't acknowledge that we know each other. It doesn't matter. Even with the masks off, you both are enjoying the night without any consequences. And that fact alone has you on your worst behavior.

"Fuck me, Eddie Munson." You say.

He doesn't react to his name on your lips. "Damn." He smirks and closes the distance between you both. He slides off your red cloak, dropping it to the floor. "Say it again."

"Fuck Me, Eddie Munson."

He laughs. "You're sexy when you beg."

Eddie presses his body against yours and tilts your head. He's kissing your neck and it feels so good. His lips are warm and soft against your skin. His hands are roaming your body until he finds the zipper on the corset costume. And thank god it's a zipper.

He bites your neck and you let out a whimper. He laughs softly against your skin. His tongue slides up your neck and to your jawline, coming to a stop just as he unzips your corset. The cold air in the room hits your bare chest as he pulls the corset off.

"Jesus Christ. Fucking perfect." He says as he looks at your breasts.

Your skin breaks out in goosebumps as his hand trails from your back, up your rib cage, and to your breasts. His thumb brushes over your nipple. His lips find yours and you are set on fire by his kiss. His hand cups your breasts before he pushes you onto the bed.

A single kiss, burning on your lips and leaving you wanting more. You watch him as he looks down at you, hunger in his eyes.

"I'm going to eat you alive." He says, crawling on top of you. "I'll take my time, savoring every piece of you."

You are speechless and he can tell. He laughs lightly and then brings his mouth back to yours, tasting your desire. His tongue brushed your lip, asking for entrance and you welcome it. Your tongues dance together, and it's the sweetest fucking dance.

He bites your lip, pulling away slowly. "You're quiet. I want to hear how good I make you feel."

"Okay." You breathe.

He stares down at you, his hair falling over his shoulders. "Okay, what?"

"Okay, daddy." You smile.

He tilts his head. "Mm, I like that."

Before you can say another word his mouth is around your breast. His tongue swirls around your nipple and you moan.

"That's it. Tell me that you like it." He says before returning his mouth to your body.

He bites your nipple and you arch your back. He slips one of his hands around your lower back, holding you up slightly as he kisses down your stomach. His curls trail down your bare skin as he moves down.

He removes his hands from your body and lifts himself onto his knees. "Look at this slutty little skirt you have on." He bites his lip. "Fuck."

"Do you want to take it off of me?" You ask.

Eddie gets off the bed and stands up. He looks at you, running his hand through his hair. The curls fall back on his face. His eyes are drunk on the sight of you. He smiles a devilish smile. "No, baby. I want to fuck you in it."

He grabs your hips and yanks you to the end of the bed. You let out a sound of surprise and he laughs. "Are you already screaming? I haven't even started."

You blush at his words. You've never been more turned on than you are right now. Eddie grabs something from his pocket and then pulls his hair back into a loose bun. A few curls fall loose before he drops to his knees before you. The whole room shifts at the sight of him between your legs.

He touches your tights, his fingertips soft on your skin. He opens your legs in a quick sudden movement. He can't help himself, he looks at what's beneath your skirt.

"Oh, sweetheart. I can see how wet you are for me. Your white panties give you away." His eyes flick up to yours. "I love how ready you are for me." His thumbs make small circles on the inside of your thighs as he tightens his grip.

"Don't tease me." You say. Desperate for his next move.

He clicks his tongue, shaking his head in disapproval. "Where are your manners?"

"Please. Please don't tease me."

He sighs. "Good girl."

He plants a kiss on the inside of your thigh. You are aching for him, the heat between your legs is going to burn the whole damn room down. He moves up your thigh, leaving more kisses and then he bites you. It's not too hard, and the pain is more pleasurable than anything else. You can't stop the moan that escapes your lips.

His hands slide up and under your skirt, wrapping around your hips. His rings are cold against your skin. He flips your skirt up, revealing your panties. He looks up at you and you think you might climax at the sight of him.

"I know you begged me not to tease you, but daddy makes the rules here." He winks.

You almost jump at the sudden feeling of his thumb brushing down over your panties, right where you need him. Even with the thin fabric separating his touch from your skin it still has you melting in pleasure. "Oh god." You moan.

"Mm, so sensitive," Eddie says.

He rubs his thumb up and down, and you slide your hips down trying to add more friction. Eddie pulls his hand back.

"Naughty girl." He smirks.

"Eddie, please."

His finger slides up your hip and he slips one finger under the fabric of your panties. "How bad do you want it?"

"So bad." Your answer.

And before you can take your next breath Eddie rips your panties off. He's smiling, proud of how smooth that was. You're trying to catch your breath, but you can't because you're now completely naked beside the skirt around your waist. "I want to touch you before I taste you."

Eddie's finger brushes over your clit, so gently that you want to fucking scream. He's teasing you and you can't take it. But before you can say anything he surprises you by sliding his finger inside you. You throw your head back and let out a moan.

"Good girl. I want to hear you."

And you let him. He moves his finger in and out of you, slowly going faster. Just as you're getting used to the rhythm, he adds another finger. God, it feels good.

"Eddie." You breathe

"You like that?" He asks with a smile on his face, watching every move you make. He's turned on by how much you like it. His thumb works with him, rubbing your clit as he moves his fingers deeper inside of you.

It feels so fucking good and you need more. He might pull away like he did last time, but it's worth the risk. You start moving your hips with his fingers.

"Ride my fingers. Show me how bad you need it." He says.

And fuck. You need it so badly. Your whole body is vibrating with pleasure. And then he stops. You open your eyes and look down. He licks his fingers and smiles at you. "You taste so good." And then he replaces his fingers with his mouth.

He drags his tongue up your center and you think you might die right there. "Fuck. Oh my god!"

His tongue is following the road map of your desire and you are in a state of euphoria. You are making sounds that you have never made before and you feel out of control of your own body.

He sucks and moves his tongue in ways you didn't know were possible. He brings back his fingers, adding to the already intense pleasure rushing through your body in waves.

"Eddie!" The only word you can shout. The words that you're getting close to your climax fall short on your lips. But he knows you are because he slows and stops.

"Wait, no!" You sit up on your elbows, a little dizzy and desperate for more.

"Relax baby. I don't want you to just ride my fingers." He laughs standing up and pulling off his shirt.

His tattooed chest and bare waist have you falling back on the bed. His black jeans hug his hips in all the right places, illuminating the deep v-cut and drawing your attention to the line of hair below his navel.

"The way you're looking at me has me so fucking hard." He groans.

"Good. The way I want you." You say smiling.

You sit up and grab the waistband of his jeans, looking up at him through your lashes. You slowly unbutton his jeans. You can feel how hard he is through the fabric. Hard for you. His jeans slip off easily and then you grab his boxers.

"Atta girl." He's looking down at you with dark lustful eyes.

You pull his boxers down and almost gasp. He's so big and so ready for you. You want him buried in you, but first, you need to taste him. Wrapping your hand around his cock feels powerful and the sound that comes out of his mouth, at just your touch, sends a wave of confidence you've never had. You bring your mouth to him and look up. You want to see what pleasure looks like on him.

"Fuck! That feels good." He drops his head back and wraps his hand in your hair.

You swirl your tongue around him and he moans. It's the sexiest thing you've ever heard. His hand grips your hair tighter as you move him in and out of your mouth.

"Let me fuck your mouth, baby." He says looking down at you. His curls fall around his face.

You relax your jaw and allow it. He moves his hips and pulls your hair, slightly moving your head back to open your throat. He works with your mouth, thrusting deeper and sending him closer to the edge. He's moaning and cursing, and you've never heard anything hotter than that.

"Your mouth feels so good around my cock." He groans. "But I need more." He pulls out of your mouth and grabs your chin, looking down at you. "Get on your hands and knees."

"Yes, daddy." You crawl onto the bed and look back at him.

He smiles as he admires you from behind, slipping on a condom. He comes up behind you slowly. His hand touches your lower back and moves to your ass, flipping your skirt up."You are so damn perfect." He slaps your ass and you jump lightly. He rubs the spot he slapped and he laughs. "You like that, don't you?" And before you can answer he slaps you again. You bite your lip to conceal a moan.

He presses down on your back, making you arch your ass higher. You feel his cock pressed against your ass and your breathing increases. "Don't worry, baby. I'll take your ass another night." He glides his cock down, past your ass, and right to the spot where you're aching for him.

He teases you. Moving his head down, pressing it against the bundle of nerves. You arch further and move back against his cock. He lets you and you grind against him.

"Let me hear you." He says while using the hand on your hip to move you harder against him.

You let out a moan that you were holding back. And he likes that so he repays you for your good behavior by giving you exactly what you want.

Eddie brings his cock to your pussy and thrusts, deep and hard into you. You both cry out. You grip the bed and he grabs your hips, the cold rings pressing hard against your hot skin.

"Holy shit, you're so wet and tight." He moans.

He's moving in and out, deeper and faster. You're lost in the feeling. You press your face against the mattress, moaning. Eddie grabs a fist full of your hair and pulls. It's hard, but not painful. You're overwhelmed with pleasure, he feels so good. He knows exactly what he's doing.

"Look how well you're taking me."

You start to tremble as he reaches around and rubs your clit. He pushes deeper inside you from behind. The sounds he is making are sending you closer to the edge.

"Eddie, oh my god!" You say breathlessly.

You push back against him. You both move so well together, making it harder and deeper than before.

"Come with me, baby," he asks out of breath.

And you do. You both reach climax, shaking and trembling. It's intense and so fucking good. You drop to the mattress and he falls beside you. You're both trying to catch your breath, still riding the high.

Eddie looks over at you, laughing as he tries to catch his breath. "Damn, sweetheart."

You laugh too and brush back the hair from your face. "Well, this was unexpected."

It wasn't unexpected that you were going to have a one-night stand tonight. That was your plan coming to this party, but it was unexpected that it was with Eddie Munson. And it was unexpected that you'd enjoy it this much.

"That was too good to only happen once." He smirks.

Fuck. He's right. Now that you've had a taste of him, you need more. Eddie might have become your newest addiction.

[eddiemunsons80sbaby]

Murder House

Pairing: EddiexReader

Summary: @munsonfire sent me a message with this idea a while ago. It sat for a bit and then I came across it again and realized this would be perfect for a Halloween one shot. Eddie and Reader have lost a bet to Steve and the terms were that the loser had to spend the night in the Creel house. Reader is not amused by this at all and scared out of her mind so Eddie finds a way to help her relax. Happy Halloween! Hope everyone is enjoying their spooky season just as much as our favorite metalhead would!

18+ Only Minors Go Away

“This is so stupid. I don’t know why I ever let you convince me into this stupid bet,” you muttered in annoyance, standing in front of the last place you would ever want to be, especially on Halloween. 

“Oh come on.” Eddie’s arm came around your shoulders, pulling you into his side, his lips coasting over your ear as he whispered, “What better way to spend Halloween than at the murder house? You think the ghosts of old Victor Creel’s family are in there, just waiting to take their revenge?”

  “Ugh!” You placed your hand on his chest, shoving him away. “You’re such an asshole! I should make you spend the night in there alone.”

“Nope, those were not the terms of the agreement. You both lost so you both have to stay. You agreed to it.”

You both turned to see Steve and Robin standing behind you. Steve stood, arms folded, an arrogant and pleased smile on his face for having been the winner of the dumb bet. Robin’s teeth clicked together as she cringed apologetically at you, arms held out to her sides, hating this for you but secretly pleased that it was you and not her who had to make it until sunrise inside the house where a man had mutilated his entire family. 

“Thanks, Steve. I am well aware of the terms we set,” you ground out between clenched teeth, peeking over your shoulder at the house that loomed menacingly behind you. 

Windows boarded over, paint peeling, the yard overgrown with weeds as it had sat vacant ever since that awful night almost thirty years ago, no one brave enough to inhabit the home where such evil had occurred. The house itself felt unsettled, a portal into a world of darkness and desolation, and you could almost feel the pain and the sadness that had once resided within those walls. 

“Alright, well, we’ll be back to collect you in the morning,” Steve sang pleasantly. “That is, if there’s anything left to collect.” He let out a loud laugh as he turned and made his way to his car. 

That had been part of the deal. Steve had dropped you off, not wanting the two of you to have a vehicle you could escape in if you wanted. Not that the two of you couldn’t walk. It wasn’t like Hawkins was New York City. It might take you a good forty-five minutes but you could make it back to Eddie’s trailer if you needed to. Steve was just being an ass, trying to make sure the two of you followed through. 

“Sorry,” Robin sighed, rushing forward to give you a quick hug. “It’s just one night. We’ll be back before you know it.”

“Yeah, right,” you murmured, watching your friends drive away, leaving you and Eddie standing on the walkway, staring up at the house that was framed in the last of the daylight, sun just beginning to set. Twelve hours, from sunset to sunrise. You could do this.

“Hey, we’re gonna be fine, sweetheart,” Eddie told you, his fingers locking with yours, the familiar feel of those chunky rings bringing you some comfort. “Besides, you got me.”

You snorted, rolling your eyes, “Oh, that’s reassuring.”

“Hey!”

“Let’s just get this over with,” you groaned, hiking your backpack over your shoulder before lifting your sleeping bag under your arm and stomping toward the house. 

“Baby, come on!” Eddie huffed, grabbing his own stuff, his footsteps loud behind you as he raced to keep up. “I know you’re annoyed but it doesn’t change the fact that we have to do this.”

“We only have to do this Eddie because you agreed to that stupid bet in the first place!”

“What’d you expect me to do? My manly pride was on the line!”

“Jesus Christ. Steve bet you that you couldn’t drink four beers in a row and then beat him in four laps around the track! You know he’s in better shape than you. The man was in every goddamn sport imaginable in high school. What did you think was going to happen?”

“He might be better at sports but I am way better at drinking. I figured he’d collapse halfway through.”

“King Steve? Steve of the epic parties every weekend at his house where there was always a keg? You really didn’t think he could hold his own when it came to drinking?”

Eddie chewed on his bottom lip, eyes squinting, that cute little scrunch happening with his nose but you couldn’t find anything cute right now. Because of him, you were now stuck staying in the goddamn murder house. You glared at the stained glass rose on the door as if it were to blame for all of this before you turned the knob and pushed it in. 

The guys had removed all the plywood that covered the door earlier before Eddie had used his expert lockpick skills to get it open. You’d stood, anxiously watching, hoping some divine intervention would be on your side, would keep them from being able to get the door opened. But no, of course not. The universe hated you, laughed in your face, mocked you because now you would be doing the one thing you feared the most. 

You’d avoided this house your whole life. Friends would think it was fun to bet each other to run up and just put a foot on the porch. They’d dart as quick as they could, laughing all the way back, infused with confidence at their glorious moment of triumph. You’d never partook, never cared to prove your bravery, never understood why anyone would want to.

The stories people told about that place were horrific. How could a husband and father do such things to his wife and children? Their limbs were snapped, eyes cut out of their head, jaws broken. Some people said he was possessed by Satan himself. Some people said he had a psychotic break after the horrible things he’d seen in the war. Some people said he was just a psycho like Michael Myers. 

“Okay,” Eddie relented, following you inside the foyer, kicking the door shut behind you. “Maybe I was a bit hasty not to consider all of those things but I couldn’t just let him assume he could beat me. He was taunting me, baby. I couldn’t let that stand.”

“And you had to drag me down with you?” you sighed, swallowing hard as you walked past the stairs and caught sight of the dining room, the place where the wife had been found. 

“Harrington included Buckley in the bet. I had to have a second. Besides, would you really want me to have to stay here all alone? What if I got scared? Who would hold me?”

“You could have managed.”

“Damn, that’s harsh, princess. I’ll hold you when you’re scared.”

“I wouldn’t be scared if it wasn’t for you. I wouldn’t be in this damn place if it wasn’t for you.”

Eddie stepped up beside you, a loud exclamation of excitement bursting from him, “Oh shit! This is where the wife was murdered, right? They found her on that table. This is so fucking cool.”

“Cool? Are you shitting me? Yeah, they found a woman whose husband tortured her on that table and they found his two little kids in the foyer we just walked through. A father murdering his children. That’s real cool, Eddie.”

He groaned in frustration as you turned, storming away from him and headed up the stairs. You didn’t really want to go any further into this nightmare but you also didn’t want to be standing where people had been killed and you definitely wanted to get away from him. Eddie and his stupid bets, stupid manly pride, stupid excitement over everything scary, haunted, or grotesque. 

“Oh…” you breathed, stepping into what had to be Alice’s bedroom. The small bed still sat, beautiful wooden headboard with a floral design, the colors long faded, a small nightstand next to it. Sitting on the bed was a sad looking teddy bear, covered in dust, as if frozen in time, just waiting for his little girl to return. 

You backed up. No, you couldn’t be in that room, definitely not that room. Your back bumped into something hard, something warm, something very much alive and a blood curdling scream clawed its way from your throat as you jumped and spun, fist ready to connect with whatever was about to cause you harm. 

“Whoa, whoa, whoa!” Eddie yelled, both hands held up in front of him. “Sorry about that. I didn’t mean to scare you. It’s just me, okay? It’s just me.”

“You absolute jerk!” you huffed, hand that had been prepared to swing now clutching your chest as you fought for breath. “Why would you sneak up on me in a haunted house?”

“I wasn’t sneaking, sweetheart, I swear. You must not have heard me. I just didn’t want you wandering around alone. Is…is that the girl’s room?” His eyes fell on the teddy bear. “Damn.”

“Yeah, you got anything to say about how sick or cool this is now?” you challenged, arms folding over your chest. 

“No. Look, it is cool to be in a house that’s been a goddamn legend in this town. Everyone talks about the murder house. I love anything creepy. But no, I don’t think it was cool that some guy hurt his family, okay?” His hand came to your waist, pulling you into him. “Come on, baby. I don’t want to fight with you all night. I’m sorry for dragging you into this. I’m sorry I let my stupid ego get the better of me with Harrington. But we’re here now, so can we at least make the best of it? I mean, big house all to ourselves, just you and me…”

Then Eddie’s lips were on your neck, tongue tracing, teeth pulling in the skin just above your pulsepoint and you were quickly forgetting why you’d ever been mad at him in the first place. He was good at that, making you forget that he’d been an asshole. Eddie played dirty, using his masterful skills to get you to forgive him in the very best way possible. 

Your eyes slipped closed, hand cradling the back of his head as those lips worked magic, igniting a fire over each inch of skin they touched. He pushed your jacket over your shoulders and it tumbled to the floor of the hallway with a soft swish. The shoulder of your top dragged down your arm and his mouth followed, worshiping each new bit of skin he exposed. 

“Fuck, what room you want, baby?” he mumbled over your skin. 

“Huh?” you managed through your haze, struggling to think beyond the way his lips were tenderly sucking the flesh of your collarbone. 

“What room? Need to get you in a room…”

You pulled back from him, eyes wide, “No. I can’t…we can’t…not in any of their rooms, Eddie. Are you kidding me?”

“Okay, downstairs then.”

“No. Absolutely not. That’s where everybody died.”

“Sweetheart, you’re killing me,” he whined, taking your hand and placing over the obvious bulge in his jeans. “You feel what you do to me? It’s so painful. You don’t want me in pain, do you?”

“Oh, don’t try to guilt me into it. You’re not in that much pain, you big old baby.”

“Attic.”

“What?”

Eddie grabbed onto your hand, dragging you down the hall to a small door, opening it to reveal another set of stairs. Your eyes widened, heart pounding in your chest as he pulled you behind him, up the stairs. 

“The attic? Seriously?” you squeaked. “The only thing worse than a basement in a creepy house is the attic in a creepy house.”

“Maybe but nobody died up here,” he stated, “at least that I know of.”

“What!?”

He chuckled, “Relax. I’m kidding. Nobody died up here, okay? Nothing bad happened up here. No one ever talks about the attic.” 

The two of you reached the top of the stairs, your eyes darting around, searching for any signs of danger, anything that told you that you should run. Sheets were draped over objects, giving them a menacing look, as if anything could be under there just waiting to jump out and grab you. But if you didn’t want to be downstairs or upstairs, this was about the only option left. 

“Eddie…” you began but you were silenced when his lips covered yours, swallowing whatever you were going to say, morphing it into a low moan. 

His hands covered your hips as he began to walk, moving you, until your back hit the wall at the far end of the attic. His tongue licked its way into your mouth to war with your own. Your fingers plunged into his hair, tugging at it until he groaned, pulling at your lower lip with his teeth in a way that had you whimpering. 

A rustling sound broke through your trance and you gasped, pulling back from him, eyes wide, searching for the source. Your fingers covered your bruised lips, frantic. Was someone up here? Had it been a mouse, a bat? None of those things sounded pleasant to you. 

“Baby,” Eddie growled, finger and thumb gripping your chin, pulling your face back to his. “Nothing is here. It’s just an old house. Old houses make sounds.”

“But what if…”

“Shh,” he urged, tongue slipping over your jaw, down your neck. “I’m going to fuck the fear right out of you, baby. You won’t be able to think about anything else.” Hands roughly dragged your top down, exposing your breasts, locking your arms against your sides. “Just relax and let Eddie take care of everything.”

“Eddie,” you breathed when his warm wet mouth covered the fabric of your lace bra, his hand covering your other breast. As his tongue teased one nipple, his fingers teased the other and he came through on his promise because suddenly, you didn’t care where you were. You couldn’t hear anything but the moans and gasps from your own lips, the murmurs of satisfaction that Eddie made when he pulled the tender bud between his teeth and you cried out his name.

Eddie’s tongue trailed between your breasts, up the hollow of your throat, over your jaw. His lips smashed against yours roughly, all lips, tongue, and teeth as if he were trying to devour you. His hand slid into the front of your leggings, past your panties and he growled roughly as you inhaled the sound. 

“So wet for me already. Spread your legs for me, baby.” You obeyed without question. “Good girl. Gonna make you feel so fucking good, baby. You love when I fuck that tight, little pussy, don’t you?”

You nodded, struggling as he slid one finger through your slick, teasing, his stroke far too gentle. Your hips rolled, needing more pressure, needing him to touch you, to fuck you with his fingers. 

“Need to hear you, beautiful. Tell me what you want me to do.”

“I want you to put your fingers inside me, Eddie, to touch my clit, to make me come…” you pleaded. “Please, baby.”

“Fuck, you make me so goddamn hard when you beg.” Two fingers pressed into your entrance as his thumb found your clit, pressing down and you groaned, the sound animalistic, a sound of pure relief. “That goddamn sound. I want to make you do it all the fucking time.” He curled those fingers, hitting that blissful place within you that had you screeching, back arching. “That feel good? Huh? You like that?”

“Yes…oh fuck…yes…” you groaned, wishing you had use of your arms so you could grab onto his shoulders and steady yourself. Your legs were quickly becoming useless beneath you. 

“I got you, baby.” As if Eddie could read your mind, he stepped into you, pressing the length of his body against yours, keeping you pinned against the wall as he sent you to levels of pleasure you’d never known existed until you’d met him. 

“Eddie, please don’t stop…” you whimpered as his thumb drew circles around your clit, his fingers opening and closing before he added a third, thrusting them along your spongy walls. 

“So polite for me. Don’t worry, baby. I’m not going to stop, not until you’re squirting all over my fingers and screaming my name so loud that even the ghosts will be scared away.”

Your chest rose and fell rapidly, legs trembling, fists clenched so tightly at your sides that your nails were digging into the flesh of your palms. You were racing up that big hill on the roller coaster, just cresting the top, about to plunge over the side. 

“Come for me, beautiful,” urged Eddie. “Let all the monsters, ghouls, and goblins know exactly who you belong to.”

“Eddie…I…oh…fuuuuck!”

Your back arched, breath catching in your throat as you shuddered, the force of your orgasm rocking your body. Eddie kept you pinned between him and the wall as he worked you through it, his movements slowing, more gentle as he felt you slowly coming down until your forehead collapsed against his shoulder. 

“Baby, you look so fucking beautiful when you come,” he rasped against your ear, his hands gripping your hips once again before he spun you around, pressing your front flat against the window just to the left. His hands grabbed onto your leggings and panties, dragging them down your legs to your knees, effectively confining them just as your arms were in your top. “Need to see it again.”

You heard the sound of his belt unbuckling, of his zipper as it dragged down the front of his jeans, your center already pulsing with need all over again, your body never able to get enough of him. You could never fully be satisfied when it came to Eddie, craving him like a drug. 

“Let’s give all the monsters a real show, huh, princess?”

Then his hips rocked toward you and his cock slid into you, bottoming out in one rough thrust. You moaned, cheek smashed against the dusty glass. One of Eddie’s hands held your hip, the other palming your lace covered breast, keeping you upright as he began to move, rocking into you again and again, hitting deeper each time until you felt like you could feel him everywhere. 

“How does it feel, baby?”

“So good…”

“Just good?” he grunted. “We’ll have to fix that.”

His hand came around your throat, dragging you up until your back was pressed against his chest. He stepped forward and you gasped when your breasts smashed against the cool glass. Two of his fingers forced their way into your mouth. 

“Make ‘em nice and wet for me, princess,” he ordered, a purr rumbling his chest when you did as you were told. “That’s it.” 

His hand slid between your bodies, the other one pressing between your shoulder blades, bending your over once again until your cheek met the window. Those two fingers pressed against the tight little hole between your asscheeks and you groaned loudly as he teased first one and then both inside, matching the thrusting of his cock. 

“Better than good now, baby?”

“Jesus…” you whimpered. 

“No sweetheart, but I promise you’ll feel like you’ve ascended into heaven by the time I’m done with you.” He thrust, fingers and cock, completely filling you with him until you thought you were burst from the sensation of it. “Fuck, you’re so goddamn tight. So good, baby. You feel so fucking good, taking me so perfect like the good little slut you are.”

You were a whimpering mess at his words, loving when he degraded you but only in the bedroom. Eddie knew where the line was and he had never crossed it. What happened during sex was different than how you were with each other outside of that. It was that level of respect that allowed you to enjoy him getting rough and nasty. 

“Come for me, baby. I know you want to. I can feel it. You love when I play with that tight little asshole, don’t you?”

“Yes…fuck…baby, I’m so close. I’m so…I…”

You screamed, walls pulsing around his cock. You felt him twitch within you and then he grunted, curses falling from his mouth, his free hand grabbing your shoulder as he thrust in hard, pumping you full of his release. You mewled softly as his legs bent, fingers leaving your body, the two of you sinking to the floor, collapsing next to each other. 

“Jesus…fuck…” Eddie muttered, glancing over at you, still confined in your clothing. He chuckled. “Sorry, baby. Let me get that.” His hands grabbed onto your shirt, pulling it up so you had use of your arms again. 

You reached down, pulling up your panties and underwear as Eddie slowly got his own situated. One arm flung over his head as the other one reached out for you, fingers beckoning you closer. 

“Come here.”

You rolled, content to curl into the safety of your boyfriend. He hummed into your hair, lips pressing against your forehead. Your fingers played with those chestnut locks you loved so much.

“That was…holy shit,” you laughed, kissing just under his jaw.

“Yeah, holy shit about covers it. Did you want to sleep up here? I can grab our sleeping bags and bring everything up.”

“Yeah. I don’t know how much sleeping I’ll actually get done but I guess up here is better than down there.”

“Oh, I can easily occupy all night if you need,” he teased, rolling you on top of him, peppering your face with kisses until you were giggling. “So, am I forgiven?”

You sighed, “Yeah jackass. You’re forgiven.”

You both gasped, covering your eyes as bright light suddenly flooded the room. Turning your head, you saw it was a bulb hanging in the middle of the attic, burning brighter than any light you’d ever seen.

“What the…” Eddie murmured. 

“Eddie…” you moaned and not for a good reason this time. This was not right. This was not…nobody had turned on that light. How was some bulb in a house no one had lived in for decades, a bulb that should have been burnt out long ago, suddenly lighting up the room like the midday sun. 

With a shatter, the bulb exploded and you both screamed, Eddie’s body coming to cover yours, as the attic was plunged into darkness once more.

[lolahasmoxie]

You: babe, did you set up for the trick or treaters?

Eddie: left everything in the bowl with a sign so we won’t be interrupted.

You: wait, you put out all the candy?

Eddie: candy?

[enam3l]

rockstar eddie munson does halloween

I hit 100 followers which to me is crazy so to celebrate here is a special rockstar eddie halloween head-canons! thank you so much and i hope you have the best halloween

you can read all rockstar eddie munson stories and lore including Halloween pt 2 at #enamels rockstar eddie

Every year without fail, a Halloween party is held at Steve's house. It started in 87 and has been going strong ever since

You knew you were truly in love with Eddie once you spent your first Halloween together and saw how excited he was for it, how his eyes were lit up from at least 2 weeks before the 31st. You knew his friends and he was desperate to bring you to their big Halloween bash

The gang knew you and Eddie were endgame when he said he was bringing you to the Halloween party

Eddie was pretty sure he was in love with you but he knew you were his soulmate when you walked on him making extravagant decorations for the party and left just to come back with more supplies. You both spent the next 48 hours covered in PVA glue, glitter and fake spiderwebs

Eddie is pretty sure his heart stopped beating when you nervously asked him if you wanted to do a couples costume and suggested Aragorn and Arwen

You arrived together at Steve's the day before the party to set up the decorations you'd both crafted. Because he lived on his own and just in an apartment, Eddie never bothered to decorate his own place. Before he can stop himself as you're hanging a skeleton from the ceiling he blurts out 'I can't wait until we have our own home to decorate'

As Eddie panics and tries to work out how he can undo what he said, you look to him with a big grin and say 'We'll have one to decorate by next year.' The second you were home from Steve's you went looking for apartments, giddy you'd both finally admitted you wanted to live together

After getting married the pair of you decided it was time to move on from the apartment you got together and get a house in the hopes of starting a family. Eddie had of coursed argued getting a house meant you'd now have an attic to cram even more spooky paper mache creations

The perks of a house meant you could now decorate the outside and one of Eddie's proudest achievements was realising people were travelling just to see your home at Halloween. He'd sit by the front window, ecstatic as he watched people approach the house and seeing their reactions. He loved how children would look as if they'd stepped into a portal to another world. You loved seeing people appreciate how creative your husband was and how he was bringing years of his DnD universes to life

As the group got older and began to have children, Steve's parties continued. They now just started earlier for the kids who ran riot around a huge bonfire the men would put together. Once the kids were in bed, you all continued to party like you were teenagers again

And of course yours and Eddie's couples costumes continued even to the present day. Over the years you'd now been Edward Scissorhands and Kim, Gomez and Morticia and Jon Snow and Daenerys

Admittedly there were a few costumes you'd bought that never made it out the bedroom. Jessica Rabbit and Catwoman for example were banned by Eddie as he admitted he couldn't behave in public with you dressed like that

The worst part about Halloween was that Eddie returned to his most feral teenage boy self and attempted to live off a diet of candy. You wish you could say you've never had to replace your kids trick or treating sweets because your husband ate them all... but you had... multiple times

With your first baby you were around 4 months pregnant when Halloween came around. Eddie insisted on painting your small bump that had recently appeared as a pumpkin. And whenever he answered the door to trick or treaters he began to tear up at the children just thinking about how he'd have his own to take out this time next year

That year for Steve's you'd joked you could go as Alien and have a little alien ripping out your tshirt over your bump. Eddie did not find this funny. He refused to speak to you for several hours but continued to talk to the bump and apologise for its mother's behaviour

Before your first child (a little girl) was born, Eddie had already collected a variety of costumes for her. She was only 6 months old for her first Halloween but Eddie took her in her pram with Steve's nuggets so she could still have her first taste of trick or treating. That year the two of you brought back your Aragorn and Arwen costume but now gave your daughter and oversized ring so she could be a very cute Gollum

Once you had your second child you did the Addams Family. You as Morticia, Eddie as Gomez, your daughter as Wednesday and your new daughter as Pugsley. Dustin was a very willing Uncle Fester

Eddie's Halloween antics have become infamous today. Your kids mobbed online for requests of the decorations and yours and Eddie's couples costume each year

Oh, and he's still made you keep the Jessica Rabbit costume just incase

my requests are open as always! let me know what more rockstar eddie stuff you want or just anything else!

[pleasantlycrazyworld]

I'm just Ken

Eddie dressed up like Ken for Halloween because you made him. Now that may seem like you're a couple...when you think of Ken you think of him dating Barbie but alas you two aren't together. Where he sees love, it's clear you just see a friend.

Either way, he was just excited to hang out with you. When he first heard that Steve was throwing a Halloween party he was planning on bailing. He had a date with the couch and cheesy horror movies but then he got a call from you squealing on and on about how you found the cutest Barbie costume but you just needed a Ken to accessorize with. Hearing the excitement in your voice made his heart race. Thinking of you wanting him to be your Ken! That made his heart race even more so he agreed but as soon as he hung up he felt a sense of dread fall on him. There was no more of your joyful voice telling him that you'll plan the whole thing, there was just the feeling that he now has now that he realized that the whole night he'll have to do the sad nod and explain no you aren't dating...sadly.

This feeling really carries with him for the next few days but as soon as he saw you the feeling vanishes. All he can feel are these weird excitement butterflies, if he's being truthful he only gets this feeling when he sees you. As he is daydreaming you finally approach him and it isn't until your voice graces the air that he snaps out of it. "Are we still on for Saturday?" You asked hopeful, as if he would ever flake on you. "Of course we are sweetheart" He says as nonchalantly as he possibly can, trying his hardest to not show that his heart is pounding out of his chest. A faint blush dusted your cheeks and if he wasn't staring in awe at you he would've completely missed the pink. You end up saying goodbye before he can question what he saw and to his dismay he doesn't get to see you again until you are knocking on his front door with a bag of makeup and the costumes in your arms.

He opens the door as soon as he hears the knocking and you immediately rush in. "Oh, Eddie! I have never been so excited for a party before! Look at what I got us!" You walk further into the small trailer and lay the costumes out on the couch. Eddie's eyes wince at all the hot pink but he makes sure that you just see a smile. "That looks great" he mutters as he watches you gather your stuff once more and leave to the bathroom. "Get dressed! I'll be ready in a few!" You call out from behind the bathroom door and all he can do is chuckle and grab what is left in front of him. Damn. This is going to be a long night. He thinks to himself as he starts to change.

Thankfully his outfit contained no pink at all. It also doesn't contain a shirt...He ties his bandana around his head and fixes the fur coat to sit more on his shoulders. As he walks out of his room, you walk out of the bathroom and walk right into his bare chest. You squeal and take a step back to get a good look at him. "Eddie! Oh, you look amazing!" You smile up at him with a big, bright pink smile and his cheeks nearly match the shade of lipstick you chose. You grip his arm and pull him to the door, "Come on Ed we have to go or we will be late!"

At the party, the first people you run into are Steve and Robin, who are also Barbie and Ken ironically. Steve chuckles seeing the version of Ken you chose to go along with your Barbie and Eddie looks him up and down. "Hi, Barbie!" You and Robin say at the same time with sharp little waves. Steve waves to Eddie, "Hi...Ken?" This makes Eddie roll his eyes, "I'm the much better Ken."

Robin chuckles and then asks, "So, are you like rock star Ken or something?" Eddie shakes his head and shrugs, "I'm just Ken"

It isn't long until Eddie loses his Barbie, he sighs and walks to the punch bowl hoping that someone has already spiked it. Not shortly after his arrival Steve walks over and Eddie looks towards him with a look on his face "Is this our destiny? I'm going to be honest with you Harrington, these feelings I'm having for her...god they're driving me insane" Steve looks over at him feeling bad for his friend "well what are the feelings? How do you feel about her?" Eddie just shakes his head as he watches you dance out on the dance floor with Robin and sighs. "I can't even explain them."

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Author note: This came to me as I was listening to the song again one day when I was driving. When I hit 400 followers I think I'll do a song blurb prompt list thing but I'm not sure yet. Also HAPPY OCTOBER! Literally one of my favorite months and I'm hoping to write more Halloween-themed things! Love you all <3

[sofiiel]

'Cause I can thrill you more...

than any ghoul would ever dare try.

[artbean]

@eddiemonth day 30: costume

reblog so others can vote!

check back on the 30th to see what he ends up wearing!!

[oneforthemunny]

I have an idea!! trick or treating w janitor!eddie & the kids maybe or even rockstar!eddie. honestly any and all the dads going trick or treating with their kids would be fun to see :))

it's tricky |dad!rockstar!eddie munson x mom!nepo baby! reader|

you can read janitor!eddie's version here and the rest of my spooky story series here!

October 31st, 1999- Hawkins, Indiana

"You got it, Kensie." You coo, grinning at her sweetly, pushing the twin's double stroller in a soothing stride over the dried, fallen leaves that littered the sidewalks.

The four year old looked back, both hands clutching the plastic orange bucket, brown eyes rounded in pure fear, horror- like she hadn't done this at least fifteen times tonight.

"Go up, Kens. Go up with Sephy." Eddie nodded, standing by the path, hands balled in his leather jacket. It was definitely different from Calabasas, that was for sure. Colder, not that Eddie minded- it felt more like Halloween.

The streets filled with kids screeching and darting around in store bought or handmade costumes, not decked in designer looking runway ready being paraded around by their parents on golf carts. It was for the kids, not a social event. Plastic bowls filled with real candy, not whatever the fuck fruit leather is. That had finalized his decision to spend Halloween in Hawkins this year- give the girls a real Halloween.

Persephone gave her sister a bored look, eyes rolling when they met Eddie's with an unamused expression- she looked just like you. "Daddy, she's not going. She's scared." Persephone huffed, five years old and full of sass.

Eddie bit back a smirk. "Go ahead." He nodded towards her. "Kens, if you're not gonna go up, then come stand back here with me."

"No." Kensington shook her head. "You come with me."

Eddie blinked. Every atom in his body screamed "no". He was back in his hometown, with all the fuckers who never left and used to make his life a living hell. Yeah, he'd done better than anyone ever expected, that was an understatement, but he was in their arena here. On their turf.

"Kens, just go with your sister." Eddie countered, crouching to her level. "I'm right here."

"But I want you to come with me." Kensie pouted, arms crossed over her Belle costume, curls slipping out of the bun. "I don't wanna go alone."

The little shake in her voice, eyes rounding nearly pitifully, Eddie knew he was done for, hand reaching to hers, walking up the cobbled steps. You smirked, adjusting the blankets over the twins. He was such a push over now.

Eddie grimaced, heart pounding with dread when Kensington jammed a gloved finger into the doorbell. The door opened, an older man with a bright, festive bowl opening the door.

"Oh, hello there! Look at you." He grinned down at Kensie, her body curling into Eddie's leg, shy at the attention and the stranger.

"What do you say, huh?" Eddie muttered, hand rubbing down her back sweetly.

"Trick-or-Treat." Kensie squeaked, holding her bucket out slightly.

"There you go." The man laughed, dropping a colorful wrapper into her plastic pumpkin. "Have a good- Munson?"

Eddie's eyes snapped, meeting the man's eyes, face falling slightly. "No shit." Eddie muttered, eyes snapping to Kensie carefully. "Principal Higgins?"

"So it is you?" Higgins hummed, lips pressed together, bowl hugged to his hip.

Eddie could feel the heat rising to his cheeks. Suddenly, he was seventeen again, being told he wasn't graduating on time. "Yeah, yeah, it is."

"Thought you were in Hollywood?" Higgins' eyes narrowed.

"We live in Calabasas." Persephone chirped, head poking around Eddie's leg. "Not Hollywood."

Eddie cringed slightly, shoulders tense. Higgins didn't scoff, didn't snap at her, no back handed comment- no. He smiled. Laughed.

"I'm guessing these two are yours?" He grinned at Eddie.

"Yeah, and the other two in the stroller- twins." Eddie pointed behind him. "They're with my wife right now."

"Right. The film producer's daughter?" Higgins asked. Eddie nodded, chest boasting with pride.

"Well, gotta admit, I never thought the kid that flipped me off when he finally graduated would do that much in life," Higgins looked at Eddie, eyes crinkling slightly in a smile. "But looks like you did really good for yourself, Edward. Congratulations."

"Thank you. I have." Eddie nodded, hand smoothing down Kensie's curls. "Good to see you, Higgins."

"You too, Edward. Happy Halloween." Higgins waved, shutting the door behind him.

"What candy did you get?" You asked, eyes bright when you looked at Persephone.

"I got Skittles." Persephone grinned, tilting her basket so you could see.

"Oh, you know those are my favorite." You grinned, pushing the stroller down the path with one hand, your free one grabbing Persephone's gloved hand to hold. "Will you share with me?"

"I guess." Persephone shrugged. "Can I go?" She asked, looking at Kensie and Eddie trailing behind the two of you.

"Sure, go ahead. Make sure you say 'thank you.'" You nodded. Her bright pink costume stood out even in the night time. She had insisted on being the pink Power Ranger, so you had a custom costume made. Not as fancy as the other mothers in Calabasas did, but nicer- warmer too. Fleece lined and thick so she didn't have to wear a jacket. It kills the look.

"Kensie, are you going?" You asked, looking at the small girl who had made her way into Eddie's arms.

"No." Kensie shook her head, face rubbing into Eddie's neck sleepily. "Can I sit in the stroller, Mama?"

"The stroller?" You asked, tone light and playful, hoping to keep her crankiness away. "There's no room in there for you, silly girl."

"But I want to." Kensie whined, lip jutting dramatically.

"Hey, stop that." Eddie warned. "I'm holding you. You don't need to go in the stroller."

Kensie's face twisted, nose scrunching furiously. "I want Mama to hold me." She reached towards you.

"Ok," You hummed, taking her in your arms, ignoring Eddie's protests. "I think I need to take the twins back anyways before they wake up, so we'll go back to Grandpa Wayne's, and Daddy will stay with Sephy."

"You know how to get back?" Eddie asked.

"Do I know how to walk in a straight line back to the house?" You lifted a brow. "Yeah, I think I've got it." Your tone clipped, rolling your eyes.

Eddie's lips twisted, rolling his own eyes. "Alright, Princess. We won't be too long." He muttered, pressing a kiss to your cold cheek.

"C'mon, Kensie. Let's go show Grandpa all your candy you got." You hum, one hand cradling her, the other pushing the stroller.

You made it look too easy, Eddie thought, eyes shining in pure wonder, total adoration at you. His bratty Beverly Hills girl turned into a mom- a good mom.

"Daddy, look!" Persephone giggled, waving the bright orange wrapper in Eddie's face. "I got a pumpkin one." She grinned proudly, the Reese's held between her gloved hands.

"Ooh, this is the good house, huh? We gotta remember that for next year. Maybe bring a couple costumes so you can keep going back, you think that would work?" Eddie grinned at the laugh Persephone gave.

"No," Persephone giggled, taking Eddie's hand while they walked to the next house. "They would 'member."

"Yeah, you're probably right." Eddie smiled, squeezing her hand lightly. "I think Grandpa has some back at the house anyways. I bet if you ask real nice he'll give you one."

"He already gave me one last night." Persephone said smugly. "Before bed, but he said not to tell you or-or you'd eat them all."

Eddie feigned shock, like he didn't see the whole "sneaky" interaction. Wayne pulling open the Snoopy cookie jar filled with candy, sneaking her one with a wink, finger pressed over his lips.

"He did?" Eddie gasped, Persephone giggling and nodding. "And you didn't share with me?"

"No," Persephone shook her head at him dramatically. "Grandpa gave it to me. You-You woulda ate it all!" She pointed at him.

Eddie's heart swelled with warmth, dimpled creased smile on his face. "Yeah, you're probably right, kid." He shrugged. "Will you at least tell me where he hid them?"

"No." Persephone shook her head. "But I'll let you have one of mine... and the dots."

"The dots?" Eddie's nose scrunched dramatically. "You're giving me the bad candy?"

"Yeah." Persephone chirped. "You can have what I don't want."

Eddie snorted. She was such your kid sometimes. "Thanks, kid. Make sure you say thank you, alright?" He patted her back lightly, leaning against the fence while she darted away in a flash of neon pink.

Bonus:

"This shit is so gross." Eddie gagged, chewing the impossibly stale but somehow chewy candy. "Who the fuck eats this?" He looked at the bright yellow box of Dots.

"You apparently." You giggled, feet in his lap, a pile of wrappers between the two of you.

The girls had gone to bed hours ago. Persephone was true to her word, leaving you and Eddie her rejects and one Reese's pumpkin. Luckily, Kensie had a few better options you sifted through.

Hocus Pocus played on a loop on the TV in front of you, volume lowered to a hush in the guest room of the Hawkins' home. "Stop eating it." You laughed, slapping the box lightly out of Eddie's hand when he ate another, retching dramatically again.

"It's so bad," Eddie shook his head, face puckered in disgust. "And I can't stop eating them."

"Here," You tossed him a Snickers. "Cleanse your pallet with this, you freak."

Eddie grinned, finger gliding under your foot playfully, making you squeal. "How's the baby doing?"

"They're down still, I think. I haven't heard them-"

"-No," Eddie shook his head, nodding towards you.

"Oh," You hummed, hand gliding down your tummy. You hadn't even started to show yet. "They're good. Liking the candy."

"I think it's a boy this time." Eddie grinned wide and bright, it made your heart skip. "You're less sick this time. You're always sick with girls."

"Yeah, maybe." You nod, unwrapping a Skittles bag. "Could be triplets this time, knowing our luck."

Eddie snorted, nearly choking on his candy. "Can you imagine?"

"A nightmare." You roll your eyes. "The twins almost killed me. I was huge."

"Yeah," Eddie's eyes darkened, grin spreading wider and wider. "You looked so fuckin' hot."

You scoffed, rolling your eyes at him. "You're sick, Munson."

"I've been told that a few times before." Eddie smirked. "Never heard you complain though. You like it when I'm a little sick, don't you, baby." Eddie growled, tossing the candy to the side, hand wrapped around your ankle to pull you closer.

You squealed, drug through the pile of candy playfully, Eddie's wild curls silhouetted by the glow of the screen. He crawled over you, knees on either side of your hips, straddling you, hands by your head- a familiar position. A dangerous position.

Eddie's head ducked down, bangs tickling your forehead, lips pressed to yours while your legs wrapped around his waist, hands tangling in his hair.

[ashwhowrites]

Okay, hear me out!

So reader and Eddie go to a horror movie on a date right? Except Eddie thought it was a slasher, not like paranormal shit and that really scares him. Soooo, he has to call reader at like 1 am cause he keeps thinking that he sees something or hears something and can't sleep. 💋💋💋💋

I just wanna see poor baby Eddie all scared and get the cuddles he deserves.

I think we need to have some date nights where we watch paranormal movies 💋💋💋💋

Y/N and Eddie were both freaks about Halloween. They loved it, and they loved all the dates that October would bring. They've done the haunted houses, hay rides, and pumpkin patches. They saw every horror film that hit the theaters.

And tonight, Y/N found another film for them to watch. Eddie agreed, not bothering to ask what it was. He can handle horror movies, and they always picked slasher films, so he wasn't worried.

Eddie wrapped his arm around Y/N as they settled in their seats. The popcorn was in his lap while they held their candy.

"What are we seeing anyway?' He asked, throwing a handful of popcorn in his mouth. He threw his feet on the seat in front of him.

"Some paranormal thingy," Y/N said, shrugging as they didn't give the movie much thought. But Eddie froze as he went to take a sip of his drink.

"as in demons and shit?" He asked, his voice was shaky which caused them to look up at him. They took in his nervous eyes and shaking foot.

"A little bit. I don't think it's much possession, just scary shit happening without an explanation." They tried to hide her smirk as he looked even more nervous.

The lights dimmed and Eddie gripped their shoulder.

~~~

Y/N didn't know a single thing that happened in the movie, and they were fine with that. They spent the whole time watching Eddie jump and hide at every jump scare. He even hid during parts that weren't meant to be scary. They have never seen Eddie so terrified. He'd watch murder with wide eyes and volume on a hundred. But now he had popcorn all over his lap and the floor, his eyes behind his jacket.

"So what did you think?" They teased, Eddie's hand gripping theirs. He was shuffling his feet close to them, not letting them get an inch ahead.

"It was dumb! If some demon was throwing my shit around, I'd be pissed." Eddie said, shaking his head. Y/N laughed and jumped in the van.

Eddie ranted about the film the whole way to Y/N's house. They laughed behind their hand at his lies. He declared that he'd show the demon who was in charge and that he'd never let a demon run him out of his own house.

"Sure you would, babe." They said, pecking his lips. They waved bye as they went into their house.

~~~

Y/N wasn't sure what time it was when Eddie called, they rubbed their eyes and reached for the phone.

"Hello?"

"There's a demon in my room!" Eddie whispered, his eyes looking around every corner of his room. He could feel his heart racing as another crack landed against his window.

"Eddie, there's nothing there. Demons aren't out to get you." They sighed.

"I can hear it whispering! Then it pounds on my window.....I'm scared." Eddie whispered

"Baby, it's okay. There's nothing there. I'm sure it's just the wind." They said through a yawn.

"And you know who said that? Tracy and she died!" Eddie panicked, and he slowly crept towards his window. He stood up slowly and looked out the window.

"That was fake! You're okay, and you're safe." Y/N said softly, "You have a big tree outside your window, I'm sure the branch is hitting it."

Eddie felt relief fill him when the branch smacked against the window, the sound the same as before.

"You're right. Thank you, baby." He sighed, hanging up the phone. He shook his head and got back in bed. He closed his eyes for a few seconds, then snapped them open. He quickly turned on his lamp. The extra light gave him comfort as he closed his eyes again.

~~~

Eddie threw the covers over his head as he heard sounds everywhere. The sound of feet walking on the gravel, the footsteps creaking on the stairs leading to his trailer, and the doorknob wiggling. He swore he could hear the sound of his front door creeping open, the squeak of the hinges.

"Eddie, Eddieeeeee?" A voice called out in a whisper

"Please let me live," Eddie said out loud, still buried underneath his blankets.

Eddie let out a high-pitched scream when the blanket was pulled from his head, his eyes shut as he screamed over and over.

"BABY ITS ME!" Y/N screamed, standing right next to the lamp.

Eddie snapped open his eyes and closed his mouth as he saw Y/N standing there. His heart racing as he smacked their arm

"YOU SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME!" He yelled, giving them a glare

Y/N crossed their arms and gave Eddie a look, "I'm sorry. But drop the glare or I'll go right back home and let the demon get you."

Eddie quickly softened his eyes and grabbed Y/N. Yanking them on the bed as he hid in their neck. Y/N laughed but wrapped their arms around him. They placed a soft kiss on his head and rubbed his back.

"See, you're safe," Y/N said, looking down at their adorable terrified boyfriend.

"Don't leave," Eddie muttered against their skin.

"Never would"

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[athena-writes-i-guess]

Scare Zone

Pairing: Eddie Munson x fem!reader (reader is referred to as a girl a few times)

Summary: Eddie finds a flier for the first ever Hawkins Scare Zone and asks you to go with him.

Word count: 2824

Warning: established relationship, pet names, scare zone/haunted house descriptions, fake blood and weapons mentioned, clowns, fluff, very very light hurt/comfort.

A/N: Hello! This is my Halloween special! This is a little special in the same world and storyline as my series, Mixtape. You do not have to have read it to read this, this is a one-shot but the same reader from that is in this! I went to a bunch of scare zones when I was on vacation and I thought it would be fun to write about going to one with Eddie! I really hope you like this!

Masterlist

“Babe!” Eddie called out as he hopped out of his van, slamming the door shut before bounding up to you as you sat on his porch waiting for him. “Sorry I’m late, pretty girl.” He said before pressing a chaste kiss to your lips.

“It’s okay Eds, I got some reading done while I waited.” You smiled up at him as you took the hand he presented.

“Whatcha reading this time?” He asked as he helped you stand up and led you to the side door of his trailer.

“Dracula.” You laughed as you followed him through the now unlocked door and into his bedroom. “It felt seasonally appropriate.” You smiled brightly up at him as you plopped yourself down on his bed.

“It definitely is.” He smiled. “You’ll have to tell me how you like it, I read it a couple years ago.” He said, digging for something in his back pocket as he stood in front of you. He pulled out a folded neon orange paper and started unfolding it, a goofy grin on his face. “I saw this flier at the record shop, I thought we could go.”

He handed the paper to you and printed in black ink it read “Hawkins Scare Zone: Every Friday and Saturday in October”.

“Scare Zone?” You asked, looking up at your boyfriend with a quirked brow.

“Yeah! It’s their first time doing one of these. I think it’s where they have actors come out and scare you. I bet it’s gonna be lame cause its Hawkins. But I bet we can make it fun.” He said eagerly, nodding his head in encouragement.

You bit your lip in faux contemplation before shooting him a bright smile, “You’ll hold my hand the whole way right?” You asked.

Eddie beamed, “Of course! Gotta keep my baby safe.” He teased lightly. He took your hands in his and squeezed them lightly.

“Want to go to the one tonight?” You asked as you reciprocated the gesture.

Eddie nodded his head enthusiastically, “Oh yeah. We can get some burgers at the diner before and head over.”

So that’s what you did, and how you now found yourself standing in a long line of mostly older teens and young adults at the Hawkins fairgrounds. You were clutching your ticket tightly in one hand while the other was clinging to Eddie’s. He turned his head to you and took in the anxious expression you were trying to hide.

“Remember, they’re just actors babe. Nothing to worry about.” He whispered as he leaned in to leave a kiss to your cheek.

“I know, my friends tried to get me to go to one back in California. But I always made an excuse not to go. Our cat seems to get sick a lot around Halloween.” You chuckled with a somewhat bashful smile.

Eddie laughed as he let go of your hand to snake his arm around your waist, pulling you flush into his side as his other hand grasped the one of yours that he had just released. “Who knew that badass who went up against those demobats was such a little scaredy cat.” He teasingly whispered in your ear.

You smirked at that, “I’ll have you know I was terrified the entire time, I almost pissed myself when they started swarming.” You joked, Eddie threw his head back as he laughed and squeezed your side as the line started moving into the event.

The two of you followed the crowd as it grouped around some of the employees as they explained the rules of the event. You were currently in the main event area where there were concessions and some carnival games. Eddie pulled you over to one, the balloon popping dart game, and laid down the $2 fee to play.

He shot you a knowing wink before throwing dart after dart and hitting a balloon each time. Impressing you, and the employee working the counter. “Well, you win. Which one do you want?” He asked, pointing to the wall of stuffed animals.

Your boyfriend turned to you, “Which one dolly?” He asked with a proud smile on his face. You beamed and pointed to a stuffed jack o'lantern. “One pumpkin for the lady please.” He said to the employee who just rolled his eyes as he grabbed one of the stuffed pumpkins off the wall and then handed it to Eddie who then gave it to you.

“Thank you Eddie! Who knew you were so good at darts!” You exclaimed as you hugged the Jack O'Lantern briefly before Eddie resumed his previous hold on you, one arm wrapped around your waist as the other held your free hand.

“I’m full of surprises, sweet thing. Let’s go to the scares now though.” He said with a large smile.

Eddie led you through an archway that brought you into the scare zone that you would have to walk through to get to the haunted houses. You could already hear the distant sounds of chainsaws and manic laughter through the fog in front of you.

You squeezed the metalheads hand tightly as he pulled you forward. “I got you sweetheart.” Eddie encouraged as you walked into the foggy darkness. You heard the screaming of couples in front of you as you moved, causing the hair to stand up on your body as the anticipation got to you.

Suddenly a man covered in blood ran out of the darkness from your left wielding a large chainsaw as he laughed maniacally. You didn’t want to, but you couldn’t stop the scream from escaping from your throat as you jumped and turned into Eddie as he laughed and he led you away from the actor.

“Keep your girl close.” You heard the man yell out in a gravely voice from behind you as you moved.

“Oh I definitely will.” Eddie called back, completely unphased.

You made it through the zone quickly with Eddie holding you tight to his side and now you found yourselves in the area where they held the entrances to the 3 houses they had. You looked at each of the signs: Simon’s Slaughterhouse, Phantom Lake, and Twisted Carnival.

“Which should we do first?” You asked, looking up at your boyfriend as he thought. “The Carnival?”

“Definitely the slaughterhouse one.” Eddie said quickly, pulling you towards the house entrance.

The line for this one wasn’t as long as some of the others and you got into the area quickly. You walked in and you were greeted with the interior of a disheveled house. You walked through the blood-stained living room as an actor dressed as a knitting grandma sat in a rocking chair and told you how delicious you would taste once her son got to you.

“Hey, only I get to taste my girlfriend!” Eddie exclaimed, receiving an “Eddie!” as you flushed and pulled him into the next room. He laughed as he followed you, taking in the decorations around him as you walked through the numerous rooms.

You were walking down a particularly dark hallway and couldn’t feel where Eddie was anymore as he had dropped your hand. “Eddie?” You said quietly, there was no response. You tried to look around but you couldn't see anything as you squeezed your new stuffed animal tightly. Where had he gone?

Your nerves were starting to rise when all of a sudden you felt someone land behind you and grab both of your sides with a loud “Boo!” Causing you to scream and jerk forward into the next room.

“Hey, hey, sweetheart! It’s just me!” Eddie called after you as he followed you quickly. He grabbed your hand as you fled and brought you back to him. “I’m sorry baby. I thought it would be funny.” He chuckled softly as he pulled you flush with him again and kept walking you through the maze.

“It wasn’t Eddie! You scared the shit outta me!” You exclaimed as you were led through the blood stained room.

“That’s the whole point!” You heard the actor laugh at you as he pretended to saw a body in half.

“Sorry pretty girl.” Eddie laughed lightly as he brought you into the next room.

There were fake body parts hanging from the ceiling as you walked through a freezer and you had to brush past as you walked through. A figure jumped out from behind a fake torso, “You’ll end up here too!” He yelled as he brandished a large knife in front of you, causing you to jump and hide in Eddie’s neck as he led you out laughing.

You exited the maze and were now out in the event area that led to the other houses. “You better not try that again, Munson.” You scolded as you pulled Eddie to the next house, Phantom Lake.

~~

“Hold on, what the fuck didn’t you just say?” Eddie asked with his eyebrows furrowed and an amused grin on his face.

It was much later, you had gone through the other house which was camp themed with a serial killer chasing you throughout like Friday the 13th and now you were waiting in the line for the last house of the evening, Twisted Carnival.

“The song is a song about a dance song. It’s like making a song about the Electric Slide song but Halloween themed.” You explained as you played with the rings on his hand that you were holding.

“The Monster Mash?” Eddie quirked his head with a fond smile.

“Yeah! The lyrics are about a guy walking through his castle while a bunch of monsters do a dance called the Monster Mash. The song we are hearing is not the song they are dancing to. We are listening to a song about monsters dancing to a different song called the Monster Mash.” You laughed.

“Babe, you’re blowing my mind here.” Your boyfriend explained before he pulled you close to him to leave a wet kiss to your cheek as you walked through the entrance to the maze.

You practically preen into the affection before Eddie jumped away from you, startled, as a small woman dressed as a clown jumped in front of you with a loud scream while honking a horn. You screamed in response, scared yourself, but were shocked by the yelp that came from your boyfriend behind you.

“Babe keep moving!” You heard from him as he pushed you forward, clinging to you from behind.

His voice sounded shaky and nervous. Was Eddie Munson scared? The man who had seen and been through so much a few months ago in the Upsidedown was scared in a haunted house? A clown themed one at that? The same man who laughed and joked his way through all the other houses you went through tonight was now holding onto you tightly as you led the way through the circus themed maze.

You smiled fondly to yourself as you felt Eddie’s sweaty hands squeeze yours as you walked through a door and into a dimly lit mirror maze. You took in Eddie’s expression as you caught a glimpse in a mirror in front of you. His eyebrows were both furrowed and raised high in concern, his eyes were scanning the room frantically, wide and scared, and he seemed to be mumbling something under his breath as he walked. You listened closely over the carnival music they were playing through the house.

“Are you singing Sabbath lyrics under your breath?” You questioned him as you walked forward, spying the next clown as he showed up in one of the mirrors in front of you.

“It calms me down!” Eddie defended, his grip on your hand was incredibly tight as he followed you though. You laughed lightly at that as you wound your way to the entrance to the next room, past the smiling clown. Eddie jumped as the clown lunged for him with a manic laugh, his Sabbath lyrics coming out quickly now almost like a prayer of protection.

The metalhead groaned once you entered the next room, it was a full big top circus with bloody, knife wielding clowns wandering through. They were laughing and screaming at the other patrons as they moved in front of you, occasionally chasing a few as they ran into the next room.

A particularly tall clown bounded up to you two, he was in a bright white and rainbow polka dot outfit with large shoes, he wore a bright green wig that jutted out in all directions and he was splattered with fake blood. He ran up to you and Eddie, an unnerving high-pitched giggle coming out of him as he thundered forward.

“Babe! Move now!” Eddie practically shouted as he took the hand he was holding and pulled you along behind him as he ran into the next room with the clowns laughing as you passed.

You pulled on Eddie’s arm to bring him back to you as you entered the next room. It was much darker and decorated like a dressing room and thankfully it was currently clown free.

“Hey, pretty boy, slow down.” You cooed, pulling him into you and placing a protective arm around him as you walked slowly through. “It’s alright, they’re just actors, remember?” You told him, rubbing soothing circles into his back with the arm wrapped around him, you handed him your stuffed pumpkin before grabbing on of his hands, effectively copying the way he had held you earlier to calm you down.

“Right, right. Actors.” Eddie mumbled, eyes still wide as he scanned the room. You thankfully seemed to miss the actor in this room, a nice reprieve for the metalhead.

Thankfully for Eddie, the rest of the maze wasn’t as clown filled and he let you lead him out into the fresh October air. He followed you to a corner with minimal people, his head hung slightly as he stood next to you.

“Sorry about that.” He said softly, avoiding your eyes.

“Why are you sorry?” You asked, confused, as he handed you the pumpkin back.

“It’s not really attractive to have to help your boyfriend through a fake haunted house.” He sighed, fidgeting with his rings.

“Hey. Eddie, baby, look at me!” You demanded, his large brown eyes landed on yours, full of concern. “We came here to get scared and you’ve been helping me through this whole event! Is it unattractive to you that I was scared through the houses?” You asked, receiving a very quick shake of his head. “Then why would it be unattractive to me? Just means I know what scares the scary Eddie Munson.” You joked, poking his chest playfully as you smiled up at him.

A small smile broke on his face, “Great. Now you’re gonna try to scare me aren’t you?” He asked.

You gasped in faux offense. “Me? Scare you on purpose? What kind of girlfriend do you think I am? Can you believe he would ask me that?” You questioned to your stuffed pumpkin. “Jack is just as offended as I am at your suggestion Edward.” You said, barely able to fight the grin wanting to pull at your lips.

“Wow, wiping out the government name.” He smiled, “I’m very sorry for suggesting it, sweetheart.”

“Ah, ah, ah.” You said, holding up your stuffed friend to face Eddie, who rolled his eyes.

“And I’m sorry Jack.” He sighed, but he couldn’t fight the smile he had as you beamed back up at him. “Ready to go home babygirl? We can watch a movie.” He asked as he draped his arm around your shoulder and started leading you back to the entrance of the event.

“Yes please! But no scary movies tonight okay? I’m all out of scares.” You said as you snuggled into him. “Can we watch Pretty in Pink?” You asked brightly.

“You said no scary movies.” Eddie joked, planting a kiss in your hair as you laughed. “Yeah, I guess we can watch it again, sweet thing. Anything for you.”

“So, what’s with the clowns if you don’t mind me asking?” You wondered as you walked.

“What do you mean? Clowns are beings of nightmares.” He said seriously, smiling as you laughed loudly. “But really, it was from my childhood. Old man brought me to a circus one year. It didn’t go super well.” He said simply and you decided now was not the time to pry.

“Thank you for a great night Eddie. Happy Halloween.” You said happily, stopping outside his van once you got there. You leaned up to place a gentle kiss on his lips, something sweet and soft.

Eddie snaked his arms around your waist pulling you flush with him as he kissed you back hungrily. You pulled away with a cheeky smile on your face. “Not in front of Jack!” You teased, giggling as he rolled his eyes before he brought you back to him and found your lips again.

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Halloween Traditions - e.m.

Summary: Just some Halloween Fluff with Eddie :)

Warnings: none, pure fluff, but reader does have a happy relationship with parents.

Pairing: Fem!Reader x Eddie Munson

Word count: 1.9k

Notes: Continuing spooky szn with a little fluffy piece! More Horror Stories to come! Join in on  my House or Horror Stories Event!

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Halloween was one of your favorite holidays. Between the candy, the scary movies, creepy decor and getting to dress up however you wanted, nothing could top it. Especially this year since you were spending it with your boyfriend, Eddie Munson. 

You had a whole night planned, starting with baking spooky desserts, popping in a thriller, and topping it all off with some Halloween fun… just the two of you. Excitement rose in you as the clock ticked away, counting down the seconds, minutes, and hours until Eddie could come over. 

However, he had other plans in mind. You didn’t tell him your plans, as you wanted to keep it a surprise. So when Dustin asked him to join their group to go trick or treating, he had to give in. He didn’t want to, but after everything they had gone through together, to see Dustin staring up at him, begging, pleading…, well, he had to say yes. 

“Thank you, thank you, you will not regret it. We go to the houses with the best candy, I promise. Full size candy bars, people. Full size!” Dustin exclaimed loudly in the hall. 

“Oh-, and uh, bring y/n, too!” 

Eddie found you later that day at your locker grabbing your things for your next class. You hadn’t seen him walk up, as he stepped behind where your locker door was. Slamming it shut,you noticed something in your peripheral and jumped with a fright. 

“Jesus, Eddie! You scared me!” 

“What, scared of little old me? Impossible,” he smirked. “So, uh, listen. Dustin and his little buddies invited me and you to go trick or treating tonight and I said yes. Figured it could be fun, they promised us full size candy bars,” Eddie tempted. 

“What? Eddie. I had a whole night planned for us,” you whined, pouting slightly. Of course he had no idea, but you were still upset that he agreed before discussing it with you. 

“You did?” He asked, taken aback. He hadn’t expected you to plan a whole night of festivities for the two of you. No one had ever done something like that for him before. “I mean, I guess I could tell Dustin we can’t go.”  

The face of a disappointed Dustin flashed in your mind, his eyes sad and doe like. You couldn’t do that to him. 

“No, it’s fine. We’ll go. Can’t stand to see that little shit sad,” you said, giving Eddie a small smile. He took your hands in yours and held them in front of you. “Well just do our things when we get back!” 

“A whole night with you? Can’t complain about that,” Eddie said, giving you a small kiss on the lips. You giggled, and headed off to class. 

You were struggling with your costume. You were supposed to be a sexy work out barbie, complete with teal fishnets, a bright  pink leotard, leg warmers and fluffy sweatbands. You had teased your hair to make it big and poofy, and were now working on your makeup. The blue wasn’t the right color, which stressed you out, but it was the closest you had. After lining your lids and putting on some mascara, you moved on to pick out jewelry. 

“Perfect,” you whispered, after discovering your giant blue lightning bolt earrings matched your eyeshadow perfectly. Stepping back to look in the mirror, you realized the earrings were the perfect touch to tie your look together. Eddie was going to kill you for what you were wearing, making him frustrated all night, but it was worth it. 

You still had about twenty minutes until the kids plus Eddie picked you up. Since your house was the closest to the neighborhoods with the full size candy, Dustin suggested they all meet at yours. You decided to grab a quick bite to eat while you waited. 

Downstairs your mom stood in the kitchen making halloween treats for her and your dad. They had their own little night of festivities planned, a tradition they started when you were little. Every year, they would take you out trick-or-treating, and once you came back and went to bed, they would drink wine and  watch scary movies or read a Stephen King novel together. Once you stopped trick-or-treating, they added more things to do for the night, some with you and some without. Tonight, they had a similar plan to what you originally had with Eddie. 

“Wow, babe, you look stunning,” your mom said, reviewing your outfit when you strutted into the kitchen. Your dad looked you over, giving a disapproving  tut before returning to icing the brownies he had made. 

“Thanks mom! Can I steal some?” You asked, eyeing the delicious spread before you. 

“Of course, help yourself. Your dad and I won’t eat all these anyways.” 

“Speak for yourself,” your dad playfulled scorned. Your mom giggled, nudging him slightly. That was the love you always wanted growing up, and while some things were different between you and Eddie, you knew the love you had was as close as you were going to get to the love your parents shared for each other. 

You stole a cookie and a rice krispy treat your mother had made, and popped them into your mouth. Making sure to compliment her work, you continued hanging out with them for the few more minutes you had. A loud and rapid knock at the door sounded, signaling your crew was here. 

“Have a great night!” Your mom called out as you headed out the door. 

“Alright, so if we take Abercorn to Croft that should be the fastest route,” Dustin said the second you stepped foot out the door. He sure was eager to get to the good houses. Mike and Lucas piped up about a possible quicker route, and they all began to bicker. 

“Hi,” you said to Eddie, who had not stopped looking you up and down since you stepped out. A blush rose to your cheeks while you waited to hear his approval- or disapproval, which you prayed desperately would not be what he thought. 

“Wow, Barbie, you sure have left me speechless,” he said, licking his lips which suddenly felt abnormally dry. 

“Hopefully in a good way?” You offered.  

“Oh, in a very good way darling,” he whispered, giving you a kiss. You giggled, wrapping your arms around him. 

“And what are you supposed to be?” You asked, tugging on his leather jacket. 

“Oh, uh, a rocker vampire, or something, I don’t know. Dustin got mad I didn’t dress up and added this to make it a costume,” Eddie pointed to the trail of red coming from his mouth. You giggled and pulled him into a kiss. 

“Yo, lovebirds, let's go! You can suck face later!” Dustin shouted, tapping his foot impatiently. 

The night was filled with laughter and stress as Dustin  ran frantically ahead of the group to ensure you made it to the good houses in time. Sure enough, you did, snagging so many full size candy bars, you were sure you had enough to last you the next two halloween.  The kids had all parted ways to head home aside from Max, who tagged along with you and Eddie since she lived right across from him. Eddie was a little hesitant about it at first, but you insisted, saying she shouldn’t walk home alone at night like that. 

Once you finally made it to Eddie’s, you walked into his trailer and threw yourself down on the couch. 

“God Ed’s my feet are killing,” you muttered into the pillow. He just chuckled, before kneeling down next to you and taking your shoes off for you. Your heart swelled at the kind gesture, and you turned yourself around. 

“So, what did you have planned tonight, Barbie,” he winked. He had been calling you that all night. 

“Oh, shit! I left it all at home!” You face palmed, waves of disappointment flooding you.

“Hey, it’s alright. Just tell me what you had planned, maybe I have substitutes here.” 

“I had some horror movies picked out…” you trailed off, hoping he had some here- some good ones. 

“Well I’ve got horror movies, babe. What ones did you have in mind?”

“Poltergeist and Halloween 2.” 

He gave you a smile before standing up and heading to the cabinet under the t.v.. A few seconds later, after rummaging around, he pulled out two vhs tapes. Poltergeist, Halloween 2. 

“Eddie! That’s perfect!” You exclaimed, clapping your hands in excitement. He set them on the coffee table for now, and knelt in front of you. 

“What else did you have planned,” he whispered, running his hands up your thighs, his rings slightly pulling at the fishnets. You giggled, pushing him off. 

“I was going to have us bake halloween treats, but honestly I think the candy bars would suffice,” you replied, opening your bag to eye them all. 

“Oh, actually, hold on-,” Eddie said, getting up from his seat next to you on his couch. He sauntered into the kitchen, the sound of his black  jeans rubbing together filled the air. You eyed him curiously as he opened a cabinet you couldn’t see into, pulled out a bag, and walked back into the living room. Inside the bag was a small cake, decorated to represent a graveyard that he had picked up at the store earlier. 

“I was going to eat this myself, but I guess I can share it with you,” he winked, handing you a fork he had also grabbed while in the kitchen. You smiled, absolutely in love with the man before you. 

“Aw, Eddie, you didn’t have to do that,” you smirked. Eddie never shared his food, that was Eddie knowledge 101. He did not like sharing, so used to not having enough for himself. But if  he had the last plate of food in the world, he  would give his entire plate to you. 

“Which movie do you want to watch first?” He asked, leaning over to grab the two vhs tapes. 

“You pick, surprise me,” you responded as you shoved a piece of cake in your mouth. 

He popped in one of the vhs tapes, and came back to settle into his spot next to you on the couch. Watching horror movies with Eddie was truly an experience. He started out tough, reminding you that you can hide behind him at any point when you get scared. But after the second jumpscare in the film, you find him bringing his knees to his chest, and then ducking his head behind your shoulder, all while you laugh. 

“Scared baby boy?” You tease, ruffling his hair. 

“What? No, what makes you think that,” he’d cough, returning to his original position. 

The night went on like that until you finished both movies, half your bags of candy, and the cake. You both had moved back into his bedroom, and were laying on the bed cuddled under his favorite black fluffy blanket. 

“I loved spending my day with you today,” Eddie whispered, nudging your cheek with his nose. 

“I loved spending my day with you too,”  you replied, completely caught up in the domestic bliss of laying under the covers with Eddie. 

This was how you wanted to spend the rest of your Halloween nights with him. Taking some kiddos trick or treating, going back home and watching horror movies, eating junk food, and ending the night in complete bliss- just like your parents that you adore. 

“I love you,” he whispered, placing a gentle kiss on your cheek. 

“I love you too.”

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[lolahasmoxie]

Wayne: I thought you were handing out candy?

Eddie: I left a bowl with a note

(Exit Wayne)

(Enter Wayne, heavily sighing)

Wayne: There are so many things wrong with you, I honestly don’t know where to begin.

[enam3l]

rockstar eddie munson does halloween pt. 2

aka the year eddie had to start banning certain costumes

you can read rockstar eddie does halloween pt. 1 HERE

you can read all the rockstar eddie munson stories and lore at #enam3ls rockstar eddie

ok i got so carried away! but i wanted to do my first real smut. although i am sorry that all my smut is romantic, i can't help it! 4k words / cw: smut, NSFW, breeding kink, p in v, unprotected sex, MDNI

Catwoman. It was all catwomans fault. This was your fourth Halloween spent with Eddie and your annual arrangements were well established. The closest weekend to the 31st was when the gang would all go to Steve's for his annual Halloween party and you and Eddie of course had a matching couples costume. This year was no different, Catwoman and Slam Bradley were the chosen duo. Whilst Batman had been the obvious choice for Catwoman's counterpart, tights and a cape just wasn't quite Eddie's look. Slam Bradley who was a rogue hardknock with a detest of the police and corruption however was right up Eddie's street. Plus it meant seeing your man in a suit which was a far too rare occurrence for how good Eddie looked in them.

In your defence, you'd argue Eddie knew exactly what he was doing by choosing a character that allowed him to look rough and sexy whilst also in a suit. He knew exactly the way you'd look at him, your pupils dilated, your breath hitched and the way you'd cling to him, making any excuse to touch him. He knew because everytime he'd worn one in your presence, you'd done all of those things and repeatedly had to be reminded you were both in public - which actually didn't bother Eddie but he thought you wouldn't be pleased if paparazzi caught you feeling his ass cheeks in his perfectly fitted suit pants.

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This year however, you weren't going to be able to have your usual road trip together up to Steve's. Corroded Coffin had a gig on the Friday and you had work commitments that you just couldn't avoid. Resulting in you and Eddie being separated for a week before you could be reunited at Steve's party. This also meant whilst you knew what characters you were, your actual costumes were going to be a surprise. You'd decided to base your Catwoman off Julie Newmar's, you'd always loved her sixties hair and make up and Eddie had made no secret about believing she was the hottest Catwoman so far.

When Saturday came round you could hardly wait to be reunited with Eddie, you hadn't been separated that long for years. You'd travelled down after work on Friday to Steve's and Eddie was to arrive on Saturday evening just in time for the party. The house was perfectly set up, the open planned kitchen and living area dark except for coloured disco lights and filled with extravagant decorations most of which you and Eddie had crafted. Jonathan and Argyle had taken full advantage of Steve's expensive speaker system to set up a whole DJ booth. You, Nancy and Robin had pretended to be witches brewing potions whilst you made a variety of cocktails to fill cauldrons. Dustin had already become too excited for the evening and had knocked over two of the cauldrons so a quick trip to the shop was now in order after you'd gotten ready.

Robin Nancy and Max had let out raucous wolf whistles at your finished look when you left the bathroom. You batted at them giggling but you couldn't deny you were pleased how it had come out. Your hair was down with the front pushed back by a pair of cat ears, after plenty of practice from glamming up for red carpets, gigs and award shows for Corroded Coffin, you'd been able to perfectly capture the Julie Newmar sixties make up with dark eyeliner and thick lashes. In a vintage store you'd found a long golden necklace and a golden belt that hung tight and low on your hips. The only problem in putting your costume together had been sourcing a tight shiny jumpsuit like Julie wore so you'd compromised with a black latex mini dress with long sleeves. It cinched at your waist, complimented by the belt and bringing out your curves. You'd managed to find a pair of black pointy leather knee high boots too and then some elbow length gloves. Honestly, you were excited to see Eddie's face knowing he'd love seeing his favourite girl dresses as his favourite Catwoman.

Carefully, whilst slightly clinging onto Robin you went downstairs in order to go out to replenish the booze Dustin had thrown everywhere. Thankfully missing the sheepskin rug and saving you all a Dad lecture from Steve. Robin snatched the car keys out of your grasp, with a smirk and a smack to your ass which made a ridiculous sound against the latex.

'Sorry hon, those boots were not made for driving... but I think that outfit might get us a discount at least.'

Robin wasn't wrong. The man at the checkout had shamelessly hit on you and you missed having Eddie's large frame by your side to shield you and scare off creeps. By the time you pulled up to Steve's house the party had begun and you prayed Eddie had arrived. Steve appeared from round the back of the house, having heard the car from the garden. He hurried over to help you and Robin with the excessive amount of booze you'd bought as well as the giant marshmallows that Robin had insisted on last minute.

Turning his attention to you as his picked up some bags, Steve nodded his head towards the front door and said

'Y/N, lover boy arrived. Go through the front door. He's been sat there waiting for you since the moment he got here like a sad puppy.'

You couldn't help but squeal and practically skipped over, bundles of marshmallows in hand. The second you opened the door he was there. Stood waiting for you. The marshmallows flopped to the floor as you ran and leapt onto Eddie. Your arms curled over his neck, your legs wrapping around his waist as his hands instantly went to support you up. He smelt so good, more like home than any place you've ever lived. Cigarettes and honey and firewood and just a natural Eddieness that couldn't be bottled. As your nose had been buried into his neck, you realised how stiff his body felt against you. Confused, you let yourself drop down and he immediately retracted his touch.

You searched his face, his eyes burnt into you and his lips were pulled tight into a thin line. He looked furious and you had no idea why. Desperate to break the tension you pawed at the suit he wore, taking it in for the first time. It was a new one, a deep charcoal grey and tailored to his form perfectly. The first few buttons of his shirt were undone, the edges of some chest tattoos poking out and his tie was loosened. He looked effortlessly handsome, it was cruel really that after a whole week you now see him for the first time looking better than ever. Your try to avert your eyes from how the suit trousers gave you a generous outline of his cock that you'd missed you much.

Letting his tie slide between your fingers, you looked up at him admiringly and murmured

'Look so handsome, Eds. My beautiful boy.'

You were aching to get a smile out of him but instead he picked your fingers off him and then dropped your hand away.

Your face fell, you couldn't ignore this anymore. You were shocked that this was your greeting. As you opened your mouth to speak, you were stopped by Eddie holding a finger up to silence you.

In a stern voice he finally spoke 'Bathroom. Now.'

Smacking his sassy little finger away you marched off down the hall towards the downstairs bathroom hoping maybe following orders will at least give you answers.

Eddie is quick behind you, as soon as you enter he shuts and locks the door. He stands with his back to you, his arms stretched out bracing him on the door frame and his he let out a heavy sigh.

Now you really were baffled. Stood in the middle of Steve's beautiful big white marble bathroom, you felt small like a school girl in trouble.

Your looking down at your boots, clicking the pointed toes together anxiously as he turns around and in a clipped tone asks

'What. Are. You. Wearing.'

You raise your head now, mouth agape and completely indignant. Never has Eddie once attempted to control what you did or wore and never in a million years did you think he would. He was as creative and expressive as you, it's one of the things you loved about him.

But when you look into his eyes you realise they aren't angry, his pupils are completely blown out, they're lust filled.

Looking up at his handsome face, now strained with how tight his jaw is clenched, you bat the thick lashes you applied and stare at him innocently with big eyes. Your lip pouts out and you murmur

'I was trying to do Julie Newmar's Catwoman for you Eds, she's your favourite right?'

Momentarily a little softness spreads across Eddie's face, he loves how you remember every little detail about him. He steps slowly toward you now, somehow he feels taller than usual. One of his fingers now glides along the hem of the latex dress then stops, hooking under it and pulling it towards him. Then he lets it snap back, the fabric making a wet slap sound against your thigh. Leaning into your ear he whispers

'I don't remember Julie wearing such a tiny fuckin dress.'

Eddie lingers close as he lets his nose glide above your ear and into your hair, deeply inhaling the smell of you he's been deprived of for a week. You're desperate to touch him, to cover him in a weeks worth of kisses but you aren't sure what game he's playing for if he is playing a game.

Shyly you stutter 'D-do you not like it...'

He hooks his calloused fingers now through the gold belt to pull you closer by your hips and his presses his forehead against yours. He inhales deeply again as he closes his eyes and quietly admits

'Baby...my baby girl. I like it too much.'

A breath you feel you've been holding for the past ten minutes finally leaves you and you move your head up so your noses are touching. You rub your noses against each other as you admit

'Eddie, you scared me. I thought I was in trouble. Thought you were angry to see me.'

Finally he pecks a small kiss to your lips. You frown it's not enough. He smirks

'Oh no. You are in trouble missus'

Another peck.

His hands now start to glide over your body, as if making sure you're still the same as when he left you.

'Very bad.' Peck.

'Cruel even' peck.

'To greet me for the first time in a week' peck. 'In the sexiest outfit I've ever seen' peck.

'At Steve's' peck.

'Not our home' peck, peck.

'Where I can't throw you over my shoulder' peck, peck, peck.

'And hide a way with you in this fucking outfit for another week'

You've caved by this point. Arms thrown around his neck as your lips desperately crash into his. All the longing from your time apart, mixed with the tension he'd just built all being put into it. Your tongues reunite as both your hands get tangle through the others hair.

You begin to suck Eddie's bottom lip and he groans into your mouth, responding with a harsh spank against the latex covering your ass.

Pulling away now to take you all in, a cheeky smile spreads across his face

'I think I like this material babe, think I gotta buy you a whole new wardrobe of it.' He takes one of your gloved hands and stretches your arm infront of him. Removing the glove and tossing it aside, he runs his thumb over your knuckles.

You both gaze at each other, feeling complete now you're able to touch and see the other.

Eddie begins to plant delicate kisses up your arm.

It's hard not to swoon over how sickeningly tender and romantic he can be.

'Missed you so much Eds, didn't feel complete without you. Hated how cold and empty our bed was without you there.'

He nods as his kisses reach your shoulder and go across your collar bone. He plants one big kiss along with a gentle suck at your throat and a small moan escapes your lips.

'I know baby girl. I can't sleep without you now, barely slept the whole week. Can't function without my love beside me.'

A wet but passionate kiss is shared between both your lips now and you smile against each others mouths.

Eddie continues his trail of kisses now down your sternum, his hands coming up to run thumbs over your nipples. Gently tugging at them as they begin to peak through the latex. Then he moves down to your stomach, his hands pressing gently against your abdomen where he knows he'll feel his cock poke at deep inside you later. Then his lips reach your pelvis. A flurry of kisses are placed there as his hands use your ass to push you forward into his face.

His calloused fingers then sneak underneath your dress, squeezing your ass cheeks the gliding round. He looks up at you to ask for permission to lift the dress. You can only smile at his big brown eyes and nod, your hands stroking his hair.

Eddie rolls the right dress up. Revealing a pair of black mesh panties. The transparency revealing your nearly trimmed pubes. He presses his face in, inhaling deeply.

'You... your smell. God, it's like a drug. Nothing soothes me more'.

You ruffle his hair and laugh at his dramatics.

He gives your pussy a little spank then for teasing him.

'Don't laugh babe! I had my sweatshirt you wear and a pair of your panties in the hotel bed with me. It's calming. Your actual perfume and ... your natural perfume.'

A giggle escapes you as Eddie sits there on his needs in front of you. His chin pressed to your pelvis and he gazes at you with the most beautiful and loving eyes you've ever seen. The way he worships you and the love he makes you feel is overwhelming, something you didn't think existed beyond books.

Eddie feels the same. The way you look at him like he hung the moon and the stars. The way you love him unconditionally for who he is. He's going to marry you one day. He's known that for a while now. The week apart just made it clearer than ever. Especially when he found an antique jewellers near the venue. He's actually glad you were out when he arrived, it gave him time to pass the ring onto Steve for safe keeping.

Suddenly, you can't take it anymore. Your hands grip at his tie to drag up back up and your lips crash to his. Against his mouth you desperately whine

'Need us to be together now, Eds.'

He chuckles against your lips

'Yeah, we are back together now baby girl, it's okay.'

You shake your head, he's not understanding. Your hands stroke along his hard cock, more prominent than ever in the tight suit pants. Yeah, you're glad he didn't debut this new suit at an awards show again.

'No, Edward. Need you inside me.'

The full name alerts Eddie to your desperation. He's quick to rejoin your lips, letting your tongues tangle in each other as he brings your thighs round his waist. Your thighs feel the cool marble counter underneath as Eddie places you on top, slotting between your open legs. Both of you ravenously rub and grab the other. Your hand continues to massage Eddie's rigid cock as another desperately tries to undo the trousers separating you from your prize.

Eddie's thumb presses hard against your clit, circles massaged round the nub. His fingers rub and toy with your entrance. Your wetness exposing your desire as it seeps out and soaks the mesh of your underwear.

Gasps and moans fill the bathroom, neither of you able to form a sentence to ask the other to move on to the next stage. Until finally, a breathy 'Please... Eds' escapes.

Usually insistent on hearing you ask properly, Eddie too understands the urgency and immediately pulls your soaked underwear down your legs, precariously hanging off the tip of one boot. He leans back as he watches you finally release his begging cock. Throbbing with torment and already seeping a weeks worth of cum that had been waiting for you.

His eyes prick with tears as you break the charged moment but bringing your fingertips to your mouth, kissing them and then placing that kiss on the tip of his cock. A guttural 'Fuuuckkk' breaks from his mouth as you then lap the precum off your fingertips.

He grasps at his cock, pumping slightly as the pair of you watch as he aligns with your painfully empty hole. Once the tip enters and his length slowly reunites with your walls, both your eyes meet, his hands caressing your face and your hands squeezing his. An overwhelming sense of love and lust is understood between you.

Eddie begins to pump into you, your pussy contracting along its length. Your bodies feeling complete now the two of you are joined. The pair of you watch again as his thick cock slides in and out of your little hole. His hole. Every bit of you is his and every bit of him is yours. You belong together.

Your arms wrapped around his shoulders pull him closer so you can kiss and lap at his neck. Once your lips are near his ear you whisper

'Yours.'

It's understood. Eddie presses his forehead to your shoulder, his balls twitching at your love.

'Yours,' Eddie whispers back in agreement.

You're both close, the result of a week without release.

Eddie pulls at your hips now, he's moving you.

'I need you to see yourself,' he admits 'I need you to see how beautiful you are. Need you t'see why I couldn't control myself before.'

He brings you down off the top and turns you round so you face the big mirror above. Your dress above your ass, he has you bent over the counter, his cock still deep inside. You watch yourselves in the mirror as Eddie brushes your hair back over your shoulder and then points at your reflection'

'That,' he kisses the back of your head 'is the love of my life.'

His words are like bliss. Through a sniffle you beg 'Eds, make me cum please, my pretty boy.'

He daren't refuse you, pushing you down a little further over the surface, he slides one arm around your stomach so he can rub your clit.

You're both desperate now. And his pace quickens. Eddie is pummelling your poor pussy. You moan between each slap of his heavy balls against you

'You're. Mine. Forever. Eddie.'

He keens at your words, the knowing he's going to ask you to make that official driving him further towards an earth shattering orgasm. He presses his arm tighter to you now so he can circle your clit harder. His forearm against your abdomen proves his earlier theory correct, he can feel his big cock poking deep inside you.

You're gasping now, your pussy beginning to spasm and your clit throbbing on the cusp of release. You make sure to look at him through the mirror as you do. As your orgasm hits, it's intensified by staring into the chocolate eyes you love so much. You're practically dizzy as you moan his name and a series of 'I love yous.'

Through your drooping eyelids you can see in Eddie's face that he's about to cum too. His thrusts are hard and frantic as he chases the finish. You grab his arms and trap him against you so he can't escape.

'Inside,' you beg 'need your cum inside me, my love. Remind my pussy who owns it.'

This pushes him over. Eddie's cock spasms, hot cum filling you as his teeth bite at your shoulder.

Despite you being on the pill, each time he finishes inside you, there's an unspoken (or sometimes very spoken about) understanding that you both secretly hope he's just filled you with his baby.

As he catches his breath you slide slowly back and forth, milking every drop out of him. Making sure no bit is wasted.

You're about to begin your post sex ritual of telling each other sickly sweet things when the bathroom door flies open.

Both yours and Eddie's snap round as Steve's eye's widen in horror.

'OH MY CHRIST! YOU GUYS!' Steve shrills.

Eddie throws himself forward to cover your exposed backside, suddenly very aware his cock is still inside you and if he were to pull out Steve would be witness to his cum dripping out of you.

Your face is red and buried in your arms.

'Poor form! Not in my bathroom!' Steve although blinded by his arm, he turns to look at address both of you, 'I want you fully clothed and out this room immediately.' He tuts as he backs away and shuts the door.

A wild cackle erupts from Eddie, his body shaking your mortified one.

'Oh baby... I'm sorry but getting caught was worth it if I could have you in that costume.'

You groan whilst trying not to smile.

Eddie pulls himself out of you carefully and then cups his hand over your pussy.

He bends over to pull up your underwear with the other.

'Put these back on so you can keep me inside you.'

He pats your soaked underwear once he's put them back on you, then gives your ass a smack.

'Keep those pants on all night, okay baby? Taking those with me on the next trip.'

As you pull your dress back down you fake gag at him,

'Eddie Munson, you nasty little perv.'

He doesn't care, he loves it, he loves you.

He wraps his arm around you as he waddles with you towards the door to face Steve's wrath.

'Never used to be this way babe, it's you. You made me feral. Can't get enough.'

Once you exit the bathroom you're met with Steve standing with his arms crossed and an unamused look on his face. He does not care for how shameless and loved up the pair of you are right now considering he just caught you fucking like rabbits in his guest bathroom.

You shrug and bat your lashes at him,

'Sorry Stevie, we can't help it. We're in love.' You can feel Eddie's smile against your face. Steve shakes his head,

'Disgusting perverts, the pair of you. Ruining my bloody party... you belong together,' Steve says the last part with a knowing look to Eddie. Eddie's eyes widen, hoping you didn't catch on. To distract you, Steve shoos you along until you reach the stairs that stand at the edge of the living room where the gang are partying.

Pointing to them, Steve orders 'you're going to sit there on the bottom step. It's a time out. You're in horny jail. No party for you two until you think about what you've done'

Sniggering, you and Eddie take your seats on the stair. Steve pushes you two further apart as if you were about to have round two on the stairs in front of your friends. As he begins to walk of, he turns back around 'And... you're disinfecting that bathroom before you leave tomorrow.'

Like naughty kids, you and Eddie both salute and Steve who just huffs at your attitudes. 'Yes Papa Steve!' You both mockingly call after him.

After a moment Eddie reaches over to take your hand, your fingers intertwine and sit in the enforced space between you. One of Eddie's finger gently strokes back and forth over your ring finger.

You turn to him, taking in the face you've thought about all week, 'missed you so much Eds, never want to be without you again.'

He squeezes your hand, 'don't worry, you won't ever be.'

Bring your combined hands to your lips, you press a kiss to each of his knuckles. 'Oh... and Happy Halloween, Eddie.'

He smiles back at you 'happy Halloween baby girl...' he pauses and looks you up and down then smirks, 'and from now on, there will be no more costumes I've not checked beforehand. That should never have left our bedroom.'